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Chapter 557: Be as ferocious as you can!
Meanwhile, at the same time in Elbaf!
It's already covered by heavy snow!
The members of the Knights of God emerged one by one from the teleportation array!
Teleport directly to the core area of Elbaf!
The appearance of the Knights of God was immediately noticed by the giant warriors.
A giant over twenty meters tall suddenly turned his head.
They stared intently at the intruders clad in white robes.
Without hesitation, he ripped the massive horn from his waist and tilted his head back.
"Waaah"
The deep, desolate sound of the horn tore through the wind and snow.
The sound traveled along the massive branches of the World Tree, through the undulating valleys, and hurtled all the way towards the heart of the island.
In the blink of an eye, the entire island of giants was on high alert.
The air temperature plummeted again. A gloomy and oppressive atmosphere enveloped the entire coastline.
Shamrock stood at the front of the line.
The wind and snow fluttered his white robe. He didn't reach out to shield himself.
He tilted his head slightly, his gaze sweeping coldly across the distant coastline, past the villages, and the towering, massive tree-like city that seemed to reach into the clouds.
There was no probing in his eyes. Only pure coldness.
He drew his longsword from his waist. The blade gleamed coldly in the dim, snowy light.
He didn't turn around. He directly gave orders to the Knights of God behind him.
"Be as ferocious as you can."
"Let the slaughter begin in Elbaf!"
The voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached the ears of every member of the Knights Order.
Shamrock escalated the invasion into a ruthless massacre.
He made the final decision, definitively revealing the true purpose of this group of Celestial Dragons' strongest fighters.
Somaz, Kirin, Gom, and the others received the order without even a second's hesitation.
A bloodthirsty glint flashed in their eyes. Their figures instantly became afterimages, scattering in different directions.
Someone sped along the ground, heading straight for the giants' coastal defenses.
Someone leaped high into the air, stepping on a massive rock, and hurtled towards the distant entrance to the village.
The first few giant warriors to charge forward faced the horde of monsters. They did not retreat an inch.
They roared. Their muscles bulged.
A giant swung a massive axe, the size of a door panel, with both hands and brought it down hard on Somaz, who was charging straight at him.
The giant axe tore through the air, emitting a terrifying howl. Its violent force crushed the frozen ground below.
Somaz's eyes narrowed. He twisted his body mid-air, shifting his landing point.
The giant axe struck where he had been standing, cleaving a trench several meters long. Debris and dirt shot into the sky.
On the other side, a giant warrior swept his heavy, thick spear horizontally.
The gun barrel carried immense force, whipping up a fierce wind.
A knight attempting to cross the defensive line was unable to dodge in time and was struck by the edge of a heavy gun.
A dull cracking sound rang out.
The knight was swept away and thrown into the icy sea like a rag doll.
The first clash on the coastline did not result in the giants being easily defeated.
These naturally warlike behemoths used the most primal and pure violence to forcefully suppress and hold back the first wave of the Knights of God on the shore.
Seeing that he couldn't break through head-on, Qilin Gom immediately changed tactics.
He moved swiftly, shifting his position and cutting in, attempting to tear a gap between the two giant warriors' defenses.
He was incredibly fast. His short blade was already aimed at the ankle of a giant.
Just as he was about to succeed, a third giant warrior charged up from behind and slammed into him with his broad shoulder.
The impact was powerful and heavy.
The Qilin Gom was thrown off course by the immense force. It rolled several times on the ground before regaining its balance.
The giant who caused the collision also paid the price.
The moment Kirin Gorm was knocked away, he swung his sword backhand and slashed across the giant's chest.
Blood gushed out instantly, staining a large patch of animal hide on the giant's chest.
The giant was bleeding. He didn't frown. He didn't flinch.
He steadied his massive body. He glanced down at the wound on his chest. A furious growl escaped his throat.
The deep pit that had just been smashed open beneath our feet was still spewing out bits of soil.
He swung the rough iron bar in his hand again, pressing against his wound, and continued to press forward.
Along the entire coastline, blood mingled with shards of ice.
There's no narration or exaggeration. Just the most realistic clashes of muscles and weapons.
The warriors of Elbaf, with their fearless charge, proved to the world why this place is known as the world's strongest nation.
Shamrock did not linger on the shore.
He glanced at the stalemate on the front lines, then looked away.
He raised his hand, which was gloved with black leather, and pointed behind him.
He specifically named a woman wearing a pure white dress.
The woman stood quietly at the back of the line from beginning to end.
She didn't glance at the bloody battle on the shore. Her gaze remained detached from the battlefield.
Her steps were almost too steady. She stepped onto the slippery, frozen ground. Her skirt remained completely dry.
Seeing Shamrock's gesture, the woman in white stepped forward to follow.
Several members of the Knights of God saw her approach and immediately averted their gazes, even lowering their heads.
That was a deep-seated awe and fear.
Everyone in the Knights knew one thing.
This woman was forcibly added to the Knights of God by order of Lord Im himself.
The ever-assertive Shamrock never publicly commented on her origins, nor did he ever issue her any specific combat orders.
The two walked one after the other, leaving the coastal battlefield and heading deeper into the roots of the World Tree.
The road to the underworld is hidden and treacherous.
Shamrock skillfully led the way through the cracks in the massive tree roots.
The crack is tens of meters wide. Sunlight never shines inside; only damp, cold mist swirls around it.
They walked down the rough stone steps.
The further down you go, the dimmer the light becomes. The air grows increasingly cold and damp.
The sound of heavy chains scraping against each other echoed from the stone walls along the way. There was also the howling wind blowing from deep underground.
The wind crashed against the uneven stone wall, producing a strange sound like the howling of a demon.
The woman in white remained silent.
She passed a huge stone pillar and saw ancient runes carved on the outer wall of the prison. She stopped.
She turned her head and glanced again at the runes that emitted a faint glow.
Her eyes flickered. She still didn't ask a question.
Shamrock noticed her pause. He didn't stop. He didn't explain the meaning of the runes.
He continued walking deeper into the stone steps.
His cold, expressionless face showed no superfluous emotion.
He came down personally this time, heading straight for the person in the deepest part of the prison.
The other side of the surface of Elbaf.
The Straw Hat crew had already landed on the island.
They followed an old giant who knew the way well, swiftly navigating the intricate forest paths.
Tall trees blocked out the sky. Thick vines coiled around like giant pythons.
From the distant coastline and villages, deafening explosions continued to resound.
The ground shook intermittently.
Usopp ran forward as fast as he could, then turned his head in terror to look behind him.
Thick black smoke rose high in the sky.
"Feed, feed, feed!"
"What happened next?"
Usopp's voice was trembling with tears. His eyes were practically bulging out of their sockets.
Are we really not going to help?
"That was a real war."
Luffy ran at the very front of the group.
The straw hat was blown backward by the wind. His hands were clenched into fists.
He didn't look back at the black smoke. He ignored Usopp's complaints.
His gaze was fixed on the deep passage ahead.
"Old man"
How much longer?
Luffy urged the old giant who was leading the way loudly, his tone urgent.
"Hurry and take us to the person guarding the key."
"I need to release Loki first."
Going back to the coastline to fight head-on won't solve the problem now.
Only by obtaining the key and releasing the imprisoned Prince Elbaf can the war be truly turned around.
His target was the key.
No amount of panic could shake his resolve.
The deepest part of the underworld.
A heavy bronze stone door blocked the way.
The stone gate is carved with intricate chain patterns. Black moss grows in the crevices.
Shamrock walked to the door. He placed his hands on the cold stone door and exerted force.
A dull, teeth-grinding scraping sound rang out.
He pushed open the stone door that had been closed for many years.
A strong smell of rust and decay hit me.
The moment the stone door opened, the ear-piercing sound of chains dragging on the floor immediately echoed from inside the prison.
"Splash splash"
The sound was heavy and slow. Each drag required a great deal of effort.
In the dimly lit center of the prison cell.
A huge figure was tightly bound by layers of thick chains.
Chains pierced his collarbone, bound his limbs, and pinned him firmly to the ground.
Loki, who was imprisoned, raised his head.
Her messy hair covered most of her face, but her eyes were surprisingly bright.
He first saw a mysterious woman dressed in white standing at the door.
His gaze lingered on the woman for half a second. He showed no particular reaction.
Then, Loki turned his head, his gaze fixed on Shamrock's face.
In that instant, Loki's expression changed.
His previously cold and arrogant gaze suddenly narrowed the moment he saw Shamrock's face.
An uncontrollable loathing and a violent killing intent surged forth from his bloodshot eyes.
Loki was breathing heavily. His chest heaved violently.
He stared intently at Shamrock, wanting to tear that face to shreds.
Shamrock ignored Loki's murderous intent.
He strode forward, his long legs crunching over the scattered pebbles, until he reached the prison cell, only ten steps away from Loki.
There were no beating around the bush. No insincere small talk. He went straight to the point, asking a single question in a cold voice.
"Would you like to join the Knights of God?"
The voice echoed in the empty prison cell.
Loki did not agree. He did not hurl insults.
He was unusually quiet.
He stared intently at Shamrock's face with venomous eyes.
He straightened up and tightened the thickest chains binding him, little by little.
"Crunch crunch"
The sound of taut metal was exceptionally clear in the deathly silence.
Loki's lips curled into a cruel, insane grin.
Through that face, he confirmed a long-held suspicion in his mind.
He gritted his teeth, letting out a low growl.
He was making a decision. His next words. How to tear this man before him, along with the truth behind him, apart.