#137 - Chapter 137 Friendship among Giants
Under the witness of a star-filled sky and vast earth, the two giants clashed once more.
The air was thick with the pre-battle stillness, but it was merely the calm before the storm.
They stood facing each other, gazes like torches, like two unmoving mountains, silently scrutinizing their opponent.
Suddenly, as if reaching a silent understanding, the two giants moved almost simultaneously.
They charged towards each other with the force of a thunderbolt, the entire island trembling, the earth seeming to roar beneath their feet.
The first giant swung his enormous fist, like a boulder sweeping through the air, fiercely aiming for the other's face. But the other giant was not to be outdone; his fist streaked across the sky like a meteor, heading straight for his opponent.
The air twisted around their fists, accompanied by a rumbling sonic boom that echoed through the clouds.
At the very last moment, the two giants' fists collided with incredible speed and power, and for a moment, it seemed the entire world stood still.
An explosive shockwave spread outwards from the point of impact, uprooting trees, shattering rocks into powder, and compressing the surrounding air into visible ripples.
The enormous sound and energy wave shook the entire island, even the distant sea waves were forced back by the force.
However, at the very peak of this power, even the two giants could not withstand the immense force emanating from each other.
Their bodies were like ships struck by a huge wave, both flying backward, ultimately crashing heavily to the ground, sending up clouds of dust.
In the center of the battlefield, the giants who had fallen seemed to be proving something to each other with their strength.
Their respective punches were not only a clash of strength but also the best testament to the mutual respect between warriors.
After the dust settled, the two giants lay there quietly, the scars on their bodies were the medals of this battle, and that tacit understanding and respect were the most precious gains in their hearts.
6500th battle... Draw!
The two giants lay on the dusty ground, the aftershock scattering, leaving their silhouettes on the ground.
After the earth-shattering battle, the stillness and movement highlighted the tranquility.
Suddenly, the silence in the air was broken by a low laugh that echoed across the deserted island.
"Ah..."
Brogy exerted all his strength, his face covered in dirt and sweat, and let out a loud cry.
The sound seemed to come from deep within his chest, like a morning bell and evening drum, deep and powerful.
He slowly sat up, wiped the dust from his face, and a satisfied smile still hung on his lips.
"Dorry, I got some wine from a guest..."
Brogy's voice was full of cunning and anticipation.
Before he could finish speaking, he saw the giant opposite him also sit up, swaying, the soil and stones falling from his body.
A glint flashed in his eyes, and then he burst out laughing, "Good! It's been a long time since I've had wine!"
"Share some with me!"
Dorry stretched out a large hand, taller than a normal person, towards Brogy.
His laughter was as loud as a waterfall, stirring up a gust of wind, as if even the surrounding trees were infected by the joyful atmosphere.
The two giants, just like that, forgot the previous battle, forgot the pain on their bodies, only revealing longing for wine and friendship in their eyes.
Their friendship was perfectly portrayed in this scene.
Moonlight filtered through the clouds, shining on the two giants and the unopened bottle of spirits, adding a touch of warm gold to this proverbial scene.
On the battlefield, the smoke of battle dissipated.
Brogy and Dorry sat quietly in the valley, like two huge mountains.
Between them, however, was a sumptuous feast, the steaming heat seeming particularly enticing in the cool mountain climate.
"This wine is good."
Dorry said as he raised a barrel of wine, the liquid pouring out violently from the side of the barrel, as he devoured it like a long-arid desert swallowing sweet rain.
"It's better than any I've ever had before."
Dorry exhaled a breath of wine, his face full of intoxication, as he enjoyed the joy after the battle.
Not far away, Jhin did not join the conversation, he focused more on the barbecue in front of him, tearing apart the cooked pieces of meat with his hands, the grease dripping down, making sizzling sounds.
Beside him, Jhin stared at Crocodile, a trace of doubt and incomprehension flashing in his eyes,
"You chose Alabasta yourself, yet you didn't prepare a permanent pointer?"
His voice seemed particularly clear amidst the giants' hearty drinking.
The Navy would at most prepare one permanent pointer for each World Government member kingdom for emergencies.
And Crocodile did not make a request to the Navy when he left headquarters.
Crocodile put down the wine glass in his hand, his eyes calm, "It's not like I know everything..."
Crocodile stood opposite Jhin, his gaze swept across the dense jungle in front of him, his deep blue eyes reflecting the heterochromatic sky and verdant treetops.
The cigar in his hand was almost burned out, but he didn't seem to feel the heat from his fingers.
His voice carried a trace of helplessness, "How was I supposed to know this island would be so different."
He gently shook his head and sighed, "It's also my first time being a Shichibukai."
"I'm not too clear on these things either."
Jhin sat on an ancient tree trunk, a strange smile on his face.
His arms were folded across his chest, seemingly enjoying Crocodile's current predicament.
"This kind of thing has nothing to do with whether you're a Shichibukai or not, right?"
There was a hint of playfulness in Jhin's voice, a smile hanging on the corner of his mouth,
"I can laugh at you for this for the rest of my life."
Crocodile glanced at Jhin, his gaze like a cold blade.
The other party's words were like sharp knives stabbing straight at his pride.
"You two are really interesting."
Brogy turned his gaze to them, a teasing light flashing in his eyes, this scene gave him a lot of entertainment.
He gently swung his huge axe, seemingly acting out the story of the living and the dead in the casually swaying light and shadow.
"Unfortunately, we only have a permanent pointer back to Elbaf, so we can't help you."
"However, with your strength, it wouldn't be a big deal even if you stayed here for a year and a half."
Changing the subject, Brogy's eyes became deep, his gaze falling on the pile of white bones piled up to the side,
"You won't end up becoming a pile of white bones like those people."
Jhin and Crocodile also unconsciously turned their heads, looking at the pile of white bones, they lay there quietly, like silent witnesses, telling the untold story of this island.
"......"
Boom!!!
A deafening roar broke the original tranquility of the island.
Everyone suddenly turned their heads, only to see Dorry, who had been leisurely drinking just now, lying charred on the ground.
"What's going on?"
"Where did the bomb come from?"
Behind them, Dorry propped himself up with his giant sword and slowly stood up, his gaze sweeping across every corner around him, letting out a thunderous roar,
"Who is it!"
The sound was like the roar of a beast howling from the abyss, carrying an inviolable aura of a king.
The surrounding trees seemed to tremble in this roar, the birds were startled and scattered, and the clouds in the sky scattered in all directions because of this roar.
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