The next morning, two pirate ships slowly cut through the previously tranquil coastal waters of Elbaf and dropped anchor along the shore. They were none other than the Thousand Sunny and the Going Guard.
Aboard the Thousand Sunny, the combined vanguard of the Straw Hat Pirates and the Dragon Flag Pirates gathered along the railing. They had been buffering their anxiety for far too long to reach this exact coordinate.
Three days prior, Sabo's spatial position had suddenly become exceptionally erratic before executing a high-velocity displacement. Within an incredibly compressed timeline, he continually flipped his directional tracking vectors while tearing across the sea at a mind-boggling speed.
Their analytical models instantly verified that Sabo had crossed into a fatal threat matrix.
Following that initial wave of intense panic, a heavy, disciplined silence had settled over the alliance. They recognized that rushing blindly would only invite tactical friction...
During one of the most critical flashpoints of the chase, Drake had genuinely harbored a powerful urge to forcefully unseal the Going Guard's warp drive to execute an instantaneous spatial teleportation straight to the target.
Energy consumption?
Please. At this current juncture, his inventory stored the absolute totality of Big Mom's accumulated historical treasures and resource vaults. Even if he commanded the Going Guard to execute a high-speed warp sequence across every single sector of the New World, the system's baseline reserves would barely log a noticeable drain.
Ultimately, however, he aborted that reckless methodology.
Because midway through their cruise, their vards had directly intercepted the path of Admirals Fujitora and Ryokugyu!
Predictably, ever since the intelligence detailing the Navy's global crusade against the resistance had saturated their command channels, a violent, incandescent fire had been burning furiously within the chests of both Luffy and Drake.
The absolute first instinct that materialized the exact microsecond the two Marine Admirals entered their sensory grid was to unleash their absolute arsenal and initiate an unrestricted war.
Drake's tactical models concluded with absolute certainty that these two supreme authorities were the explicit architects responsible for sundering Sabo's line. Concurrently, during the initial phase of the collision, their networks successfully extracted the critical diagnostic data verifying that Sabo's biological signatures remained stable and active.
It was this solitary dataset that permitted their minds to regain a modicum of steady composure.
Seeing Drake seamlessly launch his spatial attacks without a single word of preface, Luffy naturally synchronized his parameters to join the fray. The two brothers double-teamed the Admirals, ruthlessly driving their offensive output to pin the supreme military authorities down in a brutal, crushing stalemate that lasted for hours.
The two Admirals were already operating with heavily depleted stamina reserves from their previous dogfight against Sabo, and as this fresh crucible ground on, both of their physical vessels sustained visible, bleeding lacerations.
Ultimately, it required Mitian directly stepping into the line of fire to force a temporary freeze on the active combat zone. Following that structural halt, Mitian initiated a high-level, completely private conference alongside the two Admirals, entirely detached from the alliance's channels.
Drake possessed zero data regarding what specialized arguments or classified files Mitian brandished during that dialogue. Yet the jaw-dropping outcome verified that upon processing her syllables, the two Marine Admirals actively chose to execute a total strategic withdrawal from the sector, loudly decreeing they would permanently recuse themselves from any subsequent involvement in this specific crusade.
The exact microsecond the words settled, the collective consciousness of the alliance stood completely shell-shocked. Who exactly were these two entities?
They were the absolute peak of the Navy's military power—Marine Admirals, for god's sake!
Yet merely because a handful of syllables had cleared Mitian's lips, they had flatly abandoned an absolute directive handed down by the highest echelons of the global regime.
How could any logical mind process this dataset without experiencing a profound, wide-eyed wave of astonishment?!
Consequently, the mystery shrouding Mitian's institutional identity scaled into an even deeper parameter across their thoughts. To think that the supreme authorities of the Navy would accord this caliber of deference to a mere Vice Admiral.
Evaluating the active layout, her sheer institutional clout appeared significantly deeper than even Vice Admiral Garp's legendary profile.
Following the resolution of that clash, the crew explicitly refrained from pressing Mitian to unravel the underlying secrets. Certain complex equations across this ocean required zero verbal dissection.
Forcing an explanation would only yield diminishing returns.
"SABO!!" Luffy hoisted both arms high into the sky, bellowing at the top of his lungs. Throughout these past few days of intense, high-speed sailing, his boisterous personality had been thoroughly stifled by the tension.
"Shishishi..."
Analyzing the physical behavior of the Vivre Card clutched in his palm, which pointed perfectly toward the heart of this massive island, Luffy's excitement broke all boundaries.
"Whoa..." In the next fraction of a second, Luffy's enthusiastic expression slowly locked up, his entire frame freezing solid as his eyes mapped the visual properties of the terrain.
Gargantuan! Everything was scaled to a terrifying volume.
Every single piece of architectural infrastructure dotting the coastline was staggeringly massive, explicitly engineered to sustain the unique biological proportions of the Giant race.
"This... exactly what manner of country is..." Usopp didn't even wait for the mooring lines to secure, vaulting straight off the high railing of the Thousand Sunny.
"Usopp!!" Chopper let out a high-pitched, panicked screech.
Evaluating the vertical distance of that drop, Usopp... was his vessel structurally capable of buffering the impact without sustaining deep trauma?
Predictably, a split second later, a thunderous, heavy thud resounded across the shoreline stone.
CRASH!
Usopp connected face-first against the bedrock, his body flattening completely against the dirt.
"Gah! Usopp, have your biological systems sustained a critical failure?!" Chopper frantically scrambled down the ship's boarding array, materializing right beside Usopp's frame to launch an emergency medical sweep.
Within a breath, his face warped into an expression of deep, clinical horror. "Cranial anomaly detected—nasal bone fracture!!"
Exactly; Usopp's signature elongated nose had absorbed 100% of the kinetic impact against the solid stone, bending violently at a grotesque angle.
Sustaining a vertical drop of that velocity directly onto a facial extension made a structural fracture perfectly logical.
"Hey! Usopp, exactly what manner of brain-dead maneuver are your motor functions executing?!" Sanji barked, his arms flailing in a mix of intense exasperation and utter helplessness.
"Honestly, what a tool!" Nami muttered, burying her face in her palms with a heavy sigh.
Zoro smoothly cleared the ship's side, his boots planting firmly onto the shore as a sharp, razor-sharp focus hardened his features, systematically analyzing every quadrant of their surroundings.
"It's Elbaf! The active coordinates match the data for Elbaf!" Usopp suddenly snapped his head up, his voice trembling with an unbridled layer of raw emotion despite the blood saturation-bombing his chin.
The colossal, primitive layout of the village, the highly specialized architectural geometry of the heavy timber homes, the gargantuan stone benches—everything vividly preserved the distinct tribal aesthetic of an ancient saga.
Did this horizon not represent the definitive, mythical Land of Warriors—the legendary Kingdom of Giants, Elbaf?!
The supreme beacon that governed his entire pursuit of becoming a brave warrior of the sea—the untouchable domain whose warrior pride served as the absolute pillar of his core beliefs sat right before his boots!
Usopp dragged his broken frame into a cross-legged posture with extreme difficulty, his eyes wide with a pure, quasi-religious awe as he drank in the massive landscape.
He was completely transfixed.
Even a few days prior, when his eyes had mapped the reality-bending spectacle of Drake and Luffy double-teaming two Marine Admirals and ruthlessly driving them across the sky, his internal psychology hadn't registered this depth of absolute shock and incandescent joy.
The sensation was simply too staggering to process.
Their current tracking vector had seamlessly deposited his vessel right onto the long-sought shores of the Land of Warriors, Elbaf!
"So this is the definitive Land of Warriors..." The remaining members of the alliance optimized their sensory tracking, curiously dissecting the colossal geometry of the environment.
Every single asset anchoring this clearing was explicitly scaled to ensure a titan could navigate the parameters with ease.
"The diagnostic data is 100% absolute. There is zero margin for error." Usopp gently brushed Chopper's medical kits aside, forcing his boots forward as he stepped into the vanguard of the group. "This sector is invariably the true biological homeland of Dorry and Brogy—Elbaf!"
"Hey, Usopp! Your facial trauma requires immediate stabilization..." Chopper frantically gave chase, his small hooves pattering against the stone.
"Rest easy, Chopper! Do my own diagnostic systems lack familiarity with my personal vessel? A minor structural scratch of this tier is mathematically irrelevant... SHIIT! HURT, HURT, HURT... slow down the pacing, Chopper!" Usopp's tough facade sundered within a fraction of a microsecond, intense tears of pure agony leaking from his eyes.
Yet Chopper's medical protocols remained entirely unyielding, his hooves executing a high-velocity, forceful pull to cinch the medical bandages tight across his nose.
"YAAAAARGH!!" Usopp shrieked at the top of his lungs.
Witnessing the comical dynamic, a ripple of warm amusement softened the intense focus of the alliance.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
Suddenly, the solid bedrock beneath their boots executed a series of rhythmic, low-frequency micro-tremors. A succession of thunderous, earth-shaking footsteps resonated from the dense treeline, causing the combat networks of the crew to immediately snap into high-alert monitoring.
"Gyahahahaha... what classification of voyagers anchors our shoreline?"
BOOM! BOOM!...
"Has our sovereign sovereign kingdom of Elbaf unsealed its borders to fresh interlopers once more?"
BOOM! BOOM!...
Within a breath, six colossal titans stepped clear of the heavy canopy, materializing directly before their perimeter. Even an individual commanding Luffy's unbothered posture experienced a brief contraction of his gaze.
It was a statistical reality; outside the parameters of a total global war, witnessing an integrated gathering of this many giants simultaneously was an exceptionally rare phenomenon.
Drake, conversely, registered a genuine wave of visual awe. Witnessing these massive biological forms that completely shattered standard human scale was a truly magnificent, breathtaking spectacle.
"The data is officially verified! This horizon is definitively the legendary cradle of the Giant race—Elbaf!" Usopp shouted with explosive enthusiasm.
"If my vessel may initiate a formal inquiry—this sovereign land mass registers as Elbaf, correct?" Although his internal processing units had already locked down an 80% baseline certainty, Usopp couldn't arrest his vocal chords from seeking absolute validation.
"Correct. The coordinate your fleet has breached is indeed Elbaf," one of the giants answered, his deep, baritone voice rumbling across the cove like rolling thunder as his massive eyes systematically charted the structural properties of the alliance.
"Your banners log you as... the Yonko-tier Straw Hat Pirates and the Dragon Flag Pirates!" the titans noted, their colossal features warping into expressions of absolute, wide-eyed disbelief.
Two independent Emperor-caliber armadas actively anchoring a unified front upon their shore?
For what explicit strategic purpose had powerhouses of this terrifying magnitude crossed the borders of Elbaf?
Had their predatory calculations targeted the sovereign territory of the Giant race?
The exact microsecond that hypothesis materialized within their thoughts, the expressions of the titans turned remarkably dark and defensive.
The world-shaking reputations carved by the Yonko fleets were data points they logged with absolute clarity. Set aside a synchronized deployment of two independent Emperors; even if a solitary Yonko chose to launch an unrestricted crusade against their borders, Elbaf's survival metrics would enter a highly critical hazard window.
"Please, your command structure must immediately halt any defensive assumptions! Our vanguard has crossed your perimeter exclusively to execute a search-and-extract operation for a specific asset!" Usopp frantically waved his arms to de-escalate the tension. "Though... it has concurrently been the ultimate dream of my voyage to look upon the glory of Elbaf..."
The expressions of the giants had barely stabilized before warping once more into severe suspicion.
Huh?!
So the underlying calculations of these upstarts did involve targeting the sovereign legacy of Elbaf!
"No, no, no... your processing units are registering a complete false positive! The intent behind my phrasing dictates that my vanguard has harbored a profound, lifelong reverence for the legendary Warrior Spirit of Elbaf. This cruise functions as a formal, respectful visitation!" Usopp corrected himself with frantic haste.
"Exactly! Furthermore, our vanguard maintains an absolute, lifelong bond of friendship alongside Dorry and Brogy!" Luffy laughed boisterously, stepping up to anchor the front.
"You assert that your vessels share a sacred covenant of friendship alongside our two legendary Captains?!" The eyes of the giants widened to the size of massive boulder shields, completely unable to compute the incoming data.