Chapter 382: The Great Hammer Warband

Unknowingly, the sound of cicadas had climbed to the treetops, and lotus leaves had covered the pond; just as spring turned away, summer arrived with impatient haste.

In the Inazuma Shogun's Mansion, the training ground.

As two figures were blasted away by sword intent, Saint Saint Saiwen casually sheathed his blade.

"Not bad, you've improved."

Half a year had passed since Saint Saint Saiwen initiated hellish special training for the Melon-Eating Trio; in short, Saint Saint Saiwen was about to set sail for Mary Geoise.

But from the Melon-Eating Trio's perspective: the price of eating melons was simply too high.

Wasn't it just about eating melons on-site at Onigashima?

As for the full one hundred and eighty days, nearly eighteen hours of hellish special training every single day, crushing them comprehensively from hand-to-hand combat to swordsmanship.

When they were tired or injured, they were forced to eat Senzu Beans.

It is true that the healing effect of Senzu Beans is heaven-defying, but the torment to spirit and will is far beyond what Senzu Beans can cure.

Fortunately, this miserable life was about to come to an end; the Melon-Eating Trio wanted nothing now but to lie down and sleep well.

Furthermore, no matter what happens in the future, under no circumstances must they offend Saint Saint Saiwen.

They might not be human, but Saint Saint Saiwen is truly a dog, and when he acts like a dog, he kills people.

"The World Government's ship has arrived in Inazuma waters." Saint Saint Saiwen spoke as if recounting something trivial: "Tomorrow, I will board the ship and head to Mary Geoise."

Since setting sail again, after years of planning and layout, with the decisive battle imminent, Saint Saint Saiwen felt not a shred of anxiety in his heart.

Failure would merely mean falling into a war of attrition.

But if they win, upon the entire sea, no one will be able to block Saint Saint Saiwen's will to liberate the world.

Becoming the King of the World is secondary; what matters is that Saint Saint Saiwen is about to realize his dream, about to make the sea in his eyes even freer.

Of course, he will definitely become the King of the World.

After all, besides Saint Saint Saiwen, no one on this great sea can bear the honorable title of King of the World.

Upon hearing these words, while Mihawk ate a Senzu Bean to recover his injuries, he muttered a complaint.

"Change the flavor next time; always this taste is hardly an enjoyment."

As the Vice-Captain of the Morning Star Crew, Mihawk was clear about Saint Saint Saiwen's years of planning and layout, and also knew of the partners' all-out struggle along the way.

They had already given their all.

Moreover, what must come will come; rather than twisting oneself in vain and falling into internal friction, it is better to draw the sword and wait, and fight into Mary Geoise with the partners.

Saint Saint Saiwen made a teasing face and cracked a joke.

"Mi-san, the taste of Bald Senzu Beans is excellent; do you two want to try?"

"Damn it." Mihawk's eye corner twitched slightly, involuntarily recalling someone's miserable fate.

"That guy Akainu provoking you was truly a calamity of eight lifetimes."

A distinguished Navy Admiral had actually degenerated into a bald man, forced to wear a Navy hat year-round to conceal it, and all of this stemmed from Saint Saint Saiwen's hand.

With this little interlude, the oppressive atmosphere caused by the approaching great war was instantly replaced by the flavor of eating melons; Shanks and Benn Beckman gathered over and asked.

"What's the situation? Tell us in detail."

Mihawk then slowly recounted the story of Akainu being severely injured and falling into unconsciousness, and Kizaru coming to Inazuma to beg for medicine.

"In other words," Beckman stroked his chin, grasping the blind spot in this statement, "Kizaru is actually one of us?"

Good heavens, truly worthy of being Saint Saint Saint Saiwen.

Digging up the wall and recruiting into the Navy; the key is that he actually succeeded in recruiting a Navy Admiral, simply a model for our generation of pirates.

"You'll know when the time comes." Mihawk deliberately kept them in suspense: "Actually, there are quite a few of us inside the Navy."

Having said that, Mihawk changed the subject.

"Is everything arranged?"

"Hmm." Saint Saint Saiwen casually opened a spatial door: "Rest well first; when the time comes, wait for my signal. I'll go to Elbaf first to fetch the Giant King."

"Good." Mihawk nodded.

As for what the specific signal is?

As an old-school pirate, before fighting Imu, Saint Saint Saiwen would definitely first smash two tons of Conqueror's Haki.

Given the quality and intensity of Saint Saint Saiwen's and Imu's Conqueror's Haki, any island close enough to Mary Geoise would definitely be able to sense it.

The Morning Star Crew's base at the entrance to the New World, Karai-Bari Island, happened to be a perfect forward outpost.

Upon receiving the decisive battle signal, the Morning Star Crew and friendly high-end combat power could descend upon Mary Geoise via Jin Ni's Door-Door Fruit ability.

In addition, bringing the Giant King over in advance would also facilitate rescuing the Great Hammer Warband, frozen in Punk Hazard, once the great war begins.

The Great Hammer Warband is not only the builder of the Ancient Weapon Pluto and the Noah Ark of Fish-Man Island, but also the only existence capable of making them ready.

Even more critical is—

The Great Hammer Warband's more than one hundred members possess many pure-blooded Ancient Giant warriors, constituting a combat force that cannot be ignored.

Many years ago.

The World Government sent the former Ice-Ice Fruit user to lure the Great Hammer Warband to Punk Hazard, instantly freezing and capturing everyone alive with ice abilities.

They were then used as live specimens for human gigantification experiments to create controllable giant weapons.

With Lightning Squirrel Iron Thunder's ability, he is fully capable of rescuing the frozen Great Hammer Warband; paired with the Senzu Beans provided by Saint Saint Saiwen, in the blink of an eye, a fully restored Ancient Giant army could be in position.

This is also Saint Saint Saiwen's last reserve force.

And the task of rescuing the Great Hammer Warband belongs solely to the Giant King Harald, who possesses Ancient Giant bloodline, and the father-son pair Loki who consumed the Nidhogg form.

Watching Saint Saint Saiwen disappear through the spatial door, Mihawk's eagle-like eyes burned with fighting spirit.

"We should also start moving."

Giant Kingdom, Elbaf.

Just as he arrived at the Elbaf Palace, the thunderous training cries of the giant warriors echoed in Saint Saint Saiwen's ears.

"Not bad, old Harald."

Before Harald could open his mouth with a grin, Loki swung a massive iron hammer forged from Elbaf divine iron straight at him.

"Little Bai Mao, take this hammer!"

Seeing this, Saint Saint Saiwen looked at Tielei.

"Tielei, go play with Loki."

Having never personally experienced the loss of his adoptive mother or the death of his biological father, Loki was still a complete brat; Saint Saint Saiwen simply had no interest in sparring with a little kid.

Even if Loki consumed the Nidhogg form, without Tielei, Loki was not yet in his complete form.

"Oi."

Tielei immediately transformed into a giant hammer form and became entangled with Loki.

Saint Saint Saiwen then flashed instantly to Harald's shoulder.

"Tomorrow I will board a World Government warship and head to Mary Geoise. You and Loki go to Inazuma first; later, bring Tielei to Punk Hazard to rescue the Frozen Great Hammer Battalion."

"Kizaru will coordinate with your actions."

"Finally, the war is about to begin." Harald paused: "I'll go tell Elder Aruru."

Even if he took all his elite warriors to Inazuma, Harald did not worry about problems arising in Elbaf; throughout the latter half of the New World seas, except for the Whole Cake Island, all were territories of the Morning Star Group.

Unless Charlotte Linling was out of her mind, she would not rashly attack while Elbaf was empty.

Such a thing should be impossible, right?