San Juan Wolf, a man who will not be overlooked no matter what.

It took four Ultramans to reach the height of his head, which meant that San Juan would be the focus of attention wherever he went.

But in the midst of this war, he has been reduced to a backdrop that no one cares about.

Because since the beginning of the war, San Juan has been standing on the edge of the advancing city in a daze, and has never participated in the war.

And his perspective is different from that of normal people:

The great battle between the navy and Whitebeard looked like two ants fighting in San Juan's eyes.

And the ice age of Kuzanna, which froze the sea, was roughly an extra skating rink in San Juan's eyes.

Ace's flames, Yellow Ape's lasers, and Akainu's lava are terrifying tricks that can easily change the world, and in San Juan's eyes, they are a brilliant fireworks.

Only Whitebeard's earth-shattering power could make San Juan, who was watching the battle, tremble.

So, despite the fierce fighting, San Juan's expression remained calm as usual.

It wasn't until he saw Galen, who became conspicuous after becoming a giant, in the battle array...

"I'm going to stomp on you!"

San Juan stopped Galen with a kick and screamed in exasperation.

"Why?!"

Looking at the calf in front of him, which was several times larger than his giant body, Galen had a headache.

"Because you bullied me before!"

San Juan said angrily.

“......”

Galen was a little speechless.

He had indeed scolded San Juan for his oral hygiene problems before, but he didn't expect San Juan to really stare at him like a grudge-minded child.

San Juan clenched his fists, leaned down slightly, and aimed the hundred-meter giant face at Galen:

"You bullied me, they haven't helped me beat you yet."

"Then, I'll do it myself!"

It's still the abyssal mouth, it's still the biochemical poison wind, it's still the familiar smell.

"What a big breath!"

Galen covered his mouth and nose with difficulty.

And behind San Juan's childlike personality is always hidden a tyrannical desire for destruction, which is the root cause of his heinous criminal.

Determined to take revenge on Galen with his own hands, San Juan did not hesitate in the slightest move.

In the huge shadow that obscured the sun, a huge fist slammed down.

Although his body looked sluggish and bulky, it was still sharp and deadly when he moved his hands.

From Galen's point of view, the fist that fell on his head looked like a huge mountain, and it was very appropriate to describe it as Tarzan overpowering.

"Shave!"

Galen used the body of a giant to perform the Navy Six, and suddenly set off a polar storm on the glacier.

But this storm, for San Juan, could only make him feel a chill in his calves.

Galen managed to dodge with his nimble stance, allowing the fist to crash into the empty glacier.

At this moment, the glacier collapsed in the great force, and the cracks eroded for miles.

The force that escaped shook the whole earth, making everyone on the ice a little unstable.

With one blow, San Juan almost stole the limelight from Whitebeard.

"What a strong force."

Galen's expression became serious.

He had slain medium-sized Sea Kings several times larger, but he had never seen such terrifying power from those behemoths.

Sure enough, San Juan's reputation as a heinous criminal is more than just his size.

In Galen's shock, San Juan withdrew his massive fist embedded in the glacier.

Seeing that San Juan's second punch was about to fall, Galen finally stopped hesitating.

He took a deep breath and poured all his strength into his tense legs.

Then, leaping from the glacier, he struck San Juan in the calf with a sword:

"Wrath of Justice!"

"Slash!"

Galen swung out a sword, and the sword qi was as wide as a hundred meters.

This is the super-large sword qi that the great swordsmen have specially tempered for giant warships and sea kings, and it is a veritable ship slashing sword.

Galen doesn't usually use such slashes:

Because this move expands the range of slashes, the power cannot be condensed and concentrated like normal slashes, and the power will naturally be reduced a lot.

This kind of slash can easily be cut in two against ordinary warships and sea kings, but it has little effect on San Juan's body:

I saw that the giant sword qi had just cut through San Juan's incomparably tough skin, and it was immediately blocked by a thick layer of fat.

Eventually, the sword qi silently annihilated in front of San Juan's muscles and bones.

Blood gushed like a reservoir and flowed down like a waterfall, eventually staining the entire land red.

- This is the perspective of ordinary people.

For San Juan, the injury was roughly like an average person getting a utility knife cut on the calf.

Still, San Juan screamed angrily in the midst of this anguish:

"It hurts!"

"Damn!! I'll kill you! ”

In the roar of thunderclouds, the expression on San Juan's face was only violent and manic.

He slammed his kick into the air, and then quickly followed up with a punch.

In the midst of the fists and kicks, the glacier under his feet had been trampled alive to the point of minus thirty meters above sea level.

After Kuzan and Whitebeard, San Juan also became a game-changer in the battlefield terrain.

Galen dodged several blows in quick succession, and finally decided to attack in a different way:

"Demacia Justice!"

This skill is based on the size of the enemy, and the sound and light effects are arranged to ensure that everyone can eat enough large swords.

So, after Galen's sword was slashed...

The whole sky lit up.

There is not the slightest exaggeration in this sentence.

In order to envelop San Juan's massive size, the golden pillar of light swelled to a full hundred meters wide.

Looking up at the sky, it seemed that the entire galaxy had fallen here with the sword light.

This majesty is as sacred, majestic and terrifying as the coming of the gods.

At this moment, the entire battlefield fell silent.

All the powerhouses couldn't help but stop their earth-destroying offensive, and all of them cast their curious eyes on the sword that illuminated the entire sky.

And after seeing this extremely thick beam, the yellow ape once again fell into a deep silence.

Pity...

The special effects are good-looking, but the feelings of the users are as follows:

"It's a little hot."

San Juan was very candid about his feelings.

Galen withdrew his broadsword with some embarrassment, and it occurred to him that he thought:

Aside from the evil bonus, the base damage of his great sword is actually fixed.

This sword slashed at a normal human being, which was enough to make people disappear in an instant.

But for San Juan, who is as big as a mountain, his "blood bar" is almost 10,000 times longer than that of ordinary people...

The power of the sword was completely spread over San Juan's immense body, and not even a single symbolic burn was slashed.

"What a nuisance..."

Galen muttered casually, but there was no nervousness in his eyes.

Because in the battle just now, Galen had already discovered a fatal flaw in San Juan:

Although he is more powerful than Galen could have imagined in terms of strength and defense, but...

Still not agile enough.

Those attacks that were extremely fierce in the eyes of others, unavoidable, and eroded thousands of meters with one punch were all easily dodged by Galen, who was even faster.

With such an agility advantage, Galen could consume San Juan alive even if he used his sword qi to give him a pedicure.

However, for this kind of large size and sluggishness, Galen has more targeted and lethal tricks:

Flying swords.

Now the 20-meter-tall Galen is facing the 200-meter-tall San Juan, just like the previous 2-meter-tall Galen is facing the 20-meter-tall giant Brown.

And the result, naturally, will not make any difference.

Thinking of this, Galen jumped back a few steps, ready to find an opportunity to rush to San Juan's chest and give him a trick "Kill - Touch Your Chest in Your Arms".

Although this kind of action is a little indecent, it is indeed useful, and Galen can only prepare in his heart to meet everyone's strange eyes.

However, after Galen took a few steps back at random...

Galen's foot, unexpectedly guessed a spell fragment.

There were many spell fragments on the battlefield, and Galen had inadvertently stepped on a dozen or so of them after becoming a giant.

But the battle was very fierce, and most of the fruit abilities were frivolous, so Galen didn't care much.

But...

This Devil Fruit is not the same as those garbage goods.

As soon as it appeared in Galen's skill box, it captured Galen's full attention:

【Animal Department, Human Fruit, Big Buddha Form】

"This..."

Galen suddenly looked at the Warring States Marshal who was not far away in the battle between the Golden Buddha and the Whitebeard:

The power of this fruit made the Warring States, who was more than two meters tall, transform into a great Buddha with a body that was better than that of the giant clan.

So, what if you apply it to yourself, who is already 20 meters tall?

A bold idea struck Galen's mind.

At this time, San Juan had already shot again in anger:

He lifted his mountain-heavy legs and stomped on Galen.

Comparing the size of the two, San Juan's movements are as simple and unforgiving as stepping on a rat to death.

But this time, Galen didn't hide.

He seemed to be frightened, and just stayed there in a daze, waiting for the giant leg to fall.

But just when San Juan's feet were about to crush Galen...

Under his feet, a light suddenly appeared!

In the midst of this brilliant light, a huge golden fist rose into the sky.

San Juan's body, which was as steady as Tarzan, was immediately staggered by the fist, and he almost fell to the ground.

And after he took a few steps back, San Juan was shocked to discover:

In the midst of that dazzling light, a giant of light was born.

And this giant is no less massive than San Juan.

"This..."

"This is my ability?"

Looking at Galen, who was also covered in golden Buddha light, but was as majestic as the Red Clay Continent...

Sengoku, like Joz and Yellow Ape, fell into a deep silence.

In a trance, he felt that he might have eaten a fake fruit.