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Chapter 589: Yaru's Excitement!

Meanwhile, inside the royal palace of Elbaf!

The Straw Hat crew was led by Hajrudin into the palace hall.

The battlefield outside is in chaos.

The dragon's roar just now was extremely loud.

Even if they had to hide deep inside the palace.

You can hear it too!

"That idiot Luffy... I hope he doesn't get into trouble?"

Usopp's voice was trembling as he spoke.

Haildin stood guard at the entrance to the hall with a group of giant warriors.

The battle axe was gripped tightly. The iron shield was held horizontally in front of them. Every face was tense.

The giants are always ready to fight to the death.

Suddenly, all the noise disappeared.

It's not that the fighting outside has stopped.

It was something higher that pressed down.

An indescribable, terrifying aura swept down from the very top of the World Tree.

It pierced through the several-foot-thick stone wall of the palace in an instant, causing everyone inside to feel the 222.

The atmosphere inside the palace instantly became tense.

The aura that suddenly appeared was not as crazy as the black dragon's.

But it is older. Deeper. Higher.

It carries the majestic, disdainful air of the midnight sun, like a sword hanging overhead.

Usopp collapsed onto the ground, panting heavily. Chopper, terrified, curled up into a ball of fur, his entire body bristling.

The giant warrior's expression changed as well.

Hajrudin gripped his massive shield tightly. His palms were sweaty. His enormous body was taut and stiff. He scanned his surroundings in terror, completely unaware of what was happening.

The anomaly occurred at that moment.

Elder Yaru, standing in the center of the hall, froze.

He is the oldest giant in Elbaf. He has witnessed too much history.

But at this moment, he lost all composure.

The oppressive aura swept over his body.

Aruru seemed struck by lightning. His entire tall body convulsed violently. From his shoulders to his fingertips, from his waist to his legs, every aged muscle spasmed wildly. His beard trembled uncontrollably.

"Elder!"

Haildin's expression changed. He stepped forward. He thought the elder had been attacked by an invisible force.

"Don't go over there!"

Robin spoke up to stop him.

Yaru loosened his grip on the cane.

"Bang!"

All eyes were fixed on Aruru.

Yaru turned around.

The dim firelight illuminated his face.

His old face now showed signs of great excitement.

This wasn't just ordinary excitement; it was extreme excitement.

He suddenly tilted his head back. His gaze seemed to pierce through the roof of the palace, looking straight up at the top of the World Tree.

That look in his eyes was so fanatical, it didn't seem like something an old man should have.

"Ha ha ha ha--"

No, it's "Hahahaha!"

A sudden burst of loud laughter erupted.

Laughter echoed throughout the entire palace hall.

He lacked even the slightest bit of the composure of an elder.

Only madness. Only unbridled abandon. Only extreme fanaticism.

Yaruru smiled.

A stream of cloudy tears welled up in his eyes.

He couldn't hold on any longer.

"Thump"

No, it's a "plop".

This revered elder of the giant race actually knelt down heavily.

Aruru doesn't care about the dignity of giants.

He faced the World Tree, his hands trembling as he stretched out his fingers wide, as if trying to embrace that invisible aura.

That posture, burning with piety.

He opened his throat. His voice was hoarse, yet it pierced the entire hall.

"Lord Divine Eagle!"

"The power of light!"

"You...you're really back?!"

This statement was like a thunderclap.

The sound echoed throughout the entire hall.

Lord Divine Eagle?

The power of light?

These two words entered the minds of everyone present.

The giant warriors looked at each other, their eyes filled with disbelief.

In their minds, Elbaf is only about the worship of the sun god and the legendary god of war, and only about the glory of warriors.

What kind of Divine Eagle is this?

This oldest elder revealed a secret that even they did not know for the first time.

Aruru ignored the shock of those around him. He was completely absorbed in his own world.

He closed his eyes.

His hands remained raised high. The maniacal laughter on his face gradually subsided.

Instead, a sacred and solemn expression appeared.

His lips moved rapidly.

A strange sound escaped from his throat.

It was an obscure, ancient Elbaf language.

They say things completely differently now than they do now.

The voice had a distinct intonation.

He was praying.

He was welcoming the gods.

The air in the hall seemed to be led by this language.

The entire hall was deathly silent.

No one dared to speak. No one dared to interrupt.

Time seemed to stand still inside the palace.

Nami and Usopp were completely dumbfounded.

Usopp's legs were trembling like a leaf.

He scrambled and crawled behind a thick stone pillar. Only when he clung to this pillar did he feel safe.

He clung to the pillar, cautiously peeking out half his head. His eyes were wide open, like saucers.

He swallowed hard. He turned to look at Halding beside him.

"Feed... Halding..."

His voice was extremely low, trembling with tears.

"What happened to him? How did he suddenly turn into this grotesque state?"

Usopp felt that Aruru was possessed by some evil spirit. His fanatical demeanor was completely unlike the wise elder he usually knew. And the strange language he spoke sent chills down Usopp's spine.

Nami did not dodge.

She stared intently at the frenzied Aruru. She was extremely tense.

She held the weather stick horizontally in front of her.

After all, Aruru's current state was too eerie. She didn't know if the elder might suddenly lose control. She had to protect her companions behind her.

Hajrudin heard Usopp's words and lowered his head.

This giant prince of Elbaf had two words written on his face: bewilderment.

He looked at Yaru, who was kneeling on the ground, constantly chanting ancient words. His eyes were full of confusion.

He raised his enormous right hand. He scratched his head in frustration, his rough knuckles making a rustling sound as he gripped his hair.

He looked at Usopp and shook his head helplessly.

"I don't know either."

The voice was low and somber, and the person felt a sense of frustration and oppression.

"I have never seen the elder like this before."

He sighed. He lowered his hand. He stared at the cane on the table.

"Elbaf has a very long history."

"There is a lot of history that our younger generation of soldiers don't know at all."

"Perhaps the elder sensed something from Elbaf's past."

The hall fell silent again.

Only Aruru's indistinct prayers remained. Over and over again, washing over everyone's ears.

Just then—

Robin, who was always the calmest in the group, noticed something was wrong.

She always stood in the shadows.

His gaze swept back and forth between Yaru and Haildin. A bright light shone in his deep eyes.

That was the look in her eyes when she was preoccupied with the historical texts and the hidden truths.

She grasped the key information.

"Lord Divine Eagle."

"The power of light."

These two words were the key information. They instantly flooded her mind, into the vast amount of historical information he possessed.

If what Aruru said is true, the Nighoggi Devil Fruit that Loki ate represents destruction and darkness.

Does the divine eagle that Aruru keeps talking about represent the power of light?

The core secrets of Nalbaf are far more than what they have already seen.

Then there is another ancient era that no one knows about!

Robin took a step.

She ignored the oppressive aura emanating from her and walked straight to Halding's massive feet.

She tilted her head slightly. Her long black hair floated gently in the air.

She looked at Halding's bewildered face.