From the onslaught of giants to the heavens and the world

Chapter 1 Do you want to inherit the power of giants?
Marley.

Liberian containment area.

Roget walked out the door, leaning on his cane.

There was a bustling crowd outside the door, and they all wore the same armbands with spike-like patterns painted on them.

Roger also wore armbands, but unlike theirs, his was yellow.

In Marais, the color of the armbands distinguishes the ranks of the Eldians.

Ordinary Eldians are silver-white, and the most advanced ones are red, belonging to the Eldians who have inherited the "power of giants".

Roger dreamed of turning his armband red, because he was a "warrior candidate" of the Marais Empire.

All warrior candidates are eager to inherit the power of giants and get the resounding title of "Honorary Marais".

Because in that way, not only can you obtain extremely powerful giant power, but you can also obtain "freedom" and "privileges". Not only can you leave the containment area to walk freely in Marais, but you can also chat with other Marais at will without being caught by the military police. expulsion.

But these are secondary to Roger.

What he wants to do most now is to send his grandmother suffering from cancer to a high-level hospital in Marais to receive more advanced medical treatment and prolong his life when he really becomes a Marais giant warrior.

only……

All this will come to naught.

Because he's a damn cripple now!

The Malai people are extremely strict in selecting giant warriors, because they are afraid of the hidden dangers of giants running wild or weakening, so all warrior candidates must not be sick.

Although Roger was in good health, damn it, he was missing a leg.

Although the Titan's power can help the successor repair all injuries on the body, will the Marais, who regard Eldians as trash, give the Titan's power to a cripple?

Absolutely not! !
"Polke..." Roger clenched his cane tightly, veins burst out on his forehead, "Wait, even if you inherit the fucking giant, I will tear you to pieces!!"

He roared, stunned the Aldia crowd on the road.

If the Eldians yelled in the containment area, they would most likely be captured by the patrolling military police and smash their teeth at the muzzle of a gun.

But Roger didn't care about it at all. He had lost everything now, and there was absolutely no way to heal his grandmother's illness.

All thanks to the man called "Polk".

Although they are both fighter candidates, Roger's combat talent is more than 01:30 points higher than Polk's.

It's just disgusting that he and Polk's brother were both listed as candidates for the "Giant of the Jaws".

Roger knew that Polk and his elder brother Marcel had been monolithic since they were young. If his elder brother was to lose the election, he would definitely not sit idly by.

But he never expected that Polk would knock him off a cliff during a rainy night training.

Fortunately, he made an emergency and only broke a leg.

But even if a leg is broken, it would be a great loss to Roger!

Full of resentment in his heart, Luo Jie walked on crutches for an unknown amount of time until he arrived at the gate of a school.

The school was founded by an old Aldian, and had to close down because it was often embarrassing from all sides in Marais.

But Roger would often play in it.

pingpong.

Through the fence, Roger looked inside.

Sure enough, as he thought, there were quite a few young people playing, but most of them were watching the game at a table.

"Senior Anderson? He's actually back."

Roger murmured suspiciously.

Anderson is the successor to the current Jaw Giant. He likes to play table tennis on weekdays. Roget met him when he was playing.

It's just that he didn't show up some time ago, and Roger guessed that he should be on a mission.

Thinking of this, Roger planned to go over to say hello to him, but he dismissed the idea when he realized that he was already a useless cripple.

"Forget it, let's go to the hospital first."

Luo Ge thought helplessly, turned around and planned to take another detour.

But at this time...

"Hey! Roger!!"

Suddenly someone in the school yelled loudly and stopped Roger.

Roger turned around and found that it was Senior Anderson, who ran over with a racket at a very fast speed.

When he came in front of Luo Zhi, he noticed Luo Zhi's broken leg at first glance, and there was a trace of complicated emotions in his eyes.

A man walked slowly behind him, dressed in the clothes of a Marais gendarme, but he did not intend to expel Roger and the others.

Roger glanced at the gendarme, thinking that he should be a friend of senior Anderson.

"Roger, I heard about you, and I feel sorry for you." Anderson lowered his head and sighed, "If it wasn't for that accident, you should be able to successfully inherit the giant jaw. What's more, you are still the one I have seen The most suitable person to inherit the giant of the jaw."

"Thank you, Senior Anderson, but it's too late to say anything now."

Roger smiled politely, leaning on crutches and preparing to leave.

But Anderson was not reconciled to letting Roger go away like this.

"Sorry, Mr. Bird Forest, excuse me."

Anderson apologized to the people behind him, jumped over the two-meter-high fence, landed, and grabbed Roger's shoulder.

"Walk with me, Roger. Huh?" He said, looking at Roger.

There was no other way. Roger knew that Senior Anderson was a very stubborn person. If he was not allowed to finish what he wanted to say, he would probably follow him to the hospital.

"Ok."

Luo nodded warmly.

Two people, one supporting the other, were walking down the street.

Nearby is the execution ground, and Aldians who violate the rules are often executed, so no one usually passes by here.

Roger didn't know why he came here.

It might be desperation, he thought.

"I've always thought you're a person like me." Anderson spoke first, "Maybe I'm emotionally partial to you, but among the understudies in this period, you're the person I'm most optimistic about."

"You always say that, why?" asked Roger.

"Why?" Anderson smiled, "Maybe you are good at table tennis. In the whole of Marais, I don't think anyone can keep up with my speed. Unlike you, I haven't even won a single ball. you."

"You're flattering, it's nothing, it's just table tennis." Roger stopped looking at Anderson, but his mind was full of thoughts.

"'Just'?" Anderson yelled suddenly, "Stop making trouble, I guess I can only compete with you when I transform into a giant, and you are so dismissive?!"

Roger didn't know what to say, but just looked ahead without saying a word.

The two fell into a brief silence.

a long time.

Until Anderson let out a long sigh and spoke again, breaking the silence.

"Roger."

"Ah."

……

……

"You...want to inherit the Jaw Giant?"

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