Surtur! The Blazing Flame Giant!

It should be said that having one's soul extracted is a very strange feeling.

When Aunt Linlin used her powers on Ian, he felt something inside him about to burst out.

Even if they were to revert to human form now, suppressing this restless energy would be easy.

But Ian didn't.

Small, translucent spheres floated out of his chest.

Ian stared at the spheres. Were these his own souls?

It really doesn't look impressive; there's not a single unusual sign.

Forget about something glittering with gold and blazing with fire, at least make it unique.

"About five years of soul,"

Charlotte Linlin said with a hint of mockery, "Unlike me, you can't replenish your soul. Once it's gone, it's really gone. Are you sure you're okay with that? If you change your mind, I can give it back to you."

At least for Charlotte Linlin, the soul represents lifespan, and taking a soul is taking away lifespan.

Extracting souls to create Homie, of course, also requires consuming one's lifespan.

"It doesn't matter."

Ian spoke calmly.

What's a mere five years of lifespan?

As I said before, there are countless things in this world that can solve the problem of lifespan.

"Mama, Mama! Great!"

Charlotte Linlin admired it.

If you don't even have this level of ambition to become stronger, how can you become a powerful being who surpasses everything?

"Then, let us witness its birth!"

Charlotte Linlin gently pushed, and the soul extracted from Ian's chest was instantly injected into the ball of red flame floating in his hand.

The human form also has some control over fire; otherwise, this whole process would be quite complicated.

The flames immediately began to flicker.

Ian was somewhat expectant.

What will his signature Soul Weapon look like?

Um?

Etc!

Ian suddenly remembered something, "Aunt Linlin, how do we control its appearance?"

"Mama, Mama! You little devil! Can't you feel it yet?"

Charlotte Linlin laughed heartily, "I haven't put any restrictions on it, it's entirely yours! You can change it however you want! But remember, once it's set, it can't be changed again!"

Yes!

It belongs entirely to me!

Ian had already sensed it.

A strange connection bound him to the fireball in his hand.

It seems I can decide what it looks like.

You're creating a character, right?

Excellent, it's a perfect match for my major.

Well then, let it be like this.

The ball of flame in his hand gradually began to change shape.

It transformed into a tiny human form.

It was about the size of Ian's head and was entirely red.

It has a big, round head, a small body, a pair of hands that are relatively large for its body, and a small tail behind its rear end.

However, the most striking feature is the pair of long horns extending from the sides of the large head, each of which branches downwards from the middle.

Pretty cute.

Ian's lips curled into a smile.

I took a slight reference to the image of the Fire Spirit held by Yoh in Shaman King.

After all, this is a spirit of fire.

The moment its form was confirmed, the Fire Spirit opened its large eyes on its round head, revealing a pair of golden eyes filled with a bewildered expression.

It saw Ian.

A look of joy instantly spread across her round face. She leaped away from Ian's hand and happily hugged Ian's face.

"Dad!"

Ian felt a warm sensation on his face. Although it was Homie created using the Divine Wrath Flame, in this form it lacked not only destructive power but also the high temperature of flames.

It's like a fluffy doll, soft and warm.

It's amazing that, although its true form is a ball of flame, it now possesses a physical form.

However, Ian thought about it again. If Zeus wasn't mentioned, Charlotte Linlin's Prometheus was the same, also a giant fireball, but occasionally he could take over Zeus's task of carrying Charlotte Linlin.

Perhaps it's just a common practice.

Ian removed the Fire Spirit from his face and gently tapped its little belly. The Fire Spirit immediately squinted its eyes comfortably, like a kitten.

"Not Dad,"

Ian corrected, "It's the master."

"Owner!"

The Fire Spirit flew merrily from Ian's hand, flitting around Ian like a little elf from a myth.

"Since it is a spirit born from flames,"

Ian thought for a moment, "Then you can be called Surtur."

While the name Frem is not bad, Aunt Linlin has mentioned both Zeus and Prometheus, so I naturally need to come up with a more prestigious name for mine.

"Surtur, it is Surtur!"

Fire Spirit didn't know what the name meant; she was just happy to have a name.

"Mama, Mama! Ian! I've done what I promised you, so shouldn't you keep your promise too?"

Aunt Linlin was quite impatient.

"Certainly,"

Ian nodded gently. "Aunt Linlin, you should go back and prepare for the banquet."

"Mama, Mama! I'm waiting for your good news!"

After saying this, she rode Zeus back to the Queen Mama Chanter.

Ian also fell downwards, landing lightly on the deck of the Golden Flying Dragon.

"Ian! Are you alright?"

Hancock nervously looked Ian up and down, worried that Ian might have been injured.

"We just chatted."

Ian said, "I also made a deal with Aunt Linlin."

"Trade?"

Jack asked in surprise, "Brother Ian, what kind of deal—"

"Ian! What is this?"

Yamato exclaimed in surprise.

She noticed the Fire Spirit Surtur, who was cautiously hiding behind Ian, and her eyes lit up as she reached out to grab him.

"Master, save me!"

Surtur, being a bit timid, immediately cried out and flew to the top of Ian's head, clutching his hair and trembling.

"Hey!"

Now, everyone saw it.

Everyone was stunned.

"It is Surtur, the product of my transaction with Aunt Linlin."

Ian told his friends about the deal he had just made with Charlotte Linlin.

"Eh! Five years of lifespan!!"

Hancock panicked, her eyes reddening, and for the first time, she said angrily to Ian, "Ian! Why did you do this?!"

"Brother Ian!"

Jack was also somewhat moved.

Enel, who was cowering to one side, was somewhat gloating.

This guy better die soon.

"A mere five years of lifespan."

Ian casually replied, "It's totally worth it."

They will understand the horror of Surtur later.

The expressions on the faces of the group members were somewhat complicated and hard to describe.

They were once again convinced that Ian had truly spared no effort in making himself stronger, a trait he had maintained since childhood.

"Hehehe, I want a clone like that too!"

While everyone else was worried about Ian, only Yamato spoke up with a grin.

"Just forget about it."

Ian rolled his eyes.

Since this girl doesn't have Divine Wrath Flame like mine that can deliver a decisive blow as a vessel, there's no point in her creating an ice sprite.

Then, Ian looked at Dorry and Brogy.

"I'm sorry, I made that promise to Charlotte Linlin without my consent."

"Crackling sounds! What kind of friends could this be!"

Brogy laughed heartily, "It's just a banquet! It wouldn't be bad to eat that woman up and vent our anger!"

"Yes! And,"

Dorry lowered his voice, "If you refuse, it won't be so easy for us to leave, right?"

Ian chuckled softly.

Dorry understands.

Aunt Linlin's obsession with the giants had reached the point where she was willing to swallow her anger in front of him, so how could she possibly let them leave obediently?

While physical violence is unlikely, it's unavoidable that they'll follow you relentlessly, like a persistent leech, their main purpose being to annoy you.

"So,"

Ian smiled and said, "Just enjoy this banquet."

"Oh!!"

Then, a little later, on the deck of the Queen Mama Chanter.

This ship is an even larger giant vessel than the Golden Flying Dragon, almost like a sea fortress.

What's even more impressive is that because the entire ship is composed of Homie with their own lives, it doesn't need any human control; it can sail on its own.

Even more luxuriously, the ship was equipped with Homie cannons that could automatically aim themselves.

In a word, advanced.

At this moment, the two ships were side by side, and Ian led his friends onto the deck of this ship.

"Mama, Mama! Welcome to our home!"

Aunt Linlin came to greet us personally, saying, "The food is ready!"

Following behind her were the high-ranking officials of the Charlotte Family.

Ian glanced at it briefly.

Katakuri, Cracker, Oven, Comport, Amande...

Quite a few high-ranking officials did come.

It seems Linlin still has a high opinion of herself.

They didn't just bring some random fish.

Behind the officials, an enormous table, almost large enough to be used as a sports field, was piled high with delicious food, the enticing aroma making one's mouth water.

Ian chuckled, "Then we won't stand on ceremony, Aunt Linlin."

"Mama, Mama! Eat as much as you can, kid!"

Charlotte Linlin laughed heartily, "There's plenty of food! Take your seats!"

So everyone moved toward that table.

To be honest, even though he knew Aunt Linlin did it to make it easier for the four giants to eat, the table was still so big that Ian felt uncomfortable.

You have to shout to talk to the person sitting across from you.

As he took his seat, Ian greeted his old acquaintances.

"Hey, it's been a while, Katakuri, Cracker."

Katakuri nodded slightly to Ian in response.

"Tsk! Ian!"

Cracker's reaction was much more intense. He muttered, "I've become stronger! You just wait until next time we fight!"

I am not unfamiliar with them either.

In the two-year-long battle for New World territory, Ian has fought against Katakuri and Cracker.

Ian's encounter with Katakuri ended in a draw. At that time Katakuri, who had mastered Observation Haki Future Sight, was helpless and couldn't land a hit.

However, Cracker has been genuinely "beaten up" by Ian several times.

If it weren't for the good relationship between their parents, this guy would have been turned to ashes long ago.

At this moment, facing Cracker's provocation, Ian simply smiled and said, "Very well, the future is yours."

Cracker was so angry he was practically fuming.

He was a full seventeen years older Ian.

Then, everyone took their seats, and the banquet began.

Aunt Linlin didn't even touch the tempting desserts in front of her; instead, she began to reminisce about her time in the Giant Kingdom.

Ian couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "Aunt Linlin has matured so much."

Aunt Linlin recalled her initial discomfort upon arriving in Elbaf, and then the warm help she received from the giants, and even shed two tears as she spoke.

Ian almost stood up and applauded.

Of all the people he had ever met, only Uncle Kizaru could rival his acting skills.

"Elbaf is my true home, a place I will never forget."

Aunt Linlin sighed in the end.

Only.

Nobody paid any attention to her.

Let's not even talk about her friends; they have nothing to say to her. Even Enel was completely captivated by the fruit on the table, and he devoured it without any regard for his divine image.

Not to mention Dorry and Brogy, they were stuffing food into their mouths like starving ghosts, and occasionally gulping down a glass of wine.

They were already preoccupied with eating, so they had no time to listen to Aunt Linlin's long-winded speech.

Aunt Linlin was so angry that her face was trembling, and she glared fiercely at Ian.

Kid, didn't you say you'd give me a chance to communicate? Where's the chance? These two giant bastards won't even give me a single comment about the food!

Ian wiped his mouth.

Okay.

Perfect timing, I wanted to test that out too.

"Just eating is a bit too boring."

Ian spoke.

Well, because of the size of the table, I was actually shouting at the top of my lungs.

"Oh?"

Aunt Linlin immediately retorted, "So what do you want to do, kid?"

"Let's liven things up!"

Ian said, "With combat."

"Oh!!"

The two giants, who had been engrossed in their food, suddenly looked up, their eyes lighting up.

"Crackling sounds like a lot of fun!"

Brogy laughed.

Genius! Ian, you really are a genius!

Aunt Linlin's face lit up with a smile.

Yes!

The Giant tribe' thirst for battle is truly unparalleled!

"I'll do it!"

Cracker stood up the next instant, his eyes full of provocation as he looked at Ian.

This guy wears a biscuit armor even while eating, it's amazing he can get the biscuits to make that expression.

"Ian! Let me see your power of two billion!"

"Do you also want to provoke Ian?"

I'll turn you to stone!

Yamato and Hancock slammed their fists on the table and stood up instantly.

However, Ian immediately pressed them back into their seats.

Then.

"Surtur, go and take care of him."

Ian said.

"Huh?"

Surtur, who had been quietly perched on Ian's shoulder like a decorative doll, raised his head and said somewhat timidly, "Master, Master, me, me?"

This guy seems a bit timid.

Ian thought.

Go ahead.

He said.

"Okay, okay."

Surtur flew up in fear and headed towards Cracker.

"Hey! Ian!"

Cracker was instantly enraged.

Homie?

I don't know why Ian has Homie, but you bastard, you're really underestimating people!

"Cracker! Go!"

But then, Cracker suddenly heard his mother's voice.

His body trembled.

My Mama wants me to fight this Homie?

Cracker was very confused, but it was his Mama's order, and he couldn't disobey it.

He could only leave with a sullen face.

Immediately, not far from the dining table, Cracker and Surtur was floating in the air with some fear, confronted each other.

"Hey, Ian, are you sure there won't be any problems?"

Dorry asked curiously, "Such a cute little thing?"

Don't underestimate it!

It was Aunt Linlin who spoke, "That's Homie I made by mixing Ian's soul with his flames!"

"Yeah?"

Brogy laughed heartily, "Then I'll be looking forward to it!"

Aunt Linlin had a bright smile on her face.

And that's how they started chatting!

"Hey! Show me what you've got!"

Cracker looked impatiently at the tiny fire sprite in front of him.

Let's take care of this guy with one move.

After we take care of this guy, then we'll fight that bastard Ian!

"Owner..."

Surtur timidly turned to look at Ian.

"Fight, Surtur, Battle Form!"

Ian said.

His words were like a command, instantly flipping a switch within Surtur's body.

Bear!!

A brilliant golden flame erupted from the Fire Spirit's small body in an instant.

The next moment, Surtur's petite body suddenly swelled up.

"Oh! It's gotten bigger!!"

Yamato screamed.

"It even changed color!"

Hancock was also taken aback.

Surtur, who emerged from the flames, had grown from a tiny sprite the size of a basketball to a giant over twenty meters tall.

Its body changed from red to golden yellow, while its originally golden eyes and the horns on its head, which had expanded and become extremely sharp, turned red.

The body has elongated, becoming closer to the size of an adult, but the legs and torso still appear slender.

His arms grew longer and larger, as if they had become giant arm armor, and his ten fingers became extremely sharp, like the claws of a wild beast.

"Let me burn you to ashes!"

Even his voice had become much deeper, and he roared as he looked down at Cracker, "How dare you oppose your master! You're courting death!!"

Ian's lips twitched slightly.

It's not just the size that's getting bigger, right?

"Oh oh!"

Yamato's eyes lit up. "So cool!!"

Ian's lips curled into a smile.

How could he not be handsome?

I adjusted this on purpose.

"Turn to ashes, you ants!"

Surtur's enormous claws reached straight for Cracker.

Bear!!

A brilliant golden flame rose from his hand, instantly raising the surrounding temperature to an astonishing level.

Cracker's expression suddenly changed.

This temperature is too high for cookies to withstand; they'll just evaporate!

A biscuit shield instantly appeared on the biscuit armor's hand, covered by Black Haki.

Boom!!

The enormous claw slammed into the shield, sending Cracker staggering backward.

The power is indeed astonishing, but the explosive force of this flame is just too exaggerated!!

Ian chuckled softly.

That's for sure.

Surtur is essentially his clone; the little guy's flames are bound to him.

As for why it's a golden flame, it can only be said that the red destructive flame is itself a sublimation of the golden flame, only with the concept of destruction added to it.

Surtur, the embodiment of Divine Wrath Flame, naturally also possesses the ability to wield golden flames.

Now is not the time to use the red flame.

After blocking Surtur's attack, Cracker, of course, didn't just take the hit; he retaliated by slicing Surtur's body in two with his sword.

But this is completely meaningless.

After all, like Zeus and Prometheus, Surtur has no physical form, so even attacks imbued with Haki cannot harm it.

We need either Brook from Soul Attack, or Aunt Linlin herself.

Elementalization?

Enel's eyes widened.

Is this guy also Logia?

"Clap clap clap!"

Cracker's face darkened, and he began clapping repeatedly.

Numerous biscuit crumbs flew from the palms of the biscuit armor, instantly forming Biscuit Soldiers around the Fire Spirit.

But.

"Watch me burn you all to ashes!!"

Surtur roared with all his might.

Boom!!

A dazzling golden flame, emanating from its center, rippled outwards like a tidal wave.

Almost instantly, all the Biscuit Soldiers were engulfed in flames and burned to ashes.

Even the deck of the Queen Mama Chanter was instantly burned through with a huge hole.

"Ugh!!"

Even Cracker's true form could only use his shield to block the flames.

The power of this fire is outrageous!

But!

Cracker suddenly looked up.

To think you can defeat me like that is wishful thinking!

He was like a reef in the ocean tide, forcefully splitting the surging waters into a crack.

It itself remains unmoved!

Haki, kid!

Ian smiled. "Surtur, go all out."

"Yes, Master!"

Surtur's voice was like thunder.

The next instant, the colors on its body reversed.

Its body turned bright red, while its eyes and horns turned golden.

"You're finished! You idiot!"

The giant of fire roared, its enormous claws reaching straight for the biscuit armor.

Cracker tried to block with his shield, but the moment the black shield touched Surtur's scarlet claws, the dark Haki covering it exploded.

Then, the biscuit shield was instantly annihilated.

The jet-black claws plunged straight in.

The biscuit armor offered absolutely no resistance and crumbled in the second instant.

Then, all that remained was Cracker inside the armor, staring in astonishment at the claws reaching towards him.

His face was full of confusion.

However, Surtur's claw strike missed its mark.

"Um?"

Surtur looked around somewhat blankly.

Where did that guy go?

"Ha!!"

Cracker's gasps for breath after surviving the ordeal.

He was hanging upside down in the air, his feet connected to a tentacle made of rice cake.

Katakuri's expression was serious.

Cracker was so close to being completely obliterated!

Fortunately, he foresaw the future and pulled the Cracker back in time.

What terrifying flames! What terrifying Homie!

What kind of monster did Mama create?

A thought couldn't help but surface in Katakuri's mind.

Can I defeat this Homie?

Even Aunt Linlin's expression turned serious.

Even Cracker's Haki couldn't withstand the destructive power of these flames?

Did she create a Homie far more powerful than her own three Soul Weapons?

"Found it!"

Surtur finally located Cracker and yelled, "You think you can get away?"

"Alright, Surtur,"

Ian then spoke up, "That's enough. You've already won."

"But Master!"

Surtur was still somewhat unwilling, "I haven't burned him to ashes yet!"

Isn't this a bit too belligerent? Who do you take after?

That's all I wanted to say.

Ian said calmly.

Surtur was taken aback, then immediately nodded, "Yes, Master!"

Its enormous body shrank instantly, transforming back into the form of a little elf.

"Master! I'm so scared!"

The little elf immediately pounced on Ian, huddled in his arms, and trembled. "That guy is so scary!"

The Cracker trembled with anger.

He was almost killed by this thing?

"Oh!!"

Yamato was incredibly surprised, "Amazing! It can use Ian's Destruction Flame!"

That's really impressive!

All the friends were incredibly surprised.

How could they defeat Cracker, a high-ranking official of the Charlotte Family, so easily?

Law couldn't help but look at Yamato and Hancock.

Doesn't that mean these two guys are most likely no match for that little sprite?

"It's very interesting, isn't it?"

Ian gently stroked the little elf in his arms.

Surtur's greatest significance is that it can also use the Divine Wrath Flame.

Although this flame consumes a lot of its energy, Ian has to replenish it once it runs out of power.

But that's enough.

After all, Surtur himself is essentially a free Divine Wrath Flame.

Not to mention that as long as Ian can continuously supply the flames, Surtur can continuously use the Destruction Flame, without even needing Ian to transform into Phoenix Form.

"Hehehehe! What an amazing ability!"

Dorry couldn't help but look at Aunt Linlin, "You actually managed to create such an amazing creation?"

Aunt Linlin had been looking gloomy because of Surtur's power, instantly beamed with joy upon hearing Dorry's question.

"Mama, Mama! It's nothing! I can help you if you want!"

Ian, well done!

I finally figured out how to post illustrations, haha!