Destruction Incarnate (Please Keep Reading!!)

Logia types had no other particular advantages, except that their attack range was absurdly vast. Every gesture and movement produced scenes akin to natural disasters.

Although Haki-enhanced Logias had somewhat fallen out of favor because they did not mesh well with Haki, when it came to crushing weak opponents, Logias were still undoubtedly the most outstanding of the three major Devil Fruit categories.

What? I was a Mythical Zoan?

Then never mind.

That was the general idea, anyway.

Haki masters indeed possessed powerful resistance against all manner of elemental attacks, but ordinary people were completely different.

Golden flames had already devoured everything below. All things were set ablaze, and an ocean of fire took shape before Ian's eyes.

Honestly, it was quite beautiful. The surging flames were as magnificent as a golden sea tide.

Yet amid this beautiful sight, the unceasing screams composed a song of hell.

Quite a few people must have withstood Ian's Conqueror's Haki. Otherwise, there would not have been so many screams.

Fortunately, it did not take long for the screams to gradually fade away.

That was why I said putting down your weapons would be better for everyone.

Ian sighed inwardly.

"Ian!!"

Yamato, lying atop Ian's head, could no longer wait. "When are we going down?!"

"No rush,"

Ian said. "Let's wait a little longer, until our people get here."

Those Samurai Daimyos were very strong.

Especially Shimotsuki Ushimaru. Uncle King had said that he was an expert no less formidable than Hyogoro!

It was better to be more cautious when facing someone that strong.

Especially since he had Yamato, this little burden, with him.

Meanwhile, outside the Flower Capital, Fukurokuju saw the blazing sea of fire in the distance.

"The signal!"

He immediately realized. "It is Lord Ian's signal!!"

As expected of Lord Ian!

In just an instant, he had nearly completely destroyed the rebel army!

Fukurokuju immediately roared, "Attack! Attack!!"

The Samurai and Ninja immediately charged behind him.

Every soldier wore a fervent expression!

Lord Ian had humiliated the enemy army! Lord Ian was invincible in all the world!

Now they only needed to beat the drowned dogs!!

The army's charge somehow became thirty percent faster.

Back on Ian's side.

The flames below had gradually died out, revealing a barren patch of charred black ground, along with countless scorched corpses.

Fewer than two hundred people were still able to stand.

Among them were those who had survived by mastering Haki, but even more had simply been lucky enough to avoid the burning flames.

And among them, Shimotsuki Ushimaru trembled all over.

In the blink of an eye, all he could see was devastation.

In an instant!

In just an instant, the warriors summoned from three regions had nearly been wiped out!

The young men who had come with him to save this country had now become cold corpses one after another!!

Well, perhaps they were not cold either.

Shimotsuki Ushimaru raised his head, gazing up at the Golden Flying Dragon in the sky.

"You beast! You deserve to die! Go die for me!!"

The veins on his forehead bulged as fury consumed him.

The man suddenly leaped into the air, but he still could not reach Ian's height.

So the long sword at his waist instantly left its sheath. An invisible ripple coiled around the black blade as he slashed, and a brilliant blue slash shot skyward in an instant.

Flames coiled around Ian's right claw as his massive talons swung down.

"Winged Dragon's Shattering Fang!"

The flames wrapped around the sharp claws stretched out, seemingly transforming into blades of fire. They left several glittering trails through the air as they crashed down upon the rising slash, tearing it apart outright.

In dragon form, Ian was far stronger than in his Beast-Man form.

However.

Ian dispelled the flames around his claws and raised one before his eyes.

A crack had appeared on the sharp tip of one claw.

So this guy had mastered flowing Armament Haki too?

If that blade struck him directly, it would undoubtedly break through his defenses.

Fortunately, at that moment, the army led by Fukurokuju came charging in.

At a glance, Fukurokuju saw Shimotsuki Ushimaru descending from the sky, along with the surviving samurai gathered together.

"Charge!!"

Fukurokuju drew his sword and roared, "For Lord Ian!!"

The tide surged forward.

"Meet them head-on!"

Fugestu Mutsuki gripped his blade tightly as Flowing Haki silently coated it.

At this point, could they still choose to retreat?

Fight!

Only fight!

Three daimyo and nearly two hundred samurai charged toward an enemy army numbering close to six thousand!

Yet at the very first moment of the clash, it was Ian's troops who were sent sprawling.

"Haaah!!"

Shimotsuki Ushimaru let out a roar and swung his blade. His boundless fury transformed into a brilliant blue slash that swept horizontally across the battlefield. In an instant, dozens of samurai were sent flying.

Fugestu Mutsuki and Ugetsu Tempura refused to be outdone. Leading the remaining samurai, they charged straight into the enemy formation and hacked away with all their strength.

Among the remaining samurai were several elite warriors who had mastered Haki, and they were formidable in their own right.

Their charge instantly inflicted enormous casualties.

But fortunately, not all of Ian's subordinates were useless fools.

"Don't get too carried away!"

Fukurokuju took the lead, his earlobes stretching bizarrely before shooting out like bullets and piercing straight through the chests of two unprepared samurai.

The ninjas under his command displayed their own techniques, hurling storms of shuriken and kunai toward the samurai.

Combined with the fearless samurai swarming in from all sides, the warriors under the three daimyo had lost nearly half their number in the blink of an eye.

After all, Ian's samurai also included Haki users. Coupled with their overwhelming numerical advantage, Shimotsuki Ushimaru and the others were almost immediately pushed into a disadvantage.

Ian merely watched in silence.

He knew that numbers alone would make it difficult to wipe out the enemy completely.

The other samurai were manageable, but the three daimyo were clearly far beyond the norm.

If they were not concerned about their remaining subordinates, the three of them could have rampaged through the encirclement without restraint. Shimotsuki Ushimaru in particular was someone no one could even get close to.

He would have to deal with them himself.

"Ian! How much longer are we going to keep flying around up here?!"

Yamato urged him anxiously as well.

It was time to make a move.

"Then let's begin."

Ian began to descend.

Shimotsuki Ushimaru, trapped deep within the encirclement, keenly noticed it.

"That brat is coming down!"

He shouted, "Mutsuki, Tempura! Let's capture him! He's strong, so we'll take him together! As long as we capture him, there's still a chance to turn this around!"

"Alright!"

The two daimyo responded without hesitation.

Then, in the next instant, the three of them began charging toward Ian at the edge of the battlefield with unstoppable momentum.

Fukurokuju's expression changed drastically. Those three bastards were actually going after Lord Ian!

Just as he was about to lead his men to stop them, he heard Ian's voice.

"Fukurokuju, protect her."

Ian looked at the three men rushing toward him, completely unsurprised.

After calling out to Fukurokuju, he added softly, "Don't do anything reckless. Keep yourself safe."

"Yeah!"

Above him, Yamato had already transformed into a majestic wolf woman, gripping her spiked club and nodding eagerly.

So Ian carefully grabbed her and then hurled her straight toward Fukurokuju.

"Whoa!!"

Yamato streaked through the sky like a cannonball. "Hahaha! Yamato has arrived!"

"Lady Yamato!!"

Fukurokuju immediately stopped, sweat breaking across his forehead as he shouted in panic, "Everyone, gather up! Protect Lady Yamato!!"

Even if every last one of them died here, they had to protect her!

She was not only Lord Kaido's only daughter and the heir to the Beasts Pirates, but most likely also Wano Country's future queen!

Yamato had already descended. She opened her mouth toward a samurai. "Mouth-Tearing Ice Fang!!"

A freezing breath swept down, instantly turning several samurai into ice sculptures.

Unfortunately, several samurai under Ian's command were frozen as well.

Ian glanced at the ninjas in the distance suddenly converging on Yamato's position and nodded lightly.

With Fukurokuju and the others protecting her, Yamato should be fine.

Then it was time to deal with these three.

Ian lowered his head.

Below, Shimotsuki Ushimaru and the other two had already broken out of the encirclement and were charging toward him like the wind.

Just as expected, if they wanted to turn things around, their only option was to defeat him while he was separated from the main force.

"Brat!!"

Their fury became the three daimyo's greatest strength.

He might have been a brat, but a brat who had slaughtered so many people in one go was no ordinary brat. They had to hit him with everything they had!

The three of them leaped into the air at once and pounced toward Ian, who hovered low overhead. Ian could even see the patterns on their blades. Those pitch-black swords were almost upon him, ready to slash into his body the very next instant.

Raging fire erupted from Ian's body. The Golden Flying Dragon melted into that sea of gold, turning into red impurities that added a streak of scarlet to the flames.

"What!"

The three daimyo had no idea what had happened. They only knew that their blades had cut through empty air. They had clearly struck this guy's head, yet their swords passed straight through!

Even they themselves continued forward uncontrollably, plunging directly into Ian's body.

"Waaaah!!"

Terrifying heat surged in from all directions in an instant. Even the Flowing Haki of all three of them could not completely block it.

The weaker Fugestu Mutsuki and Ugetsu Tempura cried out in agony.

It hurt! It hurt too much!

Fortunately, the pain lasted only an instant. Almost in the next second, they shot out through Ian's body.

Fugestu Mutsuki and Ugetsu Tempura both bore unmistakable burn wounds across their faces.

Even the stronger Shimotsuki Ushimaru felt lingering fear.

What terrifying flames! What an astonishing temperature!

But Ian was surprised too.

These guys' Haki was incredibly strong.

Shimotsuki Ushimaru aside, the other two were no pushovers either. Even the flames in Divine Phoenix form could only leave them burned.

He would have to break through their Haki defenses to truly inflict heavy damage.

Then there was nothing to hesitate over. He was out of tricks now—only one move remained.

His strongest move.

The blazing bird of fire had already turned around. The gold-and-red flames covering its body changed once more. The golden portions gradually faded, until only the edges of its body remained gold, while the interior became almost entirely scarlet.

Fusing flames imbued with destructive properties into his own body, becoming destruction incarnate—this was the Divine Phoenix that truly destroyed everything!

What came next was simple. Ian directly beat his wings and slammed toward the three men, who had yet to land.