This Flame Fruit had belonged to the Flame Pirates that Julian had wiped out a few years ago. That crew had been annihilated by Julian on Asca Island.
By a twist of fate, it had ended up in this dog's hands again. Julian clapped his hands, and countless clumps of earth rose from the ground, transforming into enormous Cliff Blades that skewered the Flame Pirates' captain into a honeycomb. Fragments and scraps littered the ground.
Only then did Julian realize what had happened. He slapped the back of his head, his face full of regret. "Damn it. I was so angry just now that I forgot to retrieve the Devil Fruit. The Flame Fruit has escaped again. This is really a disaster."
After finishing off all the fallen pirates, the civilians of the Lulusia Kingdom came before Julian. They formed a vast, dark mass, with both the elderly and children among them, as well as some women. There were rather few young people, though there were still probably tens of thousands of them. All were in miserable condition. They respectfully called out, "Thank you for saving us, Lord Flame Emperor. We are eternally grateful."
Julian asked, "What happened to your Lulusia Kingdom? How did things end up like this?" He looked toward the once-prosperous cities, now reduced to ruins, with flames still burning everywhere.
Julian waved his hand and extinguished all the flames. Now that the Earth-Earth Fruit had awakened, he only needed a thought to wield the power of earth, and the earth he created would remain permanently.
An old man among the civilians stepped forward, his expression grave. "Lord Flame Emperor, you may not know this, but the war between the Flame Dragon Empire and the World Government has thrown the Sea into chaos. Many pirates have begun