A Death-Seeking King! Shattering One Hundred Thousand Soldiers with a Single Punch!

Luo Tian gazed at the mountain of treasure before him, where golden light shimmered and flowed, and couldn't help but sigh:

"It's even more bountiful than that shipment of Heavenly Tribute."

He released his Observation Haki, carefully scanning every single item.

They were all priceless gold, silver, jewels, antique artworks, and rare treasures.

But there were no Devil Fruits, no famous blades, and no special weapons.

Luo Tian raised his right hand, his five fingers slightly spread.

"Banshō Ten'in."

Hum—

An invisible gravitational field enveloped the entire treasure pool like a giant hand.

The next instant, the gold and silver treasures in the pool rose into the air as if summoned!

Controlled by Luo Tian's gravity, all the treasures were precisely tossed onto the intact ice surface to the side.

Clatter—!!!

In the blink of an eye, a golden mountain dozens of meters high was piled up impressively!

"Move it all onto the ship," Luo Tian ordered indifferently.

"As expected of Executive Luo Tian!"

"He saved us from having to go down there and haul it up ourselves!"

"What are you all standing around for?! Didn't you hear the order? Move it!"

Under the shouts of the captain, over a hundred crew members swarmed toward the mountain of treasure.

Faced with the mountain-like riches, everyone was jubilant and full of energy.

Across the entire ice field, the sounds of a bustling, high-spirited moving operation rang out.

But just at this moment—

Boom! Boom! Boom—!!

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh—!!

In the distance, the sound of cannon fire suddenly erupted!

The pirates looked up at the sound, only to see countless cannonballs streaking through the air like a black meteor shower, dense and thick enough to blot out the sky!

The shrill whistling of the cannonballs cutting through the air merged into a single roar!

"Artillery fire! It's artillery fire—!!"

"Could it be the Navy?!"

The crew members were instantly thrown into a panic, filled with shock and rage.

Although they were all elites, faced with such blanket bombardment, they had no choice but to jump into the ice pits to take cover.

Luo Tian looked up at the cannonballs raining down, a flash of crimson light appearing in his eyes.

Hum—!

Conqueror's Haki, released!

The next instant, all the cannonballs flying through the air detonated mid-flight simultaneously while still three hundred meters away from the pirate ship!

Boom boom boom boom boom—!!!

The chain of explosions bloomed in the sky like fireworks, the firelight reddening the entire heavens.

"Continue moving the cargo."

Luo Tian's voice came through calmly:

"I will handle this."

Before his words had even faded, his figure had already teleported to a height of one hundred meters.

He stepped on the empty air as if walking on flat ground.

He looked toward the direction from which the cannonballs had come.

One kilometer away, on the ice field, a dense army was arrayed in formation.

At a glance, there were no fewer than one hundred thousand troops!

Infantry, cavalry, archers, musketeers... every branch was present, and the formation was strict and orderly.

Behind the military formation, nearly a hundred heavy cannons were lined up menacingly, their muzzles still emitting smoke.

This was clearly not a hastily assembled army, but the true elite of the Flower Country—the Royal Guard!

At the front of the army, standing on a magnificent chariot pulled by eight white steeds, was a single person.

It was none other than the King of Flower Country!

At this moment, he had swept away the cowardice and disarray he showed in the palace; dressed in golden armor, with a precious sword at his waist and a crown upon his head, his expression was arrogant, his eyes burning with the flames of vengeance and the light of greed.

One hundred thousand elite soldiers gave him absolute confidence.

Luo Tian teleported to a spot one hundred meters in front of the army formation, stepping on the void, his cold eyes fixed on the king.

"Are you looking for death? I can grant your wish!"

His voice was not loud, yet it reached the ears of everyone present with perfect clarity.

"Arrogant pirate!"

The king shouted sternly:

"The Glacier Treasure belongs to my Flower Country! You pirates, do you really think this king is afraid of you?!"

He gripped his sword hilt tightly, pointing it at Luo Tian:

"Luo Tian! No matter how famous your name is, you are but one man."

"There are one hundred thousand elites here, along with a hundred heavy cannons. I do not believe you can withstand—"

A flash of madness crossed the king's eyes:

"If you do not wish to lose your life, leave all the treasure behind! Perhaps... I might spare you!"

Even he did not believe this last sentence.

But he needed to give himself and his soldiers a "just" reason.

The king looked at Luo Tian with eyes filled with deep hatred.

As the ruler of the Flower Country, when had he ever suffered such humiliation? Being trampled underfoot, dragged like a dead dog, and all in front of the eyes of the royal palace...

This was the shame of a lifetime!

And when his gaze fell upon the countless treasures being hauled away in the distance, the hatred in his eyes instantly transformed into greed.

He had only refrained from acting before out of fear of the Happo Navy and the strength of Chinjao.

But now that Chinjao was severely injured and unconscious, was this not the golden opportunity he had been waiting for?!

He would not allow these pirates to take them away!

"Fire—blast him to death for me!!"

At the king's command, a hundred cannon barrels swiveled in unison, aiming once again at Luo Tian.

Boom! Boom! Boom—!!

The second round of shelling was even denser and more frantic than the first!

The sky was filled with cannonballs pouring down like a rainstorm, completely covering the position where Luo Tian stood.

However—

A cold, cruel arc curled at the corners of Luo Tian's lips, and a sharp glint flashed in his eyes.

Void Rebound!

He manipulated space to form an arc-shaped, mirror-like reflection field in front of him.

In an instant, the moment all the incoming cannonballs touched that invisible field, their trajectories were abruptly reversed!

Like light hitting a mirror, they were precisely reflected back along their original paths!

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—!!!

The cannonballs rained back down into the army formation.

The artillerymen widened their eyes, and before they could even react, they saw the shells they had fired flying right back at them.

"No—!!!"

"Run—!!!"

Their terrified screams were drowned out by the sound of explosions.

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom—!!!

Chain explosions erupted within the army formation!

Cannons were blown to pieces, soldiers were torn apart, warhorses bolted in panic, and the entire formation fell into utter chaos.

The king's chariot was overturned by the shockwave; he crawled out in a disheveled state, his crown askew, his face etched with incredulous terror.

"This... how is this possible..."

He muttered to himself, his worldview collapsing at this very moment.

How could a single person be capable of such a thing?

This was no longer something that could be described as "strong."

This was... the power of gods and demons!

"All troops, charge—!!"

The king roared hoarsely, his voice shrill with fear:

"Whoever kills Luo Tian shall be rewarded with one billion Beli and granted the title of Count! A hereditary title that shall never be revoked!!"

Great rewards attract brave men.

As soon as these words were spoken, the soldiers, who had fallen into chaos due to the shelling, felt the flames of greed reignite in their eyes.

One billion Beli! A count!

Enough to drive anyone mad!

"Kill—!!!"

"For wealth! For a title!!"

One hundred thousand soldiers, like a pack of bloodthirsty wolves, roared as they surged toward Luo Tian!

The sound of their footsteps shook the heavens and the earth, and the ice field trembled violently under the trampling of one hundred thousand men.

Cavalry charged at the front, infantry followed closely behind, archers pulled their bowstrings taut, and the musketeer squads loaded their weapons, ready to fire...

The dense, dark tide of humanity rushed toward that solitary figure like a tsunami.

Facing this torrent capable of drowning everything, Luo Tian merely sneered.

He raised both arms and slammed his fists into the space on either side of him!

He was not striking the air, but the "space" itself!

Crack! Crack—!!!

Space shattered like a mirror, wailing!

Countless spiderweb-like white fissures spread wildly across the entire area, centered on Luo Tian's fists!

The next instant—

The world shook, and the ice field collapsed!

The thick ice sheet instantly burst open with countless bottomless chasms!

The fissures spread like a spiderweb, with the widest points exceeding ten meters!

The charging soldiers had no time to stop and fell one after another into the ice crevices.

Screams rose from deep underground, only to be quickly drowned out by the roar of the collapsing ice.

More soldiers struggled to survive on the floating ice, but the ice floes themselves were constantly shattering and sinking.

Before this disaster-like attack, the army of one hundred thousand was torn apart like toys.