The Logia Fruit has no other advantage except its vast attack range; with a re movent, it creates a disaster-like scene.
Although the Haki enhancent of the Logia Fruit has sowhat fallen out of favor due to its poor compatibility with Haki, when it cos to crushing weak foes, the Logia Fruit is still the most outstanding among the three types of Devil Fruits.
What? I'm a Mythical Zoan Devil Fruit User?
Well, that's fine.
After all, that's just how it is.
While Haki masters are indeed highly resistant to various elental attacks, ordinary people are entirely different.
The golden flas have already consud everything below, igniting everything in their path. A sea of flas has ford before Ian's eyes.
Honestly, it's quite beautiful. The rolling flas are as magnificent as a golden tide.
However, amidst this beautiful scene, the constant cries of agony compose a song of hell.
It should be said that there are quite a few who have withstood Ian's Conqueror's Haki; otherwise, the screams wouldn't be so nurous.
But fortunately, the screams have gradually diminished after a short while.
That's why I say, putting down your weapons is better for all of us.
Ian sighed.
"Ian!!"
Yamato, who was perched on Ian's head, couldn't wait any longer. "When will we go down?"
"Don't rush,"
Ian said, "We need to wait for our people to arrive."
Those samurai lords are quite formidable.
Especially Shimotsuki Ushimaru; King's evaluation of him is that he's a master on par with Hyougoro!
It's better to be cautious against such strong opponents.
Not to ntion, we have Yamato, who is quite a burden.
anwhile, outside the Flower Capital, Fukurokuju saw the raging sea of flas in the distance.
"A signal!"
He quickly realized, "It's His Majesty Ian's signal!!"
As expected of His Majesty Ian!
In just an instant, he nearly annihilated the rebels!
Fukurokuju imdiately roared, "Attack! Attack!!"
The samurai and ninjas quickly followed behind him, charging forward.
All the soldiers wore expressions of fervor!
His Majesty Ian has nearly defeated the enemy! His Majesty Ian is unrivaled!
Now, all that's left is to beat down the defeated!
The army's charging speed increased noticeably.
Back with Ian.
The flas below had gradually extinguished, revealing a barren, blackened area, littered with countless charred corpses.
Fewer than two hundred people remained standing.
Among them were those who had survived by using Armant Haki, but more were simply fortunate enough to have escaped the burning flas.
Among these survivors was Shimotsuki Ushimaru, trembling uncontrollably.
In the blink of an eye, all he could see was a scene of devastation.
In a single mont!
In just an instant, the samurai summoned from the three regions had almost all been wiped out!
The young n who had co with him to save this country were now nothing more than cold corpses!!
Well, perhaps they weren't exactly cold.
Shimotsuki Ushimaru looked up at the golden dragon in the sky.
"You monster! You should die! Die and rot in hell!"
His forehead was bulging with veins, his entire body trembling with rage.
The man suddenly leaped into the air, but he still couldn't reach Ian's height.
So, his long sword was instantly unsheathed, and the black blade, wrapped in an intangible wave, slashed through the air. A brilliant blue slash shot upward in an instant.
Ian's right claw, wrapped in flas, ca crashing down.
"Winged Dragon's Shattered Fang!"
The flas wrapping around the sharp claw extended, transforming into a fiery blade, leaving shining trails in the air before smashing into the ascending slash, tearing it apart.
In dragon form, Ian's power was much greater than in his Human-Beast Form.
However.
Ian dispersed the flas from his claw and brought it before his eyes.
There was a crack on the sharp tip of his claw.
So, this guy also mastered the Advanced Armant Haki and Flower Sword Style?
If his blade had hit directly, it would undoubtedly have broken through his defenses.
Fortunately, at this mont, the army led by Fukurokuju was charging in.
Fukurokuju imdiately spotted Shimotsuki Ushimaru descending from the sky and the surviving samurai gathered together.
"Charge!!"
Fukurokuju drew his sword and roared, "For His Majesty Ian!!"
A torrent of soldiers surged forward.
"Defend!"
Shimotsuki Ushimaru tightened his grip on the blade in his hand, the Flowing Cherry blossom quietly covering it.
At this point, was there really any room to retreat?
Battle!
Only battle!
Three daimyos, along with nearly two hundred elite samurai, faced an enemy force of almost six thousand! But, in the first mont of clash, it was Ian's army that was thrown into chaos.
"Ha!!"
Shimotsuki Ushimaru roared, swinging his blade with fury. His intense anger transford into a brilliant blue slash that swept across the battlefield, instantly sending dozens of samurai flying.
Fugetsu Omusubi and Uzuki Tempura were no less determined. Leading the remaining samurai, they charged into the enemy ranks, hacking fiercely.
Among the remaining samurai, there were several elite warriors who had mastered Armant Haki, making them formidable opponents.
Their charge caused significant casualties in re monts.
Fortunately, Ian's subordinates were not all weaklings.
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