Pirates: Winged Dragon of the Beast Pirates

It should be said that it is a wonderful feeling to have one's soul extracted.

When Aunt Lingling used her power on Ian, he felt like something was coming out of his body.

Even if he returns to his human form at this time, it is easy to suppress this movement.

But Ian didn't.

Small translucent balls floated out from his chest.

Ian looked at these balls. Is this his soul?

It looks like it has no real cards, and there is no abnormality at all.

Not to mention glittering gold and blazing fire, at least it should have some features.

"About five years of soul,"

Charlotte Lingling said jokingly, "You are not like me who can replenish your soul. If it is gone, it is really gone. Is it really okay? If you regret it, I can return it to you."

At least for Charlotte Lingling, the soul represents life span, and taking the soul means taking the life span.

Of course, extracting souls to make Homitz also requires lifespan.

"It doesn't matter."

Ian spoke calmly.

A mere five years of life is nothing.

Again, there are as many things in this world that can solve the lifespan problem.

"Mom, mom! Very good!"

Charlotte Lingling said appreciatively.

If you don't even have this level of desire to become stronger, how can you become a strong person above all else?

"Then, let's witness its birth!"

Charlotte Lingling gently pushed her hand, and the soul that was extracted from Ian's chest was instantly injected into the red flame suspended in his hand.

The human form also has certain control over flames, otherwise this process would be quite troublesome.

The flame suddenly began to tremble.

Ian was looking forward to it.

What will his exclusive Horcrux look like?

Um?

etc!

Ian suddenly remembered something, "Aunt Lingling, how do you control its appearance?"

"Mom, mom! Kid! Can't you feel it now?"

Charlotte Lingling laughed loudly, "I have not placed any restrictions on it, it belongs completely to you! You can change it however you want! But remember, once it is finalized, it cannot be changed again. "

Yes!

It is completely mine!

Ian has felt it.

A strange connection connected himself to the fireball in his hand.

It seems like you can decide what it looks like.

Pinching someone, right?

Very good, professional counterpart.

Then, let it be like this.

The flame in his hand gradually began to change form.

Transformed into a small human form.

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

It has a big and round head, a small body, a pair of hands that are relatively large compared to the body, and a small tail behind its butt.

But the most striking feature is the pair of long horns extending from both sides of the big head. In the middle of the horns, they each have a downward branch.

Quite cute.

The corners of Ian's lips curled up.

A slight reference to the image of the fire spirit held by King Ye in Shaman King.

After all, this is also the spirit of fire.

And at the moment when the shape was confirmed, the big eyes on Huo Ling's round head opened, revealing a pair of golden eyes, full of confusion.

It saw Ian.

A look of joy instantly appeared on the round face, and he took the initiative to fly up from Ian's hand, happily saving Ian's face.

"dad!"

Ian felt warmth on his face. Although Homitz was created based on the flames of God's wrath, in this form, let alone the destructive power, it did not even have the high temperature of flames.

Like a furry doll, soft and warm.

It's very magical. It's obviously a flame, but it has a physical body at this time.

But Ian then thought about it, not to mention Zeus, Charlotte Lingling's Prometheus was the same, it was also a ball of fire, but occasionally it could replace Zeus's task of carrying Charlotte Lingling.

Maybe it's customary.

Ian took the fire spirit off his face and reached out to gently tap its belly. The fire spirit suddenly narrowed its eyes comfortably like a kitten.

"Not dad,"

Ian corrected, "It's the master."

"Owner!"

The fire spirit happily flew up from Ian's hand, flying around Ian like an elf in myths and legends.

"Since it is an elf born from flames,"

Ian thought for a while and said, "Then your name is Surtur."

Although it's not bad to be called Frame, but Aunt Lingling is both Zeus and Prometheus, so of course I have to choose a more prestigious name.

"Surtur, I am Surtur!"

The fire spirit didn't know what the name meant, but he was just happy that he had a name.

"Mom, Mom! Ian! I have already done what I promised you, so you kid, shouldn't you also fulfill your promise?"

Aunt Lingling was quite impatient.

"certainly,"

Ian nodded lightly, "Aunt Lingling, you go back and prepare for the banquet first."

"Mom, mom! Then I'm waiting for your good news!"

With that, she rode Zeus back to the Queen Mother Anthem.

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

"Ian! Are you okay?"

Hancock looked around Ian's body nervously, fearing that Ian had been injured in some way.

"Just chatting."

Ian said, "By the way, I made a deal with Aunt Lingling."

"trade?"

Jack asked in surprise, "Brother Ian, what's the deal-"

"Ian! What is this?"

Yamato shouted in surprise.

She noticed the fire spirit Surtel who was carefully hiding behind Ian, her eyes lit up and she reached out to catch him.

"Master, save me!"

Surtur was a little timid and immediately exclaimed and flew to Ian's head, holding his hair and shivering.

"Eh!"

Now, everyone saw it.

Everyone was stunned.

"It is Surtel, the product of the deal between Aunt Lingling and I."

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

"Hey! Five years of life!!"

Hancock suddenly panicked, his eyes turned red, and for the first time he said angrily to Ian, "Ian! Why would you do such a thing!"

"Brother Ian!"

Jack was inevitably a little moved.

Enelu, who was cowering aside, was somewhat gloating about his misfortune.

This guy better die soon.

"It's only a five-year lifespan."

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

They would understand the horror of Surtur later.

The expressions of the friends were a bit complicated and unspeakable.

They were convinced again that Ian was really trying his best to make himself stronger. He had been doing this since he was a child and it had never changed.

"Hehehe, I also want a clone like this!"

When everyone was worried about Ian, only Yamato spoke with a smile.

"Just forget it."

Ian rolled his eyes.

This girl doesn't have the ultimate carrier of divine wrath like herself, so there's no point in being an ice elf.

Then, Ian looked at Dongli and Brockie.

"Sorry, I agreed to Charlotte Lingling without permission."

"Gah bah bah! How can I have any friends here!"

Brockie laughed loudly, "It's just a banquet! It's not bad to give that woman a good meal to vent her anger!"

"Yes! And,"

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

Ian chuckled.

Dongli understands.

Aunt Lingling's obsession with the giants has reached the point where she is willing to swallow her anger in front of her, so how could she let them go honestly?

Although it is impossible to do anything, it is inevitable to follow him all the way and accompany him like a dog-skin plaster, focusing on a disgusting person.

"So,"

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

"oh!!"

So, later, on the deck of the Queen Mother Anthem.

This ship is a giant ship even larger than the Golden Flying Dragon, almost equivalent to a sea fortress.

What's even more awesome is that because the entire ship is a Homitz with its own life, it can sail by itself without anyone having to control it.

What's even more luxurious is that even the cannonballs equipped on the ship are Homitz, and they will automatically aim themselves.

In one word, advanced.

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

"Mom, Mom! Welcome!"

Aunt Lingling came to greet her personally, "The food is ready!"

Following her were the senior officials of the Charlotte family.

Ian took a brief look.

Katakuri, Cracker, Owen, Conbot, Armand...

A lot of big cadres came.

It seems that Lingling still approves of herself.

I didn’t just bring some trash fish with me.

Behind the cadres, a large and exaggerated table that could almost be used as a stadium was placed there. It was already piled with delicious food, and the tangy aroma made people's index fingers lick.

Ian chuckled, "Then we won't be polite, Aunt Lingling."

"Mom, mom! Eat as much as you can, kid!"

Charlotte Lingling laughed loudly, "Enough food! Come and take a seat!"

So everyone moved towards the table.

To be honest, even though I knew Aunt Lingling was here to make it easier for the four giants to eat, the table was still so big that it made Ian feel uncomfortable.

If you want to talk to the person sitting across from you, you have to shout at the top of your lungs.

While seated, Ian greeted old acquaintances.

"Hey, I haven't seen you for a while, Katakuri, Cracker."

Katakuri nodded slightly to Ian in response.

"Tsk! Ian!"

Cracker's reaction was much more violent. He hummed in a low voice, "I have become stronger! You wait for me next time we fight!"

Neither are strangers to them.

In the battle for territory in the New World over the past two years, Ian has fought against both Katakuri and Cracker.

There was no winner in a fight with Katakuri. At that time, Ianna had already mastered the Haki of Insight and Color to predict the future. Katakuri had no choice but to miss.

But Cracker has actually been repaired by Ian several times.

If it weren't for the good relationship between the parents of both parties, this guy would have turned into ashes long ago.

At this time, faced with Cracker's provocation, Ian just smiled and said, "Very good, the future is yours."

Cracker was immediately furious.

He is seventeen years older than Ian.

Then, everyone sat down and a banquet began.

Aunt Lingling didn't even touch the tempting desserts in front of her at this time, but began to recall every bit of her time in the Giant Kingdom.

Ian couldn't help but sigh in his heart, Aunt Lingling has matured again.

From the initial discomfort with Elbaf to the enthusiastic help from the giants, Aunt Lingling recalled it so emotionally that she couldn't help but shed two tears.

Ian almost stood up and clapped.

Among the people he had seen in his life, only Uncle Kizaru could match this acting skill.

"Elbaf is my real hometown, a home I will never forget."

Aunt Lingling sighed at the end.

only.

No one paid any attention to her.

The friends stopped talking and had nothing to say to her. Even Enelu was completely attracted by the fruits on the table and ate them without caring about his image as a god.

Not to mention Dongli and Brockie, they both kept stuffing the food in front of them into their mouths like starving ghosts reincarnated, picking up a glass of wine and pouring it into their stomachs.

Just eating has used up all their attention. How can they still have time to listen to Aunt Lingling's impassioned speech?

Aunt Lingling was so angry that the flesh on her face was shaking, and she looked at Ian fiercely.

Kid, didn’t you say you should give me a chance to communicate? Is there any chance here? These two bastard giants didn’t even want to comment on how they felt after eating the food!

Ian wiped his mouth.

Fine.

It just so happens that I want to test it too.

"Just eating is a bit boring."

Ian spoke.

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

"oh?"

Aunt Lingling responded immediately, "Then what do you want to do?"

"Come and join in the fun,"

Ian said, "With fighting."

"oh!!"

The two giants who were immersed in eating just now raised their heads instantly, and their eyes lit up.

"Gahbababa! It sounds like fun!"

Brockie laughed.

genius! Ian, you boy is indeed a genius!

Aunt Lingling had a smile on her face.

yes!

The giants' desire for battle is indeed unparalleled!

"I come!"

Cracker stood up in the next moment and looked at Ian with provocative eyes.

Even if this guy is wearing biscuit armor while eating, it is difficult for him to make biscuit show such an expression.

"Ian! Come and show me the strength of two billion!"

"Do you want to provoke Ian too?"

"I'll turn you into stone!"

Yamato and Hancock immediately slapped the table and stood up.

But Ian immediately pushed them back into position.

Then.

"Surtur, go and deal with him."

Ian said.

"Eh?"

Surtur, who was lying quietly on Ian's shoulder like a decorative doll, raised his head and said timidly, "Master, master, me, me?"

This guy seems a little timid.

Ian thought.

"Go ahead."

he said.

"Eh...Okay, okay."

Surtur fearfully flew up and flew towards Cracker.

"Hey! Ian!"

Cracker suddenly became angry.

Homiz?

Although I don’t know why Ian has Homitz, but you bastard, you look down on people too much!

"Crack! Go!"

However, Cracker suddenly heard his mother's voice.

His body trembled.

Mom wants me to fight this Homitz?

Cracker was very puzzled, but this was his mother's order, and he couldn't disobey it.

He could only leave the table with a gloomy face.

So, immediately, not far from the dining table, Cracker confronted Surtur, who was floating in the air with some fear.

"Hey, hey, Ian, is there really no problem?"

Dongli was a little curious, "Such a cute little thing?"

"Don't underestimate it!"

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

"Yeah?"

Brockie laughed, "Then I'm looking forward to it!"

Aunt Lingling had a bright smile on her face.

Isn’t this enough to start a conversation?

"Hey! If you have any moves, come up with them!"

Clark looked impatiently at the little flame elf in front of him.

Just use one move to deal with this guy.

After you deal with this guy, go fight that bastard Ian!

"Owner……"

Surtur timidly turned back to look at Ian.

"Fight, Surtur, fighting form."

Ian said.

His words were like instructions, instantly turning on a switch in Surtur's body.

Bear! !

Brilliant golden flames emerged from Huo Ling's small body in an instant.

The next moment, Surtur's petite body suddenly expanded.

"Oh! It's getting bigger!!"

Yamato screamed.

"It's even changed!"

Hancock was also stunned.

At this time, Surtur, who emerged from the flames, had grown from an elf the size of a basketball to a giant of more than twenty meters.

The body changed from the original red to golden yellow, but the original golden eyes and the horns on the head that had expanded and became extremely sharp turned into red.

The body elongated, becoming close to an adult figure, but the legs and torso still appeared slender.

The arms became longer and larger, as if they had turned into huge arm armor, and the fingers became extremely sharp, like the claws of a wild beast.

"Let me burn you to ashes!"

Even his voice became much louder. Kricker, who was looking down, roared loudly, "How dare you make an enemy of the master? You are asking for your own death!!"

Ian twitched the corner of his mouth.

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

"oh oh!"

Yamato's eyes lit up, "So handsome!!"

Ian curled his lips.

Can he not be handsome?

This is something I adjusted deliberately.

"Turn into ashes! Ant!"

Surtur's huge claws directly grabbed at Cracker.

Bear! !

Brilliant golden flames rose from his hands, and the surrounding temperature increased to an astonishing level in an instant.

Cracker's expression suddenly changed.

This kind of temperature is not something that biscuits can withstand, it will evaporate directly!

A biscuit shield instantly appeared on Biscuit Armor's hand, covered with dark domineering energy.

boom! !

The huge claws hit the shield, causing Klik to stumble backwards.

The power is indeed amazing, but the explosive power of this flame is too exaggerated! !

Ian chuckled.

Of course.

Surtur is equivalent to his clone. This little guy's flame is bound to himself.

As for why it is a golden flame, it can only be said that the red flame of destruction itself is also a sublimation of the golden flame, but it is given the concept of destruction on that basis.

Surtur, the incarnation of the flames of divine wrath, of course also has the ability to use golden flames.

And it's not time to use the red flame yet.

After blocking Surtur's blow, Kricker certainly didn't just take a beating. He cut off Surtur's body with a backhand sword.

But that doesn't make sense at all.

After all, like Zeus Prometheus, Surtur has no physical body, and even attacks with added Haki cannot hurt it.

You have to ask Brooke from Soul Special Attack, or Aunt Lingling herself.

Elementalize?

Enelu's eyes widened.

Is this guy also a natural type?

"Bah bang bang!"

Cracker's face turned gloomy and he began to clap his hands repeatedly.

A large amount of biscuit crumbs flew from the palms of the biscuit armor, and biscuit soldiers immediately formed around the fire spirit.

but.

"Watch me burn you all to ashes!!"

Surtur roared with all his might.

boom! !

The extremely brilliant golden flame, with it as the center, splashed out like a sea tide.

Almost instantly, all the cookie soldiers were engulfed in flames and then burned.

Even the deck of the Queen Mother Anthem was burned with a huge hole in an instant.

"Well!!"

Even Cracker's body can only resist the flames with its shield.

The power of this flame is outrageous!

but!

Cracker raised his head suddenly.

It would be too fanciful to want to defeat me like this!

He was like a rock in the ocean tide, creating a crack in the raging tide.

The self remains motionless!

Domineering! Boy!

Ian smiled and said, "Surtur, do your best."

"Yes Master!"

Surtur's voice was like thunder.

The next moment, the colors on its body reversed.

His body turned bright red, and his eyes and horns turned golden.

"You're done! You idiot!"

The flaming giant roared, and its huge claws clawed directly at the biscuit armor.

Cracker still wanted to use his shield to resist, but the moment the pitch-black shield came into contact with Surtur's scarlet claws, the pitch-black domineering energy covering the shield exploded.

Then, the Biscuit Shield was directly annihilated.

The dark claws drove straight in.

The biscuit armor was completely unable to withstand the attack and disintegrated immediately.

Then, only Cracker was left inside the armor, looking at the claws stretched out towards him with a look of astonishment on his face.

His face was full of confusion.

However, Surtur's paw was in vain.

"Um?"

Surtur looked around blankly.

Where did that guy go?

"ha!!"

Clark's respite for the rest of his life.

He was hung upside down in the air, his feet connected by tentacles made of rice cakes.

Katakuri looked serious.

It was just a hair’s breadth, and Cracker was about to be completely wiped out into nothingness!

Fortunately, he had foreseen the future and pulled the Cracker back in advance.

What a terrible flame! What a terrible Homitz!

What kind of monster did mom create?

Katakuri couldn't help but have a thought in his mind.

Can I defeat this Homitz?

Even Aunt Lingling's expression became serious.

Isn't even Cracker's domineering power completely unable to withstand the destructive power of this flame?

Did she create a Homitz that was far more powerful than her own three Horcruxes?

"found it!"

Surtur finally found the existence of Cracker and shouted, "Do you think you can run away?"

"Okay, Surtur,"

Ian spoke at this time, "That's it. You've already won."

"But Master!"

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

A little too bellicose? Who are you like?

"I said that's it."

Ian said calmly.

Surtur was stunned for a moment, then nodded immediately, "Yes! Master!"

Its huge body instantly shrunk and once again transformed into the form of an elf.

"Master! I'm so scared!"

The elf immediately rushed towards Ian, shrank into his arms and shivered, "That guy is so scary!"

Cracker was shaking with anger.

He was almost killed by this thing?

"oh!!"

Yamato was extremely surprised, "It's so powerful! It can use your fire of destruction, Ian!"

It is indeed very powerful!

All the friends were amazed.

Defeated the leader of the Charlotte family, Cracker, so easily?

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

Doesn't that mean that there is a high probability that these two guys are not the opponent of the elf? ?

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

Ian gently stroked the elf in his arms.

The biggest significance of Surtur is that it can also use the fire of divine wrath.

Although this kind of flame consumes a lot of energy, after the energy is exhausted, Ian must replenish the flame.

But enough is enough.

After all, Surtur itself is equivalent to a free fire of divine wrath.

Not to mention that as long as Ian can continue to supply flames, Surtur can continue to use the fire of destruction without even needing Ian to transform into a phoenix form.

"Jiejiejie! What an amazing ability!"

Dongli couldn't help but look at Aunt Lingling, "You can actually create such an amazing creation?"

Aunt Lingling, who was still looking gloomy because of Surtur's power, instantly smiled when she heard Dongli's question.

"Mom, mom! It's not worth mentioning! If you want, I can help you too!"

Well done Ian!

I finally figured out how to post illustrations haha