Qi Yan himself hadn't noticed that his current magical power was already extremely high, and he had taken over the strongest man in the One Piece world, Whitebeard.
Even Jose Bora, the guild master of Phantom Lord Guild and one of the Ten Wizard Saints of the Ishgar continent, was no match for Qi Yan in this form.
The Ten Wizard Saints were not just any random people; they were figures who could be counted on one's fingers across the entire Ishgar continent.
If this mysterious Mr. Hui truly possessed such formidable power, he wouldn't have fallen into such a desperate state.
Qi Yan picked up the flute from the ground. He sensed the power of dark magic on it, but it was completely different from Zeref's. Compared to Zeref's ultimate technique that could bring magic to life, this flute was more like a clumsy imitation, no wonder it only had the useless ability to hypnotize children.
Crack!
Qi Yan crushed the flute directly in his hand.
The Troll King, seeing Qi Yan crush such a precious flute, immediately flew into a rage.
"You bastard! How dare you destroy my treasure! Die!"
The Troll King, with his colossal 50-meter body, raised a giant wooden club with both hands and brought it down on Qi Yan.
Qi Yan raised murakumogiri with one hand to block.
Boom—!
The powerful collision made the surrounding ground tremble violently.
"How is that possible?!"
The Troll King, seeing Qi Yan block his attack with just one hand, widened his eyes in disbelief.
He was the Troll King; his strength was unparalleled. Even the Giant King wouldn't dare to directly confront his attacks.
Yet this shorty, less than seven meters tall, actually blocked his attack with one hand. How could he believe it? But the truth was right before his eyes, and he had no choice but to believe.
"Get lost!"
Qi Yan exerted a slight force with his right hand, and the Troll King felt an irresistible surge of power from the wooden club, forcing his massive body to retreat.
Boom, boom, boom!
The Troll King's body crashed through the wall and fell to the ground.
Just as the Troll King tried to get up, a foot stomped directly on his face, pushing him back to the ground.
Qi Yan had already arrived outside the palace. Many trolls, seeing Qi Yan stomp their king underfoot, roared in anger, then raised their weapons and charged at Qi Yan.
"Perfect timing!"
Qi Yan gripped murakumogiri with both hands.
"Buzz—!"
The power of the Tremor-Tremor Fruit enveloped murakumogiri.
Then Qi Yan swung it with force.
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom!
The vibrations and slashes merged, unleashing a terrifying attack. All the tall trolls standing in Qi Yan's path were both injured by the slash and sent flying by the shockwave.
"Awooo, awooo, awooo!" ... The trolls let out painful howls.
The path in front of Qi Yan was instantly cleared over a large area.
Suddenly, the Troll King launched a sneak attack, grabbing Qi Yan with both hands.
"Die!"
The Troll King squeezed with both hands, intending to crush Qi Yan to death.
"Hmph! Didn't your mother teach you that it's rude to grab people without permission?"
—!
A shockwave erupted from Qi Yan's body.
"Ugh, ah, ah!"
The Troll King felt his finger bones about to shatter from the vibration, and he reluctantly let go with both hands.
Qi Yan raised his hand and punched the Troll King.
—!
Crack, crack—!
The air shattered!
"Pfft—!"
The Troll King spat blood and flew backward.
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom!
One towering building after another was smashed by the Troll King's body.
"King!"
"Kill him!" ... Seeing their king sent flying, a large number of trolls once again charged at Qi Yan.
Qi Yan gripped murakumogiri with both hands. The power of the Tremor-Tremor Fruit entwined around murakumogiri's blade, and every casual swing caused immense destruction.
Watching the trolls' pained roars and the continuously destroyed city, a sense of exhilaration rose in Qi Yan's heart. No wonder Natsu loved destruction so much; sometimes, destruction truly felt incredibly good.
Here, he didn't need to hold back his combat power; he could destroy freely.
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom—!
The ground and buildings of the Troll Capital were constantly torn apart, and the trolls charging at Qi Yan were continuously injured and fell. After about ten minutes, no troll dared to attack Qi Yan anymore.
Every step Qi Yan took forward, the trolls took a step back.
Their gazes towards Qi Yan were filled with terror, as if they were looking at an incredibly terrifying monster.
Seeing that the trolls no longer attacked him, Qi Yan also stopped attacking. Although these trolls looked like monsters, they were also intelligent beings. As long as they didn't provoke him, he was too lazy to act against them.
Using murakumogiri as a cane with one hand, he walked leisurely and effortlessly down the main street of the Troll Capital, and each time the cane touched the ground, the trolls' hearts trembled.
The trolls stood on both sides of the street, not daring to approach Qi Yan.
At this moment, sounds of fighting came from outside the royal city.
Immediately after, armored giants were seen rushing through the gates of the Troll Capital.
The Giant King led the charge, raising his axe and shouting, "Brother Qi Yan! We've come to save you—!"
The Giant King's voice echoed over the Troll City, as if telling Qi Yan not to be afraid, that they, the giants, would never betray a friend, and if a friend was in danger, their Giant Kingdom would come to rescue them, no matter the cost.
"Wait! Your Majesty! It seems something is wrong... The Troll City seems to be destroyed..."
The subordinates following the Giant King immediately noticed something amiss. The imagined scene of trolls charging at them in a desperate fight did not appear. Why was the entire capital so quiet?
Hearing this, the Giant King looked up and indeed, many parts of the Troll City were destroyed, especially the Troll Palace, which had completely collapsed at this point.
Immediately after, he saw a relatively short figure in the Troll City slowly walking down the main street of the Troll Capital amidst the fearful gazes of many trolls.
"Huh? Your Majesty, the Giant King, why have you come?"
Qi Yan heard the Giant King's shout and quickly walked over.
"You... you... are you little brother Qi Yan?!"
The Giant King looked at Qi Yan, whose appearance had drastically changed, and was a bit hesitant to recognize him. Wasn't Qi Yan a young man? How did he become an old man? And wasn't that Whitebeard a bit too prominent?
Qi Yan also noticed the Giant King's expression, so he deactivated his Take Over Magic, and his entire body returned to its original appearance.
Seeing Qi Yan's original appearance, the Giant King then realized he hadn't been mistaken.
"Little brother Qi Yan? What... what's going on?!"
The Giant King was a bit bewildered by the situation. The trolls hadn't attacked Qi Yan; they had just watched Qi Yan swagger away.
"Oh? Them! They were scared stiff by my killing."