In fact, Takeshi himself hadn't noticed that his current magical power was already extremely high.
He had now transformed into Whitebeard, the strongest man in the One Piece world.
Even Jose, the Guild Master of Phantom Lord and a Wizard Saint, was no match for him in this form.
The Ten Wizard Saints were not just any random people. They were figures who could be counted on one's fingers in the entire Ishgar continent.
If this mysterious person truly possessed such powerful strength, he wouldn't have fallen to this state.
Takeshi picked up the flute from the ground. He sensed the power of black 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 crude imitation. No wonder it only had the useless ability to hypnotize children.
Crack!
Takeshi crushed the flute in his hand.
The Troll King was instantly enraged when he saw Takeshi actually crush such a precious flute.
"You bastard! How dare you destroy my treasure! Go to hell!"
The Troll King, with his colossal body of 50 meters, raised a giant wooden club with both hands and brought it down towards Takeshi.
Takeshi raised Murakumogiri with one hand to block.
Boom!
The powerful collision of forces caused the surrounding ground to tremble violently.
"How is that possible?!"
The Troll King's eyes widened in disbelief when he saw Takeshi blocking his attack with just one hand.
He was the Troll King, his strength was unmatched in the world. Even the Giant King wouldn't dare to directly withstand his attacks.
Yet, this shorty, less than seven meters tall, actually blocked his attack with one hand. How could he believe it?
But the fact was happening right before his eyes, and he had no choice but to believe it.
"Get lost!"
Takeshi 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!
The Troll King's body crashed through the wall and fell to the ground.
Just as the Troll King was about to get up, a foot stomped on his face, pinning him back to the ground.
Takeshi had already arrived outside the palace.
Seeing that Takeshi had actually trampled their King underfoot, many trolls roared in anger, then raised their weapons and charged towards Takeshi.
"Perfect."
Takeshi gripped Murakumogiri with both hands.
Buzz!
The power of the Tremor-Tremor Fruit entwined around Murakumogiri. Then, he swung it.
Boom... Boom...
Vibration and slashes merged, unleashing a terrifying attack. All the tall trolls standing in Takeshi's path were injured by this slash and simultaneously sent flying.
"Aaahhhhh!"
The trolls let out painful howls.
A large area of the path in front of Takeshi was instantly cleared.
Suddenly, the Troll King launched a sneak attack, grabbing Takeshi with both hands.
"Die!"
The Troll King exerted force with both hands, intending to crush Takeshi to death.
Takeshi snorted. "Hmph! Didn't your mom teach you that it's rude to grab people without permission?"
A shockwave emanated from his body.
"Ugh!"
The Troll King felt his finger bones about to shatter from the vibration, and he reluctantly separated his hands.
Takeshi raised his hand and punched the Troll King.
Crack!
The air itself shattered.
"Pfft—!"
The Troll King spat blood and flew backward.
Boom... Boom...
Tall buildings were shattered by the Troll King's body crashing through them.
"Your Majesty!"
"Kill him!"
Seeing their King sent flying, a large number of trolls once again charged towards Takeshi.
Takeshi gripped Murakumogiri with both hands. The power of the Tremor-Tremor Fruit entwined around the blade, causing immense destruction with every casual swing.
Watching the trolls' pained roars and the continuously destroyed city, a sense of exhilaration rose in Takeshi's heart. No wonder Natsu liked destruction so much. Sometimes, destruction was incredibly satisfying.
Here, he didn't need to suppress his combat power. He could destroy to his heart's content.
Boom... Boom...
The land and buildings of the Troll Capital were constantly torn apart, and the trolls charging towards Takeshi were continuously injured and fell.
After about ten minutes, no troll dared to attack Takeshi anymore.
Every step Takeshi took forward, the trolls took a step back.
Their eyes, when looking at Takeshi, were filled with fear, as if they were seeing an incredibly terrifying monster.
Seeing that the trolls no longer attacked him, Takeshi 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 step by step along the main street of the Troll Capital, appearing very calm and at ease. And every time the cane touched the ground, the trolls' hearts would tremble. They stood on both sides of the street, not daring to approach Takeshi.
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.
Mahiro led the charge, raising his axe and shouting, "Takeshi! We've come to save you!"
His voice echoed over the Troll City, as if telling Takeshi not to be afraid, that they giants would not betray friends, and if a friend was in danger, their Giant Kingdom would come to their rescue, no matter the cost.
"Wait! Your Majesty! It seems something is wrong. The city seems to be destroyed."
The subordinates following him immediately noticed something amiss. The imagined scene of trolls rushing out to fight them to the death did not occur, and the entire capital was strangely quiet.
Hearing this, Mahiro looked up. Indeed, many parts of the city were destroyed, especially the Royal Palace, which had completely collapsed by now.
Immediately after, he saw a relatively short figure in the Troll Capital walking slowly down the main street, amidst the fearful gazes of many trolls.
"Oh? Your Majesty, why are you here?"
Takeshi heard Mahiro's shout and quickly walked over.
"You... you... are youTakeshi?!"
Mahiro looked at the greatly changed Takeshi, somewhat not recognising him.
Wasn't Takeshi a young man? How did he become an old man? And wasn't that white beard a bit too prominent?
Noticing Mahiro's expression, Takeshi deactivated his Take Over Magic, and his entire body reverted to its original appearance.
Seeing Takeshi's original appearance, Mahiro then realized he hadn't been mistaken.
"Takeshi? This... what's going on?"
He was a bit bewildered by the situation before him. The trolls didn't attack Takeshi, they just watched as he swaggered away.
"Them? They were scared stiff by my killing."