"Attack!"
Only after most of the Demon Soul Great White Sharks had been drawn to the rear of the fleet by the bloody scent of the sea dogs did Purple Pearl give the order to attack.
The sailors aboard the warships hurled shark-hunting spears, while the Sea Soul Masters also leaped into the water. Taking advantage of the Demon Soul Great White Sharks' blood-crazed frenzy as they gnawed on the sea dog corpses, they launched their assault.
In an instant, the waters within this area were dyed red.
Most of it was blood seeping from the sea dog carcasses—the ships had carried nearly ten thousand sea dog corpses, all of which had now been thrown into the sea. With blood spreading everywhere, how could the Demon Soul Great White Sharks not go mad?
The Sea Soul Masters who jumped from the warships were all experts, ranging from Soul Kings to Soul Saints. They certainly could not match the Demon Soul Great White Sharks in prolonged underwater combat, but they could achieve results in a short time. Especially now, when the Demon Soul Great White Sharks had lost their reason and begun tearing at the sea dogs, even attacking their own kind, the results were even more remarkable!
For a time, Demon Soul Great White Shark corpses surfaced one after another, while black ten-thousand-year Soul Rings silently floated upon the sea.
Naturally, the Soul Masters who entered the sea also suffered casualties. However, because human bodies were no match for Demon Soul Great White Sharks, once they were bitten to death, they would only end up in the sharks' bellies, with no chance of floating back to the surface.
The remaining Demon Soul Great White Sharks over fifty thousand years old sprang into action and attacked the ships directly. But Chrysanthemum