When the Seal Soul Master's body went limp and collapsed to the ground, the smiles had not yet fully faded from the other Pirates' faces.
Including the ordinary sailors kneeling on the deck, no one had expected Zhang Yang to suddenly rise up and kill someone without the slightest sign that he was about to make a move.
"Boss!!!"
Some Pirates cried out in shock, while others immediately activated Spirit Infusion, intending to fight desperately for a slim chance at survival.
Spirit Infusion was quick, but it was still a reactionary move. How could it compare to Zhang Yang, who had prepared in advance?
His Third Soul Ring had not gone out, yet the fourth black Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Ring had already lit up. Zhang Yang raised a finger and fired at the Sea Turtle Soul Master, who had finished his Spirit Infusion and possessed only two Soul Rings—one white and one yellow.
Although the [Laser] skill was not restricted to firing from any particular location, Zhang Yang was accustomed to using his fingertip as the muzzle.
"Whoosh~~~"
"Pfft~~~"
As if a warm water bottle had been punctured, a charred hole the thickness of a finger abruptly appeared in the Sea Turtle Soul Master's head.
The next moment, the Sea Turtle Soul Master's eyes rolled back. The enormous sea turtle with a shell two meters wide reverted to Human Form, collapsed onto the ground, and fell silent forever.
What followed was Zhang Yang's slaughter.
Though it was one against more than a dozen, Zhang Yang, at the Soul King Level, slaughtered the Pirates with effortless ease.
Not everyone had the resolve to fight Zhang Yang to the bitter end. Five or six Pirates had already begun acting out a third-rate script in their minds: let the others hold Zhang Yang back