"Monk! Wipe out that undead fleet! Kill everyone aboard, but capture every ship intact and bring them to me!" Lin Qi's voice rang through the void. From his fingertips, ten thousand tiny red points of light shot forth.
The points of light soared into the sky. Then came deafening dragon roars as they rapidly expanded. Before long, ten thousand enormous fire dragons, the weakest of them possessing at least mid-stage demigod strength, burst forth wreathed in blazing flames. Jubilantly, they became a cloud of fire and charged toward the waters beyond Black Pearl Harbor.
Blackbeard Monk, who had just retreated into Black Pearl Harbor, froze for a moment. Then he looked up and saw the dragons radiating a vast, terrifying draconic might. He threw back his head and howled three times, then abruptly drew a huge saber. "Brothers, charge! We've got this battle in the bag! Hahaha, ten thousand dragons? Damn it, this old man is living large today!"
Ten thousand fire dragons had joined the battle? The pirates under Monk's command all let out shrill, unpleasant shrieks, each one as excited as if every drop of blood in his body had been replaced with rooster blood. With ten thousand dragons backing them up, if they still managed to lose this battle, they would have no face left to see Lin Qi or Monk. They might as well slit their own throats.
"Your martial strength is formidable indeed!" Lin Qi looked at the dumbstruck members of the Wang Family, Yin Family, and Nangong Family, then shook his head disdainfully. "But I want you to learn what terror is, what despair is! When you run wild and do as you please, you must understand one thing: in this world, no one can truly run amok without restraint."
As he spoke those