Kraken stood on the back of the largest Sea Star Wolf. He glanced down at the dense mass of gray backs beneath him and nodded with satisfaction. "The numbers will do, though the quality's a little poor. But even a mosquito's leg is meat. They'll have to do."
Sea Swallow Douluo remained kneeling on one knee atop the sea. At those words, he hurriedly said, "I'm willing to keep searching for higher-quality prey, my lord."
"No rush." Kraken waved a hand. "Let me digest this batch first."
Sea Swallow Douluo said nothing more. He drifted dozens of yards backward, stood far off on the sea, and turned his back, not daring to watch.
Kraken stood at the center of the Sea Star Wolf pack. Eight tentacles unfurled from his back and aimed at the unconscious wolves around him.
The next moment, their flesh, Soul Power, and origin became streams of pure energy that poured into Kraken's body without end, following the patterns on his tentacles.
An eerie, deep-blue glow appeared on the sea and spread outward from Kraken. The Sea Star Wolves' bodies shriveled before the eye. Their fur lost its luster, their bones turned brittle, and at last they crumbled to powder in the moving water, vanishing into the azure sea.
In a few short breaths, all one hundred and seven Sea Star Wolves had disappeared from the world.
Sea Swallow Douluo kept his back to it all. Though he could not see what was happening, he could clearly sense the energy behind him rising at a terrifying speed.
Kraken slowly withdrew his eight tentacles and closed his eyes to feel the changes within his body. After a moment, he opened them and shook his head. "Over a hundred of them together aren't worth a fraction of one Hundred-Thousand-Year