They stared at Shen Lian hovering in midair. Though his figure holding the Destruction God Staff looked slender, he seemed like an immovable demon god.
The mockery from before had long vanished, replaced only by bone-deep fear—was this even human?
This was clearly a god capable of commanding natural disasters!
Shen Lian glanced at the pirates struggling in the seawater, his eyes utterly unmoved. Gripping the Destruction God Staff, he turned his gaze toward Sea Tiger and the other nine, his voice cold as a blade:
"Do you still think numbers are useful now?"
Shen Lian's voice pierced Sea Tiger's ears like an ice-tempered needle, stabbing pain into his chest.
Sea Tiger looked at the broken wood and corpses floating on the sea, then at his underlings struggling in the boiling water. Of the survivors, barely a thousand remained, and most were wounded. The fear in his eyes gradually gave way to madness.
"Fight them!"
Sea Tiger let out a hoarse roar as his Soul Power erupted. "Martial Soul Possession! World-Extinguishing Orca!"
With his furious shout, pale blue Spirit Rings lit beneath his feet, and his body suddenly swelled. His originally burly frame transformed into an orca nearly a hundred feet long, its body covered in hard black-and-white scales. As its enormous mouth opened, salty seawater churned forth. It was his Martial Soul, the World-Extinguishing Orca.
Seeing this, the eight Title Douluo beside him hurriedly activated their Martial Soul Possessions as well:
Some transformed into Giant Pincer Crabs clad in shells, some into Flying Fish with wings, and others into Squid capable of spewing ink... All of them possessed Martial Souls suited to the ocean. Clearly, they intended to make a desperate last stand by relying on the sea's advantage.
"Kill!"
The orca Sea Tiger had become slapped its tail