His body stretched out in the sky. Seven-colored light surged from within him, scales emerged one by one, dragon horns thrust from his forehead, and dragon wings spread from either side of his spine.
He transformed into an enormous dragon, its colors already faintly approaching nine. His body wound and coiled above the Devil Islands, his wings blotting out the sun and sky, his tail hanging so low it almost touched the sea.
Seven colors flowed ceaselessly across his scales, and within them, two new rays of light were faintly taking shape-one the dark purple of destruction, the other the emerald green of life.
Nine colors emerged little by little across his scales. Though they had yet to fully take shape, the oppressive might of a God King had already begun radiating from his dragon body.
The entire Devil Islands trembled beneath his draconic might.
Qi Ji lowered his head, his golden dragon eyes looking down upon the islands below. There was neither pity nor hesitation in those eyes, only a pure resolve to crush everything.
He opened his jaws, and a nine-colored pillar of light erupted from deep within his throat. Like a spear hurled down by a heavenly god, it shot straight toward the enormous purple-black ore at the center of the island.
The instant the pillar struck the ore, the entire island shook violently. The mountain-sized mass split down the middle, cracks spreading in every direction at a speed visible to the naked eye, plunging deep into the earth's crust and beneath the seabed. In that instant, the foundations of the entire Devil Islands were severed through the middle.
"Shatter."
Qi Ji uttered only that single word.
The word fell from the sky like a massive hammer given solid form, smashing into every inch of the islands.