They watched flesh and blood rain down from the sky.
The entire scene fell deathly silent.
That man had merely raised his hand.
A King renowned for his powerful body, who had drawn on the mighty power of the Flesh Ancient God, had exploded alive just like that.
The sight dealt everyone an extraordinarily violent psychological shock.
"Wh... what was that?"
"A King!"
"No way. Who exactly is this man? Summoning over a dozen Half-Kings was bad enough, but he even has a King protecting him?"
"Even the King of Reincarnation's own grandson probably wouldn't get treatment like this!"
"..."
Words could no longer describe the shock in their hearts.
Mainly, they could also tell that this young man himself did not seem all that powerful-at most, he was at the Half-King level. Yet the puppets he summoned were each more terrifying than the last.
All at once, he took on an air of mystery.
After all, even past Yama Successors and the children of King-Level powerhouses had hardly ever enjoyed a tenth of the treatment this man received.
"Damn it! Heaven wants to wipe out our Puppeteer Lineage!"
The Half-King elder cried out in anguish.
The two middle-aged men also looked utterly defeated.
The masked figure hovered there, doing nothing, yet the seawater all around began rippling ceaselessly, great waves rising as though welcoming their King.
His aura was so terrifying that they could not muster the slightest desire to resist.
Flesh and blood gathered, and Ronnie, still in midair, reconstituted himself.
Just then, Jiang Chen glanced over, raised his right hand, and made another shooting gesture.
"Bang."
Only this time did the three Half-Kings see it clearly.
A drop of highly compressed seawater struck Ronnie's chest, rapidly soaked into every inch of his body, then erupted instantly, tearing