From the moment Feng Xiu brandished Old Bone's skull, Lu Wu had resolved to kill him.
And Lu Wu's determination was, at this moment, vividly displayed through the Summoning Beast Army.
In the sky led Little Skeleton, commanding eighteen low-end versions of the Skeleton Dragon Knights.
Aboard the ship there were three, the Bone Tiger, Bone Flood Dragon, and Bone Bear.
In the sea were Summoned Beasts covering dozens of kilometers.
Yet at this moment, the most eye-catching presence was neither Lu Wu nor the Skeleton Dragon Knight Army led by Little Skeleton, but the Little Flood Dragon.
This little fellow was the highest quality and potential among all the Summoned Beasts under Lu Wu's command.
And the strongest among them, in truth, had never had the opportunity to unleash its true power since the moment it first met Lu Wu.
Either there was no sea, or there were no underlings.
For the Little Flood Dragon, which inherently belonged to the sea and was naturally a leader,
