If it hadn't been for that distraction, the energy would surely have hit him directly. In the last move, the Sacred Spirit Stone in his hand had become unstable, and if it had hit, it would've been even more dangerous, because the energy was several times stronger than before.
Longhun wiped his forehead, still dripping with sweat. Who in their right mind would constantly seek mutual destruction with others? That would be idiotic.
At the rear of Longhun's ship, a violent skirmish broke out. From nowhere, a large flock of Winged Dragons and water beasts with long fangs joined the fray.
Mo Ku was taken aback. The newcomers were clearly reinforcements, and those with long fangs were beasts from the Dragon Slaying Clan. He muttered, "It seems our reinforcements have arrived."
Longhun, who was preparing to go down fighting, heard the news of the reinforcements and was overjoyed.
"But it seems there's only one ship," Mo Ku said.