Banner of the Evil God

"Ha!" Lei shouted softly, swung his long sword, and chopped three or four fishmen around him and their crude weapons into two pieces. He did not stop and rushed into another group of fishmen in a blink of an eye. The sword flashed, and the fishmen's slightly blue blood flowed all over the ground in an instant. The fishmen who were screaming and howling just now were dead all over the ground.

There were several soldiers who were besieged there. They were in danger, but they got his rescue and finally escaped. They wanted to thank the knight, but found that Lei had left without stopping.

Looking in the direction where the knight, whose leather armor was stained blue with blood, came from, they saw that there were so many dead fishmen lying on the ground. If someone looked down from the sky, they could see that there seemed to be a blood line in the fishmen army, separating the follow-up troops from the troops fighting with the coastal defense army.

Lei ran fast on the battlefield, swinging his sword like the wind, and everywhere he passed was bloody. He didn't know how long he had been fighting, but the field in front of him suddenly opened up, and he had already killed his way through the entire battlefield.

He had time to take a breath, and turned around, only to see that the previously ferocious and violent fishmen had been frightened by his divine power, and fear appeared on their ugly faces.

When he once again waved his long sword and rushed into the battlefield, the fishmen finally couldn't hold back the fear in their hearts, and screamed and ran away.

Only... a battlefield full of corpses was left.

"Well done!" The old sergeant, who was also covered in blood, wiped his beard, but felt blood all over his hands. He wiped the blood on his clothes with some disgust, and gave Lei a thumbs up, "You are indeed a hero who can catch a three-headed snake lizard alone!"

Lei smiled, shook off the blood on the sword, wiped the long sword, and put it back into the scabbard.

"This is just an appetizer, the main thing is still to come!"

The old sergeant nodded, looking at the army of murlocs lining up on the shore of the port in the distance, and sighed softly.

"How can there be so many of these damn things!"

The soldiers and adventurers next to him agreed with sympathy. Looking at the countless dead murlocs on the ground, if it were placed on other battlefields, it would have been a victorious massacre, but in the battle of the sea tribe invasion, this could only be regarded as repelling the first wave of murlocs.

Even the most confident and brave people, seeing the still endless army of murlocs in the distance, don't think of being optimistic at all.

The murloc team is always in chaos, because the ordinary murlocs who occupy the main body of the team cannot understand what order is. Chaos is their nature. Only those elite troops that are strong enough to fight against instinct can maintain a certain order-about the level of human children pretending to be soldiers after playing.

In terms of individual force, murlocs are not strong. Even a "strong man" like the chief of the fishman is only equal to the level of a fledgling adventurer. For senior adventurers, it is not worth mentioning.

However, the huge number of fishmen completely makes up for the lack of individual combat power. An adult female fishman can lay eggs once a year, and can lay about a thousand eggs each time. If there is a priest presiding over the hatching ceremony, about 60% of the eggs will be hatched after 30 days. If they can get more food, these young fishmen with the appearance of deformed small fish can often survive half, and complete the metamorphosis after three months, fully mature after one year, and can reproduce after three years - that is to say, under good conditions, a female fishman can reproduce 300 offspring in just one year. What's more terrifying is that after three years, among the first 300 offspring, 150 may start to lay eggs...

This reproductive ability is so strong that it is absolutely the top spot among all intelligent creatures, and it is several blocks away from the second place, which is simply the gap between a landmark high-rise building and a low shed!

There is a famous view that the main reason why the sea tribe often invades the land is to consume the excess population and avoid wasting too many resources.

"Population" is an extremely valuable resource for most intelligent races, but for the fishmen, it is more of a burden.

Relying on the terrifying number, the fishmen's favorite tactic is to swarm together. They never care about losses, because their number is enough to ignore losses. Once a legendary wizard counted the situation of a sea tribe invasion. At that time, he determined that there were about three million fishmen-then he was forced back by the strong men in the sea tribe and failed to complete the entire statistical work.

With such a large number, it is no longer a problem whether the individual strength is insufficient or the military discipline is lax. Especially when the sea tribe invades, with the help of spells cast by the strong men of other races, the fishmen will fall into a state of fanaticism from time to time, and will fight to the death before the spell fails.

Faced with opponents who are several times, dozens of times, hundreds of times, or even thousands of times their own, and they are also fearless and vicious, who dares to pat his chest and say "not afraid"?

Anyway, Lei didn't dare.

Even though his martial power was far superior to any other fishmen, theoretically with a sword in hand, he could move freely even if there were thousands of troops, but facing an army of at least a million fishmen, even if he had three heads and six arms, he couldn't kill them all!

Just like just now, he killed at least several hundred fishmen, but so what? To defeat the army of fishmen, he needed to repeat the battle just now tens of thousands of times!

After all, he is also a mortal. He will get tired after fighting for a long time, feel hungry if he doesn't have food, and feel pain if he is injured... The simple weapons of the fishmen can also launch fatal attacks. Once he is trapped in a siege due to fatigue, not to mention him, even the legendary strongmen are likely to be exhausted to death by the endless enemies.

More dangerous than these fishmen are those powerful sea monsters. Although most of them cannot leave the water for a long time, their huge power is like a rolling boulder. If you are accidentally entangled by a sea monster, you will soon be surrounded by the fishmen, and then the sea monsters will cooperate with the fishmen... Basically, if you encounter this situation, you can consider your last words.

However, the most dangerous thing is not these, but the sea clan strongmen who are hidden among countless fishmen and disguised as fishmen.

They have no reserve of the strong, and always change themselves to be no different from ordinary fishmen. But when the strong men on land are fighting fiercely, they will suddenly come out from behind and deliver a fatal blow.

Throughout the ages, there are many land warriors who died in the invasion of the sea tribe, and even many super masters in the legendary realm died. Most of them died in this way, and many people have not recovered until they died.

What Lei is most worried about are those enemies.

He squinted his eyes and carefully looked at the army of fishmen who were constantly climbing up the dock, reorganizing the team in a mess, trying to barely form a formation, trying to find the hidden warriors among them.

In the battle just now, he did not encounter such a strong enemy. Maybe they didn't have time to arrive, or maybe the wave of troops just now was just cannon fodder for testing, but there is no doubt that when the sea tribe invades, there will be foreign warriors mixed in with the fishmen-this is a lesson learned by countless people with blood, and it will never be wrong!

But his efforts are doomed to be in vain. The number of fishmen is too large and the order is too chaotic. It is simply impossible to find a few strong men who deliberately hide their strength in such a mess!

"Fire! Fire!"

When the murloc army approached a certain distance again, the magic cannons arranged inside the dock made deafening roars one by one. The low-level mages who operated the magic cannons were risking the explosion of the barrels to increase the firing rate as much as possible. They have been trained for a long time, and each shot can accurately hit the densely populated areas of the murloc team, and every shot hits the target.

The shells fired by these magic cannons are a magic crystal wrapped in a metal shell. It is not stable, and it depends entirely on the magic array inside the metal shell to suppress the tendency of the explosion. Once it is fired, the magic array on the metal shell will disintegrate in a short time, and then the magic crystal will explode, turning into a dazzling flame, which is as powerful as the famous intermediate spell "Fireball".

The magic cannons used in Gars City are more classic models, with slightly smaller power but fast firing rate. In the hands of the well-trained low-level mages, the roars of more than a dozen magic cannons are continuous, like a group of dragons roaring, blasting bloody gaps in the densely populated army of murlocs.

"Asshole! Go to hell!" Sui Xiong was roaring at the moment. He used his icy power to the fullest, freezing a large area of ​​space. Although the Shadow Demon King could still escape by breaking through the space for the time being, the space he could move in was getting smaller and smaller.

If this continued, it would not take long before it would completely lose the space to escape and dodge, and could only fight Sui Xiong to the death.

Sui Xiong was absolutely sure of such a battle!

But he couldn't help but feel a little worried in his heart. The Shadow Demon King came strangely, and it was obviously in a very dangerous time, but it still refused to retreat. Why?

Could it be... someone behind the scenes was commanding it to not dare to retreat?

The guy who could force this monster that had been ravaging the world for hundreds of years to fight for it, or give it the confidence to fight, must be much stronger than it. Could it be a god?

Which god was attacking his church?

On the other side, the battle between Hemsala and Timsara has reached a fever pitch. The two giant creatures, too huge to describe, have been entangled together. The violent tide of anger and the cold dark tide collided without any fancy moves, causing violent turbulence on the seabed. Sui Xiong's clone waved his tentacles beside him, constantly bombarding the part of Timsara's body that could sense the divine power, trying to speed up the defeat of this evil monster.

Now we need to buy time and solve the battle here as soon as possible, so that this clone can be released earlier, whether it is to rescue Lei or to join the battle on the main body, it can help a lot.

At this time, Lei encountered an unexpected situation.

Rank, who was supposed to leave with Liv, actually came back!

Today is the God of Wealth Day. I wish you all good fortune this year, gold in your left hand and silver in your right hand, and count money until your hands cramp!