Our family is in decline

Ordinary deep divers are like clowns caught between shamans and sirens.

They have to rush when the Siren is beating them, and they have to rush when the Shaman is beating them. The pull from both sides makes them exhausted.

However, they met the good guy Lance, who quickly helped them solve this problem and killed all the shamans who appeared here. Now they can concentrate on rescuing the Sirens.

Lance threw away the remains that turned into dust, and gradually recovered from the [transcendence state].

Hearing the plaintive tone in the distance, he couldn't help but look over. A circle of deep divers died under Wangcai's fangs and claws, and the siren was still trapped in place.

However, although the singing had difficulty affecting Lance, for ordinary deep divers, it was an order that was impossible to refuse and someone who must be saved at all costs.

Especially after losing the shaman's check and balance, it became even crazier, and they were still emerging from the outside.

This is why Lance needs to control it first. Capturing it is equivalent to capturing the deep divers in the bay, so that they can all gather around for reinforcements.

After a brief breather, Lance also put away his horns and swung his arm blade to join the battle.

No one knows when this battle will end, but everyone knows that only the death of one of the two sides can end...

Anyone who offends Hamlet will be struck down by me!

There is no concept of time here. Lance no longer remembers how long he fought, nor how many deep divers he killed. He just waved his arm blade numbly, as silently as a killing machine. , the madness at the beginning was completely gone.

And those deep divers came in groups from the beginning, and the strength of those guys was guaranteed.

However, although the number did not decrease much later, it could be felt that the strength of these deep divers began to decline.

In other words, all the deep divers who had been accumulated for countless years now fell under Lance's knife, killing them directly.

But who cares?

Lance is like an infinite void. No matter how many deep divers come, not even a corpse is left behind.

Gradually, there were fewer and fewer deep divers. Until a certain moment, Lance looked around with his knife and found that there was no one left standing around.

After removing the ferocious helmet, Lance's face was finally exposed to the air again after so long.

"Huh~ It's over..."

Lance took a deep breath, and his nose could no longer even smell the strong stench.

Looking up at the crack on the top, I realized that the light cast by it had already changed from moonlight to sunlight.

In other words, he conservatively estimated that he killed for one night.

But there's still one left to go.

Lance turned to look at the Siren, his expression became a little strange.

Lance didn't know much about the stories about the deep divers, but he knew a little bit about the sirens. That was what his ancestor told him personally.

Because he has defeated this boss countless times.

The plot in the game once briefly introduced the story between the Siren and the Ancestor.

When the ancestor was still a lord, his lofty status naturally aroused the fantasies of many girls. Before Siren was transformed, she was such a precocious little girl who dared to act.

She took the initiative to approach her ancestor, showing her loyal admiration for him like a sea wave, and even developed the habit of following him like a shadow.

At first, the ancestor was naturally very interested in such a bold and proactive beautiful girl, but what kind of food has the ancestor not eaten? Later, after the novelty wore off, the girl became boring.

But the girl did not give up because of her ancestor's alienation. Instead, she continued to follow him, peeping like a crazy fan of a celebrity.

At this time, the ancestor got a mysterious and abominable statue from the pirates.

The study of this statue brought him into contact with some ancient things from the lightless abyss, of course, those deep divers.

It can only be that the ancestor is really a genius and has mastered the ability to communicate with these deep divers.

The Deep Ones surfaced under the moonlit night, seeking to recover the statue and a lunar eclipse offering that they could trade for countless treasures.

At this time, the ancestor was financially strapped due to excavation, so he concluded a deal with the deep divers.

After signing the contract, the ancestor's "new friends" silently dived into the black sea water, and all of this was seen by the girl who followed the ancestor.

The firelight trembling with fear on the shore in the distance betrayed her figure. In fact, the ancestor had noticed the girl a long time ago, and the reason for leaving her behind was also very simple.

The ancestor thought of a way to complete the contract and get rid of the girl, the best of both worlds.

Until the arrival of the full moon night, under the bloody moonlight, the ancestor lured the innocent girl to the edge of the pier.

Before she could appreciate the beautiful scenery, the ancestor tightly clamped the shackles on her body and locked her to the statue.

With just a gentle push, the two sacrifices were sent into the sea, completing the contract with those deep divers.

When the tide recedes, the most gorgeous and precious jewels are scattered on the coast. It can be said that the deep diver is the supporter of the ancestor's action. Without the treasure of the deep diver, it is absolutely difficult for him to succeed.

As for that girl?

She no longer belonged in the world acceptable to human reason. The aquatic demons had reshaped the poor girl into their own image.

She is now both their queen and their slave, the ugly ruler of the sunless abyss, the fallen siren—the Queen Siren.

To put it simply, the ancestor gave the little fan girl to the deep divers as a sacrifice and became a carrier of the power of the deep sea.

The role of the Sirens on the deep divers is to attract more humans through their charming songs and transform them into more deep divers.

That's why it is said that the Siren is both a queen and a slave controlled by the Deep Ones.

For Lance, it was just another tragedy caused by his ancestor.

The witches in the wilderness, the pigmen in the beast's cave, the sirens in the bay...it can be said that Hamlet's three acres are all caused by the old things.

It's just a pain that he, the heir, has to help the old guy clean up his tail.

Looking at the weakened and dying Siren, Lance couldn't help but curse in a low voice.

"Fucking ancestor!"

The Siren cannot be seen by others, and only dying here can make Lance feel at ease.

Lansiti walked over to end its suffering.

But she didn't expect that the guy was pretending to be dead. When Lance got closer, she blew the last conch.

This time Lance saw clearly why it looked like a toad and had an air sac in its throat, because it had a long breath when it blew the conch.

But at this moment, the air bag deflated as soon as it was inflated. What was even more strange was that what came out of the conch this time was not a sound, but several deformed and twisted flesh worms, attacking Lance with rapidity.

Devour the feast!

But in this regard, Lance stood motionless and allowed those who bit on the black armor to see clearly that they looked like sea maggots, faceless but with a mouth, and there were densely packed long and pointed tiny ones. It has sharp teeth, so if you get bitten, it will be a problem to sew the wound.

What's even more weird is that the second half of these sea maggots are connected together, and there are irregular blue balls on the torso, which may be some kind of organ or part of the body.

Finally, the torso was submerged into the conch. It looked like the living organism of the conch itself, or it might be a marine creature parasitic in the conch.

But it didn't matter anymore. The Siren's last blow by blowing the conch horn didn't even break Lance's defense. The sharp teeth of those sea maggots hit the black armor and smashed all its teeth. It was like coming. Funny.

Lance pulled out the wolf fang in a ritualistic manner and whispered towards it.

"The grudge between you and the ancestor will end here."

After that, the fangs were swung out at a speed that left no one with time to react. The blade could not even be seen touching Siren's body, only Lance's action of putting the knife back was seen.

The Siren's body collapsed after a two-second pause. Only then did he see the rolling head. It can be said that Lance gave it a good beating with his sharp fangs.

The past is cut off with a clean slate.

When the siren dies, it means that the deep divers of the bay are gone.

At this time, Lance finally took off the black armor, revealing his body that looked like it was scorched, but he recovered in an instant.

Putting on his shorts, Lance raised his hand to sacrifice the siren.

The void swallowed up the Siren corpse, but there was no movement as if fighting.

Lance pulled out the slightly thinner whale horn from the ground and took it back, seemingly not paying much attention to it.

Originally, he was tired, so it wouldn't be surprising if he didn't explode any equipment. After all, none of the shamans exploded their equipment. Instead, the murloc warriors exploded a dozen scales for him. Although these items were consumables, they were hard currency.

The vague shadow of the deep sea waves was easily crushed, and a moment later a stream of light merged into Lance's body.

The surprise made Lance's numb heart begin to revive. What he didn't expect was that the gift from the sacrificial siren turned out to be a skill!

But when he turned his attention back to himself and felt the gift, he realized that it was the Siren's ability [Charming Voice].

The power of this skill can make the sound he makes have magical power. As long as the opponent's will is not strong enough, he will be controlled, just like those deep divers faced the siren's call just now.

Even Lance couldn't help but be a little surprised after understanding this skill, because this ability is so outrageous.

It is possible that he suddenly asked the enemy to stop during the battle. If the enemy's will is not able to pass the judgment, he will stop. Even if it passes, the momentary loss of concentration in the duel between masters is enough to determine the winner.

This is just the tip of the iceberg of this ability. To exaggerate a bit, he can make his enemies fight for him just by opening his mouth.

For example, in today's battle, he could make the deep divers fight by themselves just by shouting.

Bewitching, inspiring, brainwashing... To put it simply, his voice contains irresistible charm, regardless of gender or species.

And this is not over yet. The conch horn was also swallowed by the void, and then returned back, as if it had been cleaned and delicate, and the barnacles that were originally attached to it had disappeared.

Lance took it in hand and studied it, and found that this thing seemed to be able to increase the [Charming Voice] and was a matching equipment. No wonder it was returned as a gift.

Of course, this [Siren's Conch] itself is a piece of extraordinary equipment, and it is the magic weapon of the caster. Other increases are not important. The most important thing is to stabilize spirituality.

Although this is of no use to Lance, his protection is unrivaled in the world!

Lance studied it and found that the sea worms that were originally inside the conch seemed to have been swallowed by the void, and now it was just a simple magical conch.

"Ugh——!"

Lance was like a child who got a toy and couldn't wait to blow it.

It's just that he can't play a siren-like rhythm. What sounds like a prominent melody is chaos, which is very outrageous.

But Lance never tired of it, playing with the conch while starting to clean up the battlefield.

The deep divers are all dead, but the sea creatures that were domesticated by them, such as needle jellyfish.

But without the support of the shaman's extraordinary power, all the jellyfish fell back into the water.

Originally, the shaman made the water here rise to the calf level, but as they died, the water level quickly dropped.

And those jellyfish were stranded everywhere on the ground.

Lance walked over and made a direct sacrifice without having to do anything. These guys have no brains.

The acupuncture jellyfish was stranded, but the sea snails did not stop after losing the control of the shaman, and still launched attacks according to the shaman's orders.

It's just that the enemy they are targeting is not Lance, but the unlucky Giant Claw Raider.

The battlefield was quite chaotic, but you could also see several purple-black soft bodies that had been cut off by the clamps, and a few smashed volutes. It seemed that the volutes were still not as strong as the giant clamps.

But there are so many sea snails that it doesn't matter how many of them die. On the contrary, it would be even worse for the giant clawed tide skimmers.

When the water level is high, the lower body will not be stained with mucus in the water, and the powerful giant pincers have enough power to resist mucus.

But now that the water level has dropped, the pointed toes of its lower limbs are quickly stuck with mucus, directly restricting its movement.

But those sea snails can't do anything to the Giant Claw Raider, that is, they spit and drown it, and now the Giant Claw Crab is blowing bubbles inside.

Lance picked up the warhammer and cracked the shells of those sea snails like he was opening a box. Not to mention, hearing the shattering sound was quite relaxing.

After cleaning up the sea snails, Lance looked at the Giant Pincer Raider and hesitated for a moment, but finally put down the war hammer and even used something to push away the mucus on the head and free its head.

He wanted to try out whether his [Charming Voice] was really effective, so he tried to communicate with it instead.

"Don't move, I'm here to save you."

Big eyes stared at small eyes. The tide skimmer had been entangled by the sea snail for who knows how long. He had long since lost his strength, otherwise he wouldn't be able to spit bubbles.

But it is not a lowly creature like a sea snail, and it has not forgotten its orders.

After hearing Lance's voice, he became excited. If his body wasn't covered in mucus, he would probably lift up the pliers to pinch him.

"You, can you understand?"

Lance was a little confused, what the hell was wrong?