Chapter 95: The Magic Knight and the Musician
Chapter 94
"Gentlemen, assemble..."
Benny said as he took out a cheap signal light similar to a Kongming lantern.
After the black signal light was lit, the lantern emitting black smoke began to rise into the sky.
Soon, a flare was fired into the sky in the distance, which was the assembly signal given by other teams.
Benny pulled out a jet pack and soared into the air on a jet of steam power.
Rosen also took out a flying backpack, which was a steam flying backpack powered by Blazing Shadow Ore.
Because of its good quality and low price, it has become the most common flight equipment in nearby countries.
Although it has disadvantages such as slow flying speed, difficulty in turning and easy damage, it is cheap enough. As long as it is not used for air combat with others, it is definitely the best choice for rapid maneuvering across terrain obstacles over short distances.
Rosen and his team quickly arrived at the location of the flare, where a huge assembled plastic board was floating on the sea.
Benny also took out a large number of assembly plastic plates from his space ring and threw them down, then landed on the edge of the giant assembly plastic plate and assembled the assembly plastic plates he was carrying to the edge, thus expanding the area of the assembly plastic plates, which was originally dozens of meters in radius, a lot more.
At this time, several teams had already gathered on this giant assembled plastic board and were resting.
Gradually, more and more teams gathered here.
Rosen looked at the assembled plastic boards under his feet and couldn't help feeling a little ashamed.
He prepared a boat and placed it in the Divine Territory for use.
All the people present were Sequence 8 elites, and there were more than ten nobles. Could it be that these people could not afford an ordinary ship?
Of course not. The reason for choosing to assemble plastic boards was that it was more cost-effective.
These people of the extraordinary sequence risked their lives to come to the Soul Realm of the Murloc Elegy just for money. They would not save a penny where they should not save, but would not spend a penny more where they could save.
In less than half a day, all human extraordinary sequences gathered together.
At this time, wizards from each team came out and took out all the corpses of the murlocs that they had hunted previously.
Then he used his extraordinary ability of flesh and blood transformation to sew all the fish-man corpses together.
The last mountain of murloc corpses floated on the surface of the sea, with countless blood flowing, completely dyeing the surrounding sea red.
This is a provocation to the murloc tribe, and it also creates a favorable battlefield for the subsequent all-out war.
Since I entered the spiritual realm in the morning, I can now see the afterglow of the sunset.
The surface of the sea was covered with a layer of golden glow, which made the sea of corpses and blood floating on the sea of sea less terrifying.
However, if you look carefully under the sea, you will find that the mountain of corpses is completely surrounded by shadows rising from the bottom of the sea.
Rosen enhanced his vision five times, then focused his spiritual energy into his eyes and performed the energy condensation technique.
His eyes strengthened to the limit, his vision dispelled the darkness and looked towards the bottom of the sea.
Rosen saw densely packed murlocs. There were at least several million murlocs gathered right below the mountain of corpses.
This morning, numerous human teams have hunted down at least two to three million murlocs.
Counting these millions now, the fishman tribe has almost come out in full force.
These ordinary fishmen are cannon fodder, and their only value in existence is to consume their spirituality.
It may seem cruel, but it is actually the right choice.
Because the extraordinary murlocs cannot afford to lose, the result of losing is that ordinary murlocs will be slaughtered at will.
Instead, they treat ordinary murlocs as cannon fodder. After winning, with the murlocs' powerful fertility, the population of the murloc tribe will return to its peak in a few decades at most. There is no need to consider how to make a choice.
A dozen human wizards dispersed and walked to the corner of the pile of corpses.
They began to take out the witchcraft array that had been half-arranged in advance, and the alchemical magic items that had been prepared in advance.
As the blue lightning exploded, the sea within a radius of thousands of meters was filled with countless electric arcs.
These electric arcs will only cause numbness for the extraordinary sequence, and may even make people feel a little pleasurable.
But for ordinary fishmen, these arcs are enough to destroy their fragile eyes.
Even continuous electric shocks are enough to cause the heart of an ordinary fishman to stop.
Countless dead bodies of fishmen floated to the surface of the sea with their eyes open.
At this time, human doctors from each team began to take out various potions that could decompose the fish-man corpses and scattered them into the sea.
These potions, specially developed for the murloc corpses, quickly decomposed most of them.
The sea water was completely polluted, and the ordinary fishmen who managed to survive had no way to survive.
This is why humans have an absolute advantage when facing the spiritual realm.
Unless the enemy faced by the spiritual realm is overwhelmingly powerful, human extraordinary beings can constantly explore and find ways to restrain it.
If the corpses of these ordinary murlocs are not dealt with, the murloc priests of the murloc tribe can turn the corpses of ordinary murlocs into sacrifices.
The Frost Naga that finally awakened from her slumber was far more powerful than one that awakened normally.
Now that millions of ordinary fishmen have died, they have neither consumed the extraordinary spiritual power of mankind nor can they become qualified sacrifices.
The extraordinary fishman's plan to burn his boats turned out to be a joke that ended in vain.
Forced into a desperate situation, it's time for the Murloc Tribe to launch a general attack.
At this time, the wizards, who had consumed a lot of energy, returned to the top of the mountain of corpses to rest, and the knights of each team began to move forward and prepare to start a fight.
Without exception, they are all Magic Knights, a very special type of knight sequence.
Normal knights all have mounts, whether it is a ship or a supernatural life form, anything that can be ridden is a mount.
However, for a Magic Knight, it is only very unlikely that he will be able to obtain a mount until he reaches Sequence 6.
Because the mounts of the Magic Knights are too expensive, the Magic Knights of Sequence 6 basically cannot afford to buy suitable special mounts.
Although these Sequence 8 Magic Knights are all elites, they can only equip themselves with a full set of magic armor.
Magic armor is different from magic armor. Magic armor is similar to enchanted medieval armor, but magic armor is created by transforming one's body into exoskeleton armor, and then using the soul as the body to control the flesh and blood body.
Regardless of the damage ability, the Magic Knight's defense ability is at least in the top three.
I saw muscular men tearing off their clothes, and their skin and muscles were metalized into mechanical armor.
Then, the hair, eyes, even the mouth and chest were transformed into weapons.
In the end, each of them was either holding a battle axe or a war hammer, with a shield in his left hand and a weapon in his right hand, standing at the foot of the mountain of corpses.
With just a dozen or so magic knights, it was obvious that they could not stop thousands of extraordinary fishmen.
At this time, two nobles stood up and took out alchemical dolls and various musical instruments.
Then, with the microphone in the right hand and the baton in the left hand, they played a magnificent war symphony on top of the mountain of corpses, accompanied by their loud and clear singing like dolphins. It was obviously just a beautiful chorus of two people, but they sang a magnificent war epic.
This is no ordinary symphony or bel canto chorus, but an epic war song performed by two musicians.
With the power of spirituality, war songs transform imaginary music into real war scenes.
An ancient city appeared directly around the mountain of corpses, and ancient warriors appeared around the city walls. These warriors, holding shields and spears, struck their shields with their spears, accompanying the epic war songs played by the musicians.
(End of this chapter)