Goblin Dependency

——First Ring·Enchantment and Control System·Charm Human!

The result... naturally goes without saying.

The pink light turned into powerless fragments and scattered the instant it landed on Xia Nan.

The backlash effect from "Gaze into the Abyss" spread through the residual spiritual power of the spell to the fishman priest who cast it.

After suffering consecutive spiritual backlash, the fishman priest started bleeding from its mouth and nose, its fish eyes rolling back, barely avoiding fainting on the spot.

When the priest’s consciousness returned to reality, the black-haired adventurer, who was far away earlier, having quite a distance between them, had already forcefully pushed past the spirit weapon attack summoned by another priest with their arm shield and appeared right in front of it.

The few elite guards that were originally protecting the priest were nothing but shattered remnants.

With one sword stroke, the head of the fishman priest was directly severed; the arm shield coated with "Gravity Etching" turned, smashing into the spirit weapon chasing them, and the small fireworks-like force field energy exploded in the water, shattering this Second Ring Psionics completely.

"One left."

The pitch-black eyes seemed to see through the sea barriers, spotting the fishman priest trembling under the protection of guards in the distance.

Casually grabbing a fish spear floating nearby, the adventurer threw it horizontally, activating the "Heavy Tide" skill enhanced to full level. Although using little force, the opportunity was seized, instantly rendering the nearby Sha Hua fishmen seemingly losing control of their body balance.

They struggled and staggered in the water as if drowning, before a following wolf-like howl turned them into three bodies of riddled pieces.

Having witnessed the entire battle, the remaining fishman priest, after seeing the other two spellcasters turned into headless corpses, found its mental defense finally collapsing amidst the fast-approaching wolf howl.

"Night Mother’s Gaze" took effect, and boundless fear spread within its heart.

Ultimately, it abandoned the few trembling fishman guards before it, using the Third Ring "Flying Skill" to escape towards the sea surface.

Then, on the shore, the fishman commander saw the scene: a leaping wolf beast from the sea snarled, biting off a large portion of the priest’s body.

"Gah! Lu!"

The fish eyes widened as the Sha Hua fishman commander roared furiously.

As the leader of the entire fishman army, it knew the importance of these three spellcasting priests to the team.

In some respects, their status within the current army was second only to its own, and the functionality of the spellcasters could help with most special circumstances.

To minimize losses when getting ashore, the commander personally came to support the fishmen, even leaving a significant part of the elite forces in the water solely to intercept a single intruder.

Yet even now, it couldn’t comprehend what had happened in these mere five minutes.

Why?

It had clearly left so many elite guards with them, and they wouldn’t need to concern themselves with anything onshore; the three spellcasters only needed to deal with one enemy.

Why?

No time was left for the commander to think; what happened in the sea boosted the adventurers’ morale on the field, the melodious lute tunes echoing in the air louder than ever.

From "Furious Tide Battle Gang" and "Wind Forger," Iron Grid and Sefeng, each with a teammate, closed in on the fishman commander once again.

A sense of instantaneous shift in the situation was felt, coupled with the overall morale hit by the tragic scenes from the sea.

The commander realized it couldn’t allow this situation to develop, needing a strong counterattack to reclaim the situation.

With a sudden roar, the fishman commander’s already towering, muscular body expanded twice its size, causing Iron Grid, with dwarf lineage, barely to reach its waist.

The surface of the fishman’s body shone sleekly with a layer of water luster matching the blue glow of its blood.

Clearly employing some sort of state-enhancing battle skill, the four adventurers grappling with it wouldn’t miss this opportunity.

Iron Grid took the lead, swinging a heavy hammer down; Sefeng followed half a step behind, his double-bladed stabbing sword darting from the side, targeting the commander’s side flank soft spot.

The other two adventurers attacked its back simultaneously.

And just when Iron Grid’s heavy hammer was about to drop, those boisterous and savage eyes seemed to perceive something suddenly.

The pupils constricted.

"Careful!"

The stocky dwarf hybrid shouted a reminder.

But it was already too late.

Suddenly, a blue light burst outward, centered on the commander’s body.

The powerful shockwave knocked away the near-striking Iron Hammer and stabbing sword, and also caused the two adventurers, who were in the middle of an attack and unable to defend themselves, to instantly lose control of their balance.

Their bodies swayed, and they staggered backward.

"Whoosh!"

A dangerous whooshing sound echoed by their ears.

The Fishman Commander, who had deliberately exposed a flaw to lure everyone into an attack, wouldn’t waste this rare opportunity.

In an instant, he turned around, gripping his deep blue gold stone fish spear tightly with both hands, swinging it in a semicircle through the air.

The timing was perfect, making it almost impossible for the two adventurers to defend or evade, and they didn’t even have enough time to react.

The sharp edge of the spear’s tip slashed diagonally down from one adventurer’s shoulder to another adventurer’s side waist, slicing away half their bodies.

Blood, flesh, and organs splattered and scattered all over the ground.

Not entirely dead, the screams of the two adventurers who had been cut in half echoed throughout the venue.

"Aaaahhhhh!!!"

With strong camaraderie, watching his teammates die like this, Iron Grid almost instantly fell into a state of rage.

The barbarian blood in his body transformed his inner anger into a substantial red light, covering his entire body with a lively tattoo, as his muscle, solidified by his dwarf heritage, was stretched outward and expanded, bringing his entire figure to almost one meter eighty.

The iron hammer in his hand seemed engulfed in flames, radiating a fierce anger.

On the other side, although the team spirit between his teammates was not as deep as the "Furious Tide Battle Gang."

But as the captain of the "Wind Forger", he couldn’t remain indifferent in the face of the death of an elite member.

An invisible gale surrounded his entire body in an instant, and his slender and tall figure swayed like falling leaves, leaving traces of afterimages as the stabbing sword attacked the enemy like the wind.

Knowing that the death of teammates would greatly impact the morale of everyone on the scene, the battle had reached its most critical moment, and the two captains naturally had no room for reservation at this moment.

Using their full strength, they attacked the Fishman Commander from left and right.

But after being weakened by the Secret Realm, the two were clearly not as powerful as they were at their peak.

The perceptive Fishman Commander noticed this, and his rich battle experience allowed him to determine sharply that he could brace himself to endure the attack of one of the adventurers, exchanging injury for death, and bestowing death upon the other adventurer.

But just as the thought flashed through his mind, before he could make the final decision.

The lute music, which had originally lingered in the air and had almost become habitual, suddenly changed.

It shifted from the originally soothing and melodious to become urgent and fluctuating.

The adventurers only felt that the stamina they had gradually regained with the music was no longer changing, replaced by the Fishman Commander’s momentary stasis of body and mind at this most critical moment, only instinctively shifting his body slightly.

The next second, a gigantic iron hammer wrapped in substantial anger slammed down, completely shattering the Fishman Commander’s thigh, with bone fragments piercing through the skin; a double bladed stabbing sword horizontally pierced through the Commander’s body, coming out from the side waist, and emerging from the other side’s abdomen.

The intense pain brought consciousness back to reality as he was caught in a heavily injured state, flanked by two elite adventurers, feeling his life force rapidly depleting, the Fishman Commander let out a wild howl.

Four arms suddenly spread to the sides, just about to strike down and deliver heavy blows to the adventurers on both sides.

It was at this moment, since the wolf howl that bit half the priest and fell into the sea had made no movement, it suddenly echoed behind the Commander.

An eerie shadow enveloped his body.

A gray-black straight sword, slightly twisting the surrounding air, its surface wrapped in reddish-brown force field energy, pierced in from the back of the Fishman Commander’s head, emerging through his lips and teeth.

"Buzz."

The force field energy exploded like fireworks, blasting his skull to pieces.

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