Chapter 200 Wanderers Want to See What Kind of Work You Are Going to Do (First Update!)

"boom!"

On the blue sea, the roar of artillery fire continued.

Like muffled thunder on the ground, a strange smell like fire rose in the air as the sea water surged.

Kill at close range?

No one would be stupid enough to jump into the cold water and fight with the ferocious deep-sea murlocs.

The symphony of guns and fire is the supreme movement that will push this kind of battle to a fever pitch!

"Heavy artillery!"

An artilleryman suddenly pulled the device that controlled the gun barrel in front of him.

The strong muscles, under excessive exercise, took on a violent, slightly trembling form.

The lower-class soldiers aimed at the turbulent movement of the sea with muskets that were obviously one size larger than conventional barrels.

The holy emblem of Poseidon is engraved on the bottom and hull of the ship:

This is a must for ships participating in this war.

Advanced technology?

Sophisticated equipment?

Fierce artillery fire?

No, the Holy Emblem obtained through Poseidon sacrifice is the only rigid standard.

Those fishmen who still want to make a living in the sea dare not attack the hull of the ship with the sea god's emblem printed on it.

They can only attack through the sea.

The unpredictable Poseidon doesn't mind how humans use his holy symbol.

On the contrary, He, who has a cruel divine side, may also be keen on appreciating such bloody fighting.

The sea surface has been polluted by large areas of fish-man blood.

It seems that humans currently have the absolute advantage.

But the commander of the third regiment of the Human Alliance Army had a serious look on his face.

When there is no way to "remove fuel from the bottom of the cauldron" and the firepower and equipment are completely crushed, such a battle situation is not something to be proud of.

A really tough, meat grinder-like fight.

It will start when the fishmen rely on the sacrifices of a large number of their own kind to draw the battle line to the deck.

A fishman with a rich and majestic sea as a backup resource.

In terms of numbers, it far exceeds humans with vast land territories.

Moreover, they are evil in nature and are not afraid of fighting.

Perhaps only when death engulfs them bit by bit.

Only these aliens in the deep sea feel fear.

But the instant destruction will only stimulate their more and more violent desire to kill.

The wind, Ada Nolan, shuttled lightly through the shadows of the cabin.

Just because the murlocs don't dare to attack the hull doesn't mean they won't just jump over it:

Shadow jumping is not a complicated and difficult-to-obtain extraordinary power for these monsters in the deep sea.

Compared to the war with heavy artillery fire on the surface.

The fight that took place in the dark, damp cabin was even more obscure and bloody.

The murlocs did not dare to use large-scale magical power in the cabin, and human guns were also restricted.

Poseidon will not tolerate offense from humans just because they use his holy symbol.

He is not partial to any race…

Just like the sea is tolerant and changeable.

Another deformed war mixed with gods...

Feng Ada Nolan thought so.

All the unreasonable things seemed so natural after the appearance of the gods.

Sometimes, Feng Ada Nolan wonders, what is the use of the personification of these rules?

Perhaps they are useful to the plane at certain stages.

But for the creatures below, it is not always a blessing.

"Well……"

A human soldier hiding at a fixed attack port.

Suddenly, his throat was wiped by a strange weapon protruding from the wooden board behind him.

After struggling feebly for a while, he fell heavily.

A strange-looking fish-man appeared from the shadows.

Then, it found itself stuck in the attack port...

Those bulges seemed to be squeezing the soldiers' space for nothing.

The fish-man, whose form is completely different from that of human beings, is tightly bound inside.

The demon-forbidden inscription attached to it prevents the fishmen from escaping into the shadows.

It starts to struggle.

As a result, those protrusions that looked like wooden structures were broken through the camouflage of wooden fibers.

It leaked out and looked like a ferocious form of some kind of metal.

It was like a barb, and as the fish-man struggled, it penetrated deeper and deeper into the fish-man's body.

Then the vicious magical inscription came into play.

At this moment, a slender arm stretched out from the gap outside.

Then, there was a slight sound of metal penetrating flesh.

The fish-man stopped struggling...

"The tenth……"

Looking at the reminder information refreshed on her retina, Feng Ada Nolan frowned.

Did the campaign to stop the sacrifice fail?

She specializes in gaining military merit by killing this kind of high-level elite template Murloc Lurker.

This battlefield is already familiar to her.

But occasionally there are times when the car overturns.

After all, she has no regular teammates.

Whether those players who go to block the summoned sea beast sacrifices can succeed sometimes depends on luck.

Obviously, some bad luck this time...

Feng Ada Nolan is not ready to be greedy.

Although, she had already captured another fish-man lurker in the distance and fell into the trap.

But this ship serves as the initial teleportation location for players on the comprehensive network.

It will inevitably head towards the most intense main battlefield.

Feng Ada Nolan changed into a suit of water sneaking equipment.

She is prepared to enter the water directly from the bow or stern.

Then, sneak to the edge of the battlefield and harvest a few final waves.

As for the bow or the stern?

Feng Ada Nolan hesitated slightly.

Then she moved towards the bow.

It stands to reason that the bow is more dangerous.

But she wanted to see if those two boastful guys were still fishing there.

Wind Ada Nolan likes to watch the embarrassing scenes of those who tell lies.

Who doesn’t have a little hobby?

Along the way, Feng Ada Nolan lightly avoided the artillery fire area that was filled with some kind of thick, choking smoke.

She still doesn't understand the composition of artillery fire in this world.

It looks a little like gunpowder, but it seems a little different.

It seems that it is also mixed with complex magical processes such as flesh and blood refining?

Not long after, the skilled wind-Ada Nolan passed through the somewhat chaotic deck and came to the bow of the ship that was facing the wind and waves below.

Compared to the previous calm scene.

Now, there are densely packed fish-men below.

They roared, trying to use this as a breakthrough.

Then, he was stabbed to death with a spear from the Dragon Vein Warrior next to him.

He seemed quite excited about it.

Some are even eager to try and want to jump down and fight.

In line with the impression in Feng Ada Nolan’s mind that her intelligence gradually declined with the intensity of the battle...

As for the other side, Wu Jin, who felt strange to Feng Ada Nolan, was silently staring at the sea.

The turbulent fish-men below didn't seem to make him feel very excited.

In fact, Feng Ada Nolan vaguely sensed a sense of nostalgia from the other party's expression.

When Feng Ada Nolan saw this, she was suddenly not ready to leave.

She wanted to see what tricks these two guys could do.

It would be too boring if it was purely driven by profit.

At this moment, the sea suddenly became calm.

Feng Ada Nolan's pupils suddenly tightened.

The next moment, a huge shadow that almost covered the sea gradually appeared in her field of vision.

The sea beast has arrived!