The next morning, Mu Ying was awakened by the bird-shaped spirit he had summoned.

Before she could climb out of her residence, the whole tree shook, and the bird-shaped spirit rushed out, but it disappeared not long after.

Muying knew that the situation was not good, and the spells cast on her body last night had expired over time. She quickly added a tree skin spell and a spider walking spell on herself, so that she could stand firmly on the tree.

Then he took out his broomstick and rode on it. He leaned down and pressed against the broomstick, and flew out as fast as possible.

Finally far away from the ground, Muying stayed in the air, opened her sleeves, and saw a bruise.

Just a short while after she came out, she was hit several times, and even the tree skin technique could not completely block it. It was like this on her arms, so other parts of her body must not be much better.

On the ground, the tree where she lived last night had collapsed.

The culprit of all this is the alien race with whom she was still thinking about establishing diplomatic relations last night.

It is also a humanoid race, with a fish head and human body, covered in purple and slippery body, and its average height is about the same as that of humans.

Everyone raised their spears and screamed at her, and some were particularly persistent in throwing spears at her, even though the spears couldn't even reach her toes.

What she expected yesterday was good. This race is intelligent, but not friendly.

They seemed to have their own language, but it was not a common language. Muying couldn't understand what they were called, but their hostility towards her was clear.

The tree she lived in last night was about thirty meters away from the village. It was still under the cover of the tree canopy, and it was difficult to detect it with the naked eye. How did they find themselves?

Unfortunately, she couldn't cast a spell while flying in the air and had to concentrate on controlling the broomstick.

Judging from the appearance of these things, they must be more flexible in the water, so the wood fireflies flew inland.

They obviously haven't given up yet and continue to chase after them. However, the speed is not fast, but there are many of them. The average number of people is like crazy. Coupled with their slightly trembling appearance, they look quite scary.

After the distance was about the same, Mu Ying landed and used the creature identification method to explore.

"Kuo Tao fish man, a level 1 medium-sized humanoid creature, amphibious, with oily skin. Sunlight has a slight negative impact on its vision. It can sense any creature within 30 feet around it, whether it is invisible or in other spaces.

Good at using spears and catching nets. Skill sticky shield."

After the investigation, Mu Ying quickly flew up again. The challenge level of these Kuo Tao fishmen was only level 1-2, but there were so many of them that even a spear thrown by each one could knock her down.

She could use offense instead of defense, but before they could reach the casting range, she would be hit first.

Of course, Muying didn't give up just yet. These guys were like lunatics, so hostile. They just came up to kill her. They didn't give them any color and they thought she was easy to bully!

She didn't seduce them this time, she just flew away.

I found a safe grove, first cured the bruises on my body, then used my claws of feedback to pull out a large pile of wood, and used wood plasticity to make a large and thick shield out of them.

It was similar to the one I made at Chun'an Camp before. Unfortunately, the storage bag was not convenient to use at the time, so I threw it away, so I had to make another one.

The shield was ready, she put it in the storage bag, and polished her two swords.

After all the mana has been restored, cast the Treeskin spell and Divine Walk on yourself and take off again.

Today she had to make these murlocs look good! Since they couldn't communicate well, she might as well kill them. It just so happened that her level 5 killing experience was still a little short of reaching the upper limit.

It was already past noon, and Mu Ying, who was fighting back fiercely, jumped into the air.

In such a large fishing village, there is not even a single murloc.

Muying: "..."

What's going on with these murlocs? There's no vigil at night, so just go into the dungeon. No one is left to look after your house when you go out in broad daylight. There's a huge group of them doing whatever they do.

But today she is not the same as yesterday. Yesterday, she did not enter the village with the intention of making good friends. Today, she is already an enemy. The enemy is not here, so she just steals the house.

Muying entered the village without hesitation.

The sad thing is that most of the houses in the village seem to have no fish people living there. They are just empty shells with nothing but dried salted fish.

There is no shadow of the treasure chest or anything.

"Yes, the dungeon is their base camp, and the treasures are naturally hidden there." Muying walked around the village and picked up nothing.

The village was set on fire with the last fire.

Then we waited on the small slope where we stayed last night.

As evening approaches, the Kuo Tao fishmen return from the waves, bringing with them today’s catch.

Then the murlocs exploded.

How about such a big village?

The ground was scorched black with residual heat, and the dungeon door stood there alone, looking a little desolate.

There was nowhere to vent their anger. They raised their spears and ran around, but they did not reach within 30 feet of Muying and did not find her.

Mu Ying became a little impatient and drew her bow to full capacity.

"Whoosh——"

One murloc's eye was shot out.

The fishmen all looked in the direction from which the arrows were shot.

Of course, because the sun hadn't set yet, their eyesight was a bit bad, so they could only roughly find the direction. In fact, the positions they looked at were slightly off.

However, Muying also achieved his goal of attracting the fishmen, and immediately put away his bow and arrows and replaced himself with a shield.

He also took the time to use curse magic to mutter, "The fish people must die, the fish people must die, the fish people..."

Murlocs are all bad-tempered, and there is an obvious lack of leaders among them. Many of them throw their spears in a hurry as soon as they come into their sensing range.

Some of the shots missed and fell on the grass, and some were nailed to wooden shields, without any impact on the wooden fireflies.

She smiled and accepted the spears being thrown at her, and put them all into her pocket.

When they got closer and entered Muying's casting range, Muying opened a small hole in the wooden shield, stared outside, and released a blazing fireball into the crowd of fish.

These fishmen are slippery and full of grease, and they are very close to each other.

Mu Ying controlled the blazing fireball to roll left and right, running rampant through the crowd of fish.

"Zizi~"

The fish people couldn't escape for a while, they were burned badly, and a fishy smell spread in the air.

The threat of death still outweighed their desire to attack. Those who were set on fire hurriedly ran into the water to put out the fire, while those who were not set on fire also spread out to avoid the blazing fireballs.

A major flaw of the blazing fireball is that it does not roll very fast. If the fishmen avoid it consciously, it will soon lose its impact.

Then there was a wind wall technique, which she threw out.

When the fish people dispersed, they did not retreat backwards, but mostly dispersed to the left and right.

Muying directly used the Wind Wall spell as an attack spell, and most of the murlocs were immediately trapped in it.
Chapter completed!