Every second spent in the mud was extremely long, and the rain was still falling.
The tremor sensation makes Woody feel less lonely when walking through the endless soil. It feels like hiding under the eaves on a rainy day and listening to the rain hitting the tiles.
He was swimming in the mud like a fish. When he crossed the tall courtyard wall of the manor in another way from the mud, the feedback from the vibration perception suddenly became much less.
He knew he was coming out.
Although there were also rustling footsteps outside the manor, and he could even feel a group of sahuagin stepping on the dirt above his head, things here were obviously quieter and more orderly than inside the manor.
of disarray.
But this also shows that there is indeed a command behind these sahuagin people.
Woody in the mud cheered up and began to carefully search for the direction of the footsteps. If nothing unexpected happened, the casters might stay somewhere above their heads, quietly watching the situation in the manor.
They are linked to their belief in gods and will always put their own lives first.
In essence, he may not even need to take action this time. If he scares them, they may retreat.
He wouldn't mind doing it if given the chance.
After all, before they grow to a sufficient level, melee professions always have natural weaknesses and unknowns when facing spellcasters.
As a human being, the most important thing is to be mature and steady. Little do you know how many game bosses who re-played their roles in the past life died from a fireball thrown by the kobold tribe, and returned to the Land of Styx without even wailing.
middle.
Although priests who believe in Sekora most likely do not know the fireball technique, their "jellyfish tentacles", a variant of the "shadow tentacles", are equally difficult to deal with. In addition to these, they are also proficient in various negative evil spells, terror spells, and eye spells.
The art of blindness, the art of despair, the art of despair...
After being tortured by these spells for a round, the consequences are self-evident.
This is why Woody doesn't want to confront this group of sahuagin spellcasters if he doesn't have to.
It didn't take much effort to find this group of spellcasters, because Woody was traveling less than half a meter above the surface, so when detecting things on the surface, he could listen to the sounds fed back from the surface without any obstacles.
And in the crackling sound of rain, Woody keenly captured a whimper and the most familiar part of casting spells and chanting spells.
Just hit the cast!
Found you!
Woody was overjoyed.
After sensing the direction of the sound and judging the general area, Woody immediately took action. However, he was very careful and did not choose to show his head directly. Instead, he waited fifteen meters behind the area where the sound was located.
Only then did he poke his head out of the soil.
The sound of rain covered up Woody's inaudible sound of breaking ground. As his vision recovered, Woody quickly saw the scene of the area where the sound was located.
Beside an artificial fountain that is common on the road in an aristocratic area and is used for livestock drinking, three sahuagin who look more solemn and solemn than the other sahuagin are standing there. One of them is chanting something mindfully,
A look of concentration.
Well, maybe this is a strange description, but you can imagine it as an upright dog wearing clothes and looking in a certain direction, and the feeling will come out immediately, and it will be so conspicuous that you can tell at a glance that it is different from ordinary dogs.
They wore eel skin robes that were as smooth as silk, with pendants made of huge sharp teeth hanging under their necks. They also wore a triangular rattan hat woven from seaweed on their heads, and they held a hand in their hands.
In Secora, the bone scepter made of shark skulls looks extraordinary.
Their whole bodies exude a unique mysterious temperament, and they can be distinguished from those ferocious and brutal sahuagin warriors at a glance.
As for why they all wear the same clothes.
This is because the sahuagins, like the sahuagins, are managed in a militarized manner.
The leader is called the Baron, followed by the priests of the temple and powerful individuals at the sahuagin leadership level, usually a variant of the sahuagin with four arms. They have strict hierarchies, and even have restrictions on the attire of each class.
Strict requirements.
For example, ordinary sahuagin can only wear clothes made of sea vines, sea otters, dolphins and other animals and plants, while priests on the upper level usually wear moray robes, and soldiers have the same leather armor, and only barons have it.
Eligible to use shark bone armor made from shark remains.
The distance was not very far, but due to the heavy rain, Woody still looked hazy. When he got closer, he discovered that in addition to the three sahuagins near the fountain pool, there were several fallen bodies beside the road.
There were three or four figures lying on the ground, motionless. Judging from the blood spreading to his feet, they should be dead.
Judging from the clothes he was wearing, he must be a servant or groom from the aristocratic area. He must have been accidentally encountered when going out at night, or he may have been directly robbed.
What's more important is that these corpses are not complete, some are missing arms, and some have their stomachs directly hollowed out.
When Woody saw this, his face suddenly turned gloomy.
Although they were all strangers who had never been masked, his instinct made him reject this behavior subconsciously. He turned his head and stopped looking, but the fire in his heart had already ignited, and even the rainstorm could not extinguish the boiling fire in his chest.
Woody quickly and cautiously approached the group of sarkoid priests through the rain and bushes. However, after he narrowed the distance between the two parties to the critical point of ten meters of perception, Woody stopped moving forward.
Because he clearly knew that there was a possibility of being discovered no matter how close the location was.
Even if the sahuagin priest is on land, his perception will not be compromised at all. Even if there are environmental factors, he cannot get too close.
Woody grasps the distance and tries to find opportunities there.
Taking advantage of this time, he had canceled the spell on Thor's stone ring and lay down in a bush near the road.
According to his brief observation, these three priests should not be rigidly united, because it can be seen from their eyes that they are wary of each other, and they keep a certain distance from each other when casting spells.
However, this is normal in the sahuagin corporate culture.
The reason why the sahuagin have been unable to grow bigger is that after taking control of a sea area, as long as there are no other enemies involved, they will soon be limited to endless internal fighting until the originally powerful tribe is scattered.
It will only stop when it falls behind, and then it will fall into the struggle between tribes until the next unification.
If we can find opportunities for each of them to guard against, then there is a lot to be done this time.
No matter how bad the situation is, you can still seize the next opportunity to cast a spell and carry out a sneak attack.
As long as you kill or injure one of them, you will become the famous "fish running" race in the ocean that flees after hearing the news.
The remaining two priests will never think about revenge for their priest brothers, but think about how to leave this place according to the nature of the race that continues in the blood.
But even so, Woody was still extremely vigilant. While carefully observing the surrounding situation, he began to simulate temporary plans such as sneak attacks and escapes in his mind. This was his usual method. Otherwise, in the battle,
It would be foolish to take one step at a time.
Although the battle has always been changing rapidly, and it is impossible to deduce the details, it is always possible to have an idea.
Only in this way can you feel at ease.
…
It had already been ten nautical hours when we arrived at this manor where gillless species lived.
Cavill, Gusa and Quevedo are three Secora priests who usually have a competitive relationship with each other except for meeting in the temple. Most of them are responsible for hunting for their respective groups. Not long ago, they reached a rare consensus.
They decided to retreat.
They don't even need to be threatened by others, they are already planning to leave.
After not discovering the culprit who killed the three water elements, and the lack of progress in attacking the manor, they had already decided to give up.
The spell that Gusa cast just now was to use magic to tell its sahuagin warriors to stop attacking and return to the clear and charming sea with the "meat".
This is naturally good news for those of the same species who are not used to using gills to breathe on land and do not have the surface gravity to support buoyancy.
"Cavill, it's your turn!"
Holding the edge of the pool with one hand and half leaning on the head of a fountain horse, Gusa, who had his eyes closed and meditated, opened his eyes and said to Cavill on the other side.
Staggering this offer when casting spells is the default rule.
After all, within the Menarche tribe, the relationship between many priests has been extremely tense recently due to the competition for the chief priest. Two priests have already died because of this, and they also missed the opportunity to go to the great Sekora hunting ground.
This time, the baron did not send a sahuagin battle group led by two priests, but three. This was because the three of them could restrain each other without delaying the business.
"knew!"
After looking at the gazes of two of his kind, Gusa and Vidocq, Cavill slowly closed its inner eyelids and began to follow the steps of Gusa before, using the prayer of the sahuagin god to inform it.
Brothers of the sahuagin warband.
O Lord of Infinite Hunting!
You are the only rebel in the wave, the king of the deep who hunts all creatures!
The Lord of the Ocean, the unquestionable savior of the Sahuagin people, the great Sekora.
Your believers pray to you at this time, please spread my words to their ears through the water flowing throughout the world.
…
When the ceremony was over, a mysterious and mysterious power made it clearly perceive a huge local area network, and this power gave it the ability to briefly connect to all the nodes below.
It called softly, and according to the plan, it called back the group of kin who were trapped in the manor.
Although this is a plan to cooperate with human nobles, for the baron who aims to control the entire Thousand Sail Sea, it is naturally crucial to the trade between the two parties. However, judging from the unclear situation, this operation will definitely fail in the long run.
, there is no point in sacrificing anymore.
It watched with its own eyes a bright light bursting across the endless sky. Apparently, the people in the manor discovered them and notified other humans.
That's it! I've had enough of this gillless city, and the water here is actually bitter.
Just now, it curiously took a sip at the fountain. The taste of the water was full of rough metal, not as smooth and refreshing as sea water.
After the notification was completed, Cavill opened his eyes again, nodded to Gusa, and then turned to look at Quevedo, the meaning was self-evident.
The sahuagin priest, who was obviously much bloated, also nodded, and just stood there and began to devoutly recite hymns similar to Cavill's.
Cavell just stared like this, thinking in boredom.
But when it and Gusa were supervising each other, Cavell felt a little hungry.
It squatted down without hesitation, remembering that there was a gillless species captured here.
Cavill used his hook-like claw to grope for "food" downwards.
Cavell has long mastered the key to this relatively new food.
There is actually no difference between the gillless species and the fish they often eat in the sea. Although they have no tail, they have the same hard head. Although the back does not have fish-like rear fins, it is also protected by strong bones.
Their weak point is the belly, which is the softest. With a slight scratch with your fingernail, the most delicious things will flow out, just like eating oysters. Pry open and sip, and your mouth will be full of sweetness, thick and attractive.
The smell of blood.
It doesn't work anymore, just thinking about it makes his mouth water.
He couldn't wait to find the human corpse lying near the fountain. Hungry made his upper and lower jaws subconsciously prepare for chewing movements. However, accidentally, the fish's gills were exposed, as if he had bitten his tongue, which caused severe pain.
So much so that Cavill swallowed several mouthfuls of air before his swim bladder resumed operation.
At this time, he also saw a corpse lying on the edge of the pool. Judging from the skin on the face, it should be an old gillless species. It had lost its luster in the rain. He didn't know if it would become like a fish.
It's dry and astringent.
Cavill, who is already hungry, naturally doesn't care about this. As a sahuagin priest, it always believes in the maxims told to it by the priests.
"Meat is meat!"
But the moment Cavell touched the gillless creature, he sensed something approaching quickly. The prayer in his ear hadn't ended yet. He subconsciously looked up at Gusa, and Gusa's eyes
She also looked at him in astonishment.
No!
To be precise, he looked behind him to where the movement came from.
It subconsciously picked up the food it had just found with one paw, and subconsciously held the scepter it trusted as a medium with the other hand, then turned its head and looked around.
Cavill's eyeballs, which were as big as a baby's fist, shrank suddenly, and he was immediately frightened by the scene in front of him, and his eye sockets were painfully stuck by the protruding eyeballs.
He saw a cheekless man wearing an exquisite hunting suit stepping on the muddy ground, rushing toward their position with steps that he didn't even react to.
The arc-shaped long blade held in his right hand has already cut through the rain curtain in the sky, and the sharp momentum can be clearly felt even from a few meters away.
Sneak attack!
As a sahuagin priest, Cavill, or any priest of his clan, has thought about the possibility of being attacked.
Especially when I was alone in a land I didn't like, and was forced to be involved in a battle between gillless species, I thought about it countless times.
Therefore, after sensing this fresh sneak attack, although it instinctively panicked for a second, it quickly calmed down.
Because it is a priest and a believer of the King of the Deep Sea.
How could he be defeated by a gillless guy?
Therefore, through the rain, it showed its signature ferocious smile.
At the same time, it let out a low hum, and the distance was enough for it to complete a quick prayer.
Be my new food!
Cavill shouted in his heart, and soon the pool next to it burst into a stream of water.
Seven or eight jellyfish-like water-blue tentacles emerged from the pool and rushed toward the visitor.
——"The Binding of Kraken"
This is a magical technique that can only be used after reaching the third level of faith communication. Not only is each tentacle extremely powerful, but it can also automatically detect enemies. No matter how you dodge, you cannot avoid it. No matter how fast the swordfish is, it will also be caught by it.
Catch easily.
Cavill usually uses this to catch sharks and tame them, and his great white shark mount was tamed after he learned this spell.
But what Cavill didn't expect was that the tentacle that could grab the giant shark flew away.
The figure suddenly disappeared from its sight.
Its heart suddenly thumped, but it didn't have time to move.
A sharp arc of sword light cut off the rain curtain, and at the same time cut off its head...
