The flying air waves raised a huge mushroom cloud in the sky.
Yi Xia harvests flags and looks around.
The thick dust mist could not block his view of the endless firelight.
He looked at the ground. Surprisingly, those fish-man elites did not suffer much loss.
They somehow moved to the other side of Yi Xia, avoiding the devastating attack.
It can be seen that this is indeed an army with a tenacious fighting spirit.
Even though Yi Xia could clearly sense the fear of some of them.
However, they did not fall into a state of confusion or panic, but maintained the overall rhythm.
As the alien fishman at the center of the axis, he feels a bit like the commander of the human legion at this moment.
It met Yi Xia's eyes in the void.
In an instant, Yi Xia smelled a somewhat familiar scent.
It regarded him as a target...
Interesting, but it's a pity that the opponent is not a warrior.
Yi Xia's consciousness was like a sea of fire, with some noncommittal emotions.
He actually missed a certain orc who was like a stinky candy.
And the next moment, he had a thought in his mind.
In the strange fish-man's suddenly widened gaze, a huge spell book with unknown twisted patterns engraved on it appeared next to Yi Xia.
Compared to a simple giant, the combination of giant + spellcaster seems to be more intimidating.
For a moment, it felt like retreating.
The reckless giant and the giant spellcaster are two different concepts.
In the former, there is at least the possibility of tactical operation.
the latter?
Stupid guys can't become spell casters.
The opponent may not necessarily be smart enough, but he certainly doesn't have many weaknesses.
Then we have to fight a tough battle...
No one is willing to risk their lives with this guy who is obviously an alien being.
What's more, its warriors are not very willing to do this...
They are brave.
But facing such an enemy, simple bravery is not enough...
In the midst of lightning and flint, the alien fish-man activated the power within his body without hesitation.
The next moment, it and the surrounding fish-men began to distort.
They are "sinking"...
Just like Zongwang's description of this world, its space is not very stable.
Although this is not one of those areas where space is weak.
But how could the indigenous people who have lived here for countless epochs not know how to take advantage of this obvious and powerful characteristic?
As early as I don’t know how many years ago, spellcasters developed the ability to actively corrupt space in order to achieve the purpose of subspace teleportation anytime and anywhere.
Later, this series of spells was developed with countless extensions.
Every world has its own rules, and the life living in it will naturally comply with it and make use of it.
However, at this time, the "sink bottomed out".
This is a kind of strange fish-man that has never been seen before.
It felt like a young murloc jumping blindly into the shallows.
After the joyful leap, there was an "intimate kiss" between the head and the bottom of the river.
At this time, the alien fish discovered that there was fog around it.
This is a rather rare sight in the sub-plane sea, the hometown of the fishmen.
It is quite far away from the material world. After the light of the star penetrates the layers of sub-planes, only a halo like an egg yolk is left.
Spell?
The alien fishmen sense the surrounding subspace.
It soon discovered that the current space is in an indescribable stable state.
In a sense, like bubbles glued together?
Fragile, but there is no such obvious gap anymore.
The alien fishman stared above his head calmly:
In the thick fog, it could not clearly see the crater that was already some distance away from them.
One can only vaguely glimpse the rich shadow of its deep material region in the subspace.
Enclosed space?
This is the endless freedom of Nuniz space...
Stranger, no matter how strong you are, you can't catch a free fish in the sea.
The corners of the alien fish-man's mouth were raised slightly, showing a somewhat sarcastic expression.
Order of the Deep Sea: Open the Cave!
Suddenly, some magnificent magic power shot out from its magical weapon.
The space in front of you gradually "dissolves" at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Vaguely, the alien fishmen smelled the atmosphere of their hometown.
Confined space?
Then smash it!
The blood of the people of the deep sea will not be troubled by this trick.
But at this moment, the alien fish-man felt some kind of deep and indescribable terror.
It is something that cannot be conveyed in words, just like the deep despair of mortal beings witnessing the sudden "collapse" of the sky.
The alien fishman suddenly raised his head.
In an instant, its pupils suddenly contracted!
It can see that the space above its head is in some kind of chaos and distortion that cannot be described in any natural state!
As if something took a bite out of it, a huge, terrifying trace of the void suddenly appeared there!
There was no sound, no light or shadow.
Everything was silent, no light or sound could escape the swallowing of the twisted void.
It's like a silent horror movie.
Suddenly, the unstoppable death comes...
Maybe, I did something wrong...
The strange fishman was suddenly startled.
It magically corrupts the surrounding spaces, allowing them to "sink".
But it seems that this also opens the other party's shackles...
When the space was corrupted, the opponent directly used weapons to tear the space apart...
How to fight this?
In the heavy fog, the alien fishman stood on the same spot.
It looks at a huge and deep shadow that is constantly falling from the material world above.
Getting closer, getting closer...
"Give me a sword..."
The alien fishman said to the soldiers beside him.
The fishman soldier nodded and handed his weapon directly to the opponent.
"Don't be afraid, children of the deep sea, don't be timid in front of foreign life."
"We are going to fight from the bottom of subspace to the top."
"Nuniz's scorching light will eventually crack our scales."
Then, the alien fishman looked at the deep shadows that were getting closer and closer.
There were not many violent mood swings in its scarlet eyes.
The time calculated in the sea of consciousness gradually approaches a certain key node.
The alien fishman stabbed his own heart with his sword without hesitation.
The next moment, a violent explosion suddenly exploded!
"boom!"
Yi Xia felt a slight vibration in the soles of her feet.
Somewhat similar to the feeling of holding an old-fashioned cannon in your hand until it exploded when you were a child.
He moved his feet away and looked down into the chaotic space.
The space in this world is too fragile, and these natives are constantly developing spells to make it even more fragile...
Yi Xia sensed that the surrounding space was gradually returning to calmness, and he even had the illusion that he could "move in physical space."
However, considering that there was a high possibility of being blacklisted from this plane, Yi Xia naturally gave up the idea.
These chaotic spaces had an unexpectedly low impact on Yi Xia.
Considering the living environment that the direct bloodline of Chaos should have originally corresponded to, Yi Xia probably had some understanding.
Then, he noticed a certain fragile space that had not yet dissipated.
It seems to lead to a vast area...
Yi Xia had a thought in her mind and threw the flag directly at it!
The next moment, the space that was gradually recovering was directly smashed into a large deep hole!
The originally hazy and fuzzy atmosphere suddenly became rich.
Yi Xia saw a sleepy sea with densely packed fish-men in it.