Chapter 82: The Incomparable True Lizard Man (Part 2)

All of Duluqi turned into statues. They stared at the Siren’s tentacles floating on the sea, watching as the pieces of meat on the sea became more and more.

The sea water had turned a light red, and the dark elves hoped that it contained the blood of their enemies.

Unfortunately, they knew nothing about Lynch's power.

The wrath of the sea god Matheran was summoned by the sorceress, dark clouds covered the scorching sun, and arcs of lightning streaked violently across the sky.

The sound of the spell was prolonged by the tremendous power. Even without the guidance of the high-level sorceress, these hundreds of wizards could drain the oxygen from the water in this sea.

No matter how many troops are in the water, they still have to breathe.

The sorceresses proudly prepared their magic to use lightning to kill the lizards that would later show their heads to breathe.

The huge body of the Abyss Siren surfaced earlier than the lizard army expected.

The huge mouth between its tentacles had been pierced, as if flames had run into its body, turning the mermaid into cooked food.

The few remaining tentacles were seething with flesh and blood, trying to heal, but the burns prevented them from healing themselves.

The ships were spaced apart and aimed their crossbows at each other. Once a lizard occupied a ship, it would immediately sink to the bottom of the sea along with the other ship.

The crossbowmen kept their eyes on the water, ready to rain down arrows at any moment.

As Druzy made his intense preparations, their enemy slowly swam under a ship.

Lynch had several bite marks on his body, which were left from the previous fight. They would heal in a few breaths.

【Transformation Successful】

[Current potential development degree: 80]

[Current Affixes: Rebirth, Heavy Armor, Negative Status Immunity, Deoxygenated Life Form, Full of Energy, Extraordinary Agility, Never Stop Until Death, High-Density Body, Fire Resistance, Magic Resistance, Swift as the Wind, Impact Resistance, Killing Rage, Aquatic Clan]

As expected of a pirate who rules the seas, the underwater monster in Druzey almost drove Lynch away.

The main reason is that Lynch is not good at underwater combat, but after being almost torn into pieces by two sea dragons, Lynch became good at it.

Lynch chose the direction, unleashed the "Killing Rage", and slammed into the bottom of the ship. The spikes on the spine of Typok pierced directly through the mithril.

Before the seawater flowed into the cabin, Lynch's violent impact almost overturned it.

On the sea, the huge ship suddenly shook, causing hundreds of Druzis on board to panic.

The "companions" on other ships used this change to determine the enemy's troop strength.

There is at least one sea monster on the other side! Admiral Mashigahe climbed up to the high platform on the deck and scanned the ships on the sea like an eagle. The scolding from the loudspeaker suppressed the elf's fear.

He did not show any ugly behavior. If these pirates dared to be cowardly, the fearful spearmen supervising the battle on the ship would use Druzi's blood as a sacrifice.

The frigate at the edge of the fleet shook again, and the hull slowly sank into the water.

At the admiral's signal, the sorceresses laughed and summoned continuous lightning in the sky.

The strong winds stirred up huge waves, and the thunder dispelled the darkness brought by the dark clouds.

The tide rose slowly, as if the sky and the earth were being pulled closer.

Under the desperate gaze of Druzy on the boat, hundreds of silver snakes fell from the sky and swooped down towards the slowly sinking sailboat.

“Boom~”

Thunder exploded on the sea, and silver-white occupied the eyes of all the elves.

The thunderstorm was like a divine punishment from the storm god Matheran, which directly destroyed the hull and created a deep pit on the sea surface.

The warm mist blocked Druzy's close gaze, and no enemy body was revealed, nor was there any shadow of a sea monster, before the sea water refilled the sunken area.

The dark elves could only be certain that not even a corpse of the enemy was left.

And the enemy they were thinking about so much did not even leave behind any corpses.

The effect of "Killing Rage" gradually weakened, and Lynch swam leisurely to the next boat. It would take him another ten minutes to re-stimulate "Killing Rage".

The heat had no effect on him, and the lightning failed to penetrate the protection of the Spine of Typok.

It was too weak, Lynch couldn't even muster up any energy.

Any of the Tzeentch vanguard demons are better at wielding magic than these Druzil.

Although they also cannot hurt Lynch now.

Lynch directly activated Kotego's scepter, swimming along the bottom of the ship, and drew the mark of an ancient saint.

No one came to watch this highly artistic attack, and by the time Druzy hurried over to try to repair the damage, Lynch had already disappeared.

Obviously, a hole of nearly 100 meters in a ship that is hundreds of meters long cannot be repaired.

It is more reliable for them to replace a boat than to repair it.

The successive sinking of ships caused greater panic in Druzy. The admiral was worried that a mutiny might really happen, so he directly ordered the sorceresses to use magic to hold up the fleet.

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This was a wise choice when Lynch noticed that the next target was slowly rising and finally floating into the sky.

He knew that things would not be so smooth in the future.

But such strenuous magic also distracted the warlocks.

Lynch no longer has to worry about his enemies using magic to escape. Now he just has to kill them one by one!

Lynch lazily floated to the surface of the water, and as soon as he stuck his head out, he was met with an overwhelming rain of arrows.

The sky was filled with poisoned arrows, long and short, and the sound of arrows breaking through the air was endless.

The magic crossbow arrows mixed in the rain curtain created by the crossbow. Lynch relied on his extraordinary reaction ability to directly avoid these siege weapons that could threaten him.

Ordinary arrows were bounced off by the scales, and the specially made armor-piercing arrows only left slight marks, which were restored to their original state in the blink of an eye.

Lynch swam to the side of the boat at an extremely fast speed, suddenly crashed through the hull above the sea water, and jumped directly into the boat.

Like a tiger breaking into a sheepfold, although the elf's strength and reaction are extraordinary, Lynch can no longer be called a normal creature.

Only the best among the elves are qualified to face Lynch, and obviously, these pirates are not.

It was okay for them to bully the ordinary soldiers of the human lord, but any random lizardman would make them feel like they were facing a formidable enemy, let alone Lynch.

The elf was less than two meters tall, and Lynch could use his shadow to cover the fool in front of him even by bending over.

The low hatch was violently smashed into a door more suitable for lizardmen to pass through.

The Fear Spearmen hastily formed a neat conflicting formation, but were broken at the first sight.

Smart pirates had already abandoned their ships and fled, only to be killed by arrows shot from other ships or drowned in the sea.

Shadow was performing ridiculous sword moves, but before he could get close, his arms were cut off by the scepter.

The Black Sharp Crossbowmen didn't care about their fellow soldiers who were dying in vain beside Lynch, and tried to stop Lynch with a rain of arrows.

Amid the sound of crossbow firing, only the Druzy pirates fell.

The gloomy swordsman fearlessly surrounded the lizardman, and almost at the same time, Lynch casually swung his stick to break his skull, and his brains and blood soaked the wooden boards covered with corpses.

Druzie's screams rang out one after another, and before the admiral gave the order to sink the ship, most of the elves had been slaughtered by Lynch.

(End of this chapter)