Chapter Thirty-Five: The Octopus Monster

Loya doesn't have many ranged attacks, and using an elven bow and arrow is not suitable for him.

After all, his claws are too short.

Therefore, he has not made a move yet.

However, this brief encounter fully revealed the power of the Ship of Hope, which made him somewhat proud.

After all, it was his achievement.

Let's get back to the main topic.

He quietly approached the boat, took out the medicine he had made earlier, and threw it into the water.

This small action was inconspicuous on the battlefield, and no elves or murlocs noticed it.

...

Although the Ship of Hope crashed into and killed many merfolk,

However, there are many murlocs, so losing a batch won't be a major blow.

"Kill! This ship definitely has its limits. Let's break through the defenses and sink this giant ship!" A fish-man with a shark-like face roared forcefully. Intense water elemental magic erupted within him, turning the water area within a radius of more than ten meters into his toy, twisting into a giant water shark more than ten meters long.

"The little elf has indeed improved, but he hasn't been able to fully utilize the power of us merfolk. Now, it's time to show our skills." A brand-new merfolk then displayed his prowess, his body swelling up into a five- or six-meter-long black fish.

...

The numerous merfolk were not frightened. They used their unique abilities to rush towards the Ship of Hope, attacking the protective shield with all their might.

There were many silver-level extraordinary beings among them. If it weren't for the Ark of Hope, the elven tribe would have been suppressed to an extremely miserable state.

At the same time, they manipulated the lake water, turning it into a shield to resist the attacks of the spirits above.

"Bang bang bang bang," the surface of the Ship of Hope was constantly rumbling and making loud noises.

Loya had to be serious: "The gap between the two sides is quite large. I really don't know how the elven tribes dared to enter the water before."

“However, with me here, these merfolk won’t be able to act arrogantly. Elves, you’re destined to win.” Loya revealed a sinister smile.

The battle continued, and the Ship of Hope began to slow down.

Moreover, it's getting slower and slower.

Because fish-men possess the power to control water and aquatic life. Now, the entire Emerald Lake seems to be ostracizing the Ship of Hope, making its voyage very difficult.

Some elves have noticed that the inscriptions on the Ship of Hope are beginning to flicker, giving the impression that they could be extinguished at any moment.

"This can't go on, Linman. Go all out and crush them." Vina began to get anxious and uneasy.

She hesitated for a moment, then shouted to Linman.

“Yes, Chieftain.” Linman took a deep breath and waved the controller.

With a series of "whoosh" sounds, cannon barrels appeared on the large ship, unleashing terrifying beams of light in all directions.

"Oh, how scary."

"How can elves possess such destructive power?"

"Unbelievable! Is our long-standing victory about to come to an end?"

Many fishmen screamed in agony, and in just one exchange, hundreds of them were torn to pieces.

Even the lake water was cracked open by the sunlight, and the temperature of the lake water rose sharply, beginning to boil.

This caused the surviving mermen to grimace in pain from the burns.

Linman's heart raced; this was truly impressive. She had noticed that several silver-level murlocs had actually been killed.

However, the price to be paid was also very high.

The inscriptions on the Ship of Hope are clearly overloaded. A large number of basic-level inscriptions are beginning to fade and slowly collapse.

"It can definitely work, ship of hope, ride the wind and waves..." Linman steered the large ship through the tattered defenses of the fishmen.

At this point, the fishmen hadn't even realized what was happening.

Or perhaps they were terrified of being attacked, and they feared that Linman would launch another attack with his supernatural light cannons.

"Chief, we are doomed to fail."

"How much longer do you plan to watch?"

"This test should be enough. I can feel that a large portion of the ship's power has been depleted."

In the distance, Jetley, who was lucky enough to survive, cried out in sorrow. Although they, the fish-people, were ruthless towards outsiders, they had a good relationship with each other.

This time, so many of their companions were slaughtered by the elves, including some of their good friends. How could they possibly bear it?

Well, the reason why the merman chieftain, who was supposed to take action personally, hasn't shown up yet is because he's using his subordinates to test the power of the Ship of Hope.

This time, the elven tribe is clearly different.

Although the clan leader is confident, he can't afford to be reckless.

If the elven tribes knew about Jetley's sadness, they would surely sneer.

The fishman began to feel pain, and at least he knew what sadness and sorrow were.

But the long-standing pain of their elven tribe is a hundred times, or even a thousand times, greater than that of the merfolk tribe.

“That’s certainly enough.” Jetley’s words startled a huge creature in the water.

With a loud "boom," the water behind the boat exploded.

A huge, grayish-white sphere, comparable in size to half a basketball court, emerged, carrying numerous tentacles.

It was a giant octopus. On its head stood a strange, five-meter-tall fish giant, muscular and covered with many small tentacles.

Well, although Emerald Lake is freshwater, the habits of the creatures in this other world are vastly different from those of the aquatic creatures in Loya's first life.

Of course, according to Loya II's research, the reason for this is that they are all extraordinary beings with a strong ability to adapt to the environment, and they don't care about the difference between freshwater and seawater at all.

Therefore, Loya was not surprised to see this giant octopus.

Let's get back to the main topic.

The giant octopus revealed a sinister smile, and with its numerous tentacles outstretched, it grabbed the Ship of Hope.

"Crack, crack," the giant octopus monster's power was extraordinary. The Ship of Hope was squeezed until it groaned and trembled violently.

"Oh no!" Linman's face changed drastically, turning pale and filled with intense terror: "I can't walk anymore."

"Monster, let me go!" Raffi, a silver-level elf whose injuries had not yet fully healed, quickly jumped over and attacked the giant octopus monster.

"Let's all go together." Western Europe also arrived.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh," numerous wooden arrows were launched.

Vina and some elven mages were also busy using their innate bloodline skill, [Wrath of Nature]. They cast spells, and the railings of the large ship emitted a strong green light, with endless vines shooting out to fight the giant octopus.

"Clang, clang, clang," the wooden arrow struck the giant octopus, but it seemed to have hit steel, and it was actually shaken and broken.

In the corner.

"It's definitely a Gold-level extraordinary creature!" The little elf Ivy knelt on the ground, trembling. She felt powerless and hopeless about the future.

"Haha, that's fantastic! The chieftain is invincible. And the octopus mount is invincible too!" The surrounding fishmen were overjoyed and became arrogant.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, they surrounded the ship again and bombarded it relentlessly.

The Ship of Hope trembled violently, and its protective shield finally gave way within five seconds, slowly shattering.

The mermen's attack penetrated deep into the ship through the cracks in the protective shield.

"it hurts."

"Fight back!"

...

Soon, some elves were injured or killed.

But the elf, disregarding all danger, continued to launch various attacks.

This is a war of life and death; the elves have nowhere to retreat, and they don't want to retreat.