Witnessing the disaster that his own greed had caused, the poacher leader was filled with remorse, lamenting that if he had known this would happen, he would never have ventured into this mysterious sea.
However, reality did not allow him to wallow in regret. His immediate priority was to find a glimmer of hope in this impending vortex and escape this almost certain doom.
Linafil and Anlula approached gracefully, their unparalleled beauty like moonlight reflected on azure waters, captivating all who beheld them. A greedy lust flickered within the poacher leader, but he quickly regained his composure, realizing this was not the time to revel in their beauty.
That subconscious desire stemmed from his instinct to pursue rare treasures in the world, especially when faced with such extraordinary and unparalleled beauty, whose value was simply immeasurable. This was not only because of their stunning appearance, but also because of the race they represented—noble elves and mermaids from the deep sea. Such beings were undoubtedly the focus of contention among the powerful and wealthy.
However, at this critical juncture, he had to suppress his greed, understanding that these were things he could never possess. The poacher leader forced himself to remain calm, racking his brains to figure out how to use the remaining resources and wits to find a way to break through.
He knew that neither the precise arrows of the elves nor the powerful water elemental manipulation of the mermaids were something he and his men could withstand.
So he began to quietly plan his retreat, looking for possible weaknesses and escape routes. At the same time, he secretly vowed that if he were to escape this calamity, he would be extra careful and at least not cause any more trouble besides his target.
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The poacher leader failed to notice that his fleeting, greedy gaze had been keenly observed by Linafil and Anlula. Neither showed surprise, for in their view, greed was the true nature of these poachers; even in life-or-death situations, they could not suppress their inner lust.
Faced with the poacher leader, whose face was filled with fear yet who was trying his best to hide it, Linafil and Anlula did not waver in their judgment. They knew that a leader who could lead such a large group and dare to invade other people's territory could not be a simple coward.
His panicked expression did not lower their guard; on the contrary, it made them even more vigilant, because clever hunters often know how to use camouflage to protect themselves.
Linafil and Anlula exchanged a glance, both understanding that the poacher leader's unease might be a ploy to lure them in. However, they shouldn't worry too much; with overwhelming power, all schemes and tricks would be futile.
Linafil said to Deer Tree, "Deer Tree, we must join forces to prevent him from resorting to extreme measures out of desperation and harming innocent people."
Lu Shu understood and nodded slightly in response, "Understood, I will cooperate with your actions." As soon as he finished speaking, a jade-green longbow appeared in his hand. He drew the string and aimed an arrow, but not at the poacher leader, but at the ground behind him.
Sure enough, as the green light arrow shot into the ground, the earth trembled. In an instant, countless thick vines burst forth from the ground, like giant pythons emerging from their caves, rapidly climbing and instantly surrounding the poacher leader and the four people: Deer Tree, Linafil, and Anlula.
The vines coiled and contracted, instantly weaving a sturdy cage that bound the four people tightly.
Seeing this sudden turn of events, the poacher leader's face grew increasingly grim, as if dark clouds were about to obscure the sun and ink was about to spill. He realized that he and his team were completely trapped; the three leaders before him were clearly well-prepared, and any struggle or resistance would seem futile.
As expected, the poachers outside were stunned when they saw the huge vine cage that suddenly appeared. The two deputy leaders, both at the peak of the God King level, immediately raised their weapons and slashed down.
Ding-dong!
To their surprise, these seemingly supple green vines produced a metallic clang when they clashed with weapons. What made them even more desperate was that their attacks left only a few white marks.
As the elf squad leader decisively gave the order, countless arrows rained down, and the poachers were hit one after another. The beach was filled with cries of agony, and the sounds of weeping and cursing mingled together, creating a tragic and desolate scene.
The poachers were only now recovering from the shock of their leader's arrest when the elves launched their sudden attack, but they had already suffered heavy losses.
However, they have now come to their senses, but unfortunately, the losses have been heavy. A large group of poachers who were shot by arrows lay on the beach shouting wildly, while others had their foul mouths shut forever.
Soon, the remaining poachers, led by the two deputy commanders, launched an attack. With their boats destroyed, they were doomed to perish, so all the poachers became extremely aggressive.
After all, they were a group of desperate criminals. Knowing they had no way out, they started to think of dragging some elves and mermaids into the water with them.
The two deputy commanders spurred them on: "Brothers, since there's no escape, let's fight to the death! If we can drag a few elves or mermaids down with us, we won't be lonely on our way to the underworld!"
"Charge! Fight your way out!"
"That's right! The deputy commander is right! Let's go for it!"
Hundreds of poachers who were still able to move charged forward without hesitation, hoping that once they got close, the elven archers would lose their ranged advantage and become their prey.
Facing the oncoming poachers, the elves showed no fear, nocked their arrows again, and in an instant, another dense rain of arrows flew through the air, reducing the number of poachers by a third.
However, the remaining poachers were only a dozen seconds away from reaching the elven defenses, and they cheered and sprinted forward with screams. But just as they were about to close in, something unexpected happened.
Suddenly, streams of water appeared in front of the elf, transforming into surging waves that instantly repelled all the poachers, who fell to the ground.
The back-and-forth collision jolted the poachers awake, making them realize they were back at their starting point. Only then did they understand that they were facing not only elven archers, but also a race of mermaids skilled in water magic.
The poachers all turned to look, and saw that all the mermaids were holding staffs that shimmered with a pale blue light. The previous wave attack was undoubtedly their doing.
The mermaids' water magic acted as an invisible barrier, preventing the poachers from crossing it and making them deeply realize the price of underestimating the strength of the Heart of the Divine Island race.
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