The poachers were exhausted and trapped, filled with despair. Unable to break through the mermaid's water defenses or get close to the elven archers, they had lost even their last chance to fight to the death and could only helplessly wait for the end to come.
Faced with this desperate situation, the elves remained unmoved. They continued to unleash a barrage of arrows without mercy, wave after wave, treating the poachers like fish on a chopping board, at their mercy.
In their eyes, these poachers posed far less of a threat than the powerful invaders they had faced before; in the last major battle, they hadn't even lost a single soldier. If the poachers hadn't insulted their people with their arrogant words, and the chieftain hadn't ordered them to punish them, they would have easily dealt with them long ago. Why go through all this trouble?
The elves chose to slowly torture these poachers not only to carry out the chieftain's orders, but also to make them deeply experience the fear of gradually approaching death, and to make them understand the price of violating the heart of the divine island in despair.
Under the repeated barrage of arrows, the poachers were exhausted, both physically and mentally, and cries of despair filled the air. The people of the Heart of the Divine Island, however, steadfastly defended the peace and dignity of their homeland, demonstrating to the outside world that any intruder would pay a heavy price.
In this unequal struggle, the poachers increasingly realized that their greed and ignorance would lead them to destruction.
The rain of arrows, like a waterfall, lasted for about ten minutes before finally subsiding, bringing an end to the poachers' cries and struggles. The beach was now stained crimson with the poachers' blood, their bodies riddled with arrow wounds like a honeycomb, blood still gushing out—a truly gruesome scene.
Witnessing this scene, the mermaids couldn't help but frown slightly. Although they showed no mercy to their enemies, they still felt sorry for the loss of life.
Then, they used water magic to guide the seawater to sweep across the beach, engulfing the poachers' corpses and washing away the bloodstains. In a short time, the blood-stained beach was clean again, as if nothing had happened.
After dealing with all the poachers, everyone's attention turned to the vine cage, where the tribal chiefs were fighting the poacher leader. However, with three against one, it seemed unlikely that they would lose, so everyone waited calmly.
A few minutes later, the vines began to emit faint green light. Soon, the vine cage disappeared, revealing Deer Tree, Linafil, and Anlula. The poacher leader had now transformed into a death-type creation god exuding an aura of death.
Upon seeing the divine spark, the mermaids exchanged bewildered glances. Oh dear, they had forgotten about the divine spark. There was nothing they could do; the abundant resources of the Heart of the Divine Island meant they didn't need something like a divine spark to enhance their strength.
After all, the power gained from a divine title always carries certain hidden dangers and risks of contamination. Currently, all the divine titles in the temple have been sold off by Linafil.
Looking at the divine spark emanating an aura of death before them, Linafil and Lushu couldn't help but frown. They couldn't help it; both of them cultivated the rules of life and instinctively disliked this type of divine spark.
Anlula was similar; she cultivated water-based rules, but water is also the source of life, so she disliked rules that exuded death.
All of this rare, death-rule-type creation godhead was simply rejected? You must know, this is a creation godhead that many people dream of. If you have this godhead, then given time, you will definitely become a creation god, even if it is the worst creation god, it is still a creation god, right?
So, you were just rejected like that?
The three of them looked at each other in bewilderment, clearly none of them wanting to touch this divine spark.
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Meanwhile, in the deep sea at the bottom of the Heart of the Divine Island, a dazzling golden light quietly appeared, and a pair of bright golden eyes looked up at the island. A hidden and powerful being sensed the battle fluctuations emanating from the ground—energy surges at the level of a creator god—which immediately roused it from its slumber.
Sensing the powerful shockwave, it didn't hesitate to relay the information to the other members of its clan and began to slowly rise to the surface. The enormous movement of its massive body caused a commotion that spread rapidly like an underwater earthquake, terrifying all the surrounding marine life—from ferocious sea beasts to ordinary fish—and sending them fleeing in all directions.
As it rises, the underwater currents surge and waves churn, seemingly foreshadowing an even greater upheaval. The aftershocks of the battle on the surface have not yet subsided, and now, the intervention of this mysterious underwater entity undoubtedly adds even more uncertainty to the contest.
However, after this mysterious entity had floated halfway up, it was surprised to find that the battle fluctuations had disappeared? But what followed was a powerful aura of death, which made it somewhat alarmed.
Clearly, one of the creator gods has died, and it is a relatively rare case of a creator god who dies.
The speed was too fast, and for a moment it didn't know whether to continue up or wait for its tribesmen to come and help before going up to investigate.
And so, it awkwardly stopped in the sea, thinking it over. After some consideration, it finally decided to play it safe. Well, it wasn't that it was afraid. You see, it was also an early-stage creator god. But there were three of them. If it were just two, it might dare to use its racial advantage to fight back. But with three, it was better to give up.
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Meanwhile, in the distant depths of the ocean, a small azure dragon, hundreds of meters long, was speeding towards the heart of the divine island. It was Ao Yunyu, who was swimming with all her might towards the heart of the divine island.
Judging from her senses, she would arrive at her destination and reunite with her unreliable master in about a day and a half.
On the sea, Ao Yunyu's wake left clear ripples, symbolizing her anxiety and anticipation. However, at a certain moment, she suddenly slowed down, becoming unusually cautious, trying to minimize the impact of her own movements, and moving forward silently.
She was so cautious because she sensed a huge object lurking beneath the seabed.
To ordinary marine creatures, it might be an inconspicuous reef on the seabed, but to Ao Yunyu, it was actually a spy belonging to the Huanglong clan—an elite member of another dragon clan with Huanglong blood.
The dragons who serve as spies are usually between the peak of the God King realm and the early stage of the Creator God realm, making them all extraordinary beings.
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