The other few murlocs were frightened by this scene, and no matter what orders the murloc shaman behind them gave, they all shrank back.

The merfolk are not a race with strong martial virtues, so to say that they bully the weak and fear the strong is a compliment to them.

Their reputation in this regard is probably only slightly better than that of the average goblin.

"Buzz~"

The sound of a chainsaw was heard, and Hope chopped at the fishmen without mercy.

Several lower-level murlocs didn't have time to escape and were directly caught in the rotating chainsaw.

For a moment, blood spurted out.

"Human! You will pay the price!"

In the lake, the murloc shaman roared in an incomprehensible murloc language, and the bone staff in his hand began to shake again.

However, this time, the target of his spell was no longer those subordinates who were more likely to cause trouble than to accomplish anything, but himself.

As the spell was cast, pale golden energy spread throughout the body of the Murloc Shaman, and the spell effect of heroism took effect.

Stepping on the lake water, the fishman shaman actually came directly to the shore.

Seeing this, Ying threw the chain dart at the opponent without any hesitation.

However, this Murloc Shaman was also a part-time warrior. He unleashed his moves like a tide and actually caught the chain dart in mid-air.

Even an ordinary monk would find it difficult to catch the chain darts thrown by Shadow. The warrior level of this murloc shaman seems to be unexpectedly high.

"With such a high level of warriors, he let those little brothers come up and die first. Is he training his troops? This guy has big ambitions."

Analyzing the opponent's behavior pattern, Carl frowned and charged towards the Murloc Shaman.

The armor's nitrogen acceleration device greatly increased Carl's speed, and the distance between the two sides, which was originally more than ten meters, was shortened in the blink of an eye.

"Shua"

The metal limbs whistled towards the Murloc Shaman with a chilly wind, but the scaly and armored aquatic creature was not at all panicked. Instead, it rolled on the ground and dodged the attack in the direction of Carl's kick.

Just when Carl was about to change his leg to launch a series of flying kicks, the fishman stood up again, turned the bone staff in his hand around, and swung it towards Carl.

The dragon-patterned magic weapon on the helmet lit up slightly, and Carl activated his professional characteristic of inspiration. His thinking accelerated instantly and his insight improved significantly.

With just one glance, he saw the structure and weaknesses of the bone staff in the opponent's hand as a magic prop.

'You're using a magic item to attack a level 9 artificer. That's why you failed today!'

After slightly adjusting the direction of his attack, Carl opened his palm, and the launch port of the pulse cannon in the palm of his hand quickly gathered energy.

When the staff was released from Carl's palm, the pulse cannon fired.

"Bang!"

The not-so-strong energy hit the bone staff solidly, and a crack appeared in the middle of the staff.

As the Murloc Shaman continued to attack forward, there was a crisp "crack" sound, and the staff broke.

The air seemed to freeze for a moment at this moment. The Murloc Shaman looked at the staff in his hand in disbelief, and for a moment he was unable to react to what was happening.

But he is not the protagonist, and Carl and the others will not stand aside and watch, giving him time to reminisce.

Hope's chainsaw had already started spinning again, and it chopped down vertically with minced meat and bone fragments without any cooling time.

When severe pain came from his right shoulder, the Murloc Shaman finally remembered that he was still fighting.

But it was too late now. Hope had cut his body open from his right shoulder to his left hip.

His internal organs and intestines were all over the floor, and it was obvious that he was not going to survive.

Realizing that Carl and the others were not easy to deal with, the remaining fishmen scattered.

It was easy for them to escape because there was a lake next to them and they could just jump into it.

Carl and his two companions are not as good at swimming as the murloc, so it is quite difficult for them to catch up with them.

"These locals are really unfriendly. Which way should we go next?"

Carl used magic to clean the blood off Hope and Shadow's bodies, and continued to maintain the form of armor to prevent possible attacks at any time.

"Go east. I see there seems to be a road extending over there."

Pointing to the east side of the lake, Ying looked at Carl and Hope, asking for their opinions.

"Okay, anyway, there's no way to tell the location of this damn place, but this pigeon map reminds me of the competition venue of the Ninefold Path, but it's obviously much more disgusting than that."

Saying words that Hope and Ying couldn't quite understand, the three of them continued to move towards the east side of the lake.

I don’t know which step triggered the change, but the surrounding scenery changed suddenly again.

Carl and his two companions came to a grassland.

The majestic bison were running on the grass, and some freed magic horses were eating grass leisurely.

A breeze blew by, but strangely it didn't feel like the stuffy heat of a steamer, but rather quite cool.

At first glance, there doesn't seem to be any danger around here.

Carl looked up and found that the grassland was unexpectedly large. The forest was at least ten miles away.

Looking up at the sun, Carl took out an instrument that looked like a solar corona and placed it on the ground.

"Oh my god, we may have come to the southernmost part of the Xen'drik continent. This change in latitude is really..."

Looking at the latitude displayed on the instrument, Carl held his forehead and sighed in distress.

Ying grew up in Xen'drik, so she was no stranger to this phenomenon.

After observing for a while, she took Carl and Hope and headed north.

However, just after the three of them walked for a distance, a large number of birds suddenly took off in groups from the forest ahead.

This probably means that something has escaped from the forest.

"hidden!"

Carl took out three rain ponchos made in imitation of ghillie suits from the dimensional bag, threw two of them to Hope and Ying, and then put on the remaining one.

The three of them lay down on the spot, and the unknown monster was about to run out of the forest.

This process lasted about ten minutes.

Finally, with the sudden bending of the trees, Carl and the other two saw the monster that caused the riot.

It has dark blue scales and two yellow horns growing from its forehead, pointing forward like a fighting bull. Fine blue lightning is wrapped around its body, flickering as it keeps running.

This is probably a blue dragon drake.

Compared to the white dragon beast that Carl encountered in the Nine-fold Path competition venue, the bloodline of this blue dragon beast may be lower.

Because it does not have wings to help it fly.

Rather than being a dragon, its head looks more like that of a canine mammal.

"A bit like a Thunder Wolf Dragon?"

Inexplicably, this thought popped into Carl's mind.

However, in the next second, a giant with flames all over his body ran out of the forest.

Carl was not unfamiliar with this thing, because it was a fire giant.

However, this fire giant was not wearing any protective gear, and even the weapon in his hand looked like a stone axe simply processed from metal ore.

It is hard to imagine that a group that was able to create such a large magical device as the Giant Mine Cart has fallen to this point.

Just as Carl was watching the two fighting parties in a trance, the stone axe in the fire giant's hand had already been thrown towards the blue dragon beast.

Although it was not sharp, the terrifying power of the fire giant made the stone axe throw with terrifying momentum.

The blue dragon beast, which had intended to dodge, failed to avoid the blow and was hit directly by the stone axe and flew away.

The blow seemed to break the blue dragon beast's ribs.

It tried several times, but couldn't stand up again.

And then nothing happened.

The fire giant stepped forward and completely killed the blue dragon beast, stripped off its scales, then carried the meat and returned to the forest without looking back.

There was another commotion in the forest, and then the giant, probably touching the boundary of this area, disappeared into the forest.

After looking at each other, Carl and the other two quickly got up and rushed to the dragon skin of the blue dragon beast.

Carl directly released a miniature floating cannon equipped with water control skills, and asked it to collect the dragon blood on the ground for him.

He himself quickly processed the dragon skin and put it into the dimensional bag.

"No wonder everyone wants to take risks here. This amount of money really caught people off guard."

After finally cleaning up the scene, Carl let out a long breath, his tone filled with a sense of surprise as if he had just gone out to pick up money.

If Carl wasn’t afraid that Hope and Ying would think he was crazy, he really wanted to say to the forest, “Thank you for the gift of nature.”

"This kind of good thing doesn't happen often. Many unlucky people don't have time to get away from the battlefield between giants and dragon beasts, and are directly trampled to death or injured. Keep moving forward. The direction the giant left is the same as ours."

After calming down, the three of them moved forward again.

Following the path opened up by the giant and the blue dragon beast, the three soon arrived at the border of this area.

There was also no sign of any change in space. By the time the three of them reacted, they discovered that their surroundings had turned into the edge of a cliff.

There was faint smoke rising ahead, but I didn't know whether they were tribal residents living here or adventurers like them.

Looking at the sky, Carl thought it would be a good time to make a fire and cook.

"Let's go a little further ahead, at least to see who is raising the smoke. In Xen'drik, fellow adventurers are sometimes more dangerous than monsters and natives."

Holding the chain dart in his hand, Ying took the lead and moved in the direction where the smoke was rising.

With the help of the shadows around her, she used shadow steps to move back and forth.

Carl and Hope followed carefully behind to prevent the other side from attacking directly after discovering Shadow.

Sending rogues to scout ahead is a basic operation for every adventure team, but the party being scouted will definitely not think so.

Those with a bad temper might just start fighting.

But before Carl and Hope could catch up, Ying had already turned back.

The face, which originally had almost no expression, now had a somewhat inexplicable expression, which made Carl and Hope a little confused.

"In front, in front are my people and a group of rookie adventurers. You, you guys don't go over there yet."

(End of this chapter)