No one knows the name of the underwater city under the shore of Lake Vizima, but as an underwater city in an inland lake, it is not very large. It is more like an underwater town than a city.

However, the residents living in Vizima could never have imagined that beneath this seemingly beautiful and peaceful lake, there was actually a terrifying evil god and hundreds of his minions hidden.

While developing their own strength, they are quietly lurking, waiting for the opportunity, ready to launch a huge disaster at any time.

Unbeknownst to them, Wayne had already begun a secret mopping-up operation with his six fellow demon hunters and three sorceresses who assisted them.

This underwater town looks very dilapidated. Apart from the collapsed small Roman-style underwater houses scattered around, there is also a huge temple covering a large area in the center of the town.

A large number of murloc guards armed with various crude weapons have been patrolling around the town, and many thin murlocs are catching fish and seaweed that come within their field of vision, doing their part to contribute to the continuation of the tribe.

The fish bombing activities that began in the second half of last year and lasted for several months have caused serious damage to this group of merfolk who once dominated the shores of Lake Vizima. The surviving merfolk have become frightened birds and are extremely sensitive to the surrounding environment.

Although the loss of a dozen or twenty people every day may not seem like much, when added together, it has caused this group of murlocs to lose almost half of their warriors.

This has also forced them to rarely go out to find food. Most of them just stay in their own nests, guarding against any strangers who dare to enter their territory.

So, when Wayne and his group, supporting the underwater barrier that separated the lake, set out from the bottom of the water and just approached the underwater town, they immediately caused a violent reaction from the indigenous people in the town.

In reality, it is not like in the game, where two or three enemies come at once, and then you have to erode their strength little by little like you do when you kill monsters to level up, and then a big boss appears and fights you alone, forcing you to complete the feat of taking on an entire force alone.

As soon as Wayne and others approached, the merfolk immediately mobilized their strongest force. Led by a dozen strong merfolk leaders wearing bone armor, nearly two hundred merfolk swam towards Wayne and others like a surging black tide.

Before they got close, a large number of bone harpoons were thrown out from their hands, like spears thrown during a battle between two armies, and they shot densely towards the location of the underwater barrier.

However, these half-fish people who have been living in a closed environment are not aware that there is a kind of spellcaster called warlock among humans.

Facing the large number of harpoons thrown at her, Keira, who was wearing a white dress and several magic props, held a small magic wand and chanted a spell quickly.

As the spell ended, Keira waved the wand in her hand forward, and an invisible wave surged from in front of her. After leaving the underwater barrier, it quickly formed a surging wave, which directly stirred the harpoon thrown from the front into pieces and made it lose the power to attack.

As a sorceress who excels in protective spells, perhaps her spells would not be of much use when facing thousands of troops or large legions. However, facing these merfolk whose individual combat power is not as good as that of ordinary humans, in such small-scale battles, her protective spells are a powerful force that can determine the outcome of the battle.

The merfolk were also stunned for a moment. Throwing harpoons could be said to be their unique skill. Although they had almost no enemies and little combat experience near Lake Vizima, they could always catch their food in the lake by relying on this trick.

Unexpectedly, the trick that had always worked in the past was completely useless this time. However, soon, encouraged by those strong merman leaders, the morale of this group of mermen was boosted again, and they rushed directly towards the underwater barrier with their weapons in hand, ready to win by numbers, close combat, and human wave tactics.

Faced with the surging murlocs, the seven demon hunters, including Wayne, consciously blocked the sorceresses behind them and formed a simple semicircular formation to prevent the murlocs from rushing into the barrier and hurting the vulnerable sorceresses behind them.

Especially Yennefer, who has been supplying mana to maintain the operation of the underwater barrier. If she is attacked, the barrier may lose its effect. By then, millions of tons of lake water will press down and everyone may be seriously injured.

Therefore, Wayne had always stood closest to the three sorceresses, almost protecting them closely, and did not participate in the battle with other witchers. This was his main task in this operation.

Soon, as this group of merfolk continued to approach, when the first group of merfolk passed through the underwater barrier and were affected by the barrier and fell from the lake in mid-air to the ground, the six demon hunters standing on the front line immediately launched precise and swift killings.

Their natural body structure and simple equipment protection made these murlocs completely defenseless against the demon hunters' blades. In addition, murlocs were naturally slightly inferior in combat power to ordinary people. Facing these super warriors who had drunk magic potions, applied sword oil, and cooperated with each other tacitly, the battle was one-sided from the beginning.

The weapons in the hands of the murlocs shattered at the touch of the witcher's steel sword, and their bodies were quickly cut into countless pieces. The fishy blood with a fishy smell spilled all over the bottom of the lake, and was then covered by new murloc flesh and blood.

The black waves formed by these mermen were like hitting the hardest reef. As soon as the two sides came into contact, they were shattered into tiny splashes of water, without any power to resist.

Wayne held a steel sword in his hand and remained highly alert. He guarded the three sorceresses while quietly watching his fellow witchers slaughter the murlocs.

No murloc could withstand more than three attacks from the demon hunter. In addition, due to the tacit cooperation between them, even if they could block the attack from the front, they would often be pierced by the sharp sword coming from behind.

It is a pity that no one has been able to understand the language of the half-fish people so far. Otherwise, maybe we could have persuaded them to give up their belief in the evil god through negotiation instead of killing them all as we are doing now.

Soon, as more and more merfolk poured into the underwater barrier, Keira and Triss joined the battle.

One of the two sorceresses used lightning magic, and the other used fire magic. Facing these half-fish people who had no protective gear, their lethality was equally huge.

Every bolt of lightning, every fireball would leave horrific wounds on the bodies of these merfolk, but even more serious than these wounds was the psychological pressure.

After all, for these primitive and ignorant underwater fishmen, sword fights with each other were still within their understanding, but those shining lightning and burning fireballs were horrors they had never seen before, and such spell attacks quickly broke down the defenses in their hearts.

With the joint efforts of the sorceress and the demon hunter, a small half of the more than two hundred murlocs were quickly wiped out.

Such huge casualties in a short period of time immediately aroused the vigilance of the merman leaders.

One of them, the largest and strongest merman who should have enjoyed a very high status among the mermans, saw this and immediately waved his weapon, made a chattering sound, then took out an ugly shell horn from his waist, put it to his mouth, and blew out a loud sound.

After hearing the noise, the half-fishmen who were originally charging forward immediately abandoned their companions who were still fighting and began to retreat towards the location of the huge temple in the town.

In the end, he could only vent all his anger on those merfolk who had not had time to evacuate. For a moment, the offensive became more fierce, and those merfolk who had not had a chance to escape were chopped into pieces and fell forever at the bottom of the lake.

However, the results of the first battle were still quite huge. Although the two sides fought for less than twenty minutes, Wayne, in addition to the consumption of physical strength and magic power, only suffered a slight scratch on his arm because Berengar failed to dodge in time.

Even if other demon hunters were attacked by the murlocs' weapons, they could not penetrate their armor and cause any actual damage.

The mermen on the opposite side left nearly a hundred corpses in this confrontation, and finally, under the leadership of their leader, they all retreated to the huge palace in the center of the town.

Unfortunately, the movement speed of the underwater barrier is much slower than the swimming speed of the merfolk. They can only move slowly towards the location of the temple, step by step.

After entering the underwater city from the bottom of the lake, Triss slowly exhaled, then turned to Yennefer and said:

"Ye, let me maintain the barrier. It's your turn to rest."

Yennefer nodded with a pale face. Maintaining such an underwater barrier consumes a huge amount of magic power, which is not something a single sorceress can support throughout the whole process. This is why the sorceresses did not use large-scale spells just now. They must retain enough mana to maintain this barrier until they return to the ground.

After being replaced by Triss, Yennefer immediately took out a bottle of purple potion with a very unpleasant smell and drank it. Although the taste and smell of this potion were not very good, as the most commonly used potion by warlocks, it can effectively help spellcasters recover their mana faster and boost their spirits.

Seeing the goddess Yennefer covering her mouth with her hands as if she wanted to vomit, Geralt, the dog, immediately took out a white handkerchief from his arms and handed it to the sorceress. Unfortunately, Yennefer just glanced at him, and then threw the handkerchief stained with the fishy blood of the half-murloc on the ground with some disgust. She just wiped the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand and asked Wayne: "What should we do next, Wayne?"

"Should we first eliminate the merfolk near the town and then concentrate our forces to enter the temple, or should we go directly into the temple?"

Wayne was actually thinking about this problem, but before he could make a decision, the old demon hunter Vesemir also put forward his idea.

"I think we should continue the pursuit and catch up with them as soon as possible, Wayne."

"Faced with our overwhelming combat power, these merfolk did not choose to scatter, but instead fled into the temple."

"Obviously, there must be a force in there that they trust, and they believe that that force can help them fight against us."

"At this time, the more time we give the enemy to prepare, the stronger the resistance we will encounter."

The old demon hunter's idea was immediately agreed by the other demon hunters. George wiped the sword in his hand and said, "Yes, Wayne, I think so too."

"We should first eliminate the evil god, and then slowly deal with their minions. Otherwise, the evil god might see the bad situation and choose to escape."

"We cannot achieve the purpose of this operation."

After listening to their ideas, Wayne also expressed his agreement. After a short rest for a few minutes, some people immediately headed straight for the temple gate and chased after them.

The structure of the underwater temple is similar to the ancient Roman temple of the gods.

However, compared to the magnificent Temple of the Gods, it is unknown how long this underwater palace has existed in the lake, and its exterior has been covered with a large amount of algae and various dirt.

Instead of the majestic aura that a temple should have, it looks rather eerie and terrifying, like the gaping mouth of a monster, waiting for others to fall into its trap.

However, Wayne and his team were not afraid of this. Facing the dark entrance of the temple, Keira immediately aimed at the direction of the gate and released a large illumination spell.

The road ahead of them and the interior of the hall were completely illuminated, and everyone maintained a vigilant formation and walked carefully into the temple.

The team of seven demon hunters and three sorceresses would not be afraid of dealing with two or three hundred murlocs, let alone a three hundred fully armed human army.

After entering the temple, a smell that was more corrupt and fetid than the fishy smell immediately filled everyone's sense of smell. Wayne and others looked towards the hall and instantly understood what these half-fish people relied on.

In the huge underwater temple, the half-mermen who had originally escaped into the temple formed an attacking formation again.

However, they are quite different from the previous battles.

Not only did every merman have red eyes and ferocious expressions, but their muscles were also bulging and their bodies had grown larger, as if they were possessed by some power.

Behind this team, there were a dozen hunchbacked merman priests holding metal staffs in their hands. They were constantly waving their staffs and directing a blood-red power into the bodies of these mermans.

The dozen or so strong merman leaders were now completely unrecognizable.

Their bodies swelled to about three meters in size, their skin was light blue like a water ghost, their fish heads were covered with wriggling tentacles, and their muscles swelled to a strange degree, and it was obvious at first glance that they had considerable lethality.

Behind this group of half-fish men, there was a figure nearly five meters tall, with almost black skin, like a giant with an octopus head. He was staring at the people entering the temple with a pair of huge blood-red eyes.

(End of this chapter)