On the edge of a filthy, filthy, stinky pool.

An old witch dressed in gray wizard's robes, with a gray peaked hat, flabby, wrinkled skin like dead bark, a hooked nose, cloudy eyes, and scorched and broken teeth, crouched on the edge of a waterhole, silently chanting strange incantations that were difficult for outsiders to understand.

As the slightest sorcery rippled through the stinky pool, in an instant, the turbid green water boiled like boiling water.

It didn't take much time for the toad covered in bean-sized pus, the poisonous water snake that fluttered down its appearance, the water rat with a sharp mouth and long whiskers, the snapping turtle that crawled slowly, and all kinds of strange swamp creatures that were difficult to identify one by one, all gathered around the old witch.

Look at the size, look at the size, the old witch gathered are small or miniature swamp creatures.

Without the restraint of witchcraft, these swamp creatures would not have escaped from their hidden nests at all, let alone huddled together with other swamp creatures as quietly as they did without attacking each other.

"Little darling......... Look at how cute you all look......" Poison Lady Endo leaned down with a smile and gently stroked the toad that jumped at her feet.

The bean-sized abscess, the sticky bodily fluids, the ugly body shape and appearance...... I guess only a crazy old witch like her would call a poisonous toad a cute little baby!

"Cute little darlings...... I need to give some gifts to the big guys in the camp over there...... Now I'm going to ask you to make a trip yourself......"

With a nervous mutter, Poison Ndo pulled a clay pot out of her bosom and carefully dropped the dark viscous liquid from it on the swamp creatures.

Once the black liquid touches the swamp creature's skin, it quickly penetrates and blends in.

The critters carrying the black liquid turned around and re-entered the pool, and began to dive towards the bustling dragonman camp in the distance in their own way. And the small animals that did not carry the black liquid flocked to Endor's side, piled up in a ball, scrambling to wait for the black liquid to fall.

The swamp of sorrow with thick fog and heavy fog has become even more eerie!

…………

Fishman Camp.

A one-sided massacre is continuing.

The fish-man is a bipedal, amphibious creature that lives like a fish on the coast, near lakes, and on riverbeds. They possess a fat, round body, a large mouth full of sharp teeth, and a skin full of sticky bodily fluids.

There are many different types of fish-people in color, from turquoise to dark gray, and almost every color. Their height is usually around 1 or 3 meters to 1 or 5 meters.

Fish-people like to live in groups, and dozens or even hundreds of fish-people can form a small village.

Their villages were made of broken branches and mud, with little planning. There are no fires, no clean roads, and no fortifications in the fish-man village. The Fish-Man huts are natural and rudimentary, with small huts made of logs.

The fish-man village that the dragonman grain team looted this time belongs to the swamp fish-man in the fish-man genealogy.

As the most common and most numerous low-level monsters in the Swamp of Sorrows, the swamp fishmen are simply ashamed of their monster status.

In front of the tall and mighty dragonman warriors, their incomprehensibly small ice arrows, rudimentary spears sharpened from wooden sticks, and fishing nets woven from plant fibers were simply impossible to put on the table.

The Ice Arrows sung by the Fish-Man Priest, a rare among the swamp fishmen, were so weak that they only burst into a crystal frost flower when they hit the chest of the tall dragonmen. Not to mention freezing enemies, you can't even deal some damage to them.

Dragonmen who have been hit by ice arrows tend to laugh and scrape the frost off their chests with their steel gloves, then smash the fish-man priest's head back into their ribcages with a single punch.

Now that the dragons are here, what they want to collect is not the leftover animal bones and black jerky of the fishmen. What they want to collect is the swamp fishmen themselves.

The swamp fish-man is a group of fish with hands and feet, and the fish soup made by putting a few fish-men into the pot is also very delicious!

And the dragonmen are all big stomachs, and the 200-person dragon army is not enough to eat even if the entire fish-man village is wiped out.

Therefore, the dragonman food conscription team that rushed into the swamp fish-man village didn't care how the aging fish-man village chief was screaming and screaming. As soon as they arrived, the dragons immediately killed the fishmen, and then gathered their corpses together and strung them together with the summoned rattans, ready to be taken away by a group.

The Fish-Man Priest's Ice Arrows cooled the dragonmen's bodies at most, and the Fish-Man Warriors' sharpened spears often shattered on the scales of the dragons' bodies. As for the net, it can't withstand the vigorous tearing of the dragon warriors and the cutting of the metal axe.

If it weren't for the fact that the draconians moved slightly slowly due to their sheer size, not even a single survivor would have escaped from this small village of more than 130 fishmen.

The dragon warriors under the command of the Fire Dragon Maiden are naturally gifted with fire, and some of them are extremely talented individuals who can release powerful fireballs. Ordinary dragonman warriors, on the other hand, can only channel flames onto the weapons in their hands, adding some fire elemental damage to them.

In order to capture the 'food' better and more completely, many dragonman warriors put away their metal weapons and pinched or fell to death with their bare hands.

They scattered throughout the fish-man village, chasing after the frightened fish-men who were screaming and fleeing in all directions, grabbing one and smashing it to death, and then chasing the next.

Like an eagle catching a chicken, the entire fish-man village was instantly engulfed in a noisy and piercing scream, and the dragon man captain lit a fire on the outskirts of the village to block the fishmen's escape route.

Therefore, when Desella and Medusa came down to the outskirts of the battlefield with a group of men, they saw such a bleak scene of chaos and the end of their lives.

The 12 draconian warriors had completely dispersed and were chasing after the flocks of fishmen, busy hunting them.

The only people gathered together were the Captain Dragonman and his two men, blocked at one of the largest exits of the Fishman Village, and were also happily slaughtering one unlucky person after another who crashed into him.

"How to fight?" Medusa Dana shook her graceful waist and propped up her body with her long snake tail, looking at the battlefield carefully and carefully.

Although she is smart and natural, she is a monster after all, and she obviously does not have the innate cunning and insidiousness of humans in terms of skills and methods. Therefore, although her strength is superior to that of Desella, she is still willing to listen to the human wizard's opinion.

Sure enough, Deserra's suggestion was insidious enough.

"You can't rush to it!" Desera is a famous wind wizard, and he is naturally very skilled in levitation and flying. He floated slightly in the air at a distance of 3 meters, looking at the battlefield from afar, and put forward his opinion with a sneer: "The terrain here is open, if the dragonmen are bent on running, our strength is not enough to leave them all." ”

"So ......"

"So the magic weapon you brought is temporarily hidden, don't go first, the two of us and the two snake demons you brought will go to attack the dragon man captain first. ”

After thinking about it for a while, Dana still felt a little incomprehensible.

Isn't it true that all sides should be rushed together? Whichever side has the most numbers and the largest fists will naturally win the final victory. With most of the men out, can this battle be won?

As if seeing Medusadana's confusion, Desera explained proudly, "Master Mary has sent us not only to defeat these dragonmen, but also to leave them all behind. So it's not difficult to win this battle, it's hard to keep them all on the battlefield. ”

"If you leave the magicians, you can keep the dragonmen?"

"We only had four people at the beginning, and it was their captain who sneaked up on us. The dragons believe that they have the advantage in numbers, so they will not run away as soon as they engage in battle. Stick them to the battlefield, slowly wear them down, and then let the magic machine form an interception net on the perimeter and cut into the battlefield if necessary. Such...... There will be a greater certainty that all the dragons will be left behind!"

"I'm fine fighting with the dragons, but my two men ......" Medusa Dana is not a cold-blooded and ruthless person after all, and has always been very protective of the descendants of her kind.

The two men she brought with her were the best of the younger generation of the clan, and had grown four arms that allowed them to wield multiple weapons at once. If you add to the figure that is as fast as the wind, the dancing knife is simply a hob array.

With such strength, there is naturally no problem in bullying low-level monsters without equipment. But when they faced a powerful creature like the dragonmen, they became a little powerless.

The strength of the four-armed snake demons is still a little weak, and it is almost impossible to cut through the thick metal armor of the upper body of the dragon man or the solid and dense scale armor of the lower body.

Therefore, at the beginning of the battle, Medusa Dana had already worked hard for them.

As soon as Dana whispered to him, Desera was already a little dizzy.

For the sake of his future as a wizard, from the beginning of his apprenticeship, De Serra was extremely strict and demanding of himself. Although it is not close to women, it is also more self-disciplined and stricter than ordinary peers.

After becoming a wizard, although he also opened a little meat, he was still much more mature and resolute than wizards of the same level.

But for some reason, this section has more contact with Medusa Dana, and Deserra is unconsciously a little infatuated with each other.

The delicate and perfect face, the hot body, although the snake hair and petrified pupils are a little more difficult to do, but isn't this more exotic?

Therefore, it is rare for 'beauties' to ask for each other, and he naturally has to take special care of one or two.

"Then bring two more 'Lumberjacks'! with two meat shields in front of them, they will be much safer......"

A sweet smile immediately appeared on Medusada's face, and the fluttering snake hair made a dense clattering sound.

"Alright, get ready, let's go!"

With an order, two wizards of the Crimson Family, as well as two snake demons wrapped in the hob array, plus two 'Lumberjacks' who rumbled forward and strode forward...... They were like a whirlwind of whistling winds, swift and ferocious towards the Captain Dragonman.