The setting sun stains the clouds in the sky with a golden outline, and from a distance it looks like the golden palace of Cloudsdale.

As the red sun gradually sank into the clouds, the clouds on the horizon were like a burning fire.

The sea level is covered with a layer of golden scales.

We stood next to the reef on the shore, patiently waiting for the end of the day.

The battle finally began.

Faced with a fish-man camp of tens of thousands of people, Karantso still insisted on hunting and killing the group of fishmen in front of him.

In the twilight, orc warriors and barbarian slaves stood in two rows, slowly approaching the fish-man tribe along the sands of the coastline.

The fishmen on the lookout at the outskirts of the camp were the first to spot us, and almost at the same time there was a sharp whistle on the lookout, a little harsh, like the call of a skua gull, and then the whole fish-man camp began to boil, and the fishmen came out of the thatched huts, and they jumped into the shallow water of the beach, and gathered at the warning lookout with all kinds of rudimentary weapons in their hands.

Some of the fishmen who were far away threw themselves into the sea, and then disappeared from the surface, revealing only dorsal fins on the surface of the sea, which cut through the lines of water and circled towards the orc warriors.

The fishmen, who had just experienced a crushing defeat in the morning, were not a little timid in the face of the orc warriors, and the fishmen poured in from the camp like a tidal wave, and looked across the beach, full of fishmen with weapons in their hands, with bone forks in their hands, and they did not know what fear was.

At the same time, on the lookout of the fish-man camp, several fish-men dressed in tattered fishing nets and sailcloths appeared, and they still held the huge teeth of some kind of beast in their hands, and several fish-people wearing broken fishing nets raised their fangs in their hands.

A ball of black fireball slowly converged from the top of the leader-level fishman's head, and when these fireballs were sequel to the size of a coconut, the five fishmen wearing fishnet rags pointed their fangs forward, and the five fireballs flew out from the top of their heads with a fierce breaking sound, and in an instant, they crossed a distance of nearly 100 meters and exploded violently on the battlefield.

The distance of 100 meters seems to be the limit of these black flame fireballs, but unfortunately these fishmen have no concept of the range of the fireballs, so these black flame fireballs were detonated at a distance of 100 meters in front of the orc warriors, not only did not affect the orc warriors, but blew up several fishmen from the front of the fishmen trappers, and the strong shock wave blew up those fishmen to the bones and tendons, and their bodies were stained with black flames, and they let out a howl of ghosts and wolves on the battlefield.

As the fireball exploded in the fish-man group, only the fish-man hunters who rushed to the front of the battlefield were affected, and the fish-man army that swarmed up behind was not affected in the slightest.

Karantso rushed to the front first, and the rest of the orc warriors followed behind her on the left and right, forming a charging formation, and the fishmen rushed up like a sandstorm to surround the orc warriors, no fish-man could block the heavy sword in Karantso's hand, and the fish-man who collided with Karantso almost didn't even have a chance to stab the bone fork out, and was split in half by Karantso with the bone fork.

Ruka the Minotaur stood behind Karantso, holding an ancient oath like a door panel in one hand and a moonblade axe in the other, designed to fend off attacks from both sides.

The fish people kept firing blowguns in this direction as they ran, and those poisonous needles as fine as cow hair were not enough to kill the orc warriors, but those stingers were painful and itchy when they pierced the skin, and the toxins on the stingers would reduce the reaction power of the orc warriors.

Thirty-five barbarian slaves behind the orc warriors were armed with heavy crossbows, and at the command of Justus, the giant crossbow arrows flew into the fish-man camp with a whining sound, plowing the dense fish-man charging formation into dozens of passages, and the fishmen who were shot by the giant crossbow arrows strung on the shafts of the arrows and galloped backwards, and when these giant crossbow arrows fell on the beach with all their might, the shafts of each crossbow arrows were full of fishmen, and they were slanted into the beach one by one.

Several leader-level fishmen on the lookout saw the fishmen on the battlefield in front of them fall in rows like wheat, no matter how hard the fishmen in front of them tried to stop Karantso's footsteps, the orc warriors followed Karantso to approach the fish-man camp little by little, and they jumped down from the lookout impatiently, and the fish-man leaders held their huge fangs, kicked away the fish-men who were in the way, and ran quickly to the battlefield.

This time they chose to be closer and fired fireballs at the orc warriors.

Unfortunately, just as the fireballs were gathered, several giant crossbow arrows with a buzzing sound whizzed in, and before the fish-man leaders could react, the giant crossbow arrows passed through their chests unreasonably, and they were also strung to the shafts of the giant crossbow arrows like other fishmen.

The heavy crossbow in the hands of the barbarian slaves was like a life harvester, constantly taking away the lives of the fishmen.

I stood side by side at the back of the team with Ying Li, Ying Li put his hands together above his head, and a scorching red six-pointed star circle appeared under his feet, and the cumbersome spell came out of Ying Li's mouth syllable by syllable, it was a very unique rhythm, and finally the spell disappeared in. Time stood still, and disappeared along with the magic pattern circle she had drawn, and then I saw that some ignition elements continued to emerge around Xian Yingli's body, and those dotted fire elements seemed to be attracted by some kind of invisible attraction, converging on Yingli's chest from all directions, forming a large fireball.

Those flames continued to gather, from one fireball to three, as Ying Li's last clear spell ended, the three beaded fireballs connected in a string to cut through the darkness of dusk, flying towards the battlefield ahead, the three fireballs exploded in the most dense place of the fishmen, some of the fishmen were instantly engulfed by the flames, their bodies burned with raging flames, kept screaming, convulsions in pain, each flame jumped with joy, as if they had life, igniting the nearby fishmen.

There are also some fishmen who broke through the blockade on the battlefield and rushed to me, and were killed by the two girls, Helena and Becky, they have grown a lot, at least they are much more resolute than before when fighting, and they don't need any skills to kill fishmen, their combat power is not much stronger than that of goblins, it's hard to imagine how such a large group of fishmen reproduced, perhaps because their natural enemies don't exist near the island.

As I thought of this, I suddenly remembered what Justes had said, that in the bay on the other side of the island's shoreline, a ship was stranded and almost rotten, indicating that the island had been set foot in, but didn't this group know that there was a huge fish-man camp on the island?

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Karantso rushed into the fish-man camp with more than two dozen orc warriors, and slaughtered all the fishmen who rushed up with bone forks and stingers that flew like a rain of stingers.

No fish-man can stop the footsteps of the orc warriors, but there are too many of these fish-men, so many that Karaantso and the orc warriors can't kill them anyway, and the ground is already full of the corpses of the fish-man predators, but those fish-people still pour in one after another, they are not afraid of death, and the moon-bladed axe in the hands of the orc warriors is stained with the blood of the fishmen, and they are slimy in their hands.

The orc warriors began to swing the moonblade axe cleanly, and then the movements began to slow down little by little, and even some orcs had given up the moonblade axe in their hands and fought with a lighter long knife.

Karantso led the orc warriors to plow the battlefield five times, and the battlefield was littered with fish-man corpses, but unfortunately there were still fish-men rushing out of the camp and entering the battlefield.

From a distance, I could clearly feel that the orc warriors were tired, and the barbarian slaves not far away had shot the last of their giant crossbow arrows in their quiver.

At this time, the descendants of the Kraken rushed into the battlefield without hesitation with this group of barbarian slaves, the barbarian slaves each held a five-meter-long black iron spear in their hands, in front of the fishmen who were only one meter high, the barbarian slaves were like little giants, those fishmen were just as big as the barbarians' legs, they raised the black iron spears in their hands, and stabbed these fishmen fiercely, and pierced one after another on the black iron spears.

The goal of the barbarian slaves was simple, they just wanted to see those giant crossbow arrows left on the battlefield collected, and then prepare to organize a second round of wheat harvesting.

These barbarians are a little more endurance than the orc warriors, they have not shown fatigue for the time being, the battle lasted for nearly two hours, Karantso saw the exhausted and scarred orc warriors on the battlefield, and planned to retreat behind the reef to rest and eat something, the physical strength of the orc warriors fighting on an empty stomach was obviously a little unable to keep up,

As for those barbarian slaves, they had long been hungry and ate a round of fishmen, and at this time, they also merged with the orc warriors, standing on the battlefield to form a circle, shoulder to shoulder to resist the attack of the fishmen.

The corpses of the fishmen were already piled up in front of the warriors, and in some places the corpses of the fishmen were piled up like hills.

With Karantso's 'retreat', the orc warriors and barbarian slaves began to retreat slowly, but they didn't expect those fishmen to swarm in, regardless of casualties to leave the orc warriors, at this time I appeared on the sea reef, cast a spell to condense a nearly 100-meter-long ice wall, the ice wall rumbled down on the beach, stopping the fishmen who were about to rush up.

Half of her body was stained red with fish-man blood, and the plasma stuck to her skin to form a thick scab, and she withdrew from the battlefield and sat breathlessly on the reef on the shore, the heavy sword stuck diagonally in the sand, and the orc warriors who had withdrawn from the battlefield took out their marching rations and stuffed them into their stomachs.

The barbarian slaves formed a line of defense to stop the fishmen who rushed after them, and I waved my hand at Justus on the battlefield.

Justus led the barbarian slaves to retreat in an orderly manner, and the fishmen saw that the barbarian slaves were also retreating, and they swarmed around the rocky reef where we were.

When the fish-man warriors stepped into this area, the continuous frost magic rune boards buried in the sand were triggered one after another, and waves of cold waves surged, and the ice fog appeared very light in the night, and the fishmen did not notice anything abnormal at first, and when a large number of fishmen rushed into this area, a large number of continuous frost magic rune boards were activated, and the cold wave dyed the beach on this side of the rocky reef a snow-white.

A wall of ice silently condensed above the heads of the fish, and finally formed a large array of ten ice walls, which fell from the sky, and the fish people were caught off guard and exploded a piece of ice powder in the city, and the extremely cold air swept everything near the coastline of the rocky reef, and the group of fish people turned into a large frozen sculpture, standing on the beach in different forms, and the beach and rocky reef here became a snow world.

Part of the snow and ice stretched into the sea, and even the sea was frozen in a large area.

Every time I detonate the ice wall, it is the weakest time for me, and the ice explosion technique absorbs the mana in my body to the greatest extent and releases it in an instant.

Seeing this, the fishmen on the battlefield outside finally stopped their attack, staring at the fishmen who had turned into ice sculptures and purring.

Originally, I thought that such a large-scale ice explosion would scare the fishmen on the periphery, and we would also take this time to clean up the battlefield and evacuate here.

But what is unexpected is that the fish people only hesitated for a while, and more than a dozen three hell lava dogs poured out of the fish man camp, they were full of red fire in the dark night, each hell lava hound was almost the size of a rhinoceros, there were lava streams flowing on the skin, billowing smoke was spewing from the big mouth and ears of the glasses, and the air was filled with a smell of sulfur.

At the sight of these hell lava hounds, Justes and I looked at each other's eyes with shock.

I didn't expect to meet so many Hell creatures in the fish-man camp, these Hell Lava Dogs are not so easy to mess with, they have rough skin and thick flesh, and their bodies are full of scorching lava, and their strength is usually about the same as that of a warrior at the peak of the first turn.

I never thought that the fish people here actually established a connection with the Hell Demon Clan, at this time, thinking back to the huge fangs in the hands of the five leader-level fish men before, I suddenly remembered where I had seen their patterns, yes, I once took that thing in a book of "Hell Demon Species Book", those huge fangs are the teeth of the King of Gege, with two natural magic pattern magic circles on them, the fire gathering technique and the fireball technique, even if ordinary people pick up that kind of demon fangs, they can also shoot fireballs from hell.

There was once an archmagus who turned those fangs into magical weapons, which he called 'demonic fangs'.

Looking at the roaring and rushing hell lava hounds, he decisively turned on the tide of mana and quickly recovered the mana in his body.

The Hellhounds burst out of the fish-man camp, killing many of them along the way......

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