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And on the shore wrapped in turquoise, the blood-colored ocean was like an oppressive wave, rising and falling, until the moment of collision, when it suddenly churned, and a huge roar set off countless splashes of water.

A spear with a cold and glowing cold light seemed to turn into a forest of steel at this moment, deeply rooted in this land.

At this point, the entire area was cut into two distinctly, and the oppressive and heavy aura spread like a breeze everywhere.

Then, without a hint, the scarlet blood and the cold black light collided like this, and the noisy metal sound was like a tall giant waving a leather whip, constantly striking the big one

Earth.

The blood and the black glow continued to intersect, entangle, and merge in that collision again and again, until the other party completely devoured the other.

The shouts of killing, the roars of rage, the wails, and the clanging sound of Jin Ge's handover suddenly erupted in this already rough world.

Swords and guns collided, figures staggered, and in that relentless impact and stabbing again and again, from time to time, a figure fell miserably, and then never got up again.

Sen Leng's spear swept away the blood-colored long knife, and the huge impact force made Lore's body unconsciously take two steps back.

"These damn monsters!" Swallowing the saliva in his mouth viciously, he also said a little depressedly.

The long-term stabbing training has made their arm strength far beyond that of ordinary people, but in the face of this group of fishmen mixed with blood, they still seem to be a little weak.

Under the wrapping of that burst of blood light, the physical fitness of this group of fishmen has obviously improved a lot, whether it is the strength displayed or the speed of attack, I don't know how much stronger than the previous confrontation at sea.

A long knife and short spear seemed to be endless, constantly waving over, Lore gasped for breath, while desperately swinging the spear in his hand, constantly pulling away all the weapons in front of him, thanks to the attack distance of three meters, it was difficult for the crazy fishman in front of him to get close, but just the mechanical swing of the weapon in his hand had already made Lore miserable.

The little strength he had left was still rapidly depleting, and no matter how much he squeezed himself, the source of strength in his body, which had almost dried up, could not be revived, and the spear in his hand seemed to turn into a towering mountain at this moment, no matter how much he tried to climb, it was difficult to rush forward.

His throat may have become hoarse from the constant roar, and his originally athletic body was now as difficult to move as a sculpture.

When the dazzling white light came back on, Lore seemed to know his end, and his arm only moved slightly, and he didn't make any movement.

However, at this last moment, he glanced subconsciously, but the companions around him did not have the slightest intention of giving up, and were still fighting hard and fearlessly.

Lore was stunned for a moment, and then the silent fire in his heart was ignited again, and then spread out with the momentum of a prairie fire, and the originally dry spring in his body reappeared.

Yes, they were fearless French warriors, proud and resolute, and how could they be defeated by this group of ugly creatures.

"Kill!"

The trembling arm once again swung the steel spear and stabbed out, colliding with the long knife that had slashed over, but before he could make any follow-up movements, with the slight vibration of the eardrum, a round of incomparably bright blood bloomed on the fish-man's chest in front of him.

"Bang bang-"

After experiencing the initial difficulties, the town militia behind them finally completed another round of reloading, due to the limitations of the times and technology, although the flintlock pistols in their hands are amazingly powerful, but the accuracy is a little unsatisfactory, but at such a close distance between the two sides, dozens of flying bullets shot into the crowded crowd of fish, how can there be an embarrassing situation of not hitting the enemy.

And with the calm filling and shooting of the town militia again and again, the Dao Dao Blood Flower stood proudly in this blood-colored millstone like a cold plum blooming in the middle of winter.

The pungent smell of gunpowder filled the entire battlefield, and in the face of the metal frenzy one after another, even if these fishmen underwent some strange changes, they could not escape the tragic fate of being slaughtered after all, and could only be ruthlessly harvested like straw.

And as the figure of the fishman continued to shrink, the spear soldiers at the front also breathed a sigh of relief, and the figures who were originally dancing at the tip of the Grim Reaper's sword slowly escaped from the cold light on their bodies.

At this moment, the originally melodious and charming horn came to an abrupt end, and it seemed extraordinarily sudden, as if something had happened.

With the abrupt interruption of the horn, the bodies of the remaining hundred or so fishmen suddenly stiffened. The delicate blood receded from these fishmen like a tide, and the pupils that had been swallowed by the blood light slowly returned to their original color.

The black smoke rose and rolled, like a dragon, its teeth and claws, and the slightly salty and humid air was filled with the smell of blood, and the broken internal organs and flesh were scattered all around, like torn strips of rags, but the color was the blood red soaked in life.

When they realized the situation they were in, these tyrannical and murderous fishmen did not go crazy again because of the rich bloody atmosphere, but fled like lost dogs.

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At the same time that Chopin's spearmen were mercilessly slaughtering, a slender battleship stood quietly on the surface of the sea about a kilometer away from Drift Island.

"Billie, those ignorant fishmen are defeated." The person who spoke was tall and slender, but what people couldn't imagine was that the other party had fine scales on his body, antennae on his face, and his lower body was like a big snake.

If Sherlay was here, she would definitely be able to recognize that these guys in front of her were one of the intelligent races in the Endless Sea besides humans, the Naga people.

A blue picture of water appeared in the void out of thin air, rippling slightly, and it showed Chopin's spearmen and fishmen fighting fiercely.

However, when a spear stained with blood and flesh pierced through the body of a fishman in the field, the blue water curtain in the void trembled rapidly, and then only a soft "poof" sound was heard, and the scene in front of him quickly cracked, and finally turned into a pile of water stains, splashing on the deck.

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