The flying javelins came one after the other, and they faintly formed an encirclement, blocking Barrett's retreat at once. ~ The javelins covered with turtle-foot barnacles were unusually disgusting, and looking at these terrible weapons that were getting closer and closer, Barrett couldn't hide his disgust.

The 'Blade Barrier' seems to have become Barrett's most used trick in some time. The wide and thick Mo knife was like a feather that spread out one by one, forming a dense sea of swords, blooming in front of Barrett.

"Khooth! Sonor! Boom! Boom!" The sound of metal crashing continued, "Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! "Javelin after javelin was hit by Barrett and fell straight off the deck.

"It's finally all under control." Looking at the extra pile of javelins covered in rust and sea life at his feet, Barrett nodded with satisfaction.

If he just used the weapon in his hand to protect himself, with the effect of the 'Sword Blade Barrier', Barrett would not have to think about it. But on deck, Barrett had to do more than just knock the javelins that were coming at him flying.

In the midst of the situation, the sailors on deck and the damned Sawa Fishmen were already strangled. There is no obvious battle line between the two warring sides, and they are almost intertwined like dogs, forming a situation where you have me, you have you.

If Barrett hadn't managed his parrying and landing points, the javelins he had sent flying would have struck the others on the deck like stray arrows.

Although the probability of such accidental injury is similar to that of sailors and fishmen. But compared to the sailors who wore sackcloth clothes right after them, the smooth, thick scales of the Sawah fish-man were clearly more effective. For that alone, the sailors suffered.

What's more, the throwing weapons used by these sava-fish people have been immersed in the sea for I don't know how long. Not to mention that they have not been properly maintained, they are rusty. It is also overgrown with a variety of marine life.

In Barrett's eyes, such a blade seemed to be full of poison. Because he knew that the rust on it could easily lead to wound infection. And the marine creatures don't know if there is a high degree of poison against the creatures of the 6 places.

The situation at hand was clearly that those damn Sawa Fishmen had the upper hand in numbers. Barrett didn't want to be attrition due to his own mistakes in this situation.

Unfortunately, although Barrett's actions made him the best target before the sun rose, it also attracted a large part of the firepower of the Sawa Fishman. But there were still some fishmen who projected their weapons at the unarmored seamen.

"Poof—" A javelin pierced the sailor's palm not far from Barrett. The tremendous force caused the entire head of the spear to pass through the hand, and then the barrel of the spear hung on the palm of the flesh and shook continuously.

"Ahh Later, he was skewered by the sand fish people who swarmed up with the trident in their hands.

"Damn it, the people down there haven't come yet!" Barrett, who was guarding the hatch, did not dare to move. If he left his current position, the main access to the cabin on the deck would be likely to be taken over by the Sawa Fishmen.

If that's the case, the church will create a situation where the husband is invincible, and the players and natives who are still in the cabin will be blocked here. At that time, I am afraid that the whole ship will be captured by these Shahua fish people in front of me.

Looking at Barrett, who was standing still, an attentive Sawa Fishman immediately appeared at the hatch next to Barrett. The same is intelligent beings. The fish-men, who had their own civilization system, immediately understood what Barrett was guarding.

"Trumpet! After a squirrel of "Sarwa-" screams, the newly climbed Sawa Fish-Man swarmed towards Barrett like sharks smelling blood.

The unusual behavior of the fishmen also attracted the attention of the remaining sailors on deck. It's just that under the threat of the trident, the sailors already seem quite wolf, and now even if they want to rush to Barrett's side to help, they seem to be powerless! For now, it seems that the sailors can only find time to support Barrett with their own mouths.

"Big guy in the back! You're going to have to hold on! ”

"Don't worry! Captain, they'll be down soon......"

"You have to hold on! These damn fishmen aren't in the habit of captive. I don't think you'll like to be eaten by them. ”

"Needless to say, I'll do my best." Shaking the hilt of the knife in his hand, Barrett took a deep breath. Looking at the fish-man who was surrounding him from three directions, he took a step forward to the left and blocked the entrance to the cabin.

Looking at the number of enemies in front of him, Barrett immediately decided to preemptively deter them. Only by making the first wave of fishmen fearful can it be possible to survive the onslaught of the other side - the number of fins on the surface of the sea is really a bit terrifying.

Since you want to kill people, you just have to choose a good target. Using his night vision pupils, Barrett began to quickly distinguish the fishmen that were almost enveloping him in a fan-shaped encirclement.

'That's it! There was a metal mask on his face. The identity must be different. Barrett, who had found his target, struck out decisively. Lunge first, then spin quickly with your left leg as the axis to take advantage of the momentum.

The Mo knife clenched in both hands sliced through the air with an astonishing degree. Out of a piercing scream. The oncoming fish-man's already protruding yellow-brown pupils dilated in an instant, and the bloody mouth of the originally cruel and bloodthirsty grinning smirk stiffened. The ** of survival commanded it to reluctantly raise the trident clenched in both hands to block it, but the trident was knocked out at the first moment of collision.

The huge blade that swept immediately after it directly knocked the fish-man five or six meters away, rolled on the ground a few times, and then bounced off the mast behind it and was bounced back.

"Poof-" With a bang, a mouthful of bright red liquid erupted from the fang-filled mouth. When the red liquid landed on the deck, it was mixed with some unidentified objects like minced meat.

The fish-man with a rare metal mask on his head still seemed to be a relatively strong guy, and such an attack alone didn't seem to be able to take its life. It now seems to be struggling to get to its feet.

It's just that it can be seen from the limp limbs that no matter how hard you try. Not to mention that all the bones in this guy's body are scattered. But at least a few of them were broken. It's not that easy to get back on your feet on your own.

See the blow that masked fish-man had suffered. The people in front of these sawahwa fish are not just flinching. On the contrary, they became more excited. The bloodshot pupils and swollen muscles that began to disagree all roasted Barrett, and these sava-fishmen entered their characteristic bloody rage.

Bloody Fury: Once a day, the Sawah Fishman has a chance to enter a special berserk state if he is injured or stimulated by some kind of irritation. It gains physical strength and strength, but at the same time neglects its own defenses due to the effects of the rage on the brain.

The maximum duration of this fury is one minute, not very short. However, it only gives half the amplification effect of the Barbarian's basic rage - it is completely of the high-quality type.

However, to the envy and jealousy of the barbarian profession, after this state of rage is over, the Sawa Fishman will not fall into fatigue because of the rage just now. This particular way of berserk is unanimously an excellent specimen for many researchers. It is said that there have been many organizations that have been experimenting with catching sava fish people and have achieved initial results!

However, the good material in those researchers is a vicious wolf that could threaten him at any time. These ugly amphibians clutched their weapons and thought of Barrett from all sides.

The degree of running plus the arms become stronger. The trident that slammed into Barrett suddenly sparkled. The adamantite cuirass on Barrett's body showed itself at a price almost as heavy as a gold coin.

"Sonorous! Sonorous ......" After a sound like rain hitting the lute, the opponent's attack did not even leave a mark on the breastplate. The arms, protected by chain mail, have also withstood the test.

But if you take off the chain mail and look at it now, you'll see a large patch of blue and purple on Barrett's iron hoop-like arms. This is the epithetical xiàn of ruptured and hemorrhagic cutaneous vessels.

Obviously, in the barrage of tridents, Barrett, whose blade barrier was still cooling, was not able to intercept all the attacks. However, with his rich combat experience, Barrett successfully used his armor and the ability of 'Muscle Armor' to minimize the damage he received.

Although there was a pinprick-like sensation on his arm, the Mo knife that Barrett held with both hands seemed to be unaffected and swept again with a huge wind sound.

Wherever he passed, his limbs shattered, and a storm of flesh flew up. The mutilated corpse fell on the deck. The fish-men on both sides were smashed out of the side of the ship alive, and they danced their teeth and claws all the way in mid-air. With a terrible scream, he returned to his hometown!

Twisting around and drawing a semicircle, Barrett continued with this force and freed up his left hand. With the help of centrifugal force, he continued to swing an astonishing slash, and with a slight flick of his toes, the trident that had rolled off the deck instantly rose into the air.

The free left hand ran over the trident, and while turning, he picked up his arm and threw it out vigorously. With a "whoosh" sound of breaking through the air, the trident broke through the thick scales of the Sawa Fishman's defenses, pierced through its not-so-emaciated body, and pinned it firmly to the side of the ship.

If Barrett hadn't moved on to this throwing attack, one of the sailors in front of him would have been pierced in the back by the fish-man who had sneaked up to the deck. It wasn't until the fish-man was fixed to the side of the ship that the sailor realized that he had just walked through the ghost gate.

"Thank you!" The frightened sailor wanted to turn around and thank him, but the arrival of the trident wielded by the fish-man in front of him made him too tired to return.

With one enemy, while winning a complete victory, there is still the spare strength to rescue the comrades not far away. Barrett is now really out of the strength of the front.

Under the frantic attack of the fish-man, Barrett guarded the hatch behind him and did not even give in for half a step! If the fish people relied on their numerical superiority to launch a tsunami-like continuous offensive.

But Barrett is like a rock that will not fall, let you storm and storm the waves, and in the collision with him, you will only be blown into thousands of pieces of jade. Transform into loose and weak beach waves. But the reef of Barrett still stands majestically in place.

The momentum made the command creatures on deck feel crazy and tremble. All of a sudden, the fishmen that had surrounded Barrett were swept away. And the Warsaw fishmen who climbed the mountain deck after seeing Barrett's record. He actually cowered and didn't dare to charge again.

Suddenly, two anti-teardrop-shaped projectiles with a bright glow flew out of the hatch behind Barrett. In the blink of an eye, he bypassed Barrett in front of him. The straight boat bow is the fishman who is pressing the sailor to fight. The rise of that guy killing, and didn't pay attention to the Binhua behind it. Two Stand missiles smashed its scales, causing it to scream in pain. The impact of the missile also slowed down the fish-man's unstable attack, and the sailor, who had been suppressed by it, separated and counterattacked, slashed it in the belly, and kicked it off the side of the ship with one leg.

Reinforcements finally arrived, and Barrett opened the hatch so that the fresh troops could leave and go to the deck. But what made him scratch his head was. The first to hit deck was an arcane spellcaster who shrouded himself in black robes. The one shook off the magic scroll that had lost its effect, apparently the carrier of the arcane missile from earlier.

In the wee hours of the morning, the caster who was awakened in his sleep was of course unable to cast spells on his own. In this environment, mages can only rely on the spell items they have accumulated before if they want to make a difference.

However, to Barrett's frown, the spellcaster in front of him actually landed on the deck without any protection. Isn't he afraid that his small body will not be able to withstand the enemy's sneak attack?

"Light! Dispel the darkness. The caster, who had just stood firm, took out a scroll again, and a ball of light with a soft white light appeared out of thin air in the night. This constant source of light was far more effective than a lantern hanging high above the mast, and many sailors who had been able to guard the enemy around them were finally able to see the enemy farther away.

Suddenly, another rain of javelins flew towards where Barrett stood, but this time their target was not Barrett but the spellcaster beside him. At this moment, there was a "bang", and the 'Igra' shook as if it had hit something.

Barrett's legs remained motionless as if they were rooted in the deck. And those experienced sailors were also in the middle of the battle, skillfully using the wooden crates on the deck. Ropes and barrels ensure their balance. On the contrary, some of the fish-men fell to the ground as a result.

Unfortunately, the mage's hand was noticeably not agile enough, and he fell to the deck under the violent shaking. Completely loses the ability to dodge ranged attacks on his own.

The 'Blade Barrier' moves—sweeping widely in mid-air with dizzying strokes. The speed of the waving has reached the point where the human eye has a visual afterimage. So much so that what everyone saw was a high-spinning aircraft propeller in front of Barrett.

It's a pity that the 'Sword Blade Barrier' was originally only used to protect himself, and now that Barrett wants to use it to protect others, the effect will inevitably be greatly reduced. However, with his superior control, Barrett managed to block most of the javelins. It's a pity that there is still a fish that slipped through the net and pierced the body of the black-robed spellcaster.

"Puff-" The metal entered the body and said to Barrett, and the fish-man's expression did not fall short. The identified, intelligent creature under the black robe stopped moving with a slight convulsion under the severe pain.

"The power of the mind, block the view of all things!" With Claudia. Auditore's voice rang out, and the black-robed spellcaster immediately responded

It seems to be obscured by something, and it becomes blurry and unclear. Taking advantage of this opportunity, he jumped onto the deck of noodles and Lalu, grabbed his legs with one hand, and dragged the caster back to the hatch.

Immediately after Clematis. Bot's voice also came: "It's good that Lily didn't go out just now, otherwise you would have fallen to the ground." ”

"How could it be. Didn't you realize that I'm busy putting on mage armor and protective ranged weapons right now? As a mage, I don't let myself be put in danger. Rielly immediately retorted.

Claudia. Auditore immediately interjected: "Don't make a fuss about the two, let's see if this guy is dead or alive!" ”

Then there was a rush of people in the cabin. Claudia in a chainmail shirt with a mace in her hand at the same time. Auditore also cautiously appeared behind Barrett. Immediately after Barrett's afterglow, the shadow of the hatch seemed to become a little unnatural, and it seemed that the noodle guy took this opportunity to find out.

"Miss Auditore, will you be able to protect yourself? I'll probably go to the front later. After all, if we hadn't driven these fish-men into the sea, we would have stayed here today. Barrett said as he carefully shifted his steps.

Claudia. Auditore tilted his head and thought, "Ugh! There should be no problem! And if I can't do it alone, wouldn't there be Lalu and noodles. ”

But in just a while, the number of fishmen on the ship increased again. Apparently the fish-men of the sea climbed the 'Igra' in 66 one after another. This kind of refueling tactic is a big no-no in battle, but unfortunately those fishmen don't have the right tools to complete the surface to deck delivery in a short time.

"I'm still alive!" Said Clematis. Bot forcefully pulled out the javelin stuck in the black-robed spellcaster. The pain was so severe that the black-robed caster twitched a few times, even in a coma.

Immediately after Clematis. With a flick of her wrist, a wand covered in vines and green leaves appeared in her hand. Gently using the wand to ignite the black fear spellcaster, the priest began to channel the magic inside the wand.

A green glow pulled the dying spellcaster back from the Ghost Gate. Although it is impossible to completely heal the injury, at least it stabilizes the injury and closes the wound, so that it will not be difficult for a certain spellcaster to fall into the hands of the fishman.

"Wow! For! With two sounds, a black shadow like a ball suddenly smashed from the aft tower to the deck.

"Poof-" after the sound of the ball-like black figure stood up, and Barrett looked at it to see that the ball was actually the dwarven captain of the ship.

It's just that this gentleman's current situation is not good, and there are at least three or four long wounds on the other party's bucket-like torso alone! The blood oozing from the wound had already stained his clothes. Obviously, the fish-man attack was planned, otherwise the dwarven captain would not have been attacked in the tail tower.

The dwarven captain staggered to his feet, ignoring the bleeding wounds on his body. He ripped off the tattered linen of his upper body, clenched the dwarven hammer with both hands, and let out a wild roar as he swung it: "You bandits, get off my beloved 'Igra'. ”

With a roar, the dwarven captain rushed into the enemy line with a sledgehammer, knocking down five or six fishmen in a row. Following his appearance, the morale of the seafarers was greatly boosted, and there was a great momentum to clear the deck of those fishmen.

A black, long-handled hammer smashed open the fish-man's head, smashing the fish-man's cheeks, and of course occasionally hitting the deck or the side of the ship, causing the wood to shatter and fly out.

Whether it is the record or the momentum, the dwarf captain in front of him is not as good as the previous Barrett. But as soon as he joined, the momentum of the sailors on the ship instantly increased. This is the place of this dwarven captain in the hearts of his crew! It is the prestige that has been established after years of sharing weal and woe with them, and after escaping again and again.

"Break the enemy! Wansheng! Barrett, shouting these two slogans, overcame the obstacles on the deck with an astonishing degree. Like a meteorite, it smashed into a makeshift position constructed by a fish-man spearman. In front of him, the faces of nearly twenty or so Shahua Fishmen were full of horror.

But few of them stiffened in place. In those desperate eyes, these vicious creatures moved their own dying counterattack.

Then a half-human, half-fish with a look of disbelief revealed that it was thrown into the sky. Barrett crossed the position as if no one was there, followed by a staggered corpse on the deck. But just as Barrett was about to attack a new target, a ghostly shark jaw emerged from the pile of corpses and flew straight towards Barrett. (To be continued!)

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