The sudden attack of the huge ice was like a black meteorite, ignoring the resistance of the sea, and fiercely rushed towards a slender figure above Temple's head.

There were a large number of translucent pink jellyfish in all directions, and their fluttering tentacles were now tightly entangled in a large net around Temple, so he could not stop it.

But he was confident that his companion would not be harmed by the attack, so he remained floating above the jellyfish, his sword bowed in a prayerful posture.

In this posture, the surface of the jellyfish tentacles that completely entwined his limbs and torso was increasing in color, and the dead gray replaced the pink translucency, and the petrified scene was spreading in all directions through the presence of the tentacle net.

This spread is entirely based on the jellyfish's bodies, and at the same time it seems to have a strong imprisoning power.

So, despite sensing the danger, the jellyfish couldn't get their tentacles out of it, because they could feel a wave of paralysis coming down their tentacles in addition to the petrified parts!

It looks like they're besieging a lonely human knight, but in reality, their demise is inevitable.

On the other side, the huge meteorite also did not exert its due effect, and before it even reached the range of the target, it was suddenly swallowed into the stomach by a huge mouth that appeared out of thin air.

The meteorite is already large, but its mouth is much larger than the meteorite, and its shape is very strange, it looks like a huge pig's mouth.

After swallowing, the pig's mouth slammed a few times at a rapid pace, and then sneezed violently.

A black cold current instantly spread in front of it, and a blank area naturally appeared next to the Temple knight who passed through the prayer posture, but the jellyfish around the knight who were in a stalemate were affected by the black cold current, and even instantly frozen into black ice sculptures, and then scattered as if the glass was shattered.

This process is like a cold winter coming, and the scene of snowflakes falling quietly unfolds in this dark sea.

The slow and orderly appearance is mixed with the tense atmosphere around it, and there is a wonderful beauty inexplicably.

A slender human figure at the top of the place sighed. The Sea Clan, as the attacker, was not in this mood at all.

Three small figures blocked the top of the volcano in a staircase posture, and the figure at the top was floating above the swirling waterspout above the crater, seemingly not moving at all, but there were bursts of power pouring down from the body, turning the waterspout into an absolute realm that could not be removed by special means.

The figure below him wielded a peculiar scepter, and with each swing, pig heads were born in the surrounding water, centered on a waterspout, and whenever a condensed attack approached, they would swallow it into their mouths, and then disintegrate into corresponding forces to devour them back.

As for the knight at the bottom, it annoyed the sea clans even more.

Because as long as they send living beings over, they will all be involuntarily attracted to the knight, and then petrified!

Above, middle and lower, the three lines of defense seem to be very porous, but in fact, the target in the crater is already very tightly protected.

"The operation has been a complete failure."

Leading the attack was a tall fish-man covered in blue and purple, and now he was floating on a coral bush in the far side of the battlefield, and the look in his eyes had dimmed.

"The church and the snake demon are not fighting, and the target that needs to be caught is tightly guarded. We've lost so many troops, but we can't even break through the second line of defense......"

As it spoke, its gaze scanned the battlefield or the pile of ice and flesh under the volcano, and felt a throbbing pain in its internal organs.

Ice Giants, Poisonous Jellyfish, One-Eyed Flying Fish, Blood Squid......

Although these are not intelligent sea tribes, each of them is ten thousand times more precious than an ordinary sea tribe.

However, now, the number of sea monster armies that have died in this sea area is no less than one-fifth of the number of the entire sea tribe.

With such a huge loss, it would be nice if it could successfully capture the target, but so far it has not even gained a little, and it is foreseeable how severe the punishment it will face when it returns.

"Maybe the elders will be considerate of the special situation that came before."

A slumped fishman next to the leader said comfortingly, "The reason for this incident is not that we are commanding indiscriminately, but that the sea monster army is in turmoil and cannot be controlled. ”

The truth is indeed so, after the sea serpent demon retreated, they felt very stunned before they could come to their senses, and the army under their command rushed to the second planned attack target one after another, no matter how much they blocked, it was useless, and even if the obstruction was violent, it would provoke the indiscriminate attack of the sea monsters.

This state of affairs is obviously abnormal, and there must be a reason for it, but does that justify the elders not punishing it?

The chief is hard to be sure of this.

In this matter, the successive setbacks have made many clansmen unbearable, and there have even been some cases of rebellion against their superiors.

At this time, this fiasco happened again, and on the surface it did not seem to have any inside information, and it was very doubtful that it would be pushed out and slaughtered as a scapegoat.

After all, compared to the mysterious and unconfrontational nature of the enemy, the failed command of one's own people seems to be easier to accept.

"If I'm dead, Goss, please help me take care of my one hundred and thirty-five children."

In a sad tone, it said to the rickety old Sea Clan beside him who was holding a staff of driftwood: "By the way, it helped me kill Zakarai, it was it that instigated me to take this task, and I will definitely become a Sea Clan hero after fighting to the death...... I don't want to be a Sea Clan hero now, I just want to know how we failed. It's a pity that humans don't accept the merfolk to surrender, otherwise I'd have wanted to run over and ask why the snake demon had slipped away. ”

"You're right."

The old sea clan sighed when he heard this, "After running over, the human race will only think about whether to steam or braise you, and will not explain half a sentence to you at all." ”

In the heavy atmosphere of defeat, it was barely a comfort to say something relatively humorous, and some of the sea tribes around did not break this seemingly comical conversation.

All they have is pity and sympathy. ”

"However, there may be other turnarounds." The old sea clan over there suddenly changed his words, and he didn't know what he had in mind.

The leader of the Sea Clan hurriedly asked, but the old Sea Clan didn't seem to be sure, so he just shook his head again and again.

In this case, it was not until the leader noticed that a black crack suddenly appeared in the battlefield area, and then he faintly realized something.

"The elders did it themselves?"

"I think so." The old sea clan stroked his driftwood staff and nodded thoughtfully.

"The elders are supposed to want to banish their target to the Shadow Realm."

"Can they break through the defenses around the target?" The Sea Clan leader was a little unconvinced.

After fighting for so long, although they did not touch the last line of defense of the target, since the enemy had been prepared, it was obvious that the defense force that blocked the approach of the extraordinary force was very strong, but the elders did not come to the scene in person this time, but only acted in the air.

"I don't need to break through the defenses, just use a little more strength."

The old fish-man mage said as a matter of course, "As long as you throw them into the Shadow Realm with that volcano, the defense will naturally be ineffective." ”