The unsuspecting guard goblin inserted the key into the rusty but still sturdy lock and opened the iron cage in front of him.

"Squeak. With a piercing friction sound, the iron cage door was opened by the guard goblin, and a large number of seafood fell into a coma in front of him, and the guard goblin turned his head to look behind him, "Captain Ruize, you see?"

"Hmm. Ruiz nodded, untied the short blade on his waist and was about to step forward to slaughter the head of the Scar Fishman, when his face suddenly changed, and he shouted, "Get out of the way!"

The guard goblin was wondering, and felt a gust of wind rushing around him, and then his neck hurt, and the strength of his whole body passed quickly.

He turned his head with the last of his strength, and saw that the originally fainted seafood in the cage had come out of the cage at some point, his huge blue eyes were staring at him with hatred, and his right hand and claw were accurately inserted into his neck.

Fish-people are not a weak race.

Didn't he get the tranquilizer arrow? That was the last thought of the guard goblin.

Seeing the sleeping Scarman open his eyes and quickly get up to kill the goblins guarding him, Ruiz bared his teeth a little.

"Beep!" Ruiz blew the emergency whistle on his chest, and the footsteps throughout the goblin territory rang out.

Scarman pulled his claws from the neck of the guarding goblin, looked around, found the direction of the exit of the fence that he had observed, and ran quickly on all fours.

Ruiz didn't rush forward to stop the sturdy green fish man, and after whistling, he looked at the green fish man's back before bending his bow and shooting at the scar fish man.

Ryze, who is skilled in archery, shot the scarred fishman, but the scarred fishman who was hit by the anesthetized arrow just shook his head, pulled out the arrow behind him, and continued to run towards the exit without looking back.

"Damn, this seafood is immune to anesthetic toxins!" Rhyz scolded.

Ruiz is not stupid, combined with the words of the guard goblin before, he already knows that this green fish man deliberately induced the guard goblin to shoot anesthetic arrows, until now it is completely immune to anesthetic toxins.

"Kill him, everyone!"

"Boom!" the goblin warriors heard the words, replacing them with arrows that were longer, sharper, and barbed.

Inside the fence is the center of the goblin territory, and there are more than fifty goblin warriors at all times, and a large number of goblin warriors are chasing after the greenfish people under the leadership of Ryze.

"The seafood monster has fled in the direction of the exit!

Up, up, up, up, the outnumbered goblin warriors quickly chased after the Scarmen on their short legs.

The Scarred Fishman had been hit by several arrows in a row in the back, but he had forgotten about life and death, and burst out with a more agile speed under the stimulation of pain.

Looking up, I saw that there were goblins trying to close the thick, heavy gate at the exit of the fence.

Scarman landed on all fours and burst out with all his muscular strength, and after crashing through several goblin warriors who came to intercept him, he finally got out of the half-closed gate!

Run! That's the only thought on Scarfish's mind.

Scar-Man plunged headlong into one of the densest dense forests, and the goblin warriors behind him chased him out of the fence, and the scar-fish-man who was unfamiliar with the dense forest environment could not escape the pursuit of the goblin warriors.

"Boom!" a sharp arrow pierced through the trunks of trees, through the grass, and landed beside Scarman, pinning firmly to the ground.

The Scar Fishman was breathing a sigh of relief, and a few more sounds of breaking the air came, "Poof!", a sharp pain came, and the Scar Fishman was actually hit by an arrow in the back.

The arrow was a barbed arrow, sharper than the tranquilizer arrow, piercing deep inside Scarman's body, and when Scarman tried to pull out the arrow, there was a more violent pain in his back, causing Scarman to give up the idea of pulling out the arrow.

If the barbed arrow is forcibly pulled out, it will definitely bring out a large piece of flesh and blood in the body, causing serious secondary damage.

Red blood dripped down the Scarred Fishman's back, providing a clear trace of the goblin warriors, and the Scarred Fishman's physical strength began to decline rapidly, and he began to gasp for air.

Scar-Man keeps on all fours, continuing his never-ending journey of escape.

In the strange dense forest, he felt that everything around him was the same, and he couldn't run out, despair began to envelop Scarman, and the breath of death began to gradually descend.

Tears began to well-shwell in Scarman's large blue eyes, and everything he had been through kept flashing through his mind.

He had just come of age for a year, and he was only in his early two years old this year, which was still very young in the average lifespan of thirty years for a fish-man.

In just two years of life, the Scarfish Man experienced the strength of the clan when he was young, and even experienced the catastrophe of the clan's extinction.

The death of the elder of the big fishmen, the oppression of the Naga tribe, the resistance of the tribe, and the pursuit of the trident.

Until now, he has been forced to flee to the land, but he has not escaped the fate of death.

"I haven't sent back any news, so the people should leave in despair......"

"Or maybe by this time the Trident has caught up and started a slaughter......"

Scar-man's consciousness was in a blur, and he suddenly felt that he stepped on the air, and then his body fell into free fall below.

The body spun in the air a few times, and after a long time, "poof!", Scarman found himself falling into the familiar water environment.

It's just that the taste of the water seems to be a little different, very plain, serene, not as fishy and irritable as the seawater, which gives the scar fish man a very good feeling.

The water was still cold, close to the breath of death when it came.

Scar-Man fell into a coma, his body slowly fluttering with the flowing water, and the wound on his back began to close under the stimulation of the cold water, and finally did not lose more blood.

Above, Ruiz led the goblin warriors to the edge of the cliff and looked out at the gem lake below, which had begun to thaw.

The cliff at this location was nearly forty meters high, and Ryze made several observations, but never found any trace of the Scarred Fishman.

"Captain, are you going down to search?" asked a goblin warrior as he unloaded the bundle of straw rope he was carrying.

Ruiz shook his head, "Forget it, the gem lake is about to thaw, and the vicious creatures in the lake may have already begun to infest, just a piece of seafood, it's not worth the risk." ”

"Go, go back. Ryze took one last look at the Gem Lake and led the group towards the center of the territory.

The setting sun shone on the returning goblin team, and inexplicably, a few bad premonitions flashed in Ruiz's heart.

Dusk came, and a soft north wind blew in the sky.

On the sparkling surface of the lake, the body of the scarred fishman slowly floated along the north wind to the depths of the gem lake, as if fate was invisibly pushing.