Patiently commanding the guild members to rely on the stone wall defense behind them, they defended on the spot for nearly 10 minutes, and there were no new changes within the fish-man tribe.

This made Fang Jin sure that the priest of this large fish-man tribe that occupied Chaohu Lake had already used his ability to the extreme.

Although it is only two times and the scope is limited, the Earth world and the twilight world are separated by a plane after all. If it is on the mainland of the Twilight plane, the power and scope of the aura are probably far more than just now.

"Pass the order, and in a minute, the whole line will fight back!"

Seeing that the dark blue aura was a little shaky, as if it was about to run out of power, Fang Jin issued the latest order in time.

This minute of preparation time is also time for your own profession to recover.

The previous fierce battle had already exhausted the mana of the professionals. Even, many legal professionals have already used mana potions more than once.

At this moment, I was ordered to use all the professions who still had potion reserves, and they were not kept.

The high-level guild leaders were also in the center of the crowd, and they used two mana totems one after another.

The mana totem is a high-level alchemy creation, and after the guild owns the territory and is officially established, the life profession can be made by itself. But at this stage, you can only try your luck and sell it from black merchants. Once inserted, the 1-meter-tall totem will constantly shimmer with a faint blue light, restoring mana to all nearby groups of professionals.

In a large-scale war, this mana totem is simply a necessary weapon.

Its only drawback is that it cannot move after being activated, and it can be easily destroyed by attack. But in this battle, the fish people have already overdrawn their strength to the extreme, and there is obviously no possibility of destroying the mana totem.

Soon, the one-minute preparation time is over.

With an order, thousands of professionals launched a counterattack on the abandoned village again.

The fish-men, who were still rushing out, only stalemate for a moment, and were pushed back by the tide of professionals. The 100 meters that the Rescuers Guild had taken the initiative to retreat twice before, and in just two minutes, it was recaptured.

But this time, the Fish-Man Village, where the power of the aura has been exhausted, seems to have no choice.

They could only watch as hundreds of remote-minded professionals spread out in the open space outside, bombarding the fish people in the fishing village.

With thousands of fish-people forced to squeeze into narrow fishing villages, the density of fish-people is extremely high. Spells with a slight area of effect will deal massive damage.

If Fang Jin had only won seventy percent of the victories before, then by now, this war between human professionals and amphibious fish-man tribes has won ninety percent!

Almost at the same time, the front lines on the south and east flanks finally broke through the outer defense line of the fishmen.

The three parties, together with thousands of professionals, converged on the edge of the abandoned fishing village, and they could even see each other's professionals and magic glows from a distance!

This is the final general attack!

The battle has reached here, and many high-level leaders even think that there is no suspense anymore.

Fang Jin also began to send people to contact the four deputy alliance leaders, preparing to roughly count the total number of casualties in the alliance. Because the battle in the early stage was too fierce, he had a bad premonition, and he was afraid that the sacrifice this time would not be low.

However, at this time, there was another change in the center of the abandoned village.

A dark green light rose into the sky, and the astonishing power came from the direction of the Fish-Man Altar, rising sharply. Even the nearby space seemed to be trembling.

"What happened?"

Many professionals were shocked and invariably slowed down their offensive.

Fang Jin's sudden uneasiness would only be stronger than that of his subordinates. He looked at the ranger beside him and asked, "Isn't the Scout Eagle still unable to get close?" ”

The bronze-level ranger next to him shook his head in embarrassment.

The restrictions of the forbidden sky are still there, and the eagle will lose contact with him if it gets closer to the center of the village.

Seeing that the strangeness of the fishing village was getting more and more intense, and even the ground seemed to be trembling slightly, Fang Jin hesitated for a moment and decisively issued a new order: suspend the attack!

On the other two sides, Fu Chengjian and Hu Shanhai also made similar decisions.

At this critical juncture, Huang Cheng, who was invisible, jumped off the roof of the fish-man village that was clinging. The whole person is like a dexterous ape, quietly shuttling out of the gap between the fish-people. As soon as he entered the battle line controlled by the Rescuer Guild, he couldn't wait to lift his stealth, and as soon as the [sprint] started, he rushed to Fang Jin's location in a hurry.

"President, no, the fish-man priest is ......"

Before he could finish his sentence, the phantom figure on the fish-man altar in the distance suddenly shook, consuming all the sacrifices. With a scream from the fish-man priest, the reprojection was completely completed.

The water of Chaohu Lake, pulled by invisible forces, formed a big tide and poured into the abandoned fishing village frantically.

Since they are amphibious fishmen, they are naturally not afraid of water, but it is difficult for human professionals to move in the water.

But the water poured into the lake was also peculiar, and seemed to have a clear limit, flowing only in the middle of the abandoned village, and did not affect the human professionals who were a little helpless.

With the completion of this invention, the huge figure on the altar of the Fish-Man stood up, revealing its presence to humans for the first time.

It was a dark green ...... Octopus?

The body is made up of wriggling huge pieces of flesh, similar to a grinding disc, but the head is more than ten meters long. At the top of the body was a large vertical eye, slightly closed, but with a majesty that made everyone shudder. Underneath its grinding disc body, six huge tentacles stretched outward.

"It's it!"

The members of the Salvation Guild who had been to the magic array at the break of the Baishan River all exclaimed in unison.

That extra familiar tentacle!

This guy is the strange tentacle monster entrenched under the mud and guarding the magic array. It is also what the black-robed merchant said, the projection of the evil god of LV60 - the abyssal tentacle Mel Langne!

At the juncture of the tribe's life and death crisis, the fishman priests finally couldn't care about the transformation of the water source and the terrain of Chaohu Lake. The magic array can be rebuilt if it is destroyed, but the tribe is really finished when it is finished.

"It turned out to be it...... How can it be! ”

Fang Jin's face was a little shocked and incredulous.

The projection of the evil god, he had vaguely heard some of it in his previous life. Although we know very little, one thing is clear, that is, the conditions are very harsh, and it is impossible to project as much as you want.

Because of this, this attack on the Fishman Tribe, he didn't count the projection that had already descended on the Baishan River Magic Array.

But this fish-man priest didn't know what price to pay, and he actually completed the re-advent!

At this moment, Fang Jin finally understood what No. 0682 wanted to say and stopped saying at that time.

But the advent of this terrible monster also helped Fang Jin make up his mind.