Fierce flames, as if there is no end to it.

It burned for more than half an hour, but it still didn't go out. By this time, it was almost dark, and the firelight illuminated the shadows, making it seem like day for miles around.

Looking inside the burning village from the outside, the lake has been almost completely burned away. The muddy ground became solid and cracked, and the charred corpses of the fish-people and the burning wreckage of trucks and houses could be seen everywhere.

Only a very small number of fish-people still hide next to the deepest fish-man altar to receive weak protection.

Through the firelight, you can vaguely see their flickering figures.

"Look at this momentum, it's hard to fight at night."

Fang Jin glanced up at the sky and ordered his subordinates to start preparing torches and lighting stones.

After all, judging from the current situation, I don't know how long it will take to wait for the flames to be completely extinguished, and I have to wait for the heat and poisonous smoke to dissipate.

However, just as the clock was approaching six, the crumbling Fishman Altar completely lost its last singularity in the flames. Without the protection of mysterious powers, the heat and residual flames swarmed into the last relatively safe "pure land".

At that moment, the projected abyss tentacle Mel Lang finally couldn't bear it anymore.

As the ancient god of the sea, the overlord at the top of the Twilight plane's food chain, how could it have endured such humiliating treatment. The mountain-like body suddenly flipped out of the ground, its slightly closed vertical eyes opened, and with the support of dark green tentacles dozens of meters long, it rushed towards the outside of the fishing village with the remaining fishmen at a speed that seemed to be slow but was actually extremely fast.

Seeing the movement inside through the firelight, whether it was Fang Jin or Fu Chengjian, they all held their breath and paid attention to Mer Langen's every move.

"Highest level of alert!"

An order spread immediately, and a group of the most elite professionals who had been assembled a long time ago began to bless the BUFF status in advance.

Finally, the projection of Mel Langne, with the few dozen remaining fish-man elites, protruded the village from the south side where the flames were thinnest, and slaughtered Song Yuming and Hu Shanhai who were waiting for the battle.

"Stop them!"

The 1/3 chance of being touched by himself undoubtedly made the two presidents feel miserable. But they also knew that they must not let this lord escape, otherwise there would be endless troubles.

At the same time, after determining the direction of Merlange's breakthrough, Fu Chengjian, Zhu Zirconium and others on the east side, and Fang Jin on the front, each with the most elite members carefully selected, flew towards the southern front for reinforcements.

The three of them work together to strangle Mel Langne!

A little worried that Hu Shanhai and they would not be able to hold the first wave, and they were directly killed by the projection of the abyssal tentacles, Fang Jin did not wait for the masters behind him to follow, he charged and used the instant step by himself, and was the first to enter the battlefield at a ghostly speed.

At this time, the fish-man who followed Merron out had already been surrounded by more than a hundred ordinary bronze rank members and a large number of gray iron members. Although their strength is much weaker than these remaining fish-man elites, relying on their absolute numerical superiority, it is not a problem to drag them down and slowly eliminate them.

All the focus is on the surrounded Melron.

What made Hu Shanhai a little surprised was that this huge "octopus" monster was not in a hurry to do something with them. Instead, he stood proudly at the entrance of the village, letting the remaining fish-man believers fight with humans, patiently waiting for something.

Although the reason was unknown, Hu Shanhai and Song Yuming were also happy to delay until reinforcements arrived, and the two sides maintained an eerie peace.

This situation was not broken until Fang Jin came in person.

The octopus monster that had never moved, the abyssal tentacle Mel Langne, slowly moved his body, stared at the huge, palpitating vertical eyes, and glanced at Fang Jin.

"Your strength seems to be the strongest among these humans."

Its tentacles squirmed gently and irregularly, and it didn't use sound at all, but used a means similar to "spiritual power" to convey its words directly to the minds of every professional present.

This skill of resembling a priest's heart, as well as the grandeur and irresistibly lofty idea, changed the faces of many of the reinforcements who arrived in a hurry.

"Trouble ......"

Seeing that the octopus monster didn't do it directly, Fang Jin knew that things were not easy to do. But everyone came to the door, and in front of thousands of people, he didn't dare not admit it.

I could only go up with my head down.

"It seems that you are indeed the leader of these humans." The voice of the evil god sounded in everyone's minds again, and there was a faint anger that everyone could feel.

It asked, "Why are you attacking the Fish-Man Tribe?" Why slaughter my believers? Do you know what happens to blasphemy? ”

Three questions in a row!

Each sound, far louder and higher than the previous one, was almost deafening. Even the futile attempt to cover one's ears would not reduce the sound that penetrated the heart.

In the face of this kind of questioning, some professionals can't even restrain themselves from thinking "I'm guilty".

However, what can Fang Jin say?

The tribes of tens of thousands of fishmen have been slaughtered, and they have long been incompatible, and any nonsense is meaningless.

His only response was to raise his middle finger at the other party!

What if you kill your believer's whole family, Lao Tzu will kill your projection together!

If you have the ability, you can really come now!

The gods of another world, of course, don't know the meaning of raising the middle finger. But the contempt and ridicule on Fang Jin's expression could be easily perceived.

This contempt made Merron angry far more than the slaughter of an entire tribe of believers.

It involves the dignity of the gods!

"With the blood and souls of all of you, atone for the unforgivable sins you have committed!"

After the long and awkward sentence was over, a thick black mist filled Merron's dark green body. The mist seemed to have a consciousness of its own, and it quickly spread towards the nearby Bronze Rank Professionals.

Let's do it!

Seeing this omen, Fang Jin burst into a shout and kicked off the attack.

In an instant, at least hundreds of spells and arrows of various colors smashed into Melron like a storm. And its body that is more than ten meters large and like a hill makes it the best target, enough to carry everyone's blows!

"Pastor, prepare for purification!"

Fang Jin greeted loudly, this battle had already started before, he had agreed with Fu Chengjian and them, and Fang Jin himself had full command.

If you can, the best thing to do is to use a wide range of dispel spells. Unfortunately, at this stage, the priests have not yet, so they can only start chanting the purification that is effective for a single person.

The black mist spread quickly, spreading out tens of meters in the blink of an eye, taking the lead in enveloping the nearest melee professional.

It doesn't have the effect of corrosiveness and poison as I imagined.

Just when the professionals were a little surprised, the black mist condensed into a small clump and attached to each professional, and then materialized into a small pink octopus the size of a palm in just two or three seconds.

But all the professionals who were wrapped in the face of the little octopus were instantly subjected to unimaginable mental shock.

With an almost roaring voice repeated over and over again, at least forty or fifty melee professionals lost their minds and became stiff puppets.

It's like a walking corpse just after the end of the world, suddenly turning the muzzle of the gun, and staggering towards the mages in the back row to kill.