Like a dinner knife cutting butter -

That's certainly not possible.

Amy's offensive was contained at the first time, the half-human, half-fish deep-sea monsters showed an intellect that was completely inconsistent with their hideous appearance, in the face of the almost one-sided crushing posture shown by the Glory, and in the face of the people who fell to the ground one by one, they not only did not mess up because of this, but almost operated coldly and efficiently, obviously there was no commander, and the monsters who were temporarily named the fish man were directly dispersed under the attack of the young man, and the large array turned into a small formation, stepping on the robes who did not know life and death all the way, and besieged him in dozens of units。

Dozens.

It may sound a little little, but in fact, it can wrap a person tightly in three layers inside and three layers outside.

You don't need too many tactics or any skills, just keep attacking, and through the accumulation of flesh and blood and the advantage of numbers, you can easily lock the enemy's activity space, and then ...... Complete the strangulation.

Unfortunately, this is not the first time Amy Ulysses has encountered such tactics.

As early as in the Ildan Mine, the monsters who were parasitic on the huge body of Mother Dark Earth and could share experience and wisdom to a certain extent had taught him a lesson.

To this day, he can still recall the horror of being nearly crushed to death by a monster.

So—

He won't put himself in the same situation again.

So, swing your sword.

Swing your sword faster than ever.

So, step forward.

A firmer step than ever.

If the enemy's goal is to rush up and create an overwhelming advantage in numbers, then ...... As long as you kill all the enemies you need to face before they accumulate a certain number, the so-called siege will naturally cease to exist.

And desperately breaking forward, through personal superiority in combat power to break through the surface, dragging the enemy cluster trying to close with his footsteps to move with him, it perfectly avoided the accumulation of corpses under his feet, and further controlled the initiative of the whole battle.

Of course, all of the above is based on personal combat power.

The reason why he was on the verge of death several times in the Ildan pit was partly because of his lack of experience in dealing with group operations, and partly because of the ...... At that time, he did not have the personal combat power of the crushing level - but now it is completely different, the more he is on the verge of death, the more times the death aura is triggered, although the personality and spirit of the heterogeneity and the sense of being replaced will become more prominent, but on the contrary, whether it is the control of the battle or the understanding will show a qualitative change of almost leap.

How many times did he die after leaving the Ildan pit?

This question couldn't even be counted by himself for a while, what he knew was that the enemy of this level ...... Already, through, finished, complete, no, enough, look!

So—

Fight your way!

The young Glory One walks with his sword, blood and corpses paving the way to the throne of victory.

As it should be, as it should be.

But surrounded by layers, Amy Ulysses had no idea about the enemies he had to face.

It was not a straggler who relied solely on numbers to win, but ...... A real army!

Every time a half-man, half-fish monster collapsed in a pool of blood, every time a corner of the battle formation collapsed, under the guidance of a commander who did not know whether it existed or not, there were always new fishmen to replenish the battle formation—the boy had no idea what he was fighting against, and he was always fighting an insignificant part of the vast army.

His fights, his battles, are just a small and inconspicuous splash in the wave of fishmen.

Insignificant.

This is the power of civilization, and this is the reason why the legion is called the legion.

It can't go on like this.

Joshua, who had not intervened in the battle for the time being, obviously had a clearer grasp of the battle situation than the besieged teenager - although the Glory Man had a strong physique far above ordinary people, no matter how strong his physique was, there was a limit to it, at least ...... He didn't believe Amy would be able to emerge victorious in this bitter war of attrition.

So, it was his turn.

Although the timing is not so perfect, ...... In every way, in the face of such a stalemate, he is better suited than Amy Ulysses to play as a surprise soldier.

And so—

Without any hesitation, let alone the slightest luck, he brazenly launched a strong attack on the thousands of fish-man troops in front of him, which were so dense that he could not see the edge.

Kill!

As the heir of the O'Neill family, Joshua's combat power is definitely among the best among his peers, but even so, when he collides head-on with those half-human, half-fish monsters, he really realizes what kind of "monster" Amy Ulysses is who can rampage through the monster phalanx.

It's hard to imagine what he went through during that time in the lower zone.

Well...... Now is not the time to be a distraction.

The silver-haired red-eyed Glory One restrained the exclamation that sprouted in his heart, and threw himself wholeheartedly into this fight.

Unlike the young man's weightlifting, his battle was very difficult, surrounded by fish people, almost every swing of the long sword was bound to be accompanied by the spilling of blood, and almost every movement of footsteps would further tear the wounds on his body, but ...... That's the way he fights.

In case of indecisiveness, the more blood flows, the better.

It's just that...... More is not enough, the area where his blood spreads is only limited to the surrounding area, and if they are to ignite and detonate, they will definitely involve him as well.

And in order to cause chaos, he has to rush to the front of the kill, and he has to spread the blood more widely.

But—

There's no way to go any further.

Already...... It's to the limit.

Joshua gradually realized his weakness in the struggle, and realized that death was approaching.

So, something has to be done.

While thinking about a way out, the attack of the silver-haired and red-eyed Glory Glory became more and more weak.

Finally, after an obvious lag in action, he changed his combat strategy - from blind strong attack, to conservative defense, although the sword light is still cold, but the threat to the half-human and half-fish monsters is no longer fatal, often a sword can only hit them hard but not kill them, but his own wounds will always burst with violent movements, spilling shocking blood.

He's showing weakness.

It's even more of a gamble.

No matter how weak the concept of betting on this group of monsters is, it still has a certain degree of sociality.

He was badly wounded, but not killed.

- If you are a human, you will not easily give up your companions when there is still room for it.

From previous observations, those half-human, half-fish monsters have far weaker feelings between their own race than humans, but it cannot be denied that they do not have the concept of being of the same race.

Therefore, while showing the enemy weakness, he deliberately created the illusion that he was unable to fight again, and reduced his own threat, while changing his fighting style, from offense to defense, only wounding and not killing the fishmen, and even deliberately tore his own wounds with big movements, so that those injured fishmen were stained with his blood.

And then...... Waiting for the rotation of the battle formation, waiting for the fish-men carrying his blood to scatter.

Somewhat lucky, as expected, this group of half-human, half-fish monsters does have a certain sociality, and those fish-men who were cut by him gradually moved to the outer layer in the operation of the battle array, gradually detaching themselves from the battle sequence.

It's just that...... It's not perfect after all.

They did not disperse, but gathered in the same area not far away.

Is it the wounded area?

Joshua sensed the blood scattered in himself, and faintly, he seemed to have another set of transcendent perspectives besides himself, and the owner of the perspective was ...... His blood?

Thinking is quite naturally divided into two.

Then he saw it, and he saw it...... Rite.

It was a sacrifice.

- Black Mass.

The wounded were not cared for at all, and they were all bound as sacrifices in the center of a dark red alchemy circle, and outside the alchemy circle, a fish-man monster nearly three meters tall and carrying a large number of bone artifacts presided over the ceremony, with a fish-like flat mouth opening and closing slightly, producing a hoarse, high-pitched guttural sound, and a familiar and blasphemous pronunciation.

“Cthulhu——”

Reason seems to be deliberately rubbed with metal, and the whole person's head is as chaotic and uncertain as a mess.

The sound of blood caused Joshua's state to fall to the bottom, and he swept away the fish-men around him with a sword that was almost completely instinctive, and then he detonated the blood scattered out of his instinct to survive.

The flames rose into the sky.

The blasphemous voice came to an abrupt end.

Joshua didn't hesitate, taking advantage of the sand and dust kicked up by the explosion, and the chaos caused by the interruption of the ritual ceremony, he identified the direction of Ulysses in his memory, and broke out the last of his strength.

Rush!

He strode forward, then ...... But he couldn't help but stop.

"You're running in the wrong direction. ”

Amy Ulysses's voice sounded directly in front of him: "You should pay attention to the direction - while you can still run, get out of here." ”

There are too many half-human, half-fish monsters for the young Gloryer to be able to beat them all.

First walk.

It's a pity...... Before they left the sight of the fishmen, a thick mist suddenly engulfed the road in front of them, and a chaotic, treacherous atmosphere began to spread.

And then...... Hoarse, high-pitched guttural voices rang out again.

In the mist, a pair of large, bulging scarlet eyeballs gradually appeared, and in the wind, there was a crisp sound of bone fragments colliding.

It was the presiding officer of the previous ceremony, a big man of the monster clan with similar priestly duties.

Seemingly...... The comers are not good.

Both of them have this self-consciousness and are ready to fight.