The waves, which are supposed to move only by the great forces of nature, have no feelings and no thoughts, but are only phenomena produced by a large amount of seawater driven by various factors, at least in the absence of more factors to intervene. But now, on the surface of the foundation of the city called Heartless Bay, the waves of the sea that have gathered up in large quantities due to the tsunami have shown abnormal fluctuations, simply because it has become a battlefield for witches and krakens. It's a small anomaly, but that's the magic of the intelligent race, they can always make a change in what they take for granted, and the magnitude of that change depends on how well they know about nature, it's an interesting cycle.

For the witches who swooped down from the sky, they saw the buds of the flowers bloom suddenly on the surface of the sea, the waves were its petals, and the cores of the flowers were the sharks that leaped up and the shark-toothed riders on their backs. This sight stunned every heartless witch, and although they sensed in their own way that the Sirens were rushing to the surface of the sea regardless of life or death, when the hunters did come to them, they were still shocked by the visual and auditory impact.

Fortunately, for this group of well-trained spellcasters, the shock was not enough to affect their spells, and the witches almost subconsciously released their own good spells, and for a moment all kinds of incredible sights and lights turned into a rain of death to envelop the shark-toothed krakens. But these warriors were not just caught in fishing nets, and they swung their weapons with the determination to break the nets, stabbing them into the sky like sharp knives.

"In the name of Father Shark!" Jaquia roared, his long-handled blade scorching heat even when it was out of the sea, and the sound of vapor evaporating tore through the body of a large black bird flying towards him. The bird with its black feathers didn't even have time to scream, and it lost its feathers, revealing its long-dead bones, and fell into the sea.

But the Kraken sitting behind the Huntress was not so lucky, several stones with magical runes collided and separated in the air, just like to surround him, and the young warrior used the weapon in his hand to open one of the flying stones, a black light flashed in the corner of his eye, and a finger-wide blood hole had been pierced in his head. His eyes quickly lost their look, and his unconscious body slipped off the shark's back. Death, on the battlefield forever so sudden and merciless.

The same happened to all the Krakens, who either escaped the witches' attacks like Jaquia, or fell back to the surface under the influence of magic, as the latter did. By the time the shark's body burst out of the magic range due to inertia, the rider on their back was less than a third of what it had been. And this third of the riders is a group of out-and-out Grim Reaper for witches. "Throw!" Jaquia roared in human language, but she said the same thing, because it was just a signal to remind her companions who had survived that it was not the time to rejoice, but rather that the battle for their lives had really begun.

"Buzz!" a crude sling made of seaweed made a low, muffled sound in the air. The mass of these projectiles is not high, and even a stone tied to it may not be lethal enough to hit a person in the head, but lethality itself is not what Jaquiya made them in the first place. When the tenacious aquatic weeds that danced in the sea for an unknown amount of time entangled the brooms that the witches rode and even directly wrapped around their bodies, few people could remain calm under such an attack, and the witches who were hit were without exception out of balance and fell from the sky due to fear and shock.

That's what the Krakens really want. "No!" a witch screamed and threw away her broom, and landed beside Jaquia and the huntress into the sea, who didn't look at the witch's face, and wiped the former's neck with her weapon with a wave of her hand, leaving her dead before she could actually touch the water. Of course, there are not many Krakens with such skills, and most of the warriors fall back into the water with the shark under their crotch after throwing the rope in their hands. However, under the surface of the sea, more krakens have been preparing for a long time with weapons in their hands, their eyes are eagerly fixed on the surface of the sea, and as soon as a witch falls into the water, they rush up like sharks that smell blood, and pierce the blades in their hands into the bodies of these spellcasters without hesitation!

"Boom, boom, boom!" The sound of the fall was much louder than the upward rush, and this time, the flowers that fell into the water quickly turned bright red, and in the eyes of the surviving witches, the Siren's figure was like ants, dismembering and eating away at their sisters one by one. "Bastards, damn it!" the witches cursed in a pitched voice, venting their anger and fear. They realized that the opponent in front of them was completely different from the pirate sailors in Heartbreaker Bay, and that the battlefield in front of them was far from what they were familiar with. There was no need for any orders or instructions, all the witches raised their heights, and no one wanted to attack again. There was no need to continue the battle, and the charge led by Jaquia completely shattered the witches' fighting spirit, making the casters realize that they too would die, and that dying on the surface of the sea would never be more difficult than on land.

After a long time, long enough for both sides of the battle, the trend of the sea receding became apparent. But at this time, the witches had no desire to pursue, and they missed the opportunity to pursue, and they could only watch the Kraken swagger back to their territory with the tide. Just when all the witches thought that the battle would end like this, a kraken showed her body in the receding water, and Jaquia, the huntress who had taken the lead in the charge just now, impressed all the witches.

"Your land belongs to the sea! we will take it back sooner or later, and then you will be bait for sharks like all humans today!" the Kraken cried in human language, the blade in her hand glowing with a dark red.

The leader of the witches lowered his flight and came diagonally above Jaquia, looking down on his opponent. Her face turned into an angry sneer, then a vicious sneer, "You think you've won, do you?

"It's an obvious fact, we are hunters and you are prey. Jaquia ran his fingers across his neck, provoking his opponent with this very human gesture.

The smile on the witch's face twisted even more, and she said maliciously, "Hunter, prey, your logic is simply ridiculous. Look around you, Kraken, you fishmen who call out the name of the shark god. I know that this operation was carried out by the two of you clans, but have you ever wondered why it was your Sharktooth men who came to take charge of the attack, why we knew where you were, and why, the tide would go out now? Put away your pride, Hunter. Then you will find that the tides are not on your side. ”

。 Nine Heavenly God Emperors