Several knives were inserted into the gaps in the crab's body at the same time. However, these few blows did not cause anything useful other than a few sparks on the crab's body.

"Hahaha, human, this is what you call a means of breaking down heavy units. Crab Dirt laughed, but the black-clothed people around him increased the strength of their hands.

"Push harder, push harder!" "The more the crab waits, the happier it gets.

"Prepare for the second attack. Seeing that the attacks of himself and others were so weak, Connor decisively changed their formation.

All the men in black took out another dagger that glowed white from their bodies.

"Aha! Blessed with a magic dagger! You think you can break through my defenses with this thing? Don't make me laugh! Hurry up, I feel an itch on my body!"

"Zizizi!" the daggers flashed white light and stuck into the crab's body, but this time, the daggers of the black-clothed people finally had a trace of effect.

"Pula!" the outermost layer of the crab's body began to crack. This time, Crab Dirt finally couldn't keep his smile on his face.

The crab roared, and then his two huge pincers swung outward, and all of a sudden, the black-clothed people around him were knocked out.

"Ahem, ahem. "The strength of the men in black is generally at the sixth or seventh level, although their strength is relatively strong among the countries, but it is still not enough to fight against foreign races.

"Damn humans, you've broken my coat!" said Crab Dirty.

However, at this time, Connor showed a grim smile.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time!" Connor's body was now next to the crab dirty.

However, at this time, the crab dirt had already put away his thoughts of underestimating the enemy, and the bloody lesson just now made it impossible for him to take the same damage again.

"Song Kai!" Crab Dirty roared, stirring up a gust of wind on him.

The wind was strong, and the big ones blew away the stones behind Connor.

Connor, however, had no effect. His body was like a wind-attribute insulator, directly breaking the wind around him.

"You think this little wind can away!" said Connor, smiling as his dagger approached the crab's torn body.

"Die!" Crab panicked, once he lost the protection of his armor, he was like a lamb to be slaughtered. And the last transparent layer inside the torn armor in front of him was his last defense.

"Die!" Crab Dirty slammed his large pincers from top to bottom at where Connor was about to be.

"Boom!" a large hole appeared in the spot where Connor had just stood. And the crab viscera clearly felt the feeling of liquid flowing on its pincers.

Crab Dirty smiled. He finally dealt with this damn intruder. However, just when the crab dirt thought it had succeeded. He suddenly noticed a thorn appear directly in front of his eye.

"No!" Crab Dirt had no time to dodge and defend, and now he had no way to do anything other than scream.

"Poof!" the silver needle pierced the crab's eye. Suddenly, the small eyes the size of mung beans of the crab's dirt were torn apart like watermelons exploding.

"Ah!!h

The surrounding sea tribes were stunned. And the men in black trembled.

"Go on, leave this guy alone! Connor put the dagger back, and now the crab has been defending frantically, and Connor has no way to do any damage to the front of the crab dirt.

So, Connor retreated, and he chose to poison the crab's eyes. However, Connor proved to be absolutely right, and Crab Dirt had no idea that Connor would poison him in the eye.

"Damn. You've me off!Human!" Crab Dirt covered his eyes and roared, now that one of his eyes has been completely scrapped, it can be said that the current Crab Dirt's combat effectiveness has dropped by at least one layer.

However, this layer of combat power is simply negligible to Connor. The defense of crab dirt is still mostly there, so this layer of defense is a cute thing for Connor.

"Little ones, don't let these humans get complacent! Give me your natural skills!" "Crab Dirty didn't want to continue playing with these humans, after all, he lost his eye, and he was now in a hurry to go back to the bottom of the sea and find someone to treat him.

"Here, everybody, get ready for me to run!" said Connor, his voice very fast. He wished those people would disappear quickly. After all, the innate skills of the Sea Clan have an overwhelming advantage over the Terrans.

"Muskets!"

"Tempest!"

"Accelerate!"

"Juli!"

Although these so-called innate skills are only some first- and second-level magic that are not worth mentioning, once these magic skills are on a large scale, then these skills can become the deciding factor in a war. This is also the reason why most humans are pressed and beaten by the sea tribe.

"Don't let any of you go!" Crab Dirty didn't know when he had distanced himself from Connor. He placed his two large pincers on the ground, and then he began to smash them down frantically.

"Knock knock!" Suddenly, Connor felt a great tremor in the nearby underground, and the place centered on him began to collapse.

"Hurry up!" Connor had already guessed what was going on behind the crab dirt, so he began to step up his urging.

However, the truth did not go as smoothly as Connor and the others had hoped, after all, those heavy sea tribes were not decorations, and they constantly interfered with the actions of the black-clothed people around them in their own way.

I have to say that it is probably because the sea is too vast. The techniques of those trapped people of the Sea Clan can be said to be varied.

Some are directly physically entangled, saying that death is not allowing those men in black to act. Some of the Sea Clans wrap their long beards around the feet or hands of the men in black. The most special ones are probably the shell-like sea tribes. They made an extremely peculiar sound around their bodies, which caused the people in black to spin in place.

Varied. Although these things did not cause the slightest effective damage to Connor's men in black, it was really annoying, and in the end, none of Connor's men in black escaped.

"Fifty meters, that's enough!" the crab stopped tapping on the ground, his two large pincers turning red.

"Come to the sea, human!" roared the crab, and then a wave poured into the deep pit that had been knocked down alive.

The sea sprawled like blue beads into the pit, and in just a minute, Connor and his men were submerged in the pit.

By this time, Connor had lost all hopes, he knew that his group was completely finished, and he was sure that no one else but himself could escape.

Crab Dirt also understands this problem, so he swims around Connor's body at this time.

The ocean, this area was originally the first place of life development, and it is also the place where the ancestors of human beings appeared, according to reason, human beings should have enough resistance to water, however, human dependence on water has been inherited, but human man's control of water has a devastating regression.

"Huddle together. Although he knew that the final result would only be to be wiped out one by one, Connor obviously wanted to take those sea tribes down to die even if he died.

"Humans are such a pathetic race, do you bring anything else but the oppression of death to your people?" Crab Dirty had gathered all the surviving Sea Clans by this time, and they were swimming wildly around Connor, and some of them were taunting in their own unique way.

"Shoot all the crossbow arrows, you won't need them in the future anyway. Connor didn't dare to take a step out at all, because he knew that one of the great reasons why his people weren't attacked was because of the huddle.

Although the Sea Clan considers themselves to be the Sea Clan, they are not completely able to fully consider the sea as their own territory.

Whoever resists will not only stop the slowness of human movement, but also the sea tribes. However, unlike humans, the sea tribe has at most one percent less combat power in the sea than its land form, but humans will have at least sixty percent less combat power in the sea. In this way, one plus and one subtraction, human beings are directly pressed and beaten by the sea tribe in the sea.

Speaking of which, Connor's move is undoubtedly a struggle, you know, in the sea, how can the arrow maintain its lethality on land, for example, if the arrow can achieve a killing distance of twenty meters on land, but he can guarantee a maximum of five meters in the sea. As a result, Connor's arrows could only injure the few unarmored Sea Clans at the front.

"Humans, don't resist anymore!" Perhaps because this crab was fighting on land for the first time, he had brought their Sea Clan traditions to the land.

"Do you think we're those soft-footed shrimps, brothers! Pick up the knives! Today the laborers will scrape them one by one!" Connor was furious, and he was not willing to give up as long as there was a glimmer of victory.

"Humans, why do you do so much fearless resistance!" said Crab Dirty helplessly.

However, the world is full of accidents, and suddenly, Connor noticed that the water around him had turned black, and he felt a foul smell appear next to his nose.

"Poof!" Suddenly, several ropes reached Connor's side. (To be continued)