Chapter 51: Lure, attack, prey
Lear took a deep breath, turned to look at the army beside him, and spoke in a low tone.
"The gods worshiped by the half-murlocs have revived."
"The enemy we are facing this time is God!"
These words made the wetland lizard warrior suddenly quiet.
Resurrection of the gods? !
No matter how cruel a being is, they still have a deep-soul reverence for the gods.
That is the controller of this world, the supreme being above all living beings.
But in an instant, these warriors returned to normal, and their amber eyes looked at Lear firmly.
Waiting for their master's orders.
What about God? !
As long as the master needs it, they dare to draw their swords!
The will of the Lord is above all else!
Feeling the change in the eyes of the wetland lizard warrior, Lear felt a little pleased.
This is due to race. If it is a timid race like the mire people, even if their loyalty to him will not waver, they will still be timid and shrink when facing the gods.
How much fighting power you can burst out depends on your fate.
Lear glanced around, a hint of madness in his voice.
"I have the means to kill the half-murloc god, and I will take you with me today to kill the god!"
The calm tone was like a mountain collapsing into the sea, causing huge waves.
The eyes of all the soldiers were hot and their hearts were surging!
Kill the God!
These two words are full of taboos, but also carry endless temptation.
Even in various myths and legends, killing gods is regarded as the most heroic feat and the ultimate taboo.
Lear looked at the warrior whose momentum was soaring and waved his hand suddenly.
"Walk!"
The army immediately followed him.
Under the guidance of two confused half-murlocs, they quickly approached the gathering place of half-murlocs.
A few kilometers away, it took more than half an hour to arrive.
The half-murlocs gathered in a tall grass. Outsiders had to pass through the grass first if they wanted to enter.
The army stopped silently, and everyone was waiting for his order.
Although it was only a hundred meters away in a straight line, Lear did not act rashly.
Turning to look at Bubblemon.
"Bobo, you use the bubble to ride Haggis up into the air and observe the half-murloc in front of you."
Bobo's eyes lit up immediately.
Doing things for their masters gives these little guys a sense of satisfaction that they are needed by their parents.
He immediately patted his chest in response.
Open your mouth slightly and spit out a bubble slowly.
The bubble gradually grew, floated up, and swallowed the wetland lizard hero in front of him.
The next moment, the bubble slowly rose into the sky like a hydrogen balloon.
Haggis touched left and right and felt a rubber-like touch, which was quite surprising.
Looking down at the ground gradually shrinking, his face turned pale again.
It seems that flying too high is not a good thing.
After the bubble flew to a height of about ten meters, the line of sight suddenly opened up, and Hagus carefully explored the situation behind the grass.
After a moment, he waved his hand towards Bubblemon, and the bubbles fell again.
Haggarth walked through the bubble and came to Lear, his amber pupils filled with solemnity.
"Lord, those half-murlocs are performing sacrifices around a skeleton altar."
His tone was a bit subtle.
"Smoke fills the area near the altar, and those half-murlocs have entered a state of madness."
Lear raised his eyebrows slightly.
"Insanity? How do you say it?"
"Every time the half-fish people make sacrifices, they like to light the mist grass to make themselves lose consciousness and enter madness."
"It is said that they can use this to receive guidance from the half-murloc god."
Misty grass?
Lear immediately thought of the smelly giant demon. This thing seemed to be very suitable for setting an ambush.
"How many people are there?"
"More than six hundred people!"
Haggis' tone became fanatical.
"Lord, the steel knife in my hand is thirsty for blood, please give your order!!"
No matter who the enemy is, he will become the master's sword and cut through all obstacles!
Just like the oath he swore when the Lord gave him heroic power in Loland City!
Lear narrowed his eyes slightly.
He could deal with the half-murloc god, but the number of wetland lizardmen was too small.
With 15 squads, they were able to defeat 6 squadrons of half-murlocs. The difference was several times greater, and the opponent also had level 10 heroes standing guard.
No need.
It’s not like there are no options.
He turned to look at the Swamp Banshee beside him.
Woo~woo~woo~
In the gathering place of half-murlocs in the grass, these slippery and smelly beings were making crazy noises around an altar made of bones.
There were constant whining sounds of excitement coming from his mouth.
Large bundles of mist grass were lit on the ground all around, and smoke spread in the wind.
When they smell the smoke, the half-murlocs will become even crazier and remain in a state of madness.
Because their great father god, the half-murloc god, controls the three powers of madness, moisture, and half-murloc.
He likes believers to offer sacrifices to him in madness.
What makes them crazy is that the sleeping god has returned!
During a sacrifice last month, they received an oracle!
The great being personally ordered them to sacrifice every other day.
God will lead the half-fish people to greatness again!
Praise God the Father!
During the frenzied sacrifice, the half-murlocs in the outer circle heard bursts of melodious singing in a trance, and their eyes became a little confused.
They seem to have heard God calling!
We cannot allow others to enjoy God’s gifts!
This thought suddenly came to mind, and while muttering in his mouth, he slowly withdrew from the crowd of worshipers who were circling crazily towards the altar.
Disappeared into the grass behind.
At this moment, the merfolk were still in a frenzy, and the missing 20 or 30 people did not attract the attention of others.
A melodious and light song followed, and the second wave of merfolk left silently.
Disappeared outside the smoky altar.
Again and again. At some point, in the central area, the merfolk chief who hosted the entire event suddenly found that his voice seemed to be much weaker.
He woke up a little from his trance, turned his head and suddenly found that the crowd around him was almost half gone.
He suddenly woke up in his heart.
"Where are the people?"!
"Where are our people?!"
Why did half of them disappear inexplicably? !
The merfolk who were still in a frenzy scolded him and ignored him, still whining and shouting, and continued to circle around the altar.
The merfolk chief was so angry, these idiots!
Suddenly, a melodious song came slowly in his ears. The merfolk chief's eyes flashed a little blurry, and he subconsciously walked away from the altar and walked out.
But just as he walked to the edge and was about to step into the bushes.
A sense of terror rose in his heart.
He suddenly woke up.
He turned around and found that he had already moved away from the altar, and the sparse tribesmen became clearer.
He was shocked!
"Enemy attack!"
A hysterical roar sounded.
The next second, a more terrifying sense of danger surged into his heart.
Suddenly, the mud on the ground bulged high, and then popped up under his feet. He saw bubbles expanding with his sharp eyes.
His pupils shrank sharply.
Before he could react, he saw those expanding bubbles burst with a click.
The half-fish chief was heartbroken.
The powerful magical energy suddenly burst out.
Bang~ The terrifying shock wave directly swallowed the surroundings.
The mud was blown up a hundred meters high, splashing all over the sky, and even a huge pit seven or eight meters deep appeared on the spot.
But what made people tremble was that after the thick dust and mud dissipated, the half-fish chief was not dead.
Large patches of blood oozed out of his body, and he was covered in dirt and sewage.
His face was half blown off, and he looked extremely miserable.
But before he could react, a heavily armored warrior with a steel knife, a brutal look, and a ferocious lizard head appeared in his blurred vision.
The opponent's sword cut through the sky like lightning.
"No!"
The half-fish chieftain raised the half-broken bone staff used for sacrifice in his hand in fear to resist, but the fragile bone staff exploded the moment it touched the steel knife.
A cold light flashed in his eyes, his neck felt cold, and severe pain came.
The world spun around, and finally his face was pressed against the ground, looking sideways at the whole world, and the last sight was one after another heavily armored lizard warriors pushing aside the bushes
Puff ~
A huge head flew into the sky, and blood splashed several meters high.
Only the broken headless body was left, lying in the mud.
The 10th level murloc chieftain didn't even have a chance to react from beginning to end.
He was executed directly.
Targeted explosion!
The murlocs who were still in a frenzy woke up at this moment, turned their heads and looked at the wetland lizardmen warriors who kept pouring out of the bushes, and immediately went crazy!
These damn bastards, they are blaspheming! !
Damn, damn! !
"Kill!"
The murloc roared and rushed over!
But at this moment, the murloc chieftain whose head was cut off, his broken body suddenly swelled up, like a balloon inflated to the extreme.
Bang~
It suddenly exploded.
The blood floated up in the sky.
What was shocking was that the blood seemed to be guided by something, floating in the air, and suddenly surged towards the direction of the murloc in a breath.
All of it was infused into the murloc's body.
The 5th level murloc's momentum rose at an exaggerated speed, and in the blink of an eye, it soared to level 9! !
Li Er, who was commanding from behind, had his pupils shrink.
He looked at the bone altar behind the fishmen.
He felt a familiar breath.
God!!
The fishmen's god appeared.
His eyes were filled with almost crazy excitement.
