How many murlocs are there on the main plane
No one has made detailed statistics, but the number can be estimated.
The fertility of fishmen is ridiculously strong. Adult fishmen can lay eggs once a year, and each time they lay about a thousand eggs. The eggs hatch in thirty days and grow enough to reproduce in about three years. Theoretically, a pair of adult murlocs can turn into a thousand adult murlocs plus two thousand minor murlocs in three years. In another three years, they can become... Let's not do the math. That number is enough to make... Any sane person would feel hopeless.
Most people often use "millions of troops" to describe the size of an army, but to the fishmen, a mere million is not a "big army" at all - in any sea tribe invasion, the number of fishmen troops is at least several hundred. Tens of thousands or tens of millions are not uncommon.
That's usually just the number of fishmen in a sea area.
If it weren't for the fact that murlocs are barely considered monsters and can survive solely by absorbing magic power, but have a low survival rate and a high death rate, I'm afraid that within a few years, the world will be full of murlocs.
This time, the fishmen from the entire main plane have gathered in the sea south of the Supreme Tower. How many can they have
Billions? Tens of billions? or more
Anyway... Even if the mages of the Mystic Tower Federation continue to bombard them indiscriminately, killing hundreds or hundreds of murlocs every second, there is no loss at all to the entire murloc army.
Even a large murloc tribe would not take this loss seriously, let alone the entire main plane murloc army.
Seeing the endless army of murlocs rushing onto the land from the sea, one after another without stopping, the faces of the mages in the Supreme Tower were a little ugly.
"The number is too much!"
"Aren't these seafoods usually very bully and afraid of the strong? Aren't they all scattered after just a little beating? Why are they so brave today?"
"They couldn't be controlled by that fish, right?"
"It's possible, if not controlled, who would die like this?"
"Actually, for fishmen, death is nothing. Their most common problem is that there are too many... "
Amid the chaos and whispers, the legendary mages discussed with sullen faces and using sound transmission spells.
"Yusla's aura hasn't disappeared yet, and this guy hasn't left yet."
"What on earth is it thinking about? Can you still get an advantage by staying here? It's better to get out as soon as possible!"
"I guess it wants to mix in more sacrifices. After all, those fishmen have little in everything but a large population. Population, doesn't that mean it's a sacrifice?"
"The devil's thoughts are not something we can understand. We just need to do our own thing well."
"Should we try to attack? Maybe we can drive the fishilla away."
"... Don't make matters worse. The worst it can do is survive for a day. After one day, even if Yusla doesn't want to leave, she will be rejected by the main plane."
"That's fine, safety comes first. It's a troubled time now, and wars are going on everywhere. If we can avoid causing trouble, then we won't cause trouble."
"But now we're in trouble!"
"There's nothing to be afraid of. If it's just at this level, it doesn't matter how long we fight. Do these mere fishmen still want to break through our highest tower? That's a joke!"
At this point, the legendary mages couldn't help laughing.
As the mage just said, the fighting power of the fishmen is very weak. Not to mention that there are so many mage defenses in the Supreme Tower. Even if it is just an empty magic tower, they may not be able to break through it - a solid one. Walls and gates are enough to stop them.
In this case, what else is there to be afraid of
After the legendary mages discussed it, they arranged the work. The mid-level and high-level mages formed up and took turns to enter the defensive position to launch attacks. The mid-level and low-level mages continued to meditate to replenish the mana in the magic pool. The legendary mages took turns to rest, ensuring that there were two or three on duty at any time.
This arrangement should be enough.
As for those murlocs who foolishly kept attacking the defense line, let's give the young people some practical experience, maybe practice target shooting.
From the legendary mage to the magic apprentice, no one takes the fish people seriously.
Under the sea, the incarnation of Fishela is gradually shrinking.
Along the wonderful connection between the incarnation and the original body, the energy of its original body is also being continuously extracted.
The extracted energy was not directly absorbed by the glowing shadow, but was first absorbed by the golden-green spear, and then filtered through the skeleton altar. Finally, only pure power was left and flowed into the glowing shadow.
This arrangement can be called an ingenious work. It uses the method of fighting poison with fire, using the crazy power of large-scale blood sacrifices to absorb the chaotic attributes from the abyss. The two powers merge with each other and remain in the Skeleton Altar, allowing the altar to continue to strengthen. It will eventually become a chaotic and evil artifact.
At the same time, the filtered pure power is supplied to the fictional "Fishman God", so that the emerging god can get the best nutrients and grow in the most stable way.
The spear that was once the Halberd of the Sea King was also continuously tempered and improved in the process, and eventually returned to the level of an artifact.
When the new fish-man god grows up, he will immediately have two powerful artifacts at his disposal. Among those new gods, he is considered the number one figure.
This set of ideas was so exquisite that the fishmen elders studied and deliberated for a long time, but could not find any problems. That's why they will act according to the arrangements of the God of Conspiracy without worrying about any conspiracy.
What's more, no matter what conspiracy there is, the god of conspiracy has fallen anyway, so what is there to fear? What else is there to worry about
Even if the God of Conspiracy sets a trap, can the dead God come back to life and receive the spoils
In the abyss, Yuthra's body gradually became weaker.
The key point in the plan of the God of Conspiracy is to plunder its power.
As a demon in the form of a fish-man, there is indeed an indescribable relationship between it and the fish-men in the main plane. If it could wash away the chaos and madness in its soul, or if it could only weaken a little and escape from the abyss, it could easily become the god of fishmen.
But Yusla didn't do that after all. She would rather lead a group of fish-men-shaped demons to dominate the abyss than truly embark on the path of a god.
Demons are demons after all, and their extremely chaotic nature makes them unable to tolerate being restrained, even if they become gods.
Now it's paying the price for its chaotic nature.
If it were the God of Murlocs, then all the arrangements would be of no use to it—the power from the Murloc sacrifices would not be effective against the God of Murlocs.
However, it refuses to become the god of fishmen.
Then the part of its power that belongs to the "murloc" cannot refuse the summons from the murloc sacrifice, and is being continuously extracted.
I don’t know how long it took, but the connection was suddenly interrupted. The Abyss Lord, who was so weak that he could hardly stand, immediately screamed strangely and completely cut off the connection with the main plane.
In the next hundreds or thousands of years, it will probably never dare to have contact with the main plane again.
And under the sea surface in the southern part of the Supreme Tower, the glowing shadow finally gradually became clear.
He has scales similar to those of a murloc, but has long pointed ears and smooth long hair that a murloc never has. His slender figure and upright posture are completely different from those of a murloc who always have a hunched body.
Facing the bewildered fish-men elders, he smiled slightly and wore a hooded robe, covering his whole body in a shadow.
In the Pantheon, the seat of the God of Conspiracy, which had previously collapsed and disappeared, reappeared.
Not long after his death, the God of Conspiracy returned from resurrection!