what happened
The explosion came unexpectedly, and some small murloc life forms were directly blown away by the shock wave. Only the slightly larger murloc creatures were able to stand firm, but most of them were covered in blood.
There was great shock in their not-so-small eyes, and it seemed that they couldn't recover for a while.
With a snap...
The standing lower body twitched a few times and then fell to the ground, with blood, flesh, and internal organs flowing out.
It was only then that they suddenly came to their senses.
The third officer of the fleet died just like that?!
"Be alert! Enter combat mode!"
The leader of this fleet of alien life forms, the fishman Barton, shouted with his hoarse and sharp voice, bringing everyone back to their senses from the panic and starting to act.
One after another, the fishmen grew in size, their muscles swelled, and they became sticky, emitting a faint racial body odor (Note: 1), becoming even more terrifying than usual.
"Let the vanguard troops climb onto these guys' boats first!"
As soon as he finished speaking, hundreds of elite alien creatures jumped into the water like dumplings, barely making a splash. If you didn't listen carefully, you couldn't even hear the sound of them entering the water.
At this moment, a lot of roars sounded from the ship, and some of the charging ships in the front suffered nearly devastating blows almost instantly.
He sank into the water with almost no resistance.
Because they were not within a hundred yards, they couldn't even fight back and could only passively take the beating.
"That warship is quite powerful. It's hard to approach them with just the power of the assault ship. Lord Barton, should we retreat?"
A lookout on the mast jumped down and quickly explained the battle situation ahead to Patton, whose height had grown to nearly four meters.
"What are you talking about?! Retreat? Who do you think I am!"
Hearing this, Barton shouted angrily, "There is only one ship. As long as we get close, they will be defeated! Pull the ship over!"
His concept of survivors was still the same as it was a day ago. He only knew that these were extremely weak lives that could be crushed to death if one wasn't careful. They wanted him to retreat just because of such things
impossible!
What's more, although this ship is a bit bigger and its weapons are stronger, it has a very fatal weakness.
That means it has at most two or three hundred people. As long as they land, they can't lose no matter how they fight!
As long as you get close, you can take everything!
That warship, those people who can carry unlimited items, and those special things that only they can use, and the special constructions that suddenly appear...
All of this made them jealous. With these slaves, they would be even stronger and would never give up so easily.
What's more, as one of the best among the "Sea Clan", he still has some confidence.
As for those assault boats, it doesn’t matter if they are destroyed.
As long as we can get that warship...
As long as he can get it, he will have the confidence to explore an ancient ruins and obtain the rich sacred relics and treasures there...
Thinking of this, Barton's greedy desire exploded: "Bring me some sacrifices!"