[You realize that, at this point, your servants haven't even died yet.]
"Not dead? It seems that our value is very high..."
Colin muttered. Since the battle started, with the help of prompts, he had killed a deputy-level figure of the opponent in the sea shrouded in thick gray fog.
Moreover, dozens of elite deformed sea followers were killed, as well as more than a dozen ships of various sizes...
But it did not cost any death.
Even now that hand-to-hand combat has begun, there are still no deaths...
This is enough to show how much these strange creatures value them.
At the same time, this also exposed that the other party had no means to distinguish between slaves and survivors.
Colin believed that these guys were taking the trouble to capture people, definitely not just to capture a few slaves, but must be targeting them, a group of survivors.
Moreover, in order to catch them, the other party is willing to pay a huge price.
This made Colin curious about what these strange creatures saw in them...
The last fallen race they encountered, the "fallen nobles", simply treated them as blood food and toys, and tortured them crazily...
But this time, these monsters seemed to have some other purposes, and no one knew what they were going to do with them.
Anyway, it shouldn't be a good thing... Colin shook his head and looked outside the thick glass of the ship, watching the team "collapse" little by little, and the battle line was shrunk to the vicinity of the captain's room.
However, they did not panic because they wanted to show the difficulty, as if they would soon be unable to hold on, but they were holding on.
Otherwise, how could the other party take the bait
"What a pity! If it hadn't rained, at least a dozen more ships would have to sink if these guys wanted to board..."
Colin looked at the storm outside the window and couldn't help shaking his head.
As the battle went on, some sea clan members who were obviously much stronger and taller than normal adults began to enter the battlefield.
The battle line was pushed further...
And there were some casualties.
The battle became more difficult, especially the rain that hit my face, making it hard to open my eyes...
"Keep replacing the gunners. Hold on! Don't let them get close to the captain's cabin!"
At the front of the battle, Number One, who was executing Colin's orders one after another, roared loudly. He was soaked by the rain at this moment, and had some bruises on his body. The wounds were soaked by the rain and he could feel the burning pain.
However, he and other "Light Chasers" did not fully use that extraordinary power because that would alert the enemy.
He only used a little strength when the opponent was about to break through the line, pretending to be struggling.
But now, they are indeed getting more and more tired...
In the eyes of No. 1 and his companions, their biggest problem is not even the monster in front of them, but the slippery floor under their feet...
In such heavy rain, they could easily slip if they were not careful, and once they slipped, they would be dragged away...
In contrast, those alien life forms moved very quickly in the pouring rain, and their unique physiological structure meant that they had no trouble in this regard at all.