The Witch of Comprehensive Network: From Azeroth to the Classic of Mountains and Seas

Chapter 200 The Wanderer Wants to See What You Are Going To Do (One more update!)

"boom!"

On the blue sea, the roar of artillery fire continued.

Like thunder on the flat ground, as the sea water spurts, a flame-like odor rises in the air.

Close killing?

No one would be so stupid as to jump into the icy sea and fight with the ferocious deep-sea murlocs.

The symphony of guns and fire is the highest movement that pushes this kind of battle to a fever pitch!
"Heavy artillery!"

An artilleryman suddenly pulled the device that controls the barrel in front of him.

The strong muscles, under the excessively violent exercise, showed a violent and slightly trembling form.

The junior soldiers aimed at the turbulent sea with muskets that were significantly larger than conventional barrels.

The holy emblem of the sea god is engraved on the bottom of the boat and on the hull:

This is a must for ships involved in this war.

Advanced technology?
Sophisticated equipment?
Ferocious artillery fire?
No, the holy emblem obtained through the sea god sacrifice is the only rigid standard.

Those murlocs who still wanted to make a living in the sea did not dare to attack the hull with the sea god's emblem printed on it.

They can only attack through the sea.

The sea god with unpredictable temperament doesn't mind how humans use his holy emblem.

On the contrary, he, who has a brutal and divine side, may still be keen to appreciate this bloody fight.

The sea surface has already been polluted by a large amount of murloc blood.

It seems that humans currently have an absolute advantage.

But the commander of the third regiment of the United Human Army had a serious expression on his face.

When there is no way to "draw from the bottom" and the firepower equipment is completely crushed, such a battle situation is not something to be proud of.

Really tough, meat grinder fights.

It will start when the murlocs rely on the sacrifice of a large number of their own race to pull the battle line above the deck.

A murloc with a rich and majestic sea as a backup resource.

In terms of numbers, it far surpasses humans with vast land territories.

Moreover, they are evil in nature and are not afraid of fighting.

Perhaps only when death engulfs them little by little.

Only these alien species in the deep sea will feel fear.

But the instant destruction will only stimulate their more violent desire to kill.

Wind - Ida - Nolan, shuttles lightly in the shadow of the cabin.

Just because murlocs don't dare to attack the hull doesn't mean they won't just jump over it:

Shadow jumping, for these deep-sea monsters, is not such a complicated and hard-to-obtain extraordinary power.

Compared with the war of gunfire on the bright side.

The fight that took place in the dark and damp cabin seemed more obscure and bloody.

The murlocs did not dare to use large-scale magic power in the cabin, and human guns were also restricted.

Sea God will not tolerate the offense of humans just because they used his holy emblem.

He is not partial to any race...

Just as the sea is inclusive, it is also changeable.

Another deformed war mixed with gods...

Wind-Ada-Nolan thought so.

All the unreasonable things seemed so natural after the appearance of the gods.

Sometimes, Feng-Ada-Nolan would think, what is the use of the personification of these rules?

Perhaps for the planes, they are useful at some stage.

But for the creatures below, it is not always a blessing.

"Uh……"

A human soldier hiding in a fixed attack port.

Suddenly, his throat was wiped by a strange weapon protruding from the wooden board behind him.

After struggling feebly for a while, he fell heavily.

A strange-looking murloc emerges from the shadows.

Then, it found itself stuck in the attack port...

Those bumps that seemed to squeeze the space for the soldiers to move were just for nothing.

The murloc, whose shape is very different from that of human beings, was tightly bound inside.

The forbidden magic inscription attached to it prevented the murlocs from escaping into the shadows.

It starts to struggle.

So those protrusions that look like wooden structures are broken through the camouflage of wood fibers.

Leaked inside, it looked like a hideous form of some kind of metal.

It was like a barb, as the murloc struggled, it penetrated deeper and deeper into the murloc's body.

Then, the malevolent magical glyphs came into play.

And at this moment, a slender arm stretched out from the gap outside.

Then, after the slight sound of metal piercing through flesh and blood.

The murloc stopped struggling...

"The tenth……"

Looking at the reminder message refreshed on the retina, Feng-Ada-Nolan frowned.

The activity to stop the sacrifice over there failed?

She gains military exploits by killing murloc lurkers of this high-level elite template.

For her, this battlefield is already familiar to her.

But occasionally there are times when the car overturns.

After all, she has no fixed teammates.

Whether those players who go to block the summoned sea beast priest can succeed or not, sometimes it all depends on luck.

Obviously, some bad luck this time...

Feng-Ada-Nolan is not going to be greedy for swords anymore.

Although, she had already captured the distance, another murloc lurker fell into the trap.

But this ship is used as the initial teleportation location for integrated network players.

It will inevitably sail to the most intense main battlefield.

Wind-Ada-Nolan put on the equipment for diving in the water.

She is ready to enter the water directly from the bow or stern.

Then, sneak to the fringes of the battlefield and harvest a few final waves.

As for the bow or the stern?

Feng-Ada-Nolan hesitated for a moment.

Then, she moved towards the bow of the ship.

It stands to reason that the bow is more dangerous.

But she wanted to see if those two braggarts were still fishing.

Wind-Ada-Nolan likes to be keen to watch the scenes of the embarrassment of the false talkers.

Who doesn't have a little hobby?

Along the way, Wind-Ada-Nolan briskly avoided the area of ​​artillery fire that was filled with some kind of thick, choking smoke.

She still hasn't understood the composition of artillery fire in this world.

It looks a bit like gunpowder, but it seems a little different.

It seems that it is also mixed with complex magic crafts such as flesh and blood refining?

Not long after, the skilled Feng-Ada Nolan passed through the somewhat chaotic deck and came to the bow of the ship that was facing the wind and waves.

Compared with the calm scene before.

Now below, there are densely packed murlocs.

They roared, wanting to use this as a breakthrough.

Then, he was stabbed to death with a spear by the dragon warrior next to him.

He seemed quite excited about it.

Even, some are eager to try, wanting to jump down and fight.

In line with Feng-Ada-Nolan's impression of a reckless dragon whose intelligence gradually declines with the intensity of the battle...

As for the other side, Wu Zhi, who made Feng-Ada-Nolan feel strange, silently stared at the sea.

The turbulent murlocs below didn't seem to make him feel so excited.

Even Feng-Ada-Nolan vaguely sensed a bit of nostalgia from the other party's expression.

Seeing this, Feng-Ada-Nolan suddenly prepared not to leave.

She wants to see what tricks these two guys can do.

If it is purely driven by profit, it would be too boring.

But at this time, the sea suddenly became calm.

Feng-Ada-Nolan's pupils constricted suddenly.

In the next instant, a huge shadow that almost covered the entire sea area gradually appeared in her field of vision.

Sea beasts have arrived!

(End of this chapter)