Chapter 1043: Chapter 581: Bay 3
Sure enough, almost the next second came a dull but shocking sound, as if the entire cave was collapsing, causing a tremor.
Lance looked back and saw the water flow actually break through the stone gate frame made of bricks and stones, and the water surged up quickly.
"Damn!"
Lance couldn’t help but feel a bit panicked facing the seawater pouring into the passage and breaking down the stone gate, damn it, if you get swept into the water, who can withstand it!
Fortunately, the forces of nature are not so easy to control. After he ran forward for a while, the seawater finally ran out of power and quickly retreated like a reversing current.
And in the passage, you could see those Deep Divers who had been knocked out, lying on the ground like dead fish, as arrogant as they were just now.
Serves you right!
Lance didn’t waste any words, quickly taking the opportunity to initiate [Sacrifice], no matter how much they struggled, they couldn’t resist the great power of the Void.
He didn’t even need to kill them himself, these useless fish and shrimp delivered themselves, a clear sign of good intentions despite their insignificant value.
The surging waves had already collapsed the brick wall, exposing a large gap, and Lance stepped over the ruins, reentering the room after the water had receded.
The Deep Divers almost filled the remaining open space, each gradually recovering from the impact after receiving treatment.
Because Lance sensed the strange power permeating the air, it was the Shaman healing them.
There weren’t rows of Shamans here, nor was there interference from the Deep Sea Force and Divine Power fighting the Void to disturb Lance’s inspiration. His gaze almost instantly locked onto the Deep Sea Tide Controller mingling among them.
He raised his hand, summoning a Hooked Spear out of thin air and hurled it with force.
With Lance’s strength behind it, the thing tore through the air with a sharp screech.
Under normal circumstances, it was a sure hit; Lance’s accuracy could absolutely be trusted.
But at this moment, a uniquely shaped, dark golden squid Shield blocked in front of the Tide Controller.
After a crisp sound of metal collision, the already rusted Hooked Spear broke and shattered directly.
The Deep Sea Guard loyally protected every Deep Sea Shaman.
Or rather, being protected by it was enough to indicate that this wasn’t just an ordinary Shaman.
An ugly, twisted monster appeared in Lance’s eyes, causing him to frown involuntarily.
He knew it wouldn’t be that simple, but this guy’s strength was probably stronger than the ones he’d encountered before.
And in this delay, the Deep Sea Warriors started to clamor and charge forward, and Lance couldn’t spare any attention for others, he could only draw his blade and slash at them.
Being alone is so troublesome; if he had teammates to hold off those guys, he could carry out a decapitation strike.
Unfortunately, now he’s alone, his only confidence coming from his strength.
Sure enough, while slaughtering the Deep Divers, Lance could feel the Shaman trying to shake his soul with various sorceries, but it had no effect whatsoever.
Instead, it made Lance even more frenetic.
"Kill, kill, kill!"
Wielding the Wolf Fang tirelessly, he slashes arc after arc, each cut killing a fish, leaving nothing behind across a thousand miles.
The Deep Divers in front of him were like worthless debris, split into fragments and engulfed by the Void, none could stop him from rushing towards the Tide Controller.
Such a scene, those Deep Divers who participated in the invasion of Hamlet might remember the despair they felt facing Baldwin back then.
But the one in front of them was even more terrifying than Baldwin, killing in a single strike, the body disappearing; not even the Shaman or their supporters could retrieve them from the Void.
Lance rushed into the Deep Divers like a harvester at full throttle, wantonly reaping their lives.
They weren’t Heretics, fear was just an instinct for some creatures, but some with opened intelligence understood what fear meant.
The will of the Deep Divers was being tested... despair!
No! I want to return to the sea...
Just as the Deep Divers fell into despair, a golden blade stopped the Wolf Fang, and the clashing sound was like a wild wolf tearing at metal, producing a ringing clamor.
A stronger-looking Deep Sea Warrior, with scales almost dark green, stopped Lance’s progress; you could see its weapon was more exquisite than those shabby pieces of copper and iron, no wonder it could block the Wolf Fang’s bites.
Lance struck back with a reverse slash, but its scales had a strange supernatural power, almost like an extraordinary armor themselves.
When Lance swung his blade at it, he could feel an obvious hindrance, although some scales were shattered, the damage was not severe.
Their movements did not stop, blades continued to clash, but after a slight delay, Lance could feel the Tide Controller amplifying this Fishman Sword Saint while continuously healing it, with shattered scales falling off and new ones regrowing.
Moreover, it must be noted that Lance was among a swarm of Deep Divers; originally, eliminating enemies in motion, the Deep Divers couldn’t keep up with his speed, allowing him to keep dodging.
But once he stopped, he would face their onslaught, let alone being dragged into a war of attrition.
If you don’t fight fair, don’t blame me!
Lance slammed his long blade against them, while with the other hand, he pulled out a pistol, ready for a flashy hip shot to interrupt the Fishman Sword Saint’s rhythm, then cut off its fish head.
But a damn thing happened, the musket he pulled out misfired after pulling the trigger, doing nothing.
Damn it, misfire!
