Chapter 8 Fishman: Who is the disaster for whom?

Author: Big Jujube is the most important

Chapter 8 Fishman: Who is the disaster for whom?

The blue sea surface was rippling with rippling microwaves under the wind, and layer by layer of fine waves gently slapped on the beach.

The sun is bright and the warm sunlight is dancing on the microwave, as if the endless shuttles are weaving golden flower felts. The humid sea breeze gently caresses the skin of the blue-ridge fishmen, making the fish people lying on the beach and snore comfortably.

In this harmonious scene, several sneaky figures quietly walked into the fishman's camp.

It is said to be a camp, but it is actually a simple building composed of a few wooden stakes and a circle of wooden fences. The weapons of fish people are placed in a mess, mostly of wood or bone sticks, which are placed in a mess beside the fish people lying on the ground resting.

Occasionally, there are some rusty metal iron tools, which are held tightly by the strong ones among the fishmen as treasures, and even if they are caught firmly in their sleep, for fear of being stolen by other fishmen.

The Tide Caller - Fishman Sacrifice - Age Yuduo opened his eyelids slightly and looked at the compatriots who sneaked into the camp with expressionless face.

The fishman has always been a lazy and slick creature. He knows the nature of his compatriots. As a priest in this small community, he is also the only leader who has mastered the power of magic. He often has troubled this.

How can he develop and strengthen the career of the fishman when he stays with these idiots? When will the great cause of counterattacking the land-unification beach be completed?

Ageyuduo's eyes, which sighed in his heart, froze. What did it see?

I thought it was just a few little boys who secretly ran out to find food, but it saw a gem-like treasure in their hands!

The delicate and geometric beauty shape, the flashing transparent texture, the dazzling light emitted in the sun, and the liquid like gold contained in the bottle, undoubtedly, this is a treasure!

Agyuduo cracked the corners of his mouth, and it instantly became energetic.

The fishman priest stood up and shouted at the fishman with strange whereabouts: "!"

In its imagination, a compatriot who was caught by him would inevitably kneel down and beg for mercy in fear and fear, and then hand over the treasure to the noble tide-calling Lord Age Yuduo.

But what it did not expect was that the fishmen were shocked and shouted in horror, then threw the treasure in his hand towards him, and then began to flee to the outside of the camp.

These fools!

Age Yuduo sneered disdainfully in his heart. These poor guys could not even care about the treasure when they saw the majestic Tide Caller.

However, for the sake of handing over the treasures, I spared these idiots this time, so I punished them to dig seaweed under the sea.

In Agyuduo's excited eyes, the treasures that shone brightly in the sun drew a graceful arc and then fell on the soles of its feet.

Age Yuduo, who was about to reach out to pick up the treasure, suddenly heard a sudden warning in his heart. The next moment, the flames exploded and the blazing flames fell and ignited.

"Qua!!!"

A miserable scream resounded in the camp, and the explosion seemed to have fired a signal gun for attack.

The next moment, explosions sounded one after another in the camp, and flames spread everywhere. The fish people woke up from their sleep in the severe pain of the scorching flames, and suddenly found that they were surrounded by flames.

Under Age Yuduo's angry and embarrassed gaze, several small goblins swept down from the sky and threw down bottles one by one. The bottles fell to the ground and exploded. Then the flames spread, making Age Yuduo's eyes burst.

It's the enemy! The enemy attacks!

The angrily anger and the pain caused by the flames made Agyuduo scream in anger, waving a staff in the shape of a rattan, and the power of the spell flashed in between.

Then the next moment, an arrow with a cold light flashed from afar and shot straight into its short body, interrupting the ongoing spell casting.

Age Yuduo looked shocked, and spit out a mouthful of blood, looking at him in surprise.

A human? How is it possible?

But Agyuduo could no longer wait for the answer. The little fairy in the air received a signal and smashed the incendiary bottle in his hand on it. In an instant, the scorching flame spread, swallowing the poor fishman in the sea of ​​fire...

A second before losing consciousness, Agyuduo only saw the strange fishmen rushing in with sharp harpoons under the leadership of the human, and stabbing in without mercy at the injured fish in the camp.

Abominable traitor!

The eyes that grew bigger due to anger reflected the cruel evil deeds of human beings. In a sad and angry mood, Ageyuduo fell down in the firelight in the sky.

...

Qin Zheng put away the bow and arrow in his hand, and watched the blue-ridged fish belonging to him happily stabbed into the bodies of his own tribe with the brand new harpoon he distributed to them, and was speechless for a moment.

Should I say, is the harpoon I bought from the fishing gear store considered to be a good use?

Looking at the fishman camp trapped in the sea of ​​fire, Qin Zheng showed the joyful smile of the old farmer when he harvested it.

This is his first copy of the fishman disaster that challenges the difficulty and difficulty. Compared with the simple difficulty, the difficult and difficult fishman disaster is indeed much more troublesome.

This is not only reflected in the increase in the number of fishmen, but also in the fishmen, the extremely threatening spell unit - the fishman Shaman.

Qin Zheng didn't want to use his thin body to experience the power of spells. He had tested it in the lord space. Even the weakened magic missiles of the goblins can leave a lot of traces on the rake. The power of the spell released by the leader in the dungeon is definitely much more terrifying than the magic missiles of the goblins.

So, then you won’t give the fishman shaman a chance to release spells!

Those fishmen who turned against each other are the best tricks. After all, with the fishmen's barren brain capacity, I would never have expected that the same tribe would come to trick the firebottle to attack.

After all, although Qin Zheng has made many molten bottles, in the world where the fishman lives, the exquisite alchemy creation of the molten bottle is enough to hire a warrior who has experienced many battles to destroy a small fishman tribe many times.

Only Qin Zheng, who is backed by a prosperous and material world and is not short of money, can do the job of attacking the fishman tribe with a moor bottle.

This behavior is no longer an anti-aircraft gun to hit mosquitoes, but simply using money to smash people.

(Qin Zheng: I'm rich.)

But the harvest is indeed gratifying.

In the past few days, Qin Zheng has been repeatedly brushing the simple and difficult copy of the fish man disaster. After experiencing the initial discomfort, Qin Zheng quickly showed his strong adaptability and summarized a simple and effective copy brushing process.

Simply put, it is to first let the fish man take advantage of the situation to attract the enemy's attention, make the fish people confused, get together as much as possible, and then let the little fairies throw the mob bottle from the sky, and then let the 25-year-old blue crucian carp man run around with the panic fish people, and he takes the harpoon behind him to kill the fish that escapes the net.

In this process, there is no need to use the great killer weapon of the unconscience-free cannon. As long as you master the nature of the fishman and let the fishman under your command run away, the fishman in panic will not think about anything else at all, and will only run around under the leadership of your compatriots.

At this time, Qin Zheng just needed to raise the harpoon in his hand, and thorn and pull it out, and a live fishman disappeared.

After this period of training, Qin Zheng has been able to treat them expressionlessly as monsters in the game, and deprive them of their lives with clean and neat actions.

Qin Zheng did not have the mentality of a Virgin. In his opinion, fishmen who are not of my race will not feel uncomfortable at all when they kill. Instead, when the sharp harpoon pierces into the flesh and blood, the touch brought by that moment makes him feel a little excited. It was a taboo experience that had not been involved in his decades of mediocre life.

Of course, Qin Zheng felt that his mentality was fine and he did not awaken any strange perverted hobbies.

In other words, in Qin Zheng's opinion, these lively fishmen are all walking experience packs, which are so cute.

After the fishmen killed the fish that escaped the net one by one, Qin Zheng opened his panel with satisfaction, looked at the accumulated experience and the Internet coins, and showed a joyful smile from the bottom of his heart.

“It’s time to get a boost.”
Chapter completed!