"Here you come."

On the deck, staring at the sea, a cold light burst out from Sean's azure blue pupils.

At the same time, Holkins, who maintained his perception of witchcraft, quickly noticed the changes under the seabed.

"Earl Asim, the fishman is floating about a hundred meters below our feet."

Hearing this, Asim's face showed unconcealed murderous intent.

"Appointment, deep-sea bombs are dropped, right below the orientation, with a quantity of 20, and a depth of 85 meters."

Asim's voice was unexpectedly gentle, without any fluctuations. As his order was issued, a new weapon such as a deep-sea bomb was largely deployed into the sea by the fleet.

Boom, boom, boom, thunder-like sounds kept coming, and white light shone, rendering the blue sea surface into a silvery white, making the thorny person unable to open his eyes.

The calm of the sea was broken, and the violent explosion caused great waves. Fortunately, the ships of the Mengfeitus Combined Fleet were relatively large in size and were strong enough. In addition, they had already been prepared, so there was no other major losses except for the violent bumps.

On the Knight's Sword, Sean looked a little serious and domineering. He knew better than anyone in the fleet what was going on under the sea. He clearly saw a large number of strong and ferocious fishmen turning into fragments in the white light. The deep-sea bomb was unexpectedly useful when targeting the underwater fishmen, which forced him to consider whether to introduce such bombs now.

The waves stopped and everything calmed down. Bright red blood rushed up, and the broken limbs floated on the surface of the sea, forming a scene of hell around the Mengfeitus Combined Fleet.

"Haha, these damn fishmen."

"It's good to die, it's good to die."

Seeing this scene, except for a few people who feel uncomfortable, most people smile happily. They have long been used to seeing blood. For them, dead fishmen are good fishmen.

In the distance, the large group of fishmen, who were originally sharpening their swords and ready to charge at all times, fell into inexplicable silence and panic.

Originally, they planned to wait for the deep-sea submarine troops to sink the human ship before launching a charge and swallowing the humans in one bite, but now the plan failed before it even started. For a moment, they didn't know what to do. You should know that although their tactics are simple and not very technical, they have been tested by practice, with great results and no disadvantages.

From a certain perspective, this tactic is a great source of confidence for the fishman to defeat humans. Now that it has been broken, the impact on the fishman can be imagined.

"Why don't we retreat first, the unknown weapon of humans is really amazing."

The talking fishman was a little lord. The fishman tribe under his command was not powerful. He took the initiative to surrender to Valro because he saw the opportunity early, so he had a certain status. Now that he had seen the horror scene just now, he was already scared.

"The despicable ones will die."

Cold words spit out from Vallo's mouth, and an invisible water blade appeared, easily slashing off the little lord's head.

He held his head in his hand, his eyes swept away, carrying the power of killing a fishman lord, and for a moment no fishman dared to look at Valro.

"Float, kill."

Through the situation just now, Valro realized that the idea of ​​launching an attack from underwater is no longer realistic, and only a head-on attack from the water is the only choice. As for the temporary retreat, he had never thought about it. After finally tied all the fishmen to the chariot, how could he tolerate this hard-earned situation being easily destroyed?

The sea was surging, and a large number of fishmen began to surface.

With the scepter in hand, looking at the Meng Feitus joint fleet in the distance, Valro began to communicate with the guardian beasts passed down from the Carter clan.

Soon, as Valro's bloodline surged, a huge shadow appeared from under the sea.

Puff, the water column rose, and the water splashed everywhere, and a giant came out from the seabed.

It looks like a whale, more than 30 meters long, gray on top and white on the bottom, has two long whale baleen and an extremely wide tail. It can cause wind and waves with a slight movement.

Seeing this whale, many fishmen showed unconcealed excitement and even fanaticism. This is the guardian beast of the Iska fishmen kingdom, the fourth-level sea monster, the big whale of the raging waves.

"What is that?"

The fishman's big move naturally attracted the attention of Meng Feitus. Looking at the huge sea monster that surfaced, Asim, who was observing through the telescope, couldn't help but change his color slightly.

"The fourth-level sea monster's raging waves whale."

Holkins' voice was still steady, but his face couldn't help but become serious. Obviously, even a fourth-level wizard, he dared not underestimate such a sea monster.

His pupils contracted slightly. Although he had guessed or expected it, when he was facing it, Asim still felt a little palpitations. It had nothing to do with courage, but the instinct of life.

"Master Holkins, Master Whitebeard, I'm afraid I'm going to trouble you next."

His voice was low and Asim looked solemn.

Faced with a sea monster like the Rage Whale, it naturally cannot easily attack the fleet, otherwise its huge body would probably bring unimaginable losses to the fleet, so he could only ask Holkins and Whitebeard to take action to block the fourth-level sea monster.

Faced with Asim's request, Holkins agreed without hesitation. This was his purpose of appearing here. Although Whitebeard did not speak, the momentum gradually spreading around his body had already explained everything.

Scream, the silver wings fluttered, and Holkins took the lead in floating.

The wings of steel are third-level strange objects that can be taken to fly or form certain protection.

Seeing Holkins' movements, Whitebeard followed after taking a look at Sean.

In the distance, Valrow, who had been watching this place, naturally discovered the movements of Holkins and Whitebeard.

"Two fourth orders."

Feeling the unconcealed ostentatious atmosphere of Holkins and Whitebeard, Valrow's face was slightly dark.

"I really underestimate these humans, but it's just a little trouble."

The cold light flashed in his eyes, and there was no rush to deal with it, Valro once again communicated with the Ryutao Dajing.

The moo is like the sound of a cow's roaring whales, long and powerful.

The whale rolled over and swung its tail, and a large wave rose up on the ground, carrying a large number of fishman warriors toward the Mengfeitus joint fleet at an extremely fast speed.

Looking at the wave of fishmen sweeping from afar, Holkins and Whitebeard ignored it. From beginning to end, their goal was very clear, that is, the fourth-level sea monster, the big whale, and these small fish were naturally dealt with, otherwise what would the fleets and soldiers be used to?
Chapter completed!