"Enemy attack! Enemy attack! "
Shouts reverberated across the port. The docked warships immediately went into battle mode. The soldiers who were on standby immediately aimed their crossbows at the surface of the sea. However, the swarm of murlocs made them break out in cold sweat. The number of murlocs was far beyond their imagination.
The warships could kill dozens of murlocs in one volley, but there were more than ten thousand murlocs in the water. Under such circumstances, who would dare to say that they could survive till the end?
The blue-gilled murlocs did not care about what the humans thought. They seemed to be driven by some kind of power. They ignored the warships and rushed straight to the shore. As a military restricted port, how could the murlocs get ashore so easily? The defensive formations and various turrets were immediately activated. "Fireball Spell", "Icicle Spell", and a rain of crossbow bolts rained down. The murlocs who were the first to get ashore were blown to pieces!
There were quite a number of mages in Lassiman's fortifications. They played a huge role in this situation. The dense murlocs didn't care about formations or tactics at all. They climbed ashore and charged forward like a swarm of bees. In such a situation, every fireball that exploded could kill or cripple more than a dozen murlocs.
However, the fortifications on both sides of the port had limited firepower. After three rounds of spells and crossbow bolts, the firepower was inevitably interrupted. In the short span of three to five seconds, a large number of Fishmen directly stepped on the corpses of their companions in front of them and charged forward with a "Wuah wuah" sound!
Normal murlocs were a little more than a meter tall. In the face of well-trained soldiers, they were like harvested wheat. However, these Murlocs had strong muscles, were nearly two meters tall, and had sharp claws and fangs. Over a hundred Port Guard Team members with shields blocked the Murlocs at the checkpoints for less than five minutes before they were completely annihilated due to exhaustion …
Because the difference in strength was too great!
"Ask for reinforcements! Send the signal! "
The mage in charge of the port's defense was furious. He did not expect to face such enemies. The defense line collapsed at the first touch, and there were endless murlocs on the surface of the sea behind them. He was sure that this number of enemies could fill up the port by force!
The warships that were docked on the sea were also attacked. The murlocs began to climb onto the battleship, and the crew members who tried to resist were torn to shreds on the spot. Seeing that the situation was not good, the captain could only order everyone to return to the cabin and block the cabin doors and windows. Fortunately, most of the crew escaped the fate of being surrounded and killed, because after the fishmen discovered that there were no living creatures on the ship's deck, they chose to turn around and leave, continuing to rush towards the shore.
"Buzz …"
A red magic signal suddenly rose into the sky. The mages who had been defending with all their might threw away the potion bottles they had drunk and finally heaved a sigh of relief. Because 'red' represented the highest level of distress signal, the Lassiman Council would definitely send their strongest troops to support them immediately.
However, as soon as this thought appeared in their minds, they noticed three identical distress signals appearing in the pitch-black sky.
This meant that four coastal ports along the Lassiman coast were attacked at the same time.
*****
Inside the city of Duriel, five kilometers away, in the private room of the bar next to the hotel where Roddy was staying, three guys who had just gathered were discussing their plan in a low voice.
"The enemy's vigilance is stronger than expected, and those guys outside are not to be trifled with. According to the information, three of them have won prizes in the 'Crown of Twilight Autumn' competition, and are very strong in melee combat."
Puppeteer Ciarda pointed at the floor plan of the hotel on the sandpaper and drew a circle on the third floor. "There's a very powerful Magus among them. He defeated all the other Magi in today's tournament. So, avoiding a direct confrontation with them is the most efficient solution."
The assassin Ethan was short and had an obvious scar on his eyebrow. He rubbed the smooth hilt of his dagger and asked with a frown, "What about the target?"
"It's a completely ordinary person. So, as long as we can find a chance to avoid those troublesome people, the rest will be easy."
The one who answered was the mage Bretton. He habitually stroked his beard and rhythmically tapped his staff on the floor. He said with a slight headache, "That mage is too strong. I'm afraid that she is a bodyguard who never leaves her side. I took a look at her competition record. There are more than five people who have come into contact with her, but they were all defeated in one move. So, I don't think I can hold her back … "
As a mature "mission team", the three of them were very cautious and upright when it came to dealing with enemies. They did not belong to any academy, and at the same time, they did not know who issued the mission. As the oldest profession, "assassins" naturally had a series of perfect transaction procedures. The three of them did not reveal their names to the public, nor did they have any nicknames. Stories of assassins who swaggered through the streets did not exist in the real world. Because they were best at hiding, not making a name for themselves.
Today, the three of them had just received the mission. At this time, it could be considered as a preliminary investigation and plan for the "Kingdom of Karen's Emissary Team". At the same time, they planned to start scouting. As assassins, what they needed to do was to hide themselves, find an opportunity, and finally kill Roddy.
However, just as they roughly discussed a few plans, there was a commotion in the tavern. Sharda felt that something was wrong. He got up and opened the window in the corridor. The scene outside the window stunned the three of them. The distress signal that appeared over and over again in their field of vision had connected into one on the horizon. Looking from afar, even the night sky seemed to be burning due to some strange power.
"What happened?"
Ethan's squinted eyes tried to widen. He was not a Lassiman, so he did not understand the alarm signal in Duriel. However, as a mage, Bretton immediately got up and said in a low voice, "Red emergency distress signal. Next, the whole city will enter a state of war."
He tapped his staff on the ground and winked. "And chaos, represents opportunity."
*****
Doris, who was tightly bound by the magical energy, felt cold sweat dripping down her forehead.
Although Roddy had not used any harsh interrogation methods on her, she had already realized that she was definitely "screwed" today.
"What do you want?"
She instinctively did not want to answer this question, but looking at Roddy who had suddenly become extremely unfamiliar, Doris could not help but clench her teeth uncontrollably. She clearly had a sexy look, but his gaze was indifferent as if he was looking at a corpse. The fear of facing death made her think about how she should respond.
But just as she was thinking, Roddy continued to speak.
"I know you want to use me, and at the same time, lure Misha away …"
"This is very disappointing. If you had used another method, I would actually be very happy to cooperate with you. Now think about it carefully, as an emissary of an overseas country, do I really want to sell everything to Lassiman and give up the opportunity to trade with a peripheral country like yours?"
"Err, I …"
Although Roddy's tone was cold, Doris felt that she was greatly relieved. It sounded like Roddy did not intend to fight to the death with Eiseka.
And Doris also heard the obvious hint in his words: "The Kingdom of Karen does not want to see Lassiman monopolize the world." In other words, this kind of thinking did not conflict with Eiseka!
Since there was no conflict of interest between the two sides, why would they fight?
When Doris realized this, she immediately realized that she seemed to have used the wrong method from the beginning. At this moment, she really regretted the way she looked at Roddy. If she had been more sincere, perhaps it would have been a different ending.
Facing the threat to her life, she did not realize why she would suddenly have such a thought. She only quickly followed Roddy's words and explained, "Indeed, it is because we did something wrong! Master Roddy, Eiseka is willing to cooperate with the Kingdom of Karen. We are very willing! What we did before was my fault. Eiseka is willing to give more concessions in trade to beg for Master Roddy's forgiveness! "
"Oh, we are willing to cooperate, but I think … you are not necessarily willing to tell us what you are really doing now, right?"
Roddy's expression did not change, but his words were full of traps. He first weakened Doris's resistance to "rather die than submit", and just when Doris thought that she could be saved, he ruthlessly poured cold water on her. "I do not like insincere allies, and there is no trust between us at the moment. It's okay, Mage Merinsera has a hundred ways to make you tell the truth. "
Merinsera rolled her eyes, but cooperated and condensed more than ten sharp ice blades on her fingertips. The spinning blades made a buzzing sound as they cut through the air. The Dragons Mage stared at Doris's face with a wicked look and said softly, "You seem to be very confident in your beauty?"
"Don't, don't, don't … I'll talk! I'll tell you everything! "
Doris stared at the approaching ice blades and felt her legs turn to jelly. She did not even need Merinsera to say anything else before she yelled and surrendered.
Because she knew that the biggest risk now was that Roddy would turn around and sell this information to the Lessiman Council. However, the merfolk attack was already on the verge of happening, so what could Roddy do even if he told them now? In any case, there was no one who could stop this offensive.
So, she quickly told Roddy about Eiseka's plan for the Lessiman Council all these years. She did not lie about the details that Roddy asked and told him everything …
Roddy had actually investigated the possibility of cooperating with Eiseka. Putting aside the "honey trap" of these women, a country that had stayed in the desert for so many years without being destroyed was actually a worthy target for "strategic communication".
The phrase "make friends far away and attack close at hand" had different interpretations in different regions. To Efta, Lassiman, who was on the other side of the sea, was "far", while the Cullen Royal Family beside it was "close". But to this continent, Lassiman was "close", while Eiseka was "far".
If they only cooperated with Lessiman, it would be equivalent to monopolizing the trade rights. Roddy did not want to fatten up Lessiman and then wait for it to come to him for trouble. So, maintaining contact with other countries was a necessary step in his strategy.
But was Eiseka really suitable?
At first, he thought that the women of the Tuk Tribe were only plotting against Lassman, but when Doris finished telling him her plan, he cursed out loud, "You bunch of big-breasted, brainless idiots!"
Merinsala looked down and took a deep breath. She resisted the urge to retort, and said, "They demonized the sea creatures and lured the merfolk ashore. Doesn't that mean we have to leave this place immediately?"
After saying that, she slapped her head and said, "I forgot … If we run now, the council will definitely think of us as the mastermind."
This wasn't Efta, after all, so Merlinsera had to consider the power of the Lessiman Council. But she did not know that Roddy was not angry about the murlocs' attack …
As a witcher who inherited Ducal's legacy, Roddy was probably the person who had the deepest understanding of "demons" on this continent. So he was very clear that the influence these Tuk women had on the ocean was definitely not as simple as they thought!
Only controlling the murlocs? Yes, because the murlocs had a certain level of intelligence, they were more susceptible to mental spells such as "suggestion spells". But what about those with low intelligence?
In Ducal's legacy of "Demon Control", there were also comments on the sea creatures. In summary, it could be summed up in one sentence: Never let the bloodline of demons enter the ocean!
This was because Ducal had personally witnessed the consequences of demonizing sea creatures.
So, Roddy broke out in cold sweat and wanted to slap Doris a few times. "You really don't know how many lives you have, do you? You've been doing this for so many years … You're really lucky! "
"I, I've only participated in it recently …"
Doris did not expect such a reaction from Roddy because he obviously knew the outcome of Eiseka's plan, and from the looks of it … he seemed to know the truth more than she did!
"Recently? So you're the last batch of executors? "
Roddy suddenly turned around. "Then let me guess, you're all important figures in the kingdom, and all of you hold real power, right?"
"Something like that …"
Doris was stunned. She did not understand why Roddy suddenly said that. But Roddy's questions came one after another. He quickly asked, "If the murlocs attack here, what will you do?"
"According to His Majesty's instructions, as the spellcasters, Miranda and I can interfere with spells so that they will not target us."
Roddy took a deep breath and turned around helplessly. He rubbed his face hard and seemed to be talking to himself. "You guys are really digging your own graves … digging your own graves."
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