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Chapter 291

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It had been a long time since Croakatoa had returned to the Warty Tidal Flats.

Since Eleena, whom it had been loyal to, was participating in the Twin City Cup, most people did not like frogmen, and to prevent anything unexpected from happening, Eleena decided not to summon Croakatoa for the time being, giving it a long vacation.

While the frogmen village had been destroyed by a flood, the Players had not only rebuilt it successfully, but it was also much better than before.

The snow-white houses were clean and tidy, and with the frogmen's traits in mind, almost every house had a large swimming pool with seawater to keep the frogmen's skin moist.

The beach that led to the dungeons Grey Fjord and Fishmen Island was separated from the residential area by a row of tidy tropical coconut trees.

The beach was no longer as chaotic as it used to be. Instead, there were rows of umbrellas and wooden deck chairs, and a storeroom with shovels, wooden buckets, picnic cloths, beach volleyball, and other miscellaneous items could be seen in the corner.

Next to the storeroom was a branch of the Iron Cauldron Tavern, but it was currently closed because the owner of the tavern had gone to participate in the Twin City Cup.

Now, even if someone from Earth transmigrated to the Frogmen Village, they probably wouldn't immediately realize that this was the residence of a group of slimy and slippery amphibians. Instead, they would think that they had transmigrated to a seaside resort like the Maldives.

On the fifth day of the long vacation, Croakatoa was wearing custom-made sunglasses and sprawled lazily on a wooden deck chair, allowing the warm sun to shine upon the little chrysanthemum markings on its back.

Ever since the frogmen village and the believers of the God of Games had become strategic partners, the frogmen's lives were improving at a visible rate.

The frogmen who had to nibble on dried salted fish all day now did not have to worry about food sources, with sufficient protein and fat strengthening their frail bodies by the day.

Croakatoa had seen frog eggs the size of ostrich eggs in the swimming pools of many frogmen's homes over the last few days, and it seems that there would be a group of tadpoles in the village in a long-awaited outbreak of frogmen.

The villagers' lives were getting better, and even the chief elder who always had a frown on his face looked much better. His dry and withered skin was slowly becoming moist, and it seems that he could live for at least another dozen years.

It wasn't just the clansmen, even Croakatoa was very satisfied with its current life.

Although it was often summoned as bait to attract the Boss's attention in Edward's party of elite players, as long as one got used to it, nothing could compare to the thrill of blocking the line of sight of a huge enemy, toying with a monster that was countless times stronger than oneself, and providing opportunities for one's side to deal damage.

Besides, Eleena wasn't completely using Croakatoa as cannon fodder.

Most of the time, the little girl would call Croakatoa out whenever she encountered something interesting, saw something beautiful or spectacular, or had the chance to enjoy a good meal.

The Trinia Forests, the elven capital hidden in the forest, the gloomy and terrifying corpse of the Dead Red Dragon, the fishmen island descending from the skies, the Mountain Tigers' stronghold towering over the Vierlin Plains …

It had only been a few months, but Croakatoa had already seen many magnificent sights that it would never have seen in its entire life, witnessing many heroic deeds that it should have had nothing to do with.

And even as it experienced it all, Croakatoa could feel that it was becoming stronger.

If it could return to the time before it made a pact with Eleena, it could easily take down three to five of itself, the 'best frogman warrior' back then.

All of that made it feel from the bottom of its heart that it was so great to be a part of the Players.

"Sigh. It's a pity that there are too many people watching the Twin City Cup … or it would be great if Croakatoa could join and fight alongside Miss Eleena." Croakatoa sighed and changed its posture, revealing its white belly as it basked in the sun. * * *

Dark clouds abruptly appeared in the skies.

Winter was clearly over and the weather was slowly turning warm, but Croakatoa couldn't help shuddering.

It took off its sunglasses and stared at the skies in confusion.

Though the weather over the sea was ever-changing, the current situation clearly wasn't an ordinary one.

Dark clouds occupied eighty percent of the visible skies, but it wasn't the usual gloomy clouds that came with the sea breeze. Instead, it was swirling incessantly around a certain point over the sea, with a vortex appearing at its center, as if some demon king was about to be born.

The Warty Tidal Flats was Croakatoa's home, and even as a Player, it would often return to the Frogmen Village to farm dungeons or gather for meals, which was why it was naturally aware of the situation over at sea.

In almost no time at all, Croakatoa realized what was beneath the massive vortex of dark clouds in the skies.

"Fishmen Island, Croakatoa? Is it because the Players didn't really farm the Fishmen Island dungeon over the last two days? "

Croakatoa cocked its head, puzzled.

Then, as it looked on in surprise, something really did pass through the vortex of dark clouds in the skies, landing directly on Fishmen Island!

Naturally, the changes on Fishmen Island did not escape Xi Wei's notice.

In fact, he already knew what was happening on Fishmen Island … His setup over there had been disrupted by an external divine power, preventing new fishmen from appearing in a short time!

Xi Wei was no stranger to the nature of that divine power — it was the divine power of the Ocean Goddess sealed inside the Sea Sapphire.

Clearly, the Ocean Goddess had taken the time to glance at Xi Wei's direction on a whim while she stood off against the Earthweaver, wanting to see how the newbie god was faring with the trial she had set up.

In the end, she found that not only was Xi Wei fine, he was even using Fishmen Island as a farm for his believers to farm.

Hence, the Ocean Goddess was pissed.

While she had to be wary of the Earthweaver, one of the Seven Divine Fathers and couldn't really attack Xi Wei directly, she still managed to squeeze out some divine power to increase the number of fishmen on Fishmen Island, while also throwing a Boss-tier monster called the Night Tide Dragon onto the island.

The Night Tide Dragon wasn't a true dragon either, but like the drake that Sefarim had shot down, it was a lesser draconic bloodline that was untold superior compared to the wyverns that humans used as mounts and livestock …

Xi Wei had the feeling that she had intended to throw it directly at his face, but he had slightly changed the coordinates of his divine kingdom after she pierced it with her spear. She probably couldn't find it at once, and was too lazy to waste time looking for it, which was why she had to throw it at the fishmen island to vent her anger on the newbie Players who were farming fishmen there …

"Isn't that a coincidence." Xi Wei glanced at the corpse of the Dead Red Dragon behind him that was still half-finished. "I just thought that the second round of the tournament, the Dragonslayer, doesn't look imposing enough …"

After some thought, Xi Wei reached out with a tentacle and pinched a message with his divine power, sending it through the vortex above Fishmen Island.

"Thanks to Old Ocean Goddess for farming the Boss!"

Instantly, purplish-red lightning crackled in the dark clouds, striking the hundreds of murlocs that had just respawned, as well as the dozen or so newbie players who were still struggling to survive, half to death.

The Players were the target, and the fishmen were simply caught in the crossfire — it was their fault for raising their iron weapons and jumping around the Players when they surrounded them.

"She's even attacking her believers when she's mad …"

Xi Wei couldn't help shrinking his ball at that, and began to compile a message for the bracelets of the Twin City Cup Players.

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Chapter 291:

The Shocking Incident at Fishmen Island

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