Aparisti's gaze grew increasingly ferocious. He said nothing more, merely raising a hand as light flashed from it. Not far away, Garcia, the Sea Demon Tribe chieftain and Lu Yang's most loyal warrior, was trapped inside a sphere of water, struggling constantly as he suffocated.
"Go tell Lu Yang of the Iron Blood Brotherhood to release all my people's magic cores. Otherwise, I'll kill your entire race." Aparisti's voice dripped with viciousness as he released the water sphere restraining Garcia.
"Lord Lu Yang will never forgive you," Garcia snarled, swiftly swimming toward the surface.
"Ridiculous." Aparisti vented the rage in his heart on Garcia, casting a spell at his retreating figure.
Meanwhile.
Lu Yang was still surprised that Aparisti had managed to escape under those circumstances when he suddenly sensed Garcia's arrival. Looking toward the shore, he saw Garcia, covered in wounds, being washed up by the seawater. He hurriedly had Zhuojiu lead the Holy Light Mages to treat him.
Only after Malthus personally cast a spell was the damage from the Territory Lord Tier attack neutralized. Watching Garcia gradually awaken, Lu Yang frowned and asked, "What happened?"
When Garcia saw Lu Yang, tears streamed down his face. He cried, "Lord Lu Yang, my people were ambushed. The Water Elementals suddenly emerged from the seafloor. Our twenty thousand Sea Demon Tribe warriors were all captured by him. He said that if you don't return the Water Elemental magic cores you captured to Aparisti, he'll kill my entire race."
Zhuojiu, Bai Shi, and the others all drew sharp breaths. Clearly, Aparisti was using the Sea Demon Tribe to restrain Lu Yang. If Lu Yang returned the magic cores, those Water Elementals would likely be able to rely on them to be reborn, making everything Lu Yang had done before meaningless. But