The Secret to Ravaging the Dark Age

Bang!

Before Annie Fox had even finished speaking, the gunshot rang out first. This Southern Witch clearly possessed the Federation South's brutal, direct style—she never wasted words on her "prey."

The gathering's initiator, whose name was still unknown and whose lower body had been swallowed by the merfolk's mouth, had his head pierced by the greatsword explode like a watermelon.

This sudden scene left everyone slightly stunned. According to the "tutorial," once the prey had been crippled, it could be sacrificed.

But at that moment, Annie sensed an extremely powerful warning of danger.

Instead of advancing, she retreated, swiftly fleeing that area.

Almost the instant she withdrew from the tunnel pit, a scaled yet badly decayed fish tail rose from the filthy water and lashed savagely at where she had just stood. Filthy water splashed everywhere, and dozens of cracks immediately burst outward from the center of the shipyard.

A howl painful enough to rupture eardrums came from the bottom of the pit.

The witches and those mutated lunatics all saw a monster "in the midst of mutation" climbing out of the tunnel step by step.

It possessed a body nearly ten meters long. It had originally been a severely decayed merfolk, but some mutation now seemed to be taking place. Blue-black radiance flickered continuously as crimson claws tore through rotten flesh and thudded onto the ground, chunks of decaying bloody meat falling away one after another.

Gradually, a fresh, powerful body still expanding beneath was revealed. Those seemingly hard slabs of flesh, covered in trident symbols, stripped it of any strange beauty and instead filled it with the ferocity of a prehistoric monster.

As their gazes moved upward, everyone saw its upper body.

It was expanding as well.

The characteristics of a female merfolk remained, but they clearly no