Mastery of Slang

After killing Bloodstain, the Sea King calmly gestured for his subordinates to search the body.

After taking every valuable item from Bloodstain, the Sea King did not hesitate to kick Bloodstain's corpse into the sea to feed the fish.

Having killed one of the War Merchant Guild's leaders, the Sea King felt no psychological burden whatsoever.

After all, having inherited the Shadow Race's legacy, opposing the Yellow Springs Merchant Guild was a path he was bound to take in the future.

Besides, a fierce battle was raging in the direction of Liuli District. Who would know he had killed Bloodstain? Even if questioned, he could simply say he had not seen him.

So this was absolutely foolproof!

Thinking that, the Sea King grinned. His body rose into the air as he looked toward Liuli District and observed the massive melee there.

This was the first time the Sea King had found watching others fight to the death so enjoyable.

This drama was delicious!

In the direction of Liuli District, the battle continued.

Even though Shadow Elder and the others were fighting with all their strength, they still could not match the Demon Ape Clan's terrifying combat power.

As more and more Demon Ape Clan members descended from the sky, someone finally could no longer endure it.

They did not possess the Player Race's fearlessness toward death.

For many War Merchant Guild members, death meant the end. Moreover, against the Demon Ape Clan, they could see no hope of victory whatsoever. If this continued, they felt there was no chance left.

The first to flee was the president of the Horned Dragon Fleet.

His body twisted in midair and transformed into a long serpent, flying into the distance without even saying a word to Shadow Elder.

Though he feared Shadow