Luring the Enemy Deep In
Redbeard Miles lowered his head and glanced at the Holy Light Hammer stuck in his chest.
At this moment, the Holy Light Hammer had turned into specks of holy light and began to dissipate rapidly on Miles ' chest, but a large amount of crimson blood was gushing out of the bloody hole in his chest.
The intense pain even made it hard for him to breathe, and his body lost all strength in an instant.
He felt his muscles begin to spasm, coughed violently twice, and spat out a lot of blood.
Miles could feel his life force rapidly draining away; his armor, as tough as an iron barrel, was like paper in front of that Holy Light Hammer.
He lived for over three hundred years and experienced countless separations and deaths, but this time it was his turn.
He seemed to see a blood-red gate leading to the underworld. Over the years, his hands had been stained with blood. He could no longer remember how many elves, naga, and humans he had killed...
Miles felt he was destined for hell after he died.
He had never faced death before, always thinking that death was just another form of rebirth. But now, endless fear, regret, and reluctance suddenly welled up in his heart.
He had weathered countless storms in his life, but he never expected to capsize in the West Reef Islands.
He began to lose control of his body and fell backward...
At that moment, he saw the gray sky and many confidants surrounding him, calling his name repeatedly.
He couldn't even respond. His body slammed violently onto the stone pavement in front of the dock, the violent tremor causing his soul to rip out of his body.
The next moment, Miles was floating in mid-air, felt as if a Space Fissure had appeared beside him. A large hand covered with bone spurs reached out from the rift and grabbed at him. The large hand seemed to have some kind of suction force, and actually sucked his soul, which was floating in mid-air, towards it.
Through that Space Fissure, he seemed to see an endless flame burning on a barren land, with River of Lava dividing the land into pieces, and countless demons roaming freely across it.
He was so frightened that he wanted to scream, but he found that he couldn't make a sound at all...
His soul was also undergoing some changes; two sharp horns appeared on his forehead, his face began to distort, and his feet turned into cow hooves.
He was slowly transforming into a demon from hell, and a large hand covered in bone spurs reached out and grabbed his wrist.
He struggled fiercely, trying to break free from that large hand...
He was then surprised to discover that the giant hand wasn't trying to pull him into the Flame Hell at all. The giant hand, burning with blue flames, was struggling to break free from the crack. The owner of the giant hand wanted to climb out of it.
The large hand grabbed Miles's arm, and the blue flames rapidly spread across his body...
Miles felt as if some kind of power had been injected into his light body, allowing him to rediscover the taste of strength. This made Miles unable to resist letting out a roar towards the gray sky.
But the next moment, Miles saw a beam of light descend from the sky, enveloping his body.
Under the Holy Radiance, the blue flames instantly melted away, and even the large hand that was gripping Miles's soul arm was constantly emitting thick black smoke. The large hand seemed to be enduring intense pain, trembling incessantly, yet it refused to retract its hand back into the Space Fissure.
Even after the entire arm was melted away by the divine light, a roar full of resentment seemed to still emanate from within the Space Fissure.
Miles felt his body, once brimming with chaotic power, deflate like a punctured balloon. His soul became ethereal and transparent, and the Space Fissure around him slowly closed. Miles tried to swim towards the Space Fissure, but an invisible force pulled him into the sky...
The world he saw had lost all color. A staircase covered with Other Shore Flower and bones appeared beneath his feet—this was the path to the world of the dead...
At this moment, Miles was being pulled by some force and disappeared on the path of bones covered with flowers of the other shore.
After Roy cast ' Hammer of Judgment ', he then cast ' Purification Art ' on Miles was beginning to turn evil.
After purifying Miles's soul, the Divine Light surrounding his body transformed into a massive vortex of Magic Power, continuously channeling it into the Sacred Tree that appeared behind him. The Sacred Tree was growing rapidly at a visible speed.
Roy felt his body filled with Holy Light Power. He was just a little bit away from becoming a first-order High Priest. His body felt like a balloon that had been inflated to its limit. If just a little more Holy Light Power was added, his body would burst.
At that time, he might become a first-tier High Priest...
But at that very moment, the surrounding sacred particles seemed to completely disappear, and the Magic Power vortex filled with sacred energy also vanished.
Roy felt as if he was just one thin layer of paper away from being pierced through a window, but he just couldn't seem to break through it...
At this moment, his hands and feet were tinged with gold by the abundant holy aura, and the patterns on the Holy Scepter and the Hammer of Judgment Book in his hands were filled with golden radiance.
A group of Gray Dwarf Bandit rushed out from the dock and were stunned to see their Chieftain, Redbeard Miles, lying on the stone pavement, his body almost completely stained red with blood.
"The Chieftain is dead, the Chieftain is dead..."
Some of the Gray Dwarf Bandit had already cried out in alarm.
The Gray Dwarf Bandit slowed their pace. A group of Redbeard Miles's henchmen surrounded the corpse and noticed that Miles's pupils had turned white.
One of Redbeard's henchmen suddenly stood up and shouted to the bewildered Gray Dwarf Bandit on the dock, "We're avenging our Chieftain! Everyone, follow us and charge up there to take West Reef Main Island..."
The roar immediately alerted the surrounding Gray Dwarf Bandit.
All eyes were on the Gray Dwarf Bandit Gray Dwarf Bandit, who braced himself and raised his warhammer above his head before looking at the Half-Elf Warrior had retreated outside the dock.
Gray Dwarf kept jumping from the rafts onto the dock.
At this time, the entire dock was crowded with Gray Dwarf.
Who knows how many Gray Dwarf were still hiding in the rolling thick fog? As they approached the dock, these Gray Dwarf turned into a vast, dark mass...
Someone led the charge, and the Gray Dwarf Bandit immediately followed.
Countless Gray Dwarf Bandit charged toward the square formation of Half-Elf Warrior that had just assembled outside the dock. Shields clashed against shields, the metallic scraping sound particularly grating.
The Gray Dwarf Bandit were clearly much stronger than the Half-Elf warriors. However, the Half-Elf Warrior formed a square formation. When the two sides collided, the Half-Elf Warrior at the back used their shoulders to brace against the backs of their companions in front. By working together to withstand the impact, the spearmen in the fourth row could then thrust their spears out through the gaps in the square formation.
The Gray Dwarf Bandit did not form a battle formation; they simply charged in with their strong bodies.
The Gray Dwarf Bandit at the front failed to break through the Half-Elf Warrior ' formation. They didn't even have a chance to catch their breath before the Gray Dwarf Bandit behind them arrived one after another, pushing the Gray Dwarf Bandit in front of them onto the Half-Elf Warrior ' shields like pies.
The Gray Dwarf Bandit Gray Dwarf Bandit collided were immediately thrown into chaos, with some even stepping on the bodies of their companions in front of them as they lunged towards the square formation of the Half-Elf Warrior.
The iron hammers wielded by the Gray Dwarf Bandit would smash into the light cavalry armor of the Half-Elf Warrior Half-Elf Warrior, sending them staggering backward.
The dwarves are skilled at using square iron hammers, and they fight with a completely reckless ferocity...
Even the death of Redbeard Miles did not affect the morale of the Gray Dwarf Bandit; on the contrary, it made them even more ferocious, forcing the Half-Elf Warrior ' formation to retreat repeatedly.
Roy was caught in the middle of the Half-Elf Warrior ' formation, being swept back by the formation.
Although Roy later killed three more Gray Dwarf Bandit with his Holy Hammer, it had no impact on the course of the battle...
Once the front-line Half-Elf Warrior are exhausted, they will retreat in unison, and the second-line Half-Elf Warrior will take the opportunity to move up...
Large numbers of Gray Dwarf Bandit poured out of the docks and quickly joined the battle.
Roy discovered that there were far more Gray Dwarf Bandit landing on the island this time than last time, and countless gray Dwarf Warrior emerged from the thick fog.
The Half-Elf Warrior ' formation was no match for the surging tide of Gray Dwarf Bandit. Led by Roy, they could only fight and retreat on the docks before retreating into the dense forest behind them.
The Gray Dwarf Bandit followed in the footsteps of the Half-Elf Warrior and charged into the jungle.
A group of Elf Archer standing on the branches of the trees immediately stepped forward, and hundreds of Half-Elf simultaneously unleashed a rain of arrows, giving the Gray Dwarf Bandit a head-on blow.
A series of crisp, clanging sounds echoed through the jungle. Most of the Fletched Arrow the Gray Dwarf Bandit ' full chainmail, falling to the ground as they failed to penetrate the Fletched Arrow. Only a few Fletched Arrow that struck gaps in the armor managed to remain lodged in the Gray Dwarf Bandit ' bodies.
The Half-Elf archers, who had been lying in ambush in the jungle, were unable to stop the Gray Dwarf Bandit' advance. They jumped down from the trees and took cover behind them, launching a new round of horizontal shots at the Gray Dwarf Bandit...
As they closed the distance, some of the Gray Dwarf Bandit were shot in the neck with arrows and fell to the ground in the forest clearing.
The Gray Dwarf Bandit charged into the dense, overgrown forest. The traps Roy had set up in the forest a few days earlier kept being triggered. Although they were wearing iron boots, the ankles of the boots were connected with leather. The Gray Dwarf Bandit Gray Dwarf bandits stepped on the animal traps, which caught right on their ankles.
During the pursuit, many more Gray Dwarf fell into traps in the dense forest.
Roy led his Half-Elf Warrior in a fighting retreat, heading towards the West Island.
The main island of the West Reef Islands consists of three islands connected together.
At low tide, a large stretch of beach will be exposed between the three islands...
The West Island was covered in lush vegetation. Roy wanted to deal with the Gray Dwarf Bandit Gray Dwarf Bandit West Island, so he deliberately led them in that direction. No race was better at jungle warfare than the elves, and the Gray Dwarf Bandit were no match for them.
The Gray Dwarf Bandit chased the Half-Elf Warrior like madmen.
They've been chasing them all this way, and many of the Gray Dwarf Bandit have already been wounded...
If Redbeard Miles were still alive, he would have brought the red-eyed Gray Dwarf Bandit back to the ship by now.
But now that Redbeard Miles's body is cold, no one can stand up and restrain these Gray Dwarf Bandit.
Roy's plan to lure the enemy in was executed perfectly, successfully leading a large group of Gray Dwarf Bandit to the island on the west side of the main island.
As dusk fell, Roy hid behind a thicket of bushes and watched as a group of Gray Dwarf Bandit crossed the beach and rushed into the dense forests of West Island. Only then did he breathe a long sigh of relief.
The Half-Elf Warrior of the Guard Regiment were now scattered throughout the dense forests of the West Island...
The jungle war, led by the Half-Elf, also quickly unfolded on the West Island.
Roy turned to Captain Timothy and Vice Captain Tennyson, who were following behind him, and said, "Let's go, let's go check out the docks..."
A group of Dark Moon Elf Warrior followed Roy across the mist-shrouded beach, quickly making their way back to the main island's dock.
Not all the Gray Dwarf Bandit chased after the Half-Elf Warrior to the West Island. Small groups of Half-Elf Warrior still roamed around the main island, and some Gray Dwarf Bandit even ran into the Silver Moon Elf village...
A number of Gray Dwarf Bandit had also gathered at the docks. Roy had secretly returned with his Dark Moon Elf Warrior, intending to clear out these Gray Dwarf bandits from the docks.
The already dilapidated dock was further wrecked by the Gray Dwarf Bandit, leaving only a few sampans to venture out into the sea.
Redbeard Miles's body still lay on the pile of logs at the dock, along with many other Redbeard Miles Gray Dwarf Bandit.
Roy and his Dark Moon Elf Warrior hid behind a patch of black reefs at the edge of the beach, where a dozen or so Flying Fish Boat were also concealed.
The Dark Moon Elf Warrior boarded their Flying Fish Boat and slowly approached the dock in the twilight mist...
A row of leather rafts was moored at the dock; it was these rafts that had transported the Gray Dwarf Bandit from the sea to the dock.
The ships were drafted quite deep, and the area was full of Coral Reef, so the gray Gray Dwarf Bandit Gray Dwarf Bandit ' Three-Masted Sailboat couldn't get in. They could only be transported here by rafts.
Roy's target this time was the raft moored next to the dock.
The Dark Moon Elf Warrior vanished into the mist, then one by one they leaped into the sea, stealthily swimming towards the docks...
They swam to the rafts and stabbed them one by one with daggers.
Then they all dived into the water and left silently.
The Gray Dwarf Bandit guarding the shore had no idea that the rafts were slowly sinking.
Once the Dark Moon Elf Warrior returned to their Flying Fish Boat, Roy led the seventeen Flying Fish Boat toward the location where the Three-Masted Sailboat were moored...
The fog concealed these Three-Masted Sailboat Flying Fish Boat very well, and Roy couldn't see through it to find them. However, he had lived in West Reef Islands for over a month and was very familiar with the area, especially the deep waters where ships could anchor, which he had investigated long ago.
Roy quickly found the Three-Masted Sailboat...