But strangely, the gray-robed man who had been cut in half did not scream or even struggle. He simply fell stiffly to the ground.
The Night Watchers could not worry about anything else. Seeing Captain Mary charge in and kill, their morale surged as they began to fight back.
Those wielding Alchemical Firearms started adjusting their firing rhythm. Though the water curtain weakened the bullets' power, the dense barrage still provided effective suppression.
The melee fighters drew their Enchanted Longswords and clashed with the gray-robed men under the enhancement of silver light.
But the gray-robed men made their move as well.
Another round of eerie chanting rang out. Pale blue patterns began appearing across the gray-robed men's bodies, and they became faster and stronger at the same time.
The blessing of the Deep Sea!
The two sides' enhancements collided, and the battlefield descended into a brutal melee.
Sword light crisscrossed with broken weapons. Though the gray-robed men's weapons were crude, their fearless fighting style and overwhelming numbers allowed them to withstand the Night Watchers' assault. The battle fell into a deadlock.
Lu Yuan's brow furrowed tighter and tighter.
At this rate, Mary would not be able to hold on.
Lu Yuan then looked at Mo Shui. "I'm going out."
Mo Shui drifted out of the notebook. Rarely, she did not immediately object. "...Are you sure?"
"That caster has to die. Otherwise, their firepower won't recover."
Mo Shui fell silent for a moment, then sighed.
"I need to tell you something."
Her tone was somewhat helpless. "I fought that Priest earlier, and then I pulled you along in the Strange Dream... I'm injured now."
"If you go out and fight, I might not be able to protect you."
Lu Yuan froze.
Mo Shui was injured?
She had never mentioned it before.