High Priest
On the watchtower.
Lu Yuan took in everything.
Song of the Deep Sea, Blood Tide Sacrifice, Blood Marsh...
The opponent attacked one move after another, clearly stalling for time.
His gaze fell on the warehouse in the distance.
No prompting was needed, because in Lu Yuan's eyes, the black mist surrounding the Warehouse District reached its peak at the moment the blood rain fell.
There is indeed a problem with the warehouse.
Old Morgan's words Echo in my ears:
"If you believe the situation is not right, you have the right to open fire."
I trust your judgment.
Lu Yuan did not hesitate.
He turned the control panel in front of him and adjusted the aiming direction of one of the cannon barrels.
It wasn't aimed at the Fishmen on the battlefield.
Instead, he aimed at the warehouse, after all, the Alchemical Cannon equipped on the Deep-Sea Hunter were still unforgettable to Lu Yuan.
Now that we have control, of course we'll let the Deep Sea Church have a good taste of it.
The next moment.
Runes lit up, and the dark muzzle locked onto the target.
"Bang!"
A black beam of light tore through the rain and hurtled straight toward the warehouse!
Inside the warehouse.
Boom!!!
The entire warehouse suddenly shook violently.
The wooden beams of the roof broke, and rubble fell from the ceiling.
The high priest suddenly looked up, a hint of surprise flashing in his cloudy green eyes.
The Flesh barrier erected around the warehouse blocked the attack, but the shockwave still made the entire building shake violently.
The blood rain in the air also trembled violently, and its rhythm became noticeably disordered.
"Alchemical Cannon?"
The high priest muttered to himself, a hint of surprise in his voice.
When did the Night Watcher here get equipped with this kind of thing?
But soon, a cold smile crept onto his lips.
Unexpected, but nothing more.
It's not unusual for the Night Watcher to have some trump cards up their sleeves.
A gray-robed man staggered in, his voice filled with fear:
"Sir! They have ranged weapons! The blood rain has been disrupted!"
The high priest waved his tentacle, signaling him to step back.
"One shot is nothing; even if another one comes, it won't do anything to me."
His tone was calm, yet radiated absolute confidence.
But the next moment, another gray-robed man rushed in, his voice filled with despair:
"Sir! That golden monster and the woman with the hammer... they've gotten much faster! We can't stop them!"
The high priest's expression finally turned serious.
Once the rhythm of the Blood Tide Sacrifice is interrupted, its suppressive effect on the battlefield will be greatly reduced.
He walked to the door and looked outside.
Really.
Xi Wading's golden figure was charging wildly through the Blood Marsh, more than twice as fast as before.
Alice's Thunder Hammer slammed down repeatedly, blasting the Fishmen into pieces.
The warehouse... is right next door.
"Stop them!"
The high priest gave the order in a cold voice.
A dozen or so men in gray robes rushed out of the warehouse, trying to stop them.
But they were no match for them at all, not even much stronger than the merfolk.
Alice's warhammer swept across, lightning exploded, and the two gray-robed men were instantly reduced to charred remains.
Xi Wading's golden blade slashed down, cleaving the Fishmen blocking his path in two, and he continued on his way.
It's impossible to stop them.
The high priest watched this scene, a hint of anger flashing in his eyes.
"What a bunch of useless trash."
He turned to the gray-robed man beside him and said, "Take your things and go out the back door."
"But the back door..."
"I'll clear the way."
The words had barely left his mouth.
The atmosphere inside the warehouse suddenly changed.
The flickering candlelight went out at the same time.
In the darkness, the scales on the high priest's body began to glow with a ghostly blue light.
The melody of the Song of the Deep Sea suddenly rose, becoming sharp and piercing.
That was... a harbinger of an impending explosion.
Side of the warehouse.
Alice finally reached the target location.
Her body was covered in black blood, her breathing was heavy, but her eyes remained sharp.
She saw several men in grey robes trying to escape through the back door of the warehouse, each carrying a box wrapped in black cloth.
"Stop!"
She roared, and her warhammer swept across, blocking their path.
The Hidden Sentry also emerged from the alley behind, a dozen Alchemy Crossbow simultaneously aimed at the gray-robed men.
"Put down your things, kneel down and surrender, and you might at least be allowed to die a complete death."
Alice's voice was cold.
But the gray-robed man remained oblivious and continued charging forward.
Before Alice could step forward to stop him...
The warehouse roof was ripped off.
It wasn't an explosion.
Instead, it was "stretched open".
A figure draped in Deep Blue robe slowly rose and hovered in mid-air.
His face was covered by a hood, but you could see that his jaw was covered with fine scales.
It was that high priest.
He looked down at Alice, his voice seeming to come from underwater:
"Little Night Watcher's Watch girl... do you think you can stop Mother's will by blocking a few roads?"
The moment the words left his mouth.
Alice's breath hitched.
It wasn't because of fear.
Instead, it's the body instinctively issuing warnings.
The hairs on his back stood on end, and his fingers gripping the warhammer tightened involuntarily.
That feeling...
Like prey being targeted by the Deep Sea monster.
It felt like standing on the edge of the Abyss.
Every inch of my skin is screaming "Danger!"
Just making eye contact made her heart skip a beat.
Alice took a deep breath, suppressing her body's instinctive reaction.
She's not a novice.
She had seen Contamination, monsters, and things that crawled out of the Abyss.
But what's in front of me...
Just standing there made my body feel heavy.
But she did not back down.
"Deep Sea Church."
She raised her warhammer, and lightning gathered on its head.
"You have threatened the security of the Empire and have wantonly Contamination its people; your crimes deserve death!"
The high priest smiled.
"Interesting."
He raised one of his tentacles and waved it gently.
The liquid in the Blood Marsh instantly condensed, transforming into dozens of blood-red spears, which shot towards Alice simultaneously.
Alice swung her warhammer to parry, and lightning exploded, shattering most of the spears.
But there are too many.
Several blades grazed her arms and shoulders, leaving deep wounds, and blood flowed down the seams of her armor.
She let out a muffled groan, but didn't stop walking.
The warhammer was raised high and smashed directly at the high priest!
The high priest dodged to the side, and with a flick of his tentacles, he actually wrapped them around the head of the warhammer.
Lightning exploded on his tentacles, leaving only a few scorch marks.
"Is that all the strength you've got?"
The high priest's tone was sarcastic.
"You Night Watcher, each generation is worse than the last."
He swung out another tentacle, aiming straight for Alice's neck.
At the critical moment.
A giant golden blade slashed down from the side!
Xi Wading!
He broke through the barrier of the Blood Marsh at some point, his body radiating golden light, and his giant blade aimed straight for the high priest's back.
The high priest was forced to release Alice and turned to block.
The tentacles collided with the giant blade, unleashing blinding sparks.
"Even the empire's lackeys have arrived?"
The high priest took two steps back, his tone tinged with amusement.
"Perfect... let me show you what the power of the Deep Sea is all about."
He opened his arms.
The surrounding rainwater began to flow backwards, converging on him.
The liquid in the Blood Marsh was also writhing, moving towards him like living things.
The sound of the Song of the Deep Sea became deafening after he appeared.
Something enormous was taking shape in the rain behind him.
It was an outline formed from rainwater and blood, standing five or six meters tall.
It wasn't fully formed yet, but it already exuded a suffocating pressure.
Alice and Xi Wading's expressions changed simultaneously.
We can't let this thing take shape!