Chapter 897: The Mermaids in a Passive Position
December 23, at the northern fjord entrance of Breyak, a large group of mermaids had gathered in a wide circle around a black-and-red conch shell. The red Magic Patterns on its shell kept the seawater within a dozen meters at a relatively high temperature.
At the center of the circle, a mermaid whose tail fin was longer than those of her kin held a Magic Pattern trident. This senior master of the Temple of Waves was channeling all her magic, continually studying the Magic Patterns on the trident's surface.
After retracting her Magic Field, the senior master opened her eyes and asked the High-Rank warrior beside her, "Hinak, is this trident really standard issue for every High-Rank Sea Beast?"
The High-Rank Naga temple warrior named Hinak had three deep wounds in a row on his left chest, their positions mirroring the prongs of a trident.
"Yes, Senior Master Qiaola. When I saw that Sea Lion again the next day, he had a new trident," Hinak said gravely. "These past few days, I've questioned many of our kin who withdrew from the battlefield. Every High-Rank Sea Beast they encountered carried a similar weapon. It was as though these weapons had appeared in their hands out of thin air seven days ago."
"Even a Human Grand Archmage couldn't easily produce a weapon like this," said the senior master named Qiaola. "According to what the Temple of Waves knows, only seven workshops in the Imperial Capital and five along the coast could possibly make them. But they certainly couldn't produce them in such quantities."
"Senior Master, our people have been faring terribly in battle lately. In a single month, we've lost more High-Ranks than we would normally lose in an entire campaign. Clearly, our opponents