Red and green intertwined like a bloody painting.

However, surprisingly, even after encountering such terrifying and brutal slaughter, the timid goblins did not flee in panic.

Instead, they raised their weapons and launched attacks against the noble warriors.

The result, naturally, they were harvested in one strike along with their companions.

Chapter 150.

Fierce battle at sea.

For defensive lines, it wasn't until 2 hours had passed that the slaughter finally came to a halt.

It wasn't because the wolf warriors had developed a heart of compassion, nor were they tired.

It was simply because the enemy had been completely wiped out.

A glance around revealed severed limbs and scattered bodies with the corpses of the green-skinned monsters stretching endlessly.

The wolf warriors were covered in blood, almost transformed into blood wolves.

Yet, they were in high spirits filled with excitement as they celebrated their victory.

However, they did not rejoice for long.

As in the distance at the border, the mist surged wildly once again with a large number of monsters emerging from it.

The main fighting force was still at tier three, but the foes had transformed from goblins into weirwolves, and the elite units had morphed into a heavily armored minur legion.

Before long, fierce battles erupted again in this area.

In the southern coastal area of the Kanglin River Domain, fierce battles were also taking place.

After more than 20 years of development, the Naga tribe had become the largest force in the region, expanding their dominion to the very edge of the deep sea.

The number of dark nagas had reached 700,000, while the dark mermen exceeded three and a half million.

The number of aquatic slaves under them was even more staggering, reaching into the tens of millions.

Although there was a mix of various sea creatures, most of them being lesser fish races, the sheer number alone was enough to intimidate a batch of players.

It should be noted that the dark creatures transform from the authority wielded by Sue Shing Yu, even if they interbred, would only produce half-dark creatures unless both parents were of a high tier.

Moreover, most dark aquatic races could only be classified as half-dark creatures.

True dark creatures constituted only about 30 of their population.

Therefore, their offspring remained ordinary aquatic creatures.

At best, more attuned to darkness and more suited to corruption than normal beings.

Nonetheless, they still dominated this sea area, sweeping through all surrounding aquatic tribes.

At this moment, their challengers appeared once again.

Dense numbers of sea creatures were visible to the naked eye, led by serpent men, followed by large-headed mermen, launching an attack on the dark aquatic tribe stronghold.

You foolish creatures daring to offend my lord.

You all deserve to die.

The commander defending this stronghold was a dark naga who had ascended to the epic tier at level seven, possessing immense power.

Witnessing these weak beings whom he usually couldn't be bothered to glance at, daring to attack the Naga tribe, he was instantly filled with rage and charged out with the warriors of the Naga tribe in the sea due to the mobility of aquatic races.

Normal fortifications were utterly incapable of defense.

Moreover, the weapons of the aquatic races had to be specially made to be usable freely underwater without being overly affected by water pressure.

Currently, the equipment of the Naga tribe was actually purchased from outside by Su Shing Yu and then modified.

The development of aquatic races was entirely different from that on land.

Typically, the equipment that the main warriors of the Eternal Knight Empire received after replacements were given to subsidiary tribes, and the Naga tribe was also a subsidiary tribe, but they could not use the returned equipment.

In simple terms, the dark aquatic races could not benefit from the technological advantages of the Eternal Knight Empire.

Thus, their fortifications, like those of other aquatic tribes, had almost no defensive capabilities.

The only way to fend off external enemies was to charge out and drive them back.

30,000 dark naga warriors, agile and cold-faced, brandished long spears, dawn black scales, and charged out with over 100,000 dark mermen and several hundred,000 aquatic slaves.

Their eyes were filled with anger and killing intent, as if they wanted to utterly annihilate all enemies.

In an instant, they clashed with the incoming mixed army of serpent men and merman.

D.

The Naga commander roared, swinging his spear, unleashing a black shock wave that sliced through a circle of serpent warriors, instantly severing them in half.

A torrent of blood spilled forth.

The bodies of those serpent warriors split cleanly at the waist, slowly sinking to the seabed.

The dark naga warriors followed closely behind their attacks coming like a torrential storm overwhelming the serpent mixed army which couldn't withstand the assault and was soon breached.

The dark naga warriors accompanied by dark mermen continuously launched charges even with their larger numbers.

The serpent mixed army was unable to resist the attack and was completely suppressed.

The serpent mixed army was like a massive flock of sheep while the naga army was a pack of wolves.

The large flock was gradually torn apart under the assault of the wolves.

Broken into smaller groups and then hunted down by the wolfpack.

Blood sacrificed to the ancestors.

Heads for our lord.

Blood sacrifice to the ancestors.

Heads for our lord.

Blood sacrificed to the ancestors.

Heads for our lord.

The shouts rang out as the naga warriors slaughtered furiously, their eyes turning crimson, their fighting style growing increasingly ferocious.

The Naga warriors casually thrust their spears, piercing through two Murman warriors in succession, then sweeping to the side.

The spear tips slicing through a serpent warrior's neck, directly decapitating it.

Under the relentless assault of the dark aquatic army, the serpent coalition was being decimated at an alarming speed.

Blood dying the sea with dismembered corpses floating to the surface and others sinking to the depths.

In the Eternal Knight Empire on the eastern border 200 km away from the giant tree city, there was a border town inhabited by humans and Treyants which housed an epic level vine of Tier 7, a super creature transplanted from elsewhere.

Beneath the town, countless magical wolves gathered, letting out deafening howls, their eyes glowing green.

Fangs beared, revealing a strong desire to attack.

Under the city walls, many corpses lay a thick smell of blood permeating the air, continually stimulating the nerves of the wolf pack.

These corpses were left by the previous wave of attackers who had tried to seize the town but were annihilated.

The bodies were desiccated like firewood.

Their blood drained while the blood red trant warriors at top the walls, tall and powerful with deep red skin still stained with fresh blood, laughed maniacally at the wolves below, seemingly mocking their weakness and ineptitude.

The black armored human warriors stood calmly holding long knives, their posture straight, resembling war machines, standing firm in their duties.

Just looking at them provided a sense of security.

Howl.

Finally, under the Wolf King's roar, the Wolfpack erupted into a chorus of howls and charged madly toward the city walls, attempting to climb up.

The human warriors swiftly launched a counterattack.

Their strikes were precise and rapid, each swing accompanied by blade energy, cutting down the climbing magical wolves.

The magical wolves were cleaved apart, emitting heart-wrenching screams as they fell down.

Some of the stronger magical wolves, taking advantage of their momentum, leaped directly toward the walls in an attempt to fly up.

However, halfway there, blood red short spears were hurled, striking the magical wolves with lightning speed, piercing their bodies and causing them to lose balance and fall to the ground.

The trance spearthrowers at top the walls cheered in delight upon seeing their handiwork.

A robust magical wolf leader, larger than its kind, stood out on the battlefield.

Its muscles were well-developed, and its thick fur exuded a sense of overwhelming pressure.

Its eyes glinted with a fierce light.

As if ready to launch a deadly assault at any moment.

After another batch of its subordinates was shot down, seizing the opportunity, the magical wolf leader instantly dashed out, transforming into a streak of blood red light, racing toward the city walls.

Its speed was so extreme that it was impossible to accurately capture its figure in almost an instant.

It had moved from the center of the wolf pack to near the city wall, crossing half the battlefield.

Then it leaped up and jumped onto the city wall.

It had just caught the throwing gap of the trance spear thrower, allowing it to jump up without obstruction.

Just as the wolf commander was about to land on the city wall, a tall blood red figure leaped up from above the wall, swinging a giant hammer down.

It was a seventh tier triant commander.

A glint of cunning flashed in the wolf commander's eyes as it darted, flying in a zigzag pattern to narrowly evade the incoming giant hammer.

Its movements were agile and swift, leaving everyone in awe.

Circling around the Trey commander and looking down at the Treyantss and humans below, the wolf commander as beastly eyes flashed with a hint of ferocity.

However, the city walls defending soldiers remained completely calm as they watched the giant wolf leaping towards them.

Just as the wolf was about to land, countless thorny vines surged forward with even greater speed, and snaring one of its hind legs before it could react to evade.

The powerful force from the thorny vines wrapped around the wolf commander's leg caused its body to instantly lose balance, and the short spines embedded into its flesh, injecting fierce toxins into it.

The wolf commander struggled desperately, trying to break free from the thorn's restraint.