CHAPTER 430: THE MURLOC SHAMAN (1/1)
Jezsere was already on the verge of tears at this point. The timid girl that she was clearly wasn’t prepared for a sudden attack. However, because she was worried that her crying might affect me, she forcefully held back any further crying. Even so, her shivering hands grasping on my arms was more than enough of a signal to me that she was very afraid. With how close she was to me now, her fragrance was constantly wafting into my nose, but I wasn’t in any position to bask in its glory for the time being.
Curse you, look what you fish heads did! My lucky charm is all scared now. You’d better watch out, else I’ll get my Devil King Idol to make fish paste out of all of you.
Yet just when I was about to call forth my Devil King Idol to flatten them, a spinning stone spear came screeching towards me from a distance away. Just from how furiously it was rotating, I could already tell it was going to be at least a few times stronger than an ordinary stone spear. Naturally, I had no intention of testing my luck against such an attack. I grabbed Jezsere by the waist and tumbled to the floor, narrowly dodging the spear.
You’re all dead! Who was that that threw the spear? I’ll teach you to try and ambush me like that!
I gazed in the direction of the spear and so happened to come upon a weaponless Murloc still standing in a daze… that’s the one! It has to be him!
My eyes narrowed in on the soon-to-be dead fish, and with a flap of my wings, sent a volley of Mana Feathers right at him. This time, I didn’t just fire them out as usual. Thanks to the inspiration from that spinning spear, I had the brilliant idea to add a high-speed rotation to my Mana Feathers as well.
Thanks to that, my Mana Feathers seemed more like drills than feathers as they sped towards the dazed Murloc…
An instant later, the Mana Feathers had closed the gap between us thanks to its newfound speed, piercing right through the eyes of that Murloc without any difficulty whatsoever!
However, that wasn’t the end either. After killing the first Murloc, my Mana Feathers continued onwards without any signs of slowing down at all. It was only until it collided with the third Murloc that it finally exploded, leaving that poor Murloc with horrendous injuries.
The sheer power demonstrated in just the short span of a few seconds was so shocking, it even startled me. Never would I have expected that just adding a spin to these Mana Feathers would lead to such a massive increase in penetration power. Not only did that one single volley kill off two Murlocs, it even maimed a third when it no longer had the power to pierce it. Now, that just wasn’t fair!
Barely a second later, I was already focusing my mana into a volley of my new and improved Mana Feathers. A couple of flaps later, I had easily slain over a dozen Murlocs.
Seeing how I was able to massacre their brethren so easily with one spell, even their renewed morale wasn’t enough to prevent the survivors from routing. With a nonsensical but fear-filled gurgle, the survivors all scrambled towards the safety of the river. As they stumbled head over tail to escape, everyone of them was cursing their parents right now for not giving them a longer pair of legs.
“Brrrrggpletely shattered into the ground without ever threatening that Dark Elf.
The ten Dark Elf attendants rushed forward like hungry wolves, eager for their prey. Whoever stood in their way were quickly slammed aside or skewered by their deadly longswords. Now that they had pulled out all the stocks, there was no way a bunch of Murlocs who were at most Four-star could ever hope to stop them.
By now, that Murloc Shaman was beginning to realise that if he didn’t flee now, he was doomed. Behind him was the Brackishwaters River, his safe haven away from the impending doom in front of him. All it would take was one leap from him and he was safe.
However, there was no way I would ever let it go at this point. The moment it showed signs of escaping, I flew up into the air and activated my Shadow Guardian. It immediately stretched itself out as a shadow on the ground and rushed right towards the shaman. And before I could even say mmmrrrggglll, the fleeing Murloc Shaman was captured.
The Murloc Shaman tried desperately to break free of the shadowy binding, but the moment it did so, it was confronted by a couple of scythe-like weapons. The Shadow Guardian stabbed its bladed arms right into the shoulders of the Murloc Shaman without any hesitation, nailing it to the ground.
“MMMMMRRRRRRGGWWWLL!”
The Murloc Shaman screamed at the top of its lungs, face even more ugly than it already was before.