Chapter 081 The Out-of-Control Wizard Dikla

"Did the Death Church win and kill all the fishmen on the island?"

Gawain was thoughtful, spread his wings and flew towards the fish-man city-state.

Not close yet.

It was discovered that solidified magma and thick smoke were everywhere, and the terrain in the middle of Kisame Island had been turned upside down.

He quickly flew over the city-state and found that although the murloc city-state was still there, most of the buildings in it had been destroyed and the murlocs were almost dead.

Even if I see a few occasionally, most of them are frightened and uneasy.

"Here it comes! Here it comes again!"

"Run!!"

Gawain was about to land when a murloc warrior guarding the city suddenly let out a terrified scream, turned around and ran towards the city. As soon as he ran a few steps, a black shadow jumped up to the city and stretched out his claws to kill the murloc. Capture.

Seven or eight ferocious heads swarmed up and gnawed the fish-man on the spot.

"Ah~~~"

The fishman let out a miserable cry, and finally his neck was bitten off, and all the flesh and blood was eaten away.

The monsters that were eating each other roared from the top of the city:

"Sacrifice, more sacrifices!!!"

The opponent was like a beast on all fours, with fangs and sharp claws, and seventeen heads of various sizes shaking back and forth on its shoulders. Each one was ferocious and terrifying, like a human head that had just been stripped of its skin.

The head in the middle is an old face with sparse white hair.

His face was covered with black lines, and his blood-red eyes alternated between madness and reason.

At this time.

A fishman wizard apprentice wearing a robe walked out of the dilapidated room. He looked desperate and fell to his knees on the ground in despair, crying bitterly:

"Teacher, please wake up. All the Dickla fishmen are almost dead. If you want to eat, you can eat me!"

"Sacrifice, more sacrifices!!!"

The monster continued to roar, and flew in front of the fish-man like the wind. A pair of arms stretched out from its split abdomen, and held the fish-man in his arms. Seven or eight heads stretched out, picked up the fish-man, and rushed out of the city.

The screams of fishmen being devoured echoed all the way.

"Wizard Dikla?"

Gawain closed his stinging eyes and said secretly: "It seems that the magician Dikla won and killed the people sent by the Death Church, and his own pollution seems to have become more serious, and he is on the verge of losing control."

"So...very good!"

"It is estimated that the other party will not be able to hold on for long, but judging from the other party's appearance, it seems that he is forcing the fishman to continue to sacrifice to Ares, the god of sea beasts, and he obviously still has some sense left."

Gawain thought to himself and made a decision in his heart.

He planned to take the opportunity to kill all the remaining murlocs, which would be equivalent to cutting off Wizard Dikra's escape route.

Moreover, direct confrontation with them can be avoided.

"However, this is somewhat risky. To be on the safe side, I'd better not personally participate." Gawain spread his wings and flew away from the city-state, landing on a black stone not far away, and waited silently.

"Hiss~~"

Soon, there was movement behind him.

Gawain turned around, stretched out his hand to touch, and warned:

"Go ahead and be careful!"

"Hiss~~"

The sound sounded again, and then disappeared quickly. Not long after, silent killings began to take place in the dilapidated fishman city-state.

Dark corners, dark alleys.

street.

End of the alley.

The few murlocs were consumed again. When they were alarmed, they fled the city in a hurry.

Two days later, Wizard Dikla walked out of the ruined tower again:

"Sacrifice, more sacrifices!"

"Sacrifice, more sacrifices!"

Like a ghost, he began to wander around Kisame Island, eating living creatures when he encountered them. He was full of deep hatred for all living things, but he always maintained the last trace of sanity.

Not completely out of control.

...

In the vast sea, a ghost ship is sailing to Guiyu Island, carrying thirteen halflings full of hope and longing. The city-state where they are located has encountered a terrible monster attack.

Forced to flee home.

They heard that the other side of the Earth Sea was full of mushrooms and orchards, a peaceful land without war and monsters, so they took the risk and boarded the ghost ship.

In addition to them, there are two fish-men on the boat who are out of place.

Just a moment ago, one of the fishmen rushed into the cabin where the halflings were in a frenzy, injured Cole, the strongest, and raped Afia, who was only thirteen years old.

The remaining halflings dared not speak out in anger, and could only huddle in the corner and tremble.

They are halflings, who look like children compared to the strong and scaly fishmen.

Afia sobbed quietly.

The fishman Azhi pulled up his pants and spat on Cole's face. Then he walked out of the cabin and came to the deck. After seeing the figure in the robe in front of him, he quickly ran over with a flattering look on his face:

"Lord Wilder, please come out for some air."

The fishman Wilder ignored A Qi, but looked at the skull in his hand affectionately, as if he were gazing at his wife.

The fishman Azhi is looking for something to say when he has nothing to say:

"Sir, what are you thinking about?"

Wilder finally raised his head, looked at the outline of Guisame Island in the distance, and murmured to himself: "I wonder if he, the mentor, would have forgiven my wife and children if I had asked for mercy."

The fishman Aji suddenly didn't dare to say anything.

"It's a pity it's too late."

Wilder sighed deeply, put away the skull in his hand, and ordered:

"A sea shark is swimming over here, A'er, prepare for the handover. We only brought back a dozen halflings this time, I hope the mentor won't blame us for this."

"I'll follow your orders."

The fishman A'er ran back to the cabin quickly, quickly tied up all the halflings with a rope, ignored their cries, and drove them to the deck with loud curses. He stood on tiptoe and looked around, surprised:

"It's an honor for Lord Heiman to come and pick them up in person."

"I'm a little surprised too."

Wilder nodded and shouted:

"Heiman, why are you alone?"

The fishman Heiman stood up on the back of the sea shark, looked up at the deck, and lowered his head again: "The others are still behind, I got there first, pull me up quickly, I have to go back to meditate after I'm done."

"As expected of Lord Heiman, your diligence deserves the admiration of all the Dikla fishmen."

The fishman A'er looked flattering, and without waiting for Wilder's instructions, he threw the rope down directly. Heyman grabbed the rope and quickly climbed to the edge of the boat, then stretched out his right hand to Wilder in a robe:

"Come, give me a hand."

Wilder thought Heyman's voice was a little strange, but he didn't think much about it.

He subconsciously stretched out his hand.

Heyman held Wilder's right hand tightly, stepped onto the deck, and before the other party could retract his hand, he swung Wilder up and slammed him heavily on the deck with a "boom".

Wilder was stunned by the smash, and the fishman A's was dumbfounded.

This was not over yet. The green bracelet on Heyman's right hand came to life like a snake, and instantly turned into a thick and ferocious thorn vine, which directly entangled Wilder.

If he hadn't supported an oval water cover on his body in time, he would have been strangled on the spot.

"You... you dare!"

Wilder was horrified and wanted to fight back in panic.

But Heiman suddenly took out a one-handed sword and stabbed him in the heart three times. In the blink of an eye, the water shield was pierced, and the vines tightened immediately, binding him tightly.

Wilder lost all the power to resist.

"You can die now!"

Heiman grinned, stabbed Wilder's heart with a sword, and then cut off his head with another sword. Wilder's head rolled to Heiman's feet.

On his distorted face, there was still disbelief until his death.

"Dang!"

At this time, a scale fell on the deck and broke into five petals. Heiman canceled the [Transfiguration] and transformed into the appearance of Gawain. He grinned at the stunned fishman A'ra:

"Look at who I am again?"