Chapter 923: Chapter 461: Meteor, Consecutive Slashes

In the eyes of human fishermen by the sea, the Sha Hua Fishmen are ferocious and violent bloodthirsty demons.

However, they have their own writing and language, and have established their own civilization in the depths of the ocean.

To some extent, they can also be considered a type of intelligent creature.

When they venture out to plunder in groups, due to their habits and nature, they mostly operate in small, scattered groups.

Led by a Sha Hua Fishman Priest, supplemented by several Elite Level guards, along with ordinary Fishman underlings as cannon fodder.

Simple, yet effective.

As spellcasters, the Fishman Priests often possess higher intelligence and judgment than their peers. They may not understand complex tactics, but with accumulated experience, they can manage small-scale skirmishes quite adequately.

Currently, facing human adventurers who have inexplicably intruded during the ritual, this Priest only needs to give a slight command, and the Fishmen start surrounding them with "gurgling" sounds.

It has experience dealing with such solitary human adventurers.

First, it lets the underlings probe. If the opponent’s strength is ordinary, there’s no need to say more, just kill and be done with it; but if they discover a powerful and tricky opponent, even if their side has numerical superiority but finds it hard to break through, then it has ample time to consider whether to continue the fight or retreat momentarily.

It can even be considered cautious.

Even on an open beach where any disturbance can be clearly seen, with the sea beside them providing a ready escape, this Fishman Priest still instructs two Elite Level guards to stay close as a precaution against special circumstances.

And in fact, it was probably overthinking.

When the Fishmen had surrounded a red-haired female adventurer in the distance, there was no particular movement from the woods and shrubs by the sandy beach.

It seemed the opponent was indeed alone.

The only thing slightly unexpected was that this adventurer’s strength seemed much stronger than any they had encountered before.

The scorching air currents felt even from afar, and the flash of a crimson sharp shadow in the distant air, made its heart tremble with trepidation, and a growing urge to retreat arose.

While the Fishman Priest was considering whether to continue fighting or allow the Fishmen to retreat into the sea and reassess the situation later.

An unexpected shadow flitted across the corner of its eye.

Instinctively looked up.

The blazing, dazzling sunlight became the best camouflage at this moment, causing the Fishman Priest’s black fish eyes to squint instinctively, making it difficult to identify the rapidly moving object in the air.

In two seconds, it realized it was a short-tailed albatross of a size far exceeding the ordinary.

A half-second later, it noticed the dark object hanging below it.

By then, amidst the flapping wing sounds, the albatross had reached its overhead.

Ang——

A mysterious, high-pitched wolf howl suddenly erupted, and the Fishman Priest felt a tightening in its chest, an unprecedented sense of danger surfacing in its heart.

Subconsciously squeezing the conch in its hand, magic particles quickly gathered.

But the spell had not yet taken shape when, amidst the resonating wolf howl on the beach, its dark fish eyes, already devoid of light, blurred for a moment.

[Night Mother’s Gaze] quietly took effect, spreading fear.

At that moment, it, for some reason, suddenly recalled the hunter shark that almost bit half its body off when it was a child, and the massive shadow slowly gliding through the lightless deep sea, gradually closing in on it.

Fortunately, the daze lasted only a moment.

In the next instant, the Fishman Priest broke free from the fear, having succeeded the perception check.

But it was just this blink of hesitation that made it miss the best counterattack opportunity.

"Boom..."

Accompanied by the prolonged wolf howl, it was the harsh sound produced by the air being torn apart.

Reflecting against the azure sky, the short-tailed albatross’s body suddenly lightened, rising upward.

A white feather fell silently from the abdomen, gently swaying twice in the air before it was about to fall.

Suddenly, a gust of wind swept through, freezing the feather in mid-air.

The black powerful qi surging from below blew the naturally falling white feather much higher into the sky.

Ang——

The wolf howl sounded.

The dark powerful wind, like light and mist, transformed into flickering mane, wildly spreading open backward, vaguely outlining the ferocious silhouette of a wolf within; the illusory ink-colored afterimage stretched extremely long, leaving behind a fading black and gray trail.

Almost a dive, differing from the solid appearance of the Black Wolf walking on water earlier, Xia Nan, plummeting from the sky, couldn’t gain momentum, surrounded by nothing but intangible air, unable to leverage any force, only relying on the active application of gravity from [Gravity Control] to explode speed as much as possible, enhancing the power of [Teeth Hunting].

This black wolf, plummeting from the sky, almost had no discernible full-body structure, just a blurred formation of a wolf beast where the blade pointed, with the rear body entirely transformed into an illusory trailing stream.

Glancing from afar, it resembled a dark comet plummeting at high speed.

The air was filled with the harsh noise of air bursts mixed with the wolf howls, even from a long distance, one could already feel those fierce and sharp air currents.

It’s hard to imagine what was going through the Fishman Priest’s mind at this moment, watching the "comet" hurtling down straight above it.