Chapter 151: Defeating the Murloc Tidecaller
The murloc chaos did not escape the eyes of the Murloc Tidecaller.
This high-level murloc, hidden in the Silvermoon River, anxiously watched the se before it.
It opes mouth to shout loudly, but the distant murlocs showed no signs of improvement.
It could only and a rge group of elite murloearby to charge into the fray, attempting to restore order and assert its authority through violence.
Unfortunately, it failed!
The habit of obedience could not overe their instinctual "love" for flesh.
Seeing that most of the murlocs were ied, and with its own limited intelligehe Murloc Tidecaller decided to make o attempt.
A dazzling red "Bloodlust" aura spread out in all dires.
However, this aura did not increase intelligence or willpower!
As a result, the once-powerful buff was pletely useless in dispelling the murlocs' fusion and instead revealed the Tidecaller’s position.
Waiting by the Silvermoon River, Matthew saw the Murloc Tidecaller immediately through Yaya's enhanced vision.
He also obtained some of its information.
Aside from being a Level 13 Murloc Tidecaller...
It was surrounded by four Level 8-10 murloc diviners.
Alongside them were more than 20 Murloc Warriors, each of whom possessed the strength of a mid-tier warrior.
This was the core force trolling tens of thousands of murlocs—if they were defeated, the naturally chaotic murlocs would quickly fall apart.
Murlocs shared a trait with kobolds and goblins.
The more they gathered, the higher the ce of a stronger murloc emerging.
If this Murloc Tidecaller tio survive...
It could use the ongoing u tens of thousands of murloder its and.
There was a high probability it could further advas power level!
"It won’t have that ce!"
Matthew's gaze was filled with calm killing i.
He recalled that the murlorest usually sted only about half a month, and with Bay Territory’s reserves, they could easily e.
But retreating into defense was never Matthew's way.
As a newly-established territory, the most important thing was to show determination and ce in expansion.
Only then could a healthy, forward-looking culture be fostered, produg a people with the spirit of exploration.
Anyone who dared to hinder Bay Territory's progress would be dealt with by Matthew without hesitation.
More importantly, during this murlorest, something signifit was happening in the Misty Marshes.
Matthew didn’t want to miss it—this was something he had been pnning for a long time.
Following Matthew's order to attack, Yaya swooped down from the sky without a sound.
She wasn’t noticed by the murlotil she was right by the shallow banks of the Silvermoon River.
"Gurgle..."
"Wah!"
"Ooh..."
Strange cries echoed all around.
The Murloc Tidecaller sensed danger, but before it could react, a gray beam of light shot down.
The Murloc Tidecaller screeched, grabbing a nearby murloc diviner and throwing it into the path of the beam.
The struck murloc diviner vanished into the ether before it even knew what had happened.
The beam, uerred, hit another murloc diviaking it into the space between time!
The attacked Murloc Tidecaller's first instinct was to flee, turning to run as it sought prote from the Murloc Warriors and dove toward the depths of the Silvermoon River.
"Boom!"
Yaya's body crashed into the water, sending shockwaves that threw the surrounding water into chaos.
Before the water could settle, Yaya had already darted ahead, blog the Murloc Tidecaller's escape, sshing at it with her cws.
Wham!
One of Yaya’s cws tore into a strong Murloc Warrior, ripping open a gaping wound in its chest.
But the murloc didn’t even notice, tinuing to screed charge forward.
Behind it, the Murloc Tidecaller had just lowered its ebony staff.
The Murloc Warriors around it became enraged, ign Yaya's dragon aura and charging with reckless abandon.
Seeing the warriors willingly sacrifig themselves to occupy Yaya, the Murloc Tidecaller tinued casting spells.
It skillfully cast a series of escape spells on itself: "Water Walk," "Haste," "Water Elemental Affinity," "Strength Burst," and more.
The Murloc Tidecaller had used these escape tactics to evade many deadly threats, managing to survive long enough to domihis stretch of the river.
If Yaya were the only attacker, the Tidecaller might have indeed escaped.
A bright white light suddenly desded onto the river's surface, spreading freezing energy in all dires.
Matthew had used his st high-level spell scroll: Seventh-Tier Spell - Ice Prison.
Crack!
Solid pilrs of frost immediately ehe Murloc Tidecaller and two nearby murloc diviners.
No matter how hard they struggled, attacked, or cast spells, the ice remained unshaken, ued by their efforts.
With Matthew taking a, the rest of the Special Task Forched their own swift attacks.
Beelzebub, wielding dual axes, leveraged his extraordinary strength of 28 to unleash terrifying blows.
He charged into the murloks with incredible speed, crashing through like a hammer.
The weak and fragile murlocs couldn’t withstand his assault.
They were either cleaved in two by his axes or crushed into pulp by his heavy armor.
The elite murlocs surrounding the Tidecaller bravely charged at Beelzebub, trying to stall him before their leader fell.
When Beelzebub's charge began to slow...
Elio, wielding twin bdes, spun like a whirlwind, slig through the murlod unleashing another wave of age.
This time, Matthew cast several enha spells on Elio and added a mana shield around her.
With magical defenses bolstering her, Elio fearlessly pressed the attack, feeling a surge of excitement.
Elio's death whirlwind sted about 20 seds before she began to tire.
Beelzebub, recharged and r, took her pce at the front, resuming his role as the vanguard.
In just a minute...
The remaining murlocs were sughtered uhe alternating onsught of Beelzebub and Elio!
The group reached the Murloc Tidecaller as the ice prison shattered.
Stripped of its escape options, the Murloc Tidecaller did not flee in desperation or terror—it assumed a bat stanstead.
Iing!
FAL
