Village Head's Debauchery

There were slightly larger spawns with tendril-like tentacles stretching out from their bodies, each with distinct yet similar forms. Strangely, they observed the raging battle from the sidelines.

Surprisingly, the numerous individuals they were mindlessly attacking bore similar

appearances. However, unlike the mindless formation of the spawns, they were divided into groups-the people with lower bodies resembling fish or other aquatic animals, like elongated tails, octopus-like limbs, sharper fins, and more, and individuals with thick crystal locs, and beastly features formed their own group.

Others with two-toned bodies resembling tree nymphs and those with a frostier appearance formed their own group, while individuals with a more humanoid appearance formed their own.

Each of them wore strange, protruding pauldrons and breast blates covering their chest area. Yet, it didn't hamper their movements in any way.

They appeared accustomed to the armour as they swung their crude metallic weapons. The water did little to restrict their swift, skilful manoeuvres.

Although they were fighting against the spawns, they were also battling each other. Taking advantage of the chaos caused by the spawns to inflict severe harm on their opponents, they turned the grim situation into a four-way battle.

Multiple tainted fell one by one under the relentless attacks from the three groups. At the same time, several individuals from each group were also killed-beheaded, their breastplates pulled off or broken through, leaving huge holes in their hearts, or worse, devoured by the rampaging spawns.

Several others, injured, took the opportunity to retreat. Among them was a man with bulky muscles and an immense, long fishtail crackling with electricity. He wore a similarly large breastplate, pauldron, and scaly metallic armour covering his lower body. Adorning his head was a metallic crown encrusted with pale rubies and gemstones.

However, at this moment, the lower part of his breastplate, near his waist, had been blown to bits, revealing crushed internal organs, which had nearly created a hole on the opposite side. His lower armour was battered and broken through, revealing mangled scales and bloody, exposed flesh. He was being supported by another man with similarly distinct tail-like features, protected by his group amidst the four-way battle.

Still, his regal aura didn't falter. He simply looked at the unfolding situation before him and clenched his teeth. "If I had known they were willing to sabotage the negotiation for their own gain and even attempt to assassinate me, I would never have trusted them and come here."

A pang of regret hit him as he glanced over the battlefield before refocusing on the two individuals doing their best to protect him from the relentless attacks.

Both were his commanders-one was a woman with an octopus-like lower body, and the other was a man with thick crystalline hair locs.

He carried them along with over a dozen warriors to show his sincerity and ensure the negotiation went smoothly, but now he regretted his decision.

"My King, I'm not sure I can hold them back any longer. We need to retreat!" the man shouted, his voice filled with worry and tiredness.

Suddenly, the woman was injured as a tree nymph plunged a spear through her breastplate, tearing a hole in it. Fortunately, she was fast enough to dodge the entire trajectory of the attack, sustaining only a torn muscle in the lower side of her waist.

Regardless, after suffering such an injury, her actions became sluggish as she defended against the tree nymph. As time passed, it became clear the tree nymph possessed immense skill, far superior to the woman's, and the gap in strength only widened as more injuries were inflicted upon her.

"Arghh!" The woman coughed out a mouthful of blood.

"Brilyn" The man beside her, noticing the situation, swiftly dispatched the spawn near him before rushing to help her.

The man quickly repelled the tree nymph, grabbed the woman, and placed her with the other injured behind the lines, standing alone at the front to hold off the attackers.

Observing this, the king gritted his teeth and ordered, "Everyone, prepare to retreat!" However, just as he was about to finish, he paused, noticing a figure emerging from the human side. He turned his head and spotted a particular tree nymph coming forward from the group of tree nymphs and ice nymphs.

Knight Darian!

Knight Mayril!

The king's eyes shrank to the size of pinpricks as he identified the two individuals.

They were both formidable knights from the two domains, possessing abilities even more incredible than a commander's.

Their presence alone could turn the tide of the battle.

"I should have known," the king muttered angrily, realizing he had failed to see the hidden collaboration between the forces.

Though the battle was a four-way conflict, only his group had the fewest remaining fighters. In contrast, the other two groups had the most, with the injured retreating from the battlefield and being shielded from the relentless tainted attacks.

The king shifted his attention to the enormous tainted in the distance. The creature would only attack if all the other spawns in the area were eliminated. He immediately understood the plan of both forces as they emerged to the front.

"They're planning to use us as bait, then take advantage of the chaos to escape!" The king said, "EVERYONE, RETREAT IMMEDIATELY!" he commanded loudly.

Several others in the group understood the gravity of the situation and did their best to flee. But how could it be so easy when surrounded and attacked by relentless assaults coming from three different groups?

Knight Darian stretched his hand forward, and an unbelievable sight emerged. A vibrant, inky-black flame appeared and wrapped around his arms. The fire stirred, boiling the water

surrounding him.

Surprisingly, they weren't quenched, nor was their intensity diminished.

But that wasn't all. An astonishing sight followed as the knight moved his hands in a repeated gesture, causing the flames to grow and burn more intensely until they formed an immense underwater whirlpool.

The water churned and boiled fiercely, as though the vibrant, inky-black flames had completely adapted to burning deep within the ocean.

Soon, everyone, including the tainted, noticed the danger and shifted their attack toward him. However, before they could move, Knight Mayril opened her mouth and screamed.

A thunderous sound wave exploded forward, repelling the tainted and the opposing group, which had fish-like lower bodies. The sound disoriented and forced the tainted to remain in

their positions.

Some of the weaker warriors of the opposing group, including the tainted, were unable to withstand the sound and exploded on the spot.

Meanwhile, others bled from all five orifices.

Grabbing the opportunity, Knight Darian launched the whirlpool of inky-black flames

forward. The tainted disintegrated on contact, while others were sucked into the vortex and

destroyed until nothing was left.

"Now's our chance, let's go!" Knight Darian shouted. He nodded to the other group in the distance, then turned and surged forward.

The rest of the group followed closely behind him.

The other group also quickly departed.

Watching the scene as the whirlpool of inky-black flames sped toward the spawns and the opposing group, the king gritted his teeth. "You think I'll go and let you leave so easily?" he

growled.

He opened his mouth as if preparing to scream like the tree nymph, but instead of a mind- wrenching sonic wave capable of making anyone who heard it explode or bleed, a calm,

melodious sound rippled across the ocean.

"Faster!" Knight Darian ordered, his face paling as he urged his group to swim faster.

They followed suit. They knew that if they didn't escape soon, things would become far worse

than they had planned.

Who would have thought that the king of the Tidal Depths wouldn't wait for his reinforcements but would choose to end his life along with theirs?

Suddenly, they noticed an enormous tainted resembling a Prismerion, with tendril-like tentacles and four arms overshadowing them. Its size was comparable to that of a whale. If Orion had been present, he would have recognized it as the Vylkr spawn that had attacked

Morphic puppet.

Its large eyes peered down at them like prey before it descended, swimming in their direction with its massive, razor-sharp jaws wide open, its four arms outstretched.

"Scatter!" Knight Darian shouted.

They didn't have enough force to face such a powerful, tainted creature. To their horror, another tainted creature of similar size, its body covered in wooden-like armour, emerged from the ocean depths, blocking their path.

Knight Darian turned to look at the other group in the distance and saw that they were also blocked by an enormous tainted creature. He was confident handling one of them but facing two at once pushed against his limits.

At that moment, Knight Darian spotted a swarm of tainted rapidly heading in their direction.

He clenched his teeth in frustration. Without a doubt, this location was about to be overrun by

the tainted.

Swoooshh!!

Knight Darian dodged the tainted's attack, stretched out his hand, and immediately summoned vibrant, inky-black flames that churned the water around them.

Just as he was about to strike to buy more time for his group to escape the area, an

incomprehensible scene unfolded.

The incoming horde of tainted attacked the enormous tainted, along with the slightly smaller

ones attacking them.

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