Chapter 357: The Abyssal Titan

Chapter 357: The Abyssal Titan



At that moment, Ren, who was resting on the side, suddenly noticed that the Ice Claw Bear Mercenary Corps members were looking at him with peculiar expressions, as if they held a hint of reverence in their eyes.

Initially, Ren thought it was because he had helped the Ice Claw Bear Mercenary Corps member approached him and whispered, "Lord Ren, you're not a Tier 3 Wizard Apprentice, but a full-fledged Wizard, right?"

Ren smiled and replied, "Oh? How did you figure it out, Commander Vandar?" He didn't mind that Vandar had discovered a part of his hidden strength.

However, he was still curious as to how Vandar had made the discovery. After all, he had intentionally concealed his true abilities.

"Don't you think you've used the Level 0 Spell 'Sharpness' a bit too many times?" Vandar asked, his voice slightly restrained.

"Hmm?" Ren pondered for a moment before realizing the reason.

Indeed! He now had as much as 68 Mana Points.

Although he had used the Sharpness Spell more than thirty times, it had only consumed about a third of his Mana Points. However, this was already equivalent to the total Mana Points of a full-fledged Wizard.

Now it made sense.

"Georgia, bring the Basic Mana Recovery Potion from your side to Lord Ren," Vandar said, turning to his sister Georgia, who was standing nearby.

This time, the girl didn't say a word. She walked forward with her head bowed, looking incredibly obedient, and respectfully handed Ren a bottle of pale blue potion that resembled an ink bottle.

There was no trace of her previous half-proud demeanor.

The girl didn't question her brother as to why he was giving such an expensive Basic Mana Recovery Potion to Ren.

Ren smiled and took the potion, saying, "Thank you!"

"You're welcome! Lord Ren, I was wrong before," the girl said, her fair cheeks blushing slightly as she apologized weakly.

Ren waved his hand, indicating that he wouldn't hold a grudge against a young girl. Besides, she was inherently not a bad person; she was just a bit proud.

After resting for a while...

The Ice Claw Bear Mercenary Corps, with the improved Sharpness Spell provided by Ren, launched another attack on the Lobster People's camp.

Soon, the Thick-Shelled Lobster People warriors in this camp were almost all sniped out, and the remaining weak and injured ones quickly hid in the semicircular mud huts, afraid to show their heads.

Meanwhile, the Ice Claw Bear Mercenary Corps' sacks were now filled to the brim with their loot.

Everyone's faces lit up with joy!

Originally, they had planned for the mission to last seven to ten days, but thanks to Ren, they had completed most of it in just half a day and had collected nearly sixty pairs of giant claws.

"Commander, shouldn't we change locations? If we stay here too long, we might attract the attention of the Sea God Cult," a Tower Shield Warrior said as he approached Vandar.

"Right! I almost forgot!" Vandar, whose smile hadn't faded from his face, suddenly snapped out of his thoughts and slapped his forehead. "Everyone, gather the spoils and move out immediately."

At this moment, Ren looked up to the west and frowned slightly. "Commander Vandar, let's organize our defenses. I'm afraid we won't have time to retreat."

"They're already here!"

"What?!"

Upon hearing Ren's words, everyone was stunned for a moment. Then, including Vandar, they all turned to look west. When they saw the approaching enemy's numbers, their faces filled with concern.

"Oh my! Look at the size of that Lobster Person!"

"Yes! And one of its claws is exceptionally huge!" exclaimed the archer with the sharpest eyesight.

Everyone focused their gaze in that direction.

Indeed, among the group of Lobster People, who were normally about two meters tall, stood a towering figure nearly three meters tall, like a crane among chickens.

Surrounding it were over a dozen elite Thick-Shelled Lobster People with gleaming giant claws, and even two Sea God Cult acolytes in black robes seemed to be guarding it. At this moment, they were charging towards the Ice Claw Bear Mercenary Corps with an intimidating aura.

"Retreat to the right!" Vandar shouted, seeing the overwhelming numbers.

"Not good! Commander, there are Lobster People on both the left and right!" another soldier exclaimed a second later.

"Quick! Back against the reef, form a defensive formation!" Vandar's expression changed, and he quickly revised his orders.

"Tower Shield Warriors, move forward! Archers, prepare!"

Hearing the commander's clear instructions, the Ice Claw Bear Mercenary Corps members quickly regained their composure, although they still couldn't hide their anxiety.

However, Vandar was skilled at using every advantage to boost the morale of his troops. He shouted loudly, "Don't panic! Remember, we have Lord Ren, a full-fledged Wizard, with us!"

Although the troops had previously suspected that Ren might not be just a Wizard Apprentice, hearing their commander's confirmation boosted their spirits.

Even a Tier 3 Wizard Apprentice would have a significant power gap compared to a full-fledged Wizard.

"Yes! With Sir Reyn here, we just need to do our part!"

"That's right! We'll definitely win!"

"Sir Reyn, please cast Sharpness on the two archers first."

"We must take out the Sea God Cultists first, otherwise, the Tower Shield Warriors might not withstand their dark magic bombardment," Vandar respectfully said to Sir Reyn.

He knew that the key to holding their ground lay with the young Reyn, the wizard standing before them.

"Of course." Reyn smiled and nodded in agreement.

On the other side, Yacolan, the Thickshell Lobster Chief, had employed an encirclement strategy, thinking that the human mercenary corps would surely be scared off. But to his surprise, they had taken a defensive position, leaning against the sturdy reef rocks.

"Interesting!"

"They do have some strength."

"Charge!" At Yacolan's command, over ten elite Thickshell Lobstermen rushed forward.

Meanwhile, two Sea God Cultists nearby began casting spells, but they were cautious, first casting a defensive spell similar to a water membrane spell.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Just as the two cultists finished casting, the next second, five or six beams of light flashed instantly!

The two cultists couldn't help but smirk at the sight.

An ambush?

Too slow!

But their smirks froze on their faces as they noticed something unusual about the incoming arrows. The silver glow on the arrowheads was so distinct, almost dazzling.

"It's Sharpness!"

In an instant, they understood. For instance, they realized why the Thickshell Lobstermen, known for their heavy and sturdy shells, would be defeated and call for help.

"Pfft! Pfft!"

One after another, the piercing sounds echoed.

One Sea God Cultist had been shot in the forehead and fell straight down, while the other was hit consecutively in the waist and other vital areas.

"How is this possible?" The severely injured cultist exclaimed, his eyes wide with disbelief.

"Such power..."

He realized something was off about their Sharpness spell. The water membrane defense was as fragile as a bubble, and this was the first time he had encountered such a situation.

"Gurgle, gurgle..."

Before Yacolan could react, the second severely injured cultist began foaming at the mouth, soon meeting the same fate as the first.

"Hmm?"

In an instant, two cultists were dead, leaving Yacolan, the Thickshell Lobster Chief, with a grim expression.

He was already displeased by the heavy casualties among his clan, and now, the deaths of the Sea God Cultists made it even harder for him to report back to Harfus.

"Human mercenaries, you're seeking death!"

Yacolan, with his tall stature, could no longer hold back. Wielding his two asymmetrical, light blue claws, one large and one small, he charged towards the Ice Bear Mercenary Corps.

At that moment, the mercenary corps witnessed the swift elimination of the two cultists. Their morale soared, and their defense became tighter.

Three Tower Shield Warriors stood at the front, their knight swords enhanced by Reyn's Sharpness spell. Behind them were six archers, while Reyn and Vandar took up the rear.

Reyn quickened the pace of casting Sharpness, essentially casting it once per second.

If the six archers and rangers were compared to a Gatling gun, Reyn was the ammunition belt, firing at the Thickshell Lobstermen warriors who scrambled for cover!

"Ding ding!"

However, with Yacolan's charge, his shell's hardness and thickness far exceeded that of ordinary lobstermen. He charged through the rain of arrows empowered by Sharpness, but he too was struck with pain! Naturally, he also discovered the key to the human mercenary corps' resilience—the arrows were peculiar! They had to get close! Yacolan quickly made a decision.

"Not good, the big one is coming! Tower Shields, to me!" Vandar immediately realized the unusual strength of the massive lobsterman before him. He grabbed a tower shield and rushed forward.

"Claw Quake!"

Yacolan, who had reached the front of the formation, suddenly raised his light blue claw, larger than a barrel and comparable to the other claw, into the air. A blue arc of light followed, and the claw slammed down on the ground several meters in front of the Tower Shield Warriors.

"Boom!"

Like an earth dragon rolling over, the ground instantly turned soft and mushy like noodles. A powerful shockwave sent the three Tower Shield Warriors staggering and wobbling.

"Claw Shadow!"

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!"

Yacolan immediately followed up, his pair of claws striking three lightning-fast jabs. The three sturdy tower shields were battered and twisted, and the three warriors cried out as they were knocked away.

Fortunately, the tower shields provided defense, and the warriors' injuries were not severe. The left arm of the warrior holding the shield was twisted and deformed in mid-air.

"Not good! It's Yacolan, the Thickshell Lobster Chief!"

After witnessing how Yacolan's two moves had shattered his 'Tower Shield Defense,' and considering the unique feature of Yacolan's asymmetrical claws, Vandar instantly realized something.

"It's Sharpness!"

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"I'll snap your waists in half and let you all die in agony!"

"Huh? There's also a human girl here, and she's Dunn's favorite." Yacolan seemed to have spotted Georgia in the crowd and waved his giant pincers, saying, "Good, this little girl can live."

At this moment, the remaining archers and rangers showed signs of panic.

After all, even the well-armored Tower Shield Warriors couldn't withstand the casual attacks of Yacolan's pincers.

Reyn, a formal wizard, faced Yacolan, the Thickshell Lobster Chief, a monster-level chief.

A formal wizard would never be his match.

Yacolan was almost at the peak of the legendary rank.

Unless Reyn was a Tier 2 Liquidation Wizard, he might have a chance to survive.

Their team's luck was terrible, as they had encountered the strongest among the Thickshell Lobsters.

"Now, it's time for you all to die!" Yacolan suddenly charged forward with his pincers.

"Bang!"

Vandar took a step forward and raised his shield to block the attack.

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However, as soon as they clashed, the squeaking of Vandar's Tower Shield and his boots sinking into the ground made it clear to him that he wasn't Yacolan's match.

"Run! I can't hold him off for long!" Vandar roared.

"Lord Reyn, protect my sister!"

"Retreat? Why should we retreat?" Reyn asked calmly.

Everyone was taken aback by Reyn's words, and before they could understand what he meant, they felt a gust of wind and Reyn's figure disappeared from sight.

"Swish!"

Suddenly, Vandar felt a gust of wind behind him, and something seemed to flash in front of him.

After a second, Vandar felt something was amiss.

The Thickshell Lobster Chief Yacolan, who was known for his powerful pincers, had stopped attacking, and Vandar noticed through the corner of his eye that his teammates were frozen in place, as if struck by lightning.

Everyone's mouths were agape, as if they could fit a whole pear inside! This left Vandar bewildered.

Vandar cautiously peeked out from behind his Tower Shield.

The next second, he froze too!

Reyn had somehow appeared in front of him, holding a short spear in his hand.

On the spear, a faint blue liquid dripped down.

The Thickshell Lobster Chief Yacolan was lying on the ground, still waving his pincers in defense.

The matchstick-like eyes, once full of life, were now completely drooping.

In between the eyes, on the shell, there was a small round hole, still oozing a faint blue blood.

Clearly, that was a fatal wound.

Vandar knew that was the location of the lobster's brain.

But how was this possible?

Seeing this, Vandar realized that Reyn must have used his short spear to pierce Yacolan's pincers, and then stabbed into the shell, hitting the brain, causing the current situation.

"You actually killed the Thickshell Lobster Chief Yacolan!"

"The third-ranked wanted sea creature on the bounty list."

"Lord Reyn killed him in one strike!"

"Wow! Lord Reyn's strength is incredible!"

After a while, the shocked crowd regained their senses and exclaimed in awe.

They looked at Reyn with admiration and surprise.

The remaining Thickshell Lobster warriors around them were stunned, their matchstick-like eyes wide open.

The mighty Yacolan, the clan chief, was dead!

The surrounding Thickshell Lobster warriors who had surrounded them from three sides scattered and fled.

For Reyn, Yacolan's strength was almost at the legendary peak, just touching the threshold of the legendary rank, and was naturally no match for him.

Of course, under normal circumstances, Yacolan could exchange a few blows with him.

But this time, Reyn had suddenly used Shadow Step, moving too fast, which led to the current situation.

"Lord Reyn, you must be more than just a formal wizard!"

After a full minute, Vandar was still unable to calm his shock and excitement, and stammered as he spoke to Reyn.

"I was planning to stay with you for a while, but it seems that's not possible now." Reyn gazed into the distance at his destination.

The Frosty Cliff was just over ten miles away.

He had originally planned to understand the situation, and now, he had gathered enough information.

"Vandar, be cautious. The Sea God Cult is more formidable than you think. I'm heading to the Frosty Cliff ahead." Sir Reyn smiled as he spoke to Vandar.

"Sir Reyn, are you leaving? But you promised to help us complete the Imperial Bounty Hunt," Georgia blurted out, her words carrying a hint of reluctance.

Sir Reyn smiled and pointed to the numerous Thickshell Lobstermen corpses scattered on the ground, especially the massive shell of the Lobsterman Chief Yacolan. "Including these, the bounty for a hundred Thickshell Lobsterman corpses is definitely more than enough."

"Sir Reyn, should we accompany you?" Vandar asked after a moment's thought.

"It's not advisable. We might encounter the Sea God Cult ahead," Sir Reyn shook his head.

Just then, he realized that the direction from which the Lobsterman Chief Yacolan had come seemed to be the Frosty Cliff.

This implied that the Sea God Cult's base might also be located there.

His destination might be very close.

An hour later.

Inside the cave's grand hall.

Harfus and Diam were engaged in a harmonious discussion, exchanging ideas for their collaborative efforts.

At that moment, a Thickshell Lobsterman warrior rushed in, flustered. "Sir Harfus, bad news! Chief Yacolan has been killed!"

"What?!" Harfus, usually stoic, stood up in shock.

"How did Chief Yacolan die?" High Priestess Eshura of the Slasher Naga, still reeling from the news, asked urgently.

Deep Sea Giant Commander Dunn, who had been dozing off, opened his enormous eyes at the news.

"I didn't see clearly!" The Lobsterman warrior hesitated, "I didn't see how our chief was killed."

Indeed, he hadn't witnessed the exact moment of the chief's demise.

"A White-Robed Wizard killed him with a single spear thrust."

"White-Robed? One spear?" Diam muttered.

It sounded vaguely familiar.

"Useless!" Commander Dunn seemed particularly irritated by the Lobsterman, who had fled after a defeat.

He extended his enormous hand, like a millstone, and grabbed the Lobsterman warrior.

"Spare me!"

"Crack!" A crisp cracking sound echoed as Dunn's hand crushed the Lobsterman, leaving a mess of bodily fluids and shattered shell fragments on the ground.

"Harfus, I'll go and see!"

"Thud, thud!"

Commander Dunn, without waiting for Harfus's response, picked up a club and strode out, his towering frame causing the ground to tremble with each step.

For a moment, no one in the cave spoke.

Diam, as a guest, naturally refrained from commenting.

Harfus, who had little authority over the Deep Sea Giant Commander Dunn, was hesitant. But when Dunn took the initiative to investigate, he didn't object.

High Priestess Eshura, her beauty momentarily distracted by Harfus, glanced at the departing giant's silhouette before wisely remaining silent.

Minutes later...

"Sir Diam, perhaps we should go and see? Although Chief Yacolan wasn't the strongest, it's not easy for a human to kill him."

After a moment's thought, Harfus turned to Diam.

"Sure, I'd like to witness Commander Dunn's strength." As a guest, Diam followed his host's lead. Moreover, he was curious about the Deep Sea Giant's power and readily agreed.

Minutes later, following Commander Dunn, the trio, accompanied by a group of Sea God Cultists and elite Slasher Nagas, headed towards the Frostclaw Bear Mercenary Corps' location.

Near the southern camp of the Thickshell Lobstermen.

Sir Reyn was bidding farewell to the Frostclaw Bear Mercenary Corps.

Suddenly, he let out a soft exclamation and looked up.

The others followed his gaze.

A towering figure approached, its height surpassing the meter-high bushes, reaching its ankles. The ground trembled slightly with each step.

"Not good! It's a Deep Sea Giant!"

"But why is this Deep Sea Giant so huge?!" Vandar exclaimed.

"What?! A Deep Sea Giant?!"

"Don't be afraid, we have Sir Reyn with us!" Hearing this, the anxious group felt relieved. But after gauging the giant's exaggerated height, even those confident in Sir Reyn's abilities felt a surge of doubt.

The giant's estimated height exceeded ten meters. Could Sir Reyn truly win against such a massive opponent?

"Haha! I've found you, little mice!"

"We heard you killed Chief Yacolan, but he's useless too. You shouldn't have killed him. So, I'll feast on your flesh and blood!"

"Oh, a little girl here, nice!"

The giant's words, like rolling thunder, echoed across the wilderness.

(End of Chapter)

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