“Is it very close to the Dark Lake?”

Brian put his hand on the stone wall of the tunnel. While he was concentrating on feeling the faint tremor, he said to the Kou Tao fishman monk not far away.

This monk fishman is also the largest among all the Kou Tao fishmans that Brian has ever seen.

His skin was rough, his limbs were covered with conspicuous tangled muscles, and scars from combat and training were so ugly that he made him almost as ugly as a corpse that had been dead for a week.

Brian had no doubt that the other party's combat skills were far higher than those of ordinary Kou Tao Fishman.

But what he couldn't imagine was that the other party was actually a pacifist who advocated pacifism.

This made him realize that this fishman is likely to have hidden some ulterior motives.

"There is at least 5 kilometers away." The monk from the fishman stared at two protruding silver-black eyes and answered in a slow tone.

The two independent focus eyes of Kou Tao fishman have extremely keen eyes. They can see any moving creature or object, even if the other party is invisible, spiritual bodies or things in the astral realm. Only by staying still can they avoid their eyes and observe.

Brian nodded thoughtfully and reached out to signal everyone to stop.

Because he judged it from the surface of the surrounding rock formations.

In the past years, countless underground races have dug up minerals in this area and almost all valuable things have been taken.

Looking at the traces on the stone wall, he could even imagine that these underground races had greasy hands sweating, touching all the rock walls, and also destroying the possibility of any other ore being formed.

The color of the spacious oval tunnel is more like dry earth-brown. Although this is a very suitable underground passage in the dark area, it can be seen from the traces of the ground that few people use it now.

It is said that when the ancient race created the Dark Lake, it accidentally brought the evil fishman race Kou Tao Yumen, allowing them to take root in every corner of the coast of the Dark Lake and often rob passing travelers.

"Let's go." After observing for a while, Brian signaled everyone to continue walking forward.

So, the fishman monk who led the way was the first to walk in the front row, two steps behind were the goblin copper block and the Dilor dwarf Jeep.

Under Brian's secret instructions, Tong Duaner and the enthusiastic Dilor dwarf were inseparable from each other, and they were so familiar that they would be longer and shorter when they went out to pee.

"Have you found any problem?"

Walking in the last row, Xisia was walking side by side with Brian, looking at his slightly solemn expression, she asked him through magical transmission.

"Keep your guard," Brian said to the sword master, "I rarely make mistakes in my intuition."

Xisia nodded slightly in conviction, and her right hand was accidentally moved to the hilt of the sword hanging on her slender waist.

Next, everyone was speechless all the way and walked in the tunnel filled with sick light for about half an hour. Soft beaches began to appear on the hard ground. Their steps stepped on the sand and made a rattle.

Brian looked around the surroundings of the dark areas and identified them very close to the dark lake.

He frowned and pondered for a moment, found a triangle area composed of the remaining roots of three stalactites, and signaled everyone to take a break.

"We will reach our destination after walking about 3 kilometers."

The monk from the fishman not far away did not mean to stop. He looked at Brian, carefully preventing the echo of his words from spreading to the distance, and said:

"There is a fork in front of you. After passing the corner and walking along the passage on the right, you can reach the largest Koutao Fishman town along the dark lake. We have been lucky after walking so far, but we still have to..."

"Boom!"

A burst sounded in their ears, interrupting the monk's voice and echoing in the wide tunnel for a long time.

Everyone was startled by the movement, and even Brian instinctively raised his head and looked at the top of the tunnel.

The goblin copper block quickly grabbed the illumination stick that emitted a soft light in his hand, cutting off the radiation of the light, causing the entire tunnel to fall into darkness in an instant.

"Can it be..." Dilor whispered hoarsely, "It's not a purple insect or abyss demon again, I..."

"Shh..." Tong Duaner whispered in a low voice, "No, I think it's more like..."

"Boom!"

Another explosion occurred, and a smell of rock breaking and lightning filled the tunnel.

lightning?

Brian looked at the sword wizard beside him in the darkness, and immediately thought of what race could naturally release lightning magic.

Lightning? Rock rupture?

At this moment, Brian suddenly realized what this meant.

"earthquake!"

The goblin copper block obviously reacted, shouted loudly to the Dilor dwarf beside him, and turned into a shadow and disappeared.

The fishman monk heard the shouts of the goblin behind him and quickly ran towards the front of the tunnel.

The Dilor Dwarf Jeep flexibly jumped over a large rock blocking the road, landed on the soft rock chips, and almost fell down. After stabilizing his body, he continued to run wildly without looking back.

Brian calmly reached out and pointed his hand in the darkness, and the dark tunnel became extraordinary under the illumination of a simple trick.

——"Psychic energy arbitrary door!"

Looking at the bright light shining in the distance outside the tunnel, he concentrated his mind, pulled Xisaiya beside him into the portal, and disappeared.

"Boom!"

The moment the two left, the third burst came, and the sound was louder than the previous two times.

Dust and stone chips fell from the top of the cave, and the shadows illuminated by the light technique twisted and jumped on the vibrating rock walls.

The earth roared angrily, and the roaring sound seemed to fill the whole world.

The stone walls of the cave rippled like the calm water surface was broken, and the stones cracked and dust with debris spewed out of the cracks, and large stones fell from the rock wall.

The air was filled with the terrifying smell of rock shattering, and the dust that had originally shrunk formed a thick and thick fog.

Bryan vaguely smelled some other scents, heavy moisture, the fishy smell of dead fish, and the rich mushroom bushes.

When he felt the fishy smell getting stronger and stronger, a large group of Kou Tao fishmen appeared from the darkness and surrounded the five of them in a double-team force.

This is a group of Kou Tao fishman troops with about twenty or thirty.

Their bodies were covered with green hard scales, with short, hunched but particularly strong bodies, thick limbs, and duck-like webbeds growing between their sharp claws.

Although they have a body and limbs similar to humans, they have a bullet-like fish head, and their sharp tusks are bulging, looking extra vicious.

The Kou Tao Yumen, who has an evil personality and a fierce tendency, are ancient humanoid creatures under the sea.

They were once spread across the coasts and islands of the surface world.

When humans and other surface groups drove the Koutao fishmen to the underground world and allowed them to live in madness and darkness for generations, they never returned to the sun.

"Hello, my tribe, which tribe do you come from?" The monk of the fish slowly stepped forward, looked at a group of vicious little fishmen, and said calmly, "I am from..."

However, before the monk could finish his words, the response to the monk was a howling harpoon.

The harpoon swept through the monk's bullet-like head in a thrilling manner and stuck heavily on the stone wall far behind her.

"Blood and death are dedicated to the Father of the Deep Sea!"

The three Kou Tao fishman priests with shell magic hanging around their necks raised the scepter in their hands and roared furiously: "They are sacrifices dedicated to the Father of the Deep Sea, and they are all captured!"

Almost as the words fell, all the Kou Tao fishmen rushed towards them, harpoons, pliers or spears.

This time, Brian noticed that the monk who likes to promote peace did not choose to avoid it, but instead directly fisted naked and set off his posture to take the lead in meeting the attacks of the people of Kou Tao.

He leaned over and avoided a clamp stick designed to be like a crab claw at the top, and hit Kou Tao's fishman's abdomen with a palm.

Then, with the racial slime talent, he clung to the target and leaped with him, and acrobatic rolling in the air, and the moment he fell to the ground, he dropped his second punch without fail.

Blood splattered everywhere and bones shattered.

The Kou Tao fishman soldier fell on the ground with his back, rolling wildly, covering his bloody face with his hands tightly, and struggling for a few times, then he lost his rest.

It was not until Kou Tao's death that Brian determined that the fishman warrior was a Kou Tao supervisor.

In the level division of Kou Tao fishman, he is one of the most powerful non-spellcaster fishman warriors except the high priest and the whip holder, with an average challenge level of about 7.

He saw the fishman monk fold his hands together and bowed slightly to the corpse.

Then, the tangled fish legs kicked towards the ground and turned into a afterimage, like a bullet coming out of the borehole, meeting the second Kou Tao fishman without warning.

——"Essence Palm!"

——"Fighting Qi Strike!"

——"Storm combo!"

——"Shocking fist!"

In the blink of an eye, four Kou Tao fishman warriors fell to the ground and died in the monk's fist shadow.

It was not until the three Kou Tao fishman priests released their magical skills that the monk's powerful offensive was slowed down.

Looking at the fierce fighting look of the monk, Brian couldn't help but recall the other party's previous performance, and a sentence unconsciously appeared in his mind: Be weak on the outside and attack hard on the inside.

While paying attention to the fighting of the fishman monk, he was not idle either.

With the blessing of the arcane guard, his skillful spell can be released instantly with a raising hand.

In a short while.

Then there were five Kou Tao fishmen holding harpoons and clamps, who had not yet rushed to the front, and fell into the baptism of the arcane missile, so that no one dared to attack again for a moment.

Obviously, although there are many Kou Tao fishmen, their strength is not as strong as imagined.
To be continued...