The weather was very good, and the sea was calm, with only small waves gently rocking the canoe. Although Harris was a bit philistine, he was indeed a very good sailor. Under his control, the small canoe was breaking the waves.
Weaving through the space, we sailed towards the island smoothly and quickly.
As the distance from the island gets closer and closer, Roger can gradually understand the whole picture of the island. From a close distance, this is definitely a beautiful island. The trees on the island are lush and lush. As far as the eye can see, it is a lush area.
It's a small hill, and there seems to be a building on the top of it, hidden by the trees.
The ruins of the island are surrounded by white sandy beaches. There are many honey fruit trees growing on the beach. Against the backdrop of the blue sea and blue sky and white clouds, the island is as beautiful as a fairyland on earth. The beauty of this island is far away.
It exceeded Roger's expectations and strengthened his determination to wipe out all the fishmen.
"How could such a beautiful place fall into the hands of those fishmen?" Looking at the small island not far away, Roger thought to himself: "From now on, this will be my private island, and I will also build a sea-view villa on the mountain.
, sunbathing on the beach with Anna and the others during the day, and sleeping with the beauties in the villa at night... Gee, this is the life I want!"
Roger was looking forward to a better life in the future on the canoe, and the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up slightly. On earth, only the super rich can enjoy such luxuries as private islands, but clerks like Roger don't even dare to think about it.
He thought. But now he actually has his own island right before his eyes. From this point of view, the world of Toulonzo is also a very good place.
Compared with Roger, Harris was not so relaxed. In order to leave a good impression on the lord, he worked hard. The fishermen were rowing while nervously looking at the surrounding sea, and they were already leaving the island.
When he was very close, he suddenly pointed to the sea in front of him and shouted loudly: "There are fish-men in the water!"
Harris's cry brought Roger back to reality, and he immediately remembered that if he wanted to own this beautiful island, he must first eliminate all the fishmen. He raised his head and moved forward, and sure enough he saw a few ripples on the sea.
It was quickly approaching the canoe, and the fishman obviously planned to launch an attack from the water.
Water is the world of fishmen, and Roger definitely didn't want to fight with fishmen in the water, so he couldn't help but feel a little nervous at this time. He stared at the ripples on the water surface, and at the same time said in a deep voice to Harris behind him: "Speed up.
We must rush to the island!”
The canoe was now very close to the island. If it moved forward at full speed, there was still hope of landing successfully. If it turned around and escaped, it would be impossible to get ashore safely while being chased by the fishmen. Naturally, Harris understood this, so he also tried his best to
By paddling, the canoe's speed was much faster than before. The narrow bow of the boat drew two waves on the water and quickly moved closer to the island.
Roger was half-crouched at the bow of the ship, and the weapon in his hand had been replaced by an iron spear manufactured by the Castle Arms Factory. To deal with enemies in the water, it was obviously more suitable for the iron spear to facilitate assassination and have a wider attack range.
The murlocs swam very fast in the water, and in the blink of an eye, two murlocs arrived not far from the bow of the boat. Through the clear water, Roger could clearly see the murlocs swimming under the water.
Of course, Roger would not show mercy to these guys. The iron spear in his hand stabbed the murloc swimming in the front like lightning. He thought that this blow was a sure shot and would definitely kill the murloc. But
Surprisingly, the iron spear just passed by the fish-man's body and did not cause any damage to it.
"Damn it, I forgot about the refraction effect." Roger, who missed the attack, cursed in his mind and quickly raised the iron spear to prepare for the next attack.
Fortunately, Roger's spear was very powerful. Although it didn't stab the fishmen, it still frightened them. The fishmen who came with great momentum dispersed and just circled around the canoe, but they didn't dare to attack easily.
The ground came closer.
This situation was naturally very favorable to Roger. He was cautious and shouted loudly: "Row quickly!"
When Harris saw several fishmen circling the canoe in the water, he was scared to death. People can always burst out with unusual strength at such a critical moment of life and death. At this time, Harris didn't need Roger to remind him at all.
Row the canoe very fast. The boat rushes towards the island like a motorboat riding the wind and waves, and it won't take long to reach the shore.
The murlocs under the water also noticed this and became even more restless. For these murlocs, this island is their sacred holy land, and humans are absolutely not allowed to set foot on it. They saw the canoe crossing the shore.
As it got closer, a fish-man finally couldn't bear it anymore and drew an arc in the water towards the canoe.
Roger, who had been on guard all the time, reacted immediately and stabbed hard with the iron spear in his hand again. This time Roger took the refraction effect of the water into consideration, and the iron spear finally hit the target accurately.
Although the scales of the sharp-toothed murloc are very hard, and their defensive capabilities are as good as ordinary leather armor. But under Roger's full blow, the iron spear still easily pierced the murloc's body, and a stream of dark green blood flowed out.
It immediately spread from the wounds on the fish-man's body, and was particularly eye-catching in the clear water.
Roger immediately retracted the iron spear after the fatal blow. The upper hook of the spear tip firmly hooked the fishman's body, and brought the unfortunate guy out of the water.
The fishman who was out of the water was not dead yet. He was struggling on the iron spear and screaming in pain. Harris, who was already frightened to death, was so frightened that his face turned pale. Roger didn't hesitate at all, and immediately swung the iron spear with all his strength.
The fish-man hanging on the tip of the spear was thrown far away. The fish-man danced in the air and flew to the beach of the small island. By chance, his head accidentally landed on a rock on the beach, and hit with a "pop"
It was shattered and immediately stopped moving.
Roger didn't stop after he hit the target. He stabbed the water with the iron spear one after another, almost killing a murloc with every blow. Although there were a lot of murlocs in the water, under Roger's violent attack
However, no one could get close enough to attack the canoe.
Seeing how powerful the invading humans were, several murlocs raised their heads above the water, opened their mouths and let out sharp screams. This sound was a signal for the murlocs to communicate with each other. They were obviously warning their fellow species to ask for more fish.
People came to support.
Faced with this situation, Roger was also very worried. Although it seemed easy for him to stab the fishman in the water with his iron spear, in fact, he couldn't make any mistakes. As long as he let a fishman get close to him with a slight negligence, he might be attacked alone by the other party.
The canoe capsized. At that time, the advantages and disadvantages of the two sides would immediately reverse, and it would be Roger's side who was at the mercy of others.
Therefore, Roger's attack on the canoe can be said to be dancing on the tightrope, and there is no room for error. If more fishmen appear, Roger is not sure that he can destroy every approaching enemy. By then, he himself can
It's dangerous.
Because of this, Roger was also very anxious at this time. While urging Harris to speed up a little more, he stabbed out the iron spear heavily and killed a fishman who tried to sneak attack him.
However, after the spear was thrust out, Roger immediately found that the feeling in his hand was different from before. He quickly retracted the iron spear and was immediately overjoyed. It turned out that at this time, the canoe had already sailed into the shallow water near the shore, and even
Iron spears can also touch the sand on the seabed.
"We're almost there, come on!" Roger encouraged Harris behind him, while turning the iron spear and using the weapon as a bamboo pole to support the canoe, helping the fishermen speed up the canoe.
For Roger, who is a bronze-level expert, trivial matters like punting the boat are naturally effortless. Every time the iron spear hits the sand on the bottom of the water, the canoe can jump forward a certain distance as fast as an arrow.
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Roger didn't hold on for a few seconds before the canoe quickly approached the island. The water here was already very shallow, and even if Roger fell into the water now, he didn't have to worry about being drowned by the fish-men. He finally pushed hard and moved.
The canoe slid forward for a while, and then there was a muffled "bang" sound from the bottom of the canoe. The bottom of the canoe had touched the beach.
"Get off the boat quickly." Roger called to Harris and jumped into the knee-deep water first. After all, Harris was also an experienced fisherman, so he immediately jumped into the water and the two of them worked together to lift the canoe.
Drag it to the shore. Although this small boat is inconspicuous, Roger still needs to take it back to the land, so naturally it cannot be abandoned casually.
When the fishmen who had been following Roger at sea saw him landing on the island, they all screamed like crazy and rushed towards Roger. Although the fishmen never had expressions on their ugly faces, only from these
The guy's fierce eyes can tell how angry they are at this moment.
"Sir... help me!" Harris, who was dragging the canoe, screamed in fear upon seeing this, his voice as miserable as a girl who had been molested by a dozen strong men.
But now that Roger had set foot on land, he would not take these mere murlocs seriously. He just glanced back at the few murlocs rushing towards the beach, and at the same time summoned his soldiers with a thought.
Those fishmen originally planned to rush forward and tear the two humans into pieces, but at the same time, they felt that more fully armed humans appeared in front of them. These simple-minded guys had no time to think about what was going on.
As soon as it happened, he was swarmed by sword warriors and chopped into pieces.
Seeing that Roger was unmoved by the fish-men who were chasing after him, Harris was so frightened that he almost peed his pants. However, when he looked back again, he was surprised to find that a large group of soldiers suddenly appeared behind him. Those terrifying
All the murlocs had been wiped out. At this time, these soldiers were marching toward the shore in neat steps, and they knew immediately that they must be Roger's men.
"Is your lord still a magician?!" Harris, who witnessed this scene, forgot his fear and stood there blankly thinking: "Great Supreme God, our lord turned out to be a noble magician! Now Kent
The town is saved!"
"We finally landed." Roger, who dragged the canoe ashore, sighed softly, and then asked Harris, who was in a sluggish state, loudly: "Are you going to stay here and guard the canoe, or are you going to kill the fishmen with me?"