"Kill them, kill them all, leave no survivors!"
The towering Fishman let out a ferocious roar, a vicious Scar seemingly splitting its entire head at the corner of its brow. Accompanying the Fishman Commander's shout, the scar twisted like a centipede. The trident in its hand had already turned dark red, dripping thick blood.
The trident swept through again, a dense Blood Qi Slash flashed, and three Fishman Warriors in front were instantly bisected, with colorful viscera spilling everywhere.
The opposing Fishman Warriors were undeterred, their pupils red and they charged forward, entering a frenzy of bloodlust, their reason reduced to ten percent.
To this, the Scarred Fishman casually swung the trident, the sharp triangular spikes impaling and exploding the head of the frenzied Fishman Warrior, brain matter splattering.
Dead!
Time passed, the sounds of battle and screams grew weaker.
Somehow, when the Scarred Fishman looked around, there were no enemies left in sight.
