Saint Laurent Prison Warden

Chapter 152 Muhammad
Gu Gu! Gu Gu!
The swamp fishmen lined up in a row and strode across the swamp.

Their frog-like wide webbed feet can walk through the swamp without sinking, and they can walk through the swamp as if walking on flat ground. Their huge and protruding eyeballs can rotate 270 degrees, and they can even see things behind them clearly.

At this time, it was raining heavily and covered with dark clouds, and it was pitch dark. But for the fish people, the heavy rain was their light! Their eyes did not rely on receiving light to present images, but relied on receiving signals from the water element to create images in their brains.

This is because the murlocs themselves are aquatic species that came ashore from the sea, and they still retain many habits of marine creatures. For deep-sea creatures that stay underwater for a long time, the water element is much more important than the light element.

In the heavy rain, the murlocs could sense everything around them clearly. Under the protection of the rain, the murlocs' fighting power more than doubled. They ravaged the swamp without any opponents, and even the giant wetland worms that usually fed on the murlocs died tragically under the siege of the murlocs.

The breeding season is coming soon, and the fish people need to take advantage of this heavy rain to collect enough food to feed their offspring.

This was actually a very normal hunting behavior in the swamp, but unfortunately, the fishmen chose the wrong direction to advance.

When they threaten St. Laurent Prison, their normal hunting behavior becomes a crime.

Richard would not allow the murlocs to invade his territory.

call! !

As the fishmen were marching, a strong wind suddenly blew from the sky, and even the raindrops as thick as cow hair were blown away by the strong wind and changed their direction.

The fish people, who were extremely sensitive to the water element, immediately raised their heads and looked at the sky in confusion.

These fishmen were surprised to find that a huge black hole suddenly appeared in the sky. All water elements disappeared after approaching the black hole, and no feedback could be transmitted to them. It was as if there was a strange giant beast in the sky that swallowed all the water elements.

The greatest horror in this world is the unknown.

Faced with this unprecedented situation, the fishmen became afraid and began to send signals to inform their companions, hoping that the team would go around the huge black hole in the sky.

But suddenly, there was a snap, and an invisible wind blade fell from the sky, instantly cutting the three fishmen into two pieces!
A strong smell of blood was immediately smelled, and the body fluids in the dead fishman began to work, releasing pheromones, conveying everything the deceased had sensed before his death to other living fishermen.

In just a few seconds, the surrounding fishmen understood the cause of death of their people.

"There's a monster! Be alert." The fishmen screamed in their special language, twisting their bodies and desperately sending out signals to notify their companions around them.

But what they did was of no use. Instead, it caused the queue to be interrupted. More and more people gathered nearby, turning around in circles, panicking and at a loss.

Boom!
Suddenly there was a loud noise, and huge splashes of water appeared on the calm swamp!
The pitch-black gargoyle poked its head out from the clouds and opened its mouth to spit out a gas bomb!

In the sky, the air and water elements covering an area of ​​more than a dozen football fields were compressed by the gargoyle Hei Chun into a ball the size of a basketball, and smashed down!

The moment the barometric bomb touched the swamp, it exploded on the swamp. Under the air pressure shock which was more terrifying than a gunpowder explosion, each splashing water drop had an impact force far exceeding that of a sniper bullet!

The fishman near the center of the gas duck egg was immediately killed by the air pressure, and the fisherman in the distance was also riddled with holes by the piercing water droplets!

There are two possible outcomes for those terrible water elements after they enter the body of the murloc. One is to pass through, and the other is to remain in the body of the murloc.

If the water element passed through it, it would be fine, leaving only a puncture wound the size of a bowl. But if the water element remained in the body of the murloc, that would be serious trouble.

The highly compressed water element will explode inside the murloc, blasting its body into pieces!
At this moment in the swamp, the crackling sound of the fish people's explosions was endless, even the sound of the heavy rain was covered up.

He started with air pressure to show respect. With just one opening air pressure bomb, Hei Chun killed more than sixty fishmen.

But because of the air pressure bomb thrown, the heavy rain clearly showed the black purity to the fish people.

The fish people showed quite admirable bravery in the face of this huge, dangerous, and unprecedented gargoyle.

About 300 murlocs stayed behind automatically and shot spears at Heichun in the sky. The remaining murlocs changed their direction and completely avoided Heichun's location.

These 300 murlocs are not so much warriors used to cover the retreat as they are sacrifices offered by the murlocs themselves to Hei Chun.

According to the custom of the swamp, once Black Pure has eaten enough of the murlocs, it will no longer chase the large group of murlocs.

But these murlocs will not die, they will show their strength to Hei Chun. Staying behind means admitting mistakes and trying to please others, and staying behind means telling the other party that they are not easy to mess with, and you have to think twice before hunting us.

This is the survival wisdom of the murlocs in the swamp, which is enough to deal with most enemies stronger than the murlocs.

It’s a pity that the fishmen got one thing wrong. Hei Chun came after them not to win, but to stop them from moving forward!

One body collision from the sky, two wing beats, and three tail sweeps.

After Hei Chun's six range attacks, all three hundred murlocs were killed.

With another loud bang, Hei Chun once again blocked the fishman's way. The heavy rain washed over its body, cleansing the sharp stone thorns on its obsidian body.

The spears thrown by 300 murlocs desperately before their death could not even leave a scratch on Hei Chun.

Hei Chun didn't make any big moves. He just sat there quietly, and the fishman troops didn't dare to approach.

If you don't want to drink the toast, then eat it. If 300 fines are not enough, then drink 3000!

All of a sudden, 3000 fishmen were ready for battle. They raised their spears, their eyes swirled, and their bodies trembled.

The high-level murloc holding a staff among the murlocs adds a bloodthirsty magic that can drive the murlocs crazy to the expedition!

With the blessing of the bloodthirsty odd number, the attack power of the murlocs can be doubled. Next, they will contribute their lives to their race and fight to death!
Then, suddenly, a breeze blew, and another green gargoyle as big as Black Lips pierced through the clouds and landed beside Hei Chun, looking at the fishman coldly.

As a result, the fishermen who had been holding their spears high suddenly became quiet. They threw their spears to the ground, and ran away without caring about anything else.

"Clatter, clatter, clatter, clatter!" The two of them even had a fight and then ran away.

The fish people are not stupid. Although they can't speak, they are very smart.

If there is a chance to save the race, they do not recommend sacrificing themselves for the race. But now it seems that the race has been destroyed, and if they resist rashly, they will all die. Only by running away can they preserve the seeds of the race's revival.

However, the scattered fishmen were unable to escape successfully.

On the left side of the fishman, the biting cold wind was howling, forming an absolute area of ​​extremely low temperature. The rain in the sky turned into frost in mid-air before it had time to fall to the ground.

It was such an extremely cold place that the fish people didn't dare to get close to it at all.

On the right side of the murloc, a powerful dwarf held a huge shield and smashed it on the ground to create a huge mud wall, completely blocking the murloc's way.

All the fish people's routes forward were blocked and they were surrounded on three sides.

Their only way out was to run in the direction they came from.

But in the direction where the fishmen were fleeing, the most terrifying demon king had been waiting for a long time.

Richard's lightning fell from the sky like a chain, accurately hitting the most special one among the fishermen.

He has the appearance of a fish, but has a face and hands and feet like a human.

"Ouch!" He lay on the ground trembling after being struck by lightning. One fishman after another ran away from him, and no one looked at him.

Richard walked over from among the fishmen, stepped on his chest, and asked condescendingly:
"You're the one who started the fish-man wave? Interesting."

"Jiligulu! Wah-wah!"

"Don't pretend. I have noticed you among the crowd for a long time. You are the only intelligent being among the murlocs. You must be able to speak the Common Language.

Choose, do you want to confess honestly or die unyielding? "

"Don't kill me, I'll tell you what I'm saying!"

Seeing the lightning in Richard's hand, the special fishman burst into tears and told everything like pouring beans.

……what?
The Travel City is beautiful and complete. The rich magic facilities provide great convenience to the residents of the Travel City, and the dense and complete administrative system also makes the residents feel safe. This is a place that many people yearn for. Even if you only live in the suburbs of the Travel City, it is much better than living in other cities.

But it is not easy to take root in the Travel City, especially for those refugees who sneaked in from other forces. If they want to survive around the Travel City, the first thing they have to face is not even the guards that can be seen everywhere in the Travel City, but the high prices of the Travel City.

As a commercial city, the City of Travel does not have a complete magic industrial system, but the City of Travel has money.

The most advanced and fashionable magic machinery in the entire Silver City-State, the Travel City will always be the first to get it. Not only is there the most advanced fully automatic magic machinery factory in the entire Silver City-State, but the people cleaning the streets are all magical creatures made of magic.

Those little monsters don't even need to be paid for their work, as long as they are given a bite to eat. Moreover, they are not picky about food, and will eat anything, including garbage and rotten things.

Because they are not real creatures, they cannot be poisoned, sick, or sleepy. Even if the little monsters work until their core fails and they die of exhaustion on the spot, they will not really die. They will only be collected by the mages and refined again, and they will be a brave man again after a few hours.

Apart from sweeping the floor, most of the unskilled work in the Travel City is done by these tireless little elves.

If those refugees had the ability, they wouldn't have become refugees. Many of them don't have magic, and they are just mortals, how can they possibly beat these Creation Scroll Kings?

In addition, begging is strictly prohibited in the travel city, blocking the last way for refugees. Most refugees can only choose dangerous jobs that normal people would never choose.

The world of Asia is unfair. Some people are born in Rome, while others are born as cattle and horses.

But the Asian Sands world is also fair. No matter how difficult the conditions are, there will always be a glimmer of hope.

After smuggling to the Travel City, most refugees would choose the southern suburbs where the economy is more developed and survival is relatively easy. Even if they don't choose the southern suburbs, they will choose the agricultural area in the eastern suburbs and the magic experiment area in the western suburbs. But no one chooses the northern suburbs.

The northern suburbs are either a forbidden magic zone or a wetland swamp. Even the locals of the Travel City cannot live here, let alone the refugees.

Besides, the refugees went through so much trouble to sneak into the Travel City just to have a better life. Who would be willing to stay in the northern suburbs?

Refugees living in the northern suburbs are like Run people who spent hundreds of thousands of dollars to sneak into Eagle Country and then found a cave next to the crater of a volcano as a house. This is crazy.

Of course, throughout history, there were refugees who tried to settle in the northern suburbs, but they all died. Ordinary people without magic powers could only rely on miracles to survive in the northern suburbs.

Shaqima Muhammad is the embodiment of miracles.

Soon after Muhammad was born, his parents sold him to a wizard, who conducted an inhumane blood fusion experiment on him.

After the experiment, Muhammad became half murloc, which made his skin allergic to sunlight. He had to avoid the sun, because if his skin was exposed to the sun for a short time, it would burn as if it was burned by fire.

He also had to keep his body moisturized at all times; once his skin dried out, it would crack and cause him excruciating pain.

As the son of a refugee, Mohammed was born into hell. But he found a way out of hell.

The wizard's original intention of doing the experiment was to create a magical creature that could compete with the elves through blood fusion.

Obviously, he failed.

As a failed experiment, Muhammad should be disposed of.

But for some reason, the wizard did not choose to kill Muhammad, but returned him to his parents.

Fortunately, Mohammed's parents were not good people, but they were not completely bad either.

They sold Muhammad in order to get money to survive. After they had money, they did not choose to sell Muhammad again, but raised him.

Because Mohammed had to keep his skin moisturized at all times and avoid sunlight, his father chose to settle down in the northern suburbs near the wetlands.

The air is humid enough to allow Mohammed to move around his home instead of staying in the tank all the time.

Unfortunately, perhaps it was karma, or perhaps it was destiny, when Mohammed was 7 years old, the magical creature crystal lizard in the wetlands attacked Mohammed's home.

Mohammed's parents were eaten by crystal lizards, and only young Mohammed escaped the disaster by swimming.

If you survive a catastrophe, you must have a finishing blow.

In a panic, Muhammad fled from the wetlands to the Forbidden Magic Swamp and suddenly came across a gathering place of murlocs.

Thanks to the favor of the goddess of fate, Muhammad did not become food of the mermen because he had some merman blood in him. Instead, he was accepted by the mermen in the swamp and became the first merman among the swamp mermen to possess human intelligence!

With a large group of merfolk as his companions, Muhammad managed to survive, because the merfolk would always take him with them when hunting and would share their hunted prey with him. Muhammad even lived a life of food and drink without having to work hard.

If he lived in the wetland swamp, Mohammed might have lived a simple but happy life as a fish. But Mohammed was not content with this.

He wanted to avenge his parents.

When the murlocs hunt swamp creatures, they only eat the flesh of the swamp creatures, and many parts that the murlocs cannot digest will be discarded by them at will.

Muhammad would collect these things and secretly sell them in the Mage Market.

He kept all the money and resources he got from selling goods, fantasizing that one day he would find a wizard to learn magic from, and then seek revenge on the crystal lizard.

And this was the beginning of his luck and misfortune.

(End of this chapter)