The First Servant
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"Dib, just being vigilant is probably not enough. If we can't eliminate the doubts in our tribesmen's hearts, the amount of blood we capture will become less and less. By then, the three-headed snake god Kumera's protection of our tribe will disappear! Then when the black tide comes."
Fingart said in his distinctive husky voice.
"Hiss!" The complexion of the middle and high-level murloc warriors changed drastically upon hearing this.
This kind of situation had never happened when the old fishman prophet was here, but as the tribe's strength was greatly damaged this time, there was not enough blood and food.
"Then tell me what we should do, Fingate!" Faced with Fingate's obvious sabotage, Dib suppressed his inner anger and said in a deep voice.
"You can't just talk and not do anything. Tomorrow, I will lead the tribe's warriors to search for the missing tribesmen. I must find them alive or dead! Eliminating the tribesmen's fear is the most important thing!"
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At this time, Richard was thinking about a problem. The internal strife among the fishmen seemed to be a good opportunity.
The fish-man prophet can speak Akkadian, a wizard language widely circulated in ancient times. It can be reasonably inferred that the two prophet disciples, Dib and Fingate, must also speak Akkadian to some extent.
Could he reach a cooperation with one of them?
Richard thought about it, folding his arms across his chest and pacing back and forth in the cave.
Richard kept thinking about the specific plan in his mind. After a while, he had a general idea of a plan, but he still had to think about the specific content carefully
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The next morning, Richard, who had just completed a cycle of Rodrigo's meditation method, received a warning from the Soul-Eating Spider in his mind, saying that a large number of murloc warriors had begun searching around the murloc camp.
Richard was immediately delighted when he heard this, it was exactly what he wished for.
For a large operation like this one by the Murloc Tribe, there must be a commander, and if the commander happens to be one of the two disciples of the old Murloc Prophet.
Obviously, the whereabouts of the high-level magic stone can be known with a high probability.
This was also part of Richard's plan last night. In the best case scenario, he would capture or kill the Murloc Prophet's disciple alive.
Of course, Richard also considered that if that didn't work, a high-level murloc warrior would also do, but there would be more follow-up steps and the whole process would be more troublesome.
Immediately, Richard walked out of the cave and planned to confirm who was the commander of the other team.
With a wave of the Skeleton Summoning Staff, a pale green light lit up on the ground, and two skeleton archers and a skeleton berserker crawled out from the inverted pentagram magic circle. Richard brought the skeleton guards who were guarding the cave entrance, and the group of five immediately rushed towards the direction of the Soul-Eating Demon Spider.
When they were about to approach the murlocs, Richard arranged a skeleton archer to hide on an extremely thick dragon fern tree. The trunk was dozens of meters high, with intertwined branches and broad leaves. If the murloc warriors under the tree did not look up attentively, they would not be able to find the skeleton archer hidden among them.
After settling down, Richard avoided the search of the fishmen from afar.
After a while, a large number of murloc warriors searched the area in scattered groups. Richard quickly used the zero-level witchcraft undead vision and the vision of the skeleton archer on the tree top to find a gray-robed murloc who was suspected to be the disciple of the murloc prophet.
This made Richard overjoyed. He thought that this operation would most likely be led by a high-level murloc warrior, but he did not expect that the only two disciples of the prophet would also be dispatched.
This made Richard's plan directly optimal!
Now, I just don't know if it's Dib or Fingart?
Richard continued to observe through the undead vision. As the gray-robed fishman gradually approached, his face gradually became clear.
But to be honest, in the eyes of humans, the appearance of most mermen is difficult to distinguish, which is probably as difficult as it is for mermen to distinguish humans.
However, comparing the difference in clothing between the two disciples of the prophet in the memory of the double-bladed fishman, Richard could basically conclude that the gray-robed fishman in front of him should be Fingart, not Dite.
Because one of Dite's iconic features is a fishbone staff that is extremely similar to the Murloc Prophet's.
And Fingart was holding a short staff, and the gray-robed fishman in front of him was holding a short staff in his hand.
Now that the target has been determined, the problem facing Richard now is how to capture or kill the opponent alive.
There are nearly thirty or forty murloc warriors in front of him. They are outnumbered and powerful. If Richard fights hard, he cannot say that he has no chance, but the risk and loss will be greater.
Richard's mind turned, and he immediately had a general idea.
Quickly arriving at a nearby valley, Richard buried a bundle of Fire Dancing Stars and Silver Moon Dust in the bushes at the entrance of the valley and covered it carefully.
This location is the only way to enter the valley.
Richard tied two tubes of Fire Dancing Stars to the arrows of the two skeleton archers, and then had them hide on the high slopes on both sides of the valley.
He was waiting in a secret place hundreds of meters away from the valley with the Skeleton Berserkers and Skeleton Guardians.
After everything was arranged, Richard ordered the Soul-Eating Spider to control the Shell-Back Octopus, quickly killed an ordinary fishman warrior, and dragged its body slowly into the valley.
After a while, the murloc warriors discovered that someone was missing, and quickly followed the trail of the shell-back octopus to the entrance of the valley.
After a while of communication, several double-bladed murlocs took the lead, followed by dozens of ordinary murlocs, and rushed into the valley aggressively. The gray-robed murloc and another high-level murloc warrior were the last to provide support.
At this time, many murloc warriors have discovered the Shell-Back Octopus that killed their compatriots, and are fighting against the Shell-Back Octopus controlled by the Soul-Eating Demon Spider. The Shell-Back Octopus, with its thick skin and flesh, is not afraid of the attack of these ordinary murloc warriors at all.
Whether it was arrows or swords, when they hit its thick skin, they were bounced off by the tough epidermal tissue.
If the double-bladed fishman could chop it, it might scratch its skin a little, but it would not cause any serious injuries.
The murloc warriors, relying on their numbers, fearlessly besieged the shell-back octopus, probably thinking that once the prophet's disciples and high-level warriors arrived, they would be able to quickly kill the "culprit" before their eyes.
"It seems that this should be the culprit for the disappearance of the tribe's team the day before yesterday. However, monsters like the shell-back octopus usually come out to look for food at night. How come this one comes out during the day? It's really strange." Fingart said to the senior fishman warrior beside him.
"Gru, it seems you have to take action. Later, I will cast a spell on this octopus to reduce its defense! From now on, it's up to you." Fingart looked at Gru encouragingly and said.
"Yes, Lord Fingart!" Gru patted his chest heavily.
After saying that, Gru, who was tall and holding a big knife in his hand, strode out!
The ordinary murloc warriors who were besieging the Shell-Back Octopus immediately separated a passage in the middle to allow the advanced murloc warrior named Gru to join the battle.
When Richard saw it, his eyes lit up. The opportunity he had been waiting for finally came.
Suddenly, on the high slope on one side of the valley, a skeleton archer stood up abruptly and shot an extremely accurate arrow at Fingate, who was casting some kind of witchcraft to lower the defense of the shell-carrying octopus. The tip of the arrow was faintly red.
Fingate immediately noticed the arrow and interrupted the spell. A huge water ball instantly emerged around him and wrapped himself up.
"Boom!" A violent explosion sounded!
This sudden explosion sound came from behind, causing many fishmen warriors in the battle in front to turn back in a hurry to check, only to see their own prophet disciple Fingart walking out of the water ball with a calm expression, his robes intact, and they immediately felt relieved.
"Over there!" Without any command from Fingart, a double-bladed murloc took the initiative to lead several ordinary murloc warriors and rushed towards the skeleton archer who had just shot the arrow.
Suddenly, there was another sharp sound of breaking air from the other side. This time, a trace of panic flashed in Fingart's eyes, and he rushed forward quickly in a somewhat embarrassed manner.
He had just used up the defensive magic in his short staff.
"Boom!" There was another violent explosion, which caused the high-level fishman warrior named Gru to stop waving the sword in his hand. He had no time to pay attention to the shell-back octopus and turned to look at Fingart in surprise.
This time, Fingart was no longer as calm as before. His head was covered with grass and his grey robe was splashed with mud.
Richard, who was hiding and observing, felt relieved and thought to himself, "That's it! He's a level 3 wizard apprentice, but he doesn't even have two magic props!"
These two arrows were a test to test how strong the prophet's disciples were so that subsequent plans could be made. But obviously, the opponent's strength was weaker than Richard expected.
The two explosions brought back a small number of fishmen warriors who were originally fighting with the shell-back octopus in the front, and they closely guarded the prophet's disciple Fingart. The place where they gathered happened to be near the bomb buried by Richard.
Now, it's Richard's turn!
"Swish!" A sharp sound of breaking through the air was heard. Just as the fishmen present were watching the steel arrow that had obviously missed the target and hit the bushes, they breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts.
But the next second.
"Boom!!!" An explosion much more violent than the previous one was heard. Where dozens of fishmen had originally stood, only a huge pit several meters deep and more than ten meters in diameter was left.
Most of the murloc warriors guarding Fingart were blown to pieces, and a few had broken limbs and were still wailing.
Even though Fingart had defensive magic and many murloc warriors to block the shock wave of the explosion, he still fell to the side and vomited blood.
The explosion made the senior murloc warrior Gru and other murloc warriors who were fighting the shell-back octopus in the front extremely anxious.
On one side, his prophet disciple Fingate was attacked, and on the other side, a giant monster was fighting with him, making it impossible for him to escape.
Richard ordered the Skeleton Berserkers and Skeleton Guardians to charge directly at the opponent's high-level murloc warrior Gru.
He then used the Possessed Skeleton Technique to switch back and forth between the two skeleton archers, using the skills of a master archer to kill scattered fish-man warriors.
Gru, the high-level murloc warrior who could only fight the Shell-Back Octopus to a draw, had his murloc minions who were helping him killed one by one. Not long after, he was strangled to death by the Shell-Back Octopus's thick tentacles!
At this time, Richard appeared from the bushes beside him and walked slowly towards Fingart who was lying on the ground.
However, in order to avoid accidents, Richard was still very cautious and summoned the four undead summons to his side.
"You should understand what I say, right?" Richard spoke word by word in Akkadian, the wizard language commonly used in ancient times.
"I understand what you say!" Fingart looked at the human who suddenly appeared in front of him in shock, and spoke with his fish lips opening and closing.
"I'm glad you understand. If you want to live, hand over a bit of your soul essence and let me plant a soul mark on you." Richard said calmly.
"This is absolutely impossible. I would rather die!" said Fingat with a firm look in his eyes.
"Oh, you would rather die than be the prophet of your tribe? As long as you agree to let me plant the soul mark, I have a way to let you ascend to the throne of prophet, how about it?" Richard tempted.
"How do you know this?" Fingart's already bulging eyes became even more bulging because of surprise!
"Don't worry about how I know this, whether you agree or not!"
"No this is betrayal!"
"Are you really unwilling? What a pity. In fact, even if you don't cooperate with me, I can still achieve my goal, it's just a little more troublesome." Richard smiled slightly.
At this time, Gru, the senior murloc warrior who had been killed by the shell-back octopus, walked towards Fingart step by step.
"This, this. I know. You are a necromancer among humans, an extremely evil necromancer!" Fingart was extremely panicked at this moment. He remembered the horrific rumors about human necromancers.
Because he mistakenly believed that Gru, who was controlled by the Soul-Eating Spider, was transformed into a zombie by Richard.
At this point, Fingate gave up and agreed immediately!
"I agree. I am willing to submit! I, the humble Fingart, am willing to be your servant!"
Because he knew that even if he did not cooperate, the necromancer in front of him might extract his soul and search it, and his body might be turned into a zombie.
Instead of this, it's better to be obedient!
Richard didn't expect that Fingart would agree so easily after seeing Gru controlled by the Soul-Eating Spider.
After Fingart handed over a bit of his soul essence, Richard quickly planted a soul mark on him.
You know, after handing over a trace of his soul essence and having his soul mark planted on him, Fingart has essentially become Richard's slave.
As long as Richard has a thought in his mind, he can directly destroy Fingart's soul through the soul mark.
It can be said that the opponent's life or death depends on Richard's thought.
According to legend, only extremely rare soul-splitting witchcraft, or certain witchcraft that has long been extinct, can offset or weaken the effects of soul imprints, but generally speaking, it will also cause serious damage to the soul.
Obviously, the Fingat in front of him, a prophet's disciple of a small fishman tribe, definitely does not have this kind of secret skill.
"Master!" Seeing Fingate standing respectfully beside him, Li realized that he could be a little bolder and change his plan.
(End of this chapter)
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