Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God
Chapter 924 - 574 Black Prison_3

Chapter 924: Chapter 574 Black Prison_3

As they were forced to retreat, the opponent had already taken the chance to charge into the Black Prison.

Aaah, aaah, aaah!!!

Unhuman howls emanated from the terrifying entity, followed by countless faint screams one after another, echoing into the deepest depths of the Black Prison.

It was unclear whether there were monsters responding or just the echoes produced in the cramped spaces of the Black Prison.

The Deep Forest Valley Warriors standing at the edge of the Black Prison couldn’t tell whether they were truly seeing it, or if it was an illusion, but the black fog within the prison seemed to surge continuously, appearing to meld with the monster and respond to it.

"Prophet, what exactly was that?" A Half-Elf, who appeared to be just over thirty years old from his visage, had his Pegasus mount fly up next to Laurantice to ask.

This man was Serlemon Uras, Lord of the Deep Forest Valley. Despite appearing to be in his early thirties, his actual age far exceeded that of a normal human lifespan, as he had been Lord for over thirty years.

The supposedly all-knowing old Mage, Laurantice, this time, did not immediately offer an answer but expressed a puzzled look and said, "The opponent is definitely an Undead, but this variety I have never heard of. It looks a bit like the Corpse Giant Crab and a bit like the Graveyard Fiend, yet neither the form nor the abilities resemble them exactly."

"Could it be a new war instrument devised by some powerful Necromancer?" Serlemon seized the moment to speculate.

"That would be the only reasonable explanation, but a Necromancer capable of creating such a terrifying Undead war tool is no ordinary person, and we have heard nothing of such a being in our Valley," Laurantice said, furrowing his brow as he contemplated all the legendary Necromancers he was familiar with, none of which matched.

"What exactly its origins are we can leave aside for now, what is the purpose of this creature entering the Black Prison, and what should we do now?" This was Serlemon’s most pressing concern.

This unknown and terrifying Undead had demonstrated the capability to storm and conquer, and now it had even burrowed into the Black Prison, a place of unknowns to them.

It was akin to stacking a double-layered buff, definitely not as simple as one plus one. This situation escalated the disaster to a hellish catastrophe level.

Once it exploded, the Deep Forest Valley would be the first to face the impact, potentially obliterated in an instant, with no remains left.

"This matter has surpassed our capability to handle alone; issue an immediate alert to surrounding valleys and request aid from the Elf Royal Court," Laurantice also realized the gravity of the situation at once and suggested a call for assistance.

Their proposition was not unreasonable, their decisions quick.

But the development of the situation far exceeded their expectations.

A terrifying explosion came from within the Black Prison, like something had collapsed, followed by numerous splashing sounds of water, as if countless creatures were swimming upstream through a temporary river below.

Old Mage Laurantice, without hesitation, cast a Spell Extension-enhanced Daylight Spell towards the Black Prison.

The vastly expanded range of the Daylight Spell immediately tore through the darkness enveloping the Black Prison, revealing everything below in minute detail.

They hadn’t misheard, indeed numerous fierce creatures were swimming upstream, with gouts of blood blooming in the turbulent river, as hefty Big Mahaa Fish flipped belly up and were quickly swept deeper into the Black Prison.

The creatures in the water were not hunting, but simply slaughtering, not just the Big Mahaa Fish, soon various other aquatic creatures floated up too.

"Their wounds are not right, not all are bites; there are also puncture wounds from weapons. The others are not merely beasts but weapon-wielding creatures," Serlemon immediately gleaned ample information from the corpses of these aquatic creatures, "Release the arrows, release the arrows, release the arrows."

However, merely this information was not sufficient as the possibilities were numerous, it could be aquatic intelligent beings, amphibious intelligent beings, or even terrestrial beings proficient in swimming. Given the prior entry of an Undead, it was possible they had summoned a group of swimming Undead.

The simplest method was to kill one and have it float to the surface for identification.

Without needing orders from Serlemon, hundreds of precisely aimed arrows shot out from the dense forest on both banks.

Their archery was undeniably accurate, targeting where the waves crested, but the outcome was nil; most of the damage was blocked by the water.

This was the awkwardness of terrestrial shooting weapons against underwater creatures; the soft and formless water flow served as the highest quality shield, and those creatures were extremely adept at using it.

However, they not only had excellent archers but also Mages, and a strong, experienced Mage soon thought of a brilliant countermeasure.

Along with a spell being cast, a twenty-meter square section of the river, including the water and the creatures inside, floated upwards into the air.

The Seventh-Ring Spell Reverse Gravity.

It placed all creatures within the covered area into a state of reversed gravity.

Merely seconds after dropping, the creatures in the water were essentially separated from it, exposing these hidden slaughterers.

These creatures had stocky bodies similar to Dwarves, covered densely in Gold Coin-sized scales. Both their legs and arms were exceedingly stout yet slightly shorter in comparison. However, their feet differed drastically from humans, not large footpads but rather immense webbed feet similar to amphibious creatures like frogs.

What stood out the most, however, were their heads: each a massive fish head with sharp teeth akin to those of a shark, with dark yellow eyes naturally positioned on either side of their heads, which granted them an advantageous view underwater. On land, however, they appeared cross-eyed, unintentionally giving an impression of foolishness. Yet, anyone who believed that impression was usually not far from their death, because these were highly intelligent amphibious aquatic creatures known as Koutao Fishmen.