The fisherman druid is in another world

Chapter 790

"Disembark now. You'll have to walk the rest of the way on your own," the ship owner said to the representatives of the various exploration groups gathered together.

This was arranged long ago.

The boat owner stated from the beginning that the docking permit he received was of a lower grade. He could not dock; he could only stay at sea more than ten kilometers away.

The current docking point is at least 20 kilometers away from the volcanic island.

That was also something that had been explained long ago.

Getting too close makes it easy to be targeted and persecuted by other vessels. Unless the adventure team is willing to allocate enough skilled personnel to guard the Anglerfish.

Of course, there are other options, such as hiring a group of highly skilled thugs to be responsible for the protection of the ships.

However, the participants in this operation had very limited trust in each other, and no one was willing to spend a considerable amount of money to improve the level of security for their escape route.

With limited budgets at their disposal, they prefer to spend on projects that make them feel more secure and worthwhile, such as improving their own capabilities and adaptability through external means.

Against this backdrop, the Anglerfish will not only drop off the adventurers at a more distant location, but will also enter a silent deep-sea diving mode.

What? The ship's structure isn't capable of deep-sea diving?

Of course, it's a temporary effect added by consuming a high-level magic scroll.

Therefore, time waits for no one, and the Anglerfish will depart at the agreed time. If the adventure group fails to return in time, they can only blame themselves.

For the same reason, every group that has paid a deposit has a coordinate binder. If this binder is unfortunately killed and has no means of resurrection or a spare body for their soul to temporarily reside in, then they will miss their way out because they cannot find the Anglerfish.

This agreement is indeed a bit unreasonable, but given the current market conditions, there might be some good quality at a low price. If you missed out, you can't blame anyone else.

The Moon Elves led by Black Robb naturally received extra preferential treatment.

It wasn't that the boat owner was kind-hearted, but rather that the moon spirit demonstrated sufficient value.

Not only are the repairmen reliable and efficient, but they also have strong combat capabilities.

Moreover, to put it more bluntly, the Moon Elf may have welded the ship during the previous repair process, leaving behind a positioning effect for tracking the location.

When faced with a powerful figure who is unavoidable and whose choice between upholding the stated agreement is a matter of a single thought, one must naturally adopt the right attitude.

Ironically, the strong often don't need extra care.

This can be considered an alternative phenomenon of taking from the deficient to make up for the excessive.

The speedboat, over forty meters long, sailed on the dark sea.

Black Robb stood at the bow, gazing at the volcanic island, ignoring the other crew members who had departed from the Anglerfish.

The existence of extraordinary technology has made it commonplace to carry speedboats in bags. Coastal city-states generally have specialized vessels for storing and selling scrolls and magical artifacts. As the popularity of the Celestial Raven's Relics continues to rise, those selling tools and vehicles are earning far more money than before.

Boats under fifty meters in length belong to a certain class. Most of the adventure groups that disembarked from the Anglerfish used speedboats of this class.

However, Black Robo saved that money. The Moon Elf had its own speedboat, which was the silver, upturned speedboat he was standing on now. It had better performance, but it still couldn't escape the constraints of being unable to withstand strong winds and waves.

For example, right now, this sea area is not only windy and rough, but also has many turbulent currents.

This is not only because the volcanic island heats the seawater, causing it to collide with the cold ocean currents, but also because the appearance of the volcanic island has caused the region's supernatural forces to be in a state of agitation, which has not yet subsided.

Of course, with the support of the supernatural force field, the raging waves couldn't damage the fragile speedboats immediately. On the contrary, the speedboats' high speed was extremely prominent, making it look like they were flying between the crests of the waves. A dozen or so boats were riding the waves on the desolate sea, chasing each other, which was quite a sight to behold.

However, this leisurely drive didn't last long before it was interrupted.

Flying group.

Like a sky-high version of a motorcycle gang, their vehicles have the characteristics of ground effect vehicles, and their flying effect is even better than the speedboats used by adventurers.

In addition, these creatures can also move underwater like cavitation torpedoes. Although they cannot stay submerged for long, it is enough to cross the most dangerous and sparsely populated distances. Once they surface, they are already in a close-quarters combat situation.

Black Robb wasn't afraid of this tactic. He waved his Water Staff, guiding the water flow and temporarily shaping it so that a flying boat, along with the surrounding water, formed a temporary conduit. Like a roller coaster entering a tunnel, it climbed from underwater to the surface, passing by Black Robb not far away.

'Crack!' The dark elf, who had been turned into a puppet by Black Rob in the life-or-death arena in Cape City, made his move and swiftly beheaded the thug. Meanwhile, the snake-man, now a blood magic puppet, used his blood to control water, forming a giant hand that grabbed the flying boat as if it were a toy, shook off the corpses inside, and then presented it to Black Rob.

Black Rob only glanced at it twice, but he had already obtained the relevant technical principles and manufacturing process of the flying boat. He nodded slightly, and the Blood Serpent Man used his blood-red hand to crush it into a pile of fragments, which he then casually scattered into the sea.

Not every adventure team can face the flying thugs with the same composure as Black Robb.

If these guys aren't dealt with in time and allowed to take advantageous positions, we'll face attacks from short-range weapons like torpedoes, as well as close-range attacks from thugs.

When they emerge from the water, the bottom and even the bow of the airship will be temporarily specially treated, making them impervious to magic and disadvantageous to physical attacks.

After all, power comes from the ground, and it is difficult to get enough power when you are at sea or on a speedboat.

Even if they could borrow it, the reaction force would greatly increase the likelihood of the speedboat capsizing or overturning.

The flyskim boat, on the other hand, makes full use of the combined effects of weight and inertia, employing a strategy of thrusting with its bow, smashing with its hull, and cutting with its stern rotor, while not rushing to reveal itself, much like advancing with a giant shield.

The adventurers understood that the thugs' main goal was to force them to capsize and fall into the water, and then slowly torture them.

Therefore, several groups chose to use forceful methods from the outset.

What else? Keep them as spoils for the thugs of the desolate sea?
Of course, there are also those who are very confident in their own combat capabilities, especially in water and sea warfare. Black Robb even saw a group that simply put away their speedboats and relied on their aura buffs to walk on water as if on flat ground, forming a battle formation on the sea to fight the enemy.

To be honest, he liked this style of not running away when surrounded, but instead turning the tables and killing the surrounding enemies until they were completely terrified.

Unfortunately, this style doesn't suit the Moon Elf. The current situation is fraught with numerous eyes, both overt and covert, making it impossible to see everything clearly, thus hindering his boastful behavior.

As far as he knew, the Moon Elves' style was like a sharp but fragile glass sword; they would do anything to avoid bloody battles.

Therefore, Black Rob chose to speed up his escape from this smoky and polluted area.

But some people were clearly stubborn and wanted to challenge him.

So he didn't tolerate it and let Estelle take action.

Estelle is also a spellcaster, specializing in powerful and pure evocation spells, while her younger brother Estelle takes a more sinister and ruthless approach.

'Sizzle!' A black energy ray streaked across the sky, as if it had sliced ​​through space itself, leaving a mark that lingered for a long time.

Faced with this death ray, whether one dives underwater or activates an energy protective field, the outcome is the same: defenses are directly breached. Instant cast, silent cast, super-powerful, super-ultra-powerful… According to the rules of the D&D world, this belongs to the advanced profession of Magic Cannon Instructor, who specializes in evoking supermagic.

Black Robo has a 'super' attribute in both the potent and extreme effects categories, which forcibly raises the spell slot and increases both the lower and upper limits.

For example, a spell at the 9th ring, once it becomes extremely powerful, enters the category of a forbidden spell at the 10th ring.

The Super Effect triples both the lower and upper limits of power.

Of course, such an improvement requires not only exaggerated energy consumption, but also terrifying spellcasting and spell control abilities, meaning that Black Rob's soul is powerful enough to make it seem effortless.

The pure black death ray, with its unreasonable and excessively strong effect, ignored all defenses. Anyone hit by it died instantly. Within three breaths, the number of kills had climbed to double digits, scaring the flying thugs into changing routes and avoiding it from a distance. Black Rob's speedboat sped away.

Some of the more astute individuals, who had been secretly trying to curry favor with Black Rob's crew from the start, kept a close distance to Black Rob's speedboat and kept a close eye on his movements. Naturally, they also accelerated wildly at this moment, managing to escape danger without any real peril.

What followed was a completely different scene, like a pod of whales encountering a pack of sharks, or a pride of lions encountering a pack of wolves. A chaotic battle, seemingly without any rhyme or reason, quickly unfolded and escalated to a fever pitch.

This is certainly a selection process; it exists not only in the sea but also on islands.

Before even setting foot on the island, one could see extraordinary cannons nestled among the rugged rocks.

Although this magic cannon is not airtight and has no rifling, its ammunition uses a rocket-like range-extending principle and has an extremely sophisticated locking system.

Once locked on, the shell will continuously adjust its trajectory, like a leech, making it extremely difficult to break free of its lock. With this lock, the shell's hit rate is terrifyingly high.

The enemy, positioned on higher ground, began firing from a distance of over ten kilometers.

Even Black Robo's probe-based scanning perception couldn't reach that far; it initially withstood two shots head-on.

Then he threw out the flying puppet.

Although the flying golem is just a magical raven, its concept is very advanced, equivalent to a reconnaissance aircraft combined with a laser-guided shield.

This laser is neither supernatural force nor visible light, but rather a legitimate technological achievement.

In addition, the magical raven flies high and is invisible, so those targeted by it do not notice it in time.

Then Black Robb used composite magic to create a ballista-like effect with a magical model, shooting an arrowhead with power no less than a heavy anti-ship missile.

The arrow, with a shaft thicker than an adult's thumb and a length of over a meter, split into more than ten pieces in its final flight, and then, in the form of a high-temperature jet, gave the magic cannon and its surroundings a targeted downpour.

The magic cannon and its operator were reduced to ashes in the violent explosion and subsequent intense burning, making rescue and recovery impossible.

When the same situation occurred again and again, the artillery company that was firing at sea targets from the rocks in the form of coastal artillery was quickly overwhelmed, and its personnel fled the artillery position in disarray.

Having defeated the bunch of scoundrels who were using their advantageous terrain to shoot their magic cannons at targets, Black Robb and his group did not encounter any new enemies before landing.

Moreover, Black Robb and his group chose the more difficult path instead of the easier one. After returning their boat, they all played on the water, climbing up the rocky cliffs where the waves crashed against the rocks, and arrived directly at the magic cannon position.

Black Rob himself certainly didn't choose such a clumsy way to get ashore.

He first let the giant waves carry him for a while, then rode the wind and gracefully landed.

Before the other moon elves could all come up, they encountered a group of dark elves who had rushed over.

Clean up the mess and salvage the abandoned magic cannons?

It doesn't matter. If it is, then it's deserved. If not, then it's just bad luck. You wanted to take advantage of someone, but the timing was wrong.

Without a word, the other side unleashed a long-range attack with a wave of their hand.

It mainly consisted of enchanted arrow rain, interspersed with energy missiles and energy arrows.

The attack arrived in an instant, but Esters, controlled by Black Rob, simply waved his staff, summoning a sea breeze that instantly transformed into a hurricane, sweeping away everything, including not only arrows but also energy attacks.

Meanwhile, the opposing team followed standard procedure, with their sword and shield bearers already stepping up to form a shield wall to guard against Black Rob's ranged counterattacks.

As a result, Black Rob slammed the end of the flowing water magic array in his hand toward the ground.

'Crack!' A bolt of lightning flashed, followed by a downpour of acid rain.

It turns out that when the hurricane was formed earlier, Black Robo had already subtly created rain clouds. Now, when the staff was slammed into the ground, it was equivalent to activating the spell. The rain, which was imbued with dense dark power, was no less effective than aqua regia or strong acid.

The group of superhumans who arrived, mainly dark elves, did not anticipate Black Rob's move in time, but they were highly vigilant and had good combat skills. They erected a protective barrier as soon as they were exposed to some acid rain.

The light film formed by this barrier is like oil, preventing acid rain from penetrating it, which then slides off.

But the underground attack arrived at that moment.

It turned out that when Black Rob slammed the ground with the end of his staff, he not only activated the acid rain but also transferred the power of the water element. At that moment, the gushing water transformed into piercing ice spikes, instantly trapping the group in a predicament akin to a bed of nails.

However, some mages still managed to withstand the acid rain and ice spikes with their mage armor, and promptly unleashed powerful attacks such as the Disintegration Ray, not just one, but a total of six.

The six rays struck Estes, but the next second, Estes turned into a water-man.

At that moment, Black Rob burst out from underground and appeared right in the middle of the many ice spikes.

It turned out that by striking the ground with the staff, he used a water escape technique to curve his way into the enemy ranks from underground.

The Flowing Water Staff suddenly exploded, creating an ice-blue halo that rippled outwards. Caught off guard, many dark elves were instantly cut in two.

Among this group, some remained calm under pressure, using their accessories or other life-saving items to withstand the initial onslaught. They then pounced on Black Robo, with several of them surrounded by a magical light.

'Boom!' Before the attack even landed, Black Robo deliberately self-destructed.

Then look again, the Water Elemental, whose true form was revealed after being targeted by the Death Ray, has taken the place of Black Robo, who was killing the enemy horde.

The Black Robo, who had been replaced, also took over the position of Morphling.

The dark elves, who were blasted and disheveled by the water elemental explosion, were shocked to discover that the explosion had caused fog to quickly rise in the area where they were located.

"Scatter! Withdraw!" Seeing that things were going wrong, the commander hurriedly ordered a retreat.

However, it was too late. After the Water Elemental exploded, another person appeared in the fog where the Water Elemental had been: a Dark Elf Puppet.

This puppet, whose appearance is easily mistaken, now wields a pair of short swords, unleashing a series of shadow flashes and using the mist to wreak havoc.

(End of this chapter)