The fisherman druid is in another world

Chapter 813

The advance team and the first rotating combat team members return to the underwater matrix.

With a splash, a figure was carried onto the frozen pier like a cargo bag.

This ice is the concrete result of the extraordinary individuals' continuous creation of an underwater matrix.

Even the simplest standing position required high-level matrix nodes and energy networks, but now it is completely encased in solid ice.

Like the flowing patterns of light within amber, it appears both magnificent and mysterious.

Due to the power of the laws, these solid ice crystals do not emit coldness, thus maintaining a low temperature with lower energy consumption. They resemble ice marrow formed by the erosion of wind and water elements on a millennium-old ice plain, possessing a series of extraordinary properties.

Now, on this translucent yet harder-than-rock-like substance, blood rapidly spread, hissing and crackling. It was as if flowing lava were the substance itself.

Someone quickly came up to help and dragged the disheveled wounded man onto the platform.

The fake Numas, which had completed its transformation and recovery underwater, leaped out of the water and landed steadily on the platform after receiving a boost.

His condition didn't look too good either; his armor was damaged in many places, and he had cuts of various sizes.

However, there were no penetrating wounds. Although many of the cuts were long and deep, with the flesh rolled back, which looked quite gruesome, no blood was gushing out.

In summary, the reason he can hold on is not only because Numas is a high-level transcendent being and a shaman, and the tauren are tough enough, but also because of the Ancient Thorn's talent, which gives him the ability to transform into plants and enjoy the benefits of it. This is why his wounds don't bleed.

At this point, someone had already tried to stop the bleeding of the wounded person he had helped.

He then advised, "Detoxify first!"

"Oh, oh!" the rescuer responded, immediately changing their approach.

As it turned out, Blackrobo's advice was absolutely correct.

After eliminating the erosion of various alien supernatural forces and even the power of laws within the injured person's body, the healing ability will quickly take effect due to the physique of a high-level supernatural being.

In such situations, adding external assistance would yield excellent results.

Including the explosion of the giant sea worm's tail, in the midst of the crisis, it wasn't just the fake Numas who managed to retrieve the injured.

But whether it was the wounded, others who escaped, or those who remained, only one person, Fake Numas, came up with a practical solution immediately.

Black Robb only realized that he had never experienced such a scene before, even for legendary powerhouses, after noticing that many people were paying him special attention.

They should theoretically be exposed to extraordinary events of this caliber, but let's not forget the current environment and trends.

For the surface alchemists, those who have intricate connections with fallen gods, witnessing the descent of a deity is a rare sight that might only happen once every few decades. How many opportunities do the underground races, whose supernatural cultural foundation is shallow and whose history of rise is relatively short, have to come into contact with the truly high-level events in the supernatural world?

The reason why the shamans of the Ibelin Shamanic Society appear so experienced is because they are backed by the Night God Society.

Even the most powerful Night God can't predict everything. He can only offer some technical and experiential advice. So the shamans have a general idea of ​​the direction, and all that's left is to stay calm and deal with whatever comes their way.

Unlike Black Rob, who has experienced even more bizarre and high-level supernatural events, he has an inherent confidence that "this is nothing." As a result, he accidentally made a "gap" in his acting.

Fortunately, it wasn't a particularly big problem. With a relevant professional background, sufficient composure, and a stroke of good inspiration, this performance is understandable.

Moreover, none of the adventurers had the time or inclination to think about such a minor incident or whether someone's character had been exposed.

At this moment, people's main emotions are lingering fear and a sense of shared sorrow.

Several people were also on edge, and Black Robb noticed that more than one person was frequently looking at the dark water, as if a deadly monster might leap out from underwater at any moment.

A headcount revealed that seven people were missing. The main cause of the loss was the explosion at the tail of the giant sea worm, which resulted in numerous casualties, including Raging Tide Nekos, Shadow Solina, and three other advance team members.

The other two were unlucky creatures stuck to the hindquarters of the giant sea worm.

On the contrary, the fake Numas, who always kept a distance from the giant sea worm like a kite, had time to react even in the face of an emergency. Therefore, he could survive without using extreme measures and even deliberately got injured while saving people.

Before the survivors and those who had escaped could review the failed operation, a new attack from the Dimensional God Kingdom arrived.

It didn't come from the other world, but from the Black Sea after the glaciers collapsed.

What's coming is a pod of big whales, which at first glance looks like killer whales.

But these oddities are much uglier than orcas.

If orcas are like sleek sports cars, these weirdos are like ugly, modified wasteland vehicles. Their style perfectly matches the post-apocalyptic wasteland aesthetic, which prioritizes practicality. They have thick shells, menacing spikes, and, most impressively, long-range attack capabilities similar to torpedoes and crossbows.

Once these massive machines took up their firing positions and unleashed a devastating barrage, the matrix, resembling transparent balloons in water, suddenly appeared to be in grave danger.

Of course, the actual situation isn't that bad.

While underwater matrices may not be as robust as semi-permanent fortresses, they are not lacking in defensive and counter-attack capabilities.

For example, the honeycomb explosive crossbow.

Whether they were mountain dwarves, orcs, or wild elves, when they migrated underground to survive, they brought some surface things and concepts into the underground world, including bees.

As far as Black Robb knows, there is now an underground beekeeping industry that produces honey and beeswax, and it has long been widespread.

Therefore, the honeycomb structure is known to underground people, and because underground people often face limited space, the honeycomb structure has been applied to many fields, including architecture.

The Hive Explosion Fury carried by the adventure team was technologically advanced and launched in a timely manner. It clashed with the attacks of the monsters underwater. In the end, very few torpedo-like and crossbow-like projectiles were able to pass through the blast zone, as they were all caught by what appeared to be a thin layer of energy shield.

Meanwhile, the other two firing positions' honeycomb crossbows failed to intercept the strange creature effectively, resulting in them being blown to bits, their shells cracking and splattering, blood gushing out, and polluting the seawater.

Although the group of underwater giants were outmatched, their actual losses were very limited, and they did not lose their composure. Even their blood mixed with the seawater and, under the interference of strange supernatural forces, formed a water mist force field, making it difficult for the adventurers' various senses to perceive its true form.

The superhumans expected a fierce battle to follow, but the whale-like monsters circled around a large area more than 200 meters in front of the underwater matrix and then withdrew.

None of the adventurers felt at ease about this.

After all, the strange occurrences in the Dimensional God Kingdom's outer world have always been such that the last one to appear would die in battle. Now that they know how to retreat, it means that the Dimensional God Kingdom's mechanism has changed.

This is most likely not a good thing.

Some people suggested, "Why don't we withdraw first as a sign of respect?"

These words naturally displeased the Iberian shamans, led by Hafra.

But what can you do if you're unhappy?
At least half of the adventurer's group members were lured in by the Ibelin Shamans. While they exhibit some degree of loyalty, they are ultimately partners, not subordinates. Moreover, the recent actions of the Ibelin Shamans have left some of them secretly resentful.

The frustrating part is that, if you say the shamans didn't contribute, they worked very hard in battle and also helped everyone during the retreat, allowing people to act as support, saving them effort and, more importantly, giving them time to recover.

You could say the shamans are capable, but on the one hand, their actions failed, and on the other hand, they lacked sufficient communication. The shamans themselves were quite united, but the others felt like they were being used as cannon fodder.

If this superficial cooperation, with each party actually fighting its own battles, continued, it would be fine. But the fact that they've cooperated so well on things like deploying the underwater matrix is ​​quite unusual.

Everyone contributed—technology, materials, personnel—but there was no sense of teamwork. When the fighting actually started, it became a bunch of shamans banding together and showing off, while the other adventurers fought their own battles.

But to complain about this seems rather naive. Doesn't the person even have a clue about the atmosphere between the various factions of the underground races?
What is the true nature of this adventure team? We have no idea.
They all had their own agendas to begin with, and were blinded by greed. They thought they were capable of both offense and defense, and that they were smart enough not to suffer a big loss. But reality taught them a lesson, and they started complaining and blaming themselves for not being able to accept defeat!
So, having no way to vent the fire, they simply suppressed it.

When faced with new situations, don't expect to be able to restrain yourself and prioritize the big picture as before. Just speak up and see if people will agree.

To be honest, quite a few people had the same idea. Once someone started, others chimed in: "I think there are too many unexpected new developments in the inner world. It's worth making more preparations. We all understand each other's eagerness, but with things like this, the more hasty you are, the more likely problems will arise."

While some people are offering their rational analysis, others object, loudly pointing out: "Then what about this underwater matrix? It's not removable; will everyone have to share the costs?"

This displeased some people, who spoke with sarcasm: "When the tasks were assigned, some people volunteered and said they were willing to do the lion's share of the work in setting up the underwater matrix."

Someone else chimed in: "If we're going to haggle over the cost-sharing, then shouldn't we also share the compensation for the seven people who recently sacrificed their lives? We agreed to look after and help each other."

These words infuriated others: "You were only helping out when you were able to, so using this as leverage to blackmail us is pointless. Our shamanic guild contributed the most and took the brunt of the enemy's strongest and most devastating damage. We even lost our battle formation constructs. Who will we hold accountable for this?"

"Who should we report to? If that's the case, then I'd like to ask, if there's such a tactic, why didn't you even coordinate beforehand? Whether it's the advance team or the rotation team, did you consider us your teammates?"

Seeing that the argument was getting increasingly heated and was about to shift from complaining to venting emotions, Hafra took responsibility and declared: "Alright, on behalf of the Ibelin Shamanic Association, I hereby announce that we have indeed made extensive preparations for this operation, and there is no need for another battle. We are withdrawing!"

Black Rob, who had been silently observing the situation, thought to himself, "This is for the best!"

He suspected that the reason why the wave of whale-like creatures suddenly withdrew was probably because the Abyss Jellyfish had digested the technology contained in the Blood Silk Monster and was preparing to upgrade the Divine Guard Force.

In this context, if the adventure team doesn't withdraw, he believes it won't be long before he sees whether his prediction is correct: the whale-like monsters, which have been patched, will likely return to fight again.

Having escaped this calamity, it doesn't matter; the surprise will be offered to the adventure team next time they come.

From his own perspective, his meddling here is simply a way to force Night God to continue investing more.

The Ibelin Shaman Society and a few Night God Society members who intervened as secret society members were not enough. At least another high-level combat force needed to be mobilized to leave the Night God's lair, which he called the Abyss Dimension, so that he could take advantage of the situation and enter.

When the time comes, as long as the conflict between him and the Lord of the Dimensional God Kingdom reaches a fever pitch, he will launch a full-scale attack on the other side, putting the Lord in a dilemma!

Since someone has stepped forward to take responsibility, there's nothing more for the others to say; they should just leave.

The underwater matrix still needs to have its key items recovered.

As the group left, the Matrix began its countdown to collapse because its energy pool had been drained.

However, Black Rob had secretly sabotaged things.

His actions could ensure that the matrix remains intact instead of collapsing.

He was confident that the rulers of the dimensional kingdoms could make good use of this unusual relic, even if it was just to gather intelligence. If the adventure team tried the same trick again, the underwater matrix might become a pit they had dug for themselves.

There's not much to say about the retreat. The adventurer group's overall strength remains formidable.

However, this retreat took them directly to the Earthsea.

This was a special request from the Iberian Shamans.

Black Rob also understood the deeper meaning behind this approach.

Starting from the lower half of the abyss, it has already been affected by the power of the laws of the dimensional divine kingdom.

Just like compressed biscuits, even though they are soaked from a relatively thin sheet into a large lump, they still contain a significant amount of the ingredients found in compressed biscuits.

In such an environment, certain special preparations made for dimensional divine realms will lose their accuracy because they will be unknowingly affected by the distorted laws of the dimensional divine realms.

Furthermore, the Ibelin Shamanic Order certainly spared no expense for this operation.

A fortress-like town, floating in the sea, appeared there when the adventurer group retreated to the Earth Sea. Brightly lit, it resembled a giant sea monster.

Because it has dug deep enough and its size is sufficient, it is no longer affected by the raging waves above or the various undercurrents and turbulent currents below. It has even started some side businesses, such as deep-sea salvage and the collection of solar energy.

Yes, now that the overflowing power of the sun has fallen to a fraction of its peak, the adventure team has only just begun to attempt to collect this power.

They had known for a long time that this power was precious, but at the time, the more tempting remains of the Sky Raven attracted the adventurers, so the adventurers naturally valued the cost over the profit.

On the other hand, the technology, and even the hardware and software conditions, are not yet mature.

Even with Black Robo's advanced technology, those who camped on the edge of the volcanic island were still harassed by strange entities. One can imagine the situation for those stationed in the center of the island. They had to guard against both strange entities and competitors, making it difficult to expand their operations and collect solar energy.

Furthermore, adventurers also understand the principle of keeping the spoils within the group. The rising power of the sun will erode the Earth Sea Clouds and even the rock layers of the Earth Sea Dome, creating semi-transcendent or transcendent items that can be collected in the future.

Although there are conversion losses, it is still profitable. However, mining is not a job for high-level superhumans; the cost simply doesn't add up.

In short, the extraordinary beings of the underground races all have their own set of assessments and strategies on how to make the most of a single resource, and they all agree on the general direction, even having a tacit understanding.

Unfortunately, with Black Robo causing trouble, the treasure has gradually become less useful.

If he didn't have a higher goal, Black Robb didn't want the situation to get too chaotic. Instead, he wanted Night God to feel that the situation was under control and that the project could continue. In that case, he was confident that he could successfully plunder one or two of the three treasure transport teams that left the Earthsea with a large number of raven remains.

Even now, he can be certain that, despite the continuous work of the Rune Pyramid and his efforts, even if all the primordial light power extracted and concentrated from the outflowing raven remains, it would not be enough to make up a set of resources for becoming a god.

On the contrary, the Twilight priesthood he controls allows him to further advance by leveraging the resources he has acquired.

From twilight, then the setting sun.

Twilight is just light, but sunset is sun.

However, taking this step would affect the nature of the sun in this world, causing too much disruption, and the project is not suitable for the near future.

Especially for projects like this, which are like building an aircraft carrier, the construction is difficult, the maintenance costs are high, and they are particularly conspicuous. Even if there is sufficient necessity, it is best to do more preparation.

(End of this chapter)