Starting from Ainz Ooal Gown, simultaneously traveling through time

The night is deep and quiet, the moon is hidden and the stars are few.

Billy and Mark exchanged a glance and nodded vigorously—the time to act had come.

They had already figured out that although the Sea Kings did not need to sleep for long periods like humans, they still arranged for some members to take turns resting at night, and their vigilance was relatively low.

More importantly, after long-term observation and careful probing, Billy confirmed a key weakness of the Sea Kings:

Their vision deteriorates significantly at night, becoming far less sensitive than during the day.

This is undoubtedly the best opportunity.

"Fellow countrymen," Billy said in a low voice to the group of resolute-looking companions behind him, who were gripping their makeshift weapons.

"These sea kings have invaded our homes, enslaved our loved ones, and are guilty of countless acts of violence."

"Tonight is the night of revenge. Remember, be quiet, be swift, and strike the vitals!"

People nodded silently.

They smeared mud mixed with special plant juices on their bodies to mask the smell and made simple camouflage with vines and branches.

Then, taking advantage of the natural curtain of night, they stealthily made their way towards the Sea King's camp like ghosts.

Soon, they successfully approached their target.

Inside the camp, several sea kings were dozing off, and the rest of the figures appeared sluggish in the dim light.

Billy knew that the Sea Kings had extremely tough skin, and ordinary weapons could hardly harm them.

However, their bodies are not without weaknesses; their eyes, ears, and long noses are all vulnerable points.

In particular, their long nose, which helps them breathe on land, will cause them immense pain and difficulty moving if it is severely damaged or severed.

Thus began a silent yet ruthless surprise attack.

Aiming at a dozing target, a poisoned iron spike plunges deep into the eye socket or pierces the ear canal from a tricky angle.

Even worse, some people plunged sharpened wooden spears forcefully into the anus of the Sea King...

Several muffled groans and short twitches echoed in the darkness, and several sea kings lost their lives in their sleep or in a daze.

However, the good fortune did not last long.

Awakened by the dying struggle of his companion, Aquaman vaguely saw swaying figures and let out a piercing scream: "Enemy attack! Human slaves! They've rebelled!"

The camp was instantly awakened, and chaos ensued.

"Where? I can't see!"

"Light a fire! Quickly, use torches for illumination!"

The sea kings were somewhat flustered due to poor visibility.

But soon, an aged and majestic voice broke through the noise; it was the Sea King priest, who raised his pearl-encrusted staff and began chanting an incantation:

"A foolish struggle! Third-tier magic: [Collective Eagle Eye]!"

A magical glow swept across.

The Aquamen's vision, which had been veiled in darkness, suddenly became clear, and they could even see the texture of leaves in the distance.

The panic on their faces was quickly replaced by ferocity.

"Find them! Leave no one alive! Slaughter these despicable traitors!" the priest roared.

Their whereabouts have been exposed, and their escape route is cut off.

"Fight these monsters!" Billy knew his plans had been disrupted, and now only one option remained: battle.

He roared and raised the harpoon in his hand.

"Let's give it our all!"

"For our deceased loved ones!"

All the human slaves involved in the operation unleashed their final, blood-soaked courage.

They burst from their hiding place and collided with the Sea King warriors who had seen them.

However, courage cannot instantly bridge the gap in strength.

Sea King warriors possess immense strength and incredibly tough skin.

With a casual wave of the hand, it can knock away the crude weapons in the hands of humans; its heavy fist can easily crush bones and tear flesh apart.

Several exceptionally strong Neptune warriors charged into the crowd, moving almost unopposed and causing massive casualties in an instant.

Humanity's lines quickly crumbled, screams filled the air, and the situation took a sharp turn for the worse.

"Is it still... not working?" Billy deflected an attack, his arm trembling, and despair welled up inside him.

He underestimated the priest's magical ability to reverse the situation, and overestimated his own side's chances of survival in direct combat.

"Hahaha! Ants are just ants! Do you see? This is what happens when you rebel against the favored ones of the gods!"

The Neptune priest roared triumphantly not far away, encouraging his warriors.

"Kill! Use their blood to lay the foundation for the soon-to-be-completed temple!"

Just then, a tall figure of a sea king walked from the other side of the camp and went straight to the priest's side.

The priest glanced at it and scolded it unhappily, "Bakla! ​​You abandoned your post this afternoon and are only returning now?"

"Don't forget the sacred mission bestowed upon us by His Majesty the Sea Emperor and the great Sea Dragon God!"

The sea king named "Bakla" stopped and faced the priest.

Its eyes appeared somewhat vacant under the magical light, and its voice was flat: "Mission...of course I remember, High Priest, I will...prove my loyalty."

Before it finished speaking, it suddenly drew its bone knife from its waist and, to the astonishment of the priest and the surrounding sea kings, pierced the priest's throat with lightning speed!

"Uh...you..." The priest clutched his neck, from which blue blood was gushing out, stared incredulously at his "comrade" before collapsing to the ground.

"Bakla! ​​Are you crazy?!"

"Traitor! It killed the high priest!"

"Seize it! Avenge the priest!"

The Neptune camp was in an uproar.

Bakla turned a deaf ear to the cries of his fellow citizens.

Like a painless killing machine, it charged into the nearest group of sea kings, brandishing its bone blade. The blade flashed fiercely, and several more sea king warriors fell into pools of blood in an instant.

The humans were also stunned.

"They...fight amongst themselves?" Mark gasped, incredulous.

Billy, however, saw the Aquaman in a frenzy of killing and his heart skipped a beat.

That was the Sea King leader who had been controlled by that mysterious human powerhouse during the day!

"It's him! He's helping us!"

"Opportunity! This is our only chance! Counterattack! Follow that 'traitor' and kill!"

He roared, and the morale that was on the verge of collapse was rekindled by this bizarre change, giving rise to a faint glimmer of hope.

The surviving human warriors mustered their remaining strength and launched a counterattack against the disorganized Neptune forces amidst the chaos.

The Sea Kings were caught in a chaotic situation, struggling to deal with the mad "rebellion" of Bakla and the sudden, intensified counterattack from humans. Their command structure completely collapsed.

After killing more than ten Aquamen and causing even greater chaos, Bakura was eventually surrounded and killed by several Aquamen experts who had recovered their senses.

Before it died, it cried out expressionlessly, "For the Sea Dragon God..."

This left the other Aquamen bewildered and enraged.

"Damn it! That madman Bakla! ​​What on earth has possessed him?!"

"Forget about that dead traitor! Cleanse these damned humans! The priest's revenge will be washed away with the blood of all of them!"

The remaining Sea King warriors turned their rage on humanity.

Despite the heavy losses and the death of the priest, they still held an absolute advantage in individual strength.

They grinned maliciously, preparing to launch a final, crushing attack to completely end this "farce".

Just at this critical moment, another unexpected event occurred.

Without warning, a soft and vibrant emerald-green rain of light fell from the night sky, precisely enveloping each human warrior.

The moment the light touched his body, a miracle occurred:

The lacerations that had torn and bleeding healed rapidly, and the broken bones regenerated.

Years of wear and tear and chronic ailments seemed to be swept away by a gentle breeze, and all fatigue vanished.

The body, weakened by long-term malnutrition, seemed to be infused with new vitality, and the muscles bulged slightly.

Their strength, speed, and endurance all instantly reached a peak they had never achieved in their lives!

"This...this is..."

"My injuries are healed! Power... I'm full of power!"

"The sea god has appeared? No... is it a gift from the forest? Or...?"

The human warriors were both surprised and delighted, feeling the surging power within them, and could hardly believe it.

The sea kings were also stunned by this sudden sight.

"Playing tricks! It must be some kind of low-level witchcraft by these humans!" One of the sea king leaders was the first to react and shouted angrily.

"Don't be fooled! Kill them all, and all illusions will vanish!"

However, humans at this moment are no longer the slaves who were at the mercy of others, just moments before.

Billy gripped the harpoon tightly, feeling an unprecedented power, as if it could tear through the darkness, surge through his veins. The despair in his eyes was replaced by a burning fighting spirit.

"My compatriots!" His voice was steady and powerful, echoing in the night.

"Now, we lack nothing! Except... to make these invaders pay for their crimes in blood!"