Gacha games can't save this bizarre world.

However, Smoot noticed something unusual, because the number of the fanged blackfish seemed to be increasing rapidly.

Where did all these come from?

Suddenly, he saw a black fish that had been whipped to death by its tail split into two black fish!

What is this thing? One dies and it becomes two? Does it even follow the law of conservation of energy anymore? Is it a perpetual motion machine?!

This is the Infinite Death Fish, which is considered low on the food chain in the Great Hunting Grounds world. Most aquatic creatures are more powerful than it.

But it is not afraid of death, because if one dies, it will split into two smaller ones.

This is also an extraordinary ability that evolved for survival! Fish that coexist with infinity and death.

Those creatures that could not adapt to the environment of the Great Hunting Grounds have long since become extinct.

There are also huge water birds by the water, as tall as a person, the kind with huge chins that look like fleshy pouches.

They're called diving pelicans. They can dive into the water, open their beaks wide, and scoop up fish like a fishing net. Especially the fish that die endlessly.

Its pocket-like chin is actually a natural miniature space device, capable of holding an infinite number of dead fish, each about the length of an arm!

I usually just suck on it, and when I'm hungry I eat a few strips, it's really satisfying~

Both of them were stunned by the strange creatures, but they also knew that the waterside was dangerous and not a place to stay for long. After drinking their fill of water, they decided to leave.

But before they could walk more than a few steps, a clump of water plants about a meter tall was suddenly parted by a fishbone spear, and a fishman with long, thin arms and legs, walking upright on land, and holding a bone spear appeared!

This thing looks like a giant fish with arms and legs!

"Wah la la woo la la~" The green fish-man with fish fins and bony spikes on his back was as excited as if he had seen his own uncles when he saw the two of them. He made a "wa la la" sound as if he had a mouthful of water and was looking up at the sky. He rushed over.

The rough fishbone spear in his hand was used without any hesitation to stab at his two uncles who came to deliver takeout.

However, thin arms and legs ultimately make one too weak.

If we're really going to count, although murlocs are also a superhuman species, this most ordinary murloc face doesn't even qualify as a Black Iron 1-star.

This is why they, as a group, became participants in the grand hunting ceremony. They relied on sheer numbers to win.

Smoot and the other two had no idea! They hadn't thought about it that much.

You pulled out your spell dagger and sonic gun, and I pulled out my elven longsword and shock gloves. Let's fight it out!

Smoot also knew not to use a gun, as it was too loud.

Although the fishman was as fierce as Lü Bu, he was still just a fishman. He was cut down by the two men in just a few blows.

Smoot was wearing impact gloves with +3 strength, and his elven longsword was exceptionally sharp. With his first strike, he severed the murloc's bone spear, and then with another strike, he severed one of the murloc's arms.

Vard distracted the murlocs with his sonic gun while simultaneously stabbing them three times in a second with his spell dagger!

Having already experienced so many dangers, neither of them were the reckless youths of modern city life anymore.

The murloc actually gave us face and dropped an item.

Smoot frowned as he picked up a gray, bead-like object that was sticky, soft, and slightly elastic.

The fish-man's eyeballs are food; eating them can restore injuries and stamina, and keep you full for three days.

It takes some determination to eat this stuff...

But as mentioned before, Murlocs win by sheer numbers.

Less than thirty seconds after the two killed the fishman, a series of faint sounds, "wa la la wu la la," could be heard from all around.

Just by listening to their sounds, there must be more than a dozen!

Both of their faces turned pale!

Although he ran several dozen meters, he was still blocked by the frantically running and shouting fish people.

At this point, there were already more than twenty merfolk.

Moreover, there were clearly two tall and large ones among them, with a height of over 1.5 meters.

Fishman Overlord!

“I’m sorry, Ward!” Smoot suddenly said.

"What?" Before Wade could react, he was tripped and fell.

After he got up, covered in mud, he found that Smoot was gone.

That's right, an invisibility cloak.

He first became invisible, then with a flick of his wrist, unleashed a force field palm strike that sent two fishmen flying, allowing him to escape the encirclement. Only Wald remained. He had already secretly used the parchment scroll and learned the power of the force field palm strike.

Smoot left very decisively, even taking the eyeball of the merman he had just acquired with him.

Desperate, Wald leaned against a small tree, clutching a spell dagger in his hand, while his sonic gun kept firing in circles.

Although he had temporarily prevented the fishman from advancing, he could already feel a slight throbbing in his temples.

Even if you wear an intelligence pendant that increases mental strength, it won't last long.

Five more minutes passed, and Wald began to feel a headache and dizziness. His legs started to weaken, and his vision began to blur. It felt as if red-hot steel needles were being inserted into his temples, causing him to break out in a sweat.

The merfolk grew impatient and began shouting even more furiously. By this time, sixty or seventy merfolk had gathered.

Not only did two more murloc overseers arrive, but an old murloc with a fishbone staff and pure white eyes—the blind sage Old Blind Eyes—also appeared.

If the Murloc Warlord is only considered Iron 1-star, then the Blind Sage Old Blindeye is Iron 2-star. Not only is he more intelligent, guiding the Murlocs to survival, but he also knows a few spells!

Can't hold it!

Wade leaned against a small tree and slowly slid down, the sonic gun in his hand falling to the ground.

He clung to his last shred of consciousness, watching as the double-image fishmen surrounded him. Looks like he's about to be eating a raw human!

But no, the blind prophet scolded the other murlocs, preventing them from eating directly. Instead, he carried Wald back to the murloc village.

It was called a village, but it was really just a bunch of small shacks built with debris from the water's edge, with only a roof and no walls.

However, the area is quite large, stretching for hundreds of meters at a glance. There must be at least one or two thousand fishmen here!

Together they constitute one contestant.

But the most prominent of the fishmen is a gigantic fishman who is over three meters tall. Its scales are the size of a palm, and its fangs are as long as a forearm.

It is an extremely rare giant mutant fish-man, and even rarer is that it is also a spellcaster.

It's the giant Murloc Warlock, a peak 5-star Black Iron warrior—Grimler! It's the true core of the Murloc warrior lineup.

Grimler has captured many rare offerings to perform an ancient merman ritual, using sacrifices to break through to the Bronze level!

Only by becoming a Bronze-level Murloc hero can it lead its people to victory.

Wad was tied to a tree stump, with about thirty other strange creatures serving as sacrifices beside him!

A fishman stood beside it, holding a bone knife, waiting for a sharp sound before ripping it open.

Just then, a loud "pop" rang out.

The old blind man with the purple scales who had grabbed Wald exploded into a pile of mangled flesh.

A tall, muscular, red-haired man with terrifyingly bulging muscles appeared beside the rotten flesh.

His face was covered in muscles, making him look extremely vicious!

"Oh, there's another unlucky fellow here." Kenjiro Hanma flashed his signature smile, completely ignoring the giant merman warlock Grimler not far away.

He originally came here to hunt down a "merman player", but unexpectedly picked up a person instead.

……

At the last minute, Nawad's fortunes took a turn for the better.

But Smoot was unlucky.

He had only been away for about ten minutes when he was suddenly entangled by a "tree trunk".

The tree trunk slid and transformed into a large snake with strange markings, disguised as a giant python.

Smoot was tightly bound to the tree, unable to lift his gauntlets or draw his longsword. Even with his +3 strength, he was still a bit weaker than this disguised giant python. As the air in his chest was gradually squeezed out, he began to feel dizzy and even started to hallucinate.

It felt like Charlie, the blonde, Wade, and the chubby boy were all standing around him, coldly watching him.

Even the homeless man who had been burned to death was staring at him, his body still emitting smoke.

"You bunch of bastards... Even if I die, I can kill you all again! Kill!"

He clenched his teeth, his features contorted, and with a ferocious expression, he squeezed out these words from between his teeth.

Just then, the giant python suddenly loosened its bonds.

Upon closer inspection, the giant python had somehow broken into two pieces.

"Huff huff huff~" Smot gasped for breath, his heart filled with the joy of escaping from a desperate situation.

Just then, a strange voice rang out, "What, aren't you going to thank your savior?"

Standing next to him was a black figure with only eyes and a mouth.

It was Raistlin, the Enderman, a wanted criminal by the Bureau of Mysteries.

……

The chubby boy was having a very good conversation with the young man from Song Dynasty.

Shen Si'en was eloquent and spoke pleasantly, which quickly made the chubby boy feel like he had met a kindred spirit.

At Shen Si'en's suggestion, the chubby boy found a stream and washed the mud off his face and body.

The ditch was covered in mud and smelled terrible.

The chubby boy was scrubbing off the mud, and Shen Si'en behind him laughed.

Food must be eaten hygienically; how can you eat it if it's not washed properly?

He removed his disguise, or rather, the image he had in the little fat boy's mind.

In the chubby boy's eyes, he was a handsome and gentle young man from the Song Dynasty.

But in reality, it has always been an octopus head.

Your eyes can deceive you, or rather, your five senses can deceive you.

With a simple manipulation of your brain, you can see and hear whatever you want. Mind thieves are experts at manipulating thoughts!