Sacrifice is always the warrior's brain. -------- From the Book of Mencius.

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  A resolute expression flashed across Ningshu's face, and her lips began to move slightly.

  "Don't!" Old Xu cried out in despair.

  It's too late.

  Bolts of blue light flashed by, and the Shark Knights and Tiger Sharks were surrounded by a giant golden man, including Mermaid Princess Eriol riding on a black seahorse.

  Twelve golden men surrounded the directions around them tightly.

  The merfolk's nerves, which had just relaxed, were once again on the verge of collapse. These twelve golden men were standing upright on the surface of the water, and with each step they took, a "creaking" sound of metal friction was emitted. On the surface of the sea, their footprints were like a string of ripples that spread out.

  The mermaid princess's blue pupils reflected an increasingly large golden statue, and fear began to rise above the hearts of all sea tribes.

  The brief moment just now didn't allow everyone to see clearly, but the golden men now let everyone see through clearly. These golden men are all over with a dazzling bronze color, shining with unparalleled ancient simplicity. Although each pose is very slow, it has a mountain-like heavy oppressive feeling.

  Their faces were all strange in appearance, with curly beards and hair, deep-set eagle eyes, high noses, prominent cheekbones, and expressions that couldn't be discerned as smiling or serious; their clothes were also carved into unprecedented styles, surrounded by mysterious and mystical mercury symbols.

  It is clear that these wonderful talismans are the driving force behind their every move.

  They have more or less scars on their bodies, some of which are terrifying and unimaginable. What kind of opponent could leave such glorious marks on this strong metal body?

  On the Aegean continent, powerful alchemists of several countries can also create magical dolls. Relying on the six-pointed star magic array and gems or crystal nuclei carved on the body of the magical doll as power sources, they engage in combat or adventures.

  In the Battle of Hyrule a thousand years ago, these Darknuts also participated in the fight against Bimon. These Darknuts had no pain sensation and were driven solely by the magic arrays of the magicians, which was indeed very formidable.

  However, no magician from any country has ever been able to create a magical puppet of such enormous volume, with such height and width, weighing over 200,000 pounds. This is simply an impossible task for alchemists.

  The magical affinity of metal was originally very poor, so the magic puppets on the Aegean continent were generally wooden puppets, earth puppets and stone puppets, among which stone puppets were considered to be relatively powerful. It is said that some evil undead mages can even use bones to make bone puppets, but these magic puppets, regardless of their type, would pale in comparison when standing before the "Ten-Bladed Golden Giants", just like fireflies facing a bright moon.

  What a great oriental nation, with such high craftsmanship two thousand years ago. No wonder it was able to establish a powerful empire, have the Hai nationality as its navy, and build walls of up to ten thousand miles. Helen even forgot her own situation, immersed in admiration and nostalgia for this great nation.

  All the merfolk even forgot to dive and escape, staring blankly at those twelve magnificent golden men who were as majestic as gods.

  Why did the golden people just sink into the water and now stand on the surface like a water spider? Many sea tribes are desperately thinking about the answer in their minds.

  The tiger sharks have scattered and fled, they are just animals, avoiding a powerful enemy is instinctual.

  The once mighty and proud Devil Shark Knight only realized that his mind was so fragile when faced with an even stronger power.

  Not only them, but also the beautiful mermaid princess Evelyn's heart was completely filled with the golden man who carried the ancient wisdom of the East.

  Hehe, mirage. Only Liu Zhen was smiling with a twitch at the corner of his mouth.

  "Concentrate!" Fogelson Xu shouted at the clam girl, his eyebrows knotted together like a copper lock that couldn't hold back anxiety and helplessness.

  The golden figure stood still in front of the merfolk, its towering physique stretching up to the sky like a massive screen, blocking out the sunlight and casting shadows on the hearts of all the merfolk.

  "Dear Princess Averil!" Mr. Xu hastily greeted the mermaid princess in the sea: "This is an accident, just an accident! We travelers are just passing by on the sea, unintentionally offending your dignity, please forgive our mistake..."

  "Human! Are you still insulting me?" The mermaid princess's tail gently tapped the seawater, covering up her inner panic.

  "You can't beat him no matter how hard you try, and it's embarrassing to leave! Liu Zhen said viciously: "What do you want to do now?"

  "Even Bi Meng is more reverent than you!" Old Xu looked at Liu with deep anger in his eyes.

  "Richard!" Helen grasped Liu Zhen's arm, "We, the Bamons, dare to face the strongest enemies and never need anyone's charity or protection. Dying on the battlefield is the best destination for every Bamon! I don't want to stay on this ship anymore, let's go!"

  Helen's frail body burst forth with strength, causing Old Man Xu's face to light up with joy.

  "I didn't mean that... I..." Fogelson. Xu wanted to defend himself, but suddenly realized he couldn't stay with them either, and quickly shut his mouth.

  Hypocrite. Liu Zhenhong let out a loud and clear snort through his large nostrils.

  The mermaid princess waved her hand to stop the restless and already recovered magic shark knights. Since the other side had obviously shown weakness, now was the perfect time to take advantage of the situation. If they were to fight hard, it would be meaningless and out of control.

  It's really not worth it to fight a disastrous battle just to argue over something inexplicable, and the terror of these few golden people is really too difficult to imagine.

  The mussel girl's jade-like voice let out a deep, helpless sigh, and with a wave of her hand, the twelve golden men on the sea vanished into thin air, leaving a vast expanse of empty space on the surface of the water.

  "Our raft is gone, how are we going to get across?" Liu Zhen actually had a belly full of reluctance.

  "Helen's reply was brief and forceful: 'Go.'"

  "Wait a minute!" said the mermaid princess again.

  "I want you to tie them up and give them to me as a gift! Otherwise, I won't accept your apology!" Evie saw the Easterner on the boat being intimidated by her again, and she began to show off.

  "These guests have nothing to do with us, how can we have the right to tie them up and send them to you! This condition is too excessive!" The clam girl couldn't help but ask with her eyebrows raised.

  The clam girl's jade-like body was as still as a clamshell, but her flower-like limbs trembled with rage.

  "Richard, let's go!" Helen didn't show any resentment or blame, her expressionless eyes swept over the crowd around them.

  Fogerson. Xu gave the Panda Warriors a wink, and they looked at each other with a mixture of shame and guilt, everyone avoiding his gaze, looking down at the scattered bamboo rafts on the deck, Gud felt ashamed and turned his face to one side.

  Liu Zhenhong held Helen's hand with one hand and dragged a huge turtle shell with the other, slowly walking through the crowd on the ship. The turtle shell scraped against the deck, making an ear-piercing noise, his eyes full of disdain.

  "I despise you." Liu Zhenhong walked past Fogelson's side and whispered in his ear, "Utter contempt."

  Xu Lao's face faintly smiled, a visible and discernible disdain rippled.

  A grief and indignation beyond words surged up in Helen's heart, this unnamable grief made her chest feel like it was being pressed down by a heavy weight, making her almost suffocate.

  Helen sang out loud a most majestic verse from the Bhagavad Gita.

  Floating gently in mid-air...

  Half a maple leaf...

  That is the embodiment of my scorching blood and courage...

  Oh...

  Glory of Campas...

  It all started with you...

  The majestic sound was sung by countless mouths of the worshippers, and when it reached Helen's mouth, the majesty had turned into a tragic grandeur. Everyone who heard the war song could almost imagine those brave warriors of Byblos, advancing wave after wave with a determination to die, charging towards the powerful enemy.

  The panda warriors were all suppressing their emotions, burying their heads, and each finger was pinched to the bone "crackling" sound.

  Although Dongfang is compared to Bimon, after all, it has been prosperous in the Western Continent for many years. The hearts of Bimon are all connected, which inevitably makes the Pantaloon Panda Warriors feel a sense of sorrow and loss.

  "The wind is mournful... the Yi River is cold, a brave warrior has gone... and will not return..." The shell girl's eyes, like jade, were filled with tears as she too began to sing an ancient Eastern song. The melody was sorrowful and stirring, expressing the Shell People of the Mo Yu tribe's farewell to this ill-fated pair, Bi Mung.

  Proudly smiling amidst the boundless waves...

  Fiery passion triumphs over red sunlight...

  Gall like iron cast, bones like refined steel...

  Chest broad as a hundred thousand zhang, eyesight stretching ten thousand li far...

  Strive for self-improvement and be a good man...

  It is better to be strong than to be weak.

  Liu Zhenhong could no longer hold back the surging passion, and a stirring but unorthodox battle song burst forth from his lips. The melody was bold to the extreme, as he sang while beating on the turtle shell in his hand, just like beating a giant war drum. The dull sound of the drum and the majestic battle song blended together, creating a unique flavor that brought out the sound of golden armor and iron horses.

  Brilliant rays of light rolled across his body, a dazzling aura like the plumage of a peacock spreading out from him and surging into the bodies of all the panda warriors.

  The bodies of the Pantan tribe's panda warriors underwent a sudden and strange transformation, with every muscle swelling up like water-filled wine sacks, bulging violently. Thick blood vessels emerged from their bodies, and the white undershirts on their upper body were stretched taut. The black-and-white fur on their bodies stood upright, their whiskers tense, even the black rings around their eyes instantly turned a deep crimson red.

  The pandas' bodies were shaking violently.

  Unstoppable.

  "You're a sea tribe!" Good yelled to the sky, picking up a harpoon from the deck and stepping onto the ship's side. A residual shadow flashed by in an instant, and the harpoon was already shot down at a demon shark warrior on the surface of the sea.

  The rest of the Panda Warriors were not to be outdone, and with a loud roar, they picked up their fishing spears and threw them down.

  The Shark Warriors didn't see everything that happened on the boat, they had just celebrated the disappearance of the powerful Golden Man, and the mysterious Eastern traveler was humbly yielding to their princess, when several sorrowful songs burst forth, just as they were still indulging in the wonderful singing, a row of black and white alternating heads flashed by, more than ten harpoon spears shot out.

  Mako Shark Knights are the elite of the sea tribe, and not just a name in vain. Every Gablin Knight instinctively thinks of using the bone fork in their hand to resist at the first moment.

  Mako Shark Knights are concentrators of power and magic, the object of envy for all warriors, their strength is absolutely comparable to their pride.

  All the Shark Knights had already chanted the first syllable of their innate magic at the moment they raised their forks. Although their magic was not as swift as that of the demons, it was simplified to some extent compared to human magicians. Blocking this round of attacks, excellent Shark Warriors were able to shape a small water-based magic and join in the attack. As long as these Shark Knights were given enough time, the second spell would be enough to leave no one alive on this ship.

  Unfortunately, most of the bone forks in their hands had fallen into the icy ocean when Liu Zhen gave Benni Road Warrior a big slap just now.

  It wasn't until they felt a slight lightness in their hands, and then a bad feeling, that the dense school of trevally spears, like a swarm of locusts, had already reached the top of their heads.

  Muscle tearing with a muffled thud!

  With the inverted trident's three-pronged tip flashing like a bolt of lightning, driven by the terrifying power of the Pantan tribe's panda warriors, it had already exceeded the speed visible to the naked eye. The trident pierced through the Shark Warrior's skull and penetrated their robust bodies.

  The shark warriors vanished into thin air.

  No shrill cry, only a huge vortex on the sea surface, the shark warriors along with their tiger-headed sharks under their crotch had been shot into the vast ocean by the spearfish, without even splashing any water. Only vaguely seen were huge black shadows rapidly sinking in the seawater, finally disappearing.

  "Gurgling" bubbles floated to the surface, and after the bubbles burst, a huge, eye-catching crimson circle suddenly appeared in the azure sea water!

  What a terrible power, what a terrible Pantaloon warrior!

  Is this the strongest warrior of ancient Far East's Bimon?

  The mermaid princess was stunned, Helen was also stunned, and Liu Zhen was stunned this time.

  "Rampage!" Helen exclaimed.

  The performance of the Panda Warrior is exactly the standard Bimon Berserk phenomenon. After being inspired by the Berserker War Song, even the lowest-level Bimon Warriors can stimulate twice their normal combat power.

  Without the aid of any musical instruments, he was able to unleash a "Berserk War Song" with his own "singing power", something that even the most skilled priests found difficult to accomplish. How did Richard, who had been cursed by the demonic "Blood Sacrifice", manage to do it? His singing power could be glimpsed from the faint manifestation of his spiritual war song, so how was he able to complete such a complex war song? Helen's beautiful pupils dilated to their limits in an instant.

  And yet, the completely irregular battle songs are still being used. Even if natural evolution and upgrading were to occur, how could it possibly not conform to the recorded battle songs in the Mong's regular law? Yesterday's Heart Lock Chain Battle Song was like this, today's Crazy Battle Song is also like this!

  Is it possible that a naturally talented singer also has the terrifying ability to alter the Battle Hymn of the War God Campas?

  Helen seemed not to recognize her own Richard.

  The mermaid princess was not spared either, although she and her mount were farther away from the ship than the Mako Shark Knights, but the fishing spear that came out of nowhere was from Gudao, the strongest among the Panda Warriors. Gudao's fishing spear was the first to be launched, directly targeting this despicable and annoying princess.

  Gud's heart had no "pity the bamboo and cherish the shoots" thoughts, nor did he know why he hated this person so much. His brain hadn't even considered it before his harpoon was already in hand.

  Avery's mount - that magnificent skeletal sea horse burst forth with a massive explosion of sparks from its high head, the prongs seeming to strike not into the flesh of some creature but rather into a lump of living iron.

  But after going berserk, Gud's power was so strong that even a living iron couldn't stop it!

  The harpoon, imbued with unparalleled power, completely penetrated the hard bow of the ship, and the sharp tip of the spear, worn down by the skeletal remains of a sea horse, still maintained its momentum, fiercely stabbing into the snow-white and tender abdomen of the mermaid princess.

  The extremely hard fir wood handle, in the midst of buzzing vibrations, "Boom" burst out a cluster of flames -------- That was the consequence of the wooden handle no longer being able to withstand the high temperature after experiencing terrible friction.

  Such a powerful force did not even manage to shoot the seahorse into the deep sea water, but instead it was like encountering a strong pushback, reversing against the tide and exiting two or three meters.

  The mermaid princess and seahorse leaned softly on the surface of the sea, their bright red tails twitching convulsively.

  What a beautiful surprise! Liu Zhenhuan threw down the turtle shell in his hand, took a leap and jumped into the sea, and swam to the mermaid princess's side with a few strokes. The flames on the fishing spear were jumping, Liu Zhenhuan hurriedly extinguished the fire, didn't dare to pull out the fishing spear, and directly hugged the mermaid princess connected to the seahorse and swam back to the boat.

  When Liu Zhensheng climbed up the rope, Helen was already using the Spirit Song to dispel the berserk effect on the Panda Warriors.

  "What have you all done..." Old Xu asked sternly. His eyes were filled with horror, his voice was trembling, and his wise demeanor had vanished.

  Liu Zhen looked at him with a slanted gaze, as if he was looking at an old turtle wearing a green hat.

  "You fools, frightful, brainless Bimon worshippers... I...". Fogelson Xu almost couldn't think of any more curses, his three long mustaches quivering in the windless air, his face terrifying.

  "What a load of nonsense!" Liu Zhenhong retorted, "Don't forget, we're all on the same rope now!"

  This sentence is like a basin of icy water, poured over the old man's head, drenching him to the bone. So all curses and vicious abuse turned into nothing but bubbles.

  "It's all over..." The old man plopped down on the deck, saying dejectedly: "The Sea Clan will hunt us for the rest of our lives!"

  "This is what you said." Liu Zhen said, his hands not stopping, constantly checking the mermaid's pulse and heartbeat. "I think that as long as we save this mermaid princess, with her in our hands, we'll have a trump card. Do you understand 'to catch a mouse without using a bell'? To control the emperor to command the vassals is clear?"

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  Recommend two good books: "The Great Emperor of Sui" and "Slam Dunk Hero".

  Some book friends have reflected that the plot is too slow, so I hereby declare: I am not simply writing a struggle for hegemony. This is a book with more adventure, strange encounters and romantic luck in the early stages. If you want to see war, please wait for later.

  After all, troops aren't easy to maintain.

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