C20 No Matter How High Your Martial Arts Are You're Afraid of Running away

Shrimp Leader was right. The people of the sea would not give them much time.

Although the Divine Battle had given too many creatures a shock, some of them had also seen something else from it.

Deities were not absolutely invincible, and there were also differences between the strong and the weak. Then, if one's strength was powerful enough, could it be possible? ...

The people of the sea were quite confident in their own strength. They had already conquered the Seven Seas before they had obtained the power of the water bestowed by the gods. No matter how ferocious the sea beasts were, they could only serve as a proof of the warriors' coming of age ceremony.

And now, they had stepped onto the land while riding the waves, causing countless deaths. Many powerful creatures and races on the land could only tremble under the monstrous waves.

The valley that the people of the sea had hit repeatedly had already been breached, but because of an accident, the people of the sea could not turn the valley into an ocean.

However, this was not a big problem. If they could break through once, they could break through a second time. The continuous attacks had completely exhausted the war potential of the enemies in the valley.

The people of the sea had only lost a few legions, not even a priest.

The enemy was a race with great potential. The people of the sea were well aware that when all living beings were trembling in the waves, only the enemies in the valley had some ability to resist, and they had achieved quite a good result.

But that was all. The difference between the two sides was too great.

The people of the sea had already occupied the Seven Seas before landing. And the enemy only had one valley. After years of war, the number of enemies was less than half of an army - the half-fish people didn't know much about the shrimp people, they thought that every shrimp person was a warrior.

In the past, a single legion was enough to make the enemy panic. But now, there were a total of five legions.

They were not newly deployed legions from the rear. This time, they were all elites. They were the first batch of Dark Spawn who ascended the land. Among them, there was no lack of powerful warriors who had become famous during the expedition to the Seven Seas back then. They had experienced hundreds of battles and were very experienced. They had been fighting on the land for a long time. Whether it was in terms of physical strength or mental strength, they were at their peak.

If Dark Spawn was considered as a whole, then the army formed by these five elite troops was Dark Spawn's tightly clenched iron fist. This iron fist carried the power to crush everything.

And now, this crushing force, along with the waves, came from afar.

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The strong Deep One Warrior was swimming in the waves.

Scar Eye had lived for a long time, but thanks to Dark Spawn's long life. He was still a powerful warrior.

He had experienced many wars, wars against sea beasts, wars against the alien races in the ocean, wars against the seven seas, and wars against the alien races on land. And now, he was going to throw himself into the war against the alien races on land.

There was nothing bad about this. Scar Eye liked to fight, and he didn't dislike wars that could bring about fights. The long years of fighting didn't take away any parts of his body, but only left a few terrifying scars on him.

Scar Eye still remembered the first guy who left a mark on him. It was a alien who looked like a starfish and a jellyfish. The sharp weapon cut open his left face, but only left a scar on his left face. He dodged very quickly, but his head was not cut off by the attack.

The long wound cut through his left eye. Fortunately, his eye was fine. After the wound healed, the horrifying scar became his capital to praise his bravery. His original name was gradually forgotten, and Scar Eye became his new name.

As he experienced more and more battles, scar Eye gradually became a warrior who had experienced hundreds of battles. There were a few more dangerous scars on his body, but everyone still called him Scar Eye. The scar on the left side of his face was really impressive, especially since his left eye was not blind.

As the battles became more and more intense, the comrades around Scar Eye changed batch after batch. Battles were never romantic. War was even less so. Failure required a sacrifice of life, victory even more so required a sacrifice of life. Only the victors were alive, those who died... would also die.

Compared to his comrades who had fallen in the war, scar Eye was undoubtedly the victor.

Scar Eye gradually had a new nickname. The Half Fish people privately called him "Lucky Scar Eye." Some of the priests even came to a conclusion after secretly discussing it. Scar Eye was blessed by God.

However, scar Eye knew that it was not entirely because of luck.

As a warrior who had experienced hundreds of battles, scar Eye would occasionally be in charge of leading some young warriors and passing on some experience to them.

"It's good to be able to fight and charge, stab with the spear. It is even better to stab the enemy to death." Scar Eye rubbed his chin. The scar on the left side of his face made him look fierce and powerful in the eyes of those young Deep One. "I have seen many people who can fight and rush. When I see an enemy charging faster than anyone else, I see that. And then? "

"And then they defeated the strong enemy and won the battle?" A young Deep One Warrior answered.

"And then they died." Scar Eye shook his head. "The key to the battle is not how fierce your attacks are or how strong you are. It is about who can survive between you and your enemies. The one who survives is the winner."

"So," Scar Eye clapped his hands. He signaled the young soldiers to focus. "It is not the key to fight. The battle happened. If you can dodge the attack, then dodge it. If you can avoid injury, then you won't be injured. If you don't have a choice, then... If you were lightly injured, then don't get seriously injured. Only after that would you consider how to attack your opponent. After all, there are many enemies, but you only have one life. "

The young soldiers scoffed at Scar Eye's words. They thought that it was a cowardly idea. The young soldiers thought that the warriors who charged into the enemy lines were the real warriors worth learning.

Scar Eye could not do anything about it. He was gradually called "Coward Scar Eye" by the young soldiers. He did not care about that. The experienced soldiers did not call him that. They all knew that Scar Eye was right.

The glory of the warriors was in battle, and the glory of the warriors was after the battle.

The young warriors quickly verified Scar Eye's idea with their blood and lives. Those who could still fight gradually became experienced and cunning warriors.

And now, scar Eye and these experienced soldiers were swimming in the waves.

On the distant horizon, the valley gradually revealed itself. That was the land that the people of the sea could not breach. That was the city of the enemy.

Looking at the enemy city in the distance, scar Eye, who was in the middle of the waves, tightened his grip on the spear.

There was a new battle...