C176 Attacking Spiked Snake 22

When the fleet was less than two hundred meters from the shore.

Black waves emerged from the ruins as they charged towards the river bank in droves while hissing.

At the junction of the water and the land, the surging black tide came to a sudden halt.

They were roaring on the shore, roaring at the departing fleet.

They are afraid of water?

Of course not.

In the midst of the ruins