Me, Hydra

As I said before, the fishmen are a very weak race, even the fastest among them is only half as fast as a normal human, and the others are even less than a third of a normal human....

Seeing the large number of fish warriors, the centaur barbarians subconsciously wanted to evacuate, but they were shocked to see that the rune creatures that rushed out with the sound of the horn stuck to their legs and turned into a pile of slime that restricted their movement.......

Gritting his teeth, Blandwalden shouted out.

"There's no time left! Anyone who hasn't been entangled with these rune creatures yet, get out of here! Move the damaged ones to stay with me as a temple!"

Hearing Brandwalden's order, those around who hadn't yet been entangled by the rune creatures began to quickly evacuate. The centaur warriors who were movement damaged, on the other hand, gripped their battle axe spears and began to slash at a high frequency.

They soon discovered that the fishmen, though very numerous in number, were very weak, and the stone knives in their hands, though capable of inflicting damage when they landed on them, were only flesh wounds and would not cause much damage to the crowd at all.

"Chief! Found the fishman who summoned the rune creature!"

At the news, surprise rose on Brandwalden's face, then following the direction of the centaur warrior's finger, Brandwalden picked up a short spear from his side and threw it without hesitation after a moment to make sure of his aim.

But the Bumblebee, who was absorbed in blowing the horn of the sea, did not notice the spear that came straight at him.

But the good news was that at this critical juncture, the Oracle Mogol reacted in time.

"Gawahhh! Wow! (Listen to the power of the tides!)"

Then, a shield made up of water currents instantly appeared in front of the Running Ba'al's body, a translucent shield that was made up of water currents, but was incredibly strong. But even so, the strength of Brandvalden still far exceeded that of ordinary creatures, and as the strongest man in the history of the Centaur clan who could be counted on one hand, Brandvalden's throwing spear could easily penetrate steel plates.

In the end, it was the spear that triumphed in the clash between the shield and the spear, and although the short, powerful spear did not penetrate the tidal shield, it still managed to stop the trumpeting of the Bumblebee. As soon as the horn stopped blowing, Runpaw passed out, lying on the ground as still as a dead fish.

But the good news was that it wasn't life-threatening, and with the loss of Running Ba'al's trumpet, the rune creatures that were wrapped around the centaur's limbs soon became airborne due to the passing of magic power.

This caused Mogol to sigh in frustration.

The Fishman tribe would be at an absolute disadvantage when facing other races no matter which way they were from, the only thing they could rely on was their huge numbers, and to enhance that, Mogol had deliberately used rune magic to create that sea horn. Although it didn't do much damage, those rune creatures could greatly hinder the enemy's movement, which in effect greatly enhanced the Fisherman's teamwork ability.

Ants can bite an elephant to death, let alone a fisherman who was much stronger than ants.

And now, having lost the rune creatures that hindered the centaur's movement, with the centaur's strength, I'm afraid it wouldn't take long for the centaur to escape....

"Is the rise of the Fishman...is it far off..."

As he mused, Mogol fell into a long silence.

Soon, with the efforts of the centaur warriors, relying on their strong bodies and without the obstruction of the rune creatures, they were able to break out from the crowd of fishermen.

Fishmen were already not as strong on their feet as normal people, let alone centaur warriors who were even faster than normal horses.

Amidst the desperate eyes of the fishermen, the centaurs soon disappeared into the black wilderness.

On the other side, in the Great Temple, although it was night in Azeroth, it was still daytime in Sparta now because of the speed of time.

Looking at the scene reflected on the magic curtain in front of him, Hydra nodded her head.

Although Hydra intended to get rid of the Centaur clan, the fundamental reason for getting rid of them was still the thought that they still had some connection with the group of guys from Olympus.

If the centaurs were safely staying in Azeroth as good natives, Hydra wouldn't give them much of a hard time, but if they were thinking of eating the inside out, then Hydra wouldn't be to blame.

"Now it seems that if the Centaur tribe is without Brandwalden, they're no different than a bunch of idiots. I say why would they think of ransoming Karon with Nordic coordinates~"

As she said that, Hydra shook her head sadly.

The average centaur's brutal low intelligence would never want to order that teachable guy from Karjon back. After all, everyone hated being bound by rules anyway. While rules bound everywhere, no one wanted to add more than a few.

Taking a look at Hydra in her centaur state, Skaha shrugged his shoulders.

"It's not a good time for centaurs right now, with a whole world...no, two worlds targeted, and now Brandwalden should be repenting even his guts."

At the words, Hydra nodded. Like lizard-like amber eyes engraved with a deep black vertical pupil, the strength of Hydra in the half-dragon state would be attenuated to a certain extent, but now the city of Sparta was at peace, and the history of Hydra now could be said to be in a very awkward situation, those weaker than Hydra could not win even in a sneak attack. And those stronger than Hydra can just head-on press Hydra into the scrubs and wash their clothes.

But because of this, even if Hydra encountered a sneak attack Hydra was just as quick to regain her true body or just blast the enemy with her half-dragon stance.

With fine scales arranged at the corners of her eyes, Hydra looked at the image before her and touched her chin.

"It doesn't seem like Quintus and the others will be needed from the current situation, but I didn't expect my reputation in Northern Europe to have reached such a high level. It really surprised me a bit ah."

As he said that, Hydra's sharp, scaly hand grasped into a fist.

Now the focus on Sparta's Hydra had been gradually handed over to Skaha to take care of, as the Hydra now wasn't the same sea serpent as it was in the beginning.

"The next target, the original Ether!"

........

The next episode is going to be about getting into the otherworldly scenarios.

The first one is tentatively titled Angel Divine Right.

I'm going to wait until the book is finished to write the extras=.

It's because I feel that if I write a fanfic now, the overall pace of the story will be disrupted.

Also! I've always got the typos corrected, okay!

Just refresh the page!

It usually waits until the next evening to change it....

Anyway!

begging for tickets!!!

Volume I: Text - 160 - Upcoming Departures

Truly always so unexpected, originally in Hydra's mind it should have been only the Naga who would follow their orders unconditionally, but it was surprising to understand that not only the Naga, but almost all races have themselves in the mythological history, and in a sense they can all be considered as the creator gods there....

I wonder how Ymir, the true creator god of Northern Europe, will react when he finds out about this sort of thing...but I imagine this turtledove-occupying behavior will make him very angry as well, right?

But none of that was on Hydra's mind, knowing that in a sense his own daughter, the World Tree Uctrashel, was still in a symbiotic relationship with himself....

This feeling of being like a son-in-law at the door struck Hydra as inexplicably wondrous....

It was definitely a good thing for Hydra to have the approval of the Nordic world, because once the Nordic world approved of itself, it meant that it could open the space channel to the Nordics at any time, without even creating a basic teleportation array. Because instead of teleporting to, it was more like flashing home....

A whole world is hard to shake, Hydra's strength as mentioned has entered a bottleneck, and if we don't get the original Ether then Hydra may be confined to this bottleneck for the rest of her life....

"The words of the original Ether..."

Squinting his eyes, Hydra fell into thought.

According to Hydra's assumptions, only a small amount of the original Ether would be produced at the beginning of the world, and although he didn't understand at what level the power of the Super Primordial God was, one thing was certain, the Super Primordial God would never lack the original Ether.

Among the myths of the world, Greece is not as powerful as the myths of the East and India, but among all the myths of the world, the Greek mythology with its complete system, theory and timeline is one of the best myths.