The remaining two soldiers' essence has been drained completely, their breath faint and likely won't survive much longer.
Beside them are the figures of the red-haired barbarian, Japanese, and merfolk, all have lost their ability to resist.
The merfolk in the center is directly picked up by the huge red-skinned Sea Monk, each leg held in its grip.
Splurt!
With the Sea Monk exerting force, the flesh and blood splatter, tearing it into two halves.
Even though both belong to the same class of creatures, there's no trace of mercy.
Uncertain whether it's an illusion, Li Yan feels, as the blood splashes around, the surrounding rocks start to heat up slightly.
There's not much time left...
Li Yan hesitates no longer, the Duan Chen Blade is unsheathed, lightning flows along the blade but does not strike.
He burst out of the water with a swoosh, slashing three times, breaking the chains on Xian Ashui with a snap.
The sudden change caught the surrounding Sea Monks off guard.
