PDLP Chapter 140 Handover
Chapter 140 Handover
In the sky, harpoons covered half of the sky like a dense rain of arrows, whistling towards them with sharp wind sounds and deadly threats.
The murlocs, who had been trapped in nightmares for a long time, had no time to care about these guys who used to eat them. The plugs and iron rods of these harpoons were already covered with rust under the daily sea breeze. The murlocs had thick and scaly skin on their palms, so they naturally didn't care about this little friction.
And below, a group of hideous and ferocious fishmen holding broken machetes rushed towards Lin Hun with great momentum.
There was a cruel gleam in their eyes, and their mouths were wide open, revealing their sharp teeth, as if they wanted to stuff everything in front of them into their mouths and chew it to pieces.
There was also a part of the villagers who did not throw the harpoons in their hands, nor did those holding machetes charge at Lin Hun fiercely. Instead, they used the charge of other villagers as cover, and they quietly left the crowd in groups, secretly ran to the houses on both sides, crouched down, and disappeared.
Because their number was so small compared to the main force, just a drop in the bucket, it did not cause any ripples among the villagers.
"Gulu——" (The elders are——)
The murloc guarding the elder noticed the abnormality of the group of murlocs because he was at the end of the team. He looked at the elder in the middle and tested him.
"Gulu." (They are Ah Hai's relatives, so they must be holding on to some unrealistic expectations. Humph! Let them go. Even if they die at the hands of hunters, they deserve it and cannot blame anyone else.)
The elder just took a look and shifted his attention to the battlefield ahead.
This group of villagers acted very quickly, and if Lin Hun hadn't been observing the situation of the villagers as a whole, he would not have seen it.
Their eyes were fixed on Ah Hai standing in front of Lin Hun, and he seemed less ferocious than the charging fishman.
Before the last fishman disappeared, he glanced at Ah Hai's back reluctantly. When he shifted his gaze, he happened to meet Lin Hun's eyes. He shuddered, and the reluctance and concern in his eyes gradually turned into fear, hatred and an inseparable sorrow.
It seemed to realize that the last fishman did not follow, but a moment later, an arm suddenly stretched out from the corner and dragged it into the corner without any delay.
Lin Hun then turned around and looked at Ahai, the machete-wielding fishman in front of him who had fallen into a trance. He only knew to keep swinging the machete at Lin Hun's neck numbly, and there was no focus in his eyes.
He suddenly lost consciousness and was only swinging the knife with a trace of persistence.
At this time, the harpoons in the sky arrived before the fishmen on the ground. Having lived in a dark environment for a long time, their accuracy was not very good, but their huge numbers easily made up for this shortcoming.
"Trouble. Looks like I'll have to protect you for a while."
Just from the way the villagers threw harpoons without mercy, Lin Hun could tell that the villagers didn't care about Ah Hai at all. They treated him as their companion and wanted to get rid of him as soon as possible.
It seems like they no longer have any sense of fellow villager ties.
"But there are still people in the village who care about and trust you."
Thinking of the group of people who had left the team, Lin Hun decided to hand Ah Hai over to them without further delay and keep him by his side. He was afraid that he would be beheaded by the crazy villagers if he was not paying attention.
"Now run away with me."
Lin Hun seized the opportunity when Ah Hai was putting away his knife, half-knelt down and lowered his waist, dodged his next swing of the knife and pushed his shoulder forward. Ah Hai was easily carried on Lin Hun's shoulder without any struggle.
Until this time, Ah Hai's arms were still waving forward, and the machete kept scraping on the clothes on Lin Hun's back, making a rustling sound. Fortunately, it was Kos's skin that was used, otherwise it would have been scratched long ago.
The Sword of Dalimos hanging high in the sky finally reached its peak and began to fall!
"Whoosh-"
A good man does not suffer immediate losses.
Lin Hun lowered his head and started running wildly, not forgetting to put the shield behind his back to defend against attacks from behind. That posture was completely inconsistent with the confidence he had shown before, and he didn't look like a human at all.
The harpoon was originally thrown to attack Lin Hun, but at the very least it was to block his retreat and buy time for the villagers to approach.
Unexpectedly, Lin Hun ran faster than a rabbit and rushed out of the coverage of the harpoon in a flash. The obstacle that originally blocked his escape now became a natural barrier that prevented the villagers from chasing him.
After reaching a safe place, Lin Hun did not continue running but turned around and looked at the helpless and angry villagers.
"Come out when you're there."
Lin Hun tilted his head and shouted towards a corner of the wall. He had specifically estimated that if they hurried, the team of fishmen should have arrived.
No one responded. The majority of the villagers thought that Lin Hun was provoking them, and they started shouting "Gurgle Gurgle" not to be outdone.
"Just wait for me, or I'll come over and kill you!"
"Don't go! Come and fight me for another three hundred rounds!"
. . . . . . .
The attitude was as enthusiastic as that of a fanatical star-chaser, madly attracting hatred for fear that Lin Hun would run away, otherwise it would take a while to find him.
They just want to see blood.
Seeing that the number of harpoons was decreasing, some brave fishmen began to enter tentatively.
Most of them had their arms pierced by harpoons, and the flowing blood further stimulated their ferocity.
Since I can't get through, why don't I just take over?
The skinny fishman's resistance was completely futile. He was lifted high above his head and forced to explore the way forward bit by bit.
Lin Hun realized that if this continued, all the harpoons would soon fall, so he turned around and looked at the base of the wall.
"I'll leave him to you. You're very kind. At least you remembered to save him. But he didn't join me. We just have an ordinary business relationship."
Regardless of whether they believed it or not, Lin Hun put the merman down from his shoulder, thought for a moment, then took out the machete from his clenched fingers, and without turning his head, casually threw it behind him, accurately inserting it into the head of a merman that was about to be pierced by the harpoon.
Empty-handed Ah Hai punched Lin Hun's chest with all his strength, making a thumping sound. To be honest, under the hunter's uniform, this blunt attack was much more effective than cutting with a machete.
There was a commotion in the corner, and seeing that the secret could no longer be concealed, a murloc stood up with a machete in his hand. More and more murlocs appeared behind him, totaling seven.
Given the current situation, they knew they couldn't wait any longer. Any further delay would only lead to them being dragged into the battle. Their only goal was to rescue Ah Hai.
"Gulu." (Ayang, go and fetch your brother Xiaohai.)
The leading fishman confronted Lin Hun vigilantly and shouted to his companions behind him without turning back.
"Gululu." (Okay, Dad.)
A timid fishman walked out of the crowd. Lin Hun recognized him as the one who looked into his eyes. Some temperaments cannot be hidden.
In order to show his sincerity, Lin Hun deliberately took a step back to leave a safe space for the few people.