With some succeeding, there were naturally some who failed.
Those who could not withstand the erosion of dark power either died directly or transformed into mindless monsters attacking their companions nearby.
However, as soon as they moved, they were casually crushed to death by Sushing Yu.
In the dark divine realm, his power could be fully unleashed, and the lives of these sea clan were entirely in his hands.
Life and death were merely a thought away.
After nearly an hour, all the surviving sea clan had completed their transformation.
The success rate for the large-headed fishmen was 40, while the Naga fared slightly better at 65.
The transformed sea clan had now become nothing but skin and bones resembling skeletons.
Their eyes turned blood red, filled with greed had there not been a deity before them.
They would have likely started fighting each other to devour one another's flesh.
Sushing Yu was already prepared.
With another wave of his hand, many monster corpses appeared before them.
he said, receiving the divine command.
The sea clan no longer suppressed their desires and pounced on the monster corpses, madly tearing at the flesh with their sharp teeth, quickly ripping off chunks of meat.
Crack! Crack! Gulping down the flesh after a few casual chews, the fishmen lay at top the massive monster carcasses, feasting on the blood and flesh.
The scene quite bloody and brutal.
Before long, a monster over 10 m long was completely devoured.
The sea clan with ravenous appetites swallowed everything, including the bones.
The sea clan, once as thin as a skeleton, began to fill out after their feast.
Compared to before, they underwent a dramatic transformation.
The bodies of a naga generally grew larger, their slender snake tails becoming thick and long, muscles bulging, the scales glistening with a black golden sheen.
their defensive capabilities rivaling that of silver grade armor.
They became even more formidable.
If Anaga could barely be considered a strong ocean clan before, now in terms of combat power, they could undoubtedly be deemed top tier ocean clans, possessing the potential to dominate.
As for the large-headed fishmen, their changes were even more pronounced.
Originally, their appearance was somewhat odd with their large heads taking up a significant portion of their small bodies, looking uncoordinated like a weeble.
Now, they had grown significantly taller from 1 4 m to 1 7 m.
Their once smooth bodies now showing muscles, their limbs becoming long and powerful.
Their numbers have been hald, but their strength had doubled, barely reaching a visually acceptable level.
After allowing the sea clan some time to achieve the transformation of faith, Sushingu finally granted them the blessings of darkness.
Having witnessed the might of the deity, the sea clan now felt only fear and reverence.
And for the monster race, this was their best faith.
The dark deity did not need their adoration.
As long as they obeyed, the reason for their obedience was unimportant.
After receiving the blessings of darkness, they completed a contract with the artifact of rules.
In less than half a month, these sea clan had changed as if they had become a different race.
With two prominent characteristics, ferocity and terror, having completed their metamorphosis, Sushingu no longer kept them, sending them down the Red River along the Kangland River towards the sea, where they began to reproduce.
3 months quickly passed.
During this time, Su Shingu procured a large batch of equipment specifically for the Sea Clan, as well as a significant amount of crops suitable for cultivation in the sea, essentially providing a foundational base for the Naga trib's entrepreneurship with their powerful strength.
The Naga tribe firmly established themselves here, defeating the fishmen tribes that originally lived at the Sea Mouth, enslaving them, and then using the Sea Mouth as their base to begin extensive expansion.
transformed into semi- dark creatures, the Naga warriors were extremely powerful, leading the dark fishmen warriors in conquering and slaughtering all surrounding forces.
The largest sea clan tribe near the sea mouth, primarily composed of sea serpents, had tens of thousands of sea serpent clansmen and nearly 300,000 large-headed fishmen.
This sea serpent tribe was also the biggest obstacle to the Naga trib's unification of the surrounding area.
And today, after conquering over a dozen large and small sea clan tribes, the Naga tribe was finally ready to strike against them.
A great battle erupted at the shallow sea junction, mobilizing all warriors from both sides, totaling over 500,000 clansmen, their figures filling the entire shallow sea.
D.
Naga leader Cecil, who possessed sixth tier strength before the transformation, had now embraced darkness and reached the peak of the sixth tier.
Just one step away from entering the seventh tier and becoming an epic creature.
Whipping his snake tail, Cecil roared, his enormous body instantly disappearing, shooting forward like an arrow toward the enemy, his spears spinning like a water vortex.
Before him was an extraordinary sixth tier sea serpent, nearly 50 m long, a colossal creature.
Even the enlarged Naga warriors appeared as small as ants in its presence.
Cecil transformed into a black shadow striking the sea serpent's body like an arrow.
The tough outer skin was pierced.
A massive blood hole appearing.
The black shadow passing through the nearly 2 m blood hole almost breaking the sea serpent in half.
Hisses.
The sea serpent thrashed about letting out a pained whale.
Its eyes blood red beginning to indiscriminately attack nearby creatures in a frenzy.
Cecil coldly smiled, raising his right arm, lifting the spear high, roaring as he swept it downward.
Terrifying black energy transformed into sharp blades, striking the sea serpent's head with a puff.
The crazed sea serpent suddenly halted, its massive head dropping as bright red blood gushed out, instantly dying the surrounding seawater crimson.
"Haha!" Cecil laughed wildly, and with a flick of his tail, his body surged forward again.
As he wielded his spear, several serpent warriors were cleaved in two.
The weak serpent men, under the gaze of our master, filled with fear, were met with death.
The other Nagago warriors were equally fierce.
Their spears dancing like incarnations of abyssal demons on land, completely disregarding the serpent warriors attacks, charging forward relentlessly, slaying all enemies in their path.
Each strike carried unmatched power with sweeping spears, pounding fists, and crashing tails.
The enhanced Naga warriors, after months of adaptation, finally mastered the changes in their bodies, beginning to unleash their true strength.
Besides the Naga warriors, there were also the fishmen warriors who demonstrated considerable combat prowess.
If the previous fishermen warriors were mere trash now, they could barely be considered true warriors, especially in these past few months under the leadership of the Naga warriors, they had annihilated numerous tribes, which gave the previously self-deprecating fishermen a significant boost in confidence.
So, this is what it feels like to be powerful.
It truly captivates the fish.
The transformed fishermen warriors were on an entirely different level compared to the previous large-headed fishmen with dark fishmen slaughtering their fellow fishmen's servants without mercy.
Looking at their kin, there was no pity in their eyes, only brutality, mockery, and a hint of fear.
Yes, fear.
They feared losing their current power.
They feared that the great being would take back the power they held, causing them to fall back into the depths and become those weak and ugly large-headed fisherman servants.
Fight for the fallen ancestor.
Blood sacrifice for the ancestor.
Offer up our heads to our master.
Kill, kill, kill.
The fallen ancestor is the revered title of the dark deity among the sea tribes.
To avoid losing this power, all dark fishmen warriors displayed extreme ferocity on the battlefield.
afraid that if they weren't brave enough, they would be abandoned by that great being, they sought to please the deity with war and death, sacrificing heads to the deity.
Whether it was the heads of enemies or their own, if they killed their opponent, they would use their opponent's head.
If they were killed, they would use their own.
The unrestrained faith of the sea tribes was wilder and more brutal, as they obeyed the choice of power.
Such faith easily gave rise to fanatical followers but rarely to saints because they could not comprehend what their faith truly was.
They only knew that this faith was everything to them and they were willing to sacrifice everything including their lives for it.
To let the deity watching over them feel pleasure, the dark sea tribesmen slaughtered their enemies recklessly.
Everywhere were severed limbs and dismembered bodies.
The sea thoroughly stained red.
The strong smell of blood attracting many sea beasts which soon became part of the bloody scene themselves.
The wars of the sea tribes were far more brutal and bloody than those of land monster tribes.
If the wars of land monster tribes still maintain some semblance of order and organization, the battles of the sea tribes were completely chaotic with no order whatsoever.
Surrounding them were sea tribesmen, making organization impossible.
If maintaining order among humans was of ordinary difficulty, for ground orc tribes it was hard.
For winged tribes it was very hard, then for sea tribes it was hellishly difficult.
The thick smell of blood stimulated all sea warriors on the battlefield.
They returned to their primal instincts, killing with wild abandon.