That would be like cutting off all the Deep Divers’ heads, leaving these useless fish to deal with later.

At this time, the Sea Snail acted like a turret in front of the Shaman, continuously spewing slime toward Lance. Even if it landed in the water, it wouldn’t dissolve, forcing Lance’s advancing path to twist. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

Interestingly, this slime didn’t control Lance but instead controlled the Giant Pincer Tidestealer.

Though it was swift, its large size and numerous sharp feet made it impossible for it to dodge.

As a result, a hilarious scene occurred: Lance charged into the Sea Snail with the Giant Pincer Tidestealer, causing the two to get entangled with each other, allowing Lance to escape.

These Sea Snails operated purely on instinct, completely devoid of intelligence. Their movement was too slow, allowing Lance to easily evade them, but the Giant Pincer Tidestealer collided with them, turning its attention to the Tidestealer.

Now it was a battle of titans, with the Giant Pincers striking the thick snail shells but unable to crack them, and scraping up large patches of powdered stone without causing any real damage.

The Sea Snails’ only attack method was spewing slime, which only slightly adhered and could do nothing against the Tidestealer’s thick shell protection in the short term.

The two opponents were evenly matched, showcasing a classic standoff of "trained by the same master, unable to break the other’s moves."

Under normal circumstances, the Shamans would intervene to separate the two, but Lance’s approach left them with no time to pay attention to that.

It was then that Lance realized it was easy to get close to the Sirens, whereas approaching the Shamans was fraught with obstacles.

The Shamans had long prepared various measures to protect themselves, constructing a line of defense with Stinging Jellyfish, Sea Snails, and Giant Pincer Tidestealers, with the Royal Guards abandoning the Sirens and rushing back.

All of this indicated that the Shamans were the true core of the Deep Divers; all other Deep Divers, including the Sirens, were merely their tools.

Yet the defensive line constructed by these sea creatures was as laughable as the Maginot Line.

Just as Lance felt a bit smug, he suddenly had an inexplicable feeling of being locked onto, and in the next moment, a hooked spear shot out from the shadows.

Lance reacted, raising his arm to deflect it with his blade, and the presence hiding in the darkness waiting for an opportunity revealed itself.

It looked not much different from a typical Deep Sea Warrior, except it bore no sailor’s knife or similar weapons, its hands empty, but it carried a much longer and thicker whale bone on its back.

Not an ordinary Deep Diver, only a few warriors skilled at hunting whales could become Deep Sea Whale Hunters.

It was these Whale Hunters who had once hidden among the Deep Sea Warriors, throwing whalebones to pierce the Mendicant Monk.

Whale Hunting Harpoon!

The Whale Hunter lunged forward, grabbing the whalebone from its back and thrusting it at Lance with swift strength, having taken the lives of countless sea beasts.

But Lance was no cumbersome sea beast. In the next second, he moved again, swinging the arm blade in his hand.

Close combat was straightforward: it came down to whose attack was faster and stronger.

He didn’t even bother to look at the thrusting spear, directly moving in to counter.

Like two premier Gunners, they had abandoned any flair, concentrating all their strength into a single point.

The whale bone was longer, colliding first with the Black Armor, and at that moment, a strong spiritual fluctuation erupted, even unsettling whalish roars were heard.

When the phenomenon disappeared, Lance was seen halting, his chest pierced by a spiral bone spear.

Lance looked down at his chest, feeling somewhat unreal.

Breach of defense?

The whale bone’s natural piercing trait had breached the protection of the Black Armor, finally inflicting a direct injury on Lance.

This scene was undoubtedly exhilarating for the Deep Divers, having suffered many casualties before finally wounding him.

As this "monster" was injured, a fleeting hope glimmered.

Their low spirits were lifted, confidence surging like a tide.

Yet the impaled Mendicant Monk needed others for rescue, whereas Lance looked at the Deep Divers as if nothing had happened.

"Do you know what you’ve done?"

The Whale Hunter was still stunned, not understanding why there was no trace of fear on his face.

But an even more horrifying scene unfolded. While speaking, Lance even leaned forward to let the whale bone penetrate deeper.

The distance being enough, a second later, he swung the arm blade, beheading the Whale Hunter.

The watching Deep Divers lost all rational thought immediately upon seeing this.

This...isn’t right...

And Lance pulled the whale bone from his chest, and the wound through his heart and lungs healed in an instant.

Lance raised a hand, lifting a headless Whale Hunter’s body, which soon withered, while the damaged Black Armor began to regenerate.

Grasping the much stronger whale bone in hand, Lance felt not a trace of anger from being wounded earlier. Instead, he found it intriguing.

He had been concerned about the Shamans’ defenses, but the armor-piercing whale bone had been used on the Sirens.

Now it was fine; the Deep Divers, considering his difficulties, had delivered him a new one, leaving Lance amused.

All he could do was properly thank them!

Lance, spear in hand, advanced, while the Shamans dared not hold back at all, throwing everything they had—all sorts of chaotic rituals, spells, and tools—at him.

The chaos from earlier hadn’t yet stabilized, and now it was even more perilous, like stormy seas, where the frenzied spiritual essence could destroy any Transcendent’s rationality, driving them mad from the deep-sea pollution.

This was just the fluctuation caused by the overflowing spiritual essence; the real ceremony had yet to descend.

Yet such a dire situation not only failed to deter Lance but spurred him to hold the spear steady and charge into the midst of the Shamans.

"Kill!"

With the whale bone like a great spear, his movements churned up the spiritual essence in the air like tumultuous waves, spearing through several Shamans in one strike.

He then vigorously tossed those corpses into more Shamans, disrupting their actions.

But at the same time, numerous forces descended upon him, the Deep Sea Force seeming to condense into a tangible form, to break through the constraints of reality’s rules and engulf Lance, but he was utterly fearless, igniting his fighting spirit.

"Battle—cry!"

An almost unintelligible roar, as the previously suppressed Black Armor erupted into an exaggerated Dark Flame, turning into a cloak moving without wind, revealing a more sinister form as black flames burned at every joint.

The various chaotic curses were dispelled by this strange power before even reaching Lance.

Entering this state, Lance wantonly displayed his true strength, stepping forward as if breaking glass with a shattering sound.

With the second step, accompanied by an explosive sound, even the sealed Void began to waver.

The Shamans, sensing the Void’s tremors, showed expressions of terror, as even their fishy heads couldn’t hide their emotions.

But Lance’s figure vanished, and as the Shamans glanced around to locate him,

They realized their companions had disappeared, fear gripping their hearts, unsure if they were the Demon’s next target.

"Flee! It’s a human powerful being, everyone retreat!"

Their inhuman language echoed, but even those who didn’t understand could feel their terror.

Just moments ago, the Whale Hunter had pierced his heart, and now the Whale Hunter was beheaded, and they faced slaughter.

The situation had indeed taken a rapid turn!

The will of the Deep Sea Shamans was being tested...by fear!

Cowardice and timidity finally seized their prey.

Before they could react further, the whale bone pierced through the Void, alleviating their terror and allowing the Shamans to relax completely.

Their last struggles were so futile they didn’t even make Lance pause, as the figure hidden within the Void robbed them of everything.

This is the consequence of invading Hamlet!