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When the powerful sea creatures attacked Ron.

He was squatting on the rocks, dealing with a second-tier sea beast he had just hunted.

This was an abalone, as big as a millstone, and Ron was overjoyed when he saw it.

They chased it for over a hundred kilometers before finally capturing the abalone.

We're processing it now, and we'll bring it back so Sherry and the others can try it too.

Margaret, now a little girl again, stood to the side watching Ron kill fish, the ends of her long, silvery-white hair shimmering in the sunlight.

She picked up the crystal core of the second-tier abalone, held it up to her eyes and looked at it in the sunlight. The transparent crystal refracted tiny sparkles of light under the sun.

She was about to put the crystal core into her spatial equipment when she suddenly stopped, her ears twitched slightly, and she looked up at the shadow beneath the distant sea surface:

Something's coming.

Ron sensed it too.

He stood up and put the remains of the sea creature in his hand into the small garden, then followed Margaret's gaze to the deepening seawater.

Beneath the once calm sea surface, several enormous shadows were rapidly rising from the deep water. The thickest of them was larger than any sea creature he had ever seen, resembling an island that was rising to the surface.

The spray from the bursting seawater was over ten meters high, and several figures stepped out from the water curtain, hovering above the sea surface.

The most eye-catching one is the largest narwhal.

It is over 200 meters long, and with the single horn in front, it is about 400 meters long.

And standing on it were several even more formidable figures.

Leading the group was a humanoid seahorse nearly four meters tall, with dark blue skin covered in fine scales and lines around its mouth that looked as if they had been carved with a knife.

He was also holding a trident in his hand.

Behind him stood two equally tall sea creatures: one was a six-armed Naga, whose body was wider and thicker, like a moving wall; the other was thinner and slender, with limbs proportioned like a lobster poised to pounce.

Further out, two dark shadows were slowly moving beneath the surface of the sea.

It should also be a third-tier sea beast.

Ron glanced at the number of people who came: three third-tier sea creatures and three sea beasts.

The seahorse-man's aura is at the mid-stage of the third tier, while the latter two are around the early stage of the third tier.

In addition to the shadowy figures that continued to arrive from beneath the sea—at least one or two hundred advanced-level sea beasts.

And it slowly spread around, blocking all directions.

We've really run into some trouble.

However, Ron didn't rush to escape. Instead, he flew into the air and asked the sea creatures:

"Gentlemen, with this entourage, you don't seem to be here for a chat."

The seahorse man snorted coldly, his voice deep and rough, carrying the distinctive texture of his sea tribe:

"You weren't our original target, but you've killed too many sea monsters lately."

Ron said, "We killed quite a few."

The seahorse man continued, "Those sea beasts are being guided by the reverse-tide conch and are carrying out a mission. By killing them, you are helping the human alliance."

Ron didn't reply.

He really hadn't thought of that; there were just too many sea monsters in the ocean, and he was killing them all too easily.

This is how we've always killed them, and nothing major has ever happened.

He continued in this manner, but he overlooked the fact that the sea creatures and the major human empires were currently locked in a fierce battle.

Ron's actions undoubtedly helped the human alliance weaken the sea creatures' power.

After realizing this, Ron couldn't help but smile bitterly to himself.

This seems to be unsolvable.

He needs a large amount of the original liquid if he wants to strengthen the duchy's power.

The original solution either comes from the sea creatures or from the orcs.

But in the end, the result is always the same.

This will inevitably anger both sides.

But it's impossible to get Ron to stop and suspend the Duchy's legion plans.

If you want to rise to prominence, you can't do without competition.

This process will inevitably affect the interests of some people, and we cannot choose to give up one thing and then give up another.

Then forget about rising up. Go back to a peaceful life for a few hundred years and wait to become cannon fodder for others.

Once Ron understood this, he knew that this battle was inevitable.

The seahorse-man took a step forward:

"Compensate us for our losses, then withdraw and no longer interfere in the affairs of the Human Empire Alliance."

This time we'll let you off the hook.

"You still want to steal my money?" Ron's attitude changed abruptly.

"Then let's see if you have the capability."

Margaret!!!

Dragon's Breath!

Several sea creatures were furious when they saw Ron about to attack without warning.

"This human is too arrogant! Doesn't he know we outnumber him twice as much? Brothers, let's attack together!"

Although the sea people are numerous, Ron's side is not to be trifled with.

Margaret, in particular, was continuously cultured in the original solution by Ron.

She was already among the most outstanding in combat among the third-tier fighters.

Now transformed into a magic metal dragon, it stands at the pinnacle of third-tier creatures.

Working together with Ron, they charged through the encirclement of several sea creatures.

They were the ones who surrounded Ron, but it turned out that Ron had killed them all.

Seeing that it was difficult to capture Ron, the sea creatures immediately sounded their horns.

Ron wanted to call for more support, knowing this wasn't his home turf.

Especially since the Frost Giant was struggling to fight two opponents at once, they made a quick decision.

I'm not playing with these sea creatures anymore.

When they're alone one day, we'll show them what the Grand Duke's iron fist is all about.

Ron charged forward on Margaret, ramming head-on into the narwhal that was trying to block the road.

Following the Frost Giant, he uttered a harsh statement:

"I only ate a few extra fish, why are you being so petty!"

After saying that, he disappeared in a flash.

The bruised and battered sea creatures were left standing there, staring at each other in bewilderment.

"What should we do? Should we chase after them?" Naga asked, looking at the receding black dot on the horizon.

The seahorse man shook his head: "Let's go back first and tell the leaders what's going on."

This human has been hunting sea creatures in large numbers, so it's unlikely that they are intentionally helping the human alliance.

As for what to do now, that's up to the leaders to decide!

When the news reached the sea creatures' rear base, several demigods gathered together to discuss how to deal with Ron, this troublemaker who had suddenly appeared.

A demigod from the Coral Sea said, "I remember this human; he did something similar in our Coral Sea back then."

They even injured the sea turtle sage.

A demigod of the sea beasts added, "That's right. When he came back from your place, he killed another third-tier member of our sea beast race."

That giant octopus was a promising talent I had high hopes for; it had a chance to become a demigod in the future.

But that human killed him. I wanted to teach him a lesson.

But later, as the war escalated, they couldn't attend to it.

......

These sea demigods checked their accounts and found that Ron was indeed a troublesome person.

The other party would periodically hunt and kill marine life on a large scale.

Normally, things would be fine; the ocean is abundant and can withstand his rampage.

But now that the battle is so intense, it's a bit much to bear for you to stab us in the back like this.

Finally, these demigods decided to teach Ron a lesson.

Even if we can't kill him, we must at least intimidate him.

This will deter him from being so arrogant again.