I can see experience bars after being transported to another world.

As the giant blade materialized, Sivadin moved.

At this moment, Sivadin is no longer the commander.

Instead, it is an unstoppable spear!

The golden figure charged directly into the midst of the half-fish, its giant blade sweeping across, leaving a trail of blood and flesh in its wake.

The three-meter-tall merman was like paper in front of him, cleaved in two with a single sword strike, black blood gushing out and internal organs scattered all over the ground.

Only a straight path of blood remained behind him, with piles of severed limbs and broken bones on both sides.

Sivadin was too fast; the monsters didn't have time to react.

The Holy Armor soldiers advanced slowly while maintaining their formation, covering his flanks.

As the Holy Armor Army advanced deeper into the enemy territory, the golden light on their bodies diminished considerably. However, this did not affect the tacit understanding between the troops. Spears formed a forest, piercing through any who managed to escape.

With Sivadin's frontal breakthrough, Alice's advance on the flanks became even faster.

Each time her thunder hammer struck, the thunderous roar claimed the life of a half-fishman.

On the high platform, Hans directed the sentries to continuously fire, and alchemical crossbow bolts rained down on the monster horde. Blue flames spread across the merfolk, emitting piercing screams.

This was a one-sided massacre.

The number of half-fish people is decreasing sharply.

The warehouse is right in front of us.

......

The atmosphere inside the warehouse was extremely tense.

The dimly lit space was filled with the salty smell of the sea, and the ground was covered with intricate runes. Dark red candlelight flickered in the corner.

A dozen or so people in gray robes knelt on the ground, chanting ancient prayers in a low voice.

In the center of them, a figure wearing a dark blue robe stood before the altar.

His human hand had been completely transformed into tentacles, which were now hovering above a box wrapped in black cloth, guiding the flow of some kind of power.

The ceremony was already halfway through.

But the sounds of battle outside were getting closer and closer.

A man in a grey robe rushed in, his voice filled with fear: "My lord! The Holy Armor Army has broken through the second line of defense! That golden monster... we can't stop it at all!"

The high priest didn't open his eyes; his voice came from under his hood, like a bubble rising from the bottom of water: "Couldn't stop them?"

"Yes...and there's that woman with the hammer, she's charging straight this way!"

The high priest remained silent for a moment.

Then he opened his eyes.

"Looks like... we'll have to move it up."

He raised his tentacles, drawing an arc in the air.

Outside the warehouse, the rain suddenly intensified.

Lu Yuan noticed something was wrong.

The drizzle turned into a downpour, with large raindrops pounding against the armor, making a dense, crackling sound.

Even more strangely, when the rain fell on the merfolk, their movements actually became faster.

The bluish-gray scales shimmered in the rain, as if they had been infused with new energy.

Then, the singing began.

Ethereal, distant.

It seemed to come from the deepest, most distant seabed, passing through the vast ocean and endless darkness, finally falling into everyone's ears with the raindrops.

The melody had no lyrics, yet it inexplicably made people want to listen to it.

I want to get closer.

I want to sink into that dark sea.

Lu Yuan shook his head, easily shaking off the influence of the singing.

He was able to do it because he had an extremely high level of rationality, but the Holy Armor Army and the Night's Watch did not.

As the song began, the golden light emanating from the Holy Armor soldiers dimmed, as if suppressed by something.

Shivadin's giant blade was still being swung, but the concentrated light was no longer as dazzling as before.

The connection between the troops was becoming loose.

The half-fish people, who were already lacking in rationality, completely lost it at this moment.

What was initially a fairly orderly charge turned into a complete frenzy. They roared and howled as they charged recklessly towards the Holy Armor Army's lines.

Some merfolk were pierced through the chest by spears, but they defied the corrosive golden light, grabbed the spear shafts and charged forward madly, forcing themselves to stand in front of the soldiers and bite off their necks.

Some merfolk had their arms cut off, but they still ignored it and used their enormous bodies to charge wildly at the army formation.

They have lost their instinct to survive.

Or rather—the song made them forget everything, including death.

The Holy Armor Army's advance slowed significantly, and their previously unstoppable offensive was abruptly halted by this frenzied counterattack.

Alice's lightning continued to flash, but her speed slowed down. It wasn't because she was exhausted, but because the enemy was too frantic, forcing her to devote more energy to defense.

Just then, something even more terrible happened.

Those human believers embedded within the half-fish's body simultaneously ceased their prayers.

Their faces beamed with fervent smiles.

"For my mother..."

The believer's body began to melt and dissolve.

Starting with the skin, the whole person feels like a candle meeting a flame.

But they didn't scream.

Instead, they were singing.

Their voices blended into the ethereal melody, making it even clearer.

Flesh and blood turned into a dark red liquid, flowing out of the half-fish man's body and enveloping the entire area with a foul stench.

The liquid did not fall to the ground, but instead floated into the air and gathered into a dark red cloud.

next moment.

Red rain began to fall from the sky.

Blood rain.

When it lands on the ground, it doesn't seep in, but rather gathers and spreads.

The entire battlefield turned into a dark red swamp.

At this moment, the song and the blood rain intertwined, forming a scene resembling hell.

Meanwhile, a faint stinging sensation was also coming from Lu Yuan's mind in the distance.

At the edge of my field of vision, gray and white text flickers:

[Encountering a complex form of mental pollution: "Song of the Deep Sea" and "Blood Tide Sacrifice"]

【Characteristics: Songs erode willpower, blood swamps corrode the body; the effects of corruption are amplified when these two effects are combined】

[Weakness: Requires continuous chanting to maintain; breaking the core of the ritual will terminate it]

[Sanity: -2, 32/70]

[Rationality III: +1, 22.2/70 (Experience)]

Lu Yuan frowned. He was already affected to this extent even before he was in the center. What about the Night Watch? They didn't have the protection of the Holy Armor Army.

The situation on the battlefield took a sharp turn for the worse with the appearance of blood and song.

Despite the golden light lingering on their bodies, the soldiers' feet were stuck in a swamp of blood, making each step incredibly difficult.

Sivadin's golden light struggled in the blood swamp. He tried to pull his foot out, but the blood swamp clung to him like a living thing, refusing to let go.

Alice slammed her hammer down on the head of the charging merman, causing the monster's head to explode and blood and flesh to splatter everywhere, while the surrounding swamp of blood also enveloped it.

In contrast, the merfolk were like fish in water in the blood swamp, their speed not only not decreasing but increasing, moving freely in the crimson water, as if they had returned to the deep sea.

But the Night's Watch was not entirely unprepared.

Alice pulled a small bottle from her waist, uncorked it, and tilted her head back to drink it down.

The pale blue liquid went down my throat, and a cool sensation spread from my stomach, instantly fading the whispers and hallucinations in my mind.

"Drink your medicine!" Hans's voice came from the high platform.

The sentry members followed suit, taking out small bottles they carried and tilting their heads back to gulp them down.

The Night Watchmen's movements were noticeably more stable. Although they couldn't match the protection of the golden light from the Holy Armor Army, they were at least able to barely withstand the corruption of the Deep Sea Song.

Mary stood high above the base, her silver aura expanding frantically in an attempt to counteract the effects of the song and the blood swamp. But her face grew paler and paler, and blood trickled from her nose and the corner of her mouth.

"Damn it... I can't hold on much longer..."