The blood moon is in the sky, and the terrifying moonlight is getting brighter and brighter.

Matthew could clearly feel that the power of pollution and distortion was getting stronger and stronger.

Correspondingly, the frequency and number of occurrences of aberrant creatures are becoming higher and higher.

Not only the deformed black wolves began to attack the convoy, but also the famous swamp murlocs from the foggy swamp began to appear.

Swamp murlocs, the same short goblins, kobolds, and cockroaches in the material plane.

Their individual strength is not strong, and even an ordinary adult woman can easily bully them.

The first actual combat mission for many children who receive training is to defeat murlocs, goblins and kobolds.

However, these three types of creatures are very weak individually.

But they are among the top three in the list of people and adventurers killed in the wild every year!

One of the most important reasons is that they are numerous and have strong reproductive capabilities.

If regular cleaning is not carried out, in less than three years, water bodies similar to swamps and rivers will be filled with them.

Murlocs will also be contaminated by the Scarlet Moon, resulting in terrible distortions.

The body of about 1 meter high will expand to nearly 1.2 meters, and the short limbs will gradually become longer and grow into sharp claws full of muscles and bone spurs.

Click!

The sharp sword blade directly chopped the open mouth into pieces, and the body covered with blood-colored scales fell to the ground staggeringly.

Angela had no time to look for the loot and continued to return to the carriage. She looked at the aberrant murlocs on the left and right sides of the team with vigilance, and spoke skillfully to give instructions:

"The head of a fishman is relatively fragile, so if you find the right opportunity, you can kill him with one blow."

"Although they are short and flexible, they lack the ability to jump. They use shields to defend themselves and spearmen to strangle them in teams of two."

Angela, who has experienced formal and rigorous war training, not only has strong personal combat effectiveness, but also has extraordinary talent in commanding operations.

Although she does not have much actual combat experience, she can still deal with uncomplicated enemies like aberrant murlocs with ease.

These soldiers carefully selected and trained by the Seer family may not be outstanding in personal strength, but they are very experienced in obeying orders and cooperating with attacks.

Seven or eight aberrant murlocs rushed up. Facing six shield-wielding soldiers, they could only wave their claws mindlessly, leaving blood marks on the shields, and then their heads were pierced by the spears thrust out from behind the shields.<

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The roar of "Cuckoo" returned to calm.

From being excited at the beginning to quietly cleaning the battlefield now, the soldiers participating in the battle are becoming more and more mature.

The one or two abnormal creatures that occasionally pop out will be quickly killed by the soldiers with glowing eyes.

If there are too many aberrant creatures, Angela and the butler Ralph, who are sitting in the center, will personally take action and quickly eliminate a few of them, then return to the center to rest.

"...gain 30 experience points."

"...gain 20 experience points."

"..."

Listening to the continuous flurry of prompts gave Matthew some free time to analyze the differences behind each experience value.

"You can't see much difference in body shape..."

"The degree of distortion is almost the same..."

"There is no need to say more about my identity..."

"The biggest possibility is probably the difference in professional levels..."

"It's so interesting... there are so many murlocs with professional levels in the misty swamp?"

"If there are professionals among the fishmen, it means that their original number exceeds at least hundreds..."

"In other words, these deformed monsters of Murloc professionals may be the final "essence" of thousands of Murlocs!"

"Even under such circumstances, the number of fishmen is still increasing..."

"..."

Matthew had a vague hunch that after coming to the real world, those creatures that he looked down upon and didn't care about were likely to cause unexpected trouble...

Compared to the soldiers who were gradually getting excited, the cart pullers who were a little worried were now basically relieved.

From time to time, they looked enviously at the soldiers distributing gold coins, their minds filled with other thoughts, and from time to time they lowered their heads to communicate with their companions.

"Another magic material, is this the fifth one?"

"It's already the 6th one, and all four teams have received gold coins..."

"Not everyone has gold coins..."

"But even those soldiers with shields can now get more than 90 silver coins each!"

"It took us four months to earn back more than 90 silver coins..."

"That depends on the harvest..."

"Tell me, should we do it in the future?"

"Don't think about it. The vast majority of professionals will not end well. They can just live their lives peacefully..."

"This is just to deceive others. If you really want to live in peace and contentment, why would you come here with us?"

"This..."

It has to be said that the vision of the cart pullers may be limited, but their courage and yearning for a better life are not lacking at all.

This is actually one of Matthew’s purposes!

Arouse more people's desire for change, provide them with some help, change the old order, spontaneously support this change, and then transform the entire territory's motivation for advancement.

This is what Matthew really thinks!

Ordinary farming cannot change the world!

The final result is to die quietly!

Because, a great change that will destroy the world is coming!

After marching for about half an hour, the team was not too tired.

Sufficient food supplements, not a particularly tense atmosphere, and occasional rewards that stimulate everyone's interest, all kept everyone in a good state.

Roar!

Gu! Gu!

Boom! Boom!

The roars coming and going are getting closer and closer.

The convoy is getting farther and farther away from the misty swamp, and everyone can see from a farther distance that the aberrant monster is rushing towards them.

This time, the number of aberrant monsters was very large. Matthew simply counted them, and there were at least thirty or forty of them.

This is a very astonishing number!

Not only were the black wolves and fishmen killed, but there was also a huge, terrifying creature.

Swamp giant crocodile!

The challenge level of an ordinary swamp giant crocodile has already reached level 5.

With the blessing of favorable terrain such as swamps, ordinary mid-level professionals would not dare to take advantage of them.

After being deformed, although they no longer use their best ambush attack, it will make them more troublesome.

It is 7 meters long from head to tail, with a large mouth full of sharp teeth, accounting for 1/3 of the body.

The gray-black hard skin was glowing with a faint light at this time, occasionally cracking one or two bright red wounds, and slender and twisted tentacles grew out of it.

The limbs become stronger and slender, supporting them to crawl forward quickly.

The "puffing" sound caused by slapping mud brought huge pressure to people.

The challenge level has reached 7!

And there are two ends!

Other aberration monsters are not easy to solve.

Every deformed monster that can "survive" from the initial chaos means that they have the fighting power of professionals.

As time goes by, they eat more and more flesh and blood, the degree of infection becomes deeper and deeper, their mutated limbs become more and more terrifying, and their strength becomes stronger and stronger.

Dealing with seven or eight at once is already the upper limit for the entire team.

Now thirty or forty of them appear at once, which is very likely to cause huge casualties and even disperse the team.

The soldiers who had accumulated a lot of combat experience were obviously aware of this, and their faces suddenly turned pale.

The cart drivers were also in a panic, and the howls from all directions were getting closer and closer.

Seeing that morale was rapidly declining, the butler Ralph stood up straight and was about to encourage him. At least he couldn't let it go.

Matthew stood up first, looked at more than 10 black wolves rushing from behind, and raised the staff in his hand.

Drawn by mental power, magic power gathers in the body. Through the spell model and the conduction of the staff structure, it turns into a bright red fireball, roaring and flying out into the distance!
Chapter completed!