154: gap

Outside the southern watchtower.

There weren't many Serpentmen warriors left besieging the bunker.

About a thousand, give or take.

The rest, under the Serpentmen Great Elder's waving staff, rushed towards the Sanmin Base without stopping.

That was their main foothold.

Under the localized storm, the accumulated water around Sanmin Base was already half a meter deep, and even though the industrial-grade pure water filters buried underground were constantly absorbing the rainwater, it couldn't be absorbed completely in a short time.

Countless serpent tails glided through the water, like arrows leaving their bows, moving with astonishing speed.

The leading Serpentmen Great Elder stood atop a tribal war beast, a Silver-Scaled Sea Serpent, dozens of feet tall, holding his staff, a light blue water elemental shield around him blocking the surrounding rain.

He looked extraordinarily distinguished.

He maintained the Silver-Scaled Sea Serpent's pace, advancing in sync with the other Serpentmen, and soon reached the foot of the Sanmin Base.

Upon nearing it, he looked at the dozens of meters high, steel city wall, constructed from iron train cars filled with quick-drying cement and then covered with a layer of steel plates.

The expression on his face was indescribably complex.

He hissed for a long time, flicking his long, slender serpent tongue, but couldn't utter a single command to charge.

This... was a bit different from what he had expected?!

There wasn't even a city gate.

No matter how brave the Serpentmen warriors were, they couldn't fly over such a wall; this wasn't the sea, after all.

At this moment, the Serpentmen Chief, Vani, the second most important figure in the Serpentmen tribe after the Great Elder, stood atop a slightly shorter Silver-Scaled Sea Serpent and slowly approached him.

"Great Elder, could it be that this invasion is by an alien race skilled in city building?"

"In the Sunken Sea Temple's records of strange tales, there was mention of a race highly skilled in construction. It is said that the arrow towers they built could allow even an ordinary person to shoot sharp arrows, and they could construct a tall fortress in mere moments."

"However, such races are often very weak physically. If a powerful enemy breaches their defenses, a single person can slaughter an entire clan."

The Serpentmen Great Elder said, "Hmm, Vani, you make a good point. From the oracle, it seems they haven't been here long. Besides an alien race skilled in construction, it's unlikely for an ordinary alien race to build such a high wall so quickly."

"And I suspect they've only built the wall this high in this one direction. Other directions might not be closed off yet. As long as we can find a breach and let the Serpentmen warriors rush in, with their strength, they can easily slaughter these weaklings who love to hide in their turtle shells."

No sooner had the Serpentmen Great Elder finished speaking than a conch shell's sound came through the wind and rain, unimpeded by the storm.

This was the Serpentmen tribe's divine artifact, the Sound-Transmitting Conch, capable of relaying messages through special melodies.

After listening to the conch's sound, the Serpentmen Chief Vani's face lit up with joy: "Great Elder, it's just as you predicted! This city only has its southern wall built to be the tallest and most seamless. The north, west, and east walls all have gaps that haven't been closed yet."

"When our warriors swam over, those alien craftsmen were still urgently reinforcing the walls, then they were instantly scared away, scattering in all directions. They didn't even have time to close the city gates, and many warriors have already given chase."

"Great Elder, should we hurry over too?!"

"As long as we can seize their Territory Godstone, the divine grace we receive will definitely allow us all to advance further. Who knows, the Sunken Anchor tribe might even take this opportunity to replace the Sunken Sand tribe and become the most powerful shallow sea tribe within a hundred li."

"Hmm!" The Serpentmen Great Elder nodded impassively on the surface, but inwardly, he was already extremely excited, wishing he could lead the charge himself right now.

But he was, after all, the Great Elder of noble status.

"Vani, you take the west, and I'll take the east. We'll each lead half the warriors and advance simultaneously. Let's try to take down this alien race quickly. As long as we deliver the alien heads to the Sunken Sea Temple before the Tide Moon, we won't have to wait for the next cycle. Next year, we'll be able to sit on the Temple Throne."

After speaking, he manipulated the Silver-Scaled Sea Serpent beneath him to swim towards the eastern wall's gap.

Accompanying him were his most elite two thousand Serpentmen warriors.

Watching the Serpentmen Great Elder's impatient actions, Vani waited until the Great Elder's figure was no longer visible, then quickly manipulated his own Silver-Scaled Sea Serpent to swim towards the western wall's gap.

He wasn't worried about the Serpentmen Great Elder getting ahead of him.

The ones who discovered the gap earlier were his subordinates. By now, they might even be close to reaching the core temple where those aliens stored their Territory Godstone.

If his subordinates got the Godstone first, who knew who would be sitting on that position next year!

However, he didn't dare to be negligent, fearing any unforeseen changes. Leading his elites, he swam so fast in the water that he almost created illusions.

Upon reaching the wall's gap, he, a warrior by birth, leaped off the Silver-Scaled Sea Serpent's head and led his team into the somewhat dry outer city of Sanmin Base.

Soon, only two massive Silver-Scaled Sea Serpents remained outside, one over a hundred meters long, the other nearly a hundred meters long, each coiled before the east and west gates of Sanmin Base, looking quite terrifying.