Zong Shen waved his hand, announcing the decision to return to the mountain peak.

Everyone naturally had no objections and began flying towards the mountain peak cliff.

With the Wall of Holy Light dispelled, they once again hid in the night.

However, under the moonlight, you could still vaguely see a dozen shadows in the sky.

Gradually flying farther and higher, leaving the range of the mountain base.

On the ground, the fishmen were swiftly searching the entire ruins in a rough manner.

The fishmen were jumping and running, filling the entire communication square.

Unfortunately, the entire ruins had been excavated by Bezos and Zong Shen.

Now, not even a hair was left.

Only the abandoned shovels and baskets, along with excrement in the corners remained.

"Chirrup chirrup!"

The fishmen conveyed the situation inside the ruins.

"Grand Elder, the ruins are empty!"

"No damned Skeleton Knights, nothing left behind."

"It seems that the humans who attacked us earlier got there first."

The Fishman Nightwalker reported to the Grand Elder.

"What?"

"So, the Lion Skeleton Knights left not because of some disturbance..."

"It’s very likely they were driven away by those humans!"

The Grand Elder, with no lack of wisdom, quickly realized the truth of the matter.

This time, they mobilized the entire force to eliminate the Skeleton Knights.

And now, they inexplicably lost nearly a thousand Fishman Warriors.

Even with the large scale of the Rapids Tribe, they couldn’t afford such a loss.

"Some of the humans have gone up the mountain!"

"Hurry, chase them now!"

"Those floating humans from earlier are also flying towards the mountain peak!"

An Elder squeezed out from the side, raising his Condensed Water Staff to point at the sky.

The Grand Elder looked up and also noticed that Zong Shen and his group were flying towards the peak.

"Gather all the Elders and chant the Muddy Water Waves; this will be quicker."

He immediately had an idea, preparing to use the power of magic to accelerate the climb.

This mountain reaches a thousand meters high, ordinary magic certainly can’t reach this height.

The Muddy Water Waves mentioned by the Grand Elder is a special Water Magic.

It can summon waves that advance rapidly with the surge of the tide.

At this moment, Baron Bezos and his group had just reached the lower midsection of the mounta halfway up the mountain.

Bear in mind, only six or seven minutes had passed.

This speed was already twice as fast as before.

All this was due to the good physical strength of Tier Four Warriors, and Baron Bezos’s formidable abilities.

His Attributes had reached Tier Three, but not yet Tier Four.

That’s why they could ascend the mountain so quickly.

Climbing is different from running on flat ground; the slope increases the burden.

Now, quite a few laborers were already falling behind.

As ordinary people, they simply couldn’t keep up with such a pace.

Ultimately, how many laborers survive remains a mystery.

Horrifying screams occasionally echoed from the foot of the mountain behind them.

Previously, seventy to eighty fishmen had successfully broken through, pursuing from behind.

These fishmen were now slaughtering the human laborers who had fallen behind.

A cruel reality was that the weak who needed protection were at the back.

While the Warriors with combat abilities were running at the front.

Baron Bezos listened to the screaming behind, his expression grave as water.

His mouth opened and closed slightly, but in the end, he said nothing.

The wave-like push of the Shallow Water Fishmen left a shadow over Baron Bezos.

He didn’t believe his dozen or so Tier Four Warriors could take down those thousands of fishmen.

In the face of danger, the so-called love for the people becomes insignificant.

"Accelerate..."

"Huff..."

He let out a low growl-like shout, sounding somewhat resigned.

"When we return to Bang City, everyone’s wages will be multiplied ten times to compensate their families."

Baron Bezos thought to himself, giving himself a little comfort.

Actually, having such an idea already made him quite conscientious.

Other nobles wouldn’t care about the lives of commoners.

If they died, they died, not even a single Dinar to be expected.

In this regard, Baron Bezos was indeed a benevolent Governor.

Of course, this benevolence is relative.

Zong Shen’s Speed was slightly faster than Baron Bezos’s group.

Floating Flight is certainly faster than running wild with your legs.

About four minutes later, they flew to the top of the mountain.

Eagle was flapping its wings on the spot, already prepared for flight.

It wasn’t because Zong Shen had given the creature any signal.

It was because Eagle itself sensed the impending danger.

Down the mountain, six to seven thousand fishmen harbored murderous intent.

Adding to the recent commotion, with explosions, Water Arrows, and Fish Spears.

All these instinctively made Eagle uneasy, and it began to flap its wings, ready to take off anytime.

Baron Bezos’s airship still parked aside, showing no signs of takeoff.

Clearly, they hadn’t reached the peak yet.

Zong Shen couldn’t bother with too much now, directly bringing Zong Shen to land on Eagle’s back.

"Good fellow, take off quickly!"

He patted Eagle’s solid occiput, speaking in an urgent tone.

Eagle didn’t hesitate either, increasing the frequency of its wing flapping, its massive body starting to rise.

Zong Shen first directed towards the west side of the cliff, intending to see where Baron Bezos had escaped to.

Heading west not far, you could see Baron Bezos had already climbed to the mountain waist.

The distance to the peak was about four to five hundred meters.

However, this section was quite steep, the road conditions fairly ordinary.

Even at their sprinting pace, it still required four to five minutes to reach the summit.

But, fortunately, there were no fishmen pursuers far behind them.

The issue arose between the mountain base and the waist.

The fishmen had summoned waves, propelling fishmen towards the waist.

The speed was swift, but they should not catch up with Baron Bezos.

Thus, Zong Shen was somewhat relieved.

The fishmen were now beginning to concentrate on climbing the mountain.

It’s precisely time to carry out that plan!