So Jibril didn't just randomly choose a Siren after the bombardment?
Su'er nodded thoughtfully and didn't ask any more questions.
This blue-haired Siren didn't play any tricks, nor did she deliberately take them on a detour or lead the three of them to a dangerous place. As she leaped and surged through the waves, she frolicked like a dolphin, and the sea seemed to have real life, actively pushing her forward.
And after realizing that the three of them could easily keep up with her speed, the Siren's forward speed became very fast, and it felt like they were in a speed race.
The waters where the Werebeasts were active were much farther than Su'er had expected. Before, when they were searching for the secret, the three of them had already ventured deep into the sea far from the continent, but now they had returned to a place close to the land.
If the place where the three of them were at the bottom of the sea was the place where the Siren were most concentrated, then these mermaids running such a long distance to the edge of the land was, well, they must have been so bored.
Or were they running from something?
"We're here~," The blue-haired Siren suddenly came to a stop and made a big circle with her arms. She said, "When Laila brought me here to play before, it was right here~"
"Werebeasts are Crossing the Sea"
Why is there only the sea? Where are the Werebeasts?
They're dead.
Where are the ships?
At the bottom of the sea.
Thanks to the fact that Su'er and the others never had any expectations for this Siren, the scene of nothing was still within their expectations.
"We'll have to search nearby. As far as I know, the Werebeasts are a very action-oriented race. If they really decide to do something on the sea, the losses from a Siren's attack will definitely not stop them," Su'er said, looking at the land.
His mood was a little complex. He never thought that after the life-or-death crisis in the past, he would have a day where he would once again interact with the Werebeasts. And this time, he would clearly not be at a disadvantage.
Times have changed.
"I'll do it then. If I let that weed do it, I don't know how long it will take," Jibril flew up decisively. Before Think could object, Jibril reached out her hand and unfolded a bright halo. Invisible ripples seemed to be spreading from around her.
"I can use this to detect the biological reactions around and remove the interfering information... Ah~, found it~," In just a few seconds, Jibril opened her eyes and pointed in a direction. "Let's go over there."
"..." Without saying a word, Think just glared at Jibril fiercely. Su'er could bet that this woman had already written this matter down in her little notebook.
Hmm... logically, the notebook for Jibril should be as thick as a book by now. It's really scary.
It was clear that what Jibril called "around" was relative to a Flügel. At the very least, the group flew for a long time in the direction she pointed before they finally saw their target.
A few small wooden boats, with only one cabin. They were powered by manpower, oh no, they should be powered by Werebeasts with oars. This number couldn't be the main force of the Werebeasts. So—scouts?
Under the power of the Flügel, the Werebeasts had no room to resist. They didn't even have a chance to communicate. When they reacted, the few wooden boats were directly teleported to the nearest large island, where they landed on the spot.
"What's going on!!"
"Nozawa! Where did you guys row the boat to!"
"I, I don't know!"
"Ugh!!!"
"..."
It was a complete mess. Su'er could still hear the panicked words and the violent vomiting sounds in the Werebeast language coming from the few boats.
Besides ensuring that they didn't die, this unprotected spatial travel gave these Werebeasts an unprecedented experience, but it also caused strong physical discomfort. To be honest, if it weren't for the fact that the Werebeasts themselves had powerful physical strength, Jibril's casual act of making them travel through space would have been enough to make them lose some of their members on the spot.
The fragility of the lower races was fully displayed in front of the superior races.
The chaos in the cabins didn't last long. After a sound like things collapsing, a few of the seemingly strongest Werebeasts directly broke through the boat walls and jumped out. They landed with a graceful roll on the open ground and assumed a vigilant stance, and then they froze in place.
The spirit soul stone on her forehead was still glowing faintly, the Siren was lying on her back in a water ball floating in the air, and the... Flügel who looked the smallest but was flying above the heads of a few people.
What kind of combination is this?
How did these few races get together???
Am I still dreaming?!
As a race that relied purely on physical strength, it couldn't be said that the Werebeasts' bodies were one step faster than their minds when something happened, but it was certain that they would want to rush out with their strength when they were in doubt.
Before the few Werebeasts who jumped out first could give a warning, the tops of the few wooden boats were popped with a few holes like balloons by the Werebeasts who were coming out one by one. This was also the reason why many Werebeasts came out behind others. Otherwise, the tops of the boats would have disappeared on the spot.
And then one by one, they were all dumbfounded here.
They couldn't be blamed for being mentally fragile. This kind of scene would have been the same for any other intelligent and speaking race. It was too abnormal, so abnormal that it didn't seem like they were in the middle of a cruel great war.
Oh, except for the Siren.
From the beginning until now, this blue-haired Siren had never once questioned the combination of Su'er and the others. In her opinion, there was nothing wrong with it. Everything was okay.
"Ah~, hello, everyone~"
Jibril bowed politely in the air. When she looked up, she saw the Werebeasts looking even more bewildered. They didn't respond at all, except for gripping their weapons even tighter.
They couldn't understand.
"Heh~"
Jibril heard a disrespectful laugh from a certain weed behind her. A small pound sign appeared on her forehead. The karma came too quickly.
"She is saying hello to you. If you can, please cooperate and answer a few questions?" Su'er took a step forward and spoke before the war started.
"..."
There was still no answer. Even though Su'er had thoughtfully used the Werebeast language to convey Jibril's words and their purpose, the Werebeast who seemed to be the leader not only didn't cooperate, but his big dog eyes were also flashing with confusion.
He really had a dog's head.
He completely couldn't understand what this person who suddenly spoke was.
Why can he speak the Werebeast language?
Why does he look so much like a monkey?