Under the Red Dragon

The sea at night is always shrouded in a faint mist, but tonight the mist seems particularly thick.

The wind lamps lit on the ships docked in the harbor resemble flickering orange will-o'-the-wisps floating in the mist, emitting an eerie atmosphere in the dimly lit harbor.

Against the backdrop of these swaying ghost lights, it seems as if a monster wielding sharp claws might emerge from the rolling fog at any moment, tearing apart and devouring those on the shore.

Hidden within the increasingly dense white mist, the seawater undulates with unnatural ripples. If one had exceptional vision to pierce the fog's veil, they would discover shadows lurking beneath the dark blue water.

These shadows move silently through the water, a school of sharks with rows of sharp teeth rising and falling. These sharks, typically solitary creatures, are now gathered together, forming a vast swarm.

Countless sharks stretch out beneath the surface, not attacking each other, but rather moving silently towards the harbor as if under some command or control.

Behind this terrifying swarm of sharks, an even larger shadow spreads, filled with countless Sahuagin wielding tridents adorned with coral and seaweed.

Nearly every one of these Sahuagin possesses the innate ability to communicate with the vicious sharks of the sea, having a natural telepathic connection with them. They share a special bond with sharks, training them as attack animals.

Even untrained sharks will not prey on them, treating them as natural allies. From this perspective, all Sahuagin can be considered supernatural creatures.

Most of them are ordinary Sahuagin, but there are also some male Sahuagin with a second pair of arms, clad in seaweed robes.

Once these vile marine devils grow a second pair of arms, not only does their own strength greatly increase, but their intelligence also rises, making them formidable opponents on the battlefield.

Moreover, each Sahuagin that grows a second pair of arms can rule and lead a small group of ordinary Sahuagin, skillfully commanding their subordinates to attack in formation.

At the rear are the Sahuagin priests holding coral staves. These priestesses, who can communicate with and guide Sekolah, the shark god, are the spellcasters of the Sahuagin tribe, each possessing a considerable number of spells.

These include Guidance, Hold Person, Spiritual Weapon, and Mass Cure Wounds, serving as the ranged support and control artillery of the Sahuagin tribe.

And at the very back is the Sahuagin Baron, ruler of all the Sahuagin in this area. Its powerful physique demonstrates its exceptional strength, and all four arms wield sharp weapons.

The Sahuagin Baron silently surfaces, its cold, cruel fish eyes gazing at the quiet harbor and bustling town in the distance, and issues a command in a low voice in the Abyssal language:

"Attack! Kill all the humans. Take the females back to the tribe. Begin your plunder."

"Ooh, ooh."

An ominous, chilling bass tone, audible only to the Sahuagin, vibrates and spreads through the water. This is the Sahuagin's hunting horn.

The shadows beneath the water surge into motion, the shark swarm driving the water towards the quiet harbor, and the Sahuagin behind them leap forward with the surging current.

"Charge! Kill all the humans!"

"Plunder their treasures! Burn their town!"

Countless Sahuagin shouts in the Abyssal language burst from the sea.

On the ships docked in the harbor, the watchmen still habitually light the mast lamps, but now these sailors are becoming more cautious.

They have started to travel in groups, never going anywhere alone.

Rumor has it that a few days ago, in similar foggy weather, sailors from a ship were abducted by unknown monsters.

Although these sailors are accustomed to encountering various monsters on their adventurous journeys, no one wants to be the one who meets with disaster.

"Ha," the leading sailor yawned, brightening the mast lamp at the bow, while chatting with his companion behind him.

"After our watch is over tomorrow, how about we go to town and relax with those ladies? I feel like my tool is getting rusty and needs some lubricant."

But the sailor received no response from his companion. Puzzled, he turned back to look, only to see his companion staring wide-eyed at the sea – at the churning water and surging monsters.

Swish! Two tridents were hurled from the hideous monsters leaping out of the water, piercing the sailor's body and pinning him to the deck.

"Ugh," the two sailors' screams were cut short, turning into two warm corpses.

The Sahuagin leaped onto the large ships docked in the harbor, beginning to clear the humans from the ships.

More Sahuagin, under the command of the Sahuagin Baron, bypassed the ships, stepped onto the shore, and began their attack on the town.

The seawater also surged, attempting to flood the land and turn it into the Sahuagin's main battlefield.

Driven by the Sahuagin priests' spells, the mist began to spread rapidly towards the entire town, gradually enveloping it.

The watchmen stationed in the harbor were eliminated one by one by the Sahuagin under the cover of the mist, falling into pools of blood before they could even resist. The stench of blood mingled with the salty sea breeze, spreading from the ships docked at the harbor to the entire harbor.

Countless Sahuagin leaped from the sea, jumping onto the town's docks and rushing towards the townspeople who had not yet reacted. Shouts of surprise and cries of pain began to spread throughout the town.

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"Ugh, what is that?" Several adventurers, tipsy as they stumbled out of a secluded tavern, hadn't noticed the increasingly heavy fog. They mistook the screams and fighting sounds for the usual nighttime ruckus.

But suddenly, several shadows darted out of the mist, dragging the adventurers on the street into the fog. Then, blood splattered, scattering on the town's ground.

The adventurers were shocked, the alcohol buzz instantly fading. They focused their minds and saw countless green monsters charging out of the mist within a few meters, waving tridents and shouting gibberish.

"Monsters! Green monsters are attacking!"

"It's the Sahuagin! They're raiding the town!"

The adventurers finally saw the monsters' appearance, but they didn't dare risk returning to their homes in the thick fog. Instead, they rushed into the tavern and shouted.

The adventurers stumbled and scrambled, rushing into the tavern and shouting loudly, instantly suppressing the noisy atmosphere inside.

"What? Monsters are attacking the town? Don't they know this is dragon territory?"

"Damn it, everyone be careful. Maybe there are other monsters that aren't afraid of these young dragons."

"Damn it, grab your weapons! Monsters are here!"

Although the adventurers in the tavern were somewhat incredulous, those who had survived years of adventure were cautious enough. They staggered to their feet, drew their weapons, and shouted.

"Quick, close the tavern doors! There's too much fog outside. We can't rush out rashly without understanding the situation. There are many of us here, we can rely on the tavern to defend ourselves. The dragons and their kin will never allow their territory to be attacked. As long as we hold out for a while, we'll get support."

An experienced adventurer shouted immediately. The other adventurers echoed his words, and two adventurers near the door rushed to the door and closed the tavern doors.

Thud, thud, thud.

Just as the two adventurers closed the tavern doors and dropped the wooden bolt, the tavern doors were attacked. The sound of sharp objects striking the wooden planks echoed.

Bang, bang, bang.

Then came the sound of impacts. The two adventurers were shaken so hard that their hands went numb. They quickly retreated a few steps, drew the longswords from their waists, and stared intently at the constantly attacked doors.