Sorcery Monarch

Chapter 180: Bobo's Ambition

Chapter 180: Bobo's Ambition

The sound of "Wuwawa" shouting.

Continuously echoed in the wild marsh.

Bobo, who was far smaller than an average murloc, didn't want to join in, and instead found them very noisy.

Watching the figures moving in front of him, Bobo sulked a bit and opened his mouth, letting out a sharp "Yiya" sound.

The surrounding murlocs heard his voice and quickly quieted down, respectfully lying on the ground, clearly very submissive to him.

The small-bodied Bobo easily hopped onto a giant six-legged swamp crocodile.

This terrifying massive beast had just filled its belly and showed no reaction to Bobo stepping on its head.

Waving a small steel trident, Bobo impatiently knocked on the swamp crocodile's head.

This top predator of the Misty Swamp, known for its ferocity, didn't get angry at all, instead lazily stood up and began crawling forward.

At the same time, the emerald green Bobo opened his mouth, letting out a sharp cry of enjoyment over the fertile land, which to all the murlocs meant the only command:

"Attack, time to eat!"

Watching the murlocs chaotically rush forward, Bobo, sitting cross-legged on the swamp crocodile's head, held his head in frustration.

His round, bulging eyes kept darting around, his sharp gaze landing on the somewhat disorganized transport team.

He noticed many of the big humans were only wearing cloth clothes, not carrying the swords and spears he liked, and immediately felt a bit dissatisfied.

What Bobo didn't expect was that the seemingly chaotic transport team suddenly steadied themselves after a flash of pale golden light.

They formed a circle and forcibly held off the murloc attack.

Bobo immediately perked up, curiously widening his eyes.

Following the source of the light, he spotted a tall, burly human knight.

"Hmm? Knight??"

If anyone heard this, they would be greatly shocked.

Murlocs, long regarded as low-intelligence, beast-like creatures, could actually speak common language!

Having found something interesting, Bobo commanded the other murlocs to encircle them while suppressing the impulsive urges of his subordinates, angrily shouting in his gibberish language:

"You! Fools!"

"Don't go die!"

Clever Bobo knew very well.

No matter how many murlocs there were, unless they went mad at night, no number of them could beat the big humans led by a knight.

Bobo's only idea was to secretly observe the human knight's fighting style to see if he could learn a trick or two.

"Smart Bobo will surely return to the sea one day!"

This great ambition inspired the small murloc to start gesturing with his steel trident.

It must be said that due to the murloc's body shape, Bobo's movements with the trident were somewhat awkward, yet they carried a certain serious grace.

The most interesting thing was that many of the surrounding murlocs were glaring viciously at the somewhat foolish Bobo, but they didn't dare to move.