The Sea Lions turned out to be amphibious creatures. They had likely wandered onto the island above, which was exactly where Silas the Wanderer had first discovered and tracked them.
Drawn in by the Sea Demon Soul, the blue-eyed sea lion let out a thunderous roar. A wall of water burst outward, crashing across a two-meter radius before slamming directly into the summoned guardian.
BAM! Seven hundred damage.
For most players, a hit like that would be painful. Even high-grade health potions only restored around two hundred HP per second. Marcus, however, only smiled.
At this rate, each Sea Demon Soul could comfortably tank seven or eight level sixty blue-eyed sea lions without any healing at all, so he had nothing to worry about.
'Attack!' The command came the moment the sea lion committed itself.
Brilliant flashes of magic lit up the water as waves churned in every direction. Marcus and his pets unleashed a relentless barrage of spells, giving the sea lion no chance to recover.
