As the last rays of twilight disappeared into the sea level, the sky changed from light blue to deep blue.

Night has fallen!

However, there were a lot of gray clouds today, all of which obscured the cold light of the moon goddess Suren.

But for the fish-shaped people who believe in Ambory, the goddess of the sea, now is the perfect time to come ashore.

Whether it was the rough tide, the rising waterline, or the dim environment like the deep sea, they were all comfortable, and there was no harsh moonlight that bothered them.

This is simply the perfect landing operation, just enough to blow the long-lost sea breeze.

Vao Bluecheeks surfaced with an azure staff made of underwater elemental hedron in mind.

Its eyes are as deep as the depths of the ocean

Tonight it will lead the elite of its tribe and negotiate with the feline slaves they raise about how to deal with the black dragons.

And in front of and behind it, there are not only a few powerful fish-turned warriors, but also a few carapace monsters wearing "armor" and holding halberds for it to drive.

This monster that looks like a strong man in an armored shell is called a human crab, and not only has a huge claw large enough to clip a person's waist, but also has a thick palm that resembles a humanoid, and can flexibly grasp weapons.

However, it is often the case that the Crab prefers to use the giant pincer in melee combat rather than a weapon against the enemy.

Its other hand is usually used to throw weapons rather than use them.

As a result, the Crab has a highly accurate weapon throwing technique, allowing it to easily hit its enemies with weapons from hundreds of feet away.

They guarded it as diligently as the Fishman warriors, the strongest spellcasters of the Fishman clan.

Even the most relaxed island of Ricka in this place, like their back garden, is just as vigilant and vigilant.

This is the elite of the fish-turned people, and it is also where it feels confident that it can capture the black dragon.

"They should have arrived!"

Voo Bluecheeks looked at the approaching shadow of the island of Rika Island, thinking that the cats should have been waiting for it on the shore.

Sure enough, just as they all landed on the sandy beach hundreds of feet down the cliff, a rustling sound came from the dark green jungle.

It was a brown cat with a light gray coat and a few forest leaves, and its steps were a little hurried, and its mouth was also busy saying to the fish-man spellcaster in front of him.

"Lord Woo, you're here, the patriarch ordered me to wait for you here!"

It said respectfully to the fish-shaped human sacrifice that had just come out of the sea in front of it.

"You're Farkan, why are you the only one!Sinrut, it's always been it who came to greet me personally!"

Woo Bluecheeks recognized at a glance that this was the representative of the younger generation of the Cat Clan, except for Sinlut, and was also one of the future strong candidates for the patriarch within the Cat Clan.

Voo Bluecheeks stared at the cat-like man with those deep eyes, waiting for its reply.

Farkan replied unhurriedly.

"I'm sorry for you, Lord Woo! The patriarch has been injured by that damn black dragon, and it can't come to meet you!"

"And the other clansmen are guarding the black dragon, so there is no extra manpower to greet you, after all, the cunning true dragon may come back at any time to sneak up on our cat-transformed clan!"

"So I'm the only one to greet you, Lord Wo'o!

"But don't worry, what you want to know, Lord Sinlut has already told me everything, you can ask as you like!"

"Alright then!"

When Voo Bluecheeks heard Farkahn's explanation, he nodded slightly.

After all, what the cat-like person in front of him said also makes sense.

The cunning of the true dragon has long been famous in the Io continent, even the white dragon in the north, they all know how to sneak attack, let alone others.

Another sneak attack at night is not out of the question.

And the cat-like clan, the lack of manpower is a normal thing.

Not to mention for it.

Catification is just a tool, it doesn't matter who it is.

Of course, this only needs to be useful for the tool.

"Don't worry! If that black dragon really dares to attack you, I will let it never fly into the sky again, and drown in the bottom of the sea!"

Woo Bluecheeks said fearlessly to the cat-like man in front of him.

"Then I'll thank you for my people! That black dragon is terrible! I watched it devour my companion in the morning......"

With a relieved and somewhat sad expression, Fakarn said in a more respectful tone to the fish-turned spellcaster.

This made Voo Bluecheeks a little grateful to the black dragon.

After all, at the beginning, it was very resistant to let the cat-like tribe sacrifice girls to them, but now there is a worse one as a comparison, it doesn't seem to be bad!

"My lord, are you going to our tribe now?" Although the patriarch is injured, he can still talk to you, and some things may not be clear enough for me to express!"

Fakarn asked tentatively.

"Well, then you lead the way!"

Voo was noncommittal, their original intention was to come to the land to see if there was a chance to hunt real dragons, but they even brought fishing nets for hunting.

The cat-like tribe can be described as an excellent bait, and if it really stays, the expression of the black dragon is estimated to be very exciting!

Woo couldn't help but think.

But before you set foot on land, there's one more thing to do, and that's blessing spells.

Sea creatures are too far away from the ocean, and if they want to walk freely on land without the help of spells, it is very difficult, and even if they can, their combat power will drop a lot.

After all, although the fish-turned man is an amphibious creature, its main battlefield is still in the ocean, and now at this critical juncture of squatting to guard the black dragon, spells are naturally the best solution.

As a result, it began to chant intricate and elongated incantations, and the azure water elemental staff it held in its webbed hand was raised slightly.

In a few moments, with the long, high-pitched incantation, a blue point of light rose from the staff, quickly turning into a transparent curtain of light that enveloped the fish-turned caster and his followers.

With the light curtain attached to their bodies, these monsters, who had just emerged from the ocean, once again enjoyed the feeling of coming home.

- Three-ring spell "Group Land Walking"

It's enough for them to be as free and easy on land as they are in water, unaffected by the environment, and not weakened by dehydration for the duration of the spell.

After applying the spell, the Fishman caster fine-tunes his team's formation, trying to keep all the elite Fishman warriors and human crabs at a certain distance from each of its four directions.

In this way, even if there is movement, it can react from a sufficient distance.

Six second-order elite fish-transformed human warriors and three second-order human crabs were scattered around Vo'o.

Monitor each other, as long as there is the slightest wind or movement, they can be detected by each other, so as to prevent sneak attacks.

In this way, the safety level of Vo'o, the fish-turned spellcaster, has been raised by several notches.

After making sure that he was safe, Voo began to ask the cat-transformed man Fakarn who led the way in front of him about the details of the black dragon.

Farkahn knew that the most difficult level was coming.

However, it had already been prepared, and without the slightest hesitation, it said the words that had been brewing in his heart for a long time, like pouring beans from a bamboo tube, to Voo Bluecheeks.

Voo Bluecheeks listened attentively, and the fish-shaped spellcaster interspersed a few questions from time to time.

However, Farkarn also answered the same way, after all, he had already prepared the draft.

That's a great answer!

Let Woo Bluecheek, who didn't doubt him, believe in the cat's request for help.

Of course, the main thing is that it doesn't think that these cowards, who have already been defeated by them once, have the courage to resist them.

It took me a long time to walk through the forest, and I walked some distance to the center of the island before I stopped, and I arrived at my destination!

Cat-like territory!

However, the road was as calm as ever, except for the originally lively forest, which was much quieter.

However, Woo, who rarely spends time on land, naturally does not know what this means.

In Vo's vision, in a clearing surrounded by towering trees, sat a small town of wooden houses surrounded by a fence wall.

It is inhabited by a group of cat-transformed people, who are also raised here in the form of fish and humans, ready for sustainable development.

When this group of visitors from the bottom of the sea followed behind Farkahn, they walked generously into the town of the Cat Man Clan.

It caused a commotion among the vigilant cat-like crowd.

However, these visitors from the bottom of the sea, including Vaughn, were fearless.

They burst in, and with undisguised greed, they scanned the townspeople like a flock of sheep.

Especially when they look at the fear in the eyes of the cat-like people around them, their eyes are all full of enjoyment and pleasure.

Probably due to the influence of the benthic devilfish, the most popular thing to do is to appreciate the despair and fear in the eyes of the enemy, and consider it a more addictive thing than power.

But what is even more addictive is that they see those cat-like women with beautiful faces, and there is undisguised desire and greed in their eyes.

After all, in addition to human crabs, these male fish-transformed human elite warriors are being transformed by humans.

If they want to reproduce, they have no other way than to be related to humans.

Fortunately, these fish-turned warriors still followed the orders of the priests and chiefs, and did not attack these women who they saw as weak and helpless, and vulnerable.

They watched quietly as Vaughn entered the house belonging to the Feline Patriarch.

Then, not long after, with an order, the entire cat-like town came alive again.

In order to thank the messengers of the gods of Lucca for their help, the patriarch of Sinrut decided to hold a banquet to treat them, and to choose the most beautiful girl in the town to be sacrificed to the gods.

After a long time, the moon is in the treetops.

The cat-like town is already brightly lit, and in the open space of the town, the cat-like people are singing and dancing.

And above the platform in the clearing, sitting is Vaughn, the spellcaster of the fish-turned man who has come to discuss matters related to the black dragon.

At this time, it was nibbling on the tender lamb chops that had been cooked in its hands with one hand, chewing with sharp teeth, and the splattered blood still remained on its green skin, which looked particularly hideous, and the other hand was holding a girl from the cat-like family.

Vaughn would glance at her from time to time, and then find a hint of pleasure in her look, which was served with fruit wine and lamb chops.

Now, in addition to the protection of the human crab, the other fish-transformed human warriors around Vaughn have let him go down and enjoy a feast together.

This meal is still more in line with its appetite, and those elite warriors of the Fish-Transformed Human Clan are naturally qualified to enjoy it.

However, at the climax of the banquet, there are some subtleties in the selection of the sacrificial girl, and no one cares.

For example, a cat-like girl and a fish-like warrior go into the jungle behind the town one after the other.

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Running Bulba is an elite second-order fish-man warrior, and it's excited right now, both above and below.

It felt as if it had been favored by the goddess of the moon, for now it did not hate the half-concealed hazy moonlight.

Now its mind was full of thoughts, the whispers of the girl in its ear just now.

"My lord, can you help me? I want to meet Flando, can I? I'm willing to give anything for that!"

Flandor Rush knew that it was the feline woman who had been sacrificed last time, and was now lying in the chief's underwater palace.

According to its level, it can't be touched, but this cat-like girl sent to the door, it won't miss it, so it tells her very bluntly.

"You can help, but you have to promise it one thing!"

"That's to help it fulfill a little dream!"

And the girl, after hearing the dream of running around, hesitated, but agreed, but not in the house, but only in the jungle.

But it's even more exciting for the rush children!

As the trees on both sides quickly retreated, Ben Bo Erba couldn't help but speak.

"Miss Luvia!

It looked at the girl in a linen dress in front of it with a lewd gaze, staring greedily at her leaking white skin and neck.

I couldn't help but lick the corners of my mouth when I thought of it, and hurriedly called.

The girl also stopped, looked around, seemed to really determine the environment, and then ran around to hear an inexplicable word.

"Lord Gordon!

Just as he was wondering who Gordon was, he was suddenly thrown to the ground by a figure who jumped from a tree.

It tried to struggle, but it couldn't move in the face of the tremendous force of its claws.

However, it saw the face of the monster that overwhelmed it, and it was completely confused.

It's the black dragon! It didn't leave!

This second-order fish-turned warrior suddenly felt a chill down his spine, and subconsciously let out a roar, in a vain attempt to remind Vaughn outside the forest.

But it was horrified to find that no matter how it sounded, or how its limbs rubbed on the ground, the sound of rubbing dirt and rocks disappeared without a trace.

There was silence, only the atmosphere outside the forest that was gradually fiery outside.

It was as if it had been swallowed up.

Ben Boer fell into despair, but the despair did not last for a few seconds.

Its neck and skull all felt the sharpness at the same time, accompanied by a tingling sensation.

Consciousness returned to darkness.

......

The gray clouds were blown away by the wind, and the moonlight sprinkled on the quiet forest.

Gordon watched the departure of the girl in the linen dress, retracted his vision, and began to deal with the endgame.

It stood on top of the fish-turned corpse, throwing some grinding potion on the corpse with some disgust to mask the smell of blood, before wiping the blood stains off its paws.

Its dark golden pupils looked at the brightly lit banquet in the distance, and once again slammed into the treetops, waiting for the next one to arrive.

In the shadows, its silhouette grew a lot.

【High and Robust】:(1/25)-(2/25)↑

[Health]: 50/50-53/53↑

The killing continues......