A gust of wind blew across the island, snapping the wooden poles that the Nigai were standing on. The pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info wooden pole turned a few times in the air, fell into the sea with a bang, and floated and sank several times, like a lifeless corpse.

The storm gradually subsided, and a ray of dawn appeared at the junction of the sea and the sky, lighting up the night sky that had been silent for a long time, and two golden lines stretched quickly along the sea level, like a pair of gentle hands embracing the rejuvenated ocean. The golden sun slowly rose to the surface of the sea, and the sea god, who had been sleeping for many days, opened her beautiful eyes.

The polar night day is over.

The stormy waves disappeared, the sea surface was sparkling, and a fish jumped out of the sea, crossed a mysterious symbol in the faint morning light and dived back to the bottom of the sea, and the remaining golden light rippled......

The storm passed, and the two patriarchs did not return; The last time of the duel passed, and the two patriarchs still did not return. Everyone silently looked at the wooden pole that carried the floating Niga in the sea, and knew that the sea god had made a choice.

If there is a draw, it will be Poseidon who will make the choice, and now Poseidon has already chosen.

The winner is Naga!

The Nagas looked at the wooden poles still standing on the island, and couldn't help but burst into tears, hugging each other in celebration of victory. Little Naga fell into Ansu's arms, and Ansu quickly felt the **** on his clothes. She silently put her arms around little Naga's shoulders and lowered her eyelids to hide the gloom in her eyes. Little Niga, who did not know the joy or sorrow, barked a few times at the rising sun, and played with his tail to himself.

"This ...... No way! Yong Niga stumbled to the edge of the cliff, his hands on the ground and stared incredulously at the broken wooden pole on the sea, "I'm obviously very stable, how could I ......" turned his head and glared at Tuwu viciously, "It must be you who made trouble!" ”

Ignoring him, Tuwu groped for his scepter and walked slowly to the edge of the cliff, raising his hands and saying in a solemn voice like chanting a sacrificial message: "The god of the sea has made it clear that he asks Niga to abide by the treaty." His voice was not loud, but everyone present could hear it clearly.

Niga didn't wait for the patriarch to come back, the great wizard also disappeared, and for a while, the six gods had no master, and after being silent for a while, they made a noise, mainly around the topic of whether to give back half of the territorial sea to Naga. Some said yes, but asked Naga to send back Little Niga, while others were firmly opposed, arguing that it would be enough to give them only a small island. In the end, it was Tu Niga who came out to suppress all the quarrels, saying that as long as the little Niga was returned, one-third of the territorial waters would be returned to Naga. This time, it was the turn of the Naga tribe to start making noise, some said that the little Niga should be sent back to Niga, and asked for one-third of the territorial waters, and some resolutely disagreed, without the amulet of the little Niga, I am afraid that once the little Niga is handed over, Niga will kill them in the next second, even if they are not killed, the days of becoming slaves are better than death.

"Everything has to be done according to the will of the god of the sea, Niga, are you going to betray the god of the sea?" Tuwu asked faintly, and the waves suddenly surged again, and the wooden pole that was still standing was painted golden by the sun, and the strings of shells hanging on it reflected a shining white light, jingling, as if to ask.

Tu Niga took a deep look at the great wizard standing in the golden light, and there was a little jealousy in his heart, no one knew the true strength of these wizards who controlled the power of nature. He was a little glad that Nawu was gone, and without the intervention of the wizard, it would have been much easier for him to control the power of the clan. It doesn't matter if the territorial sea is given to Naga first, they can't hold it anyway, and when he grasps the power of the clan, he will wipe out Naga. This eternal merit will belong to him Tu Niga!

"I think we should give them half of the territorial waters according to the previous treaty, and they won't be able to hold it anyway. Moreover, His Royal Highness is still in their hands. After some persuasion by Tu Niga, Niga finally agreed to return half of the territorial waters to Naga. However, they secretly planned to attack the Naga as soon as they rescued the little Niga, turning them into their slaves, so that they didn't have to worry about running out of medicinal materials to refine the inhibitors.

Niga was also happy when he made his decision, and immediately hugged the stone slab engraved with half of the territorial waters. There are a total of nine stone slabs, each of which is about ten catties. The Naga patriarch is gone, and the little Naga is naturally the patriarch, and he must step forward to accept the stone slab. Niga could have given a chart drawn from the skin of a sea animal, but they wanted to embarrass little Naga and let out this evil breath. Niga held the nine stone tablets in one hand, lifted his chin, and said proudly, "You have taken it." "It was as if the slate was not given to Naga, but to Naga for safekeeping.

Little Naga had barely reached out when the Niga suddenly smiled wickedly, and quickly withdrew his hand, and the nine stone slabs were immediately smashed towards the sea--

Xiao Naga was stunned for a moment and then reacted quickly, stretched out his hands and lifted it upward, and a column of water suddenly rose on the sea, holding the nine stone slabs steadily.

"Good!" Naga erupted in cheers, and while they were saddened by the loss of the patriarch, little Naga gave them hope.

Nyga glared at little Naga a few times before retreating with an ugly face. Tu Niga squinted at the resolute face of little Naga, and made a decision: This Naga must be removed as soon as possible!

After the chart was delivered, both sides left some people to salvage the bodies of their respective patriarchs, and the others went back. Unlike when he came, Naga swept away the despair and gloom before and became elated. In a desperate situation, they kept thanking the patriarch and the sea god all the way, and decided to support the current little patriarch in the future. Niga did not have the confidence and arrogance that he had when he came, and a series of blows made them lose their heads. Without the patriarch, Niga would have become a plate of loose sand.

"A new patriarch must be elected as soon as possible." Some of the Nica elders suggested.

"Your Highness is still here." Tu Niga said that the Niga patriarch had just died, and they were thinking about seizing power.

"Hmph, we can't beat even a single naga, we don't need the blood of the vanquished." The Nyga elders said coldly, "If he hadn't engaged in Gemba, we would have unified the Great Blue Ocean a long time ago!" ”

"But without the patriarch, our clan would not be prosperous today!" Turniga retorted excitedly.

"We are not denying Yan Niga's merits, but he is already dead, even if it is too late to cultivate His Royal Highness, besides, he is still in Naga's hands. We must not live without a patriarch for a long time, and we must elect a strong patriarch as soon as possible. ”

Looking at their figures without the slightest nostalgia, Tu Niga felt that the sunlight shining on his body was cold, and the polar night seemed to have not left. Looking around at the few remaining clansmen, Tu Niga said with a blank face, "Let's go and retrieve the body of the patriarch." "He can't be left alone to rot at the bottom of the sea, he's had endured enough pain.