Amos looked up at the words and found that the sea ahead was unusually pale red.

Blood?!

The two white dragons flapped their wings, broke away from the fish-man army, and flew towards the strange sea, and the white dragon smelled a smell of blood from a long distance, and it was determined that it was blood that stained the waves red.

The white dragon descended to fly at altitude and got closer to the surface of the sea to take a closer look.

Felicia sniffed with her nose, "This smell!

Amos's face was solemn, and he said, "The blood is mixed with a faint fishy smell, yes!

Felicia gasped: "How many fishmen would have to die to dye such a large area of the sea red!"

The two white dragons raised their heads and looked up, the sea in front of them was stained red with blood, and the faint blood-colored waves could not see the end at a glance, exuding a bloody atmosphere, indescribably weird and terrifying, timid people saw this scene, and they would never be able to sleep at night.

Amos closed his eyes, and it seemed to hear the weeping of the dead, who were crying about the executioner's atrocities.

Who killed them?

El Bloodwave?

Faced with such a scene, Amos thought of the name of this legend, but soon, it overturned its own speculation, even with the strength of the El Blood Wave legend, it could not do it, slaughtering so many fishmen in the sea.

Although the legendary melee pro is outstanding, when he is exhausted, if he does not escape, he can drown or die of exhaustion with only 50,000 fishmen.

Besides, why should the fishman fight him to the death, can't he dive and escape if he can't beat him!

As far as Amos knew, the only people in the vicinity who had the strength to do this were probably the Sea Giant Tribe, which had been inherited for tens of thousands of years.

But why do they do this? Is it just that they are worried that the fish-people will reveal their whereabouts?

Amos is not a god and cannot be guessed.

But Amos has a hunch that this trip to Blackwater may be nothing, but he has already arrived here, how can there be any reason to let go halfway.

After a while, the old blind and waiting for the army of fishmen rushed over, and the fishmen were more sensitive to the blood of their compatriots than the white dragon.

"This!

The fishmen exchanged their heads and ears, and the army was in a commotion.

The White Dragon Lord slowly rose into the air: "Silence!"

When the fish people heard the voice of the white dragon lord, they immediately fell silent and looked up at the white dragon in the sky.

Amos pointed to the sea of blood: "Although, I don't know what is going on! But we can't back down because of this, the whole team is vigilant and continues to move forward." ”

For the master's order, the fish people carried out it scrupulously, and the marching horn sounded again.

The fish people drove their mounts into the sea of blood, and the mounts and war pets felt the breath of blood and became very excited, and the fish people hurriedly pacified.

Soon, under the pacification of the fish-man tide hunters, the war pet calmed down again, and the team moved silently in the sea of blood.

Amos withdrew from his contemplative state and broke the silence with a speech.

"Old Blind! Send scouts to find out if the fish-man tribe is still alive in the surrounding area. ”

"Yes!"

The orders of the White Dragon Lord were passed down layer by layer, and one after another, the fishmen rode the fastest swordfish, leaving the team to carry out the mission, and the fishmen continued to return.

Along the way, the feedback from the scouts made Amos more and more solemn, and the fish-man tribe that was originally recorded on the exploration map of the White Castle was all gone.

Amos looked at the sea of blood below, and these missing fishmen were probably more than lucky.

......

In the evening, the remnant sun on the horizon was like blood, reflecting the sea of blood more and more red, and the army of White Scale City crossed a lone mark in the sea of blood.

The white dragon in the sky looked around, but did not find any seabirds and fish, as if these natural elves also felt the strange atmosphere and hid.

After a long journey of several hours, the army of Whitescale City was finally approaching the Blackwater Clan.

Now that the Blackwater tribe has appeared at the end of the White Dragon's field of vision, Amos and Felicia can't wait to break away from the team and fly to the Blackwater tribe to find answers.

In the sky, Amos fell silent when he saw the terrible situation in the Blackwater tribe.

Compared to the White Scale City, which is dominated by the will of the White Dragon Lord, the Blackwater Tribe is more like a traditional fish-man city.

This large fish-man settlement was built in the shallow area, and the fish-man craftsmen built dense thatched fish-man huts of different sizes on the sea water with logs as the foundation, and the eaves of the huts were tied with hemp ropes, and the hemp ropes were hung with conchs, shells and other decorations, which made a crisp sound like wind chimes under the blowing of the sea breeze.

But the originally pleasant crisp sound, in this case, is like a ghost complaint.

The Blackwater tribe was densely packed with fish-man corpses, the corpses were distributed in a circle, the further the center, the higher the corpses piled up, the most central part did not even reach the roof, blood flowed out of the wounds of at least 200,000 corpses, mixed with the sea water to form a viscous plasma, and continued to spread to the surrounding sea.

Felicia flew around the pile of corpses, and said in a low tone: "There is still an altar and remnants of divine power in the center, this is a prepared sacrifice!"

Amos then discovered that there was a broken altar in the center of the pile, and the sacrificers acted in a hurry, but they hastily destroyed the altar that had lost its usefulness, and did not even cover up the footprints around the altar, or did not bother to hide it.

Felicia: "It's a sea giant!"

Amos nodded silently, and landed on the edge of the Blackwater tribe to observe the corpse.

"The time of death is no more than three days, and the sea giant's attack on White Scale City, plus the time we have to travel, took almost a day and a half, and it seems that the sea giant has already begun to prepare for this sacrifice when he found out that the statue had been taken by you. ”

The White Dragon Lord felt that it was very tricky, and the enemy was more decisive and cruel than he imagined!

After waiting for a while, the army of fishmen arrived.

"Old blind! Look for any clues. ”

Even though he knew that there was little hope, Amos couldn't help but try to see if the enemy had any valuable clues left behind.

Felicia added: "If there are no clues, take the valuable items with us, we can't come for nothing." ”

"Yes!"

The old blind eye quickly reacted, faced the stunned army of fishmen, and waved his hand: "Search for all abnormalities!"

Soon, the fish-man army dispersed, and the old blind man jumped over the corpse pile with some of his men, and ran towards the center of the Blackwater tribe, where the fish-man hut was much larger than the rest of the place, and it was known at a glance that it was the residence of the Blackwater magnates.

After half a ring, the old blind man came back, holding a shell in his hand, and the shell contained a magic pearl, and the old blind eye did not say a word, handed over the pearl, and stood aside.

Amos looked up at the dim sky, "Let's go! ”

The old blind eye was about to beckon the fish-man to retreat, when suddenly, the war pets on the periphery were in a commotion, and they immediately calmed down.

Amos instantly flew into the sky: "Who!"

A black-scaled fishman appeared in the group of war pets, and the fish-man took the initiative to surface and stroked his chest with one hand: "The night watchman of Whitescale City-Fercy Darkscale, has seen the master!"