Amos blessed himself with a detection lie: "You're the Night's Watch of Whitescale, so why are you here?"

The Night Watch is a special subordinate agency of the White Scale City Defense Department, which is responsible for the defense and patrol of the White Scale City at night, and this unit is not on the list of expeditions.

"Back to the master, when I found the attacker, blew the alarm, and fled into the sewers, due to the blockage of the sewer fence in the inner city of White Scale City, I could only swim down the sewer to the sea, I planned to go around the sea and return to White Scale City, only to find that the enemy army attacked White Scale City, and I mixed into the enemy team,...... I didn't find a chance to leave until now, and I thought that my master would come to the Blackwater tribe to take revenge, so I came here. ”

Detecting the lie and not reacting, Amos was overjoyed: "You mean you followed the Blackwater tribe all the way to the sea giant's lair?!"

The fish-man nodded, "Yes, I haven't seen it with my own eyes, but I'm sure the sea giant's lair is under that trench." ”

Detecting lies still doesn't react, although the magic and props to evade the detection of lies are not nothing, but they will never appear in a mid-level fish-man, and Amos doesn't believe that a middle-level fish-man has the ability to deceive himself, it seems that what this fish-man said is true.

"Okay! The first to discover the intruder, and call the police, and brave and strategic, to find the sea giant's lair, you have made a great contribution!"

The fish-man's eyes showed fanatical adoration: "It's my honor to serve my master. ”

Amos nodded in appreciation, took out a scale, and in front of the fish-man army, he transformed the fish-man Faisy into a dependent, and punished if he made a mistake, and rewarded for meritorious service has always been the only way for his majesty.

Amos looked at the fish-man who gritted his teeth and insisted on not moaning in pain, even though he was trembling with pain, and admired it more and more.

The transformation of dependents will strengthen all the cells inside and outside the body, and this kind of itching emanating from the internal organs is not something that ordinary people can bear.

This fishman is resolute, cautious, and clever, and can actually speculate that he will come to the Blackwater tribe to take revenge, and came to provide important information, although the strength is not worth mentioning for the time being, but as long as there are enough resources, the strength is almost nothing.

The White Dragon Lord summoned the leader of the Nightkin Warriors: "Bucky Darkscale, this fish-man will be handed over to you." ”

"Yes! The subordinates must cultivate well. ”

Old Jimmy, who was standing on the side, could see that Bucky Darkscale also valued the junior of the Darkscales clan, and muttered in a low voice, "Good luck boy." ”

After the fish-man had adjusted to the surging power and came to his senses, Amos handed it a map: "Fercy Darkscale, mark the exact location of the trench." ”

"Follow your will!"

Fessey the fishman took the map and drew a small circle on the map according to the direction of the island: "That trench is in the deep sea, it is very large and wide, and it can be found from a long distance. ”

Amos took the map: "Well, you are temporarily following the team of mages and are responsible for the safety of the spellcasters. ”

"Yes!"

Faisy saluted, then walked towards the beckoning procession of spellcasters.

The White Dragon Lord looked at the small circle on the map, and with a clear location, it was not in a hurry.

"Bucky Darkscale, you personally lead the team to investigate, remember, don't startle the snake. ”

"Your will is my direction. ”

Bucky Darkscale bowed down and took the elite Fishman Nightcrawler with him on a mission sent by the White Dragon.

Amos looked around, looked at the miserable white corpse of the fish-man, frowned, looked at the map again, and pointed to an island not far from the sea giant tribe: "Old blind, change to a clean place to rest, just this island." ”

A few hours later, the two white dragons rested in the shallow waters of the island, while the fishmen fed in the moonlight on the beach.

Dragons are higher creatures that can go months without eating for months as long as they are full, while fish people must eat at least two meals a day, and even three or four meals when they are tired.

Therefore, taking advantage of the rare free time, the fish-man warriors ate the special marching dry food of White Scale City - salted dried fish, and after eating, they found a comfortable beach to lie down and rest, recuperating for the upcoming battle.

Suddenly, the sea rattled, and the half-asleep warrior on the beach sat up and picked up his weapon, and the fishmen looked at it and saw that it was their fellow Nightcrawler, and lay down and rested.

Amos looked at Bucky Darkscale, who was riding on the waves and running towards him, and at the same time wondered what made the calm leader of the assassins so anxious.

Bucky Darkscale ran up to the White Dragon Lord without even a regular greeting: "Master, the trench is shrouded in gray magic, and there is a strong light shining, we can't find out the specific situation inside, but I feel the terrifying elemental fluctuations, you better go and see for yourself." ”

Bai Long immediately stood up: "Old blind! Prepare for war!"

Amos blessed himself with invisibility, grabbed Bucky Darkscale and flew into the sky, and under the guidance of the guide, he came to the specific location of the trench.

Amos slowly and cautiously dipped into the water, the dragon's tail swinging, propelling its body to the bottom of the ocean.

After descending for an unknown few kilometers, Amos came to the edge of the trench, which was five hundred meters wide and even more invisible, and the terrain on both sides of the trench was intertwined with dogs' teeth, as if a dog had gnawed it, and at a glance it was clear that it was not naturally formed.

Amos didn't care, the damage caused by the great war tens of thousands of years ago was more serious than this.

The white dragon stretched out his head to the edge of the trench and saw the scene that Bucky Darkscale had said, gray magical energy shrouded the bottom of the trench, flowing like a thick fog, and the strong light that magic could not hide from time to time shone through the thick fog, reflecting the flickering light on both sides of the trench, like lightning in the night rain.

Amos is a mage professional who is about to enter the master rank, and it can feel more and more comprehensive than Bucky Darkscale, and the terrifying magical energy at the bottom of the trench makes the white dragon feel palpitations, which is by no means a movement that the master rank can create.

Although I don't know what these sea giants are doing, it is definitely not a good thing for the white dragon.

The White Dragon Lord's face was solemn, and he used his spiritual power to speak: "Bucky Darkscale, let the old blind stop moving forward, keep a safe distance, and I'll investigate the situation first." ”

Bucky Darkscale nodded, stealthily and quietly left.

Amos took a deep breath, vigilantly dodging the vigilance magic set by the sea giants, and dived below the trench.

In the white flash, the white dragon stopped in front of the magic fog, this magic fog was not in Amos's knowledge reserve, so it was not known if the fog had an early warning function, but it had its own way.

"Scan!"

[Name]: Soul Mist

[Synopsis]: A master-level strategic auxiliary magic invented by a certain devil mage in Hell can isolate magic detection below the legendary level and mask magic fluctuations, and the weak will lose their way if they break in.