Amos came to the sky above Skull Shatter Island and scanned the land below, the gnolls on the outskirts of the forest had been taken away and assigned to work on other islands, only the gnolls in Skull's fortress remained, so the original gnolls village was completely deserted.

However, along the coastline, a new fish-man town and a long list of fish-man villages have been built, and numerous farms have been established around these fish-man settlements, but the ogre eats a huge amount, and only the output around Shattered Skull Island is completely insufficient.

On the huge wooden dock of the town, there are several Ramos giant tortoises moored, the ogres are carrying the supplies on the giant tortoise, and behind the giant tortoise are fixed rows of nets soaked in the seawater, and the live fish and shrimp are surging in the nets, and the fish people are in groups of more than a dozen, untying the nets and dragging them to the shore, where these fish and shrimp will be loaded into water tanks and transported to the skull crusher fortress.

On the dirt road from Fishman Town to Skullbreaker, there are already gnolls driving ox carts out.

At the edge of the forest, the road that the White Dragon had paved with Dragon's Breath at the time was built as a formal passageway that led directly to the gate of the Skull Shattered Fortress.

The walls of the Skullshatter Fortress have been rebuilt and are taller than before, but the new walls lack some of the immensity of history.

In the open space in front of the city wall, a team of ogres carried logs, ran in circles around the newly built city wall, and behind them, followed by a strong ogre instructor, it held a long whip and waved, making a whining sound of breaking through the air, and the running ogre stopped for a moment, and was whipped on the back by the instructor, and quickly accelerated to keep up with the team.

Gulgaru stood in a nearby clearing, supervising the training of the ogre warriors, and behind it was a group of tired ogres, lying on the ground like dead dogs, panting for breath.

There was also a group of ogres in the clearing, fists to the flesh, no pretense, sweat dripping down their chins, dripping onto the earth, seeping into the dry earth, leaving a wet spot.

A few fish-man prophets sat in the shade, healing the wounded ogre, and a moist aura went down, and the ogre joined the training again.

Amos flew into the clearing, and a loud dragon roar resounded through the sky.

Gulgaru looked up and saw the arrival of the white dragon and raised his hand.

"Stop!"

The ogre in training stopped his movements and looked up at the white dragon in the sky that was obscured by the sun.

Amos landed on the ogre's training ground.

"Good job, Gurgaru!"

Amos looked at the ogres carrying the logs, and the previous laziness of eating and waiting for death was completely gone, replaced by a vigorous spirit.

The stomachs of the ogre warriors seem to be fat, but if you look closely, the outline of the muscles is faintly visible under the fat, and the sweat flows down the ravines between the muscles, and the air is filled with the masculinity of males.

"Very good! Very good! The Skull Crusher Clan has improved a lot. ”

Gul: "Yes!

Garu: "We now eat five meals a day and train like this for 12 hours a day, and even the dumbest guy is now a full-fledged fighter. ”

Amos nodded, warrior is indeed the best profession to get started, as long as there is a lot of nutritious food, coupled with systematic training, basically every normal person can successfully get started.

But the further you go, the more difficult it is to improve your level, and your qualifications, opportunities, and luck are all indispensable.

Moreover, the warrior always charged at the front line, and the proportion of casualties was the largest among all classes.

And because it is easy to cultivate, the cost is small, and the number is large, in the eyes of many rulers, low-level warriors are synonymous with cannon fodder.

But if the warrior can successfully step into the legend and accept the baptism of the laws of the world, he will become a very terrifying existence, and the experience of countless life-and-death battles has made them the most experienced group of people among the legendary professionals, just like the berserker - Severette, even the dragon mother has to avoid the edge for a while.

At this time, the gnoll servants pulled the dining cart and walked out of the city, and the steamed fish sprinkled with unknown condiments were neatly arranged on the dining cart, and the pale green turtle eggs filled the whole cart.

Before the food arrived, the enticing aroma was the first to burrow into the nostrils of the ogres.

Coo~, the ogres' stomachs are screaming.

Gulgaru glanced at Amos hesitantly.

"Let them all eat first, the warriors are exhausted. ”

Garu nodded, and Gul yelled at the ogres, "It's time to eat!"

The ogres cheered, and a group of monsters more than three meters tall rushed to the dining car, the scene was like African refugees grabbing food, and the jackals were experienced, so they quickly stopped the dining car, ran away, and retreated to a safe area.

The ogres have no table manners, they gather around the dining car, grab the steamed fish directly with their hands, put it in their mouths, chew and swallow the fish bones together, and the turtle eggs the size of their fists are stuffed directly into their mouths, their cheeks bulge into a ball, and they fall behind, and the ogres who can't get the food are so anxious that they yell, pushing and shoving their companions in front, and the scene is chaotic.

A gluttonous feast has begun!

Gulgaru didn't go to the meal, but stood by Amos's side, knowing that the White Dragon Lord had always been on the Three Treasures Hall for nothing.

"Gulgaru, I'm going to recruit some ogres. ”

Amos got straight to the point and said, "There should be at least a hundred individuals who are stronger." ”

Gul: "Master, are you going to the battle? Gul is going too." ”

Amos shook his head, "No! ”

Garu pondered for a moment: "Master, the Skull Shattering Clan currently has one master-level ogre, eighteen high-level ogres, and two hundred and seventy-four middle-level ogres, how many do you want." ”

"Then ten high-level professionals, a hundred middle-level ogres. ”

Amos' huge dragon head turned to Gulgaru: "Can you get rid of your work?"

"Yes! The ogre Huck is smart enough to keep the Skullcrusher Fortress running. ”

"Well, then you can take them to the White Castle when you have them arranged, and maybe, before long, a battle awaits you. ”

Hearing the word battle, Gulgaru was enthusiastic: "Skull Crush is always ready to fight for you!"

"Great! There are surprises waiting for you at the White Castle. ”

After Amos finished speaking, he flapped his wings and flew into the sky.

Amos returned to Tasman Island and nodded inwardly as he watched the excavation work under the sea in full swing.

"The old blind man moves very quickly. ”

In the waters around Tasman Island, a group of small fishmen turned the bottom of the sea upside down, and on the periphery, adult fish-man warriors parade in a route to protect the small fishmen in the circle.

The strategy of the Fish-Man high-level is very effective, the elite Fish-Man warriors clean up the threat on the periphery, protect the security, and then, mobilize the over-energy little fish-men to dig up the relics of the ancient battlefield, which does not affect the normal operation of White Phosphorus City, and finds a job for the mischievous little fish-men.

Amos did not go down to disturb the fishmen's work, and flew back to the White Keep, lying on his throne.

Beams of light shine through the crystals of the dome and sprinkle on the white dragon on the ornate crystal throne, and Amos ponders the dragon's life.