The white white castle under the early spring sun looks so solemn and mysterious.

On the throne in the halls of the White Keep, Amos checks the progress report of the expansion team at sea led by the old blind and the island cleaners led by Hogg Riverpaw and Rog Greatfist.

The White Castle's expansion plan is going well, even if it is a transcendent beast with master-level strength, if it is surrounded by a regularized, well-armed, and well-equipped army of the White Castle, it can only be hated on the spot, and the monster leaders can even use the besieged beast to hone their combat skills and find an opportunity to break through the master rank in battle.

Over the years, under the skewed cultivation of the resources of the White Castle and the continuous foreign expansion wars, the leaders of the major races have reached the threshold of the master rank, and the only ones who can successfully break through the master rank are the two-headed ogre chieftain - Gulgaru and the leader of the gnolls - Hogg Riverclaw.

It's not that other monster bosses don't train hard, but the opportunity to break through the master rank is really not so easy to get.

The master rank is the reserve of the legend, and it has begun to passively contact the power of the law, if this threshold is so easy to cross, the master rank will not be called the "master" rank.

The White Dragon Lord released them to expand their territory, and also had the idea of letting them find opportunities to improve their strength in constant battles.

The leader of the gnoll of the master rank, Hogg Riverpaw, succeeded in breaking through the master rank by biting the throat of a real wolf with his sharp teeth and tasting the blood of the enemy after many brutal life-and-death battles.

Just as the white dragon was thinking about the strength of his subordinates, the two-headed ogre chief walked in quickly, and saw the white dragon lord on the throne bowing his head and contemplating, standing quietly in the middle of the hall, neither making a noise nor leaving.

After a while, the White Dragon Lord raised his head and looked at the Grand Steward of the White Castle in the hall.

"What's the matter?"

"Master, just now the spokesperson of the White Castle in Bailey City - Viscount Philia Oliver sent news that Count Dumbledore returned to the arms of the gods this morning, and the body of Count Dumbledore will be buried at dusk in three days, and in the early morning of the fourth day, Bruce Dumbledore will officially inherit the title of earl. ”

When the white dragon heard this, his heart was mixed, and the scene when the old Earl Dumbledore came to the Tasman Island, negotiated with him, and signed an agreement, as if it had only happened a long time, and now, it has returned to the embrace of the gods.

Long.

"Gulgaru, you bring a hundred magic pearls as a gift and go for me. ”

"As you wish. ”

The Ogre Chief retreated, and only the White Dragon and One Dragon remained in the halls of the White Castle.

Amos bowed his head and pondered, compared to the blessed dragon race, the life of the mortal race was so fragile and short.

The white dragon thus reminds him of the monster leaders of the White Castle, if they can't break through the legend, they will not be able to break out of the realm of mortals, and they will not be able to gain a longer lifespan, and one day in the future, the monster leaders will also come to the end of their lives.

Fortunately, the transformation of the dragon vein into the monster leaders of the White Castle has brought a powerful vitality like rebirth, and in a short period of time, there will still be no problem of dying.

However, it is almost certain that they will die in front of the white dragon, but the white dragon can use various methods to make this day come a little later.

And now, the experiments carried out by the White White Castle can effectively increase the life level of living creatures, allowing ordinary creatures to evolve, so as to obtain more powerful power and a longer life.

The White Dragon Lord stood up and walked towards the outside of the White Castle, flapping his wings and flying into the sky, flying into the distance under the gaze of the ogre guards and the dependents below the White Castle.

Amos flapped his wings, walking through the white clouds, the scenery on the sea below, leaping quickly in the eyes of the white dragon, with the growth of age and the progress of the mage profession, the total amount of magic elements stored in the white dragon's body, is also constantly improving, more powerful magic, to bring more rapid development, and a stronger body, the strength of the white dragon in all aspects, are in the steady continuous progress, and the flight speed is also getting faster and faster.

It didn't take long for the white dragon to reach its destination.

Above a lush, medium-sized island of Amos, the speed has been reduced, and the island vegetation is dense, and it looks no different from other pristine islands, but if a powerful mage looks closely, he will see that something is wrong, because there are faint traces of magic in the sky above the island.

The white dragon slowly landed towards the island, and after passing through a layer of magic barrier, the scenery on the island changed dramatically, and the originally dense vegetation of the island became a large military fortress.

On the hexagonal stone city wall, there are elite fish-man soldiers with blades, five steps and one post, ten steps and one sentry, and several teams of fishmen patrolling back and forth.

On the battlements of the city wall, every twenty meters apart, there is a large ballista, on the ballista, the crossbow arrows are loaded at any time, and the large arrows with barbs flashing with cold light are facing the sky and the ground, making people feel palpitations and tremble.

If someone blindly intrudes into the island covered by the magic array, these ballistae, which were invented by humans to deal with dragons, will definitely give them a huge surprise.

The White Dragon Lord was naturally not the target of the attack, and the White Dragon fell directly towards the city under the fanatical gaze of the soldiers.

Fercy Darkscale hurriedly walked towards the White Dragon Lord on the Dragon Falling Platform, his eyes also fanatical.

"Hats off to you, great host!"

"Hmm. ”

The white dragon bowed slightly, which was regarded as a greeting, these fishmen stationed in the secret fortress were almost all born during the reign of the White Dragon Lord, and lived under the protection of the White Castle since childhood, and were diehards of the White Dragons.

"How's the Fishman Evolution Project going?"

Speaking of work, Fercy Darkscale's eyes regained his shrewdness.

"After summing up the lessons of the previous failures, we have adjusted the concentration of the potion many times and arranged a more reasonable time for the release of the potion, and now, the number of newly born evolutionary individuals in each hatchery has stabilized, and the life characteristics are good, and there are few deformed fishmen. ”

The White Dragon Lord nodded with satisfaction, since the White Dragon brought back the knowledge of biological transformation from the Nine Eyes Alliance, he couldn't wait to start the experiment as soon as he returned to the White Castle.

According to the number of deaths of the fish-people each year, as well as the need for new populations in the White Castle, the White Dragon leaves a sufficient number of fish-man eggs every year to maintain the normal breeding of the fish-man race and maintain the normal expansion and development rate of the White Castle.

As for the excess fish-man eggs, they were all transported to this medium-sized island, as an experiment of the "fish-man evolution plan", for the fish-man eggs were officially taken away and disappeared, although ordinary fish-people were puzzled, but they could only accept it, and the fish-man high-level who knew about it was actively cooperating, and was grateful to the White Dragon Lord for his plan.

At first, the experiment went smoothly, as the eggs were soaked in different concentrations of magic potions from the initial stage to hatching, and most of them lost their vitality and died.

After layers of screening and transformation of magical energy, only a few lucky ones can complete the evolution and become normal new fishmen, and most of the fishmen have undergone genetic mutations and become deformed monsters with low intelligence.

The deformed monster fish-men were naturally humanely destroyed, while the very few successful new fish-men were further cultivated, trained as professionals under the guidance of professional professional mentors from an early age, and were instilled with the correct idea of being loyal to the White Castle, and at the same time, the experimenters also recorded the growth curve of these new fish-men.

White Dragon: "Let's go, take me to see these hopes for the future." ”

Fercy Darkscale: "Yes!"

Under the leadership of the fortress director, the white dragon came to the training ground of the new fishman who had completed the evolution, and saw that the fishmen inside were training in full swing.

Some of these fishmen who are trained as professionals are two or three times larger than ordinary fishmen, and they know at a glance that they are powerful, and they hold huge turtle shell shields, and they dance with huge fishbone broadswords that have not been opened, and fight back and forth with their sparring companions.

There are also some fish that are of normal size, but the scales on their bodies are as black as ink, as if they are born with the power of shadows, and the training between them seems silent, but when it comes to the danger of the battle, compared to the giant fishmen with big swords and shields, they are more than equal, fortunately, the daggers in their hands are dancing into afterimages, and they do not open.

This is the result of the use of different inducers, resulting in directed variation.

White Dragon and Fercy Darkscale did not alarm the new fish people who had been trained, they came quietly and left quietly.

Amos came to another training ground, this training ground is located outside the city, it is a natural lake, and there is no sound of fighting, because the fish-people who practice here are the elite of the evolved fish-man elite - the French fish-people!

These Fa-type fish-men are surrounded by obvious water-based magical energy fluctuations, they have better magical talents, sitting by the lake, meditating and accumulating magical power, and the number of Fa-type fish-men is not much, the number is just over a hundred.

In fact, over the years, among the hundreds of millions of experimental fish-man eggs, the number of new fish-people who have successfully completed their evolution has not yet exceeded the 2,000 mark, and the probability of success is outrageously low.

But Amos is not worried, as the experimental methods become more and more perfect, the success rate of the evolution of fish-man eggs will be improved, and the first batch of evolved fish-people is growing and developing, and in a few years, the first batch of evolved fish-people will be able to reproduce, and when the time comes, the experiment will be carried out with the fish-human eggs of the new fish-people, and there will be better experimental results.

That's right, it only takes four years for ordinary fishmen to reach adulthood and then breed the next generation, and these evolved new fishmen, even if they have been born for five or six years, are still in the state of small fishmen.

At the beginning, this situation frightened everyone, thinking that the evolved fish-people had lost their ability to reproduce, but after the White Dragon Lord personally checked, it was found that due to evolution, these fish-people have evolved into more advanced lifeforms than ordinary fish-people, and the lifespan has reached the level of ordinary humans, and the reproduction cycle has been longer.

"Fercy Darkscales, they are both the future of the Fish-People and the pillars of the future of the White Castle, and they must be guided in the best way. ”

"Yes!"

The technique of the fish-man evolution is far from reaching the point of maturity, and after inspecting the fish-man egg hatching pool, the White Dragon Lord leaves the island and returns to the White Castle.

Three years have passed.

Today's White Fort is very lively, and the monster army that has gone out to carry out the task of expanding the territory gathers in groups, or sits on the ground and talks and laughs loudly, and finds an opponent who does not like the eye, and holds a fist-to-flesh competition on the spot amid the cheers of the audience.

In the White Castle, the leaders of the major monsters gathered in the White Castle Hall again, because after several years of expeditions, the entire overseas archipelago, except for the three main islands, so the islands large and small, are under the control of the White Castle, and the goal of controlling the entire island for ten years arranged by the White Dragon Lord has been achieved.

At this historic moment, Felicia and Willy also rarely did not sleep and attended the party.

In addition to the three-headed white dragon and the major monster leaders, the Grey Dwarf Prince, the Oblivion Adventure Squad, and the Little Mermaid of the White Castle musician, Daisy Louise, also received the news in advance and rushed from all over the country.

Della Blood Feather is also on the list, due to the special situation of the benthic demon fish defecting to the demons, the first move arranged by the white dragon did not work, but the harpy banshees proved their worth in another way.

During the expansion journey, the Harpy Banshee took advantage of their flight advantage and acted as scouts to reconnoiter the enemy situation in advance, allowing the White Fort army to gain an obvious intelligence advantage and avoid disadvantages.

Therefore, the Harpy Banshee Clan, represented by the Blood Feather Clan, has been recognized by the major races and the White Dragon Lord, and has already been officially accepted by the White Castle and has become a new member of the White Castle.

In the hall of the White Castle, all the high-ranking people of the White Castle gathered together, talking and laughing loudly, boasting about how they hammered the heads of their enemies.

"Everyone!"

Hearing the voice of the White Dragon Lord, the hall instantly fell silent, and everyone turned their heads to look at the White Dragon Lord sitting on the throne.

The White Dragon Lord then spoke in a loud voice:

"In just a few years, you have fought bloody battles, fought thousands of miles, and almost traveled all the lands of the overseas archipelago!"

The crowd in the hall puffed out their chests.

"Ignorant fools will either become corpses and rot in the dirty dirt, or lay down their arms and become a member of the White Castle, and that's all your credit!"

Everyone in the hall felt their blood boiling, and there was a sense of pleasure in their hearts that only by chanting could they vent freely.

Glancing at the people below, puffing out their chests, the White Dragon Lord loudly declared, "I! I'm proud of you!"

The voice of the White Dragon Lord seemed to go straight to the soul, and the acknowledgment from the master made everyone's bodies feel excited, and they could no longer suppress their excitement.

Cheers, roars, wolves howl!

"Amos!"

I don't know who took the lead, but after the name of the White Dragon Lord echoed in the White Castle Hall for the first time, everyone was out of control.

"Amos, Amos, Amos!"

The White Dragon Lord spread his huge wings, spreading his wings for more than thirty meters long, almost occupying half the width of the vast White Castle Hall, and the White Dragon Lord responded to the call of his family members in this way.

The family members who received the response cheered even louder.

Below the White Castle, the surrounding soldiers heard the shouts coming from the White Castle, and the monsters who were sitting on the ground talking and laughing, turned their heads, looked up at the White Castle above their heads, and the opponents who were scuffling together, silently stopped, turned around, and also looked up at the holy place above their heads.

"Amos!"

"Amos!

"Amos, Amos, Amos!"

Excited cheers are contagious, and more and more people join in the cheers.

At the edge of the platform, the ogre guards wearing armor and standing neatly at certain intervals saw the crowd below raising their arms and shouting, you look at me, I look at you, and finally an ogre guard couldn't stand it anymore, turned to face the direction of the White Castle, and raised the weapon in his hand.

"Amos!"

One took the lead, and the remaining ogre guards also forgot their duty and turned to join the cheers.

The originally scattered chanting gradually merged into one voice, and everyone came with a rolling sound!

The name of the White Dragon Lord echoes in the sky above the White Castle!

After a long time, the White Dragon Lord gathered his wings, and the cheers in the hall gradually stopped, leaving only the crowd outside.

The white dragon lord blessed himself with amplification magic, and the voice of a dragon suppressed the chanting of all people.

"Now, it's time to enjoy victory! Tonight! We're going to slaughter livestock! Celebrate this day to remember!"

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Chapter 145: Extraordinary Fishman