Tonatiu inspected his undersea kingdom, Fiz's kingdom.

In fact, it can't be said that he patrolled, at least he didn't go to the sea.

He can breathe under the sea, but he needs to consume faith all the time, and he can't do a spell like a spellcaster, and he has been living at the bottom of the sea.

He also doesn't like the dark bottom of the sea.

It is said that it is to inspect the kingdom under the sea, but in fact, it is just on the crescent-shaped bay beach, and the current power of Fitz's kingdom can be intuitively seen.

The fishmen who can go to the beach to receive the gaze of his god are the strongest fishmen in the Fiz Kingdom, in other words, they are all elites.

He looked over at a glance, and the number was not below 50,000.

The number that Fitz reported to him was a little surprise to him.

"There are 85,464 of your troops here." Fitz said. "About fifty thousand are mighty fish-man warriors, and the rest are hunters and spellcasters and priests. Your Majesty, we are ready to serve you! ”

There are actually more than 80,000 strong fishmen, and Tonatiu looks at it with the ability of the system, and the level of these fish-man elites is very high compared to the fishmen.

All of them are level 3~5 professionals!

Don't think that level 3~5 is very low, the ordinary fish-people that Tonatiu has seen, such as the previous Fitz, are only level 1~2!

A normal desert troll, the kind of desert troll warrior who was malnourished before, has only a level of 2~4 in the system evaluation, which means that it is worse than these fish-man elites.

In the Zutona army now, the elite troll warriors are generally only level eight.

The level 3~5 fish-man soldiers are already considerable, and the sailors in Sara are only about level 4~6.

It is said that they are already the elite of the human navy......

On top of that, the fertility rate and tolerance of the fish-people are even more exaggerated than those of humans and trolls.

More than 80,000 elites of this level are only the number of Fitz's quiet development for two years.

If Fitz is given decades to accumulate and develop, the Fishman Kingdom can currently create an army of level 3~5 at the level of one million units.

If it weren't for the fact that it was difficult for the fishmen to go on expeditions on land, relying on such an army, it is estimated that some of the current troll tribes and human kingdoms would be able to be leveled.

The fertility rate of the fish-people is too terrible, Fiz has been developing for two years, relying on various annexations and wars in the south of the Endless Sea, the number of fish-man children in his kingdom has exceeded two million, how many are 2 million, even Fitz himself does not know......

A female fish-man, whose life span is less than fifteen years, can produce about 10,000 fish-man eggs, about 100 at a time, and more than 100 in a lifetime.

A fish-man egg can hatch in about 20 days, and a small fish-man will be sexually mature after three months of growth and can begin to give birth to offspring......

The population of the Fish-People is simply exponentially exponential, and the only thing that restricts their population is the problem of food.

Being able to solve the food problem, the population is not a problem for the fish-people at all.

Relying on 2 million ordinary fishmen of level 0~1, plus the radiation of the statue of Tonatiu in the bottom of the sea, Fiz was able to save these fishman elites.

In front of the elite fishmen standing all over the beach, although there are Naga with the lowest level of 6, they only have a rare number of one or two thousand, which makes Aislin feel shameless.

When Tonatiu comforted the lost Nagas after praising Fitz, Aisleen didn't feel happy at all.

Preparing to abandon Neptulon and convert, she had seen the power of Tonateu and the terror of Fitz, and had accepted Tornathius as their new master.

Now that they are disgraced in front of their new masters, the proud Naga priests are very uncomfortable, even if the new masters don't care that they are no better than the fishmen.

But the arrogant Naga, how can he allow to fall behind the fish-man?

Aisling began to make a serious plan to grow the clan and make the Naga surpass the fishmen.

Wait for Tonatiu's cheerful military parade to finish his undersea forces and prepare to leave.

Reluctantly, Fitz summoned his master, who had always had a feeling of admiration for Tonatiu.

"The hosts. Where are you going? When will you be back? Fish Sla said sullenly.

Aisleen also looked at Tonatiu.

She didn't speak, but she listened to Tonatiu's answer.

The little fishman grew so big from a small one under his own hand, and he was still his own voter.

Tonatiu also had the same feeling as a pet, similar to Lulu, except that Lulu was with him almost every day.

"I'm going to the mainland to the east. Go to your mistress. He comforted Fitz softly. When I come back here, I promise I'll be the first to come to you. ”

"Can I go with my master? I can swim you there. Fitz said wistfully.

Looking at his longing look, Tonatyiu was relieved: "You are needed more here. It should be said, Fitz, the master needs you more here. ”

"I see." Fitz reluctantly put away his eager expression, and he became firm again. "I'll take care of it all for you."

"That's a good boy." Tonathiu said with a smile.

Seeing his master smiling, the fish-man king, who looked like a monster, also smiled happily, but in the eyes of the Nagas, he was ugly and murderous.

"How are you going to get there? Do you want to go on a human woman's boat? She said she had seen her mother over there. Fitz said curiously.

Sara Proudmoore also went to see Modra?

Tonatiu wondered inwardly, how did they get in touch?

"I don't want to take a boat anymore. The boat ride was too slow, and I was going to let Lulu take me there. Tonatiu patted the Dragon Slayer, who was one size bigger than Fiz next to him.

"Roar~"

Lulu yelled at Fitz, with a look of ostentation in his big black eyes, as if to say that his master needed him more.

Like a puppy competing for pets.

"Don't scream." Fitz said unceremoniously to the Dragon Slayer. "Fitz can swim through without stopping. You can't, you need to rest halfway, you need to find an island! ”

"Roar~" Lulu was not convinced.

Although what Fitz said is true.

Although it should have the ability to cross the endless sea by now, it needs to take many breaks on the way - in fact, it needs a lot of food.

Slaying dragons is too easy to starve.

"Alright." Tonatiu stopped the pet-like quarrel between two pet-like dependents, he laughs. "I'll probably leave tomorrow. You'll pass by the Broken Isles and Zandalar - well, you haven't been to these places, so you probably don't know. I also have some things to do in these places, and it's normal for Lulu to stop. ”

"Roar~" Lulu roared again, as if to say that the master was more considerate of it.

"Oh, okay. May the master be invincible. Fitz ignored Lulu and said humbly.

"So be it." Tonatiu finally said yes as he nodded to Aislin, jumped on the back of the Slayer Dragon, and waved at Fitz.

"Roar!" The dragon roared again, and the sound shook some of the nearest fishmen before they flapped their wings triumphantly and flew away.

Fitz watched his master leave on the ground, his eyes full of reluctance as he watched the huge bulb that was not very good.

To him, Tonatiu was a master, a god, a lifesaver who saved him from danger, and a feeling that the little fishman once loved the most, the feeling of protecting him like a father.

In contrast, the Naga priest did not have such mixed emotions.

Aisleen watched Tonatiu go away, thinking about how to quickly increase the strength of the Blood Terror Naga.

Behind her.

A Naga priestess who had kept her head down, only raised her head after Tonatiu left, her eyes flashing with an inexplicable light.

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