The sky was dark, and dark clouds were rolling.

Huge raindrops sweep across the coast with a storm, waves are blowing, and trees bend over, this scene is presented in almost every corner of the white tiger, the unicorn and the red bird, and the war begins, and the tide leaves no stone unturned.

However, the green dragon soaring in the dark clouds was still a little uneasy in his heart.

The Sea Tribes found the place where the Basalt migrated, and they hid in the Arctic, which is not as cold as the Antarctic, which freezes all year round, but is also a frosty field in winter. Only a few amphibians live in that polar snowfield, and there are also branches of fish-people in it.

The fishmen there reported no anomalous behavior of Xuanwu, and no shadow of the teleportation facility. The news reassured Qinglong, but for some reason he still had some unsafe premonitions, and in order to reduce the chance of accidents, he accelerated the speed of the war.

The surveillance of the Arctic land continues, but the war cannot be dragged on, and the more it drags on, the more difficult it will be.

In the darkness, a cyan sword qi flickered and flew on the seashore, cutting off the tentacles of the giant octopus like chopping vegetables, and it became faster and faster and tireless, and the storm seemed to have no effect on it in the slightest.

"That's Xia Han?"

Qinglong narrowed his eyes vigilantly, he came this time to observe Xia Han, the human power in the Vermilion Bird Continent was the weakest, but this king was not an idle person. The cyan unicorn light proved this, and the power of the human artifact was imprinted in the heart of the green dragon thousands of years ago.

That is the power that can lead the direction of the war, although the current Qilin is not as capable of destroying the world as it was then, but Qinglong does not dare to be careless at all, he can't see through the summer cold, and what he can't see through is dangerous.

After observing for a moment, Qinglong sighed and left.

When it came, it had the idea of 'let people kill Xia Han if possible', because as soon as Xia Han died, the human race naturally fell into chaos, but Qinglong regretted to find that no one in the tide could kill Xia Han.

There are no shortcuts in this war.

On the coast where the war is burning, Xia Han has long noticed the green dragon. He looked up at its departing back, and the nerves that had been tense for a long time gradually relaxed.

"It didn't even do anything......"

"It's not surprising, Qinglong can't interfere, he will break the rules if he shoots at you."

A woman's laughter suddenly sounded, Xia Han turned his head, and at some point, Queen Suzaku was standing behind him. With a smile on her face, she didn't change her expression a little because of the fierce fighting around her, and said, "I have good news for you. ”

Since the war began, Xia Han has not met this woman, and she will not appear for no reason.

"What's the good news...... Could it be that the mages of the Antarctic Land can escape? ”

"Not really." Suzaku shook his head: "The news I'm talking about is Cuiyue, the Holy Beast Council has analyzed the spells used by the demons, and it will be able to reappear tomorrow night." ”

Emerald Moon? Xia Han almost forgot that there was still this problem, he glanced at the blood moon high above, and said with a smile: "It is indeed good news, the benefits brought by this news are not much worse than the return of the mages." ”

Suzaku frowned: "You know everything?" ”

"Of course." Xia Han nodded: "After the Cuiyue comes out, it will be difficult for the Sea Clan to continue to maintain this bad weather. ”

The moon will affect the changes of the sea tide, and Xia Han felt strange when he watched the war on the Xuanwu Continent, why the sea clan could call the wind and rain on such a large scale, no matter how close it was to the ocean, this kind of power was too much.

He asked some fishermen and heard rumors about the moon. Although these fishermen themselves did not know the reason, Xia Han understood the relationship between the moon and the tides in his previous life, and it became clear after thinking about it.

The two moons of this world complement each other and oppose each other. When the blood moon is in the sky, the tide changes greatly, and the sea tribe is easy to use, which can also create the illusion of calling for wind and rain. However, as soon as Cuiyue appeared, this illusion was self-defeating.

Xia Han guesses that the return of the emerald moon will reduce the weather change on each coast by half.

"You're right, I didn't expect you to know a lot of things at a young age."

Suzaku glanced at Xia Han in surprise and looked at him again. Cui Yue will suppress the tide of things Even the holy beasts don't know a lot, Xia Han is only eighteen years old, but he has a stomach full of knowledge, and the performance of the few days of contact is not even worse than that of Suzaku himself.

In addition, he is the king of a race, and he is also a very special human race, in terms of status, he is no worse than her......

Humans themselves may have forgotten where they came from, but Suzaku knows that this race is different from other races, and that the human race is the descendant of the Creator. When the creator of the mythological age left, he accidentally left behind a group of children, and after waking up, they became humans.

[Huh? 】

Suzaku was suddenly stunned, what was she thinking, how could she suddenly think of these things, was she really interested in Xia Han?

"No way, no way!" She shook her head with a wry smile, and then waved her hand to Xia Han: "Since you all know, then I'll leave first." ”

She didn't chant the incantation, and with a flash of light, the figure vanished.

Xia Han looked around the battlefield, perhaps it was the wanton killing just now that made the Sea Clan feel cold, and now there are no huge monsters wandering in the field of vision. A day had passed since the start of the war, and the Terrans had barely blocked the Sea Clan in the offshore zone, and the most dangerous place was only 500 meters away.

The rain thunderbolts fell, and in order to shield themselves from these storms, many Terran warriors had to fight with shields to protect their eyes, while the Sea Clan had no scruples, the battlefield was a bit tragic, and blood fell to the ground with raindrops, but even so, the warriors did not let the enemy go to Xia Han's side.

They are desperately on the front line, which is a form of loyalty, not in weakness or strength, but in duty. It was enough for Xia Han to kill those powerful monsters, and if the king needed to do everything himself, there would be no need for the army to exist.

However, even so, Xia Han still waved the unicorn and wiped out all the fishmen on the way back.

The front command post, a rudimentary camp built on the base of the original village, was filled with people and bloodied wounded from the seashore for treatment.

"Your Majesty, it's been a hard work." Xia Han walked into the command post, and immediately a maid took out a towel to wipe the rain for him: "The hot water is ready, does Your Majesty want to bathe now?" ”

"Nope."

Xia Han asked her to dry her hair and then drove away, and turned her gaze to another pale woman by the campfire: "Fengxue, have you found the priest of the mermaid?" ”

"Nope."

The young princess had just finished her foreknowledge work, but the results were not very satisfactory: "I don't think the priests would have appeared so soon. (To be continued.) )