"As you can see, I'm a lone fish-man. ”

"I don't have a clan as large as yours to back me up and assemble a mighty army of fishmen to fight those Naga creatures. ”

"And I'm used to living alone, and your people are just a mess for me. ”

"Do you understand what I mean?" the white fishman raised his head slightly, and gave a rational analysis to the greenfish man in front of him.

I......

Scar's body trembled unconsciously.

The majesty of the big fishman was deeply imprinted in his mind, and he did not have the courage to refute the words of the big fishman.

I thought that I was lucky to meet a big fishman, and the clansmen had hope of survival, but who knew that this big fishman would not take them in at all.

So what should I do?

Scarman fell to his knees in a daze.

The Trident squad was on the way to pursue, and the elite warriors of the clan were killed and wounded, and all that remained were the old and weak, women and children, and once they were caught up, only a desperate death awaited them.

"Go in that direction, keep going and you will get to the mouth of the sea. ”

"Take them into the Jewel Lake, it's peaceful, find a place around to settle down and thrive. ”

"But remember, don't bother me. ”

The Whitefish Man pointed the way to Scar.

Scar gritted his teeth, kowtowed respectfully to the Whitefish Man again, and turned his head towards the Gem Lake.

Regardless of whether the Whitefish people will take them in or not, it is too dangerous for the people to stay on the shore, and they must be brought into the freshwater lake in this land quickly.

Perhaps the Nagas did not dare to catch up with the land and the freshwater lakes.

Looking at the figure of the green fishman Scar's departure, the white fishman made a frowning motion, but there was no brow, only a broad forehead wrinkled inside.

"Queen Azhara ......"

"Deep Blue Clan ......"

The White Fish People knew that there were many powerful biological clans in this world, but they didn't expect to be touched and contacted by themselves so soon.

The cluttered and dense biological smell is perceived by the beard.

"Someone's coming. There was a sound of salsa not far away.

Dozens of figures walked out of the dense forest.

Led by the gnoll leader Hogg with Seg and a small team of gnolloin warriors, as well as the goblin master Rigg and his disciple Ciri, and a small team of goblin warriors led by the goblin captain Ryze.

"It seems that the negotiation is over, and this is with that group of goblins. ”

The mood of the white fish people has improved slightly.

The gnolls and goblins walked straight in the direction of the fish-man hut.

The Whitefishman glanced at the goblins around the gnolls.

Short, dark-skinned, and long-eared, this is the first impression that goblins give to the white fish-people.

"However, judging from the armor on their bodies, the knives and bows they are equipped with, the level of forging is not bad. ”

At the same time, the goblin captain Ruiz also sees the appearance of the Whitefish Man.

In terms of appearance alone, the white fish people are not much different from the green fish people except for some extra bone spurs and skin color.

Ruiz was shocked in his heart, and the last time the thought came to his mind, would there be any connection between the white-skinned lord and the green seafood monster.

Getting closer, Ruiz found that the Whitefishman was stronger than the greenfishman he caught, and saw that the Whitefishman was covered with thick armor all over his body, and it was estimated that ordinary bows and arrows could not break through this layer of protection at all.

"What's wrong. On the side, the goblin craftsman Rig, who was already in his thirties, saw the change in Ryze's face and asked out loud.

"Craftsman, I won't hide it from you, the seafood monster that escaped from the territory before looks very similar to this white-skinned adult. Ruiz gritted his teeth and began to whisper.

"It's similar, it's different. ”

"The fish creatures in the sea all look pretty much the same. ”

Rig's eyes flickered, and he replied softly, "To be able to make the gnolls so respectful, this lord will not be as simple as the seafood monster you caught, don't show anything unusual." ”

"Craftsman, I'm afraid that the White-skinned Lord will ...... if he finds out about our capture of the seafood monster" Ryze remembered the hateful look in Scarman's eyes when he escaped from the cage, and his heart was timid.

"Don't think about it any more, didn't the gnolls find out that the Whiteskin Lord lived alone?"

Rig interrupted Ryze's words, but remembered the words of the patriarch Rys, and looked at the gnolls around him, thoughtfully.

"Yes. Ruiz nodded helplessly.

The group came to the fish-man hut and stood dozens of meters away.

At Hogg's behest, Saige went to the fish-man hut to report.

"Lord Whiteskin. The Hogg Leader has agreed to take over your realm. ”

"The goblins are willing to make iron for you, too.

"Our leader, and the only craftsman of the Cold Moon Goblin Clan, are here. ”

The Ice Lake Gnoll and the Cold Moon Crypt Elves, these are the clan branches of these two races.

"Let each of you pick someone who can take charge of things. The Whitefish Man nodded.

Now with the assistance of Multi-Eyes, at this distance, there are nearly 100 rock bullets collected around Multi-Eyes hidden in the crypt, and they can quickly launch the same number of catapult attacks at any time.

In the face of only thirty or forty humanoids, the Whitefish People were not much afraid.

Saige got up and took the order.

Back in the group, Hogg took Saige, and Rig walked towards the Fishman Hut with his apprentice Ciri, a small goblin who was just nine years old but was extremely strong.

Seeing that it was almost there, the White-Fish-Man jumped out of the Fish-Man hut and let out a strange tone from his mouth.

Hearing the familiar tone of his master, three huge tentacles suddenly stretched out from the back of the fish-man hut.

These three tentacles are very flexible, and they all have a square rock rolled in their hands.

"Bang bang bang. Three rocks sat neatly in front of the fish-man hut.

Two other tentacles appeared, and together they rolled up a larger rock, placing it exactly in the middle of the three rocks, acting as a chair and a table.

"It's a little rudimentary, don't mind. The Whitefishman spoke in the Gnoll language, his voice waking up several people with shocked faces.

The hidden underground of the multi-eyed body was not exposed, and only the appearance of a few tentacles and a move had already surprised everyone, and there were also scared goblin warriors in the team behind who couldn't help but scream.

The dense blinking black eyes on the tentacles, the thick and long tentacles full of strength and dexterity.

All of this made Hogg and Rig, who had seen many eyes for the first time, in awe of the Whitefish people.

"Of course not, Lord Whiteskin. Hogg, the leader of the Gnoll Clan of the Ice Lake, reacted first, and chose a rock to sit down on, while Seg stood beside him.

As soon as he sat down, Hogg noticed that the rock chair was still covered with a soft layer of animal skin, and there was a protrusion on the back for leaning, and it was not as simple as the Whitefishman had said.

Of course, this seat was painstakingly polished by the White Fish People and used to entertain guests.