Another day passed, and the atmosphere in the sand city became more and more solemn.

The Elder Fishman has ordered all the warriors who have gone out to return to the city.

The food reserves in Sand City are very abundant, and even if you stop hunting for a few months, there will be no problems.

The little fishmen, little goblins, and little jackals seemed to feel the emotions of their fathers and became quiet.

In the Fishman Hall, a meeting is underway.

Of course, the position of the first chief was empty, and the places below it were occupied by the Elder Fishmen, Bluestone, Bluebish, Bears, the Gnoll Leader Hogg, and the Goblin Craftsman Rig, all of whom were important figures of the Nightkin tribe.

"Elder, just tell me what to do. The bear monster couldn't hold back and spoke.

Elder Lan Qi thought for a moment, and said solemnly, "I'm going to organize a fish-man death squad to investigate the territory of the Storm Monitor Lizard. ”

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Outside the sand city, the sun is about to set, and the giant tortoise Cassel slowly crawls from the sand to the lake.

It's been five days, and the guy who wants to be the king of the gem lake still hasn't shown up.

The sudden disappearance of the white one seemed to make the people of the Nightkin tribe in the city panic.

The old Fish-Man Elder had also approached him, trying to get him to come face to face with a heroic creature on land related to the disappearance of White.

After careful consideration, Cassel rejected the request.

On land, Cassel is not sure to go head-to-head with another beginner hero.

Cassel's physical fitness is at the peak of the beginner hero, and the hard turtle shell makes Cassel's defense ability very good, but in terms of attack, Cassel's spell ability is only at the stage of spell condensation, and Cassel's water control ability can only exert its greatest power in the lake.

Leaving the lake, Cassel's combat effectiveness will drop by three percent.

The Fish-Man Elder was also in a hurry to seek medical attention, and knowing that he had made a mistake, after apologizing to Cassel, he summoned important people from the tribe to start the meeting.

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Glancing at the two fish-man warriors waiting on the sand, and apologetically, Cassel slowly sank into the lake.

Halfway through the water, Cassel suddenly sensed something, stopped his sinking posture, and looked into the distance.

As the sun sets, on the sparkling lake in the distance, there seems to be a dense shadow on the lake.

"Huh, you're back?" Cassel stopped sinking.

Cassel's voice was so loud, the two fishmen on the shore heard Cassel's words and looked into the distance, just as a tall and wide white fishman came out of the water, the familiar fierce eyes and momentum suddenly made the two fishman warriors shout excitedly: "The chief is back!"

Yes, after two days and one night of trekking, Bai finally led the team to complete the feat of crossing the Gem Lake.

In the entire team, except for one fish-man warrior who was injured by a hungry lord-level, the rest of the clansmen did not suffer any damage.

It was a successful migration.

"White, your people are crazy. Cassel greeted Shiro, and said in a deep voice.

"Nothing wrong, right?" asked Shiraku.

"No. Cassel shook his head.

The sight of this terrible giant tortoise and the chief are familiar. The fish people behind Bai let down their guard.

Upon hearing the news of Shiro's return, the fish-man death squad that had been selected for departure was recalled, and hundreds of creatures in Sand City rushed out to greet their chiefs when they heard the news.

There are so many creatures, among which there are not a few lord-level ones, and those who don't know think that a big scuffle will break out, and the creatures next to the sand suddenly hide as far as they can.

When Bai came to the shore with more than 800 fishmen from the Pember clan, the face of the fishman elder who came up with someone changed slightly, and the elder was also surprised by the number of fishmen that Bai brought back.

Bai also found that the eyes of the tribesmen looking at the fishmen of the Benbol clan behind him were not eager, but strange and vigilant.

This barrier is very bad, and it needs to be broken as soon as possible, Bai frowned and thought.

Taking a deep breath, Bai said loudly: "These eight hundred fishmen are my bloodline fishmen, and they have joined the Nightkin tribe and become first-class members of the Nightkin tribe!"

"Blue Stone, Blue Stone, Blue Monster, Bear Monster, Hogg!" Bai called the four lord-level creatures of the White Commander's tribe.

Bai made a color, and the leaders of the six major tribes of the swamp fishmen behind him came over at the same time.

"The ten of you, the top ten lords of my tribe, I hope you can get to know each other better. Get along well in the future. Bai said seriously.

Ben Boba's gaze rested on the bear monster, revealing an interesting look, but the bear monster didn't care.

Lan Shi and Lan Yan looked at the six lord-level fishmen behind Bai, glanced at each other, and both saw the pressure and shock in each other's eyes.

The gnoll Hogg secretly stuck out his tongue, fortunately he joined the nightkin tribe and fought against this kind of lord-level organization everywhere, and he didn't know how he would die when the time came.

In the end, Bai took the fish-man shaman to find the fish-man elder Lan Qi.

"Shaman, elder, you are about the same age, and you should have a lot in common. ”

"Hello, my name is Benpol Nanmu. The fishman shaman took the initiative to speak and reported his name, which was the first time Bai knew the name of the fishman shaman.

"I'm Lan Qi. When Lan Qi, the elder of the fish-man, heard that this fish-man was a shaman, his eyes immediately revealed shock and curiosity.

The two old men soon talked about it.

With the point-to-point introduction, the integration of the eight hundred swamp fishmen finally became harmonious.

Bai quietly gave an order to the white bird who was playing with Xiao Hei in the crowd, and the white bird took the little fish people in Sand City to find the little fish people in the swamp fish people, and the two waves of small fish people quickly played together, making the atmosphere more harmonious.

Among them, the white bird has undoubtedly become the king of the little fishman because of the two white birthmarks on his shoulders with the same color as the white skin, and because of the big snake and the little black with the strength of the junior lord.

All the little fishmen listened to Shiratori's command with pleasure and convincing.

A huge procession began to enter the city.

Entering the city, the swamp fish people behind them were also shocked by the grandeur and cleanliness of the sand city, and there was a feeling that the countrymen had nowhere to stay when they entered the city for the first time.

Now that he has chosen to join the Nightkin tribe, some of the bad deeds of the past must of course be stopped, and the dozen or so canals in Sand City have become bathhouses for the swamp fish.

The swamp fish-men, who had washed the dirt off their bodies, put on the shoes made by the Nightkin tribe, simple clothes, and suddenly became civilized and tidy.

The chief went out and brought back more than 800 people.

After the initial tension, the creatures of the Nightkin tribe quickly took on the fishmen of the Pember Clan.

The fishmen of the Pember clan have also begun to learn the more subtle, wisdom-growing languages of the Sea Clan.

In terms of housing, Shacheng is large enough to accommodate tens of thousands of residents, and many houses have been built, so the distribution of houses is not a problem.

With the addition of 800 swamp fishmen, Sand City has become more and more popular.