Tomorrow is the fish-man festival, except for some of the teams sent to search for hunting materials that have not yet returned, the entire camp in the middle of the swamp has gathered more than 700 fish-people from six branches.

The accident happened to one of the teams that went out hunting.

Knowing that another tribesman had been hunted by ogres, the whole camp was boiling.

The news that Shiro was going to settle accounts with the ogres was spread by the fish-man warriors present, and it quickly spread throughout the camp, and more than 700 fish-man warriors were excited, and they wanted to follow Shiro to the edge of the swamp to settle accounts with the ogres.

For decades, every once in a while, some people have been preyed upon by ogres, and the fish people of the Pember clan have been oppressed by the ogre clan for too long.

The situation was beyond the control of the fish-man shaman, and the old fish-man shaman realized that the future of the entire Pembol clan might depend on the big fishman who had just recognized his ancestors and returned to his ancestors.

The fish-man warriors asked for battle, and the leaders of the six branches also gathered in front of the wooden house where Shiro was.

The leaders of the six branches are Pemberba, Pember Mountain, Pemberli, Pember Phi, Pember Nabo, and Pember Zhuoli.

Among them, Pember Ba has the strength of a high-level lord, Pembrona has the strength of a mid-level lord, and the other four branch leaders are only at the level of a beginner lord.

If it's on the east bank, this is already a huge force that can't be underestimated, but this is on the west bank, and the overlord of the west bank is the ogre clan.

"Shiro, you mean?" , the fish-man shaman looked at White.

"The ogres eat the flesh of our people, and of course we have to eat it back. Bai smiled, revealing a dense mouthful of sharp white teeth.

"The leaders of the six major clans, are you interested in going with me? Kill a few ogres and come back to stew soup?" Bai Ju said condescendingly.

"I'm willing to go together!" the leaders of the six major clans looked at each other a few times and replied in unison.

Although the weapons and equipment of the six clan leaders were all primitive, it did not hinder the lord-level momentum they displayed.

Bai also had a feeling of ordering troops at this moment.

Kill the ogre's sharp energy while subduing the hearts of this group of fish-man warriors, and then quickly return to the east coast before the ogre counterattacks, and quickly filter the next action steps in his mind.

Bai turned his head and faced the fishman shaman: "Shaman, please set up the camp and wait for us to come back, tonight is our grandest fishman sacrifice, and it is also the dinner party before the migration of the Pember clan." ”

The fish-man shaman understood what Bai meant, and in the past few days, he and Bai had communicated many times, and they also had a sound impression of the East Coast.

Rather than continue to split branches in the swamp and survive hard, following the fertile east coast of the Great Fishman Migration Path and joining the Nightkin tribe is indeed the best decision.

Bai also promised the Fishman Shaman that the Benbol Clan, as the bloodline source clan of White, would have the status of a first-class clan as soon as they joined the Nightkin Clan, no different from the Fishman warriors of the Deep Blue Clan, and would become the main clan of the Nightkin Clan.

"I'll give you an account of the situation, in fact, there are now multiple versions of the gossip about migration in the camp. The fish-man shaman glanced at the six clan leaders and spoke up.

"Be careful, I'll arrange it at the camp. The fish-man shaman said one last word, and watched Shiro run towards the edge of the swamp with the six clan leaders.

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Bai only took six branch leaders with lord-level strength and set off for the place where the incident occurred.

The branch leaders are all lord-level strength, with high wisdom, and they have heard a lot of news.

Since they decided to attack with Bai, they were naturally ready to migrate to the east coast with Bai.

With the idea of giving the ogre a painful blow before leaving, the seven began to discuss the details of their actions as they hurried.

After three of them were killed by the ogre, the remaining seven escaped back to the middle of the swamp overnight and sent back the news.

The location where the three Fish-Man warriors were killed was a place where the edge of the swamp met the dense forest of the central West Bank.

In addition to the monthly gatherings, more than 300 ogres live in the dense forests of the West Bank in family units.

The three fish-men were killed by a five-member ogre family living at the junction of a jungle and swamp, including parents, two sons and a daughter.

The leader of the nearby Fishman Camp branch is Benpolnabo, who has the strength of a middle-level lord, and he has had a lot of contact with this neighboring ogre family, and the tribute paid by the Benpolnabo branch on weekdays is handed over to this ogre family first.

Along the way, Benbol Napo began to explain the ogre family to several people.

"The father in this ogre family has absolute authority, the height of an ordinary ogre is about three meters, and his height is not much different from that of the Venerable about four meters, at least the strength of a high-ranking lord. ”

"The strength of his spouse is probably similar to mine, the level of a middle-level lord, and the strength of his two sons is also terrifying, at least a middle-level lord. The underage daughter is probably at the beginner lord level. ”

"If this ogre family is wiped out, the two-headed ogre lord won't receive the news immediately, right?" asked Shiraku.

Ben Bo Nabo shook his head: "As long as it is done cleanly, it probably won't." ”

Bai nodded, only five lords, Bai's current strength doesn't take them seriously at all.

Bringing six branch leaders is more to show strength and subdue them.

As the sun sets, the edge of the swamp arrives.

Bai Yaoyao stood at the edge of the swamp, and the six branch leaders lined up behind Bai.

Bai looked towards the dense forest opposite, and the soul perception unfolded, and the dense forest could not block the all-round soul perception.

Bai's soul perceived the limit distance, and saw a picture, in the open space in the middle of the dense forest, five ogres were sitting or lying, a large iron pot more than two meters wide was on the shelf, the flame under the shelf was burning, and the soup in the pot had dissolved into milky white.

Between the tumbling of the soup, you can see the skulls of several fishmen tumbling out of the water from time to time.

The five-headed ogre made a tooth sacrifice with small wooden sticks, and many skulls were discarded beside them.

"The flesh of the fish-man is delicious, and the salt is enough, it is really the most delicious in our West Bank!" the ogre muse touched his round belly and couldn't help but sigh to his spouse and three children.

If it weren't for the harsh environment in the depths of the swamp, the huge ogre's inability to move, and the meat quality was very good for the ogre's appetite, and the swamp fish people might have been hunted down by the ogre. ()

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