"It's too dangerous to keep you, it's better to devour it directly. The Whitefishman whispered.

The main soul of the white fish man has long been aware of the invasion of the evil spirit, but because the soul fluctuation has not yet calmed down, it has been holding back, until this moment the evil spirit occupies the cave of the catfish monster and enters a safe environment.

The white fish only awakened his consciousness and controlled the main soul to surround the evil spirit consciousness.

The weak Razor soul occupied by the evil spirit was easily devoured and recovered by the Whitefish Man.

Some amazing memories flooded into the minds of the Whitefish People.

"In the Void Air Regiment God Realm Passage, there are actually two other evil spirits who have come to Yamka. The world is more esoteric than I know. "Encountering changes one after another, the white fish people who got this information were not shocked.

Moreover, the heart of the Moonlight Flame spell formed in his body continued to nourish the soul of the White Fish Man, and the White Fish Man had never felt more powerful than his current self.

The time of waking up could not be too long, the white fish man got up and came to the entrance of the cave, waved his claws, and after a loud bang, the white fish man collapsed the hole entrance, and the gravel completely blocked the hole entrance.

The aftermath of the catfish monster is still there, and I believe that there will be no danger in this lake area in the short term.

"It will take at least ten days to repair the soul injury" completely sealed the hole, and the white fish man fell back to his place, his consciousness sinking back into his soul

Return to the North Shore and West Bank.

More than 20,000 creatures of the North Shore began to forcibly slash the thorn bushes with weapons in their hands.

"Hurry up!"

"Make a path in a day's time, or the thorns will grow quickly!"

With a leather whip in his hand, the leader of the ape beast personally led several clansmen to urge the creatures of the north shore to speed up the development.

After the Battle of the Whitefishmen, it didn't take long for Dorondo, the Giant Elephant, to issue an order to force his way into the West Bank.

The Coalition creatures fled with almost all the food they carried, and under the influence of the Whitefish People, Dorondo had no confidence, or patience, to send another messenger into the West Bank to negotiate.

In a tent, a somewhat ugly-looking Dorondo sat on a leather blanket, accompanied by the leader of the Turska people.

The last shot of the White Fish Man broke through Dorondo's storm shield, and even though Dorondo continued to input the power of the storm, the blasting power of the jade breaking style was very powerful.

The damage intensity generated by the Jade Breaking Style has exceeded the upper limit of the Storm Shield's defense.

Dorondo remembered that the round egg that had come through the smoke was blocked by his storm shield, and the next moment, the round egg exploded.

Realizing that something was wrong, Dorondo desperately injected the power of the storm into the storm shield, and then, the storm shield broke, and Dorondo was not lightly injured in the concussion.

"That guy, if you condense the heart of spells, maybe you can fight the Sword Saint Samuro. Instead of being depressed, Dorondo seemed a little excited.

The leader of the Turkas nodded in agreement, "In our Gem Lake region, there are not many strong people. ”

Even after one battle, the three overlords of the North Shore did not have much hostility towards the White Fish People.

Having experienced being occupied by outsiders, and vaguely knowing the existence of the huge Yamka continent from a few words, the sense of identity with the regional concept of the Jewel Lake region is very strong.

"Lord of the West Bank, now with the addition of the current white-skinned fishman, if we can unite together, then how can the Sword Saint Samuro be as arrogant as he is now?"

Dorondo was sighing when a giant elephant man walked in from outside the tent.

"The chief, the centaur chieftain Orem tried to lead his people into the North Shore, but was stopped by us. The Giant Elephant reported on one knee.

Hearing this, Dorondo's expression suddenly became angry, "These guys, are willing to be slaves to orcs?"

Closing his eyes and taking a deep breath, Dorondo spoke: "Don't stop them, let them go, but Orem's right hand needs to stay." ”

On the other side of the demarcation line, on the orc watchtower, one of the swordsmiths of the Sword Blade Clan, Liaoya, was sitting in a corner listening to the report of the orc captain.

In other words, the fish-man wounded Dorondo and ran back to the West Bank. Holding a giant sword, Burning Teeth said with an indifferent expression.

"Yes. The orc captain gently wiped the sweat drops from his forehead and replied.

During the day, the orc warriors in the watchtower, taking in the battle between the White Fish Man and Dorondo, were reporting to the swordsman who had come to inspect as usual.

Liaoya is the most indifferent and cruel of the four major swordsmen of the Sword Blade Clan, and he is also the most powerful.

There were not a few orc warriors who were seriously injured by the anger of the fangs, and the fangs were only relented after being punished by the sword master many times.

The orc warriors of the Sword Blade Clan have more fear than respect for the swordman.

Burning Teeth digested the news about the Whitefish Man for a while, and then got up and looked to the west.

It was already dark, and the creatures of the north shore had carved out three five-meter-wide paths in the thorn bushes.

Tonight, the creatures of the North Shore will be able to follow the passage into the West Bank Territory.

The orc captain lowered his head and gasped, and when he looked up, the figure of the swordsmith with burning teeth had disappeared into the watchtower

In the town of Long Lake, the newly built orc hall made of solid rock, the hall lit by a large number of extravagant torches is like daylight.

At a large round table, Burning Tooth quietly reported to the swordsman Samuro and the orc shaman Baroque and others, and returned to his place and sat down.

"Dorondo, who was able to injure the heart of the spell, was still just a creature that popped out of nowhere, not the Lord of the West Coast, and it seems that the creatures of the Gem Lake are not as weak as I thought. "The orc shaman Baroque was the first to speak.

"It was the right choice to secure a firm foothold in the Northland. ”

"The resources of the North Shore, when used wisely, can accommodate at least 300,000 people. Baroque analyzed.

Sword Saint Samuro nodded in agreement,

Sword Master Xitu also spoke: "The area around the Gem Lake is not large, maybe only one-tenth of the Mobikos Plain, but the number of various races here is extremely complex, and some creatures that are extinct on the continent can even be seen here......"

"So, this is a treasure land that has not been swept away by our orc invasion, and we need to keep this treasure land firmly in my hands, not destroy it. Sword Saint Samuro said with a confident smile.

A few people at the large round table were thoughtful.

"In this process, it is necessary to absorb the powerhouses of the Gem Lake region into the Sword Blade Clan, Kane, do you say so?"

"Yes, Chief. The Minotaur Chief Kane nodded back, and Kane, who was already a beginner hero, was among the high-level meetings of the Sword Blade Clan.

"Xitu, you are in charge of stationing the West Bank demarcation line for a long time, and if you see that white-skinned fishman again, you can communicate. ”

"Yes. "The sword master Xitu took the order and left