The White Fishman realized that this time, he had taken the initiative to forcibly leave this demonic dream world with the help of the crazy attack in his dream.

Usually, when you enter this dream in a dream, you need to stay for dozens of minutes before the dream slowly shatters and can passively exit.

Then the demon needed dozens of days of silence before it could once again have the energy to create a dream world and pull the white fish people into the dream.

"It seems that I am not completely influential...... this dream world," Whitefishman whispered.

"I'm just kidding, dissipate my anger......" A moment before leaving this dream world, the white fishman saw the black-robed figure transformed by the demon reappear.

The white fishman looked at the demon coldly, and the demon stood quietly on a black long stone.

This time, the black mist on his body became much lighter, and he even opened the sides of the black robe hood slightly, and raised his head, revealing a blue-gray demon face with hideous fangs.

With just one glance, the white fishman completely imprinted the demon's face into his heart.

......

The next morning, when the Whitefishmen woke up from their sleep, they first took the Caron Scepter off his neck and tossed it aside.

Thinking back to the scene in last night's dream, the memory in the whitefish man's mind is still clear and abnormal.

The demon didn't know what the hell was doing, so he turned into a young man of a race he was familiar with, and when his heart was shaken, he made a big blood-red face and rushed towards him.

The blood-red face did make the Whitefish Man feel dangerous.

Being gnawed by it on the body will definitely have bad consequences.

This guy's behavior was certainly not just a joke as he said at the end.

He wanted to do something to himself, but fortunately he reacted in time and didn't fall for his tricks, and the white fish said secretly in their hearts.

In the end, the demon seems to be trying to appease the wrath of the Whitefishmen by revealing his true face for the Whitefishmen to see.

However, none of this could stop the Whitefish people from being wary of him next.

Before, the Whitefishmen didn't care that they could be pulled into dreams by demons at will, and that was because Whitefishmen didn't feel dangerous.

And at this moment, the signs of danger have just risen, and the White Fish Man will not hesitate to extinguish it.

This charon scepter cannot be worn for the time being, at least when you are asleep, you have to take off the scepter.

The demon relied on the Caron scepter to pull itself into the demonic dream.

At the very least, you have to master the magic energy yourself before you try to make contact with him

......

Leaving aside the sinister demon, the Whitefishmen went outside and pulled the bell rope that connected the first layer.

After a while, two third-class goblin warriors came up carrying a wooden plank a meter wide.

On the board is a steaming roasted whole lamb.

There was also a bowl of broth the size of a basin, and a few dried fish half a meter long.

It is convenient to have more people, at least someone who eats and drinks Lazar has done it for himself.

Although there is a lot of food in front of him, the white fish people eat faster.

The amount of food eaten by the white fish people is already very exaggerated, and they can consume nearly 300 catties of meat every day.

On one side, Xiao Hei's food was a wooden barrel of raw minced meat, which he swallowed after a few bites.

Then he wandered around and went to play.

The Whitefishman eats all the breakfast prepared by the goblin warriors, and Scar, led by the gatekeeper, goes to the Fishman Hall to ask the Whitefishmen for instructions and sets off for the Gnoll Valley.

"You tell Hogg to join the Nightkin tribe, I will give him the status of a first-class tribesman, and all those who join with him will become a third-class tribesman. ”

The White-Fishman gave him a command, and Scar set off with ten Fish-Man warriors for the Gnoll-Man Valley.

As soon as Scar left, the fish-man elder and tribal mayor Lan Qi came over.

It is the decisions about the internal affairs of the town and the reports of miscellaneous matters to the Whitefish people.

For example, the house chosen by the goblin and the gnolls, which canal leaks and needs to be repaired, the goblin craftsman Rig has studied what the whitefishman said that the drainage system of the town needs to be started by manpower, and a new nest of eels under the city walls likes to burrow......

The white fishman listened with a little big head, and with a wave of his hand, he handed over all the small matters to Lan Qi to decide.

Tasks were only released for a few larger things.

For example, arranging for manpower to build the drainage system that the town urgently needs.

On a sunny day, when it rains, deep water accumulates on the rocky floors of the town.

The Fish-Man Warriors are fine, and the environmental range of the coexistence of land and water is even more comfortable for them.

Not only the goblins and the new gnolls, who are purely terrestrial creatures, and the deep water can also corrode and destroy some of the infrastructure within the town.

Therefore, the drainage system needs to be built.

As for the fish-man warriors, the canals that were introduced into the town, as well as the springs in the town, were enough for them to entertain themselves.

After Lan Qi finished reporting, he was busy assigning tasks according to the appointment of the Whitefish Man.

The Whitefish Man just breathed a sigh of relief.

Only a moment later, the bear monster came alone and asked the Whitefish Man when he would leave the Bleak Lands.

"Don't be in a hurry, let's rest in the tribal town for a few more days, have you picked a candidate?" the Whitefish Man replied.

"Give me ten fish-man warriors and fifteen gnolla archers, will you?" the bear monster said after a moment's thought.

"No problem, but every hundred days they have to go back to the town to hand over another group of warriors from the tribe. The Whitefish Man spoke up.

There is certainly a better chance of fighting in the bleak land than in the dense forests of the east coast, and every tribe needs to be tempered, and it is necessary to change teams.

The bear monster nodded in understanding, and told the white fish man that he would take his eldest son, Xiong Da, to the Bleak Land when the time came.

The Whitefish Man was noncommittal.

"Old bear, are you interested in taking a trip to the territory of the lightning lizard?"

The lightning lizard is the last thing he has to do before he leaves for the time being.

"Lao Bai, it seems that you are really ready to go on a long journey. The bear monster smiled.

"Let me guess, you've arranged for me to go to the Bleak Lands, to the west of the other side of the Gem Lake, or is it simply the vast South China Sea, or the mysterious Misty Mountains?" guessed the bear monster, hooking its round chin.

"Is it because of the powerful female elf female warrior in the mouth of Scar......"

The Whitefishman shook his head and smiled.

"If you don't go, will you? Then you can stay in the tribe and take care of your family. With a dodge, the white-fishman jumped out of the main hall.

"Hey, wait for me!" the bear monster regretted it, and clumsily climbed down the fishman hall, where was the white fishman who could spread out his speed.

A few seconds later, the Bear Cube saw the figure of the White Fishman appear on the city wall.

Standing on the distant wall, the Whitefishman beckoned to the bear, and then vanished.

"Forget it, wait for Lao Bai's news in the tribal town. ”

After thinking about it, the bear monster turned his head and walked towards the sand, sunbathing, and by the way, he was shocked to have a small night on the sand.