This is the most populous city Zheng Yi has seen since he traveled.

The endless submarine plain is lined with reefs, which seem to be made naturally, but there is a little light reflected inside, like a lamp. The water in the giant bubbles only reaches the middle of the reef, and the fish drive their canoes around the city.

Farther on, the source of the canoe looms over the mountains, and clumps of tall tree-like seaweed sway in the sea.

The Fish-Man built a "water city" at the bottom of the sea.

Zheng Yi thinks the brain circuits of these fishmen are really interesting.

The white spotted whale sent Zheng Yi and the fishmen to the bottom of the sea, and the whale roared and swam to a deeper sea.

The air hood perfectly displaces the seawater. Zheng Yi walked inside, walking on the ground. However, the sand at the bottom of the sea is soft, and if you step down, you will bury your calves.

Through the huge bubbles, a team of gilded ships showing the status of the king sailed from the main road of the underwater city, and hundreds of rowing boats were connected end to end, as if there was no end.

The Fishman King helped Zheng Yi float, got on the boat, and removed the air cover from Zheng Yi's body.

Zheng Yi really hopes to continue to cover it, so that he can feel a little safe.

"How old is this city?" Zheng Yi asked the Fishman King.

The Fishman King didn't speak all the way, even if he helped Zheng Yi, he only moved his hands and didn't speak, he said:

"Thirty thousand years ago, God created this kingdom."

Zheng Yi thinks that Xiao Lu's ability is still very large, anyway, the ability of Sequence 2 cannot complete this miracle. But why is a "god" who surpasses Sequence 2, or even Sequence 1, so respectful of the gray mist?

Zheng Yi didn't talk to the unchatty fishman king, and his eyes scanned the living environment of the fishman on the bottom of the sea. These fish-people live in bubbles in the water, which are injected with water to create a water city, and at the same time, they are not afraid of high pressure, or even afraid of rapid changes in water pressure, which will cause nitrogen in body fluids to turn into bubbles and cause embolism.

They may not have nitrogen in their body fluids.

No matter which angle Zheng Yi thinks about it, he feels that the fish-man is a strange creature.

The fleet sailed towards the palace in the center of the city. Beyond the bubble, you can see its majesty, which is different from all other buildings.

Entering it, Zheng Yi was surprised to find that the inside of the reef was filled with water. All the fish-people swim and live in the water. Furniture-like furnishings are scattered across the reef walls and the seabed, or suspended in the air.

Considering that they can breathe in the water without being afraid of water pressure, why should they be inflated in the city?

Zheng Yi felt that this might involve the beliefs and aesthetic pursuits of the fishmen, and if he was studying sociology, he would probably be able to study it.

The Fishman King was not interested in taking Zheng Yi to visit the palace, and directly took him to his son's bedroom. Because Zheng Yi's swimming speed was too slow, he summoned a long-snouted swordfish and asked Zheng Yi to walk on his behalf.

"My son has a strange disease." The Fish-Man King finally came to his son and pointed to his son in a crystal room.

The crystal room is suspended in the middle of the palace and there is no water in it. Wearing a silver tie, the fish-man prince sat in a chair and looked at Zheng Yi blankly. There was also a table beside him with shellfish and fish, presumably his meal.

Zheng Yi saw through the crystal room that the spirit body of the fish-man prince was different from the sea blue of the other fishmen, but silver-white with black energy. He had seen a similar being, and it was Ratherford Cook in the world of Annu-Tassamet. Black gas in the outer layer of the spirit is also common, and the typical trans energy is either a necromancer or a shadow. Evil power is green.

"What about the specific conditions?" Zheng Yi asked.

"He grew flesh." Fishman King.

Zheng Yi was stunned: "Don't you have flesh and blood?" ”

The fish-man king's eyes stared at Zheng Yi, and suddenly the whole thing began to melt and split into blisters. The blisters immediately gathered again and became the "flesh and blood" king of the fishmen.

"We don't have flesh and blood." The Fish-Man King said, "We must not have flesh and blood, otherwise the sea will reject us." ”

Zheng Yi clenched his teeth tightly so as not to open his mouth and close it in a gaffe.

"And my son, who is a good boy, grows flesh like food." The Fish-Man King looked at the crystal room, his voice filled with loneliness and regret.

Zheng Yi motioned to let him in, the Fishman King nodded slightly, and a bubble bulged out from the crystal room and "swallowed" Zheng Yi in. He stood on the floor of the crystal room, and saw the little prince standing up, his movements slow, as if he were carrying a great load.

"I don't know if I can help you." Zheng Yi said: "Let's do a dispersal first, you stand still and don't move." ”

The little prince nodded.

Zheng Yi put on the spirit armor and found that the little prince was slightly frightened. He guided the Mithril Foil under his feet to disperse, threw the Mithril Ball, and drew a circle at the Little Prince's feet to form the [Pure Land].

"Word: Dispelled!"

The light of [dispelling] swirled around the little prince.

The black strands of trans energy returned to the void.

The little prince looked at his body in horror, and his flesh began to melt.

Zheng Yi frowned, and the light of the tulip had already hit the little prince: Divine healing!

The golden light flickered, but it didn't fall on the target.

Skill Judgment The Little Prince cannot be healed.

But the little prince felt that he could save it again:

"Help, save me......"

Zheng Yi's scalp suddenly went numb, and he watched the flesh and blood on the little prince's body peel off piece by piece.

In the flesh and blood sprinkled all over the ground, the spirit of the little prince condensed into a silver-white ball of light, suspended in the air.

Boom!

Zheng Yi looked back in shock and saw the Fishman King smashing the crystal room.

"The Sage who travels through the worlds;

The angel who guards the righteous maiden in the shelter world;

Ankolimon, a friend of the elves, is invited by Lady Valda to the strangers of Valinor. ”

Mithril foil painted the word "Zheng Yi" on the ground—a doctor's font that is unrecognizable to non-medical nationals.

The light of the tulips hit the ears of the word "Zheng".

Zheng Yi saw a ball of light appear in front of him, like a gate, and there was a chorus of heroic spirits behind the door. Without hesitation, he stepped into the light and took the little prince's silver crystal with him.

At the moment of leaving the water planet, Zheng Yi saw the crystal room burst, and the fish-man king stabbed at him with a spear.

It's good to go fast.

Facing out-of-control family members is Zheng Yi's most hated job.

Zheng Yi's thoughts turned, and people were already standing in the light and clouds.

That's the world he created.

Standing on the high platform, Zheng Yi looked around-

I went, went wrong?

Zheng Yi genuinely suspected that he had opened the wrong door.

Under the high platform, there were actually sixteen heroic spirits standing, and there were five groups of souls that had not become heroic spirits.

The heroic spirits looked up to Zheng Yi, worship, joy, and peace.

The soul is like a ball of light, emitting light similar to the fluffy effect, trembling slightly, telling of joy.