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In the deep, bottomless trenches of the Atlantic Ocean floor, thousands of giant scallops live. Scallops open and sparkling pearls of the night illuminate the dark seabed, and countless swimming fish chase plankton in the light.

A graceful figure, like a fish swimming in the water, collecting the pearl of the night in the scallop's body, is none other than the Atlantean princess, Namoria. Beside her, a snow-white whale circled around her, occasionally arching its tail playfully to and fro.

Suddenly there was a tremor, and the tame scallops in the shell field closed their lids in horror, plunging the colorful seabed into darkness again.

And the tame and spiritual animal companion demon shark swam around frantically, staring at the surface of the sea with its eyes intended, falling into a state of madness.

Namoria listened attentively, the sea water is the best buffer and protective layer, the loud sound of the sea on the surface of the earth, the sea water across thousands of kilometers of depth transmitted to the bottom of the sea, has been inaudible.

But a strange and bloody breath mixed with the seawater, and the alluring flavor was transmitted to every corner of the ocean, shaking the sea country.

Namoria rode the demon shark and swam in the direction the unfamiliar smell had come from.

Hundreds of human warships on the sea were engaged in fierce battles, and at the forefront were two majestic steel warships, the sea water below the battleships was glowing with a blue-red demonic color, and a blue-red blood mist wrapped him, completely turning into a blood-colored ocean.

After countless deaths and rebirths, the Blood Sky Virus successfully evolved the ability to adapt to the biological ecological environment of the ocean during the 48th generation of division and multiplication.

The newly emerged Blood Sky Virus, which uses seawater and plankton as its material source, absorbs sunlight and heat and mechanical kinetic energy in seawater as its energy source, rapidly divides and multiplies, and its range has expanded to three times that of the previous one.

The blue-red blood mist surged, as if it had its own life, like a squirming behemoth that was close to three kilometers in size, closely following the fleet.

The demon shark under the seat went uneasy, and Namoria leaned down, whispering in her heart to soothe her restless animal companion.

In the seawater, a bloody, pure, and incomparably seductive smell spreads to the surroundings, and the incomparably pure life energy contained in the blood mist has an incomparable attraction to all living beings.

The swimming fish in the surrounding 100 kilometers of sea area all pounced excitedly, and most of them were supported by the violent and surging energy in the blood water until they exploded and turned into a part of the blood water the moment they came into contact with the blood water.

The remains of the animals floated and sank in the water, and were quickly swallowed and absorbed by the Blood Sky Virus, slowly melting from flesh and bones to becoming a part of the blood.

Only a very few lucky people withstood this powerful energy and were successfully infected by the Blood Sky Virus, which underwent a magical mutation. These creatures, known as Blood Sea Beasts, have red-eyed eyes and hover in the bloody waters, longing for flesh that contains abundant energy.

Namoria froze, and looked again. Even with such a strange method, the fleet ahead looked like it was fleeing from the wind.

Behind the fleet, there was a huge and formidable cluster of warships numbering more than a hundred, and according to the different forces to which they belonged, a dozen small fleets were formed, attacking the daywalkers in front from all directions.

As if sensing Namoria's prying eyes, a powerful aura in the fleet ahead turned its attention. Namoria took a deep look at the brutal battle that was still going on on on the sea, turned the shark's head and turned away.

"What's the matter, Your Majesty Helena?" On the fleet of Daywalkers, Patriarch Giovanni asked suspiciously.

"It's fine, I just found something interesting." Commander Helena waved her hand disappreciatively.

In front of them was a huge virtual sand table of the battlefield, on which hundreds of warships belonging to the Daywalker and the Blood Clan were entangled and fighting on the sea.

Under the orders of the Blood Council, the Twelve Clans mobilized all their forces to participate in this dark night world holy war to encircle and suppress the Daywalkers. Vows to wipe out the enemies that have tarnished the traditions and glory of the Bloods in the Atlantic.

On the third day of the Holy War, Somali pirates secretly controlled by the Blood Council arrived in the Atlantic Ocean and joined the encirclement of the Sunwalker fleet.

On the seventh day, the Second Fleet of England crossed the English Channel, and the fully equipped aircraft carrier battle group inflicted unprecedented heavy damage on the Daywalker fleet by suppressing firepower, information networks, and range.

Faced with the suppression of the firepower and range of the aircraft carrier group, the Daywalker fleet was forced to choose close combat, and at the cost of the second frigate being hit and sunk, with the brave and skilled Daywalker fighters, successfully forced back the Second Fleet of England.

Now that the Daywalker fleet is gone, the enemy is eyeing each other, and tens of thousands of Bloods are adrift across the ocean, at risk of capsizing at any moment. For such a result, the patriarchs of the two clans could only sigh, but they could not say any words of complaint or regret.

In the past ten days, even in the face of enemies nearly a hundred times their number, the Daywalker warriors still took the lead and maintained an indestructible will to fight.

They tried to combine micro-martial arts with military technology, showing unimaginably powerful power.

At the same time, the Kewu Alliance's Daywalker transformation of the Blood Clan has never stopped, and with the help of the ubiquitous blood mist around the fleet, the Daywalker has explored a set of simple and rapid Daywalker transformation methods.

The Kovinas bloodline absorbs the blood mist into the body through breathing, and replaces the original traditional blood virus in the body with the blood firmament biological virus in the blood mist, which can complete the transformation of the daywalker bloodline.

This method of transformation requires the transformer to be guided by his own consciousness, and cannot be forced to transform. The energy density of the daywalker produced decreases, and the strength of the transformed person also decreases.

However, because there is no need for source blood, the rate of transformation is greatly increased, and the transformed daywalker has the same root and the same origin, there is no disadvantage of blood fetters and blood suppression, and there is infinite space and potential for evolution, which is called "perfect blood" by the people of the two races.

After nearly ten days of transformation, the number of daywalkers officially exceeded the 10,000 mark. The blood mist also provides an excellent cultivation environment for the daywalker, and the endless solar energy and the biological energy in the flesh and blood are initially converted into energy that can be absorbed by the daywalker by the blood mist.

Every day, nearly a thousand Daywalker Bloodlines are born, and every day new abilities and moves appear, unlike the decaying Bloodline Council, the newborn Daywalker is full of hope and vitality.

Suddenly a shock came, and the Sunwalker fleet was attacked again, and the patriarchs of Giovanni and Asamai looked at each other, then knelt on the ground and said earnestly:

"Your Majesty Helena, now that the situation is urgent, the blood clan is in danger of overturning at any time. We are already old, and we are willing to lead the team to fight for a glimmer of life for the daywalker. ”

"Calm down, both of you." Helena helped the two of them up, pointed to the two fighting parties on the sand table and said, "It took us ten days to firmly contain the power of the Blood Council in this sea area. Now that the strategic intent has been achieved, the parliamentary power is about to be swept away in one fell swoop, and victory is just around the corner. ”

When the elders of the two clans were confused and confused, Namoria rode the demon shark back to Atlantis, the kingdom of the sea.

At this time, the quiet city of Atlantis was boiling, the sea beasts were running wild in the city, the soldiers returned to the barracks, and the Demon Shark Legion was making its final rest, a scene of slaughter that was about to rain.

Namoria handed over the shark to the guards at the door and walked into the golden palace. On the throne, her cousin, Namor Mackenzie, King of Atlantis, was listening to the report of the leader of the Demon Shark Legion, Haisha.

Tall and burly, with swollen muscles and gills on his face, which are typical of Atlanteans, he was able to extract oxygen from the water.

At this time, Hai Sha's face was full of seriousness: "Your Majesty, the Demon Shark Legion reports that the current in the Atlantic Ocean has been abnormally disturbed, and a huge hurricane suddenly appeared above, and it is coming towards the Atlantic. ”

Namor's face was also full of solemnity, and he asked, "There shouldn't be hurricanes this season, right, can you find out what the cause is?" ”

"The hurricane is so powerful that it is difficult for the Demon Shark Legion to get close and observe. What's more, seven days ago the Pacific Shark Ride reported a small hurricane on a path that matched this mega hurricane, which we suspect was man-made. ”