The sea, the blue sea without storms, ice caps, and dark canopies. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

This is the color of the sea, which contains hundreds of millions of lives in its bosom, and the birth and death of every moment are woven into the sea, the notes of the grandest movement of this flawed star.

And in this vast area of the offshore sea, the sea music is playing its most proud section.

It was a spectacular scene that could be easily seen from miles away, with the waves of golden light crashing and the sparkling floating light jumping on the surface of the sea, unfolding into a grand golden world under the reflection of the sun.

If you pull the lens up, you can easily see that the golden water forms the shape of an arrow, breaking through the waves and heading in one direction with a clear goal.

This symphony is called the Great Migration, and it is the most intuitive expression of the magnificence of life in the sea movement.

Composed of this huge arrowhead, are hundreds of millions of cannon fodder-level creatures, which we call the little life of the golden threadfish.

The goldenrod gets its name from a pair of hard bony plates on either side of its body, two golden bony plates that extend from the back of the gills to the tail run through the body of the goldenfish, and they provide lift to the goldenfish like the wings of an airplane, because the goldenrod does not have a swim bladder.

And they're still very sharp, a goldfish may not be nothing, but thousands of goldenrod fish form a huge spinning fish array, even exoskeleton hunters don't dare to easily enter these blade washing machines to find out if their carapace is hard enough.

If this is the case for ordinary schools of goldenfish, what about these golden seas of hundreds of millions of goldenrod?

I'm afraid that if you throw a radish in and out of it, it will become shredded radish.

But that didn't deter the predators, who were much more dangerous than the light-helmeted fish they once had, but the predators' predatory methods were also evolving with the times, and even if they couldn't participate in the gluttonous feast, there were still plenty to eat, not to mention...... They are not without the opportunity to binge-eat the seaweed......

While most predators are still holding their fingers, there are already creatures that are starting to move.

They didn't attack from the sea, so the impact of the knife formation on them was extremely small, and these Sky Hunters quickly moved their square bodies, making a "dirty" sound falling from the sky!

It's a jacking!

The tentacles of the platform waved, and the silver filaments danced between their tentacles, and in an instant, a large net of glittering silver light formed under the platform and scattered into the golden sea!

These climbing platforms...... I'm actually fishing with a net!

The fish group below is so dense that you can catch a basket full of fish when you go down to the cloud platform, and so many fish in one net are enough to eat and drink in the cloud platform for two or three months.

From time to time, there are climbers rising into the sky, and under them are golden balls of fish that are netted, and the sea water drips from the struggling balls, drowning in the golden tide.

Not every platform can return with a full load, some of the mesh is too big, and the fish have escaped from it, and some because there are too many golden thread fish at one time, the whole platform is dragged away by the crazy struggling fish balls, and can only "dirty" desperately struggle, or even have no choice but to give up their fishing nets. And just because you have enough fish in the net doesn't mean you can safely bring the fish back and chew it slowly.

"Woo......"

A bomb-like whistling whistle passes through the clouds, making a splash several meters high, and where the "fish bomb" falls, predators in the sea swarm like sharks that smell blood.

It is not only Dengyuntai who hunts in the sky, but also sees other people's chickens in their left hands and ducks in their right hands carrying eight catties of pork on their backs, but they are empty-handed...... Evil to the side of the guts or something...... It's a normal thing.

Can't catch it, can't you grab it?

Many of them were so overwhelmed that they had to drop their nets to get out of the red-eyed flyers.

The only way to do this is to ascend, and the platform can be raised to stratospheric heights, where none of the known Flying Hunters of the Blemishes are active. But the platform consumed too much dirty energy in the previous "dirty dirt...... Ah, it's gas, and it takes a lot of time to produce enough gas to fly into the stratosphere.

A net of "bombs" fell into the sea, attracting the frantic scramble of predators, and the atmosphere of the feast became more and more intense.

And at this time, the other hunters of the ocean began to move.

Flags were erected on the golden seaside, and these flags were waving in the wind at high speed, and the seven-colored Ambilight flew on the flags, and they were as fast as lightning.

The school of fish seemed to feel their approach, and the speed of the knife formation rotated faster and faster, tens of thousands of golden-threaded fish formed a dazzling golden light knife formation, and the large and small knife formations here...... The list goes on!

As they approached the knife formation, the buntings were lifted down in unison, lifting the fish underneath and exposing them to the air!

Sailfish, the invincible cutter of the sea.

Like a surfboard, the Bunting plays a role in stabilizing the balance of the body underneath, and it is like the best human skateboarder, using the waves to lift its already fast speed again and again!

However, the stabilizing fins of human surfboards can only be used to help control their balance, and the bunting of the Sailfish is their most powerful weapon!

Where the Sailfish waves, all the goldenrod were split in two, and just a hundred or so Sailfish were put in, and the golden light world was cut into pieces.

Most of the predators still didn't move, don't look at the sailfish, although the rampage is extremely majestic, but the main body of the knife array under the water has not suffered much loss, and the fish are not even in the direction of progress, if they rush in recklessly...... It's no different from rolling around on a pork production line.

They are waiting for an opportunity, a chance to transform a school of goldenrod from a barbed porcupine into a roast suckling pig lying on the table.

The opportunity soon came, and a group of huge figures emerged from the depths of the sea, resembling whales, their blue-gray skin covered in scales, and an exposed chest that occupied nearly a third of the size of the giant creature.

Their appearance instantly ignited the atmosphere of the audience, and the predators who were about to move acted instantly, and they drooled over the sumptuous dinner and the desire to eat and eat in their heads, and they ...... at full speed Move away from strange whales and schools of fish.

？ Is there something wrong?

The strange whale opened its mouth, and the invisible sound waves rolled through the sea area, and those predators who retreated far enough were instantly unlucky, rolling and struggling painfully in the sound waves, and the nearby goldenrod fish performed even more unbearable, one by one, the knife array collapsed, and even some goldenrod were shocked to death.

This is the power of infrasound, and the whales roar and adjust their sonic frequencies around the fish, apparently, they are constantly testing the fish's tolerance to infrasonic waves to find the most uncomfortable "burst point" for the fish.

A band of hell from the deep sea, join the Great Migration Ensemble.

The band of hell literally held back the fish, the arrows shrunk into a ball, and the entire golden tide was slowed down.

Even the predators avoided it until the Hellband began to hunt satisfied, and they dared to get closer.

Now, it's feast time for them! The infrasound waves of the Hell Band completely broke the will of the fish to resist, and the school of fish could no longer form a formidable knife formation, and lost the strength of the group, and the individual golden thread fish were vulnerable.

The influx of predators into the fish school has increased the difficulty of reassembling the knife formation, and the number of fish casualties has skyrocketed.

But the fish are still gritting their teeth and persevering forward, today's time is strictly calculated, as long as they pass this difficulty, there will be no more predator harassment, and only at this time today, they can pass this difficulty!

So you can't go back! Don't go back!

Enduring the predators, the shattered golden sea approached its target, an island.

To be precise, it is an atoll, which is like a pair of closed arms, blocking the flow of inland rivers and open seas, and only the annual bi-lunar astronomical tide can allow the two to flow to each other. And now...... Obviously not the time of the astronomical tide.

But the fish did not hesitate, they did not slow down at all, and rushed straight to the island! Rushed to the solid rocky ground!