"Your Royal Highness the Prince, do you want me to help?" I heard that although this Mo Lin is a fourth-order Silver Moon mage, his combat power is comparable to that of a seventh-order Burning Sun Mage, and a few years ago, he set a record of defeating a seventh-order Burning Sun Mage in the Tower of Wisdom!"

"The combat power is extraordinary!"

The fish-man guard said again.

"No need!" The Fishman Prince shook his hand coldly and refused, and said proudly: "I am the Fishman Prince, the bloodline of the ancient water god, a mere fourth-order Silver Moon mage, I only need a hammer to blow his head!!"

The fish-man clan has two special racial abilities, strong strength and strong bloodline talent.

Those with pure bloodlines are born with the power of the two elements of ice and water, and after advancing to the super level, they will automatically obtain the two mysterious powers of ice and water from their bloodlines.

Whether it's physical melee combat, or casting natural spells, it's very powerful. In the Dark Ages of mankind, the era of all races competing for supremacy, the North Sea Fish-Man Race was the core plane and an extremely famous fighting race.

If there is no strength, the fish-man clan will not reach the era of the Mage Alliance, still entrenched in the North Sea, occupy a place, although it is much low-key, but the strength still exists, and the clan still has several gods and powerhouses.

Moreover, the gods of the fish-man clan are very cunning and rarely show up, even if there are gods who want to deal with the fish-man clan and want to take down the gods of the fish-man clan, they often can't catch the traces of the gods of the fish-man clan.

For the Dharma God Giant, it doesn't make any sense to be a god powerhouse who can't kill the fish-man clan. Because the fish-people are not only a well-known fighting race, but also a well-known race with super reproduction ability.

In terms of reproductive ability, humans cannot compare with it.

The only way is to trap it in the North Sea, so that it cannot go ashore, and the resources of the North Sea are limited, so that the fish-people can kill each other.

There are many races, all of them!

The strength is strong, and its gods are strong and extremely cunning, and many of them are not even in the core plane, leaving only a Dharma God clone, and its true deity has disappeared without a trace.

Unable to destroy many parties, and unable to catch its gods, under the trap of the rat, the human mage can only trap it in the old nest, limit its resources, and make it unable to grow.

After 10,000 years, the relationship between humans and the alien race was eased, and the hatred of the Dark Ages was eliminated a lot, and cooperation gradually began.

In many colonial legions, there are strong men of various alien races serving in them.

"There is a rumor that whoever eats Merlin's meat will be able to obtain the talent of having the main god to be promoted!"

"Of course, this is likely to be fake, and it is rumored to deceive people! But I want to give it a try, even if it is fake, killing Merlin, the son of the mage king, can make me stand up in the prestige of the clan, there are so many fish-man princes in the clan, I am just one of them, if I want to stand above all the fish-man princes, I must do something earth-shattering!"

"Killing Morin is my chance!"

The fish-man prince Ujieda muttered to himself, his big eyes like lanterns, shining, and in the mouth of the tusked fish, drops of saliva like a pool of water slipped down.

.......

"Huh?!"

Inside the Void Battleship, Mo Lin quietly opened his eyes, and when he heard a hint of abnormal movement, he woke up from his waiting, and looked at the energy line in the alchemy brain of the Void Battleship: 30%.

He frowned slightly, he was already waiting for the Void Ship to be full of energy, he was already very impatient, and suddenly another troublemaker came out, messing with him full of energy, why didn't he frown?

He couldn't wait to test fly the Void Battleship immediately, his patience was exhausted to the extreme, and his temper became manic.

Opening the hatch of the Void Battleship and looking at the guy who was disturbing him, he raised his eyebrows: "The Fish-Man Clan? I've come to the North Sea?!"

In front of him was an endless sea of frost, and the wind was cold, but because of his strength, Morin did not feel any cold.

Mo Lin was surprised that he had unconsciously come to this distant North Sea, but that was all.

For him, all the planes of the alliance, all the core planes and the earth, there is no place for him to go!

He Morin, go wherever he wants!

Whoever blocks kills!

"Morin, suffer death!"

A burst of shouts, the murderous sound came into his ears, and what caught his eye was a raging fishman, holding an ice sledgehammer, the fish scales were covered with frost, and under the fish's tail was a column of water that soared into the sky.

"Who are you?!"

"Do you know that I am a permanent member of the Mage Alliance, and you attacked me for no reason, are you trying to provoke a war?!"

"You fish-people, do you want to be removed from the alliance and be removed from the alliance?!"

Mo Lin's face did not change, although this fish-man who suddenly appeared with a look of deep hatred and hatred looked very strong, at least the appearance of the extraordinary eighth order, but he was full of majestic questioning.

"Removal of the ..... of the Coalition Parliamentarians"

The fierce fish-man powerhouse suddenly deflated, stopped the action of culling and approaching, and the voice exploded in Mo Lin's ears like thunder, and the human mage language that was not standard at all sounded: "I am the fish-man prince Ujieda, don't scare me, this is a matter between you and me, not an alliance!"

"Fish-man Prince Ujieda, right?" Morin smiled faintly: "Excuse me, are you here as Ujieda, the fish-man prince, but as Ujieda?!"

The fish-man prince Ujieda was asked with a bewildered face: "The fish-man prince is me, I am Ujieda, what do you mean?!"

Mo Lin covered his forehead, there was a feeling of playing the piano to the cow, stupid fishman, he looked like he had so many heads, and he didn't know what he was doing, he was so stupid!

If you can't understand people, you can't communicate!

Looking into the distance, there was a fish-man, like a guard, watching from a distance, Mo Lin understood what it meant, he glanced at the fish-man prince lightly: "You're here to kill me, right?"

"That's right, I'm here to kill you, what's wrong?!" the fish-man prince Ujeta nodded.

"No, the people who want to kill me have already become my experimental material, although you are not human, but I don't mind you becoming my experimental material!" Morin lowered his eyelids and whispered softly.

"Experimental material!" The fish-man prince Ujieda shuddered, a trace of fear flashed in the lantern's big eyes, and he pointed at Mo Lin in horror and disbelief: "You are a demon mage!!

"yes, are you scared?" Morin nodded and smiled.

"I'm afraid, I'm not afraid, I'm the fish-man prince, I'm the blood of the ancient water god, so I won't be afraid of you, a human mage!"

"Ancient Water God Bloodline..... Mo Lin's face changed, his casual expression became serious, his uncontrollable anger was suppressed by joy and curiosity, his eyes lit up, and he looked at it carefully.

"Hahaha, are you afraid? Look at you, the son of the law god, or me, the son of the ancient water god, is powerful?!" Ujieda's fish head didn't think so much, and when he saw Mo Lin's face became solemn, he thought he was afraid of him, and suddenly burst out laughing proudly.

"I'm afraid, I'm afraid, I'm really afraid....." Mo Lin nodded tremblingly, a little unable to control his trembling hands, and took a deep breath, he knew that his old habit of dissecting living people had made ......