The Ubo tribe's first migration was faster than anyone had imagined.

When Captain Arvada brought the news that he could move at any time the next day to the Swamp Lord, it was still a little confused.

However, it is not difficult to choose the migratory clansmen, those who are weak and have no fixed territory have the idea of going out to see, these Ubo alone are enough for 450, and the remaining 200 or so are selected from various branches of bloodline, which is very easy.

However, the leader of the swamp king thought of Victor's last clear statement, and although he was a little reluctant, he still gave an order, and the remaining 200 or so Ubo could not choose too weak.

Moreover, it selected 10 swamp kings, of which 3 were temporary leaders after going there, and the remaining 7 victors were able to see them, and the marsh kings went with them.

In the early morning of the third day, when the leader of the Marsh King was still reminiscing about the delicious fish of the previous day in his dream, his Marsh King swam over and shouted, "Enemy attack! Enemy attack! ”

The leader of the Swamp King was awakened, and he didn't even hear what his men were shouting for the first time.

"Enemy attack...... Enemy attack! ”

Sesame, the leader of the Swamp King, stared at the ground, and then leaped and swam directly to the lake.

At the same time, Victor, General Hankoth, and Captain Arvada have led almost all the flying elves in Lakeside Town to the nameless lake.

With such a big movement, there was no need for Arvada to order the tropical dragon to release the sweet aroma, and soon the leader of the swamp king came out of the water.

Arvada had a great view and spotted the leader of the Marsh King almost immediately.

"Young master, there!"

"Well, I'll go with you, General Hankoth is waiting here with the flying elves."

"Yes!"

Hankaus answered, and Victor and Arvada rode their respective winged flying fish and tropical dragon to the leader of the Swamp King.

And just as the two of them flew over, the leader of the Marsh King quickly saw them together.

It subconsciously hides almost all of its body in the water, revealing only two round eyes.

But it soon became clear that this was not a leader, so he stuck his head out again.

"Wave ~ Wave Wave ~"

The leader of the swamp king puffed out his chest and pretended to be calm and asked, after all, he had been the king for a long time, and he still couldn't see any panic on the surface.

It's a pity that Victor's mental power is keen, and he instantly sensed the panic and beating heart in the swamp king's heart.

And Arvada has a strong survival in the wild, and his eyesight is naturally not bad, and he clearly saw a series of actions just now by the leader of the Marsh King.

This wave is given for nothing.

"Leader of the Swamp King, today is the day to agree to help the Swamp King clan migrate, I have already brought the manpower, let's start migrating directly."

Victor hid a smile and got straight to the point.

The leader of the swamp king looked at the two Victors, and then at the hundreds of flying elves not far behind them.

So, migration...... Is it flying?

In the end, the leader of the swamp king did not ask, but turned around and commanded the clansmen to cooperate with Victor to complete the migration as soon as possible.

Arvada and General Hankoth were in charge of the specific coordination, arranging for Upo to jump on the flying elves of different sizes.

And Victor also came to the leader of the swamp king again, and put the things that had been discussed and played before on the agenda.

"Leader of the Swamp King, after preliminary statistics, I can currently provide the Swamp King clan with 4,000 catties of sea fish for free for 30 days, and we can't do anything else."

"Four thousand pounds!"

The Swamp King's leader struggled to widen its small, round black eyes, but seemed to feel that it shouldn't be so gaffe, and then withdrew his expression.

But in Victor's eyes, the Swamp King is just ...... Stunned.

Too little dislike?

"Wave! Wave! ”

But the Swamp King nodded violently, and then looked around, as if looking for something.

"Bobo ......"

The Swamp King smashed his mouth and pointed to his flat belly, the meaning was very obvious.

What about fish?

"When the migration is complete, they will be empty, and the fish you want will be delivered."

Victor pointed to the busy elves, the Swamp King and Ubo, who were lining up in an orderly manner, sitting in a row on the back of the flying elves.

At this moment, the leader of the swamp king was not embarrassed to urge anything.

800 elves are not a few, but only 10 swamp kings, and the rest are Ubo, and one Muk bird can barely carry two Ubo.

Not to mention the huge giant winged flying fish, there are not one or twenty Ubo on their backs, and they are embarrassed to say that they have evolved.

Victor quickly took his leave, boarded his giant winged flying fish, and flew to the front to take the lead.

Under the silent gaze of the Marsh King clan, 800 of their kindred clan rose into the air and then gradually disappeared in front of their eyes.

The leader of the swamp king was a little stunned, and among his more than 2,500 clansmen, 800 was only equivalent to one-third of the number.

Looking back, how do you feel as if you have been deceived by 800 people before you get anything?

Human Lord, it's not so bad, is it?

The leader of the Swamp King suddenly felt a little worried in his heart, and suddenly wanted to go to the new habitat to have a look.

At the same time, the three Victors led hundreds of flying elves straight to the reef shallow area south of Lakeside Town.

Upo and the Marsh King shrank on the backs of the flying elves, having spent most of their lives underwater since they were born, never expecting to be able to fly into the air one day.

And so high!

The three marsh kings who were temporarily appointed sat on the three Muk eagles.

Single-seater, or Muk Eagle as a mount, this treatment is definitely the best.

But looking at the Ubos tightly huddled together on the backs of the giant winged flying fish, the three swamp kings suddenly felt that they should be the happiest to shrink in the middle of the Ubo, right?

Soon, though, the flight was over.

If you walk, Ubo may not be able to reach it for three or two days, but flying in the air is so fast, looking at the endless sea, no matter how timid Ubo is, he can't help but lose his eyes at this time.

This...... Is it their new home?

How is it so much bigger than the two lakes mentioned earlier?

Hundreds of elves landed on the beach, and without Victor's command, the Marsh King and Upo rushed to the sea.

This water ...... Salty?

But it doesn't matter, they are water elves who are like fake ones, and this small environmental change can't affect them.

Ubo, who had the most joy, was the first to rush into the sea.

As soon as it entered the sea, a small grouper stood in front of it in a daze, as if it was frightened and did not move.

Food!

Ubo suddenly rushed over, nimbled the little grouper, and swallowed it in three or two bites.

Such a scene does not stop happening after Ubo and they enter the sea, and they have become completely addicted to enjoying the feast.

Victor was standing on the shore and was not in a hurry.

Promised to provide food during the migration, isn't that?