Hiding her body under a coral reef, she found her body trembling uncontrollably, and she ripped off her golden half-body armor, and the blood that flowed from the wound spread out in the sea, attracting several small sharks to prowl over the reef.

A layer of ointment was applied to the wound on the arm, and the wound quickly stopped bleeding.

It's just that one arm and three ribs should be fractured, and the broken ribs were reset by Zerina, and the broken arm bone was not so easy to reset.

For the first time, she felt so close to death.

If she hadn't twisted her body at the most critical moment and avoided the vital point in her chest, the small silver hammer might have smashed a bloody hole in her chest.

A beam of holy light directly dispelled the 'Six-Star Stone Prison', which made Jie Zena not expect it at all......

Even though it was night, she could see clearly that it was a human priest who had rescued the Naga mage at the edge of the jungle.

Thinking of this, Zerzana couldn't help but squint her eyes.

The human priest in the demonic pattern had a thick sacred prayer in one hand and a scepter in the other.

"Ahh

She opened her mouth and screamed.

The fish around the coral reef group were so shocked that the fish scattered one after another, and the few sharks wandering overhead fled without a trace in an instant......

A group of fish-man spirits fled back to the reef in panic.

Zerzena brought nearly 200 fish-man spirits with her at night, and only ordinary fish-man spirits fled back to the coral reefs.

She arranged the fish-people around the reef beach in the hope that they would be able to detect the danger that was approaching in time.

Apparently she was overestimating the capabilities of this group of fishmen......

……

Miss Tiffany's face is pale, which is the most common condition after mana is depleted, and in more severe cases, it can cause vomiting, nausea, dizziness, shock, etc.

Half-lying on the beach, she pulled out a light blue psychic potion from her belt and poured it into her mouth.

Roy dragged the Book of Judgment and ran over, and was relieved to find that Miss Tiffany had no injuries on her body, and asked Miss Tiffany:

"Tiffany, how are you feeling?"

Miss Tiffany waved her hand at Roy:

"I'm okay, it's just that the mana is consumed too much, and I'm a little prostrate, I'll rest here for a while, you go and see the big cat."

Nightblade Leopard was lying on the beach not far away, turning his head to lick the wound on his shoulder.

The spear was still stuck in it, immobilizing it.

Roy walked briskly over.

He first crouched down to make sure that the spear had not injured the Nightblade Leopard's organs, and then directly cut off the handle of the spear.

Presumably hurting the Nightblade Leopard, who turned his head sharply and took Roy's bloodied hand in his mouth, but did not bite it......

Roy looked at the swollen head of the Nightblade Leopard that had been smashed by the shield, and hurriedly used his hand to soothe the somewhat irritable Nightblade Leopard.

Nightblade Leopard's eyes narrowed, as if enjoying Roy's reassurance at this time.

Roy pressed a ball of light to the wound, then tightened his grip on the sharp tip of the spear, and pulled the spear out of the body of the Nightblade Leopard, who jumped up and let out a whimper, but this time did not bite Roy again.

He took out the hemostatic ointment from his magical waist pack, applied it to the wound of the Nightblade Leopard, and bandaged it again.

The Dark Moon Elf warriors killed some fish-man spirits near the sea reef, and then retreated from the shallow waters one after another, standing by Roy's side.

It didn't take long for Vice-Captain Tennison to come out of the sea wet, walk over slowly, and sit on the beach......

"I've heard that the skins on the fish-man spirits can also be dried into magic vellum, why didn't you collect these fish-man skins on the beach?" Miss Tiffany's face regained a little blood, and she walked over to the Nightblade Leopard, helping Roy examine its injuries as she spoke to Roy.

"Uh...... Really, I've never seen fish-man leather in Castleton. Roy asked, somewhat uncertain.

"Well, on our side, there is no magic parchment made of magic antelope skin, almost all of them are magic parchment made of fish-human skin, this kind of magic parchment belongs to the water element affinity, and drawing water magic will increase to a certain extent." Miss Tiffany said.

"Tennison, do you Darkmoon Elves mind skinning these fishmen?" Roy turned to Tennison and asked.

"Don't mind! Most of these Dark Moon Elf warriors used to be jungle hunters, and everyone hunted demonic beasts in the jungle, and they had long been accustomed to peeling their skins and taking magic cores. Tennison said calmly.

"Then try to peel some to dry, if this kind of fish-man leather has a market, we can also count as making ......"

Roy said to Tennison.

"Did you hear that, hurry up and act!"

Vice Captain Tennison immediately commanded several Darkmoon Elf warriors beside him.

……

The barracks were at least two kilometres from the north coast and were separated by a dense jungle.

But even so, Miss Tiffany did not choose to stay in the camp, but rested on the beach for a while, and then stepped into the sea.

"There's a fish-man spirit everywhere around here, Tiffany, be careful!"

Seeing that Miss Tiffany insisted on living in the sea, Roy could only remind him seriously.

"Roy, have you forgotten that I'm a Naga? How could they threaten me......"

With that, Miss Tiffany leaped forward and plunged into the sea with a pop, leaving only a shallow layer of spray on the surface.

Roy returns to camp with the Nightblade Leopard.

Vice-Captain Tennison also returned to the camp with nearly seventy fish-man skins, which smelled very fishy, and Vice-Captain Tennison hung these fish skins in the corner of the camp to dry.

Some of the Darkmoon Elf warriors also ran out of their tents to help.

……

The Griffin Cavalry Regiment is not based in the jungle camp, they usually live in a camp on the top of a hill cliff.

A large amount of supplies brought by the mine guards were also hoarded in the camp here, and hundreds of griffons were squatting on wooden boxes to rest.

The camp was crowded with griffons and cavalry.

These griffon cavalry are half-blood elves who came out of the Gulf of the Sun Island with the village chief of Tiprado, and they have the skills of animal tamers to domesticate griffons into companions.

Kaka and Eugene also stood in the crowd.

At present, the griffin cavalry regiment has grown to more than 700 griffin cavalry, which accounts for almost 60% of the total number of griffin trainers in Sun Island Bay.

Everyone sat together, and the atmosphere was a little dreary.

The chief of the village of Tiprado, as the commander of the griffin cavalry regiment, stood in the middle of the crowd and first quieted everyone before saying:

"Now I don't need to say it, everyone knows that it's a group of krakens hiding behind the fish-man spirits, and that makes sense...... Why are there always some compatriots in the villages who have disappeared for no reason? ”

"For so many years, we haven't even found a kraken hiding in the bay of Sun Island, hey!"

The village chief of Tiprado sighed, and then said:

"The mine guards can't always stay in the bay of Sun Island like this, and there are more than 10,000 headhunters and prisoners of war on the Pagisto Plateau who need to be watched."

"I had planned to accomplish my initial strategic purpose as long as the Mine Guards were able to push back the Fishmen spirits and stop the Fishmen's expansion into the jungles on the North Coast."

"But Boss Roy wants to do it once and for all, he wants to build a harbor dock on the north coast, and then build a group of sea ships, and then attack Sun Island, and completely drive these krakens and fishmen out of Sun Island Bay."

"That's ...... Of course, it can prevent future troubles, but the cost of the Mine Guard Corps may never be imagined......"

"Actually, we only need this area along the north coast and offshore, and we don't need the Sun Island at all."

"So I'm going to make a proposal to Boss Roy tomorrow that we can have a negotiation with those Krakens, and if they can give up the North Coast, we're willing to stop fighting."

"I called everyone here tonight to hear everyone's opinions......

The camp had become very quiet, except for the occasional cry of a griffon near the wooden box.

"Commander Tiprado, we have no opinion, if we can negotiate peace, as long as we don't invade each other, that's okay......"

Some of the half-blood elves stood up to take a stand.

"Yes, as long as these fishmen can get out of the north coast, we can go to the beach to fish and live a more comfortable life!"

"It's just ......"

The village chief of Tiprado was relieved to see that everyone had expressed their positions, and no half-blood elves had come forward to raise objections: "Then it's decided, I'll go to Boss Roy tomorrow morning to talk about this matter, so that the war in Sun Island Bay can end as soon as possible." ”

Every additional day that the Mine Guards are stationed in Sun Island Bay, the camp is consuming a lot of supplies.

Watching the steady flow of goods and resources from the Padesto plateau and the city of Padesto, the village chief of Tiprado suddenly realized how expensive it was to start a war.

In fact, he also hopes to drive all the fish-man spirits out of Sun Island Bay, but now it seems that in order to do this, Boss Roy will probably have to build a fleet in Sun Island Bay.

This is also the reason why the village chief of Tiprado hesitated to propose peace talks.

……

The village chief of Tiprado, Kaka and Eugene walked into the jungle camp early in the morning and found Roy, who had just crawled out of the tent.

Roy was looking for a place to see where the harbor was to be built, which needed to find a deep water area close to the shore, preferably with a wide and unobstructed natural waterway, and at least for the three-masted galleons to dock.

"Hey, why did you guys come here so early?" Roy stood outside the tent and looked at Kaka.

"Roy, the village chief of Tiprado wants to have a good talk with you!" Kaka walked over to Roy and said.

"Yes, you can tell me any questions." Roy asked the three of them to sit down, and there was an open-air conference table outside his tent, around which several people sat down.

The chief of the village of Tiprado immediately spoke his mind.

Roy was also well aware of the fears of the village chief of Tiprado, the longer this matter dragged on, the greater the cost of the war, and the deeper the hatred accumulated between the two sides......

"Do you really want to negotiate with them?" Roy asked, staring at the village chief of Tiprado.

The village chief of Tiprado nodded slightly and said, "The resources here are abundant, we only need the living space from the northern jungle to the north coast, and we can live well!" ”

Roy said he understood, then smiled again and said, "Since we are here this time, it is impossible to have such a small benefit, but ...... It is indeed possible to talk to them. ”

"I'd love to get in touch with each other, too."

Roy brought Miss Tiffany to the Partington Plane, originally intending to make contact with these fishmen.

……

Since he wanted to negotiate with the fish-men, Roy asked Miss Tiffany to write a letter in Naga script to the leader of the Siren on the other side.

This letter is very, very short, and there is only one sentence on the letter, which roughly means: Now that the war situation in Sun Island Bay has reached a stalemate, do you have any ideas for peace talks?

In order to be seen by the Kraken leader, Roy asked Miss Tiffany to write five letters in one go, and then stuffed them into the bodies of each of the five fish-man spirits and asked them to take them back.

The Siren Commander Lattimore was in the cave of Sun Island, looking at the letterhead in his hand like a note, and his face became more and more cloudy......

Standing at the entrance of the cave, she stared at the Kraken Commander Lattimore, whose body was so thin that he was barely a skeleton, and he didn't know how long he could hold out in order to suppress the injuries on his body in recent years.

However, Zhu Zena didn't dare to guess, the bones of the last random guess of the kraken leader were still soaking in the pools of the cave.

The reason why the other Kraken leaders were able to gain Lattimore's trust was not because of their outstanding strength, but because they were stupid but absolutely loyal.

"What are you going to do, Commander?" Zhu Zena waited for a long time, and finally couldn't help but ask.

"Talk to the half-blood elves first and see what they can ask for." Commander Lattimore spoke in a hoarse voice, presumably with muscles around his throat atrophiing.

"Yes, Lord Archon!" Zerzana didn't even dare to make eye contact with his lifeless eyes.

"Go back and agree on a place for peace talks with the other side first, and I'll let Captain Staven ......be in charge of negotiating with them," Commander Lattimore said this, and immediately poured a night's thick green potion into his stomach.

The bowl of potion seemed to have a miraculous effect, and as soon as he drank it, Lattimore's body was like a long-dried riverbed that had been hydrated, and his body quickly filled.

The blood vessels between the arms and neck became visible, and the originally dry skin began to shine......

Commander Lattimore let out a sigh of relief, the bowl of potion had greatly relieved his physical symptoms, but he didn't seem to dare to look at the bowl full of green juice......

"Jie Zena, if you have contact with that group of half-blood elves in the early stage, I have to ask you to follow up first."

Rattimore's eyes brightened, and he leaned in front of Zerzena, his gaze greedily looking at Zerna's flawless white jade face.

"Yes, Lord Archon!"

Quietly moving her body back, she replied cautiously.

(End of chapter)