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Although everyone who stayed in Nanhai Town knew that a big war was about to break out, the growing strength still gave the townspeople and the defenders a lot of confidence.

Especially this morning, the Naga, who once dominated the entire coastline to the east of the town, all came to the beach to receive a lecture from the old female Naga who wore the Hundred-Handed Death Insignia.

No one could understand the Naga language, which did not prevent them from seeing the red-fin Naga themselves wearing a pair of special scale armor shoulder armor, on which the mark representing Duke Marcus's status as a private soldier was quite eye-catching.

"Oh, worthy of Aquaman. The Storm soldiers and civilians all said so.

At this time, Duke was waiting for the tide to ebb.

Originally, Duke wanted to run early in the morning to clean up the shitty fishman prophet, but was told that the guy was on an island off the southwest coast of Nanhai Town.

It was a troublesome place, with a lot of reefs, and even a sampan boat could easily get out of luck. If you want to go by, the best way is to wait for the low tide and pass directly on the exposed beach.

If it's Duke, then Duke will take Naga over directly. It's a pity that there is a dead brain like General Simos by his side, so he can only wait until the low tide near noon.

Soon it was close to noon, and Duke and his party waited until the tide was low, and crossed the rocky shore to an unnamed island.

"Hell, there are so many fishmen. ”

There are fish-people in the sea, fish-people on the shore, and fish-people on the shore.

On weekdays, even on the beach, the fish-people running around in the waves now feel denser than the poor fish in a can of sardines, like a bunch of ants huddled together. It's not like you can't get a pin, but at least you can't get a sampan and drive in.

There were scales everywhere, huge fish-like bodies, big eyes, and ridiculous hands and feet that were disproportionate.

People with dense phobias are definitely not suitable to see this scene.

The arrival of Duke and his entourage caused a commotion.

Vala tried to use Naga intimidation to take control of the fishmen, but Vala failed once again. Though they were scared and cowered, they never really retreated, or bowed to Vala.

General Simos's scalp tingled: "Lord Duke, I know that the fish-people have a very important place in your defense plan, but I still strongly recommend that you evacuate first, we should gather more troops to control this situation, such as the arrival of the Stormwind Kingdom Navy." ”

Before the formal transfer of command, the former Bloodsail battleship anchored off the coast of Nanhai Town was still under Duke's command. Seamus is absolutely right from a reliable point of view.

Duke didn't want to do that.

He controls the fish-people by means of immature coercion and coaxing, which is tyranny to put it mildly. Once the coercion based on horror lore is broken, Duke will never want to control these fish-men again.

Even though the fish-people are all scumbags, a large number of them is still useful.

For example, the last time 50,000 elite soldiers were transported away by ice boats, and there were no fishmen to pull the boats, did they still let the soldiers soak their lower bodies in the water and kick the water?

"Hmph!" Duke snorted coldly, and the arcane circuit in his body suddenly accelerated, and it was clear that the mid-October midday sun was still very fierce, and under Duke's terrifying magical power, the temperature around him dropped sharply.

"Beep--" A series of explosions rang out, and at a distance of 100 meters in front of Duke to the shore of the island, an icy road emitting an icy glow was taking shape.

The fish screamed in horror and spread out to the left and right, lest they be blocked by the cold, and they instinctively sensed the danger.

In just a few seconds, a 5-meter-wide and 100-meter-long ice avenue reflecting the bright sunlight appeared in front of everyone.

"Quack, oh, oh, (Aquaman is here)!" the fishmen screamed. Cowering to make way for a wider passage.

"Tom, you get a little back. Duke commanded softly, and then proudly made up for the cold-smelling avenue of kings.

On the left is the Angry Scaled Naga priest Vala with a long sword.

On the right is Sephiris, a spine-spine-naga priest with a spear in his hand.

Originally, the Naga priests were the highest among the Naga, but now the Naga priests of the two clans surrounded Duke like kings serving the world, which made the fishmen who had not been under Duke's command even more frightened.

The old blind man and the fishspear, the two fish-man leaders from the western wilderness, seemed to feel that something was wrong, and the two guys actually crawled over and fell to their knees trembling on both sides of the ice road.

"Get out!" Duke snorted, and the arcane blast was released left and right at the same time, knocking the two weak-willed guys into vomiting blood and flying out.

But...... The two guys seemed to realize that Duke was stronger, and despite the injuries, they came over again, kneeling a little farther away.

"Go back and pack you up. Duke said in Fishman language.

Come to the center of the island.

Duke heard a voice with a mysterious rhythm.

"Quack, oh, oh, oh, (Fish-people are a great race)-"

Duke was annoyed to listen to it, so he simply let the system filter it and translate it directly.

Thousands of fishmen below bowed in unison: "The oracle prophet is right-"

"The fish-people are only subject to the true king of the sea, and all creatures that do not belong to the sea are not worthy to be the rulers of the fish-people. ”

Thousands of fishmen knelt down again: "The oracle prophet is right—"

At this time, at the highest point of the island, standing on top of a huge pink clam shell, holding a staff holding a green crystal ball like a dragon's claw, and a large amount of water elements wrapped in his right hand, a strange fishman pointed the staff at Duke who showed the hands of 72 mages.

"So, this human ......"

"Ho!?" Duke sneered, the system had completely locked on the so-called prophet who had betrayed the fishmen who had bewitched him.

The level of this prophet is very good, as a fish-man, especially in this fish-man race with low intelligence, it is definitely a miracle that such a fish-man wise man with the peak strength of a sky mage can be born.

However, the Sky Mage or something is definitely not enough to look at in front of Duke!

Whatever the reason, as long as this fish-man prophet speaks against his Duke's rule, then even if he kills all the fish-people here, Duke will never be merciful.

At this moment, Duke's magic circuit had been circulating at full speed, all the spatial channels connecting the elemental realm had been opened, and all the elements in the surrounding atmosphere had already crawled at Duke's feet, ready to be at Duke's disposal.

At this very moment, the tongue of the fish-man prophet seemed to be stuck.

"What am I as a human?" Duke sneered, in his eyes, the Fish-Man Prophet was already a dead fish.

Suddenly, the fish-man prophet who claimed to be an oracle widened his yellow eyes and pointed at Duke.

"Yes, that's right! He is the immortal king who will lead us to dominate the coast and make the fish-people even greater!"

The fishmen below bowed down to Duke together, and Tsunami Mountain shouted in unison, "The prophet is right!

"Hah, shrimp!?" (To be continued.) )