White Dragon Lord

　　Amos raised his head when he heard the words, and found that the sea in front of him was dyed an abnormal light red.

　　 blood? !

　　 Two white dragons flapped their wings, separated from the murloc army, and flew to the strange sea. The white dragon smelled a **** smell from a long distance away, and it was confirmed that it was blood that dyed the red waves.

　　 Bailong descended from the flying height and closely observed the sea.

　　 Felicia sniffed: "This smell! Murloc?!"

　　 Amos looked solemn, and said: "The blood is mixed with a faint fishy smell, yes! It's a murloc!"

　　 Felicia took a breath: "Can dye such a large area of ​​the sea red! How many murlocs will die!"

The two white dragons raised their heads and looked up, the sea in front was stained red with blood, and the faint **** waves could not be seen at a glance, exuding a **** breath, indescribable weirdness and horror, the timid people see this scene , Absolutely can't sleep at night.

　　 Amos closed his eyes, as if he heard the weeping of the dead, they were crying about the executioner's atrocities.

who is it? Kill them!

　　 Al Bloodwave?

Faced with such a scene, Amos thought of the legendary name, but soon, it overthrew his own guess, even with the strength of the legendary level of El Bloodwave, it could not do it, and slaughtered so many in the sea. Murloc.

　　 Although the legendary melee professional has outstanding combat power, when he is exhausted, if he does not escape, he can drown him or die from exhaustion with only 50,000 murlocs.

　　 Besides, why should the murlocs smash with him? Can't you dive and escape if you can't beat them!

　　 As far as Amos knows, the only one nearby that has the strength to do this is probably the only sea giant tribe that has been inherited for tens of thousands of years.

　　 But why do they do this? Is it just worried that the murlocs will expose their whereabouts?

　　 Amos is not a god, I can’t guess it.

　　 But Amos had a hunch that this trip to the black water would probably lead to nothing, but it was already here, so there is no reason to let it go.

　　 After a while, the old blind waited for the murloc army to rush over, and the murlocs were more sensitive to the blood of their compatriots than Bailong.

　　 "This! This is!"

　　 The people whispered to each other, and the army rioted.

　　 The White Dragon Lord slowly lifted off: "Quiet!"

　　 The fish people heard the voice of the White Dragon Lord, and they were silent, looking up at the white dragon in the sky.

　　 Amos pointed to the sea of ​​blood: "Although, I don't know what's going on! But we can't back down because of this. The whole team is more vigilant and moves on."

　　 The fishmen meticulously implemented the master's order, and the marching horn sounded again.

　　 The fish people drove their mounts into the sea of ​​blood. The mounts and pets felt the **** breath and became very excited. The fish people quickly calmed down.

　　 Soon, under the comfort of the murloc tide hunter, the battle pet calmed down again, and the team marched silently in a sea of ​​blood.

　　 Amos withdrew from the state of contemplation and broke the calm by speaking.

　　 "Old blind! Send out scouts to find out whether the recorded murloc tribe is still around."

"Yes!"

　　 The White Dragon Lord’s orders were passed down layer by layer, and murlocs continued to ride the fastest swordfish, leaving the team to perform tasks, and murlocs continued to return.

　　 Along the way, the feedback from the scouts made Amos more solemn. The murloc tribe originally recorded on the Baibao exploration map all went to the empty space.

　　 Amos looked at the sea of ​​blood below, and these missing murlocs might be more horrible.

　　……

　　 In the evening, the setting sun on the horizon is like blood, and the sea of ​​blood is reflected more and more red, and the army of Bailin City has drawn a solitary mark on the sea of ​​blood.

　　 The white dragon in the sky looked around, but did not find any seabirds or fish, as if these natural elves also felt the strange atmosphere and hid.

　　 After several hours of long journey, the Whitescale City army is finally about to reach the Heishui tribe.

　　 Now that the Heishui tribe has appeared at the end of Bailong's field of vision, Amos and Felicia can't wait to leave the team and fly to the Heishui tribe to find the answer.

　　 In the sky, Amos saw the tragedy of the Heishui tribe and was silent.

　　 Compared with the Bailin City, which is dominated by the will of the White Dragon Lord, the Heishui tribe is more like a traditional murloc city.

This large-scale murloc settlement was established in the shallows. The fish craftsmen used logs as the foundation to build dense thatched murloc huts of various sizes on the sea. The eaves of the huts are tied with twine ropes and the twine ropes are hung. Decorative objects such as conch and shells, under the blow of the sea breeze, make a crisp sound like a wind chime.

　　 But the original sweet and crisp sound, in this case, is like the grievance of a ghost.

There are densely packed murloc corpses in the Heishui tribe. The corpses are distributed in a circular shape. The more to the center, the higher the accumulation of corpses. The most central part does not even exceed the roof, and blood flows from the wounds of at least 200,000 corpses, and The seawater mixes into viscous blood plasma, which continues to spread to the surrounding sea.

　　 Felicia flew around the corpse pile in a low tone: "There are still altars and divine power remaining in the center. This is a prepared sacrifice!"

Only then did Amos discover that there was a broken altar at the center of the corpse pile. The sacrificers acted in a hurry and only ruined the altar that had lost its use value. He didn't even cover up the footprints around the altar, or was too lazy to cover up. .

　　 Felicia: "It's a giant of the sea!"

　　 Amos nodded silently ~www.novelmt.com~ and fell on the edge of the Heishui tribe to observe the corpse.

　　 "The death time did not exceed three days. The sea giant rushed into Whitescale City and the time we spent on the road. It took almost a day and a half. It seems that when the statue was robbed by you, the sea giant had already begun to prepare for this sacrifice."

　　 The White Dragon Lord feels very tricky, the enemy is more decisive and cruel than he thought!

　　 After waiting for a while, the murloc army arrived.

　　 "Old blind! Look for any clues."

　　 Even if he knew that the hope was slim, Amos couldn't help but try to see if the enemy had a hundred secrets, leaving any valuable clues.

　　 Felicia added: "If there is no clue, just take the valuables away. We can't come here in vain."

"Yes!"

　　 The old blind eye quickly reacted, facing the stunned murloc army, waved: "Search everything abnormal!"

Soon, the murloc army dispersed, and Lao Blind jumped over the corpse pile with some of his hands and ran towards the center of the Heishui tribe. The murloc huts in that area were much larger than those in other places, and he knew at a glance. It is the residence of Heishui nobles.

　　 After a long while, Lao Blind came back with a shell in his hand. The shell was filled with magic pearls. Lao Blind handed the pearl over and stood aside without any words.

　　 Amos looked up at the dim sky: "Let's go! This matter is beyond our ability."

　　 The old blind was about to greet the murlocs to retreat. Suddenly, the surrounding pets commotion, and immediately calm down.

　　 Amos flew into the sky instantly: "Who!"

　　 A black scale murloc emerged from the battle pet group. The murloc took the initiative to surface and stroked his chest with one hand: "White Scale City Night Watchman——Face Darkscale, I have seen the master!"