White Dragon Lord

　　 "Prophet, how long will it take now?"

　　 "There are too few sacrifices! It will take eight hours for the statues of the ancestors to gather the energy to open the passage!"

　　 The leader of the sea giant was silent, it was beyond imagination.

　　 "Child, pray."

　　 The leader of the sea giant heard the words, joined the ranks of prayer, and together with his tribe, injected the power of faith into the statue, providing a little energy that is better than nothing.

　　……

　　 On the other side, Felicia lay depressed on her back on the sea, chatting with her brother on the side: "Amos, what do you think those sea giants do for magic rituals?"

Amos was burying his head in the sea boredly, opening his nostrils and blowing bubbles. He heard his sister questioning without nutrition, and raised his head: "I took a quick look and saw them praying around the altar, and there was a prophet standing there. Host."

　　 Felicia: "emmm..., this is too general, but it's also true, the magic rituals under the world look similar."

　　 Amos: "However, the energy source of the magic ritual is the statue you captured last time. Do you have any thoughts on the mysterious energy above?"

Felicia heard the words and was equally puzzled: "I have never seen this kind of energy, but it seems to have the power of faith in it, but it is not pure. It is really strange. There are still dragons in the world that have not been recorded. energy."

　　 Amos pinched his chin: "It should be mixed energy. Use the power of faith as the binder to mix different energies in different proportions to form strange energy with different effects..."

　　 Felicia was taken aback, and asked in surprise, "It's really the power of faith! But, Amos, how do you know the knowledge of faith that the real priest doesn't know?"

　　 Amos muttered in an unknown voice: "You know, the mage is always very knowledgeable."

　　 Amos did not tell his sister that this is the inheritance of dragons from the ancestor dragon. It is not that they do not trust their younger brothers and sisters, but that it is no good for them to know this. Moreover, the less people who know this kind of thing, the better.

　　The White Dragon Lord quickly changed the subject: "You said, can Elena find reinforcements?"

　　 Felicia didn't delve into the last question, raised her head and yawned, turned over, and put her chin on the sea.

　　 "Who knows, but although Elena doesn't pay attention, she is still quite reliable in business."

　　 Amos was about to speak when he suddenly received a message from Willy. The message was very short, but it conveyed an important message-they were on their way with reinforcements.

　　 Amos raised his head to meet Felicia who had also received the message, and the two dragons looked at each other and nodded.

　　 "The whole army is ready!"

　　 woo! Ooh! Ooh!

　　 The horn of expedition sounded again.

　　 "Assemble!"

　　 "Find your place and stand in line!"

　　 A fisherman saw an ordinary soldier still feeding his beloved mount at the last moment, and yelled: "Soldiers! Hurry back to the team!"

　　 After a rush, the murloc army is assembled.

　　 The White Dragon Lord flew into the sky and looked at the neatly lined up murloc phalanx: "Go!"

　　 The faint cloud covers the bright moon in the sky, and the hazy moonlight shines on the sea, illuminating the arc-shaped water marks drawn by the army, like a dream.

　　 A quarter of an hour later, the army of Bailincheng came to the location of the underwater trench. In the sea, fish people surrounded the white dragon and protected it in the center. Various sea beasts around it continued to parade.

　　 Bailong looked into the trench, through the glare of the magic mist, the magic ritual was still going on, it seemed that the sea giant did not plan to come out to pick up guests.

　　 "Old blind, let the tide hunters command the Eighth Snapping Turtle Legion to clear the way! All Megalodon Legions, be ready to attack at any time!"

　　 In Bailin City, the number of battle pets is increasing. In order to facilitate management, the battle pets are organized into a complete organization according to the number.

　　 Every ten battle pets are a small team, three teams are a squadron, ten teams are a large team, and the ten teams are a battle pet corps.

　　The White Dragon Lord then ordered: "Old Jimmy, the Mage Legion is preparing to cast spells together to break the fog!"

　　 "Buggy Darkscale, separate the manpower to protect the mage team, the elite troops are ready to fight at any time."

　　As the White Dragon Lord’s order was communicated, the gears of the Whitescale City Army, a behemoth of war, started running.

　　 The first to attack was the Vanguard of Ten Thousand Years-a defensive, large number of snapping turtles. The tide hunters gave orders to direct thousands of snapping turtles to rush into the trench together.

　　 Behind the fog, the sea giant, who took advantage of the favorable location to defend, discovered that in his field of vision, there were densely packed snapping turtles, and one after another shot the tide spears in his hand.

　　 The Tide Spear violated physics. In the sea with resistance, the speed not only did not decrease, but increased by a few points.

　　 After the tide spear pierced the snapping turtles in the front row, it continued to pierce the snapping turtles behind. A tidal spear would often kill three or four snapping turtles together before the energy was exhausted.

　　 But the number of sea giants is too small. The remaining army of snapping turtles rushed into the magic mist, but they could only wander around in the mist. The snapping turtles were too weak and trapped by the mist’s inherent ability to deceive.

　　 However, the sea giants were totally unhappy, because their vision was completely blocked, and then, violent magic waves came from outside the sea.

　　The leader of the sea giant was helpless: "Quick! Retreat! Protect the Prophet!"

　　 On the trench, more than two hundred murloc spellcasters above the intermediate level~www.novelmt.com~ worked together to display large-scale war magic.

　　 Great Vortex Technique!

　　 A huge vortex comparable to master magic was formed in the trench. The snapping turtle felt the restless energy around it, and quickly received its head and limbs into the turtle shell.

　　 The sea water spins like a washing machine running at high speed. With the spinning sea water, the snapping turtle keeps hitting the surrounding rock walls. The hard turtle shell smashes the rocks on the rock wall, and the rubble splashes.

The snapping turtle and the broken stones were constantly rubbing the stone wall with the sea water, and quickly wiped away a layer of skin. The foundation of the immersed fog array in the stone wall was destroyed, the fog dissipated, and the white scale city army opened. New situation.

　　 But the vortex was still going on, looking at the vortex like a meat grinder, Amos had to wait patiently.

　　The vortex gradually slowed down, and the spinning snapping turtle and rocks began to slowly fall towards the bottom of the trench under the action of gravity.

　　Amos was able to see the bottom of the trench. The sea giants used their talents to control the sea to push the sea away together to form a water-free space, protecting the altar and the old prophet on the seabed.

　　 The falling stones and the snapping turtles that do not know the life or death were moved away by the sea giant with air, and piled up around the sea giant team.

　　 "Mage Legion! Prepare for the second war magic."

　　 "Megatooth shark, attack!"

Led by a ten-meter-long megalodon leader, the megalodon legion with an average length of eight meters swarmed up to the bottom of the sea. Their bodies swayed, their streamlined heads broke through the water, and they moved forward at high speed, with dense triangles in their mouths. The teeth shone with cold light.

　　The sea giants looked at the megalodon legion that covered the sky, their scalp numb.

　　The leader of the sea giant condensed a tidal spear and yelled at the tribe: "Ready to fight!"