"It doesn't matter." He comforted the purple-scaled murloc in turn, "I have played my role."

"The matter is done."

"Originally, I wanted to stay here for a while and buy you some time."

"But you are right. After I am in such a state, it will only increase the enemy's record, and it will not play the role of delaying time."

"When we enter the sea, I will use my last bit of mana to cast a spell, disguise your aura, and separate from you."

"good luck!"

The purple-scaled fishman opened his mouth, but in the end he said nothing and just nodded.

Hai Ping's body was found much earlier than they expected.

Because of this, wet hair is not directly sacrificed.

The purple-scaled murloc respected and admired Shifa. When she heard that Shifa wanted to keep it off, she persuaded him. In fact, she wanted to save Shifa's life as much as possible.

Now that he was about to enter the sea, Shifa took the initiative to choose another way of sacrifice.

But this time, the purple-scaled murloc did not refuse.

Because both of them received a message from the Naga priest, they knew that the war situation on the island had undergone earth-shaking changes.

The fishmen side has been defeated.

There is not much time left for the two of them to retreat!

When the two came to the end of the secret passage, the purple-scaled murloc quickly cast a spell. The vine branches in front of them slowly spread out, and rolling seawater poured in through the gaps.

As the channel expands, it is quickly filled with sea water.

The purple-scaled murloc, with wet hair, is like a fish in water, diving deep.

The two looked at each other, nodded silently, and gradually moved away.

The purple-scaled murloc dragged Hai Ping's body and continued to dive deep, trying hard to distance himself from the island behind him.

After Shifa swam for a while, he cast a spell directly, disguised the aura of the purple-scaled murloc, and moved away in another direction.

"They have come out and need support!" The Naga priest's eyes flashed.

But she was still entangled in the dim-eyed clone in front of her and couldn't get away.

Hutong's alchemy clone is not afraid of death and is very difficult to deal with.

The Naga Priest also knew that he could not act without permission. If he acted abnormally, he would be indiscriminately bombarded by gold-level magic ships.

The situation was extremely corrupt, and the only thing the Naga priests were thankful for was that in order to protect their own interests, Hutong did not attack gold-level people like them. Several rounds of shelling were based on the starting point of "intercepting treasures and protecting the territory."

Therefore, the Naga priest turned his attention to the old fish-man patriarch.

The old fish-man patriarch suddenly felt something in his heart and understood that the time had come for him to lay down his life.

He sighed deeply and handed the crutch in his hand to the fishman beside him.

This crutch is not only a piece of gold-level equipment, it is also of extraordinary significance.
Chapter completed!