"The Snow Mountain Temple has no four seasons, only eternal winter, as well as long extreme nights and extreme days. Whenever the aurora comes, we will pray to the water dragon under the leadership of the temple's chief witch..."

Dolores is a lively and cheerful witch, and soon became familiar with Talos.

When night fell and the two of them were eating grilled fish caught from the sea, Dolores had become friends with Talos, explaining some interesting stories about the Snowland Naga and the Snow Mountain Temple.

Most of the time, Dolores was talking, and Talos was listening while eating grilled fish.

My mother was right, it was indeed a wonderful journey.

Talos lay comfortably on the deck, touched and swallowed the seven grilled fish without a trace of bulging belly, and gently shook his tail.

The sea breeze blows from a distance, and a faint moonlight pours down from the sky, and the sound of waves rising and falling in the distance. When you look up a little, you can see the shimmering sea surface under the moonlight in the distance. Everything seems extremely quiet and beautiful.

Unfortunately, this calm was quickly broken by a fearful call for help: "Help--"

Talos and Dolores looked at each other, quickly got up from the deck, and looked in the direction where the sound came.

It was a fishman. Even with a big mouth covered with fine teeth, Batalus could find two different expressions of fear and surprise on the fish's head. The former was because of the danger he encountered, and the latter was because he found that the target of help was Naga, the mortal enemy of the fishman.

Obviously, no matter which one can make his already extremely bad situation more difficult. It is undoubtedly appropriate to describe it as having a wolf in front and a tiger in the back.

Puff!

A spear pierced his chest as soon as the fishman had just floated to the sea and saw Talos and the others, and blood flowed down, spreading a touch of red in the sea.

"Corps...fresh corpse..."

The murderer was also a fishman, muttering words of unknown meaning in his mouth, and he pulled the spear out of the corpse neatly. His two round and large eyes, which were covered with a hint of red light, stared at Talos and Dolores, and then rushed towards them.

"Disgusting stuff."

Dolores snorted coldly, pointed the staff in his hand at the sea surface, and the sea water swelled, and several streams of water splashed up.

The crystal clear water flow turned into six frozen arrows in an instant. With two puffs, the fishman's throat and chest were penetrated, and he could not die again.

"Strangely, this is an area close to the polar regions, the sea water is colder, and few other sea tribes live here."

Naga and the Fishman, the two largest groups of the sea tribes, usually live in the Naga Kingdom and the United Kingdom of Mermaids and Fishman. The former is in the central ocean and the latter is in the western ocean. It rarely migrates to other seas to live.

The ocean is much wider than the land, there are more species of marine monsters and magical creatures, and a large part of them live in groups, and living in isolation is a very dangerous thing.

"I'm a little strange, too." Dolores pointed to the corpse of the fishman and said, "Look, the light gray scales, there are seven fins on the back, and they are not connected together. This is the characteristic of the cold-resistant white fishman among the fishman. As for why it appears - oh, it seems that we can ignore this issue for the time being."

Before Dolores could finish his words, a group of white fish men floated up from the bottom of the sea, holding spears or long swords in their hands. The eyes as big as light bulbs flashed with red fierce light, and the number was about thirty. Without saying a word, they rushed towards the ship of the Naga Witch.

"Human Sea Tactics?" Dolores chuckled, as if mocking the stupidity of the White Fish people, "That also requires a certain amount of strength to support it."

The Naga Witch raised the staff high and waved it gently twice, summoning the power belonging to the water dragon Waltessa.

call--

A cold wind that could be observed by the naked eye and mixed with snowflakes suddenly blew from a distance, and the sea water rippled and condensed into ice. The fishmen who rushed in the front were soon flooded by the cold wind.

Under the action of the Naga witch magic, the body of the fishman who could not dodge was immediately stiff and was frozen into several pieces of ice, floating on the sea.

"I've got six!" Dolores said to Talos as he continued to attack, "In our Iceland, who often kills the most enemies. This is a way to prove his own strength. Will you do this?"

“There has never been this tradition.”

Talos said as he jumped into the sea from the boat, the frost steel scimitar was unsheathed, and the left and right intersected, a hideous fish head soared into the sky and then landed heavily on the sea.

One, Talos counted silently.

With the buoyancy of the sea water, Talos easily turned around, poured his strength into his thick tail of eight feet long, and aimed at the three fishmen rushing from the left to sweep.

Battle expertise, violent tail strike!

The bloodline power of the ancient Cang Whale in the Netherworld gives Talos a stronger power than ordinary Naga. In addition, the combat expertise that he finally learned during this period of time, although it is not as good as Leonhard's tail to kill a high-level swordsman that day, it is more than enough to deal with three fishmen with only the first-level strength.

Bang!

The three fishmen were immediately pulled out. At the same time, two cold lights drew a curve in the air, and finally stayed on the chests of the two fishmen. It was the frost steel scimitar that was taken out of the space ring by Talos and thrown out.

Three!

Talos leaned forward, his tail swam out a series of S-shaped lines in the sea, advancing quickly in the sea, and rushed into the place where the three fishmen just fell in a charge.

Fighting expertise, charge hard!

Charge was originally aimed at knights with mounts, but when Nagas were fighting in the waters, the huge size and fast enough to allow Talos to burst out terrible power in an instant, which can be seen from the fishman who was knocked over by him.

As he was about to rush into the fish crowd, the hilts of the two frost steel scimitars in Talos's hand were connected together, forming a double-headed knife with a length of ten feet, and the attack range was immediately extended.

A fishman was knocked out and made a sound of bone breaking. He waved his two-headed knife and slashed heavily on the fishman's chest. The blade on the other side cut the other fishman over.

Five!

In a blink of an eye, Talos rushed to the last fish man who had just survived, and another fish head flew up.

Six!

Retracting the two scimitars that had been thrown out, Talos stood with his sword, and his tail swung heavily at the sea surface, splashing a wave to block the fishman's vision, and he rushed forward.

Eight!

A minute later, Talos plunged into the sea and allowed the sea water to wash away the blood of the fishman stained on him. Behind him, was he killed by the Dolores spell or the fishman chopped over by Talos?

"Seventeen!" Talos climbed onto the boat, pointed to the white fish man's body on the sea and said to Dolores.

Talos just counted that the opponent's record was sixteen.

The Naga Witch felt that she had been deceived greatly, and at the same time she was a little amused: "You have said that you have not counted how many enemies you have defeated."

"Obviously I'm learning very fast, why don't I follow such a good tradition?"

"It's done a great job, what else can I say besides this?"

Dolores smiled, ready to say something, suddenly noticed something approaching, so he turned his attention to the sea again.

Talos also discovered an abnormality on the sea surface. He saw a white fish man who didn't know where he was hiding just now, saying the same words as the first white fish man, and tied the bodies of other white fish man together with a kind of tough seaweed.

"Corps...fresh corpse..."

The white fish man plunged into the sea and left with ten corpses.

"What is he doing?" Talos asked in confusion.

"I don't know, it seems like I'm collecting corpses, but it's definitely not restraining them and returning to burial." Dolores shook his head, "But then again, these fishmen seem to be controlled by some kind of spiritual faction spell and have lost their minds."

"From their abnormal eyes, it is. My intuition tells me that the whitefish man will come back and take the rest of the body away, well...for some abnormal purpose."

Talos and Dolores looked at each other and saw curiosity in each other's eyes.

So, instead of continuing to sail the boat, the two stayed in place and hid with the help of Dolores' spell.

Sure enough, about half an hour later, the white fish man came back, and two other fish man were following behind him. They skillfully tied the bodies that were flushed by the sea and sneaked into the sea and disappeared.

"Let's go and check it out, I have a feeling that they are actually doing something evil."

Dolores murmured to the Dragon of Water twice, and a huge bubble wrapped the two of them.

The bubbles that Talos, who was not sure what should be called, successfully allowed their figures to disappear from the sea water and enter a special invisible state, and successfully followed the three white fish men and dived into the seabed.

About fifteen minutes later, a building appeared in Talos's sight, and a group of white fish men were busy.

"There is a white fish tribe here, I never knew."

"Be careful that their eyes are all abnormal red."

Continuing to move forward, Talos was surprised to find that white fish people were dragging their bodies back from all directions, some of whom were of the same race, some were humans, some were marine monsters or simply some larger fish.

All signs indicate that this group of abnormal white fish people are working very hard to collect the bodies from various places and bring them back here.

"Do we still have to keep track of it?" Talos asked.

"Of course!" Dolores waved his arm, "Whether it is to satisfy my curiosity or punish disrespectful people who may have blasphemed the body, it is a prerequisite to continue stalking."
Chapter completed!