The fish people kept moving the corpses of the frozen ferocious beasts to designated islands, and were centrally processed by professionals, dividing valuable parts, and transporting them back to the White Fort for the next step of processing.

Every time a batch of goods is shipped, professional statistics will record the type and approximate value of the goods, and organize them into a page of paper, and finally submit them to the White Dragon Lord.

The White Dragon Lord looked at the numbers recorded on the list and felt happy.

Although all the most precious parts of the ferocious beast were taken away by the legendary powerhouse themselves, the remaining part was not low. Moreover, as the dimensional bags of the legendary pros became more and more full, the more parts they gave up, so that someone began to clean up the items they had collected before and make room for more precious wealth.

These days, the white dragon who has been picking up bargains has made a lot of money.

But in Bailong's mind, the gold coins he harvested were still secondary. The most important thing was that this action was greatly reduced, and the time for White Fort to clear out the threats in the wild.

The overseas archipelago is vast and it is impossible for the White Dragons to do everything themselves, so the main force to clear the threat is the army of monsters. Now, the army of monsters that are killed by clearing out the threats in the wild every year accounts for 70% of the total number of soldiers killed.

This time, Bailong summoned all the White Fort's sphere of influence, whether it was a professional military mage or a low-level spell caster scattered among the people. In addition to searching for the enemy, there was another purpose to follow the east wind of the parliament, clear the threats from all over the islands overseas, and pave the way for future power expansion.

The greatest value of a piece of land has never been the top extraordinary creatures living on the land, but the land itself, various minerals buried deep under the land, and magical materials that grow on the land, which are necessary resources for the development of each force.

Because, only by a continuous supply of resources can soldiers equip better weapons, and mages have enough magic materials to conduct experiments, make their own strength stronger, and then occupy a broader territory, obtain more resources, and form a virtuous cycle.

Now, every time the fishman team clears an island, it will bring more benefits to White Fort. For the sake of White Fort's future path, White Dragon hopes that Christina will be exposed later.

...

A certain plane.

There are no clouds or sun in the sky, only various energy that constantly pours in or flows out of the void. Various energy is intertwined, emitting dazzling light like an aurora, colorful light, rendering the entire sky like a dream.

The aurora shines on the earth, but it does not bring any beautiful colors to the earth, because the earth is deserted and has no trace of life, only weathered reddish-brown rocks and a layer of red dust.

Christina lay in the red dust and rested her head on a rock full of cracks, looking worried.

A human wearing a demonic emblem hangs his hands down, his whole body is shrouded in a red and black hooded cloak, standing quietly beside the normal golden dragon.

After a long time, Jinlong sighed.

"How is the situation in the outside world?"

The cloaked man's voice was emotionally unsatisfactory, hoarse and low, as if his vocal cords were destroyed.

"According to the news from the eyeliner, the parliament mobilized all the mages in White Castle to search for our traces. The exposure of this sub-plane is probably only a matter of time."

The fishman mage suddenly flashed and appeared beside the golden dragon.

"Damn it! If I had known this, I should have killed it when I was in Bailey City!"

The Golden Dragon ignored the complaints of the sea caller.

"Don't you stay in the base to monitor progress? What's wrong with you?"

"Sir, the living environment of this sub-plane is really too bad. Many people have begun to have adverse reactions. I am afraid that the enemy cannot attack us, so we will be done first."

Most subplane laws are incomplete and have various disadvantages, which are not suitable for living organisms.

The semi-plane where the Golden Dragon is located is ordinary, but it has a small area (relatively speaking) and has no biological or water sources. The survival of important personnel who retreat to the sub-plane all rely on food and fresh water stored in advance.

However, living in this environment for a long time, there will be various problems with the physical functions of organisms. Strong individuals can naturally bear it. Those with weak strength will be protected by the protection of the magic array in the base, and there will be no problem in a short period of time.

Now, after living in the secondary plane for more than a month, what Jin Long is most worried about finally happened.

"How is the preparation for summoning the master to come?"

The fishman mage gritted his teeth and replied: "The portal has been almost built, but the energy is far from enough. The council's reaction is too fast. Many of our things have not been able to transport them here. Now we cannot go out, which is equivalent to falling into a vicious cycle."

Jinlong buried his head and pondered for a while, and ordered: "Notify and prepare for the summoning ceremony."

The Fishman Master was anxious: "But we were not prepared enough. If we forcefully summoned, it is very likely that the plan would fail completely due to insufficient energy supply! We can look in this plane to see if we can find alternative energy!"

"There is no time left, sacrifice all the weak. It is their honor to be able to dedicate oneself to the great master."

The golden dragon raised his head and looked at the dazzling aurora above his head. His tone was plain, as if he said something insignificant.

The legendary mage of the fishman was cold, and these madmen even had to massacre and sacrifice their own people. Looking at the expressions of humans on the side, they still felt that this was natural.

After the caller left, the golden dragon spoke to the human being next to him.

"Bithal Reno, I have foreseeed the result of this action. Before the ceremony begins, you can find an opportunity to leave on your own."

The Fallen—Renault Albert!

Just as White Dragon chose Philea Oliver as his spy in Bailey City, Golden Dragon also found Renault Albert as his spokesperson in the human world.

However, later, the silver dragon Boliya was able to go all the way and found that something was wrong. In order to prevent the organization's goals from being exposed, Renault Aberle slaughtered his family and completely threw himself into the arms of the Demon Church.

After thinking for a while, Renault Aberle leaned over to salute the Golden Dragon, and then turned and left. He held an important position within the Demon Church and could play a greater role in living.

Christina stood up, walked towards the base, and passed through the heavily guarded tunnel, the Golden Dragon came to a huge underground space.
Chapter completed!