"Prophet, how long will it take now?"

"There are too few sacrifices! It will take eight hours to gather the energy of the opening channel!"

The leader of the sea giant was silent, it was unimaginable.

"Child, pray."

Upon hearing this, the leader of the sea giant joined the ranks of prayer and injected the power of faith into the statue with his tribe members, providing some energy that is better than nothing.

...

On the other hand, Felicia lay on her back on the sea in depressed manner and chatted with her brother beside her: "Amos, what do you think those sea giants are doing to hold magic rituals?"

Amos was burying his head in the sea water bored, spreading his nostrils and blowing bubbles. When he heard his sister's question without any nutrition, he raised his head: "I took a quick look and saw them praying around the altar, and there was a prophet in charge."

Felicia: "Emm..., this is too general, that's right, the magic rituals in the world all look similar."

Amos: "The source of energy in the magic ritual is the kind of statue you seized last time. Do you have any ideas about the mysterious energy on it?"

When Felicia heard this, she was also confused: "I have never seen this kind of energy, but it seems that there is a breath of the power of faith, but it is not pure. It's really strange that there is energy that is not recorded in the world in the inheritance of the dragon."

Amos pinched his chin: "It should be a mix of energy, using the power of faith as the adhesive, mix different energy together in different proportions to form strange energy with different functions..."

Felicia was stunned after hearing this, and asked in surprise: "It's really the power of faith! But, Amos, how do you know about faith knowledge that I, a genuine priest, don't know?"

Amos said with an unknown pronunciation: "You know, the mage is always very knowledgeable."

Amos did not tell his sister that this was the extra dragon inheritance of the Ancestral Dragon. It was not that they did not trust their younger siblings, but that they did not have any benefits to knowing this matter. Moreover, the fewer people know about this, the better.

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

Felicia didn't delve into the previous question, she yawned, turned over, and rested her chin on the sea.

"Who knows, but although Elena is not usually in tune with the rules, she is still quite reliable in business."

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

Amos raised his head and met Felicia who also received the message. The two dragons looked at each other and nodded.

"The whole army is ready!"

Woo! Woo! Woo! Woo!

The trumpet of the expedition rang again.

"gather!"

"Find your position and stand in line!"

A fish official saw an ordinary soldier still taking advantage of the last moment to feed his beloved mount and scolded: "Soldier! Return to the team quickly!"

After a busy and chaotic procession, the fishman army was assembled.

The White Dragon Lord flew into the sky and looked at the neatly lined up below: "Set out!"

The faint clouds covered the bright moon in the sky, and the hazy moonlight sprinkled on the sea, illuminating the arc-shaped water marks that the army drew, like a dream.

A quarter of an hour later, the army of Bailin City came to the underwater trench. In the sea, fish people surrounded the white dragons and protected them in the center. Various sea beasts around them continued to parade.

The white dragon looked into the trench, and through the flashing bright light of the magic fog, the magic ceremony continued. It seemed that the sea giant did not intend to come out to pick up the customers.

"Old blind, let the tide hunter command the Eighth Snapper's Turtle Legion to open the way! All Megdolar Legion are ready to attack at any time!"

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

Each ten battle pets are a small team, three teams are a squadron, ten teams are a large team, and ten teams are a large team.

The White Dragon Lord then ordered: "Old Jimmy, the mage army is ready to jointly cast spells to break the fog!"

"Bucky Dark Scale, split the manpower to protect the mage team, and the elite troops are ready to enter the battle at any time."

As the orders of the White Dragon Lord were conveyed, the gears of the war beast of the White Scale City Army were running.

The first attack was the Wannian Pioneer - the strong defense and numerous snapping turtles. The tide hunters issued instructions to direct thousands of snapping turtles to rush towards the trench together.

Behind the fog, the sea giants who were defending with advantageous conditions discovered that within their own field of vision were densely filled with snapping turtles, shooting out the tide spears in their hands.

The tide spear violates physics. In the sea water with resistance, the speed not only does not decrease, but increases a little.

After the Tide Spear poked the front row of snapping turtles, it continued to pierce the snapping turtles behind it. A Tide Spear often connects and kills three or four snapping turtles before it can run out of energy.

But the number of sea giants was too small. The remaining army of snapping turtle rushed into the magic fog, but could only wander around in the fog. The snapping turtle was too weak and trapped by the fog's own confusing ability.

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

The leader of the sea giant had no choice but to do anything: "Hurry! Retreat! Protect the Prophet!"

On the trench, more than 200 middle-level casters of fishman spell casters work together to cast large-scale war magic.

Great vortex technique!

A huge vortex with a power comparable to that of master-level magic was formed in the trench. The snapping turtle felt the restless energy around it and quickly brought its head and limbs into the turtle shell.

The sea water rotates like a high-speed washing machine. The snapping turtle kept hitting the surrounding stone walls with the rotating sea water. The hard turtle shell smashed the rocks on the stone walls and gravel splashed.

The sea water rolled up the snapping turtle and the broken stones and kept rubbing against the stone wall, quickly rubbing a layer of skin off the stone wall. The foundation of the Soul-Sinking Mist Magic Array arranged in the stone wall was destroyed, the fog dissipated, and the army of Bailin City opened up a new situation.

But the vortex continued, looking at the vortex like a meat grinder, Amos had to wait patiently.

The vortex gradually slowed down, and the rotating snapping turtles and stones began to slowly fall towards the bottom of the trench under the action of gravity.

Only then did Amos see the situation at the bottom of the trench. The sea giants used their talent to control the sea water to push the sea water away, forming a waterless space, protecting the altar and the old prophet on the bottom of the sea.

The falling stones and the snapping turtle that were unknown to life and death were removed by the sea giants and piled up around the sea giants' team.

"Legion of Mages! Prepare for the Second War Magic."

"Megalodon, attack!"

Led by a head leader of a 10-meter-long megatonous shark, the average length of megatonous sharks rushed up to the bottom of the sea. Their bodies swung, and their streamlined heads broke through the water flow and moved forward rapidly. The dense triangular sharp teeth in their mouths flashed with cold light.

The sea giants looked at the Megalodon legion that covered the sky and the sun, and their scalps were numb.
Chapter completed!