On the overseas archipelago, the seabed between the three main islands, is located in the sea area of ​​Naspura.

Naspura is built on the flat ground on the seabed, using granite mined under the seabed as building material.

The layout of the houses in the city is circularly distributed. The higher the inside, the higher the height of the buildings. Due to the age of time, most houses are covered with dark green seaweed, and it is no longer possible to see what the houses were like when they were built.

There is only the towering stone tower in the center of the city. The stone tower is conical, with clean and tidy surfaces and emits a faint wave of magic.

This is the residence of Naspura's master, Rak, the sea-summoner, and the "Master Tower" of the legendary Fishman Mage.

However, no matter which plane standard is used, this stone tower is far from meeting the standards of the Mage Tower. At best, it can only be considered a luxury residence that enchants the cleaning technique.

This is because the Rak Sea-Summoner did not have technical information related to building the Mage Tower, so he could only make a tall tower of its own shape to serve as a storefront.

Although the Mage Tower is almost an empty shell in terms of enchantment, the guards in it are extremely good. All the mutant fishmen patrolling have advanced strength.

With the powerful strength of his legendary wizard and a large number of mutated minions under his command, the transcendent Lak Sea-Summoner ruled Naspura and all surrounding waters.

The fishman in the city is either the subordinate of the sea-calling man or its preparatory experimental products.

Although the sea-calling man has always been known for his cruelty, it provides a safe living environment for fish people who are in danger.

Naspura has become a holy place in the hearts of the overseas archipelago, until the emergence of the White Scale City, which replaced its position.

In the Naspura Council Hall, Rakgao sat on the colorful coral throne, listening to the quarrels of his subordinates below.

"That damn white-skinned lizard! Dare to offend our great masters! We must give them a little color."

"Yes! Enter the White Scale City and trample on the White Fort, let the world know that only the great sea caller is the real master of the overseas archipelago!"

"Catch those damn fishman traitors! As slaves to Naspura!"

"Catch the white-skinned lizard alive, cut off its wings, and pull the cart for all the great co-lords of the fishman!"

“….”

The subordinate's indignation and flattery made the Claw Lak very useful. It squinted its eyes and leaned comfortably on the Coral Throne.

But the scattered flattery did not make Triple Claw Lak lose his mind. In fact, it was just enjoying the pleasure of being praised and was not interested in the essence of the subordinate's words.

Because, it is a tyrant of the fishman, a dictator - the transcendal Lak Sea-calling, and it never believes only in its own judgment.

In the mind of the legendary mage of Fishman, he thought about the feasible plan to attack White Fort.

First, the fishman in White Scale City is no less than Naspura, and the White Dragon is another mage dragon. Who knows how many magic traps it has laid in its lair, just like itself.

When judging others by oneself, Crane Claw Lak felt a little headache, but White Fort must be beaten, otherwise it would be difficult to sleep or eat when thinking about the growing white dragon.

Suddenly, Rak's heart tightened and felt something.

"stop!"

After stopping the barking of his subordinates, Lak stood up and turned left and right to come to a dark secret room deep in Naspura.

In the center of the secret room is a red and black altar, on which is a terrifying statue of the magic dragon.

Crane Claw Lak bent down and gave a mage ceremony to the statue.

"Emporter, I have completed the tasks you have assigned. You can send someone to pick up the things at any time."

In the darkness, a low echoing voice sounded: "You did a good job, but I didn't come for it."

Triple Claw Lak was confused when he heard this, waiting for the following text of the mysterious voice.

"I am here to remind you that in the next period of time, all actions must be cautious and not reveal any of them, especially to take revenge on the white dragon."

"Messenger! Why?!"

"Our preparations are about to be completed. At this time, we must avoid exaggerations. Once the attention of those guys is attracted and the master's plan fails, you are ready to face the master's anger!"

Cross-claw Lak trembled when he thought of a terrifying existence.

“As you wish.”

...

Three months later, the White Dragon's body had already recovered completely. It lay on the Crystal Throne, thinking about the current situation.

For three months, everything within the Baibao sphere of influence has been as usual, and the legendary mage of the Fishman has not been moving for a long time, which makes Bailong wonder.

With the strength of the legendary wizard, there is no reason to be afraid of Baibao. Since he has offended him to death, there is no need to take care of the Nine Eyes Alliance anymore.

But due to insufficient information, even if Bailong wants to break his head, he can't think of a reason why the sea-calling person does not take revenge on Baibao.

"Gurgaru, what do you think?"

Since one of the two strong neighbors in the surrounding area was exterminated by the fishman, the other soldier suffered heavy losses and was seriously injured in his vitality. No one could threaten Baili City, so the mercenary career of the White Fort army was over, and Gurgaru also returned to White Fort.

"Master, I'm also confused, but no matter what the enemy is, as long as we are stronger than them, we will be fearless."

The contemplative Bailong's eyes lit up when he heard this and he thought.

"Well, you're saying it makes sense. I'm just a stubborn person. Instead of guessing the enemy's ideas out of thin air, it's better to show your own strength. As long as you are strong, White Castle will not be afraid of any challenges."

With a decision in his heart, Amos was no longer thinking about it, and stood up and walked out of the hall, with the two-headed ogre chief following closely.

Bailong walked to the edge of the White Fort platform and looked down at the scenery below.

Worried about the attack of the sea-calling master, the White Dragon Lord ordered his family to strengthen their guard.

In the forest, trolls holding maces wandered back and forth, while werewolfs holding bows and crossbows were hiding in every corner.

On the moat, fish people formed a team to patrol back and forth, and there were still unknown how many secret whistles were hidden under the water.

The family residence at the bottom of the White Fort, the elite ogres wearing armor guarded all the intersections and were wary of all the movements around them.

But the most brutal one is the team of spellcasters hidden inside the White Castle. The magical legion with thirty advanced spellcasters as the core and five hundred intermediate spellcasters as the main body is definitely the strongest force under Bailong.

Faced with such a large number of magical legions, even legendary wizards have to consider it.

Amos looked at the powerful guardian power of White Castle and felt very proud, because most of these professions were trained by White Castle themselves.

"Gurgaru, let's continue to inform you, and the alert level will be reduced by one level."
Chapter completed!