The fishman prince was chased all the way, and the fish tail behind him was chopped off by a fishman soldier. The soldier was still from this city-state of Zet Island.

Faced with the betrayal and hurt of his own people, the high-ranking fish prince rolled and crawled forward screaming.

"Catch him. If he doesn't die, we will die."

"As long as we catch him and dedicate it to His Majesty the King of Ski Island, we will survive and receive honor and status."

Some old fried dough sticks on Zet's side stared at the Fishman Prince.

These old fried dough sticks were previously scattered in the army and had no loyalty.

Now that the situation is reversed, they betrayed the city-state without any hesitation.

They greedily surrounded the Prince of Fishman, and wanted to capture him and offer it to the king of Ski Island to end the war.

The fishman prince looked at them in despair.

"I can give you money. As long as you can protect me from leaving here, I will give you a lot of treasures."

The old guys didn't believe this at all, so they raised their swords and rushed towards him.

At this moment, a dark blue current suddenly flowed in the surrounding air. The current moved around like a snake a few times, and then the current passed through all the soldiers near the Fishman Prince.

Just this time, I saw dozens of old fried dough fishmen directly turned into roasted fish, and the meat was completely old.

The fishman prince stood there, staring blankly around.

He was filled with horror, because why suddenly, all the fishmen surrounding him died?

What happened just now?

He felt a powerful grip on his waist and back, and then the fishman prince screamed and was swallowed by a cloud of fog. The next moment, his eyes turned black and he left the battlefield and appeared on the deck of the keel fishing boat.

A bunch of strange beings appeared and loomed in the fog.

“Where is this!”

The fishman prince screamed. "Who are you!"

He looked up and saw the first thing he saw was the green-skinned orcs, screaming: "Green Demon God! You are all green demon God!"

"What do you want to do? Let me leave here."

Captain Joseph snorted coldly and walked up to him with a cold look, "Give me a little quiet. If you make such a big fuss, I will throw you off the boat and let you return to the battlefield."

The spirit cat simultaneously translated Joseph's meaning, and imitated the orc's tone, imitating vividly.

The fishman prince was so scared that he was trembling and no longer dared to make a sound.

And he found that all the fish fighting on the battlefield were ignored by all the fish on the ship, as if they could not see anyone on the ship.

Thinking of the time when he discovered this ship, he had not seen anyone on the ship.

This strange thing shocked the Fishman Prince inexplicably and fell into fear of the unknown.

Are these existences in front of you the owner of this ship that uses gold and silver as scraps?!

It must be.

How could he be so stupid that he dared to take these ships of existence!

Bashir walked over and just glanced at him. All the wounds on the fishman prince were healed automatically. Although the broken tail did not grow again, the bleeding and pain had stopped.

In fact, Bashir can already cast the advanced druid spell [Wild Growth], which can rebirth the broken limbs.

But this is not necessary.

After all, being in someone else's territory now saves a little mana.

The fishman prince had never seen such a beautiful creature, with glimmers all over their bodies and majesty and mystery.

Everything loses its color in the face of these existences.

They just took a look and all the injuries on his body were recovered. Isn’t this more reliable than the gods on the island?

A thought flashed through the head of the fishman prince. In the face of these existences, he felt ashamed of himself, so he turned his head and bowed.

"god!"

The spirit cat walked elegantly, and it showed a look of surprise.

It thought about it and cunningly changed the vocabulary corresponding to God in the Fishman's Words to the King in the Elite Language.

Although this translation is not accurate, as a kind translator, it automatically changes the meaning of the fishman intimately.

When the elves heard the saying "king" and looked at each other a few times.

But I didn't care too much about this.

Of course, if they know the true meaning of the fishman, they will inevitably be extremely angry.

Bashir walked to the fishman prince. "We saved you from the battlefield."

"Stranger fishman."

The spirit cat translated Bashir's words simultaneously.

The fishman prince knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Bashir, Captain Joseph and others to thank him.

Bashir said: "Stranger fishman, we are from a distant country. Your men attacked my friend's fleet. My friends wanted to ask you for an explanation. But they did not expect that after we arrived on your island, our country would be destroyed."

The fishman prince lowered his head and shivered.

"But we may be able to talk about whether you can be loyal to the orcs and us at the same time if... we and the orcs restored their country for you."

Bashir looked at Captain Joseph, who nodded.

At first, the orcs' purpose was only to explore the coordinates and intelligence of the Fish Islands, but after they met the orc mercenaries here, their purpose changed.

Orc sailors were eager to know why orc mercenaries were here.

For this reason, they also want to find a place to stay here, so supporting a puppet fishman king regime is a good choice.

Moreover, if they really do this, when they return to the orc kingdom, they will undoubtedly become heroes of the entire kingdom!

When the fishman prince heard the spirit cat say that these gods wanted to help him restore the country, hope appeared in his eyes, who was in extreme sorrow and despair.

The fishman prince immediately lay on the ground and said to the spirit cat: "I am willing to serve God and the Green Demon God forever."

The cat's eyes turned around and turned to Bashir without any pressure and said, "This fishman said he was willing to be loyal to the Elf King and the Orc King forever."

Bashir nodded and smiled a little.

The orc sailors were disdainful, thinking that the fishman was too weak and did not deserve allegiance to them.

Bashir said to the fishman prince: "If we help you restore your country, you must believe in [the Spirit of Creation] and push down all false beliefs on your island. Your country must always be loyal to the elves and orcs, otherwise we will destroy you in an instant."

The spirit cat faithfully ‘translated’ Bashir’s words.

It has reached this point, as a translation cat of "kindness".

It directly translates the Creation Spirit into the God of God, and then the elves are secondary gods, and the status of the orcs is between two. The spirit cat translates the orcs into the evil god in the quackman's words. This word often refers to powerful enemies.

Because the gods in the fishman's words come from powerful enemies, the spirit cats probably counted all the alien creatures that have defeated them as their gods.

The fishman prince immediately agreed.

He was grateful and had a sense of salvation. The fishman prince asked Bashir to give him a new name and ask God to give him a glorious name.

Bashir thought about it and gave him an elf-like name.

"You're called Dimistokli."

Bashir looked at Captain Joseph. "I'll ask you to attack the enemy's main army, break up their formation, and destroy their momentum. We will use spells to support you."

"If possible, I hope you can persuade those orc mercenaries to join us."

"Dimestokly, wait for my instructions. When I order you to get off the boat, you will get off the boat, gather your remaining troops and counterattack the enemy."

The Fishman Prince was a little unaccustomed to the name Mistockley. He was stunned for a moment, and then he realized and kowtowed to express his obedience.

Dimistokely ~
Chapter completed!