Dingwei area, Sea Nest No. 3.
There are five sea nests in this area, headed by Sea Nest No. 3.
The person who personally built this sea nest is the current leader of the sea tribe in the Dingwei area, the king-level white elephant king of the sea tribe.
When he took over the Dingwei area, the ratio of sea nests to floating islands was two to three. Under his leadership, two floating islands of the human race were destroyed, and the number of sea nests increased from two to five.
Most of the war situations in the major regions of the entire Mysterious Realm change at any time like this.
The human race and the sea race each have their own heroes, and they are also enemies of each other.
It has to be said that the floating island where Ding Jingshan sits is extremely tenacious. When he built the third sea nest, he had already destroyed two floating islands, and was about to completely turn the Dingwei area into the sphere of influence of the sea tribe. At this time, Ding Jingshan came. Like a nail, it was driven in here hard and never moved again.
Although the opponent did not have the power to fight back, he still failed to destroy the last floating island. Over the years, the Sea Nest City has been built from three to five, and his power has continued to expand, but the floating island where Ding Jingshan sits is still as solid as a rock.
At the beginning, he still had the obsession to completely wipe out the Dingwei area, but later he gradually stopped making such plans. It's not that there's really nothing he can do against Ding Jingshan, who is in the presence of a god, but it's that he is not willing to spend too much money to eliminate this last floating island. It is difficult to proportion the gain to the effort.
Moreover, once this floating island is destroyed, the human race will inevitably increase its troops in the Dingwei area in order to regain its influence. He may not be as comfortable as he is now.
As his power expanded, he became more and more aware that controlling an entire area in the Mysterious World was already the limit of his current cultivation. To control a larger battlefield, you have to advance to the True King level.
It would be better to maintain this situation. With five sea nests suppressing a floating island, the human monks would be completely at a disadvantage in this area and would only suffer serious blood loss.
He wants to manage the Dingwei area into an area where the Sea Clan has an absolute advantage and can continue to cause the greatest damage to the Human Race.
Over time, the Dingwei area became somewhat famous in the sea.
It is the duty of the Sea Clan to come to the Mysterious Realm to fight, and no one can be exempted from it. Many powerful people would choose to first let their descendants come to Dingwei area for training, where the Sea Clan has an advantage.
This kind of friendship makes the White Elephant King's life more and more comfortable. It seems that if I hang around for a few more decades, I will have enough qualifications to even advance to the True King level.
It is said that the mysterious world is more dangerous than the sea. Only by breaking into the real world can you live a life of gods.
But in the eyes of the White Elephant King, the Lost World is much more comfortable than the Canghai! As for the days of the gods, now is the day of the gods.
As long as a large-scale war does not start, his life in the Dingwei area will be very comfortable, and he will receive a large amount of Mystic Crystal every day.
Ding Jingshan could only hide on the island, fearing that one day he would come out and be surrounded and killed by him and his subordinates.
The children under his command also have enough advantages in the wilderness and are constantly harvesting the lives of human monks. There really is not much to worry about.
So when the accident happened, he was in a daze.
"You mean, Yu Wangu is dead?"
He asked the young sea tribe in front of him.
Six commander-level sea tribesmen died in the battle at the same time, but he only asked Yu Wangu.
The descendant of a true king, a descendant who inherited the gift of magical powers, died in the wild.
And that one is not just an ordinary True King, that is the Blood King!
Although they are both so-called "kings", the one who crushed him to death didn't even need to put in any effort.
The tall and fat White Elephant King was sitting on a large tusk chair. Kneeling in front of him were three young sea tribesmen, two men and one woman.
The male Sea Tribe kneeling at the front is named Shui Yingrong. He is a tall, thin guy with a pointed face and deep eyes.
His true form as the Lord of the Sea has a head like an eagle and a tail like a dragon and snake, with six wings and eight legs, which is quite extraordinary.
He was also the one who was killed by Jiang Wang in the battle.
He is also a descendant of the true king, and his bloodline is quite noble. It's just that the true king is not as good as the blood king, and he is not as good as Yu Wangu. For the development of innate magical powers, it is far behind.
"Yes." Shui Yingrong said.
The White Elephant King's palm was very large. He used this very large palm to wipe his face, showing that he was not in a happy mood.
"I'm very curious. In this Dingwei area, where our sea warriors run rampant. Your combat team dispatched nine commander-level troops. How did you manage to come back with only three left?"
He grinned, revealing teeth as white as snow: "Are you going to surround Ding Jingshan?"
Shui Yingrong lowered his head deeply. Although he was also a descendant of the True King, he was not as valued as Yu Wangu. If the White Elephant King really wanted to anger him...he couldn't bear it.
"Despicable and incompetent," was all he could say.
The two sea tribesmen behind him were comrades from the same team who had escaped with him, and their performance at this moment was even worse than his. They were all lying on the ground, trembling all over.
They don't have a true king ancestor.
The White Elephant King took a deep breath and suppressed his anger and said, "Tell me what happened."
Fighting in the mysterious world, life and death are commonplace. Even if the opponent is the heir of the Blood King, if he dies in battle, it can only be said that his skills are inferior to others, and it is difficult to blame him.
But the problem is that not long ago, he accepted a gift from the Blood King's men and agreed to take care of Yu Wangu.
Yuwangu died today!
What would the Blood King think?
Could it be that he doesn’t take the Blood King seriously, and is even...slapping the Blood King in the face?
With the Blood King's temperament...he didn't even dare to think deeply about it.
Fear made his anger boil even more.
Shui Yingrong didn't dare to raise his head, so he just knelt there and recounted the entire battle.
If his True King Ancestor were here, he might have to hide the truth about his last-minute escape, but when he faced the White Elephant King, he didn't dare to tell a lie.
Because even if he dared to lie, the two guys behind him would definitely not have the guts.
A circle cannot go round.
He can only try to exaggerate the strength of his opponent on a real basis to justify his escape.
This is not called running away from the battlefield. I have put in my best efforts, but I am really no match. In order to preserve my strength, I have to escape.
If people lose their land, everyone will gain it. If the land is saved and people are lost, both people and land will be lost.
This sentence of the human race makes sense!
The White Elephant King listened quietly, but there was no anger in his voice, and it was terrifyingly calm: "You mean, that's just a monk in the magical inner palace? You nine commander-level warriors from the sea tribe besieged a magical inner palace. In the end, six monks were killed and three escaped?"
Shui Yingrong was frightened and ashamed. If he tried to defend himself, he could only swallow it in his stomach. It was really hard for him to say it, but he was very sure that if he had not run away at that time, he would have died there!
That human boy...that human boy is so scary!
"You really surprised me." The White Elephant King grinned.
Shui Yingrong gritted his teeth, and finally just said: "That guy must be the peerless genius of the human race! He is an existence that can be compared with Master Jiaoming! It is not because my subordinates are timid, but my subordinates and brothers have tried their best. Those six Mingpaoze’s death in battle is proof!”
"Jiao Ming is a peerless genius who will definitely become the emperor. Do you think that human monk can compare with him? Shui Yingrong, can you take responsibility for what you said?"
Shui Yingrong knocked his head heavily on the ground: "I really believe that even if it's not as good as it is, it's not too far behind!"
The White Elephant King showed his fingers and probed his head, as if he wanted to take it off, but finally took it back.
"Trash!" he cursed.
