Lantiste.
In a hall filled with huge stone pillars, a mermaid in armor looked at the black-robed high priest standing in front of the crystal ball and said respectfully: "High Priest, the migration of border residents has begun, but the underground castle can only accommodate residents of the capital. , I’m afraid it would be difficult for an ordinary small town’s underground castle to survive this Netherworld whirlwind. Do we need to report this matter?”
"Has the number of nether sharks been confirmed this time?" the high priest asked while looking at the crystal ball.
"According to reports from the front line, there have been five giant ghost cyclones, about a hundred large hurricanes, and about 800 small and medium-sized hurricanes this time. It is an unprecedented ghost hurricane frenzy." The mermaid's voice was full of emotion. Deep despair.
The Nether Cyclone was the most powerful opponent that Llantist had to face after its sinking. At the beginning, the mermaids were helpless against the indestructible cyclone and became food for the Nether Shark.
Fortunately, with the gathering of priests and kings, Lantiste rebuilt again, and the murlocs began to deal with the Nether Hurricane with scale and strategy.
But every year, when the Nether Shark appears, Landist still has to pay a heavy price to survive this month of darkness.
After a month, the Nether Shark will leave, disappear into the vast sea, and then reappear a year later.
This cycle has been going on for thousands of years.
In the history of Lantis, there have been several periods when the number of ghost cyclones increased dramatically.
Three hundred years ago, three giant ghost sharks led hundreds of large, medium and small ghost sharks to invade. The dungeon of the Lantiste capital city was breached. The high priest and the eldest prince of the empire were killed in the battle, and the casualties of ordinary fish were countless. number.
And this time, the number of ghost sharks is even greater than the most tragic time in history.
Although Landiste has dozens of level 10 warriors headed by the high priest, as well as hundreds of thousands of mermaid warriors, facing the hurricane that is immune to magic damage, all he can feel is despair.
"No, let them all move back to the capital." The crystal ball in the hand of the high priest lit up with a trace of blue light, and a picture of a simple underwater town appeared on the surface of the crystal ball. "What the Nether Shark likes most is to clean them one by one. In small towns, there are too many ghost sharks this time, and no small town can survive for a month."
"But High Priest, if all the fish tribe members move into the capital, the capital will directly face this Nether Cyclone. With the number and strength of this Nether Cyclone, we have no way to keep them out of the capital. Once the capital is broken, Lantiste may be completely destroyed because of this." The mermaid looked at the high priest and shook his head.
"Even if we let them all stay outside, with the intensity of this Netherworld craze, the capital will still be destroyed." The high priest slowly raised his head, a ray of light fell on his face with deep wrinkles, and his gray-white eyes were full of helplessness.
"High Priest..."
The high priest interrupted the mermaid's words and said calmly: "Pass the order, first-level order, all mermaids withdraw into the capital and prepare for battle. The situation of the Netherworld Shark is also reported, and the whole people are mobilized. In order to survive this Netherworld craze, To survive, every mermaid must do something."
"Yes." The mermaid responded loudly with a stern expression, then turned around and left quickly.
"God, you gave us instructions, but you didn't tell us how to live. As your loyal believer, please save Lantiste..."
The chants of the high priest echoed in the hall.
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The town of Freire.
As a border town northwest of Landiste, you can clearly see the arc-shaped jet black barrier when you look up. It is heavy in the sky, as if it will fall down at any time.
It is still 350 kilometers away from the barrier boundary and is home to a small fish called 'Crescent Moon Fish'.
This is a fish that is only about the size of a thumb. In its transparent body, there is a bright yellow glowing bone like a small crescent moon in its head, hence its name.
This is one of the favorite foods of the nobles in Lantiste's capital. The price is not particularly high, but in Lantiste, where resources are scarce, it is enough for many mermaids to gather here to make a living by catching crescent fish.
"Dur, pull the net quickly! I've driven a lot of crescent fish here!" A thin mermaid girl came chasing a group of shiny crescent fish.
An equally thin young mermaid swam out from behind a big rock, then swung out the fishing net in his hand, and suddenly accelerated towards the direction of the fish, catching all the little crescent fish that had not had time to turn.
"So many! That's great!" The mermaid girl stepped forward and shouted in surprise when she saw at least hundreds of little crescent fish in the fishing net, her eyes shining brightly.
"It's just this little, do you need to be so happy? Later I will take you out to catch big fish, one of which is worth a hundred of these small fish." The young man known as Duer glanced at him with some disdain. He glanced at the small fish in the fishing net and looked up at the black barrier in the sky, "I want this day..."
The girl grabbed the fishing net and curled her lips and said: "This day has not only covered your eyes, but also the big fish. Let's just catch the crescent fish honestly. As long as we catch 5,000, Butler Uncle Si will take us to the capital, so we don’t have to stay here.”
Speaking of the capital, the girl's eyes lit up.
I heard that it was a metropolis that was a hundred times or a thousand times more prosperous than Forel!
She couldn't imagine how prosperous it was. The largest place she had been to was Block City, which was about three hundred miles away from River. In previous years, when the terrible Nether Hurricane came, people from Freir would go to Block City to escape.
Thinking of the netherworld hurricane, the girl's face turned pale. Eight years ago, their parents died in the mouth of a giant shark in that hurricane. She couldn't help but grab the young man's sleeve and said: "Dur, Uncle Butler is like this That’s what you said?”
"Yes, the fat man has already promised us." Duer nodded and curled his lips in displeasure: "How much is the travel fee to the capital? This fat man wants five thousand small crescent fish from us, and he can earn at least half of it."
"It doesn't matter, as long as we can enter the capital, then we don't have to worry about the ghost hurricane." A smile appeared on the girl's face.
Looking at the smile on the girl's face, Duer's expression gradually cooled down. He looked back at the dark distance and clenched his fists, "Sooner or later I will kill those who smashed them, for sure."
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"Okay, I've almost brought the grill, condiments, and ingredients. It should be enough for cooking seafood." Mag checked the kitchen tool box and nodded. When he turned around, he saw a small mountain on his back from upstairs. Gina fell down like a mud shell.
"Are you planning to bring some souvenirs home?"
