Chapter 230 Shadow
Naspora was built on flat land under the sea, using granite mined from the seabed as building materials.
The houses are arranged in a circle, and the buildings get taller as they go forward. Due to their age, most of the houses are covered in dark green seaweed, so they don't look like they were built for the first time.
The only exception is the tower in the center of the town, which is conical, clean, and exudes weak magical energy.
It is the master of Naspur, the residence of the sea viking Skylark, and the mage tower of the heroic Demon Fish.
However, by any kingdom's standards, this stone tower is far from a mage's tower, at best a luxurious residence with a purifying spell.
This is because the Waiklavak Navigator does not have the technical information to build a mage tower, so it can only make it look like a tower.
Although the tower is almost "zero two zero" empty in terms of spells, its guards are very impressive, and the patrolling mutant fish have also increased in power.
Trans-Clavrakl-Hyvak rules Naspora and all surrounding seas with the power of his heroic mage and his legion of mutant minions.
The fishermen in the town are either the Sea Messenger's subordinates or the experimental subjects he trained.
Although Tsunami is known for his brutality, he creates a safe habitat for fish.
This made Naspra a mecca for all fishermen in the overseas archipelago, until the town of Whitescale appeared in its place.
In Naspra's council chamber, the Cross-clawed Skylark sat on his variegated coral throne, listening to the arguments below.
That damn white-skinned lizard! How dare they insult our great lord! We must give them the treatment they deserve.
Yes! Let us break into the White City, destroy the White Castle, and let the whole world know that only the great Seacaller is the true master of the overseas islands!
Catch these damn traitor fishermen! As slaves to Naspur!
Capture the white-skinned lizards alive, chop off their wings, and raise an army for the great army of all murlocs!
The indignation and the stream of flattery from his men delighted the Cross-collared Skylark, who lay comfortably on the back of his coral throne with squinted eyes.
But the scattered praise did not make the lark lose his mind; in fact, he just enjoyed the praise and was not interested in the substantive content of the subordinate's words.
Because, as a tyrant and dictatorial fish-man, Seagull Called Skylark never trusts his own judgment alone.
In his mind, the fish-man mage hero was thinking about possible plans to attack Baibao.
First of all, there are as many fish in White Castle as Naspur, and Lin Qiu is a dragon mage. Who knows how many spell traps he has set up in the lair, just like himself.
Crossclaurak felt a little headache, but the White Fortress must be defeated, otherwise he would have trouble sleeping and eating when he thought about Lin Qiu growing up.
Suddenly, Crossclaurak's heart tightened and he felt something.
Stop!
Stopping the screams of his subordinates, the Cross-clawed Skylark stood up, sometimes turning left, sometimes turning right, and walked towards the dark chamber behind Naspur.
In the center of the room is a red and black altar, with an eerie dragon statue standing on it.
Cross Clark bent over the statue and gave a mage salute.
Envoy, the task you assigned me has been completed. You can send someone to find that thing at any time.
A low, echoing voice came from the darkness: You did a good job, but that's not why I'm here.
The raven and the lark sniffed suspiciously, waiting to see what the mysterious voice would say.
I am here to remind you that in the next period of time, all actions must be carried out with caution, and there must be no mistakes. In particular, you must not retaliate against the person in charge of Linz.
Messenger! Why!
Our preparations are coming to an end. Now is the time to avoid unnecessary trouble. If you attract the attention of these comrades and cause the master's plan to fail, be prepared to directly face the master's wrath!
Thinking of some terrifying existence, Cross Claw Skylark couldn't help but shudder.
as you wish.
Three months later, Lin Qiu's body had fully recovered. He was lying on the crystal throne, meditating.
For three months, everything within White Castle's sphere of influence has been going smoothly. The heroic fishman mage is not in a hurry to take action, which puzzles Lin Qiu...
With the strength of the heroic mage, there is no reason to be afraid of White Castle. Since he has been insulted to death, there is no need to take the Nine Eyes Alliance seriously.
However, due to insufficient information [Lin Qiu couldn't think of a reason why the sea cry beast would not retaliate against White Castle after much deliberation.
Gurgaru, what do you think?
Since one of the two nearby powerful neighbors was wiped out by the fishmen, and the other suffered heavy losses and was seriously injured, and no one can threaten Baili City, then the White Castle Army's mercenary career is over. Gur Garu returns to White Keep.
Master, I'm confused too, but no matter what the enemy is, as long as we are stronger than them, we have nothing to fear.
Lin Qiu, who was deep in thought, his eyes lit up after hearing his words, and he began to think.
Well, you are right, it is my choice. Instead of guessing the enemy's thoughts from a distance here, it is better to develop our own strength. As long as we are strong, Youjiabao will not be afraid of any challenges.
Having made a decision, Lin Qiu stopped thinking about it, stood up, and left the hall, followed closely by the two-headed cannibal leader.
Lin Qiu walked to the edge of the Baibao platform and looked at the scenery spreading below.
Fearing an attack from the Seacaller, Lord Lin Qiu ordered his men to be on high alert.
Trolls with maces wandered back and forth in the forest, and jackals with bows hid in every corner.
The moat is patrolled by small groups of fishermen, and there are many hidden sentries under the water.
Beneath the White Fortress, heavily armed elite ogres guard the crossroads, watching for any sign of movement.
But the most ferocious is the army of magicians hidden in the White Fortress, with thirty senior magicians as the core and five hundred intermediate magicians as the main body. This is by far the strongest force under Lin Qiu.
Facing so many magicians, even heroic mages have to weigh their abilities.
Lin Qiu looked at the powerful guards of White Fortress and felt very proud, because most of these professionals were trained by White Fortress itself.
Gurgherul, inform downstairs that the alert level has been lowered by one level.
Lin Qiu didn't know that in the dark corner that he couldn't see, a terrible storm was brewing and forming, and the White Fortress was within its scope. .