MTL - Cthulhu Gonfalon-Chapter 940 ·The return of the deceased

How many fishermen are there in the main plane?

No one has counted it in detail, but the quantity is measurable.

The fertility of the fisherman is so ridiculous that the adult fisherman can produce an egg every year, about one thousand eggs each time. Fish eggs can be hatched after 30 days, and can grow enough to multiply after about three years. In theory, a pair of adult fishermen can become a thousand adult fishermen plus two thousand underage fishers in three years. In three years, they will become... or not, the number is enough. Let any person with normal intelligence feel despair.

The average person often uses the "millions of the army" to describe the size of the troops. For the fishermen, the area of ​​one million is not a "big army" - any time the sea invasion, the number of fishermen's troops is at least a few Millions, tens of millions are not rare.

That is generally only the number of fish in a sea area.

If it is not a fisherman, this thing is reluctant to be a monster. It can live by absorbing magic. It has a low survival rate and a high mortality rate. I am afraid that it will not be used for many years. The world is full of fish.

This time, the fishermen of the entire main plane have gathered in the waters of the southern part of the tower, how much can it be?

Billions? How many billions? or more?

Anyway... Even though the Masters of the Federation of the French Federation are constantly indiscriminately bombing, they can kill hundreds of hundreds of fish people every second. For the entire fisherman army, there is no loss at all.

This loss does not mean that the army formed by the entire main plane fisherman, even a large fisherman tribe, will not take it to heart.

Looking at the steady stream of fishermen rushing from the sea to the land, the former servants did not stop, the Masters in the Tower of the High were a bit ugly.

"There are too many!"

"This group of seafood is not very bully and hard. Is it a bird's beast with a little hit? How is it so brave today?"

"They shouldn't be controlled by that fish?"

"It is possible, if not controlled, who will die like this?"

"In fact, for the fishermen, it’s not a bad thing to send them to death. The most common problem is that they are too many..."

In the whispers of the mess, the legendary mages are sullen and talked with the vocal spells.

"The smell of the fish Sla has not disappeared yet, this guy has not left yet."

"What exactly is it thinking? Can it be cheaper to stay here? It's better to get out early!"

"I guess it is to want to mix more sacrifices. After all, those fish people have less, that is, a large population. Population, that is not equal to sacrifice."

"The idea of ​​the devil is not something we can understand. We just have to do our own thing well."

"Do we want to try to attack? Maybe you can drive the fish to run."

"... Don't make extra-budgets, anyway, it won't last for a day. After a day, if you don't want to go, you will be rejected by the main plane."

"Alright, safety first. Now is the autumn of all things, all over the place are fighting, we can not get into trouble, don't get into trouble."

"But now the trouble is getting us!"

"There is nothing to be afraid of. If it is just the level of the moment, it will be fine for how long it will take. Are the fishermen in the district still want to break through our tower of the supreme tower? That is a joke!"

Speaking of this, the legendary mages can't help but laugh.

As the Master just said, the fisherman's combat power is very weak, not to mention that there are so many Master defenses in the Tower of the High, even if it is just an empty magic tower, they may not have a way to break - solid walls and gates It is enough to stop them.

In this case, what else is there to fear?

After the legendary mage negotiated properly, they arranged the work. The middle and high-level wizards set up the queue and took turns to enter the defensive position to launch the attack. The middle and low-level wizards continued to meditate, supplementing the mana of the magic pool. The legendary mages rested shifts, ensuring that there were two or three on duty at any time.

Such an arrangement should be sufficient.

As for the fish people who are stupid and constantly attacking the line of defense, they will give the young people some practical experience at the time, and practice and practice shooting.

From the legendary mage to the magic apprentice, there is no one who puts the fish in the eye.

Below the surface of the sea, the avatar of the fish is gradually shrinking.

Along the wonderful connection between the avatar and the ontology, the energy of its ontology is constantly being extracted.

These extracted energies are not directly absorbed by the illusion of the luminescence, but are first absorbed by the golden-green rifle, and then filtered through the sacral altar, leaving only pure power and flowing into the illusion of radiance.

This arrangement can be called a skillful work. It adopts the means of poisoning and attacking, and uses the mad power of large-scale blood sacrifice to absorb the chaotic attributes from the abyss. The two forces merge with each other and remain in the altar of the bones, so that the altar is continuously strengthened. Eventually it will become a messy and evil artifact.

At the same time, the pure power that is filtered out is supplied to the fictional "God of the Fish Man", so that the **** who is born is best nurtured and can grow up most steadily.

The long gun, once the sea king's scorpion, was constantly tempered in the process, constantly improved, and eventually returned to the level of artifacts.

When the new **** of the fisherman grows up, there are two powerful artifacts that can be used immediately. In those new gods, it is even the number one.

This set of ideas is so delicate, the fishermen's elders have been researching and scrutinizing for a long time, and they can't find a problem. So they will act in accordance with the arrangement of the **** of conspiracy, without worrying about any conspiracy.

What's more, no matter what conspiracy, the **** of conspiracy has fallen, what is terrible? What else can you worry about?

Even if the trap is arranged by the **** of conspiracy, can he still live and receive the spoils?

In the abyss, the body of the fish Sla gradually faded.

The key point of this plan of conspiracy **** is to plunder its power.

As a demon in the form of a fisherman, it does have an indescribable relationship with the fisherman in the main plane. If it can wash away the chaos of madness in its own soul, or even if it is slightly weakened, and then break away from the abyss, it will be easy to become the **** of fish.

However, after all, Fish Sla did not do this. It would rather dominate the abyss with a group of fish-shaped demons, and would not really be on the path of the gods.

Devils are demons after all, and the extremely chaotic nature makes them intolerant of being bound, even if they are gods.

Now, it pays a price for its chaotic nature.

If it is the **** of the fisherman, then all the arrangements are useless to it - the power from the sacrifice of the fisherman is impossible for the **** of the fisherman.

However, it refused to be the **** of fishermen.

Then the part of its power that belongs to the "fish man", there is no way to refuse the call from the fisherman's sacrifice, which is not being continuously extracted.

I don't know how long it took, and the contact was interrupted. The abyss lord, who was weak enough to barely stand, immediately screamed and completely cut off the connection with the main plane.

In the next few hundred years of the next millennium, it probably won't dare to have any connection with the main plane.

Under the sea in the southern part of the tower of the Supreme Tower, the glowing shadow has finally become clearer.

He has scales similar to fish people, but has pointed ears and smooth long hair that the fisherman will never have. The slender figure and the tall and straight figure are completely different from the fishermen who are always licking the body.

Facing the stunned fishermen's elders, he smiled slightly, and he had already had a hooded robe on his body, covering the whole person in a shadow.

Inside the Pantheon, the seat of the conspiracy **** who collapsed before disappeared again.

Not long after the fall, the revenge of the conspiracy is coming back!