“That was scary, I wonder what happened outside.”

“Thankfully, it didn’t affect us here.”

“Yes, yes, but we can’t let our guard down. Something seems off on First Quarter Island lately, there have been frequent disturbances, and some of our people have already gone to investigate.”

“It’s probably nothing, maybe that big pig is in heat and making a fuss at the mountain.”

“Haha.”

The Lantern Fishmen were conversing in their native tongue.

Their conversation carried a relaxed tone, but the shock they felt inside was not so easily calmed. They were merely feigning nonchalance. The Lantern Fishman on the left still looked visibly shaken. After the conversation ended, it couldn’t help but look towards the now tranquil distance, where the anomaly had occurred, and continued to stare.

It had been stirring fish soup with its finned hand.

Due to the overwhelming shock, it had forgotten all about it.

“Your hand is about to get cooked, you fool.”

Another Lantern Fishman across from it reminded.

“Ah.”

The hand stirring the soup quickly retracted, and the Lantern Fishman blew on it painfully before glancing at its companion, who wasn’t much smarter.

The Lantern Fishman across had been poking a Fire Slime, urging it to heat up the fire.

Similarly forgetting about this, its hand, which had been pressing on the hot surface of the Fire Slime, was now red-hot.

“Idiot, your hand is going to be cooked too.”

Among the Lantern Fish tribe, lower-level members like the Lantern Fishmen often had poor memory and a slow response to pain.

The Lantern Fishman across was slightly startled and instinctively looked down.

Sure enough, the fingers that had been poking the Fire Slime were red-hot.

It quickly withdrew its hand and looked up, saying, “Thanks, I owe you one. Where’s the fish?”

The Lantern Fishman’s eyes widened.

The fellow tribesman who had been in front of it just a moment ago had vanished in the blink of an eye while it had looked down and then up.

Whoosh!

A scorching breath came from behind its head.

The Lantern Fishman’s heart trembled slightly, and after a second of silence, it suddenly grabbed a spear next to it and turned around sharply, but all it saw was the open and beautiful seascape. Nothing else.

The sea breeze wafted over.

The rustling of palm leaves mixed with the lapping of the waves, sounds that should have been relaxing and comfortable, now seemed eerie.

The Lantern Fishman’s eyes glazed over, and its back fins began to quiver.

The scorching, breath-like sensation approached, as if some enormous creature was right in front of it, breathing on it, yet it could see nothing.

The Lantern Fishman gripped the spear tightly.

Ssst!

It thrust the spear forward with force.

However, before its attack could make an impact, a powerful force came, and its vision was enveloped in a flickering golden hue. The fishman was lifted into the air and then vanished mysteriously.

Yi yi yi?

The Fire Slime knocked off the shell on its head, bouncing around in confusion on the spot.

Saga used a Twisting Light Force Field and made his captured targets invisible.

Silently, he had caught more than twenty Lantern Fishmen using his dragon claws and tail, gripping or coiling around the Lantern Fishmen whose spirits had been intimidated by his dragon might, rendering them unable to think clearly, and returned to First Quarter Island.

He handed the still dazed Lantern Fishmen over to the Shark Tiger guards.

Saga then soared into the sky again, silently flying towards Waning Crescent Island.

His flight was swift, and his actions highly efficient.

As the sky darkened but was not yet completely dark.

About a hundred Lantern Fishmen were brought from Waning Crescent Island to First Quarter Island, surrounded and guarded by a dozen burly, fierce-looking Shark Tigers.

If it were just these Shark Tiger guards, the Lantern Fishmen would certainly not have stayed put.

But a massive Subdragon, thirteen meters in length and resembling a small hill, was lurking nearby, eyeing them hungrily. It had already swallowed a few resisting Lantern Fishmen, and the oppressive aura it exuded prevented any further attempts at escape.

Whoosh!

A gust of wind arose.

Ripples spread through the air, and suddenly another twenty or so Lantern Fishmen fell from the sky like dumplings.

At the same time, the figure of the Golden Hatchling Dragon gradually became visible.

“Kneel down! Praise our lord!”

The Shark Tigers forcibly pressed the Lantern Fishmen to kneel before the Golden Hatchling Dragon.

Saga’s gaze narrowed slightly as he scanned the Lantern Fishmen he had captured, taking in their reactions and expressions.

“Tell me the location of the spawning pool.”

A deep voice from Saga suddenly echoed in the depths of some Lantern Fishmen’s hearts.

“Don’t even think about it!”

“Impossible!”

“Dream on!”

“We’d rather die than tell you!”

As expected, these Lantern Fishmen had a stubborn spirit. Not a single one of the hundreds was willing to divulge their secrets. Of course, Saga had not yet resorted to forceful interrogation, which would have changed the situation. No matter how strong the racial cohesion, there would always be traitors who did not fear death.

Saga had no intention of interrogating them.

From the hearts of these Lantern Fishmen, he had already obtained the answer he wanted.

“Hundreds of our people have mysteriously disappeared in a short time. Although I acted swiftly and secretly, the Lantern Fishmen must have realized something by now.”

“But it doesn’t matter, I’ve already achieved my goal.”

Saga looked towards Waning Crescent Island and smiled.

The Mind Link opened.

The Yellow Crystal Earth Dragon, the White Feather Gryphons, and the Black Shark, who had already brought a large group of Shark Tigers from Waxing Crescent Island, leaving only the old and young Shark Tigers on Waxing Crescent Island, all heard Saga’s whisper in their minds.

“Prepare for battle, target Waning Crescent Island.”

“There can only be one ruler in Moon Bay, one voice that cannot be defied.”

After a brief pause, these battle-hungry monsters revealed ferocious looks and roared incessantly.

At the same time, Saga gave a separate order to Black Shark: “When the battle begins and the main fighting force of the Lantern Fishmen is distracted and attracted, leaving their homeland’s defenses weak, you lead some elite tribesmen to sneak into the Lantern Fishmen’s territory from behind.”

Through the Mind Link, Saga gave Black Shark the coordinates of the spawning pool.

After hearing Saga’s words and receiving the coordinates, Black Shark pondered, understanding Saga’s intentions.

Silver-white electricity swirled around the black and fierce body of Black Shark, who showed a solemn expression on his shark face and said gravely, “My lord, rest assured, I will set off now and ensure the completion of your task.”

Saga nodded, withdrawing his gaze from Black Shark.

Black Shark gathered some elite Shark Tigers and stealthily set off towards Waning Crescent Island through the sea.

“The rest of the Shark Tiger warriors, follow me!”

Using his dragon might to scatter the captives’ spirits and incapacitate them, the Golden Hatchling Dragon spoke in Dragon Tongue and soared into the sky. This time, he did not use the Twisting Light Force Field or conceal his tracks. Instead, he flew towards Waning Crescent Island with great fanfare.

Screech!

Roar!

Two White Feather Gryphons followed.

The Yellow Crystal Earth Dragon moved its heavy steps, diving into the sea with half of its powerful back exposed. A group of Shark Tigers followed closely, their dorsal fins protruding from the water like a group of dangerous sharks splitting the waves, all following the golden dragon shadow in the sky, swiftly heading towards Waning Crescent Island.

Meanwhile.

On Waning Crescent Island, in the territory of the Lantern Fishmen.

The patrolling Lantern Fishmen were at the time of shift change. However, these Lantern Fishmen had yet to find their colleagues, initially thinking they had just gone off to slack somewhere, they didn’t pay much attention. But as the number of missing tribesmen grew, they slowly realized something was amiss.

A hundred tribesmen had vanished.

And they were not just ordinary fishmen, but Lantern Fishmen guards and patrol soldiers with combat abilities. Even the fishmen Warlocks were gone.

On the west side of Waning Crescent Island, near the coast.

Here, colorful houses made of coral, shells, fish bones, metal, and other materials were scattered about. One house, located in the middle, looked far more luxurious than the others.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Several Lantern Fishmen flew over on flying Wind Slimes, and after landing, one of them with an urgent expression entered the house.

In less than a minute.

A Lantern Fishman with a shell crown on its head and exceptionally long luminous whiskers, looking strong and robust, walked out of the house with the one who had just entered.

The Lantern Fishman with the shell crown had a grave expression, and its large eyes flickered with thought.

It was the Lantern Fishman leader that Saga had seen once before. Unlike many Lantern Fishmen with exposed scales, this leader wore clothing woven from seaweed and had a bone knife, polished to a jade-like sheen with fine serrated edges and a faint halo, at its waist.

Luminous whiskers were an important psychic organ for Lantern Fishmen.

The longer and larger the luminous whiskers of this fish species, the stronger the psychic talent they received, eventually not limited to just a few fixed low-level psychic abilities.

This Lantern Fishman leader’s luminous whiskers were nearly twice as thick and long as those of an average Lantern Fishman.

It was a Mind Warrior, a rare specialization among the warrior path.

Many creatures naturally used some basic psychic abilities.

Flash Rabbits, Unicorns, White Crows, and other low-level magical creatures all had some psychic abilities.

But this could not be called a psychic talent.

The minimum requirement for a psychic talent was the ability to independently research and awaken psychic abilities.

And not all creatures with psychic talents would become Mind Warlocks.

The path of the Mind Warlock demanded the strictest psychic talents and was not easily pursued. Out of tens of thousands of Lantern Fishmen, perhaps a few dozen Mind Warriors might emerge, but the birth of a Mind Warlock was extremely fortunate and cause for celebration.

“Hundreds of our people have disappeared, mostly combat-capable patrol guards.”

“The fishmen scouts sent to investigate First Quarter Island have not returned.”

The Lantern Fishman leader pondered deeply.

As it thought, the bone knife at its waist glowed intermittently, brightening and dimming.

Suddenly, the Lantern Fishman leader looked up, its large eyes gazing in the direction of First Quarter Island.

“Is it related to the recent disturbances on First Quarter Island? What is the source of these disturbances? It seems to have noticed us Lantern Fishmen now.”

A bad premonition grew in its heart.

The Lantern Fishman leader’s intuition told it that the disappearance of its tribesmen was related to the previous commotion from First Quarter Island, and the connection was deep.

“Send another elite squad to investigate First Quarter Island.”

“Afterward, regardless of whether we obtain useful information or not, we can no longer sit idly by. We must either strike first or retreat early.”

The Lantern Fishman leader thought to itself.

Just then.

A patrolling Lantern Fishman came flying over on a Wind Slime in a panic, saying, “Chieftain, chieftain, something’s wrong, over at First Quarter Island…”

The Lantern Fishman leader didn’t listen carefully to the other’s words.

Because, without needing the report, it had already seen the golden figure soaring in the sky, speeding towards Waning Crescent Island.

Under the gradually darkening night sky.

The small Golden Hatchling Dragon, with its scales shining brilliantly, was like a small golden sun embedded in the night, very eye-catching and conspicuous. Moreover, the Lantern Fishman leader also saw the two White Feather Gryphons following the Golden Hatchling Dragon.

“Definitely not coming with good intentions.”

“A golden dragon? No, it doesn’t seem like a Golden Dragon.”

The Lantern Fishman leader’s heart tightened.

However, upon seeing the size of the creature, its tense spirit relaxed slightly: “A dragon over six meters long shouldn’t be too powerful, and it only brought two White Feather Gryphons. No need to be too nervous.”

Just then.

Splash! Splash!

The Lantern Fishmen living on the beach noticed something odd about the sound of the waves.

Looking closely, they saw shark fins breaking the surface of the water, as if a group of sharks was swimming towards them, with an especially large and rugged back leading the way.

“.”Gazing at the mighty procession heading towards their own territory, the Lampfishmen began to grow restless.

The Lampfishmen chieftain, with a grave look in his eyes, commanded his tribespeople in a deep voice, “Warriors of the Lampfishmen tribe, prepare for battle, follow me to slay the enemy!”

As he spoke, he slapped the ground.

A few meters away, the ground bulged, revealing a large slime over three meters in diameter.

The Lampfishmen chieftain sat atop the head of the earth slime, which changed color to a light blue as airy as the wind, its surface transforming as currents of air swirled around, lifting the Lampfishmen chieftain into the sky.

This was the very Mutant Slime King that Saga had once seen, capable of wielding multiple elemental powers and possessing the abilities of various elemental slimes.

Under the leadership and inspiration of the Lampfishmen chieftain, the other Lampfishmen also ignited their will to fight.

They commanded their tamed slimes, the robust ones donning rock armor transformed from earth slimes, the agile ones slipping into invisibility cloaks made by water slimes, others holding fire slimes brewing with flame orbs, lying in wait from afar, or leaping onto wind slimes to take flight together.

Atop the Slime King, the Lampfishmen chieftain’s body slightly bent, his rough palm caressing the bone knife at his waist, gripping it tightly.

“This dragon must be their leader. To avoid excessive casualties among our people, we should make it a quick battle and take it down.”

“With one strike of my blade, this battle can be declared over.”

The Lampfishmen now had the advantage in numbers and did not believe the enemy to be very powerful. Since the battle had not yet officially begun, they had not yet considered abandoning their long-established territory and scattering into the deep sea.