Fermalda, the center of the ocean located tens of thousands of meters below, has fallen into a carnival. This is unprecedented. Fermalda, which has always been regarded as a pilgrimage site by countless high-level sea people, is open to all high-level sea people. No contribution is required.
No need for blood, how confusing and gratifying this is, sleeping outside the thick magical barrier that is hundreds of meters deep on the surface of Formalda can stir up the entire ocean with just a move of his hands.
The boiling sea beasts are like Cuiwei peaks arching the incisors of the sea tribe. The sea monsters control all kinds of strange sea tribes and use dreamy and ethereal songs to call the fish schools to raise their hands to each other and weave a huge magic network dragging Feng.
After returning home with the rich food, the mermaids carefully handed the prepared Poseidon statues to the hands of the high-level Sea Tribe priests. Countless Sea Tribes knelt down devoutly beside the streets of Furmanda that were made up of huge conch shells.
Under the carnival, in the vortex of the sea where the inheritance of the former Poseidon resided, she held the Xinglan staff, and the colorful algae clouds were entangled into a long skirt. The graceful and slender light blue fish tail with crystal-like scales did not distract her at all.
The soft and elegant cuts on the body reflect the delicate body even more
In this state, dusty statues lined up on both sides of her path. Their faces could not be seen clearly under the erosion of the water body blessed by the sea whirlpool. They breathed a constant rhythm. The tranquil ancientness shrouded in the dark gray body made this place more and more like
In the lost land isolated from the world, "Dang!"
The priest chiseled the Xinglan staff next to a certain sculpture. The soft and fine sand was as soft as cotton. The high priest slowly came to the front hall of Dahaiwo. The sculpture at the end of the hall had dimmed, and a vague face had appeared.
The crack is close to the limit of fragmentation, the big festival
Si carefully looked for a small sculpture from under the look-alike sculpture. It looked very new, but it could not be compared with the solemnity and simplicity of the other sculptures here. It was like a clay doll that a child had casually made. Although
In fact, this may be the case.
She held the clay doll and stared at its unclear eyes. Her lips wriggled slightly but never made a sound. She realized that her current appearance was not good, so she leaned behind the Poseidon statue.
Sitting and slowly closing her eyes, the memories in her mind were played backwards frame by frame like images, and finally the memory solidified at the scene that changed her whole body.
"Fusha, you often ask me whether the High Priest is fun. Now I will answer this question seriously. It is not fun, it is painful, and it will not make you feel any real happiness. But when you stand in this position
You can't let go of this position." With her light blue skin and those blue eyes, she is like the ocean itself, very tolerant. She can sing very nice songs and can attract a large school of fish.
Can make those bulky big guys willingly
Taking them to any place, Fusha once asked her what she wanted to do, and the answer Fusha got was the high priest, so Fusha asked the sea monster, which looked like the ocean itself, why, but she didn't
Always smiling but not answering, Fusha has developed a strong interest in the profession of high priest. Things have always been judged by blood within the Hai Clan. Fusha and Meyer separated from their parents since birth to serve between Ling and Zhu.
Little did they know that they had long been determined to hold these positions.
"You want to leave?" Fusha was keenly aware of Chu's changes.
"No, I will never leave here, because I am the high priest." Zhu explained patiently while stroking Fusha's hair.
That was the last time she saw Chu, and she would not think about him from then on. To be precise, she couldn't. She and Meyer worked together to create a substitute so that Chu, who could not stand in the whirlpool of the sea, would not be lost.
But that's all she and Meyer could do. After a long time, she
She succeeded in taking over Zero's position as she wished. Originally, this should have been handed over to her. Without the person who made her yearn for the position of high priest, she did not feel too much unwillingness, only a kind of relief and heaviness, maybe
She should have adapted to this profession, whether she is here or not.
"Buzz!" Her fingers were trembling slightly. The high priest suddenly stood up, but soon she realized that the trembling came from the small clay sculpture in her hand. "Wow!" The high priest flashed to Xinglan's staff in an instant.
Where she was, the cool magic power connected with her smoothly. At this moment, Fermalda was all in the sight of the high priest, and she vaguely felt the emotions of the high priest. The statue of Poseidon was originally taught by the mermaid to each high-level sea tribe.
glow
Showing a majestic aura, when they fell into the ocean area controlled by the high priest, the vast water pressure accumulated, and the evil time seemed to be transformed into a cage. The high-level sea tribes were looking for it without knowing why.
The source of the strangeness. The next moment, the water pressure collapsed, and the foam between white and blue disappeared from the top of the sea tribe's head. However, they were aroused to anger. Who was so bold to make a big move at the celebration after the new Poseidon's promotion?
Hands and feet?
"Bang!" The eyes of the high-level Sea Tribe priests were dazzled. Those quiet Poseidon statues suddenly floated in front of them, and the loud voice spread into the minds of every Sea Tribe along with the invisible spread of divine power. "The crisis has been resolved.
Don’t disturb the atmosphere of the celebration.”
The sea tribes all expressed their enthusiastic admiration for the Poseidon statue in front of them. Then, just as the voice said, the celebration continued. However, some sea tribes began to quietly pay attention to the movements of the high priest. After all, she was the direct priest of Poseidon.
After all, I still have to show up to host the celebration.
"Is this one the new priest?" The elder of the Tentacle Tribe, whose body was almost human-like but with some squirming bulges, couldn't help but said when he saw Mondo surrounded by octopus, jellyfish and tuna in the center. After all, she often comes into contact with the sea.
Naturally, the elders of the statue had a deep impression of Mondo, who had a strong aura as the god of the sea.
"That's right! This is the new priest personally selected by the high priest! Her talent is beyond words!" When Tuna saw someone taking the initiative to reveal Mondo's identity, he immediately became even more excited and proud than Mondo.
"You, you, how are you so strong, rushing to answer in front of the priest, you, you, disrespectful!" Squidward's stuttering still did not lessen.
"No, it doesn't matter. I'm not a formal priest anyway. The high priest sister asked me to walk around and communicate with you. There are many places where I need your advice." Mondo said a little shyly, but he was not condescending.
He turned his head, with a smile on his face and looked directly at the elder of the Trichoderma clan.
"Ah, this is the new priest, and he is also a sea monster!"
"What does it mean to be a sea monster? It must be a sea monster!"
A group of sea tribesmen who were originally disturbed by the farce came immediately after discovering the new hot topic. The high priest had not intentionally introduced the existence of Mundo to other sea tribes before, so after listening to Mundo's words, they immediately understood the high priest's intention.
Their over-enthusiastic reception left Mondo at a loss as to what to do, but fortunately they did not neglect any of the Sea Clan elders. The three guards guarding Mondo resolutely held up the isolation zone. The Sea Clan elders also knew what they said.
After that sentence, Mondo was let go.
It wasn't until Mondo chatted with the Sea Tribe elders one by one that the high priest appeared. The originally fiery banquet atmosphere suddenly became quiet. Mondo stood obediently a few steps away from the high priest and listened carefully to the high priest's calm announcement of the new arrival.
After the birth of Poseidon, the new ocean empire will also be reborn
Now, Mondo was patted on the shoulder by Tuna, one of the three guards surrounding her and the high priest, "You will definitely become the new high priest in the future. Hehe, you are so grateful to me for taking care of you now, then when you become the high priest
The priest has to pay me back no matter what he says next?"
"Don't, don't, listen to him, he's talking nonsense," Brother Squidward suddenly became angry when he saw the tuna brother bargaining for the future in such a brazen manner. But in such a special environment, he had to say it in a lower voice, which made Brother Squidward very anxious.
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"Don't worry," Mondo was about to reply, but his eyes narrowed. She couldn't help but raise her head and saw a mixed green and gray figure looking at her outside the vast sea water. She had seen this strange figure before.
Life taboo, "Wow!" Mundo's eyes were cold, but he found two blue transparent tentacles slowly retracted. Both Tuna and Squidward looked at Mundo nervously, and Mundo looked at them blankly and turned to look at them.
Arrived at the cold and lonely jellyfish.
"What happened?" The high priest had finished speaking at this time and looked at Mondo closely and asked.
"No, I seem to have been distracted. I'm really sorry, Sister High Priest, but I'm still like this at such an important moment..." Mondo lowered his head.
"Maybe Lord Poseidon wants to send an oracle through you? Maybe this guy hasn't figured out the oracle yet." The high priest's voice was very soft. She understood that even though Meyer himself wouldn't mind, it didn't mean that
The other sea tribes would not mind. Squidward and Tuna's eyes widened, but they were shocked when the high priest made a hissing gesture.
The celebration that lasted for a week ended with the return of high-level sea people one after another, but all sea people knew that this was not the end of the ocean empire. The birth of a new sea god would inevitably bring about the revival of talent, and the monosyllabic and double-syllable sea people would inevitably reappear.
However, the growth cycle of the Hai clan is still inevitably more complicated than that of humans.
The leader of the clan, especially in the early days, the deepest hatred and jealousy of the Hai Clan against the human race is that when the Poseidon fell and the Hai Clan finally declined into the last of the four golden races, they started an activity called Haidilao.
Using despicable means, they captured the larvae of the high-level sea tribe and forced the high-level sea tribe to use their treasures to hand over the treasures to them.
Alternatively, or there may be a more tragic and profit-driven human race that directly bids for the larvae of the sea tribe as auction items. When the overall realm of the dragon race was reduced, the cone shark tribe contributed to the flames by exposing the juveniles of the dragon race to the sea fishing group. The cone sharks
The clan became the de facto third branch of the royal family of the sea clan. The sea monster and the mermaid faced off against the cone shark.
However, due to the fact that the last Sea Clan war god was finally born in the Cone Shark Clan, it was impossible to expose the Cone Shark Clan’s ambitions without the top power of the Sea Clan. In this way, the Jiao Human Clan stayed away from Furman.
Erda boarded the tide, and the decline of the three majestic royal courts of the sea clan was the most distressing thing for the sea clan.
When that ceremony began, when the lofty divine throne was re-supported, the dusty history belonging to the Hai Clan was sent into the past. For the Hai Clan, the future can be expected...