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Chapter 341 [Battle for favor]

Tonatiu visited his undersea kingdom, Fizz's Kingdom.

In fact, it can't be said that he was patrolling. At least he didn't go to the sea.

He can breathe under the sea, but he needs to consume faith points all the time. He cannot survive under the sea with just one spell like a spell caster.

He doesn't like the dark bottom either.

It is said that it is a tour of the kingdom under the sea, but in fact it is just on the crescent-shaped bay beach that one can intuitively see the current power of Fitz's kingdom.

The murlocs who can go to the beach to accept the gaze of this god are the strongest murlocs in the Fitz Kingdom, in other words, they are all elites.

He looked over at a glance and estimated that the number was not less than 50,000.

The number Fitz reported to him gave him a little surprise.

"There are a total of 85,464 of your troops here." Fitz said. "About 50,000 are powerful murloc warriors, and the rest are hunters, spellcasters and priests. Your Majesty, we will be here at any time."

I am willing to serve you!"

There were actually more than 80,000 strong murlocs. Tonatiu used his system ability to look at them and found that the level of these elite murlocs was very high compared to the murlocs.

They are all level 3~5 professionals!

Don't think that level 3~5 is very low. The ordinary fishmen that Tonatiu has seen, such as Fizz in the past, are only at level 1~2!

A normal desert troll, a desert troll warrior who was malnourished in the past, has a system evaluation level of only 2 to 4, which means it is worse than these murloc elites.

Nowadays, the elite troll warriors in Zutona's army are generally only at the highest level eight.

The fishmen soldiers at level 3~5 are already quite impressive, while Sarah's sailors are only at level 4~6.

It is said that they are already the elite of the human navy...

The most important thing is that the fertility rate and endurance of fishmen are even more exaggerated than that of humans and trolls.

More than 80,000 elites of this level are just the number that Fitz has been developing quietly for two years.

If Fizz is given decades to accumulate and develop, the Murloc Kingdom can currently build a level 3-5 army with one million units.

If it weren't for the fact that it was difficult for the fishmen to conduct expeditions on land, with such an army, they would probably be able to overtake some of the current troll tribes and human kingdoms.

The fertility rate of murlocs is too terrible. Fitz has been developing for two years. Thanks to various mergers and wars in the southern part of the Endless Sea, the number of murlocs in his kingdom has exceeded two million, more specifically 2 million.

Even Fitz himself doesn't know...

A female murloc can produce about 10,000 murloc eggs in its lifetime of less than fifteen years, about hundreds of them at a time, more than 100 times in a lifetime.

It takes about 20 days for a murloc egg to hatch. The young murloc will reach sexual maturity in three months and can begin to give birth to offspring...

The population of murlocs has simply exploded exponentially, and the only restriction on their population is food.

It can solve the food problem, and things like population are not a problem for fish people at all.

Relying on 2 million ordinary murlocs at level 0 to 1, plus the radiation from the Tonatiu statue in the sea, Fitz was able to accumulate these elite murlocs.

In front of the elite murlocs standing on the beach, even though there were Nagas at the lowest level of level 6, their sparse number of only one or two thousand made Aislin feel embarrassed.

When Tonatius comforted the lost Nagas after praising Fitz, Aislin didn't feel happy at all.

She was preparing to abandon Neptulon and convert her letter. After seeing the power of Tonatiu and the terror of Fitz, she had already accepted Tonatiu as their new master.

Now being embarrassed in front of their new master, the arrogant Naga priests felt very uncomfortable, even though the new master actually didn't care that they couldn't compare to the fishmen.

But how could the proud Naga allow himself to fall behind the fish-men?

Aisling began to seriously plan to develop the clan and let Naga surpass the Murlocs.

When Tonatiu finished reviewing his undersea forces happily, he was about to leave.

Reluctant to leave, Fizz called his master. He had always had a feeling of admiration for Tonatiu.

"Master, where are you going? When will you come back?" Yusila said gloomily.

Aislin also looked at Tonatiu.

She didn't speak, but was listening to Tonatiu's answer.

The little fish-man has grown from a small one to such a big one under his hands, and he is still his chosen one.

Tonatiu also feels like a little pet towards him, similar to Lulu, but the difference is that Lulu is with him almost day and night.

"I'm going to the eastern continent to find your mistress." He comforted Fitz softly. "When I come back here, I promise to be the first to come to you."

"Can I accompany the master? I can carry you and swim there." Fitz said eagerly.

Seeing his eager look, Tonatiu said with relief: "We need you more here. It should be said, Fitz, the master needs you more here."

"I understand." Fitz reluctantly put away his longing expression and became determined again. "I will control everything for you."

"This is a good boy." Tonatiu said with a smile.

Seeing his master smiling, the monster-like fishman king also smiled happily, but in the eyes of the Nagas, he was ugly and ferocious.

"How do you want to get there? Take a human woman's boat? She said she saw the mistress there." Fitz said curiously.

Sarah Proudmoore also met Modera?

Tonatiu was surprised and thought, how did they get in touch?

"I don't want to take a boat. Taking a boat is too slow. I'm going to let Lulu take me there." Tonatiu patted the Nergigante next to him, which was one size larger than Fitz.

"Roar~"

Luru roared at Fitz, with a showy look in his big black eyes, as if to say that the master needed it more.

Like puppies fighting for favor.

"Don't scream." Fitz said to Nergigante rudely. "Fitz can swim over in one breath without stopping. You can't. You need to rest halfway and find an island!"

"Ho~" Lulu was unconvinced.

Although what Fitz said is true.

Although it should have the ability to cross the endless sea now, the need to rest many times on the way actually requires a lot of food.

Nergigante gets hungry too easily.

"Okay." Tonatiu stopped the quarrel between the two pet-like relatives and said with a smile. "I will probably set off tomorrow. I will pass through the Broken Islands and Zandalar. Well, you have never been to these places.

, maybe I don’t know. I also have some things to do in these places, and it’s normal for Lulu to stop.”

"Roar~" Lulu roared again in a showy way, as if to say that the master was more considerate of it.

"Oh, okay. May the master be successful." Fitz said naively, ignoring Lulu.

"That's it." Tonatiu said finally. He nodded to Aisling as a greeting, jumped on the back of the Nergigante, and waved to Fitz.

"Roar!" Nergigante roared again in a show-off manner, and the sound shook some of the nearest murlocs to stagger before they proudly fluttered their wings and flew away.

Fitz watched his master leave from the ground, his eyes filled with reluctance as he looked at the giant lightbulb.

To him, Tonatiu was his master, a god, and a savior who saved him from danger. He also had a feeling that the little fish man once loved the most, giving him the feeling of protecting him like a father.

In comparison, Naga Priest does not have such complicated emotions.

Aislin watched Tonatiu go away, thinking about how to quickly increase the strength of Blood Fear Naga.

behind her.

A Naga priestess who had lowered her head raised her head only after Tonatiu left, with an inexplicable light shining in her eyes.

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