Chapter 1411: Eye Color

Purple-eyed female deep-sea tribe...

Mo Laowu lowered his head, eyes full of fear.

"If it wasn't for Xiaoying's desperate rescue and Xiutuo's timely support, I... would have died."

"What level is the strength of the purple-eyed deep-sea tribe? Is it stronger than the president? Will it be the highest combat power of the deep-sea tribe?"

After his mentality stabilized, Mo Laowu's head began to flash back images about the deep sea tribe.

Black eyes, green eyes, blue eyes, purple eyes...

Going deep into the enemy area and having close contact with them, Mo Laowu found that the appearance and shape of those deep-sea tribes are generally different, and there are four types of pupil colors.

Different eye colors, different strengths.

If chimeric ants are used as a reference, then the weakest black-eyed deep-sea tribe is equivalent to engineers among chimeric ants, and there is nothing to fear.

After that is the green eye, with a large range of strength, the lower limit is the level of the chimeric ant army leader, and the upper limit is the level of the chimeric ant army leader.

Three members of the team died at the hands of the green-eyed deep-sea tribe.

Then there is the blue eye, with the breath of death exuding from the whole body, undoubtedly reaching the level of the chimera ant guard, and also the culprit who killed seventeen members

The last is the purple eyes, giving people an invincible sense of oppression, and it should be at the level of strength of Meluem.

Mo Laowu had never faced Meluem, but he would still classify the purple-eyed deep-sea tribe into the level of Meluem.

Because, he had fought against the purple-eyed deep-sea people at close range, and he could personally experience the powerlessness that penetrated into the soul.

At that time, if Xiaoying hadn't risked his life to save him, he might be the next one to be crushed, but Xiaoying was also killed by that purple-eyed deep-sea tribe because of this.

Thinking of the purple-eyed deep-sea tribe, even though Mo Laowu kept puffing up in his heart, it was difficult for him to bring up his fighting spirit again.

The strength of the two sides is not at the same level at all, even if he racks his brains to come up with various strategies and implement them, it will be useless in the face of absolute strength.

Mo Laowu is very aware of this, and can only pray that the purple eyes are the highest combat power of the deep sea tribe.

otherwise,

It was hard for him to imagine how strong the deep sea tribe above the purple eyes could be.

Mo Laowu shook his head, no longer thinking about those meaningless things at the moment, but focusing on breaking through.

"The number of the deep-sea tribe is far greater than ours. Even if the area of ​​the forest is large enough, with their number, they can form a complete encirclement."

"Before the encirclement shrinks to a safe line, something must be done."

Mo Laowu cheered up, bit his thumb, and kept thinking about the way to escape.

"What advantages do we have left? What conditions can we take advantage of?"

"Advantages, conditions..."

"Intent, the intention of the Deep Sea Clan..."

"Yes, intent!"

"The reason why I was able to escape at that time..."

Mo Laowu was talking to himself in his heart, and his concentrating on thinking made him gradually grasp a weak advantage.

He tried his best to recall the situation at that time, and realized that the reason why the Deep Sea Clan failed to catch them all at that time was not only because of weak mobility, but also because they kept their hands.

So, why hold back?

Is it to capture them alive?

If the deep sea people really have this intention, is there room for them to take advantage of it?

Mo Laowu's eyes lit up slowly.

He vaguely saw a glimmer of light.

In a place that Mo Laowu couldn't see, the deep-sea humanoids were stepping mechanically, gradually pressing into the depths of the forest.

If Mo Lao Wu could see it, he would find that the encirclement of deep-sea humans was tighter than he imagined.

At the same time, he will realize that he has ignored the most unsolvable advantages of deep-sea humanoids in the current situation.

Not individual strength, but a huge number!

Nearly 10,000 deep-sea humans pulled out a marching line and marched forward without haste.

Behind the marching line, a dozen deep-sea humanoids with deep blue pupils surrounded a deep-sea humanoid with deep purple eyes.

Mo Lao Wu's guess is correct, the deep-sea humanoids are indeed divided into levels of strength by eye color, more precisely, the pupil color of the deep-sea humanoids will change with the increase in strength.

When stronger, it will change to the next color.

weakens, and fades back to the previous color.

Moreover, the depth of pupil color will also relatively reflect the strength of deep-sea humans in a certain stage.

The purple-eyed deep-sea humans who were surrounded were obviously the strongest combat power in this army.

What's weirder is that the purple eye is a female deep-sea humanoid with a petite figure. Surrounded by a dozen blue eyes, it looks like a dozen sturdy men escorting an elementary school student.

"This kind of game seems to be called cat and mouse by land people. I think it's very interesting. What do you think?"

Ziyan grinned, revealing a mouthful of small fangs, and the fish patterns on both sides of his cheeks moved accordingly.

The dozen or so blue eyes looked at each other, all showing doubts.

They didn't understand what Ziyan said, and they wondered why Ziyan didn't use the exclusive communication method within the clan,

Although they didn't understand, they didn't dare to ask.

"Oh, forget that you don't know the language of the land people. After all, even I only used a little trick to quickly master these."

Seeing the puzzled expressions of his fellow clansmen, Ziyan burst out laughing.

The voice was as sweet as a wind chime, but the fish pattern on both sides of the face had black slits, like the gills of a shark, revealing a icy chill.

...................

Somewhere on the coastline of the Dark Continent.

The color of the sky and the earth is changing, and the wind is surging.

The wind was howling wantonly, and the sea was surging.

On the vast sandy beach, stood a figure.

That figure was wearing a black robe and hat brim, his face was hidden behind a black mist, but it was Dong Fulishi.

The wind howled, but the robes covering Dong Fulishi's body remained unmoved.

The big waves hit the beach, and the waves separated automatically when they reached Dong Fulishi's feet.

"It looks like it's not coming at the right time."

East Fulishi looked up at the distant sky, the dark clouds were surging, and a large amount of blood rain and pieces of meat fell out of the thick clouds and splashed into the sea.

It seems that there are countless creatures fighting each other above the clouds.

Dong Fulishi quietly stared at the blood rain falling from the sky in the distance, then bent down, and lifted the small wooden boat that looked like a pea pod at his feet.

He is going to sea, and then through the dark sea, to his long-lost homeland.

Although there are big waves ahead and frequent blood rain in the clouds, he does not intend to change to a more suitable time to go to sea.

Dong Fulishi threw the small wooden boat into the waves and stepped on it.

The black shadow-like thought force flowed out from the soles of Dong Fulishi's feet, and slowly wrapped around the hull of the small wooden boat, which looked like it was painted with a layer of black paint.

The small wooden boat covered by the power of thought was pulled into the sea by the waves without any resistance, like a leaf in the ocean, floating in the huge waves one after another.

The boat shook violently in the waves, but Dong Fulishi's body was as motionless as a mountain.

Suddenly, Dong Fulishi seemed to have noticed something, turned his head suddenly, and looked towards the shore.

In the dark part of the sky in the distance towards the coastline, a mountain slowly emerged from the dark clouds.

The mountain is like a boat, flying with thunder and lightning.

"Mountain boat..."

East Fulishi recognized the mountain flying with thunder, and a ray of light quietly overflowed from the black mist covering his face.

Just stare at the mountain boat until the mountain boat flies over the beach and flies to the sea.

At that moment, East Fulishi realized something.

He didn't think that the mountain boat came to take a walk on the sea with nothing to do.

So, his and Shanchuan's destinations may be the same.

This is bad news.