Peerless War God

The captain of the Flood Dragon Clan calmly made his decision.    

It wasn't that he was heartless and cold-blooded. He was truly powerless, and his strength wouldn't allow it.    

Currently, he had already lost a few of his dragon race subordinates, as well as Mo Su. It was unknown whether he had survived or not. If he went back now, then at least they would be able to survive and not cause any more losses.    

"Forget it, Mo Su, don't blame me for this. When we get back, I'll spread the news of you risking your life to save your own tribe."    

The captain of the Flood Dragon Clan thought to himself and began to command his subordinates to quickly leave.    

With a wave of his right hand, the ship, which had originally been quietly prostrating itself on the surface of the sea, began to shrink. Then, it turned into a streak of light and was stored into his storage ring.    

"Let's go."    

The group of horde of horde members stuck to the surface of the sea and quickly headed back to the island where the horde of horde of horde members was located.    

Not long after the others left, Chen Xiao slowly floated to the surface of the water. He looked at the group from a distance.    

Due to the great difference in strength between the two parties, Chen Xiao was able to keep a close eye on them with his telepathic thoughts. However, this group of Flood Dragon Clans were completely unable to detect his appearance.    

Just like this, Chen Xiao followed behind him for about half a day.    

Only then did he take the initiative to appear and let the other party discover him with his telepathic thoughts.    

"That's Mo Su, that's Mo Su. He's still alive."    

In this line of business, one of the subordinates of the Flood Dragon Clan was the first to discover Mo Su's figure and excitedly shouted out loud.    

The captain of the Flood Dragon Clan was still immersed in his anxiety when he was interrupted by a shout. He was greatly shocked.    

Mo Su was still alive?    

He subconsciously used his divine sense to look around and saw Mo Su, who had a pale face and was covering his left chest with his hand, slowly approaching him from the sea not far away.    

"He's actually still alive."    

In his heart, he was both shocked and happy.    

Both sides quickly converged together. This time, the attitude of the crowd towards Mo Su was much more cordial than before, as if it was from the heavens and the earth.    

Before, he would have been ostracized, looked down upon, and even hated, except for Mo He,    

There was no lack of jealousy.    

After experiencing this crisis of life and death together, it was obvious that these dragons had a great change in their view of Mosu.    

This was also what Chen Xiao was happy about. This way, he would be able to turn back Mo Su's previous disadvantage and better integrate with the Mojiao Clan to conceal himself.    

"How did you do that?"    

The captain of the Flood Dragon Clan sized Chen Xiao up from head to toe. It was obvious that he was very weak right now. His blood and Qi were in a terrible decline and he was in a very bad state.    

Even when Mo Su stood in front of him, he still felt that it was a little unreal.    

That sea monster had the strength of a Saint Ruler, so how did Mo Su manage to escape from its jaws?    

He asked himself, even if he had the power of Mo Su, he still wouldn't be able to do it.    

"I, ahem …"    

Chen Xiao coughed out a mouthful of blood just as he was about to open his mouth.    

Suddenly, there was a shout of surprise. It seemed that he was seriously injured. Of course, all of this was Chen Xiao's disguise.    

Seeing this, the captain of the Flood Dragon Clan did not have the heart to ask any further and hastily replied.    

"Stop talking, take care of your wounds first."    

"Yes."    

Chen Xiao nodded and secretly let out a sigh of relief. It seemed like he didn't have any flaws.    

"This is for you."    

He took out the spirit beast bag containing the Golden Carp Beast and handed it to the ship master.    

The captain of the Flood Dragon Clan gave him a deep look before taking it with a smile.    

"Don't worry, you will have one as well, and you will definitely not lack one."    

The ship captain of the Flood Dragon clan said. No one objected to his words and they all nodded in agreement.    

Originally, Mo Su only needed to pay for the task and everything was already over. Regardless of what he captured, it had nothing to do with him.    

After another wave of greetings and concern, Chen Xiao pretended to start healing and didn't say another word.    

Just like this, the group leisurely traversed the waves. After continuously travelling for seven days, they finally arrived at the region of the sea that belonged to the Mojiao clan.    

"Yo, Mo Da, you came back so soon. It can't be that you didn't get anything and left empty-handed, right?"    

In a sentry boat not too far away from the island where the Flood Dragon Clan resided, there were five Flood Dragon Clans. After seeing the captain of the Flood Dragon Clan and Mo Su's group, they joked around.    

Mo Da was the famous ship captain of the Flood Dragon clan.    

"What do you know? I'm going to make a fortune this time." Mo Da said arrogantly.    

There was no trace of the fear and unease from a few days ago on his face. His eyes were full of pride as he disdainfully glanced at his fellow clansmen on the ship.    

The checkpoint ship was the one in charge of security, and it was also the first line of defense of the island.    

To put it more bluntly, these Mojito who were in charge of sentries were just cannon fodder.    

If anything really happened, then the fastest way to die would be through this group of fellows.    

However, the job of patrolling was the most tiring and the reward was not excessive.    

Usually, only those with low strength and no talent would choose this job.    

In terms of status and strength, Mo Da and this group of Flood Dragons were actually all about the same. They were both at the bottom of the army.    

However, he had enough confidence to despise these people.    

"Make a fortune?" Could it be that we have caught a Golden Carp Beast? "    

"Is that possible? If he were to catch the Golden Carp Beast, I will eat it on the spot … "    

The group of Flood Dragon clansmen who were on guard laughed very unrestrainedly. After all, guarding at this point was simply too boring. They had to think of a way to get some fun.    

The golden carp beast's name was extremely famous. Whether it was in the sea race or the human race, it was even more precious. Its price was extremely high.    

There was only one reason, it was delicious.    

Actually, the Golden Carp Beast did not have much of a combative nature. The difficulty of capturing it was not that high, and the difficulty lay in finding the top.    

After so many years of wanton capture, even the Golden Carp Beasts had become rarer in the entire Endless Sea.    

Rare things are precious, making their prices once skyrocket, high.    

Therefore, under the temptation of such huge benefits, the number of people who tried to capture the Golden Carp Beast did not decrease, but instead increased.    

Naturally, the chances of capturing it were very small.    

"That's what you said. Open your dead fish eyes wide and take a good look at what this is."    

Mo Da became excited and immediately escaped from the Spirit Beast Pouch, showing off the Golden Carp Beast that was still alive and kicking, as if he was offering a treasure.    

The golden carp looked like a large carp that had been magnified countless times. It was entirely golden, and its color was bright. It was big and plump.    

All of a sudden, it attracted countless attention.    

Very quickly, the news of Mo Da capturing the Golden Carp Beast spread throughout the entire race.    

There were many good things that happened to the Flood Dragon Clan. They all rushed over to join in on the fun. This made Mo Da very eye-catching, and for a time, he became the clan's most popular person.    

Chen Xiao frowned, he was constantly on guard.    

He tried his best to keep a low profile as he leisurely followed behind Mo Da.    

— — The content is from [Mick Read]