"Why?" Fang Rong asked: "Or, who transferred this information?"

"There are little chances of indigenous people on the island," said Luo Hao. "According to Ms. Adnie, the indigenous people on the Storm Islands do not even have their own texts. These pieces of paper are meaningless to them, and it is even less likely to screen out the parts of the battle."

"But I don't think Naga is likely," he analyzed, "if they want to cover up something, they just need to burn it. In my opinion, this kind of transfer is not like a desire to cover up, but more like a kind of protection."

"But who can do such a thing?" Tianlan asked, "There are still imperial people on this island?"

"That's unknown."

Luo Hao was about to continue speaking, but was suddenly interrupted by a sharp whistle.

Everyone was stunned and couldn't help looking in that direction through the window, but saw several figures carrying magic furnaces on the street not far away.

"Selected?" Everyone was shocked.

They never expected that there were other candidates on this island except for the Seven Seas Brigade.

However, before they could tell the identities of these conscripts, Fang Rong saw more figures appearing from not far away.

But this time it was not the caller, but a group of beautiful creatures with long snake tails, four arms and spitting out snake letters—

Naga.
Chapter completed!