At this time, the Fishman Elders beside it finally spoke.
"The Grand Elder is right."
"For hundreds of years since our ancestors, we've been fighting with those guys."
"According to the former Elders, when the tribe first migrated here."
"Those detestable Skeleton Knights numbered over hundreds."
"Even the weakest among them were comparable to us Overlord-Level Elders."
"Those clad in Golden Battle Armor were even much stronger than elders."
"Especially when they formed wars and charged at the lake shore, it was a nightmare."
When it said this, all the Fishmen present fell silent.
Although their fish-like heads didn't show many expressions, the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became solemn.
Since withdrawing from the range of the South Shore, the friction between both sides greatly reduced.
However, every ten to eight years, some of the Skeleton Knights awaken.
Returning to the surface, they go on a killing spree.
