Silence!
Silence!
This kind of deathly silence made the assault team led by Vashj very uncomfortable.
Before the attack, Vashj had already given a death order, and everyone was even prepared to fight against their own compatriots.
This was not a big deal. Previously in the deep sea, if it was the boss or the second-in-command who did not agree with the boss, they would kill their own compatriots on the spot. This was really not a big deal.
But now there was not a single enemy. What was going on? A haunted house?
Nearly a thousand elite Naga led hundreds of Water Elementals, dozens of Sea Giants, and Striders in a single file. For a full half an hour, they did not encounter a single enemy. It was as if those guarding the lower levels of the Black Temple were all landlubbers, and they would run away as soon as they encountered water.
There was a huge fork in the road ahead, and Vashj knew that she had to split up.
"Mologri, left. Hydus, right. Karathress, follow me. "
Splitting up also meant risks, but unfortunately, there was no other choice.
Leading nearly five hundred main forces, Vashj and Karathress continued forward.
Suddenly, a red light suddenly lit up in the water far ahead.
The spiral-shaped red light seemed to ignore the resistance of the water, drawing a straight and ferocious line in the water.
No, it did not ignore the resistance, but from the darkness above the water, clusters of seemingly endless red light first shot out, first rippling the water, laying an express path for the next attack.
Then all the power was gathered into a beam in the enemy's hand. Without waiting for the light to fade, a shiny conical conch was directly thrown over like a throwing spear.
The one who was hit was the Deepwater Lord Karathress. Even though he had been slightly on guard, he was still caught off guard.
He only had time to raise his sledgehammer that was full of spikes halfway before the sharp conch shot arrived. He only managed to dodge the misfortune of having his chest pierced by the conch at the last moment, but he could not avoid his shoulder.
The magnificent epic-grade right shoulder armor was easily pierced, and all the Naga nearby saw Karathress' right arm twisted in a posture that should not have appeared.
This was because the conical conch's front was very sharp and thin, but it became extremely thick in the middle. When the powerful force pierced through the Deepwater Lord's shoulder, not only did it send his tall and sturdy body flying, the thickened conch even squeezed open his wound, crushing part of his shoulder blade and collarbone.
"Ugh …" Karathress screamed as his body was nailed to the steel-like wall behind him.
In the relatively clear water, everyone could see that the huge wound was still covered in thick veins of blood. The blood swirled along with the current and spread out in the water.
Vashj's face immediately darkened. The High Elven Language that contained magic spread from the water into the darkness above the surface.
"Na — in — tu — si —"
This was the wrath of the Queen!
He was also angry at his former subordinate for attacking him without even greeting him.
Even if they were enemies, this sneak attack still made Vashj feel deeply humiliated.
The water level suddenly dropped, as if some machine was draining the water from the underground passage.
Vashj suddenly took out a trident from her Space Storage Bag and stabbed it into the water. Most of the water had been drained away, and what was left was only enough to soak Vashj's lower body.
This was enough!
The high ground in front was suddenly lit up, and the light of the magic lamp illuminated the surroundings as if it was daytime. After a short moment of discomfort for the nagas on Vashj's side, everyone saw that it was a huge rectangular space the size of a football field.
On the high platform, a snake-tailed monster with red skin and scales was' staring 'at Vashj.
"Na 'in … tu?" If the initial roar represented Vashj's anger, then the current call was a kind of … perhaps pity, or perhaps it represented uncertain feelings.
It was difficult to regard the monster in front of them as a naga.
He could barely be considered a male naga in appearance, but there were already too many differences in his physiological structure.
At first glance, he was bigger than most of the male Naga Nagas.
He had skin and scales that were completely different from nagas, and there were many pairs of red cone-shaped spikes on his thick snake tail, which reminded people of the tail of a giant dragon.
Although he still retained the thick arms unique to male nagas, the two wings on his head that were unique to nagas had all disappeared.
The nostrils and eyes had degenerated to the point where they were almost invisible, and the entire front of the head was like a smooth ostrich egg. It was just that the lower jaw was even more terrifying. Originally, a male naga would have a mouth of sharp teeth. Now, there were only a few huge canines on his lower jaw, each tooth larger than a human fist.
"You … demonized?" Vashj's face was full of shock.
Na 'in Tu did not answer, but instead stretched out his thick left hand with great reverence, "Your Majesty, you are even more beautiful. No! Have you … recovered your previous beauty? "
Vashj's face quickly changed from shock to coquettish, "You're wrong! In fact, from the beginning of the fall of Azshara, I have always maintained my beauty. Relying on the [Ultimate Transformation] that my Lord, Duke Marcus, gave me! "
After saying that, with Karathress's low groan of pain as the background, Vashj changed back into her high elf form in a burst of light.
A head of shiny red hair, an impeccably delicate face, and an exquisite and curvaceous figure that was intentionally or unintentionally posed in an S shape was perfect and enchanting.
Vashj smiled faintly, "Are you envious? Are you jealous? It doesn't matter! Come back! Na 'in Tu' in Tu 'an, you are already my subordinate! I am already a true demigod of Azeroth. I can remove the curse on you and let you become that tall, handsome, and heroic you again … "
It had to be said that Vashj was very good at winning over her subordinates.
Restoring the glory of the high elves from 10,000 years ago was the greatest wish of these nagas who had been suffering in the deep sea for 10,000 years. Now, the hundreds of naga elites around her had all begun to learn [Ultimate Transformation], and dozens of them could barely maintain their elven form for more than half an hour.
Although Vashj could not break Enzos' curse for so many subordinates in one go, it was at least a thought.
Who knew that the trick that most nagas had tried thousands of times would be rejected by Na 'in Tu' an.
Na 'in Tu' an pointed at Karathress, who was struggling, and sneered, "Your Majesty! Please forgive me for refusing! I have no interest in being a subject under Your Majesty with that guy who only knows how to flatter. "
"You …"
Na 'in Tu' an raised the sharp white conch in his right hand, which was his exclusive weapon, "Your Majesty Vashj, I've had enough of your ambiguity. I know that every female naga likes to use this trick against male nagas. In fact, it works a lot of times because you females are always stronger than males. But today is different, I am stronger than you now. So I will defeat you and make you my wife, serving me for the rest of your life! "
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