Under the awe-inspiring gaze of hundreds of murlocs and nagas, Duque slowly walked up to the naga leader, raised his right hand gently, and spoke in the clearest murloc language. "As the price for offending me … I will now punish you with the 'Hundred Hands of Dismemberment'!"
In the next second, nearly a hundred [Hands of Magic] swarmed forward.
The fingernails of these Hands of Magic, which were shaped like human palms, suddenly sharpened and lengthened, becoming similar to the claws of demons. Every finger was a fatal iron hook!
The dark gray scales of the naga leader were dug off piece by piece and discarded on the beach.
His thick and tight skin that ordinary human daggers couldn't pierce was torn off, revealing scarlet muscles and tendons.
This wasn't the end. The torture continued.
Every piece of muscle, every tendon, had been ripped out alive ….
Hearing the Naga leader's never-ending screams, both the murlocs and the Nagas stopped fighting. They watched the massacre in horror and bewilderment.
Even Duque himself didn't notice that his expression was so cold at this moment, as if what he was dissecting alive was not a huge humanoid creature that was twice his height, but a live fish.
The naga was very tenacious, and as the male leader, his physique was the strongest in the clan. So, he suffered extra pain.
He wailed for a full five minutes before he died completely.
During this time, the nagas behind him had already retreated to the depths of the sea without a sound.
Only hundreds of murlocs were still crawling near Duque in awe.
When Duque came back to his senses, he was shocked to find that the most majestic naga had been killed by him.
"Uh, I did this?" Duque was also surprised.
"Host, to be precise, you did it when you entered the cold mode just now," the system elf reminded Duque.
"This … This is the complication of losing my moral integrity?"
"When one's humanity is lost to a certain extent, it is indeed easy to have various mental states. But in the mode just now, your casting speed increased by 45%, and your spell strength increased by 32%. If you encounter a strong enemy in the future, I suggest that you enter this state by force, host. "
"Are there any sequelae?"
"Not yet."
"Alright! I'll consider it. "
After the fight, Duque was a little hungry. His stomach made a grumbling sound. Then, miraculously, the leader of the murlocs named Yu Mao presented his treasure — well, it was a fresh, live fish.
System Notification:
"Murloc Leader Yu Mao hopes that you can enjoy [Fresh Silver Head Salmon] in front of everyone! If you do this, it will help increase the loyalty of these two merfolk tribes. "
Duque was a little embarrassed. If he remembered correctly, [Fresh Silverhead Salmon] was a specialty of Stranglethorn Vale. Stranglethorn Vale was in the southern part of the Western Wilderness. As the leader of the Murlocs, it was not strange for Fishspear to be captured.
Looking at the pitiful eyes of the Fishmen, Duque gave in.
In any case, salmon was salmon. It wasn't the first time he ate salmon raw. It was a pity that there was no soy sauce or wasabi!
Eh! Wait a minute! There was wasabi too.
Not far from Duque, Duque saw a pile of weeds that the Murlocs had gotten from who-knows-where. There was horseradish among them. After all, horseradish was wasabi after being dried and ground into powder. They usually grew in places like valleys and rivers.
Taking the horseradish directly and skipping the grinding step, Duque took out a knife and ate it raw.
Duque did not know that this scene was seen by the group of Nagas who had just run to the river.
Due to the distance, they could only see Duque make a few gestures on the bloody male Naga, then eat the raw fish …
"Blargh!" A Naga vomited.
Devil! This human is definitely a devil!
Not only is his magic power extremely powerful, but he also calculated everything accurately. He is also a terrifying existence that dares to eat raw Naga meat.
The leader, Avis, was trembling all over.
"Ooh, ooh, ooh!" Suddenly, not far from Avis, there was a murloc's cry.
Not good! I've been discovered!
It was too late to silence them. The entire murloc tribe was in an uproar. The murlocs who were eager to curry favor with their new master, Duque, had already surrounded the Nagas.
Unlike the last time, there were no other targets to help them divert the murlocs' attention this time. Moreover, they had personally proven that the river was a dead end.
Duque smiled. It was absolutely normal for this group of Nagas to be unable to escape. In the entire Western Wilderness, except for the large river that separated the Elven Forest and the Western Wilderness that could be called a river, all the rivers that extended to the sea were small rivers. Not far from the shore, it would become a narrow underground river.
Nagas and murlocs were both aquatic creatures and could not go too far from the shore. After leaving the river, it was the wasteland of the Western Wilderness and all kinds of monsters. Just now, there were already many Corpse Shredder Birds and Vultures circling in the sky.
It could be said that this group of Nagas had just run into a dead end by themselves.
"Naga Avis, are you going to put down your weapons and come over, or should I let the murlocs carry your bodies over!" Duque spoke in the common human language, but he knew that the Nagas would definitely understand.
The Nagas, who were born as High Elves, were also very talented in languages.
Avis bit her lip fiercely. The situation was beyond her control. In the end, she threw down the scepter in her hand and allowed the murlocs to rush forward and carry away her and her subordinates' weapons.
Most of the wounded Nagas stayed a few dozen steps away. Only Avis was brought to Duque, who was sitting on a boulder on the beach.
Not daring to look up at Duke who was on the boulder, Avis glanced at the male Naga who was torn apart alive not far away. He retracted his gaze as if he was startled. He crossed his four smooth arms and bowed.
"Respected human powerhouse, Vara Furlin Avis pays her respects to you."
"Oh? Furlin? Why would the Furlin Nagas of the Secret Blood Island come to the Western Wilderness? "Duque had only asked casually, but it set off a storm in Vara's heart.
The Secret Blood Island was such a secret place that even many human historians did not know about. How did this human mage know about it?
All of a sudden, Vara had the terrifying illusion that all her secrets had been seen through by Duque.
"We … We are exiles."
"Heh, exiles!"
Exiles were the pitiful creatures who had been abandoned by their tribes and could only fend for themselves. Those who did well were like the High Elves of Cuel Salas, establishing a new territory and making a name for themselves. Those who did poorly were like Vara in front of him, being hunted down everywhere.
"May I know your name, sir, and … how will you deal with us?"
"Me?" Initially, Duque wanted to say it directly, but on second thought, he was a human, and a little mage with no reputation at all. It did not seem right for him to take in a large number of alien underlings at this time, so he randomly made up a name. "I am the Hundred-Handed Death God Huo Jia. You can call me Lord Huo."
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