Chapter 657: Into the urn

Nashatar is the largest city in the entire underwater world, with high spires and beautiful and gorgeous reliefs showing the style of the ancient elven empire, but with the passing of the elven empire, these buildings that sank to the bottom of the sea are no longer glorious, the immersion of the sea water makes these buildings overgrown with algae, the Nagas don't seem to care about these seaweeds, let them form a forest sea at the top of the building, the coral creatures regard these solid stone buildings as the same kind, Nashatar has become a real underwater city, only the queen's palace is still gorgeous。

A ghostly fish-like boat rested behind a mountain peak south of Nashatar, and the chubby hull pulled a huge fish-like wooden tail fin behind it, which was extremely comical. In front of the bow of the ship protrudes a large drill bit, and under the drill bit is a transparent window with a faint blue light, and the sides of the hull are inlaid with two metal discs on which an abstract goblin pattern is depicted.

"This is Nashatar?" Liadline and her team members gathered in front of the three-dimensional image formed by magic, their faces were very solemn, such a huge city, in order and not chaotic at all, it is enough to prove that Naga still maintains the rule of the empire, there is a country, there is naturally a professional army, this is the same as the knowledge recorded by the Great Lord, most of the Naga on land are just scattered tribes, more similar in nature to the private armies of human nobles, and the real army is still in the hands of the so-called queen.

"There's a magic sentry. The magically dressed team member suddenly waved his hand and dispersed the magical image.

"Discovered?" Liadelin subconsciously put her hand on the hilt of her sword, and the goblin driver on the side changed his face greatly, and looked nervously at the window.

These damn humans are too daring, they have no idea how those Naga torture their captives!

"Probably not. The High Elf mage frowned for a moment. "There's a huge barrier package outside the city, and while it's invisible, I don't think the Ten Light Railguns can't break through it, and it's full of magical sentry posts, which may be why we don't see any patrolling soldiers. ”

Liadline nodded, it has been nearly 10,000 years since Naga sank to the bottom of the sea, and dominating the underwater world for so many years is enough for them to develop some not-so-good habits, which they can use.

"It's less than a day before we agreed with the Great Lord, and I hope we can catch up. Liadline straightened up and glanced out the window at the blue underwater world, a world that humans had never set foot in, but fortunately she had the details of the underwater world recorded by the Great Lord, hoping to help make the trip go well.

"If we don't get the High Lord back, Lady Sylvanas will go crazy. "The human ranger kept wiping the musket in his hand, although it may not be very useful in the underwater world.

"Don't talk nonsense. The priest girl smacked the Ranger on the head in disgust. "By the way, Captain, will Miss Sylvanas come?"

Liadeline shook her head, "Lady Sylvanas is on another mission. ”

Concern is chaos, too strong feelings will affect judgment, as a former ranger general, Ms. Sylvanas herself knows this very well, so she went to the Outlands to perform other missions, as for what mission----- mission level is top secret, except for a few high-ranking councilors and mission performers, no one knows what the mission is, but I vaguely heard people mention that Ms. Sylvanas set off with the prophet Velon.

"Ma'am, it's time to go. The goblin pilot hesitated to interrupt a few people, he really didn't want to come with them to die, but he had no other choice, for the sake of the bag of gold coins and the muskets, he hoped that his modified submarine would run faster when it escaped.

"You don't have to report it, Mr. Goblin, you're up to you in the submarine, as long as you can make sure we get us to our predetermined location. Without looking at the goblin, Liadline sat back on the chair that was fixed to the wall.

The goblin stood there for a moment, and when he saw that everyone else was like that, he sat back in the driver's seat, and the other goblin peeked out from behind the huge periscope, with an expression that was about to cry, but still made an OK gesture.

The air in the narrow space itself will not be much better, but compared to the corpse of the demon, the smell here is nothing, the team members are silently gnawing on the dry food in their hands, in an environment that is completely corroded by evil energy or other evil energy, how to quickly establish a small area of viable environment is everyone' Dawn Light's compulsory course for elite warriors, the illusions created by the mages are very real, not to mention in this sour environment, even surrounded by countless demon corpses, you must also stuff dry food into your stomach, maintaining good physical strength is the foundation of every warrior's survival and battle.

The ghostly submarine made its way along the ridge on the south side of Nyshatar at its slowest speed, and from time to time schools of cruising fish came up curiously bumping into the boats, and slowly, the ships began to move away from Neuchâtl, and the ruins of the Old Elves, some tall stone pillars, and some completely abandoned buildings could be seen out of the window.

Gradually, Liadlin found that the ruins and ruins were regular, as if there was a path leading to somewhere, and a relatively well-preserved stone pavement confirmed its idea, and this place was still within the confines of the ruins of the ancient Neuchâtar, which gave an idea of how majestic the Neuchâtar of the Ancient Elven Empire would be.

The cabin was silent, save for the occasional sound of Liadrin's movements, and she found that the goblins were able to clearly discern directions at the bottom of the sea, which made her wonder if Dawn Light would use this knowledge.

In less than a moment, Liadeline figured out what was going on, these goblins relied on ocean currents and the direction of growth of sea plants to determine their directions, although they were not necessarily very accurate, but they were generally not wrong, plus there were ruins of the Elven Empire everywhere, and with a reference, it was not so difficult to discern the direction.

"At the current pace, how long will it take for us to get to our destination?" the two goblins let out a long sigh as soon as she spoke, the atmosphere just now was too oppressive.

"If the map you provided is correct, we will need at least twenty hours, but when we get out of Nashatar, we will be able to speed up a little, the other Naga cities are not guarded now, they have been fighting recently, most of the warriors are not in the city, if this is not the case, we will not be able to cross Nashatar, usually this ridge is full of wandering Nagas. The goblin said a long list in one breath and smashed his mouth comfortably.

Liadlin nodded and stopped talking, only hoping that she was in a hurry and that the Great Lord couldn't have problems, otherwise the huge Holy Light Alliance would fall apart in an instant.