"He'll be fine. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" Ansu said, trying to pat little Naga on the shoulder, but she had little Niga on her other arm, and his slender tail now wrapped her wrist tightly. Little Nyga didn't understand what was happening, but looked curiously at everything around him with his two big red eyes. The future leaders of the two clans grabbed one of Ansu's hands on the left and the right, as if they occupied half of the country.

The two black dots under the water quickly broke out of the waves, jumping in the air and still inseparable, and the tails collided continuously with a loud bang, like a huge wave constantly hitting the shore, splashing countless water droplets, like a rainstorm. Both of their bone spears had been lost in the ocean, and were now scuffling together with their bare hands, neither of them having a chance to draw their swords. They looked evenly matched now, but Ansu could see that the Naga Patriarch was at a disadvantage, and he could only defend passively. In the fight just now, the unhealed wound of the Naga patriarch burst out again, and the blood that had just gushed out was instantly swept away by the seawater, and the wound that was soaked in the sea water showed a miserable white. There was no place in his body that was not in pain, and if he were an ordinary person, he would have fallen under the first wave of attacks, but the Naga Patriarch held on with a tenacious spirit and strong will. This spirit transcended the pain of the body, making him like a god of war who could not be killed.

The attack of the Patriarch of Nga was so fierce and fierce that he even saw the look of pain on Patriarch Naga's face, but he refused to fall. Patriarch Niga's eyes flashed with cruelty, and he forced Patriarch Naga away with two punches, brushed the ground and pulled out the bone knife, slashing at Patriarch Naga's neck, he didn't want to waste time on him, it was time to end this game of cat and mouse. The Naga patriarch dodged one punch, but the other actually hit the chest, like being hit in the chest by a high-speed swordfin shark. The Naga patriarch coughed up a mouthful of blood, his breathing became rapid and heavy, and before he could take a few breaths, the bone knife slashed down with the power of Thunder!

A thunderclap suddenly exploded in the sky, and then countless thunderbolts flew through the clouds like golden snakes, and the wind swept across the sea, and the shells on the two wooden poles clanged like dense drumbeats. When Chung Niga saw that the Naga patriarch was beaten by the Niga patriarch and was powerless, his heart slowly settled, and the little anxiety he had just felt on the island disappeared, and he turned back into the high Niga.

Chung Nigar straightened out the windswept fishskin robes (only wizards wore robes, because they had to hold something to activate spells), he glanced at the sorcerer standing on his bent waist, and pouted, what about a great wizard? He's dying old, how much mana can he have?

"It seems that the victory belongs to us, you better go back early and pack your things and get out of the big blue ocean." Chung Niga said, happily admiring the painful look on the face of the Naga patriarch.

Tuwu remained silent, as if it were a stone. Blinded by vanity, Yong Niga didn't notice that Tuwu's robes were not moving in the wind.

The Naga patriarch clutched his blood-dripping shoulders, gritted his teeth, and decisively dived into the water. With a frenzied flash of fire in his eyes, the Nyga patriarch followed with his knife in his hand, and he was going to deliver the final blow to this bug! Soon, he's going to meet his son! The blood of the Niga patriarch was boiling, and he clung to the back of the Naga patriarch and dived into the deep sea.

"Haha, Losh! Are you going to be a turtle again? ”

Thunder slashed down from the sky, and the sea was white. After a louder thunderclap, the wind finally came in a torrential rain. The two wavy lines became a bunch of jumbled lines, but they were still distinct. Each side stared at the surface of the sea. The rules of Gemba do not allow their own people to help. Although the people of the two tribes were worried, they could only wait and listen to the arrangement of the sea god.

"Luosh, you are a coward, you don't even dare to let your clansmen see if you fail!" The Iga patriarch taunted as he chased, "You deserve to die in a dark corner, eaten by inferior insects!" ”

The Naga patriarch was humiliated by the Niga patriarch and remained silent, and kept diving, but the speed slowly decreased. The Niga patriarch was overjoyed, and quickly swung his tail and rushed towards the Naga patriarch like a cannonball, with a cold light flashing in his hand--

Burst--

The blade of the knife entered the flesh, and the blood flowed from the hand and under the ribs of the Naga patriarch holding the blade, and although the Naga patriarch slowed down the strength by grasping the blade with his hand, half of the Niga chief's knife was still inserted into the Naga chief's chest.

"Die!"

The expression on the face of the Nga Patriarch was hideous and crazy, and he held the hilt of the knife with both hands and stabbed deeply, trying to penetrate the whole Nga Patriarch.

The muscles on the Naga patriarch's face throbbed wildly, it was in great pain, he gritted his teeth, but the blood still flowed from the corners of his mouth, and suddenly, he smiled.

The Niga patriarch was shocked and quickly retreated, but the hand holding the knife was clutched by the Naga chief, and the resistance of the deep sea slowed down the movement of his body. At first, his chest was cold, like cold raindrops hitting it, and then a huge pain rolled over the world. The Patriarch of Nga looked at the bone knife inserted into his chest in disbelief, and tried to push away the shackles of the Patriarch of Ngaga, but the Patriarch of Nga still held on to him, pushing the Bone Knife into Patriarch Niagar's heart little by little. He calmly looked into the flustered eyes of the Niaga patriarch and uttered the first words since the start of the fight.

"I didn't want to win in the first place, I just wanted to die with you."

"You ......" As soon as he opened his mouth, Patriarch Niga spat out a large mouthful of blood, he gritted his teeth and spun his body, and slapped Patriarch Naga away with his tail. The Naga patriarch snorted, and couldn't help but let go of his hand, and his body sank limply towards the bottom of the sea.

A ghostly light shone through the dark and dreary waters on the Naga Chief's dilated pupils, and the Naga Patriarch pulled the hard muscles on his face to reveal an ethereal smile, and slowly closed his eyes.

"Father, you'll be back, won't you?"

"Yes."

Loca, I'll be back, but in a different form, you may not recognize me anymore.

We were born in the ocean and eventually return to the ocean.

The Nga patriarch coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, his breathing becoming difficult, and he shook his head to get rid of the dizziness in his brain, which made him feel cold. Unable to stay here any longer, the Nyga patriarch swung his tail and swam towards the sea, he finally fulfilled the long-cherished wish of his ancestors, and he would soon be able to see his son!

A black shadow swam towards him, and the Iga patriarch was very happy: "Tu, come and help me float to the surface, we won." ”

"Really?"

"Really."

As soon as the words fell, the smile of the Niga patriarch froze on his face, and he glared at Tu Niga in disbelief: "You ......"

Instead of coming over to help the Nica Chief, Tu Niga pushed the bone knife inserted in the Niagar Chief's chest completely and twisted it vigorously. The Nga patriarch convulsed in pain, spitting out gulps of blood that blurred the waters around him.

"For ...... Why? ”

"Without you and your son, the position of patriarch would be mine." Tu Niga looked indifferently at the Niga Patriarch who was dying, "You purebloods have been sitting in this position for too long, I will unify the Great Blue Sea in your place, and die in peace." ”

The Niga patriarch opened his mouth to say something more, but from his mouth came a large cloud of blood, and he stared at the sea, his lips squirming silently.

Son, son......

The Nica patriarch never really looked at his son until he died.