The Lords of the Deep Water's formidable combat power soon caught the attention of the Night Elf commander.

"Cross formation, go all out!"

Priestess Isher shouted. Ares discovers that the priestess, who was supposed to cast spells from a distance, has run to the front line at some point. She strode through the crowd and confronted the furious beast, even though she knew it was only the commander of the Viper Temple's gatekeeper.

Soon, the Night Elf hunters began to hunt in cross-positions, and these hand-outing elven hunters, mostly made up of women, leaped in front of the Lord of the Deep Water, Karaselas, one after the other.

Karaselas tried to target them, but the sheer number of huntress circled it, rendering the Deepwater Lord's aim ineffective. It tried to shoot indiscriminately, but the heavy arrow landed in the crowd and plunged into the mud.

At the same time, the Night Elf hunters drew their bows and aimed at the huge kraken.

Size is both an advantage and a disadvantage for the Lord of the Deepwater. Its tall size makes it much more powerful than normal humans, but it is also an easy target for enemy hunters.

Sylvanas joins the Night Elf hunting party.

Arrows were fired from the hands of these huntresses, and the elven arrows that gathered the power of nature not only possessed the speed and power of the wind, but also had the ability to be infected with venom, and each arrow cluster was smeared with deadly poison. Once the target is fired, the venom will spread rapidly through the target's body.

Karaselas abandoned the heavy bow and drew his trident, however, it was too late, dozens of elven arrows had already pierced into its body. Karaselas roared and rushed towards his nearest Night Elf squad. The elven squad suddenly jumped and scattered, and only one Night Elf hunter had no time to escape, and was stabbed by Naga Commander Karasselas.

The huntress cried in pain and struggled. Her supple, lean body was pierced by a massive harpoon, and blood gushed out of the breach, and there was no doubt that she would die. The struggle was only temporary, however, Carasselas didn't intend to let her struggle for long, only to see the Lord of the Deep Water, Krathoras, grab it with his big hand, and angrily pull the Night Elf huntress out of the harpoon. As if pulling a bug from his weapon, the huntress's blood spurted out even more...... The scarlet blood streaked a startling red in the air.

Then, without hesitation, Karaselas squirmed its rhinoceros-strong body and charged towards another team of Night Elves. However, it was at this point that the druids cast a spell on the Lord of the Deepwater, Karathoras.

Several strong, sturdy vines burst out of the mud and wrapped around Karasselas's body.

At the same time, the elven hunters drew their bows and aimed them at the head of the High Lord Kathoras.

In an instant, arrows rained down again.

Carasselas twisted its misshapen, bulky head, painfully blocking most of the arrows, but some of them pierced into his body anyway.

Along with those dense arrows just now, the venom came into play.

Karaselas felt her blood freeze, and the long-range blow resembling a viper's spike was painful. It would rather have its enemies rush up to it and engage it at close range, and it will use its great power to tear these arrogant Night Elves apart, but the Night Elves have used their strengths and opponents' weaknesses to keep their distance from Karasselas.

Sylvanas even jumped on its back, and shot an arrow at the back of the Great Naga.

Karaselas roared in pain, but just as it writhed to deliver a fatal blow to the elf on its back, Sylvanas had jumped nimbly away from his back and landed in the crowd.

The Night Elf warriors quickly protected her, and despite their hatred, at this moment, they were allies, on the same front.

On the other side, Ares and the Hammer Dwarves had already entered the lower level of the Viper Temple. Their goal is clear, they are not here to trouble Naga, but to find the Hammer Lord Vorstad. Naga is the enemy, but it doesn't matter, the ecological balance of the Zangar swamp is not that important to Ares...... Although the Night Elves did the right thing......

Soon, under the cover of the druids, Ares and Franck and other brute hammer warriors rushed to the giant castle. Here, Naga and the influx of Night Elf warriors and hunters are engaged in a tough battle.

The number of naga is constantly decreasing. The Cenarion Expeditionary Force fought and won, advancing all the way.

Until they approached the Shadow Gate.

However, at this moment, from the surrounding passages, countless small but very fierce underwater creatures poured out—fishmen.

Like ants, they continued to pour in from all sides, even cutting off the connection between the Night Elf vanguard and the large forces behind. The air reverberated with a maddening whin......

Ares grabbed the head of a fish-man with one hand, and then drove his great sword through its throat as if he were slaughtering its prey, and the entire head of the fish-man was almost chopped off alive! The terrifying picture startled the fish people behind, but soon, with a completely overwhelming outnumber, they rushed up again frantically......

At first glance, it is almost densely packed with fish-people's heads...... The scene in front of him reminded Ares of the battle against the Zerg at Angela's Temple. They are not strong in individual combat, but they are surprisingly numerous.

It's like asexual reproduction, pouring out of a dark corner.

The Hammer Dwarves fought valiantly, and as if they were in the air, they were undaunted and unyielding on land. The Storm Warhammer slammed into the Fish-Man troops with a blue arc of lightning. Each blow caused quite a stir in the army of fishmen, and the arc of lightning continued to devour the approaching fishmen, scorching and roasting their bodies...... There was a strong fishy smell in the air......

"It would be nice if there was a mage, a fire, turn all these fish people into grilled fish!"

During the battle, Ares turned and joked with the Hammer Dwarf beside him.

A brave fish-man seemed to understand the conversation between Ares and the Hammer Dwarf, and angrily pounced on the two...... However, he was hit by the holy sword of Ares and the war hammer of the hammer knight Frank at the same time.

As the Storm Hammer slammed into the fish-man's head, the Ashbringer passed through its body. A moment later, the brave fish-man soldier was dismembered in an instant...... Its head was smashed to pieces, and its body was split in half...... The internal organs and brains spilled out wantonly.

Thick mucus flowed all over the ground......

"Oh...... It's disgusting. ”

The Hammer Dwarf sneered in disgust, trampled on the merman's corpse, and continued to swing his hammer at the other merman......