"Master, master, those bugs, they've barged in! ……”

In the Crystal Palace, the Naga guards rushed in in a panic to update their queen, Vasqi, on the latest battle situation.

However, their queen seems to have learned the information much faster than her men. She stood elegantly in front of a transparent crystal stone, gently scratching the transparent crystal stone with her blade-like nails, and saw that the originally dull crystal stone immediately bloomed with a faint soft light.

Under a strange magic, images began to appear in the crystal. That was before, two hours earlier, outside the Viper Temple. The Night Elf forces are attacking the underwater city, led by their leader, the priestess Ishel.

There is also a picture of thousands of Night Elf huntress besieging Karaselas, the commander of the Naga army.

"Your Majesty, do you know?"

The guard looked a little shocked when he saw this, and he asked in surprise.

I saw Vaschi first sliding down from the crystal platform, and then said unhurriedly-

"Yes, of course I do."

"Then we ......"

"Olex, my faithful servant, do you know what is the greatest advantage of our Naga over other races?"

Vaskey wandered, squirming in front of the captain of the guard. She pressed her devilish nails against the jaw of the male Naga Olex and forced him to look at her with those turquoise eyes. Vasqi liked the color of their pupils, the color they had before they had fallen, and back then, like the Night Elves, they had graceful statures and delicate features. It's just that, after 10,000 years, they have been reduced to the existence of the devil's class, while those former compatriots still enjoy nobility and elegance.

"The biggest advantage? Do we have great power? And the ability to swim quickly in the water? ”

Guard Olex looked at Queen Vaschi in confusion and said hesitantly.

"These are our strengths, but not the biggest ones."

"And what is our greatest strength?"

Olax asked curiously, and he was forced to make eye contact with Queen Vaskey.

"Diving, surviving in the water. Not so with other intelligent races. The Night Elves, the Dwarves, and the humans, none of them had the ability. ”

After looking at the handsome cheeks of the man, Vaschi turned around and said coldly. Her words were full of intrigue, and it was a deathly breath that chilled.

"What does the queen mean?"

Olex asked curiously.

"I will cast a spell here to bring in the water, and when the time comes, the whole palace will be filled with water, and the night elves, the dwarves, and the human will be completely drowned at the bottom of this deep and cold lake."

Vasqi said, a bewitching smile in the corner of her eye.

"But before I can do that, I'll have to deal with the druids, these things that are beyond their means, and I'll see how long they can hold out."

Vaski said as he swam to another place filled with crystals, where something resembling an altar was emitting a soft white light......

……

"Damn it! That Naga, she's starting to cast spells! ”

A few minutes later, outside the Viper Temple, the Night Elf druids felt a rush of pressure. The force of the water is increasing, and the huge amount of water above the Panya Reservoir is collapsing towards the bottom of the lake, this is a spell confrontation, although the druids have never even seen the face of Queen Naga, but the spell battle is already in private.

At the same time, they knew that they had to persevere, because thousands of Night Elf warriors were fighting Naga in the Viper Temple, and at this time, if the temple gate was opened, a huge amount of water would pour in, and everyone would be instantly swept away by the current, and the strong water pressure would crush everyone instantly, and even if they could barely hold on to the pressure, they would drown because they couldn't swim to the surface in time.

It can be said that these two dozen druids bear the burden of life and death to protect the entire Cenarion expeditionary force.

"The Grand Druid must be informed that Naga's spells are too powerful for us to sustain for long!"

The Druid Crook, who was casting a spell, commanded the Night Elf Huntress beside him. The huntress who received the order immediately rushed to the ground. She was to report the situation here to the Grand Druid Joyce and the Priestess Ichelle.

……

Outside the Viper Temple, the spell confrontation between the Naga and the Druids was still going on, and in the Hall of Shadows, Ares and the Demon Hunter fought together in a rage again.

The scorching Great Sword of Holy Light and the Dark Demonic Blade collided again, and both of them retreated with a muffled roar, but soon strangled together.

Leothera let out a piercing sneer, clenched the blade, and slashed it with force, forcing Ares to retreat, even to his knees to fend off the Demon Hunter's full force.

The two weapons clashed in the air, making a piercing sound of blows.

"You still need to practice, paladin."

Leotheras let out a sharp sneer, and then, the speed of his attack increased suddenly, and for a moment, the afterimage of the Demon Hunter seemed to appear on the left and right of Ares and around him at the same time. They swept past Ares like the wind, and Ares didn't even have time to react when the dark blade slashed through the heavy shoulder pads on Ares' shoulders. Warm blood gushed out.

Ares tried to fight back, however, in an instant, the Demon Hunter had already appeared overhead, and he spread his two-meter-long membranous wings and whipped up a gust of wind.

"Suffer death, small human, you are no match for the Demon Hunters."

Leoselas let out a scream, as if he were already a victor. There was an evil smile on his face.

The next moment, the Demon Hunter swooped down from the sky like a whirlwind.

Ares gripped the Ember Bringer with his wounded arm, ready for the final blow.

However, the duel between air and ground did not happen. In just a split second, an elven arrow struck from a distance, and instead of aiming at the Demon Hunter's body, she aimed at the trajectory of his fall. Sylvanas's archery skills were amazing, and Leosheras sensed the threat of the cold arrow, but it was too late for him to open his membranous wings again, so he could only retract his demonic membranous wings and take the Windranger arrow hard.

With Leotheras wounded, Ares stabbed the Ember Bridle from the bottom up. Zereb crystal bloomed with dazzling light, although Leothera was blind, but in the face of such a strong light, it seemed that he could not go all out, plus he was hit by an arrow in the air, and the demon hunter had no way to use all his strength.

Evil energy emanates from the Demon Hunter's blade, but under the onslaught of light energy, it becomes nothing to mention.

Once again, the two weapons clashed in the air, but this time, the Ember Bringer had the upper hand. Using the momentum of the Demon Hunter's swoop, the Ember Bringer cut a deep cut in its chest.

Light energy was released from the wound, and the Demon Hunter fell to the ground with a muffled roar of pain.

You could see that green evil energy was pouring out of his body, and a trace of dark green liquid was dripping from the wound, and it was impossible to tell whether it was the demon's bodily fluid or the blood of the elves.

But the Demon Hunter was still not defeated, he held the Demon Blade and barely stood up again, however, in the midst of the hostile gaze of the two of them, the main hall sent a terrifying shock......