At midnight, Elune rose to the center of the sky, and the sea crept up to the shore, gently lapping against the stakes that supported the stilted thatched huts.

(Author's note: Azeroth has two moons, the small, blue one is called the Blue Child—like a southerner accent, and the large, white one is called Elune.) ）

The fish-people still hadn't fallen asleep, but the situation today was a bit special, and the reason they were awake wasn't hunger. The fin fish were leaning against the doorway of the house, their expressions very serious. From time to time, they also look at the harpoons and fishing nets hidden in the doorway, as if waiting for a hunt that could come at any moment.

After these days, the Naga stepped up their nighttime patrols in the village, determined to cut off the Shatterfinfish people's access to food from the outside world. The male Naga, with the head of an iguana, slid past the Fish-Man's cabin, and they saw the Fish-Man waiting at the door, but they didn't care. In their eyes, the Shatterfinned Fishmen's eyes were as stupid as ever, and only the Fishmen saw the desire to fight in the eyes of their companions.

They focused their attention on the side closer to the land, and after tasting the roasted spider legs, the Nagas agreed that it was the land races that provided the fishmen with food—the Mages of Dalaran, the remnants of the werewolves of Gilnes, the Thunderspear Dwarves, the Forsaken, and the Forgotten were just one of them, and they couldn't be the Fishmen.

So, a black figure easily sneaked into the village from the west.

It was a dwarf in a black lion's mane cape, and the skin under the hood showed a fish-man's unique scale structure in the moonlight, and this dwarf was none other than Moqi.

And the black cloak he was wearing was sewn for him by Akalin, and the material was the fur of the [Night Prowler]. After receiving this cloak, Moqi realized what Akarin had been tinkering with these nights - it turned out that he was making a lionskin cloak for Moqi, and it turned out that Akarin was good at [peeling] and [leathermaking].

When he first received the cloak, Mochi was also excited for a long time, and asked Anvena to convey a lot of words of thanks.

Unexpectedly, Akalin said something that embarrassed Moqi: "No thanks, this is also to repay you for saving me from under the rubble, and again, don't you think that after putting on this cloak, you and Miss Anvina are more like a fish-man couple?" ”

Even if Mochi remembers it now, he will still feel very embarrassed.

Mochi shook his head and pulled a conch horn out of his package. Naturally, this horn will not be the legendary Shagarn, but a temporary prop made for it by the Shatterfinned Mud Fish. Mochi had already experimented before coming, and the sound of the horn was quite loud.

"Now, let's blow the horn of attack!" With that, Mochi mustered up his strength and blew the horn in the middle of the village.

The loud and high-pitched sound of the horn resounded throughout the village, and at the same time attracted the attention of the Naga, who were patrolling the north of the village, and immediately surrounded them.

"Who are you?" The Nagas questioned Mochi, who was cloaked in black.

Moch didn't speak, but looked around as the Shatterfinfish came out of their hut and looked at Mochi.

It's time to show your acting skills.

Standing in the middle of the clearing, Mochi opened his arms to the sky and shouted in a hoarse voice, "I am the Archbishop of the Shaenya Sect, Mochiria!" Gorganes, the god of the sky and the sea, is the spokesperson of Azeroth! I have come here today to exercise the will of the Creator, Piercing Naga, and your judgment has come. ”

Mochi added the suffix Ria to his name, which sounded like a wine brand, but it also made his name a little more imposing.

These spiny naga have been dealing with fish-people for years, so they can understand what Mochi is saying. The Nagas were originally jealous of the image of Mochi wearing a black cloak, but after hearing that Moqi spoke the Aqua language, the Nagas immediately dispelled their concerns.

"The Scharyans? Never heard of ...... Guards, kill him! The lead female Naga waved her hand, and a group of strong Naga guards rushed towards Mochi.

"You want to kill me in the square...... You guys are so naïve. ”

In the face of the charge of the Naga guards, Mochi did not have the slightest fear.

In front of all the Naga and the fishmen, Mochi summoned the [Book of Laws] like a black canon with his mind, and then used his slender fingers covered in fish scales to pick out a card from it, and then gently waved his arm to fly the card out.

Thin cards landed in front of the Naga guards, slanted into the sand. The male Naga didn't care at first, but in the next second, a sudden change occurred in the place where the black card fell.

The black card turned into a streamer and melted into the ground.

The ground lit up with circles of intricate runes.

The leader of the guard raised the trident in his hand and motioned for his subordinates to stop.

As the aperture gets brighter and brighter, the ground shakes.

A pitch-black wooden chest rose from the sand, intricate runes inscribed on it, and the mere sight of the distorted shape made Naga shudder.

Twenty aunts dressed in black dancing tights appeared out of thin air around the wooden box, standing out in the cold moonlight.

"It's a sacrifice!"

I don't know who shouted first, and more and more fishmen also shouted-

"Come out and see! The sacrifice of Golganes has appeared! ”

"Just as prophesied, twenty priests appeared at high tide!"

"They really have the power of God! I swear I didn't see how they came up at all! ”

"The priests have come to our rescue!"

The fishmen shouted loudly, passing on the exciting news to each other.

Suddenly, a mysterious recitation came from the sky, and it was supposed to be a woman, but the fishmen did not see her shadow, and the twenty priests on the beach did not speak.

“Alun-Tangna-Salun-Nadicy”

The mysterious language is accompanied by the sound of wind and snow, and it sounds like the person who is speaking should be standing on a towering snow-capped mountain.

“Molin-Caoly-Allin，Badong-Dang-Sodoking”

The fish-people and the nagas could sense that it was a very old language, but even the most knowledgeable female naga could not tell which continent it originated from.

“Hare-TangLan-Longbe，Budun-Budun-Sibylan-Sala”

There was a sense of holiness in the female voice from the sky, and the fishmen felt that their patience became quiet when they heard these mysterious words.

The fishmen all have the same thought in their hearts - the legendary Titans all inhabit the Pantheon, could it be that these voices are passed down from the Pantheon?

Seeing the fish-man and Naga's expressions, Mochi secretly thought to himself amused, "It's sad that you poor creatures living at the bottom of Azeroth haven't even heard of the famous "Over the Moon". ”