Outside of a natural harbor, the sea serpent stopped, and the human voice came from here, and it naturally didn't like tight places, so it didn't plan to go near the opening that seemed to only allow ships to get in and out, anyway, even if the humans didn't come out, it would have to sink down and sleep again.

The patience of the deep-sea creatures is very good, especially the Warcraft, after all, there are many high-level magic creatures that can sleep for more than ten years or even hundreds of years, the most famous is the dragon, in fact, the high-level magic creatures in the sea are the real sleeping gods, sometimes when they wake up, the kingdoms next to them have perished.

More than half an hour later, the nine-headed sea serpent, which was curled up and down in the water, stuck its head out of the water, and saw the fleet of ships sailing out of this natural harbor in the wind and waves that were gradually getting smaller.

The nine-headed sea snake is actually very young, although it develops very quickly, but it can't change the fact that it is sometimes curious, otherwise the sea beast will go to sleep when it is full of food and drink, who cares what those bipedal monkeys are going to do, but it will.

Although Hydra couldn't tell the difference between Makere and Dawn, it at least knew that everything outside of the peninsula was not its own, so it used its water-controlled head to change the direction of the ships, so that the people who were ecstatic about escaping from the kingdom of Makere unknowingly sailed in the direction of Olbia.

The cheers and roars of the ship did not affect the Hydra, whether the humans were glad to have escaped from the terrible events that the Makere had decided to awaken the Lava Serpent, and fled the country in which they grew up but were about to be destroyed; Or is it the fear of facing the ocean, the fear and hesitation of not knowing anything about the future, these are all irrelevant things for Hydra.

It's just fun, even when those humans shout in horror when they find out that they can't control the course, it still controls their direction interestingly, controlling water is its innate ability, especially as a god's pet, its natural strength has been greatly improved, and it only manipulates the direction of the water flow instead of setting off wind and waves, and the consumption of it is not large, but it depends on the level of manipulation.

In this way, in the horror of a boatload of people and the prank of a monster, the fleet is getting closer and closer to the island of Olbia......

……

The fleet eventually ran aground near the port in the north of the Olbia Peninsula, and these uninvited guests frightened the sentinels of the harbor, who frantically sounded the alarm to attract attention and called for support from the Church.

But the attention of these hapless Makere people was not really on them, and they were still terrified of why such a god could have been carried out in the otherwise smooth sailing escape.

"O ancestors of Markray, is this your punishment for us? Because we have betrayed our own people, we have betrayed our country......"

There was a woman who wept profusely, although the women of the Makere people were not weaker than the men, but how could people have the same population of tall, short, fat and thin, and there was always someone in a group who was weaker than the others.

And the main messenger of this escape, the tall soldier wearing a Macré helmet with red feathers, roared: "What are you crying about? It is impossible for the ancestors to punish us, and if we don't escape, the Makere people will be completely wiped out! What we have done is indeed a disgrace to our country, but it is to perpetuate our blood and population! ”

The weeping woman was yelled, and her cry was muffled and she sobbed, and she did not dare to say anything more, and the others were restless discussing what had happened, and the buzzing sound was like a swarm of flies.

"Ancestor, what is that?!"

Although someone had already noticed the harbor in the distance, although these Makeré people were fugitives, their self-confidence and arrogance were not weaker than the others, so they had not paid attention to the harbor all this time, but at this time someone pointed to the sea and shouted, and there was both surprise and horror in the voice.

The people who turned their heads when they heard the sound all let out a frightened cry or a low roar of surprise, because under the sea in the distance, nine terrible heads like dragons and snakes slowly emerged, and the nine heads swayed in the air with different movements, while the nine slender snake-like necks did not enter the water, and it seemed that it was not nine unknown monsters, but this monster had nine heads.

The Makere people have no history, and there has never been a creature like the nine-headed sea serpent on the continent of Draenor, and when the nine-headed monster floated up from the sea and crawled up to the beach, the people of Makere didn't know what to use to describe this monster that seemed to come out of a nightmare except to shout words such as 'disaster' and 'curse' in horror.

"Afraid of what?! It's just a monster, is it as scary as the Lava Serpent? Men of Makere! Grab your weapons and slay this monster with me! ”

The tall warrior roared angrily, but although he was the leader, he only had high-level strength, and the Makere people were consumed by the continuous outbreak of civil strife after being severely damaged by the expeditionary force, and even the number of high-level warriors was not much, except for him, most of the fighters in this fleet only had intermediate and low-level strength.

Everyone originally followed the tall warrior to escape from Markray in order to survive, and at this time, to rush to this nine-headed monster more than 20 meters long, no matter how you look at it, it is an act of sending to death, so there are few responders for a while.

The tall warrior watched as only a few people walked up to him, and realized that he might have done something wrong, but where is there a regret pill to take in life, although it was strange that the monster was just watching them from the beach and did not attack, but the Makere people who pursued the attack never minded striking first.

"Rush with me!" The tall warrior bravely led the men to rush towards the hydra, and several others also roared and rushed out with him.

Hydra was startled by the strange movements of the humans, but it could tell that the men were holding shiny objects to attack it, so it was furious, and when the men rushed into range, it breathed a sigh of relief.

The number of attackers is not as large as the head of the nine sea serpents, so everyone faces different attacks, Hydra's parents are sea serpents and dragons respectively, so among its nine heads, the power of ice and poison is the most powerful, and the tall warrior faces a mouthful of poison that can envelop half of his body.

It's a pity that most of the Maclay people have never seen many magic attacks in their lives, and spell-like skills are already very rare abilities, so this high-level warrior has no experience in how to attack high-level magical creatures, and his most correct choice should be to turn around and flee instead of facing a hard anus.

The attackers rushed into the streets, the strongest of them turned into pus in the poison without even leaving a corpse, and the morale and courage of the people of Makere were shattered, and they either cried or trembled and collapsed on the beach waiting for death, and some of the brave rushed to the harbor, trying to get away from the terrible monster.

However, the garrison of the docks finally appeared, relying on the fortifications near the docks to stop the Markrays, and finally forced these 'fake Markrays', who had neither strength nor courage, to choose to surrender.

Cardinal Mandoloni hurried over, as the supreme governor of the diocese and the Pope's right-hand man, he knew a little about the existence of the Hydra, especially when he saw that although the Hydra was extremely hideous and shook its head, it had no intention of attacking except to counterattack, and he understood a lot in his heart.

Having the militia and the Divine Guards in charge of his security tie up the Makere captives, Mandoloni cautiously walked towards the Hydra, stopped a little further away from the poisonous solution, saluted the sea serpent, and said loudly, "Thank you, honorable messenger, for your help. ”

The nine heads of the nine-headed sea snake stared at Mandoloni, and the eighteen cold vertical pupils with different expressions made his heart hairy, but the largest head of the sea snake nodded a little bit in a very humane way, it found the breath of the master in this human body, since it has the breath of the master, it is not food, seeing that he is so polite, the sea snake turned around, and its thick and strong body and tail slapped the sand, pushing the nine-headed monster into the sea.

Mandoloni breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and commanded the capture of all the Makere men on the beach, both men and women, and escorted them back to the docks.

After he led people to torture him, he was shocked and hurriedly asked people to send the news back to the church.

……

The church has a magic circle dedicated to delivering important and urgent information, so Shepard didn't get word long after.

"The Maclay have decided to awaken the Lava Serpent? Interesting, it seems that they have indeed reached a desperate situation and have no way out. ”

Casually asked the priest who delivered the message to send the message to the Dawn Peacekeepers led by Freeman, Shepard looked at the Knight of Arsa, who had rushed back to the church city and had just come to report on his duties, and said with a smile.

Artha has been communicating and studying with the elven warriors in Longor for a long time, and he is only close to breaking through the epic barrier, allowing the spiritual power to metamorphose and merge with the physical body, breaking through the limits of human attributes, and starting to advance towards transcendent creatures.

He was neither wearing armor nor weapons, but was wearing a knight's civilian clothes, and when he heard this, he leaned over to Shepard and said, "Your Majesty, the destructive power of the [Lava Serpent] is amazing, do you want to tell Freman and Millie to be vigilant?" ”

"I've sent the news through, Freeman is young, but he's doing things safely, and I think he'll be ready to work." Shepard smiled faintly, the two of them were in the Pope's study at the moment, and the entourage standing next to them poured fragrant tea.

Arsa took a sip of the teacup very politely and exclaimed, "What a fragrant tea." ”

Shepard smiled: "This tea and water are taken from near the tree in Yanan City, and the taste is ten times better than ordinary tea, even I don't have much here, you don't have to think about it, after so long in Longdor, haven't you tried the good things of the elves?" ”

The monarch and the ministers sat down and tasted tea, the atmosphere was naturally much easier than the front of the palace, Arsa was originally the Pope's confidant, although this trip back to find that the Pope's majesty had increased much more than before, but after getting along for a while, it was finally a little easier, and he also smiled and said: "Your Majesty said that it was funny, you know that I usually drink water, I don't pay much attention to what good things the elves have, but I have drunk some of the fruit brew of the gray elves, and the taste is very good." ”

Shepard said with some regret: "The elves' fruit brew is indeed delicious, but there are too few of them, and they don't know how to make wine, it's a pity, but my first knight, I'm not asking about this, the elven clan's combat skills, how are you studying?" ”

Shepard's tone was relaxed and teasing, but there was no smile in his calm eyes, and Al Se had a straight face, and said solemnly: "Your Majesty, the combat skills of the elven clan have been inherited for thousands of years, and they are very complex and difficult to learn, especially many of them are specially created for the elven race, and it is difficult for humans to use them. ”

"Yes, King Landil's swordsmanship is unmatched among the elves, and you can get his praise, it seems that you have some talent." Shepard smiled, threw a booklet to Arsa, and said casually: "There is also a sword art here, which is also from the elven clan, but the essence and core of it may be very different from what you have learned, you can use it as a reference." ”

Arsa took the booklet and flipped through it, and the record on it was naturally the Drow swordsmanship of [Danmonaris City], the drow who handed over the swordsmanship to Shepard was born from one of the three dominant families of Danmonares, and it has not failed for thousands of years, in addition to the best intrigue and trickery, magic and martial arts naturally have merits.

Arsa only took a cursory look at it, and immediately asked Shepard to retreat in surprise, and Shepard naturally agreed with a smile, watching Arsa retreat impatiently.

"Someone." When Artha withdrew, Shepard called softly, and immediately an attendant stepped forward.

"Arrange for men to guard near the residence of the Knight of Arta, he may be about to break through, don't let irrelevant people disturb him."

"Yes, Your Majesty." The attendant said respectfully, bent slightly to face the Pope and exited the study.

Waving his hand to make the other attendants in the room also retreat, Shepard swept the scepter in his hand, and as soon as his hand tightened, the divine power in the main body was immediately transmitted along the connection, and the divine light immediately lit up on the scepter, and the brighter and brighter divine light reflected the internal structure of the scepter.

I saw that the inside of this scepter was full of sacred runes that were closely connected and arranged in a strange order, and the power that the Lord of the Dawn once left in it had long been removed, and now Shepard engraved the power of the sun god into it, and this scepter can be called either the [Scepter of Light] or the [Scepter of the Sun], but in the system display, the name of this thing is [Divine of Tonatiu (Delicate Scepter)].

The sacred runes in the scepter are actually the divine texts that represent the rules and power of the solar realm, and only the true gods with the relevant priesthoods can interpret and use these words that are almost the embodiment of rules. [.]