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When Sister Xi completely took over the ruling power, she knew that Zhang Li had actually deployed a big plan without her.

The scope and far-reaching impact of this project is unimaginable.

The "woman" named Diana who frequently sends letters, she is actually a Naga controlled by Zhang Li, so any big moves of Naga can be fed back.

Now, they began to assemble, which means that Naga is ready to fight, according to the general people's thinking, the enemy that Queen Aishara wants to deal with the most should be Zhang Li, this thing has brainwashed the general, and has bullied Aishara, with Aishara's careful eyes, she must be eager to pull Zhang Li's skin.

But!

But at this critical moment, Zhang Li not only did not order the sea elves to return to defense, but instead sent them to the waters of Nanhai Town to support the human race, if Zhang Li hadn't written her a letter explaining the reason, she would have thought that Zhang Li was crazy.

"Naga is dealing with the Water Elemental Lord Nepturon?" Sister Xi raised her head uncertainly, holding Zhang Li's letter of explanation in her hand.

"How did he know?" Yes, how did Zhang Li know, and he was so sure.

Zhang Li told her that she didn't have to worry about this matter at all, the Naga would have someone from the Earth Ring to deal with it, and the Earth Ring would involve the tribe, and as long as she gave the tribe proper support materials, she could not only sell them a favor, but also attack the Naga easily, which was gratifying.

Congratulations to your sister! Where did you get such confidence!

Sister Xi really wants Zhang Li to give her an explanation, maybe he has other eyeliner mixed with the Naga high-level? Zhang Li didn't say a word that made her very uneasy.

In short, let's do what Zhang Li asked first, if it doesn't work, you can still teleport back.

Then she began to arrange an expedition against the Cylisuschira Worms.

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In the Endless Sea, in a corner where the Naga could not see, Neptulon's slumber was disturbed.

"You're saying someone is going to deal with me?" His tone looked like he was smiling, dealing with him? In this deep sea? What kind of madman would be his opponent here.

Here, his spells can be infinitely amplified, and the power is increased by a hundredfold, not that he blows, unless it is the ancient god itself, no one is his opponent.

"That's the case, believe it or not, I've already reached the news." The black-clad fishtail man who mysteriously wrapped himself said calmly, and then he was about to leave the Throne of the Tides.

"Wait." The back of his turn immediately paused, was he going to do something to him? Although he was ready when he came, he couldn't calm down at all in the face of death.

"Don't worry, little Naga, it's insulting to me, I just want to know, where did you hear this news and why did you tell me?" Nepturon asked, confused.

"What I do is at the behest of my master, and you may know my master, the one who killed Ragnaros." It was a very calm sentence, but it made Nepturon completely stunned, and when he came back to his senses, the Naga was gone......

On the other side, in a very hidden cave in the sea, a group of people learned the same thing.

"You said Naga and the Faceless One were going to make a move on Nepturon!?" They are minotaurs, orcs, and a handful of trolls.

"Absolutely."

"Where do you know!?"

"Because ......" he lowered his hood, revealing a Naga face with a smooth film.

"Because I'm the head of a Naga clan." The voice of the chicken neck was actually Diana herself.

"As far as I know, it's impossible for Naga to disobey Azhara......'s orders," the Minotaur Shaman, who was more familiar to Naga, said heavily, as he began to clench the totem in his hand, ready to fight at any moment.

"Don't be nervous, there is no ambush here, as for why I can disobey Azhara's orders, a person with the same authority as Azhara gave us orders."

"His command is to no longer obey Aishara's orders......"

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In the Outlands, Thrall finally breached the Storm Fortress, and it took a lot of effort.

The Draenei didn't negotiate with him at all, so he had to force his way, but fortunately there weren't many Draenei left in the Storm Keep, and all the Draenei here were captured by a surprise attack by Thrall.

"Quick! I command you to contact the Maghan clan as quickly as possible! As soon as he broke through, Thrall couldn't wait to give the order, and the tired orcs had to fight hard to carry out the order.

"Hahahaha! It's too late! At this time, one of the captured draenei mocked in orc language: "The orcs have been defeated, and you can only collect their corpses now!" ”

"Smack!" With a bang, an angry orc slapped the Draenei's head out, yes, his head was slapped off, and he rolled a few times and fell into the Draenei's pile, which caused the captured Draenei to scream and scold, and for a while it became a whining and annoying.

"Kill them all!" An annoyed orc suggested this, which was echoed by most orcs.

"Nope! Keep them! Thrall dismissed the suggestion, much to the displeasure of many orcs.

"I know you want to vent, but we have to think about the bigger picture, and if they can get more orcs back in life, then we have to keep them."

Yes, yes, the shaman's advice is always right, even if it makes people very unhappy.

The orcs departed angrily.

The Zangar swamp, where orcs crumble everywhere under the attack of ogres.

Malloki's clan is one of the best ogre clans in the Outlands, and under Zhang Li's conspiracy, Malloki has a legitimate reason to attack the orcs - not to give him food, and to use this reason to start a war, even Lexa, the ogre chief who is familiar with ogres, has nothing to say.

The orcs, as the party that is responsible for the loss, coupled with the successive defeats, the morale is extremely low, so that the ogre rushes like this, directly losing more than half of it, and the rest are scattered and fled, and the warriors who are still left by the side of little Sarufar are actually less than ten, which is really embarrassing.

And just these ten, now they have completely lost their souls, and their eyes have lost their past impulses and brilliance, as if they have lost their souls and become walking dead.

"Enough! Pull yourself together! Little Sarufar finally couldn't stand the atmosphere and shook the shoulders of one of his companions vigorously.

"We are orcs! We are the children of the steppe! A setback is nothing to us! Our real enemy is ourselves! We should lick our wounds like the lone wolf king and take back our wolf pack! Sarufar Jr. tried to motivate people, but it didn't help.

They're still depressed.

"If we had listened to the Great Chief, we wouldn't have been like this now." A listless orc said.

"Smack!" With a thud, little Sarufar angrily kicked the orc to the ground.

"That coward isn't some big chief!" The more people make mistakes, the more they hate people who remind themselves of their mistakes, what listens to whoever doesn't have this thing, what I told you earlier, I don't want to listen to these, little Sarufar is this kind of mentality.

"Maghan orcs must not compromise with any creature! Any! ”

"Ahem! It's all you...... It was your wrong leadership that led to the loss of this war! The orc who was kicked on the ground coughed violently twice, and then began to reveal its ferocity.

"The Great Chief may be cowering, but you have made us die in vain!"

Then, of course, little Sarufar and the orc fought.

The orc was not an opponent, but several other orcs joined him, and it seems that it is not only the Chinese who like to hold accountable after making mistakes, but also the orcs.

Little Sarufar was suddenly at a disadvantage, and it was conceivable that if he was defeated this time, he would no longer be able to hold his position as Overseer, and no one would continue to follow a loser.

So little Sarufar began to roar, his roar was so heart-wrenching that it was as timidizing as a beast, and then he attacked with complete carelessness, striking at the vital point, and in the blink of an eye several orcs fainted to the ground.

The remaining orcs were completely timid.

"Ahh Yes! Little Sarufar gasped and glared at the cowardly orcs.

"Now! Who else dares to provoke me! The orcs looked at each other, and each one did not dare to speak.

"Since there isn't! Then carry them on your back! Let's go assemble our team, and this time we won't fail again! ”

"What are you going to assemble?" However, at this moment, a voice came from behind him.

It was orc language, and little Sarufar looked back, only to see a group of green-skinned orcs walking with unkind faces, followed by a group of brown-skinned orcs with a languid expression.

"I ask you! What are you going to assemble!? Sal, the leader, roared angrily.

"How many people have died in vain! You're going to take more people to death now!? Thrall waved lightly, and all the orcs stopped, and he walked alone towards little Sarufar.

"You know what!? Do you want us to live in the same humiliation as you? No way! Orcs would rather die heroically! "Little Sarufar recognized Sal, he just didn't know who Sal was, the famous hammer, the hammer of destruction, he still knew.

"Dead in battle? You are really light, the death of every warrior represents the loss of an old man's son, a wife's loss of her husband, and a child's loss of his father! Can you carry the lives that have been lost? Can you carry those broken families?! ”

Thrall was really angry, along the way, everything he saw was so heartbreaking, he worked hard to run the tribe, he had to do everything with great care, thinking about how to minimize the loss, he thought that the addition of the Maghan orcs would revitalize the tribe, but he didn't expect to pay more sacrifices.

"This ...... They ...... with glory" Little Sarufar felt a deep remorse, but like all young men, he was not convinced, even if he was deeply remorseful.

"What glory!" Thrall walked closer quickly, came up and gave a punch directly to Sarufal, who flew out.

"How many people have died in vain in your unplanned wars, not from glory, but from your carelessness and stupidity!"

Little Sarufar struggled to his feet.

"Maghan orcs can't take your turn to instruct!" Little Sarufar rushed forward like crazy, hunting large beasts all year round, his physique was much stronger than Sal, but as the champion of the arena, Thrall knew the art of fighting better, even without the strength of the shaman, he could easily have the upper hand in technique.

Sal easily dodged Sarufal Jr.'s pounce, turned around and punched Sarufar Jr. in the back of the head, and Sarufar Jr. was directly dizzy.

What followed was a one-sided abuse.

Not far away, on the way from the Zangar Marshes to the Teroka Forest, Malloki and his ogres held their feasts.

The food, of course, is orcs.

"Huh? You say the greenskins have finally come in? Malloki, who was picking his teeth with his orc's thigh bone, said to a two-headed ogre in front of him, who was also holding a crystal ball.

The ogre nodded with one head and shook his head with the other.

"Smack!" Then the ogre slapped the one who shook his head: "Stupid, you're shaking up!" ”

Then he shook his head and began to shake up and down.

"Well...... Very good, let everyone save some food, don't eat all the orcs. As he spoke, he picked up the charred orc corpse that had been baked next to him, dipped it in an inexplicable sauce, and stuffed it into his mouth.

"If you really can't help it, you can eat some hands and feet, but be careful not to get killed, it's delicious alive."