Meria is an ordinary dark elf of the Black Light Tribe, 200 years old this year, but her strength is still revolving in the second order, and she can't see the hope of being promoted to the third order, and she is engaged in night patrol work all year round.

Sometimes she fantasizes about how nice it would be if she were a descendant of the Queen of the Mountain, so that she would not have to worry about mediocre talents, ordinary bloodlines, a bleak future, not have to turn day and night upside down, she would be born noble, drunk, and would have more opportunities to make the other dark elves envy to death.

She had heard that Ramanda, a descendant of the Queen of the Mountains, had been appreciated for offering a handsome Naga who had traveled to the dungeons, and had become a popular candidate for the next ruling matriarch.

Just as the non-fifth-order bloodline of the No. 0 universe cannot establish a kingdom, and the legendary mages can only retreat to the second place to establish a principality, the Black Light Tribe, as long as the queen of the mountain is still in the day, the highest goal of the other dark elves on the road to power politics can only be the ruling mastermother.

Unless there is a stronger fifth-order professional who breaks her alliance with the Black Light Witch.

Despite this, this position still attracts countless dark elves to go crazy, and once it succeeds, the power is in the hands of infinite scenery.

In the eyes of others, Ramanda can be appreciated on the eve of the change, the extremely handsome four-armed Naga who has now become the Prince of the Golden Palace is the key, and the number of descendants of the Queen of Yamashita is extremely large, with more than 1,000 female members alone, and the Naga can stand out from the crowd of descendants, and Naga is indispensable.

But Meria said that the Tidal Naga is important, but more important is the identity of the descendant of the Queen of Ramanda Mountain, as well as the connections, relationships and energy inherited from her mother, which is the basis for Ramanda to successfully send Minos to the Golden Palace and curry favor with the Queen of the Mountain.

The same thing, if Meria discovers Minos, let alone be sent to the Golden Palace, it is a question of whether she can keep such a "stunner", anyway, she doesn't have the luxury of expecting to get too much credit for this.

This is the cruel society, Meria, who had just finished her night patrol and was on her way home, thought indignantly that she would not be so stupid, and that it would be better to treat herself to herself than to be shared by others.

"Dark Dragon, did you hear my call and really give me a Naga?"

Meria's eyes lit up suddenly, and she froze in place, her chest filled with a burst of extreme joy.

Less than 30 feet away from her, stood an extremely handsome four-armed Naga, who was not wearing any clothes on his body, and generously exposed his strong body, full muscles and charming lines, and suddenly, a mixture of flesh jade and wild male hormones simply rushed to his face.

From the face to the chest, to the waist and abdomen, to the arms, to the slender and powerful tail, to the special area under the lower abdomen that is covered by an extraordinarily tight scale......

The more Meria looked, the more satisfied she became, her heart beat faster and faster, her breathing became more and more rapid, there seemed to be a blazing flame burning in her throat, and her vigorous body was swam everywhere with numbing currents, and her body involuntarily softened, almost unsteady on her feet.

The Dark Elves didn't know how handsome Prince Minos, who had fascinated the Queen of the Mountain in the Golden Palace, was, but she could swear to the Dark Dragon, and the one in front of her was the most handsome and charming of the two four-armed Naga.

When he was clothed, he was a handsome gentleman, with a bit of the wildness of the sea in his elegance, and when he took off his clothes, he was a wild horse that could fight for three days and three nights in bed, and was the most fierce fighter.

Meria looked at the four-armed Naga stupidly, rolled her throat a few times, and swallowed: "If you can have a fight with him, it doesn't matter if the price is death tomorrow!"

As for the regular questions such as why the four-armed Naga appeared here, what his true identity was, and what purpose he came here, it had never appeared at all since Meria saw Naga, as if this was a normal thing.

The dark elves have been overwhelmed with reason, and all they can think about is the crazy intermingling of various poses.

For the next few minutes, Meria spent the next few minutes in a trance, somehow having the courage to step up to the four-armed Naga and tentatively grab his hand – fortunately, he didn't refuse – and take him home with her.

Closing the door, Meria used her last strength to eagerly tear off the extra clothes on her body, and threw herself on the four-armed Naga, kissing his mouth, his face, his chest, every inch of skin on his body with fascination and reverence as if he had never participated in the primitive life activities.

Half a minute later, when her body was filled, Meria let out a scream of extreme satisfaction, feeling that her soul, which had been incomplete since birth, had finally been replenished at this moment.

This is the primitive life activity, the entanglement of spiritual desires, the blending of fire and water, the gasping of desires, climbing one peak after another, what happened between her and the man on call in the past cannot be compared with the current one.

No, a voice correcting the mind, is not even qualified to be compared.

In a daze, Meria's chaotic brain found that her stomach had become extremely round in just a few seconds, and the four-armed Naga, who had just been lying on top of her, didn't know when she stood aside, staring at her with a pair of dark golden eyes......

of the belly.

With a tsunami-like thrill, Meria saw a pair of hands tear open her stomach, and out of it crawled a bloodied young Naga.

Without any pain, no discomfort, Meria fell into endless darkness on her blood-stained bed with satisfaction and happiness, and soon lost her breath.

Little Naga crawled out of the dark elf's shattered abdominal cavity and grew rapidly under the support of an inexplicable force, but in a few seconds it grew into a strong, four-armed Naga, six feet and three inches tall, with a tail ten feet long, and all the data of his body were exactly the same as those of Talos.

Naga's appearance is almost exactly the same as Talos's, except that there is a faint shadow of Meria between his eyebrows, which can't be seen at all if he doesn't distinguish carefully, but what remains unchanged is the terrifying charm that makes people instantly emotional, and the unique temperament of the will dominated by the love jade.

The two similar four-armed nagas looked at each other, left Meria's room, and continued to wander the streets, and soon, three female dark elves spotted them as if they had discovered treasure, and a few minutes later, three more four-armed nagas came to earth.

At the same time, in the Golden Palace, the Deep Sea Palace, Talos frowned: "Twelve...... Fifteen...... Twenty-one...... Twenty-nine...... XXXVII......"