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The enemy in front of him turned into a ball of rotten seaweed, and the smell spread along the water to the lungs. She thought that Weiku was already annoying enough before his life, but he was so disgusting after his death.

Her hands were cold and there was nothing. A kind of tranquility covered her like a shroud. There was no pain, no fear, no doubt. The spear in her hand was also cold, and the golden luster and thread decoration on it were all given by the noblest queen of the Naga clan, symbolizing glory and favor for her. The trembling and poisonous spear was named by the queen.

She was surrounded by shadows, but she was always under the gaze of a mysterious existence. She discovered and looked at those eyes.

"Lord of Deep Water, I see you."

Her voice was hoarse and sly, just like other Naga women, except for Queen Azshara, of course.

"You really surprised me." Unlike her as a woman, Deepwater Lord Jingatal is a male Naga, who is burly and almost twice as good as hers.

"It's just a Vicu." She glanced coldly at the scattered corpse.

"I mean, you are holding a spear, not a staff."

Her brows frowned. The Naga tribe is a female society, and the status of women has always been higher than that of men, so the distinction between high and low is very clear, even the behavior is the same. Female Naga will choose to practice magic to gain their own status. But she is a special exception. She chose the path of male Naga and chose to win meritorious battles.

She wasn't the first person to evaluate herself like this. She was too lazy to explain.

"My next mission." Her voice became a little colder.

"Female Warrior." A name was spoken by Jingartal.

The samurai...is her name, to be precise, she no longer remembers her name. She didn't know when she had such a new name, but she was willing to accept it.

"I don't understand why you are like this, but I'm happy to assign you a new mission." Jingatal nodded and showed a twisted smile at the weapon in the hands of the samurai: "The Vicu people still live here now. They are arrogant and think that Vasqir is still their territory. You can correct their mistakes."

She liked and immediately took on the task. The sea water surging, and the black clouds flickered and darkened under the lightning. The corpses of the Vicu people were everywhere. The samurai did not stop. She raised her ghostly spear and pointed at those who disobeyed the queen's will. These evil spirits will eventually be solved by her, and Vaschil will become the second kingdom of Naga.

Her martial arts seemed to have a strange rhythm. She stretched out her arms and waved her weapons, whistling like a strong wind, simply piercing the bodies of two Vicu soldiers.

You don't have to restrain yourself, you just need to show your strength to your queen. Azshara once said this to her, and great glory gave her the courage to go deep into the army alone. A trembling poisonous gun gushed out, and in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen people were wiped out, causing panic among the Vicuds. Many Naga warriors fought with her. The leader of the Vicuds and his soldiers were buried in the sea tide was just a small episode of this war.

"Valliant, Ms. Nazshare is waiting for you." Jingartal's voice came. His voice was dim and empty, as if it came from another distant sea.

Nazshare? She remembered that the other party was the commander-in-chief appointed by the Queen to attack Vaschier.

"I'll go right away." She barely stopped, and soon she could no longer hear the Naga warriors' praise for her.

...

She remembered what this place used to be - white stones and twinkling gold bathed in the sun. The palace was wrapped in forests. When the night elf empire was the most powerful, it was a land favored by God - a place full of wealth, knowledge and magic. The surging well of eternity was mastered by them, and almost no one in the world could fight against them.

There is no sun here now. Everything is dark. The ruins of the broken courtyard are buried under the seabed, like a huge mummy. Large pieces of stone float on the bottom of the sea, the moment they explode and are dragged into the abyss.

"What are you thinking, Valentine?"

Now, the Naga witch who had been waiting in front of her for a long time asked.

"Nothing!" She habitually touched the pendant hanging around her neck - this action she had retained for tens of thousands of years, but it was empty. It was the token of love given to her by her lover. After the explosion of the Well of Eternity, she never saw him again. She hoped that he would die. If he still lived as a night elf, then when he met her in the future, she would kill him mercilessly. She would do this, but the process must be very painful.

No! The light of the scales on her body was flashing with restlessness. She shouldn't think of this. She is now a female warrior of Queen Azshara, and nothing is more important than being loyal to the Queen.

The samurai quickly turned his head, his eyes burning. The trembling poisonous spear still had the filth of the seaweed after the death of the Vicu people. The anger in her body stirred her and she couldn't wait to explode. She slid towards Nazshare. Nazshare was much taller in body shape, but the samurai's eyes seemed to be looking down at her high.

"My next mission?" she asked.

"We are conducting a crucial ceremony," Nazshare said. Her tone was neither too fast nor too slow. "Once the ceremony was completed, allies in the abyss will help us completely eliminate the threat from the Vicu people."

She glanced at the wizards behind Nazshare who were deciphering the Dharma. Why do we have to rely on others? Can't they defeat the Vicuts themselves?

"The ceremony is powerful, the samurai." Nazshare continued, "The Vicu people will definitely try their best to stop us. Block them and buy us time."

"Their ending is only failure and destruction." The samurai said fiercely with his weapon raised in his hand.

"Then prove it to our queen. Remember, she is always watching you." Nazshare used a gesture of passing to let the samurai retreat.

Her eyes narrowed and swam into the darkness. A sound of empty water slashed through the broken city, and no one could not feel it.

She is hunting.

...

The image is over.

A Naga Female Warrior? This identity alone aroused Nathanos' curiosity. He took back the power of time protection,
Chapter completed!