Perhaps no Alliance leader had imagined that Naru could be of such use before the Light was widely used.

They accepted Delaney as a voting race, more out of justice, faith, and morality, which had nothing to do with profit. However, after all the weapons were revealed, I suddenly felt that the whole world was different.

When it comes to dealing with demons, there are no weapons more effective than the Light.

If you want to kill an Hellfire during the Dark Gate World War II, you need at least the first and second generations of Paladins of the Silver Hand to take action, or a group of mages forcibly blast them to death with magic.

Now three gunners who have been trained for a week at most, and when they operate the PAK40 cavalry gun, they can easily kill a Hellfire. This was unthinkable before.

It's the same with Naga.

In countless legends, the Naga are evil creatures, traitors who have turned their backs on their fellow citizens and even all of Azeroth's intelligent beings, and their ugly appearance is a curse on the planet.

In fact, this is not the case at all, the upper elves have become like this purely because of the evil power of Enzos. They are essentially neutral creatures. It is only because of the harsh living environment and the bad habits left in the court of Aishara that they often commit vicious incidents of deception and deceit.

Now, when the Naga are on the side of the allies, everyone deeply feels the strength and usefulness of the Nagas.

Under the joint manipulation of the unstable Haidos and the Vasqi hiding in the lower layer, this huge wave of water dozens of meters above the ground was like clouds in the sky, rolling and retreating layer by layer, forming a huge circular wall of water around the huge hellfire Suprems.

It was as if an endless amount of water was spurting out of the dozens of cavities, forming a vast independent space that separated Suprems from the other demons.

Then all the bodies of water rushed into the air, and under the manipulation of mysterious forces, they converged on the top of the overwhelmed Suprems. When the body of water has accumulated more than 10,000 tons, all the water pours down.

The water that looked like a waterfall slammed down violently, forming a momentum of water and fire with the blue flames of the huge hellfire, and the incomparably thick column of water opened its teeth and claws, like a dragon's mouth with its mouth open, trying to swallow the hellfire in one gulp.

The super-high heat of the evil flames evaporated the water dragon, and the water dragon was trying to extinguish the damn flames.

Just when there was a white light around them, everyone thought that the duel between water and fire would last for a long time. A massive anchor slammed open the bottom of the training ground, creating a strange arc through the water before hooking the Hellfire's back with unmistakable accuracy.

"Hey, come down!" a massive sea giant bared out of a large hole, and pulled Supremus down with one hand by pulling the thick iron chain that connected to the anchor.

If it was a simple duel of strength, Suprems would not necessarily lose to Mologri* Tide Rider, and it was clear that there were other beings who had been sent to the Hellfire. Everyone seemed to see a super big fish the size of a small fortress, biting the iron chain to help.

Well, under Vaskey's men, the big fish boss Fish Shra also helped.

In a land war, Suprems is really not afraid of Vaschi's men. Now Duke has an order to turn land warfare into a water war. Can a mere large hellfire still rise to the sky?

Several Viper Temple bosses attacked together, and suddenly Supremus was dragged into the watery area of the lower level of the Dark Temple.

Strings of blue bubbles still boiled up from the deep water, bulging one bubble after another, and bursting one after another, which seemed to foreshadow the inevitable fate of Suprems.

High temperatures do evaporate water.

But how much can it be evaporated?

1,000 tons is not enough, 10,000 tons.

10,000 tons is not enough for another 1 million tons.

At the end of the day, it's a matter of conservation of energy.

Now Vasqi is pumping almost the entire outland with the pumps of the Panya Reservoir, and if a single Suprems can evaporate a piece of the continent's water, then there is nothing to say, otherwise it will kneel.

What kind of game Vaschi's men played with this large Hellfire in the deep waters, no one wanted to find out.

Anyway, Sal and Varian saw Duke reappear, and it wasn't long before Vasqi arrived.

She took the form of a High Elf and bowed, "My lord, Suprems has been subdued, but the pump is more than half broken, and we can't pump it higher. Storm Naga will be of a rather limited role next. ”

Duke didn't care, "It's okay, you did a good job with Storm Naga." Unblock the supply lines, and clean up the Doomwalkers, Naintus, and Suprems, all of which will be remembered by a scribe. Defeat the Dark Temple, and the loot will definitely not be lost to you. ”

Vasqi's face was filled with joy.

Victory is a good thing, as long as there is loot, it can definitely make the Naga have a stronger sense of belonging to the alliance and to Duke as the master.

Naturally, there was something else on the mouth: "Being able to share a little bit of the glory of the master, Storm Naga is already very satisfied." ”

"Not an outsider, no need to be polite. Duke waved his hand: "Who else under your command can attack the Dark Temple on the upper floors next." ”

As soon as Vaschi raised her hand, the ancient longbow engraved with magic patterns was suddenly held in her hand, her face was fanatical, and she only said one word: "I!"

"Good!"

Vasqi's performance made Sal's eyes heat for a while, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Indeed, there is no harm without contrast.

It was hard to take in the Goron family, but in his bones Grull was dragged to death.

Not to mention Goron, even the Forsaken and the Goblins, all give Thrall a sense of detachment. Where are they like the Qila Worm and the Storm Naga, who have the momentum of loyal dogs at the beginning, and they don't have the right to vote, and they are absolutely consistent with the leader of the alliance politically.

In the past, the tribe was the hall of the big chief, and the big chief had the final say on everything.

The alliance is more like a rookie alliance, and a group of people are dragging their feet.

Now the reverse is that the alliance is like a tribe, and the tribe is like a union.

The alliance operated efficiently with the various kings under Duke's command. On the contrary, the tribe has all kinds of contradictions, if it were not for the great enemy of the Burning Legion and the Scourge, maybe the tribe itself would have broken up first.

Shaking his head and banishing those bad thoughts out of his head, Thrall looked at the situation ahead: after Supremes was dragged down to the lower levels, the water quickly receded.

Except for the water trails and holes all over the ground, it is impossible to imagine that this place feels more like a mountainside after a heavy flood has just passed.

The road ahead has been opened!

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