Where is this?

Am I dead?

Vaschi was confused for a moment, and she felt as if she was in a world where everything was quiet.

There is no sound of wind, no insect chirping, and no familiar sound of flowing water and the touch of water.

Not on the earth, nor in the oppressive waters.

At this moment, there is a voice in my heart that is becoming extremely clear and accurate.

It was the voice of hope.

"Serega...... Selega ...... Selega ......"

This voice is extremely trance-like, and it is also very distant, as if the last call was already 10,000 years ago.

It's so long ago that I can't remember it.

But in the past 10,000 years, I have always woken up in nightmares, and it is this voice that soothes my soul - the voice that I have identified as the real master.

That's the wrong choice to be abandoned.

It's not really abandoned.

It's all because of the [Ultimate Transfiguration] left by the master!

Fed up with the Queen's self-hatred, fed up with her arrogance.

In the second month after falling into the depths, he left the city of Azhara, taking with him some of his compatriots who had lost faith in the queen......

Whenever all his compatriots fell asleep and no one was watching, he took off all his clothes and stood in front of the mirror, admiring his distinctive body.

There is no such thing as that disgusting long snake tail.

There are no ominous blue scales.

There are no sharp and vicious claws.

There are no deformed, twisted and horrible six hands.

In the mirror, I am still as perfect as I was 10,000 years ago.

A well-proportioned pair of long legs, a more slender and enchanting waist, and pink and attractive peaks, like a face like a work of art......

She once thought that Queen Azhara was the most beautiful being in the world, but unfortunately the queen had succumbed to the evil god under the fear of death, and became a monster that even she hated.

"It's just me...... It's just me, Vasqui, no, Serega...... Escaping this vicious curse...... "Gently caressing his still-perfect body, Vaschi fell into some kind of fanatical narcissism.

"When will you show up, my lord Mark Dooku, and take me out of this horrible world? I swear that I will offer you eternal loyalty?"

Vasqi declared himself countless times.

Life at the bottom of the sea is terrifying, and there are giant sea beasts that you can't imagine on the surface.

A beacon of light is often some kind of terrifying sea monster that is used to seduce Naga's decoy organs.

Vasqi has personally seen no less than ten compatriots, because they yearn for the light and the prosperity of the past, and when they have a mental breakdown, they rush straight to it.

The light vanished, and all that was was the sea beast's hideous mouth with thousands of sharp teeth.

Blood and minced flesh drifted with the tide, and whether you wanted it or not, you could taste the taste of your compatriots in your cheeks.

Such disgusting days, day after day, year after year.

If you want to survive, you can only use the [Ultimate Transfiguration] to transform into a compatriot, wielding a trident in the deep sea, and fighting with limited natural magic.

It is precisely because of the hope in his heart that Vasqi, who was not outstanding in qualifications, has become more and more prominent.

Exterminate the sea beasts.

Reclaim the water elemental as a slave.

Submit the giants of the deep.

At some point, a large group of Naga had gathered around her, both men and women. Every subordinate regarded her as hope and held her as faith.

Suddenly smiled bitterly.

"My greatest hope is actually my master—" The words of infinite emotion never came out of her mouth.

"Serega...... Serega ...... "The call of her former master, every time she dreams back at midnight, it rings in her mind and becomes the driving force for her survival.

This voice inspired her.

Because the master peeked through fate and foresaw all this in advance.

In her demonic consciousness, this voice has become the majestic pulse of fate. It led her through countless painful times, broke her mortal fate, and gave her the courage to lead more of her compatriots down.

Right!

This voice remains the embodiment of hope.

"The host...... How can you do this to me?"

In a trance, I cried out.

Am I not dead? How can I still feel it?

Confused, he suddenly felt as if someone had touched his body.

It's cold, but it's gentle, like a mother caressing.

The mysterious power poured into her body, allowing the blood to flow through her body again, driving away the cold evil and bringing heat and hope.

The mysterious substance in his blood flow faster and faster, and he even has the illusion that there are countless trains rolling and roaring in his body.

At this moment, his heart was extremely quiet, and his soul seemed to be detached from his body, suspended in mid-air, quietly looking at all the grotesque scenes in front of him—his translucent body, with a strange power circulating.

What is this?

The illusion of memories overlaps with what is in the horizon, and there seems to be a moment that has passed through the shackles of time.

She saw the city of Aishshara and the Warped Void of 10,000 years ago destroyed in the explosion.

She saw Stormwind 10,000 years later and the Alliance thrive in the hands of one man.

The alternation of the old and the new, the rise and fall of ten thousand years, only comes from the fate of a hero. He used the supreme mystical power of the bronze dragon king Nozdorm to weave together the fate of ten thousand years.

The War of the Ancients, Burning Returns.

Countless living beings threw themselves into it, but only he used his strength, stratagem, and courage to write the epic of fate that only belonged to him into real history.

Therefore –

One of Azeroth's greatest legendary heroes of all time was born—

His name is Mark Dooku, no, that's his pseudonym.

His real name is Duke Marcus - the true owner who gave her hope and a future.

Ten thousand years of hardship, I don't know when it has become the background, Vaschi tried to raise her head, open her eyes, she saw in a daze that she jumped out after her 'death', and also saw that Enzos's plot was foiled again.

At the end of the scene, she finally saw the figure that haunted her again.

When she saw Duke's gaze facing her on the other side of the long river of fate, she was so shocked that she couldn't help herself, and rushed out: "Master, it turns out that you have never abandoned me?"

Vasqi saw the confident smile of his master, who seemed to have the world and destiny in his hands.

"Fool, you are sincere and loyal to me, how can I let you die casually. ”

Duke's master's voice responded, like a morning bell, driving away the darkness and waking her up from her confusion.

"I ...... I'm not dead?" Vaskey struggled to her feet, stunned to see Duke walking towards her.

"No, you died in the atonement. But I'm giving you a new lease of life now!"