Another morning light, the vast sea surface glows with azure brilliance, but if you look closely, you will find a large number of strange figures swimming at high speed in the shallow clear sea.

Like schools of migratory fish drawn from the clash of warm and cold ocean currents, countless trolley-sized fish-people lead the way to a bay in the northern part of the Western Wilderness.

The bay is not large, and the crescent-shaped pass is about 60 meters wide, and once inside, it is a shallow area of less than 2 meters at its deepest point. If it weren't for the unsightly beach huts filled with fishmen, this might be the perfect beach bath.

Huge swarms of fish-people are like the Kuroshio Current, surging at the mouth of the bay, staining the entire outside of the bay.

At the mouth of the bay, a male Naga swam in, a huge snake tail swaying in the waves, supporting his majestic upper body out of the water.

The trident-wielding, gray-scaled strong male Naga shouted in an arrogant tone, "For the sake of us, who are also from Queen Azhara, hand over the cubs, hand over the human who killed our chief samurai, and the Greyscale Clan will give you a chance to lay down your arms and surrender!"

"Now this is the territory of the 'Hundred Hands Reaper Plus', and if the Grey Scale Clan doesn't want to destroy the clan, go back. Vala raised her scepter and shouted to the other party.

The male Naga had a sarcastic expression, he shook his head, as if he knew it would be like this, and disappeared into the water.

"Is that human so reliable?" asked Naga, the one-eyed male beside Vala.

"No, I'm just tired of running away and don't want to surrender. Vala turned her head and glanced at her most loyal men with blue-brown eyes, then at the newly built lair, "Ganard, the war is not good, so you take them with you." They are our last hope. ”

The male Naga, who was called Ganard, seemed to have some patience, but finally nodded heavily: "Understood." ”

In the distance, there was a continuous splash like boiling water, and the black outside the bay dyed the mouth of the bay at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then accompanied by a strange "whoosh" sound unique to the fish-people, the fish-man army was killed on the edge of the beach in the blink of an eye.

The turbulent momentum, like a huge wave crashing on the shore, is very terrifying.

It's a pity that the waves crashing on the shore are only momentum.

The waves of the fish-man were shattered by an alternative 'shore'.

"Throw the axe!"

More than a thousand simple short axes swirled from the height of the shore in a wonderful whirlwind, like a sudden heavy rain, almost instantly extinguishing the fire of morale that the attacking fish had just gathered.

[Skinning Tomahawk]!

The blueprint Duke got from Hogg.

This is the simplest axe, a thick rope that ties a sharp stone that can be found everywhere on the seashore to a wooden stick.

For humans, no one would use such a crude tomahawk unless it was a primitive man. But for the somewhat mentally retarded Fish-Man, this is the best throwing weapon.

The long-range attack easily crushed the morale of the attacking fishmen, and the group of guys reflexively fled faster than they came. For a time, the situation was in chaos.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Vala raised her scepter, and all the defending fishmen leaped into the sea, fighting the fishmen who tried to escape.

If it is a clever commander paired with a disciplined soldier, he may be able to use the terrain to repeatedly deplete the opposing troops, but the fishman ...... Well, that's what it's like to be mentally retarded.

Anyway, if you want to run away and chase on the other, you can still have some results.

However, as the Grey Scale Clan became ruthless and threw a large number of male Naga into the battlefield, it developed in a direction that was unfavorable to the Angry Scale Clan.

The male Naga has a burly body comparable to that of a troll, and when he stands tall, the male Naga is more than two meters tall at every turn, even on land, without three or five Stormwind soldiers. In places where there is water, it is the leader of hand-to-hand combat.

They wielded their giant tridents like chopping melons and vegetables, easily chopping the fishmen who dared to come forward on the side of the angry scales into minced meat.

After a few temptations, the fishmen only dared to use the skinned battle axe and the ice arrows of the Fishman Wise Man to carry out a ranged attack.

But it didn't work much.

Also an aquatic race, the male Naga has good resistance to ice magic, as well as extremely thick scales. Wrapped in explosive muscles, there are scales that are comparable to armor.

The fish-men's attacks barely hurt them.

At this time, a female Naga with gray scales appeared in the bay.

"Vala—I'll give you one last chance, and kneel under my tail. A Naga priest with the ability to cast spells should not have died so easily. ”

"I refuse—"

"Then you will die, and I will find your young females and teach them well. Hahahaha!" Naga is a matriarchal clan, and females with spell-casting abilities are the masters. The strength of a Naga clan is often measured not by the number of populations, not by the number of slave races, but by the number of female Naga who have the ability to cast spells.

If you don't have enough females at home, you can rob other families of female cubs and then breed them to become helpers of your own clan, which is how the Naga clan survives and expands.

"Come!" the Vala snake furiously furious, one arm holding the scepter, and the other two pulled out four cold, sharp scimitars from the scabbard behind his waist.

It was a superb murder weapon that should never have come from Naga, and the reflection of the cold sword light in the sparkling waves made the warriors of the Grey Scale Clan stunned.

That's—an expensive smash from the master dwarven craftsmen of Ironforge!

By the time Duke arrived, the battle was at its highest. Most of the Greyscale Clan has already stormed the beach. On the beach, Vala is besieged by dozens of male naga.

Almost every moment, more than 10 tridents slashed at Vala, but Vala took advantage of the small gap between the inconsistent movements of the male Naga to deliver the most ferocious counterattack.

Every time she was about to be hit, Walla's slightly slender upper body shook like a tumbler at high speed under the support of her snake-like lower body, dodging deadly attacks again and again in an intermittent moment. The scepter unleashed heart-piercing ice arrows that knocked down the male Naga one by one.

The ferocious four scimitars unleashed a continuous stream of light, cutting off one thick arm after another.

Her movements are so fast that she even pulls out a faint afterimage!

She was so fierce, but she still couldn't stop the scales of victory from tipping over on the Greyscale Clan. Because the priest of the other party has not yet made a move.

At this time, a clear male voice suddenly came from the mouth of the bay.

"I heard that you can farm monsters here?"