"I'll kill your grandpa!" Although Gu Nansheng yelled angrily, he was still calm in his heart. The top priority was to save people.
Holding Jones Xiang's chest with one hand, holding the root of the trident with the other, he gritted his teeth and pulled it out fiercely.
Blood sprayed all over Gu Nansheng's face, purple to the extreme! Vitality!
A lavender light enveloped her, and Jones Xiang's wounds healed quickly, but her face was as pale as paper.
"Degenerates, you dare to set foot on this land again and pay the price of your soul!" A crisp female voice came from the Naga camp. The speaker was a siren. The siren is well-known for its beauty and beautiful singing voice.
It is said that they can seduce the crew with their songs and cause the ship to run aground.
This siren has a fish-tailed body, her eyes are bright and clear, like sapphires soaked in the sea, her skin is like cream but with a hint of pink, and her slender waist is not too bulky, highlighting her perfect curves.
And the most fatal thing is that she has no hair on her upper body, and her long sea-blue hair is spread around her shoulders, covering the key parts of her body.
Gu Nansheng was also dazed for a moment, but he quickly came back to his senses. He was not in a situation where Brother Zhu could not distinguish between ourselves and the enemy, "Damn it! I happen to be hungry, I will eat fish soup today!"
"%#&!" The siren spat out the Nazga language that Gu Nansheng could not understand, which was obviously a signal of attack.
Then more than a dozen Nagas rushed to the shore in a triangular cone formation. The sea water was torn apart and white waves surged into the sky.
"Holy persuasion!" Yes, the Nagas are not monsters, and Gu Nansheng cannot persuade them, but their mounts are sea monsters.
"Roar..." A tiger shark knight who rushed forward suddenly fell off the tiger shark, and the furious tiger shark bit off the knight's arm in one bite.
Gu Nansheng, whose intelligence has been greatly improved, can persuade a tiger shark up to level 10 in just a moment!
"Back off!" Everyone knew not to fight the Naga tribe in the sea, not to mention that Gu Nansheng was still a landlubber. He picked up the unconscious Jones Xiang and backed away quickly.
However, when he jumped behind the rock, he discovered that Luna, who had always been quick to respond and as fast as the wind, actually stayed where she was, motionless and even trembling a little.
"Idiot, why are you so dazed!"
In this moment of delay, the Naga tribe in the sea had already killed the furious tiger shark and launched another charge. The sharp harpoon was close enough to see the cold light reflected on the sharp blade.
"It hurts your lungs! I'm in trouble!" Gu Nansheng dropped Jones and jumped out of the protection of the rock mass, and rushed towards Luna quickly.
He grabbed her collar, carried her on his back, and quickly jumped over the rock.
The moment Gu Nansheng lowered his head, a series of jingling sounds of gold and stone struck the rock. More than a dozen harpoons sank into the rock together, causing gravel to fly.
"Luna, what did you do?" Gu Nansheng was angry, but when he looked at Luna, he was dumbfounded.
Luna's lips were pale at this time and her face was covered with sweat.
"Luna, what's wrong with you? Are you scared?" Gu Nansheng's mind was a little short-circuited for a moment. In his impression, Luna ignored life, and the word fear did not exist in her dictionary.
"Hot...hot..." Luna was already slurring her words. A light red curse mark lit up on her forehead. The lines were as red as blood and outlined a strange pattern, which seemed to be a snake and a handle.
The swords were entangled.
Her delicate body trembled slightly and her whole body felt hot.
"Fallen soul, suffer death!" The Naga tribe had surrounded the rock. Gu Nansheng hiding behind was like an ostrich burying its head in the soil to avoid fear. It was completely meaningless.
Gu Nansheng helped Luna stand up. What greeted him were rows of harpoons and halberds glowing with cold light. Each of these murlocs was equivalent to a seventh- or eighth-level transferred warrior. Gu Nansheng was now unable to fly.
"Degenerate, do you have any last words?" Behind more than a dozen fishmen, the naked Naga Siren moved her fish tail and "walked" onto the beach. She was obviously not used to traveling on land.
She shook her hips in a somewhat jerky manner. It was originally a beautiful scene in the world. Unfortunately, the murderous look on her face greatly compromised her beauty.
"What did you do to her?" Gu Nansheng hugged Luna. He was not very angry now. No matter where he goes, the strong will always decide the fate of the weak.
"Her?" The siren narrowed her eyes and looked at Luna, and then she smiled, her laughter like a silver bell moved by the spring breeze, "Are you pretending to be stupid? You, a fellow fallen person, don't know this curse. It is
A symbol of your status.”
"What curse?" Gu Nansheng suddenly remembered that when he asked Jones Xiang about Luna's life experience, he heard her mention that her brother William used the power of the curse to command and control Luna. He didn't care at the time and thought it was William's.
Skill.
"This kind of curse is a symbol that cannot be erased in a lifetime. As long as the people of the Guards chant the curse, the cursed person will be in pain, even if it is just a child who chants the curse. In addition, the curse will appear every once in a while.
The curse attacks, causing the cursed person to suffer a lot. Unfortunately, your companion happened to catch the curse during the battle this time." When the Siren said these words, there was obvious contempt and disdain on his beautiful face.
It made Gu Nansheng very uncomfortable.
"Why do this."
"Punishment! Punishment for betrayers, this is the sanction of the justice gods! The fallen will have to bear this pain and shame for the rest of his life, and if he dares to betray, then the transferred warrior guild can use this spell to easily defeat him.
Erase!" When the siren girl said this, her face was already flushed. She raised the trident in her hand, her beautiful face full of murderous intent.
"Why do you call us degenerates?"
"Breathe! You, and that cursed elf girl, you carry the breath of the fallen! Moreover, it is the breath of the death knight Arthas that our Naga tribe hates the most!" Naga Siren said here,
The trident waved and pointed directly at Gu Nansheng's heart.
"Fuck! Are you fucking menopausal? I've never seen Alsace!"
"Hehehehe!" The siren girl laughed loudly without a ladylike image. Her laughter was like a skylark, so clear and high-pitched that it was a bit harsh. "This is the funniest joke I have ever heard in my life. That devil has already
He has been dead for twelve hundred years. If you had seen him, you would have become a legendary hero! Hehehehe!"
"What...what?" Gu Nansheng's mind was confused for a while. Arthas, the death knight, lord of hell, and the most powerful hero of the undead, was actually dead? Didn't he merge with the Lich King? How could such a powerful existence be killed?
Kill people?
Gu Nansheng suddenly remembered that the Naga tribe had a grudge against Alsace.
In the official history of Warcraft, Arthas is a prince of the Lorendan Kingdom. He followed his master Paladin to the north to suppress the orc rebellion and control the plague. In order to defeat the powerful enemy, he ignored the dissuasion of his dwarf comrades and still pulled out the cursed weapon.
The evil sword - Frostmourne.
Later, although he defeated the enemy, he also lost himself at the same time. His personality was swallowed up by the evil power in Frostmourne and he became a demon.
He killed his father and master with his own hands. Then he opened the country wide and introduced the Scourge into Lorendan.
The Nagas are the subordinates of the demon hunter Illidan Stormrage, and Illidan and Arthas are mortal enemies. The two finally fought a decisive battle on the top of the Frozen Throne. One was the mutated demon who swallowed Gul'dan's skull, and the other was the master who controlled Gul'dan's skull.
The fallen prince who has mastered the evil power of Frostmourne.
The battle ended with the death knight Arthas' victory.
In fact, in the official history of Warcraft, these two people are tragic figures. Their tragedy comes from their obsession. However, Arthas has lost himself, his obsession has disappeared, and he has no worries. Although Illidan has become a demon,
But he still retained his personality. He deeply loved Tyrande, the Priestess of the Moon, and even before the decisive battle, he did not forget to say goodbye to her.
One has no scruples, the other cares too much, the outcome of this battle is already determined before it begins.
"Don't you know?" Naga Siren's hoarse voice sounded again, "This is the Sea of Despair left behind after the Well of Eternity erupted more than 10,000 years ago. It is also the place where Death Knight Arthas's sword is buried. Frost
My sorrow lies here!"
"Frost... Frost's Sorrow, sleeps here forever?"
"Yes, the sword of ice has infinite power. It stands in the center of the island, but no one can pull it out. It is a sword of corruption, and everyone who touches it will become corrupted! You two...
…Hmph…isn’t it?!”
"Island? You said this is an island?"
"Stop pretending to be crazy like me. The fallen who coveted the power of Frostmourne and sold their souls to Arthas. Let us, the brave warriors of the Naga tribe, purify you on behalf of the light!"
"￥%#&!" Naga Siren shouted the order to attack in Nazja language, and more than a dozen murloc guards collectively raised their harpoons. With just one volley, Gu Nansheng and the three of them would turn into briquettes.
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When Gu Nansheng was talking to Naga Siren, Jones Xiang had already woken up. As a transferred warrior, she would not be so weak, but due to severe lack of water and excessive blood loss, her physical condition was extremely bad.
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When she heard Naga Siren's attack order, she closed her eyes in despair, and many past events came to mind like a movie. Although as a transferred warrior, she had the consciousness of dying at any time, she was still a young girl after all.
