Chapter 1445 loyal ministers are not easy to dance
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The third child in the Awakening City of Ny'alotha [Prophet Skitra] is a typical Aqir. In appearance, he looks very much like the first child in the Ahn'Qiraj Temple. Both of them have a typical lower body that looks a bit like a spider. , has thick chelicerae, and its upper body is upright, like an erect beetle.
It is red in color and looks a bit like a lobster.
Its jaws opened and closed: "Damn it! What does Naga do for food? He actually puts the enemy so close!?"
It's not wrong.
The entrance to Ny'alotha is very secret. In order to prevent being discovered by the existence of the main plane of Ai Star, the place looks like a real ruin. Except for the cat people who used to live here, there is really no trace of N'Zoth.
Especially the faceless men who have the nature of the ancient god's personal guard. On the surface, it is true that none of them can be seen.
If you think that the ancient gods have no arrangements, you are totally wrong.
Nagas that can be seen everywhere throughout the Endless Sea are the sentinels of the ancient gods.
There is a sea to the south of Uldum, which happens to be the territory of Naga.
It is not unusual for the Alliance to infiltrate on a small scale. Hundreds of ships and air fleets invaded on a large scale like this, catching the Faceless Legion by surprise. Normally it would be absolutely impossible.
The only answer is, of course, that Queen Azshara released her into the sea.
"Kill the evil god N'Zoth!"
"For ten thousand years of deception!"
"To hell with slavery"
Hundreds of thousands of Nagas rushed up from the sea, and the huge and towering seaside cliffs could not stop their progress. Because in a series of loud bangs, the seaside cliffs were blown down on the spot by hundreds of tons of high explosives.
The Tanaris Desert area was originally mostly sand and gravel. When the brittle rock formations were blown away, a huge slope ten kilometers wide was formed.
The male Nagas rushed up almost one after another. They wore armor with a double-headed fork on the chest, wagging their tails and rushed towards the gate of Ny'alotha.
They held high the kite-shaped shield with the same heraldry in their left hands, and the cold light on the trident blades in their right hands connected in a line, like the sharp teeth of countless deep sea beasts.
On a cliff by the sea, a small group of larger male Nagas and a large number of female Nagas gathered around Queen Azshara.
"Your Majesty, is this really okay?" a female Naga whispered.
"We have no choice! N'Zoth must die. There is no need for us to be buried with him, and secondly, who of us doesn't hate N'Zoth!?" The queen's eyes were burning with the flames of revenge, and her whole body exuded a cold aura.
Thinking about those days, who among the high-class elves around the Queen was not handsome or beautiful?
Transforming into a living Naga is tantamount to a complete disfigurement.
Who can bear to go from being the master of the continent to being a slave!?
This evil spirit has always been hidden deep in the soul of every Naga.
There is almost no need to mobilize the clan for the queen to be loyal to her ministers. She just roars and everything is answered.
Just because selling information failed, Naga was forced to become one of the main attackers.
Under the cover of the huge amphibious force [Naga], the alliance's maritime fleet began to land, and amphibious landing craft rushed to the coast carrying tanks and infantry.
There are flying battleships in the sky, and there are also mecha units such as [Turtle Tyrant] and [Magic Crab] on the water on foot.
To the north of Uldum, Stratholme's Second Army, which had been lurking early in the morning, began its assault. A fast assault team consisting of more than a thousand tanks and armored vehicles, plus more than two thousand trucks, quickly crossed more than fifty kilometers of desert to cooperate with the landing troops. to carry out a two-pronged attack.
Of course, betrayal does not come without a price.
Just when Naga was fully succumbing to the alliance, a majestic and evil voice descended over the battlefield.
"Azshara! Is this how you treat your master!?"
N'zoth's voice was very long, like the high-frequency noise of some kind of underwater creature, almost a scratching sound. Although there was a language barrier, the kind of gnosis that transcended language penetrated directly into the hearts of every intelligent creature present.
That voice was sharp and had an inhumane coldness to it, as if hinting at the moodiness of its owner.
On the beach and in the ruins, all beings who were not on the front line of a fierce battle couldn't help but raise their heads. The faceless men, mantids, and Qiraji all knelt down or paid tribute to this person in various ways.
The owner of the voice showed the highest respect.
"Master!?" Azshara's eyes widened with anger, and her two sword eyebrows were almost straight to the sky. She raised her head proudly and shouted angrily:
"Xavius! You N'Zoth! They are all liars! You have deceived me and deceived all the upper elves from beginning to end. You just want to make us the most despicable slaves! For this reason, you do not hesitate to distort our
The body and soul have turned into extremely ugly monsters! Ten thousand years! A full ten thousand years! We have had enough! Today we will join the alliance and demand this dirty blood debt from you!"
Azshara rarely lost her composure, and in her naga form, she looked somewhat ferocious.
This is not important. The key point is, how could N'Zos let her go?
"Huhu! Jie Jie! Hehehe! Disobedient slaves must be punished..." Along with the gloomy words, the scene in the airspace in front of Azshara suddenly changed.
The dark spiritual power appeared out of thin air. They were so condensed that anyone who glanced at them would think they were rolling riverbanks and hills.
The strong mental power formed a thick fog, blocking the distant view.
Suddenly, dozens of large and small tentacles solidified by mental power crossed the void and drew towards Azshara.
"Protect Your Majesty!" Dozens of female Nagas with strength reaching the level of Archmage built a protective circle together.
However, they avoided loneliness.
The moment N'Zoth's tentacles touched the translucent magic shield, w changed from real to virtual.
This is not anything substantial!
It is pure spiritual power, [Whisper of the Ancient God] that directly hits the soul!
[You cannot resist me! I am familiar with every weakness of your soul... You cannot be my opponent...] Like a whisper, but actually hypnotic, the voice of the ancient god shook Queen Azshara's defenses.
Almost in the blink of an eye, Queen Azshara's mental barrier was reduced by more than half.
She finally couldn't help but shouted: "[Trident] save me"
Not far behind her, a dozen guys who looked like male Nagas suddenly rushed to the queen's side. They raised and lowered their hands, ahem, mainly through direct physical contact, so that their minds could connect with the queen's spiritual sea.
A moment ago, the whispers of the ancient gods gently penetrated into the Queen's spiritual defense like wind and sand rubbing the grass, rewriting the Queen's memory and outlook with a voice that lingered in her ears like a ghost.
A moment later, N'Zoth, who was far away in the depths of the Awakening City, flashed a look of astonishment in countless eyes. The Azshara spiritual sea that it thought it had definitely controlled suddenly reverberated with a power that made it uneasy.
