Chapter 57 I Heard You Can Farm Monsters Here?

It was another dawn, and the vast sea surface was glowing with azure brilliance, but if you look carefully, you will find that there are a large number of strange figures swimming at high speed in the bottomless shallow sea.

Like a school of migratory fish brought by the intersection of cold and warm ocean currents, countless murlocs the size of a cart acted as the guides and began to attack a bay in the northern part of the western wilderness.

The bay is not big, and the crescent-shaped pass is about 60 meters wide. Once inside, it is a shallow water area with a depth of less than two meters. If it weren't for the unsightly beach huts full of murlocs, maybe this would be a perfect beach.

A huge swarm of murlocs surged at the mouth of the bay like a black tide, completely dyeing the entire outside of the bay.

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

Wielding a trident, the gray-scaled strong male Naga shouted in a haughty tone: "For the sake of us being Queen Azshara, hand over the cub, hand over the human who killed our chief warrior, The Greyscale Clan will give you a chance to lay down your arms and surrender!"

"Now this is the territory of the 'Hundred-Handed Death God'. If the Greyscale Clan doesn't want to exterminate the clan, go back." Vala raised his scepter and shouted to the other party.

The male Naga showed a mocking expression. He shook his head, as if he knew this would happen, and disappeared into the water.

"Is that human being so reliable?" the one-eyed male Naga next to Vala couldn't help asking.

"No, I'm just tired of fleeing, and I don't want to surrender." Vala turned her head, glanced at her most loyal subordinate with her green eyes, and then glanced at the newly built lair: "Ganard, the battle is not good , you take them away. They are our last hope."

The male Naga, who was called Ganard, seemed unbearable, but finally nodded emphatically: "Understood."

There was a continuous sound of splashes like boiling water in the sea in the distance. The blackness outside the bay dyed the mouth of the bay at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, the Chinese army reached the edge of the beach.

The turbulent momentum is like a huge wave hitting the shore, it is very frightening.

It's a pity that when the turbulent waves hit the shore, there was only momentum.

The giant wave of the murloc was crushed by a different kind of 'shore'.

"Throw an axe!"

Thousands of simple hatchets swirled wonderfully from high above the shore, as if a sudden heavy rain poured down, almost instantly extinguishing the morale fire that had just been built up by the attacking murlocs.

[Skinning Tomahawk]!

The drawings that Duke got from Hogg.

This is the simplest axe, a piece of sharp rock that can be seen everywhere on the seashore is tied to a wooden stick with a thick rope.

For humans, unless they are primitive, no one will use such a crude battle axe. But for murlocs who are a little mentally retarded, this is the best throwing weapon.

Other long-range attacks easily broke the morale of the attacking murlocs, and the group of guys fled back at a faster speed than when they came. There was chaos for a while.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Vala raised his scepter, and all the murlocs on the defensive side jumped into the sea one after another, fighting with those murlocs who were trying to escape.

If a wise commander is paired with strictly disciplined soldiers, they may be able to use the terrain to repeatedly consume the troops on the opposite side, but the murlocs... well, that's what mental retardation is all about.

Anyway, if you want to escape and chase at the same time, you can still get some results.

However, as the Greyscale Clan became ruthless and put a large number of male Naga into the battlefield, the situation developed in a direction that was not conducive to the Fuscale Clan.

The male Naga has a burly figure comparable to that of a troll. Even if a male Naga is more than two meters tall when he stands on land, he can't handle it without three or five Stormwind soldiers. Where there is water, it is the leader in hand-to-hand combat.

They wielded huge tridents like chopping melons and vegetables, easily chopping up the murlocs on Furyscale's side who dared to step forward.

After several trials, the murlocs only dared to use the skinning battle ax and the murloc wise man's Frostbolt for long-range attacks.

But not much.

Also as an aquatic race, male Naga has good ice magic resistance and extremely thick scales. Wrapped around the explosively strong muscles are fish scales comparable to armor.

The murloc's attack could barely hurt them.

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

"Wala——I'll give you one last chance to kneel under my tail. Naga priests with the ability to cast spells shouldn't die so easily."

"I reject--"

"Then you die! I will find your young females and teach them well. Hahahaha!" Naga is a matriarchal clan, and the female with the ability to cast spells is the master. 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 with the ability to cast spells.

There are not enough females in the family, and by snatching female cubs from other families, they can be cultivated as helpers of their own clan. This is the way for the Naga clan to survive and expand.

"Come!" Vala Snake was furious, holding the scepter in one pair of arms, and the other two pairs of arms suddenly pulled out four sharp curved knives overflowing with cold light from the scabbard behind his waist.

It was a superb murder weapon that should never have come from Naga. The bleak sword light was reflected in the sparkling waves, and the warriors of the Greyscale Clan couldn't help being stunned.

That is - an expensive weapon from the master dwarf artisan of Ironforge!

When Duke arrived, the battle was entering its most intense stage. Most of the Greyscale clan has already attacked the beach. On the beach, Valla was besieged by dozens of male naga.

Almost every moment, more than 10 tridents slashed at Vala, but Vala used the tiny gap in the inconsistency of the male Naga's movements to launch the most ferocious counterattack.

Whenever he was about to be hit, Vala's slightly slender upper body swayed like a tumbler at high speed under the support of the coiled snake-like lower body, avoiding fatal attacks time after time. The scepter kept releasing heart-piercing ice arrows, knocking down male naga one by one.

The four ferocious scimitars let out continuous light, cutting off one thick arm after another.

Her movements are so fast, even a faint afterimage is drawn!

She is so fierce, but still can't prevent the balance of victory from tipping over to the Greyscale Clan. Because the other party's priest 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 spawn monsters here?"

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