Chapter 2803 Clan Land

After some consolation, Fenghuang finally stopped sobbing, wiped her tears, and while she was lying on my shoulder, she quietly wiped her nose clean on my shoulder, and then raised her charming little face. Son, looked at me pitifully.

I felt pity for her little appearance, so how could I blame her? It's just that snot is also liquid and can actually be washed away by sea water. Why does it have to rub on my clothes? Although it's hard for me to ask, it's also very important. depressed.

You know, snot is as easy as sea water, but it is difficult to wash it off by rubbing it on your body.

After thinking about it for a long time, I couldn't help but sigh: That's it, it's just a fine wine.

When I thought about it, I felt much better.

Then on the way to the Naga tribe, the phoenix was still sticky beside me, but it did change its position, from my left shoulder to my right shoulder.

I highly doubt that she acted this way because she disliked the presence of her fresh snot on my left shoulder.

Really, I hate my own snot, but I don’t forget to rub it on my shoulder. Where is the justice?

For some reason, the Naga warrior who led the way looked back at the Phoenix with a look full of awe. I have only seen this kind of look in one place - the adventurer base, in front of the statue of the God of Creation, those bathing in divine grace. On the adventurer.

Does this guy worship the Phoenix as a god?

It suddenly occurred to me that some tribes on the Blue Planet seem to worship some hunters with excellent hunting skills, great strength, and outstanding abilities as gods.

Could it be that the Naga tribe is also like this?

But I feel that the Naga tribe is not such a race. Elder Scyna said that the Naga tribe, like the land races, admires and respects the strong.

Although strength is undoubtedly a necessary factor in determining strength, it is not the whole factor. To be serious, there are several beings in the Fearless Guild whose overall strength is only slightly stronger than Phoenix, and there are also many who are evenly matched with Phoenix. Few, including Barbara.

Although Barbara is not an adventurer and does not have talents given by the dungeon, she is born with extraordinary racial talents. This racial talent is currently unknown, but it must be related to her agility and the strength of her claws. Otherwise, have you ever seen an ordinary person who can scratch through stainless steel protective gear with the power of his nails?

If the power of nails is Barbara's strongest attack power, then the agility of body skills is Barbara's strongest life-saving skill. It is precisely because of this life-saving skill that Barbara is qualified to compete with Phoenix.

Although one's fist is powerful and heavy, it just can't hit the opponent. The other is afraid of the opponent and doesn't dare to use its claws easily, but it is extremely fast and can survive in the shadow of the fist.

As a result, one couldn't fight and the other didn't dare to fight. The two of them could stay in this awkward situation forever.

It is said that the memory of fish is only seven seconds.

This is obviously nonsense.

But the memory of sea monsters seems not to be very good. I just disemboweled one of the sea monsters on the front foot. Before it was ten meters away, the second sea monster opened its mouth and rushed towards us.

This time, I didn’t act impulsively, but winked at Phoenix. The latter understood clearly, clenched his small fist, and aimed a punch at the head of the charging sea monster.

The power poured into the top, and after a few seconds, it came out through the body. A violent wave of water trembled directly under the sea monster's body, and then with a muffled sound, a huge and intact ferocious head exploded out of thin air.

Blue, green, purple, and black bloomed in the deep sea like an overturned paint shop. With the rotation of the water waves, they soon mixed together and became a beautiful colorful ball.

Phoenix shook off the blue blood stained on the back of his hand in disgust, came to me with a pout, grabbed the corner of my clothes, rubbed it on the back of my hand, noticed my complicated gaze, and then smiled sweetly, and in an instant, the deep sea Eclipsed.

The Naga warrior standing not far away was once again shocked by Phoenix's amazing punch.

This sea monster is at least forty meters long, with a huge body, tough skin, and sharp teeth. It can be said that its existence is the nightmare of many Naga adventurers. However, such a nightmare actually He still couldn't withstand the girl's punch.

This girl is not a human, she must be some ancient beast in disguise, yes, it must be like this!

The Naga warriors kept hypnotizing themselves, hoping to correct their distorted perceptions.

So, the world is full of fraud.

Take Phoenix as an example. For a little girl like Didi, who would have thought that her fists could be so powerful.

Speaking of the Naga Tribe, I always thought that this would be an underwater country. Under the cover of the sea water, the entire country would be covered with seaweed and seaweed, and there would be swimming fish and shrimps and crabs passing through. There would not be more than three people at most. One-third of the land is enveloped in bubbles.

However, the reality surprised me.

Nearly the entire Naga tribe was shrouded in bubbles.

Every Naga tribesman living here is immersed in a special water container and moves forward by floating.

This is too dreamy!

And why bother? Wouldn't it be better to just remove the bubbles?

For a moment, I had doubts about the brains of the Naga people, especially Queen Medusa - maybe the Poseidon bloodline naturally affects IQ, but after being exposed to it during that time, it didn't seem like there was something wrong with Queen Medusa's brain. What a look! And it seems that the person who created the bubble field was not Queen Medusa, nor her ancestors, but a certain far-sighted descendant of the Naga royal family.

Um--

I was immediately troubled.

"Sir, we are here." The Naga warrior who finished recording turned back to me and said.

"Oh" I nodded blankly, and walked through the bubbles with everyone.

Within a few meters, I quickly came to the Naga warrior floating about half a meter high and asked in a low voice: "I have something to ask you."

"Please say."

"Why is almost the entire tribe shrouded in bubbles?" I wondered: "If we were just training to live on land, wouldn't it be a good idea to stay the same as before?"

The Naga warrior shook his head and said, "I don't know about this either. It was you who set it up like this, our ancestors. If there is anything you really don't understand, you can ask His Majesty later."

The ball was brought to Queen Medusa with a kick. The Naga warrior showed no guilt at all and was even proud of his skill in deflecting the blame.

If Her Majesty the Queen knew about this, she would not be allowed to hang him on the flagpole to expose him to the sun for three days.

I thought full of malice and continued to follow the Naga warriors towards the palace.

Along the way, I felt the enthusiasm and curiosity of the Naga people at the same time.