Chapter 43 Please Call Me the God of Death with Hundred Hands (2)

What the hell is Elvis?

Duke didn't know. But you can guess, since the Naga is derived from the high elf Queen Azshara and her direct nobles, this should be the more noble name of the Nagali clan.

Not to mention, as soon as this name came out, those stupid murlocs really trembled like they were peeing. Qiqi cast suspicious eyes on Duke, the 'sea messenger'.

"Hmph!" Duke snorted coldly!

He didn't know why the murlocs bowed down to him, but most of them had something to do with the mage's hand he made.

Isn't it more than hands?

Come come come! Who is afraid of whom!

Duke raised his hand, and the system wizard linkage started immediately.

Don't look at [Mage Hand] is a level 2 spell after strengthening, but the energy consumption and requirements of this spell are all low-level 0 tricks!

No burden at all!

In an instant, 108 mage hands, shining with azure arcane brilliance, were neatly suspended in the void in a mysterious formation of wings.

This momentum is definitely first-class and powerful.

The only thing that made Duke dumbfounded was the gestures of the hands of these mages—they raised their middle fingers for wool!

What is middle finger Rulin? This is the middle finger like a forest!

The shining middle finger exudes supreme contempt and contempt.

"Hey! What are you doing? Why are they all middle fingers?" Duke roared at the system elf in his heart.

"Uh, this is the gesture I detected the most from the host, and I accidentally set this as the [Mage's Hand] gesture."

"Replace! Replace them all! Ordinary palms will be fine from now on!"

"Follow your will."

Fortunately, the internationally accepted hand gestures don't seem to work here, no matter whether it's a murloc or a naga, none of them can understand it.

However, the murloc perfectly misunderstood Duke's gesture.

Having been the servants of high-level aquatic creatures for tens of thousands of years, the murlocs don't remember many things, but there is a gesture that must be remembered. The direction that the superiors always point their fingers at only represents one meaning—— You scumbags, attack me!

"Gahhhhhhhhhhh (this sea god has more hands, he's the real one. Kill low-level fakes)——"

Well, the six-armed Naga is better than the four-armed bunker, and the eight-armed is better than the six-armed one.

Anyway, in these simple brain circuits of murlocs, whoever has more hands is the boss. Duke has a total of 108 hands. Duke is definitely the authentic ancient sea god!

Whether Duke himself believed it or not, the murlocs believed it anyway!

Duke's more than a hundred mage hands, this shape seems to inject a kind of power into the hearts of these somewhat stupid creatures, and that kind of power is called confidence. In the most powerful era of marine life, they are the ones who dominate the whole of Azeroth. The marine monsters with multiple arms are like flags on the battlefield. Where they are, is the will of the sea—absolutely invincible !

Contrary to the hide-and-seek 'battle' just now, the murlocs were full of courage, and turned to kill the Naga like a swarm.

The murlocs were not a pure melee race. Not only did they hold simple spears and other weapons, but many wise murlocs also had spells shining from their hands.

The unscientific thing that murlocs will use [Frostbolt] magic has also been perfectly reflected in the world of Azeroth.

Compared with murlocs, Naga is definitely stronger, but this strength is not enough to ignore the number of murlocs.

The female Naga who took the lead turned pale.

Not daring to ignore these crazy murlocs, the female Naga named Ivis finally squeezed out a word: "Let's go!"

With the ocean behind them, they didn't dare to turn back, so they could only risk rushing to the mouth of a small river on the left of Duke, trying to take refuge in the interior of the West Wilderness.

There was a smile on the corner of Duke's mouth. He didn't stop this group of Naga, but the finger of the mage's hand remained unchanged, pointing to the group of Naga behind!

The murlocs fought with the Naga behind them, even if they didn't lose a thousand miles, they were still serving food.

A lot of male naga wielding huge tridents are dancing their weapons like hot wheels, and each split can split at least one murloc in half. But the murloc's fearlessness shocked them.

Once upon a time, as long as one of the murlocs was stabbed lightly, the rest of the murlocs would hang up and run away screaming. but now? Although they can still see fear and terror in their eyes, they can clearly feel that they are dominated by a darker fear and a stronger will.

All of this obviously originated from the human being with many palms of light floating beside him on the beach!

"Presumptuous! Humans actually dare to order our Naga's servants to attack us!?" The leader of the largest Naga was furious!

Completely ignoring the Frost Arrow of the murloc wise man, he swung the trident suddenly and swept it three times in a row, dyeing the surrounding sea red with murloc blood and viscera.

He violently swung his slender, sea snake-like tail, breaking a clear white wave mark from far to near on the rippling blue sea!

In just twenty seconds, he pierced through the entire murloc line, reached the shore, and rushed ten steps away from Duke.

"Small human beings! Pay the price for blaspheming the God of the Sea—the price is your life!"

When it comes to naval battles or something, Duke is actually very hypocritical. When it comes to swimming, he is like swimming 50 meters in the pool by himself, and playing with weights any further - why do you sink into the water.

But the Naga who came ashore... Hehe!

The male Naga, who was still extremely mighty just now, suddenly panicked.

He felt the moisture around him evaporate at a high speed.

【Darson's Hot Furnace】Activate!

Almost in an instant, the originally hot and humid beach under his feet turned into a dry and hot desert of death. The scorching sand irritated his unprotected snake belly, and the sudden surge in temperature made him panic.

The water droplets hanging on the scales disappeared with a "sizzling", leaving a big burn mark on his scales. It was as if there were tens of thousands of invisible little hands digging away every water molecule in the gaps between his scales and even on his skin.

He could clearly see that his bulging body was rapidly drying up. The water that he relies on most is being forcibly taken away, and his whole body seems to be in a burning hell of despair!

He panicked!

"No—what kind of sorcery are you doing!?" He screamed, trying to throw the trident, stabbing Duke to death with one stroke.

Useless!

Dozens of blue light hands appeared in the void, holding him back before he could throw the trident. There was a strong force on the palm, as if dozens of adult strong men were holding him down.

He was shocked to find that he couldn't move!