North America Region's Revenge

The Naga Queen, whom Rakshasa One-Slash had been so eager to see, was not doing well.

Even with Siscardin at her side, closing in on Qin Chuan from two directions, they could not effectively restrict his movements.

In fact, forget restricting him. The Naga Queen and Siscardin could not even pin down his position. All they could do was use wide-area skills and hope for a lucky hit.

If the mortal failed to watch where he was going and ran straight into an attack, so much the better.

Naturally, that was not going to happen.

Only the Naga Queen's and Siscardin's Health Bars kept steadily falling.

Yet despite their predicament, neither looked particularly alarmed. They wore a strange confidence that put Qin Chuan on guard.

Beings of the Naga Queen's and Siscardin's caliber were not ordinary monsters. If they died, they stayed dead unless someone more powerful brought them back.

They were highly intelligent. In theory, they should have feared death.

But something about their behavior was off.

Granted, the Ancient God Faction was a little unhinged across the board, but there was still something unsettling about this.

Qin Chuan called out tentatively, "Naga Queen, why leave the safety of the seabed? You even brought your Eternal Palace up with you. Aren't you afraid you'll have nowhere to go back to?"

He shook his head and clicked his tongue. "Those poor Naga. They're about to lose their queen. Without a leader, they probably won't be able to stay on the seabed. All those oppressed Sea Race will be waiting for a chance to strike back."

The Naga Queen was unmoved. She answered with a sneer, "Mortal, do you think a few words will make me leave? Dream on! How could a mortal like you see through my master's plan?"

Qin