Naz'jar lazily stood up, raised the staff in his hand, moved to the front of the deck, raised the staff, and let out a thin scream.
When the scream spread, the sounds of waves hitting the hull, the shouts of both warring parties, and the sound of falling water that originally spread throughout the battlefield were all drowned out by this sound. There was a brief silence on the battlefield, and then several echoing screams were heard from under the sea, and several Naga witches emerged from under the sea.
Seeing the Naga witches emerging from the ambush place as agreed before the war, a satisfied smile appeared on Naz'jar's face, then he raised the scepter in his hand and began to recite the spell in the Naga language.
The scepter in Naz'jar's hand began to ripple with blue ripples. The ripples spread around, and the surrounding waves began to cater to it. The surging waves gradually rose, and finally formed a platform several meters above the sea in front of Zandalar's warship.
Naz'jar looked back at Kairozdormu, "Dragon, remember your promise."
After finishing speaking, Naz'jar moved from the deck to the platform, and the rolling waves pushed Naz'jar towards the center of the battlefield.
"That staff..." Troll Goraya glanced at the staff in Naz'jar's hand with greedy eyes, and there was a desire that could not be concealed in his words, "These monsters in the sea still have some good things in their hands."
Kairozdormu chuckled, "Don't you know the origin of these Naga?"
"Origin? I only know that these wildly expanding monsters suddenly emerged from the sea thousands of years ago and quickly unified the vast ocean. Even our Zandalar fleet suffered a lot from these monsters before it was fully developed." At this point Goraya shook his head, "If it weren't for your guarantee, I would never dare to deal with them. I always feel that these monsters are targeting us."
"Your feeling is correct, Nagas used to be Night Elfs."
"Elf?" Goraya's voice couldn't help but become a little louder, "Aren't the elves just sitting in Kalimdor's corner without making any progress? How could..."
"Their queen is Azshara." Kairozdormu pointed at Naz'jar who was holding the scepter high and casting spells. "The staff in Naz'jar's hand belongs to Azshara. I advise you not to use that scepter. Azshara's anger is not easy to bear."
"Hiss, is that woman still alive?" Goraya shrank his head. Even though ten thousand years have passed, Azshara's reputation is still spreading in this world. As a known for its long heritage and accomplishments, Zandalari Trolls, Goraya is well aware of the horror of Azshara. After learning the news, he immediately put away his little thoughts and waited patiently for Naz'jar to finish casting the spell before immediately making the next plan.
Aaron looked at the Naga witches that suddenly emerged from the bottom of the sea, and immediately realized that these cunning Naga had been lurking under the bottom of the sea for so long, and they might have hatched a plan that was very detrimental to themselves.
After Naz'jar appeared, more enemies emerged from under the sea, including Naga, Murloc controlled by Naga, sea beasts, Sea Giant, etc. These enemies of different shapes stepped up their offensive under the command of some Naga witches.
There are also some Naga witches who are under heavy care. In response to Naz'jar's spell casting, a mysterious mana wave spreads on the battlefield and rouses these Naga witches.
Deeply disturbing mana fluctuations fell on various marine creatures that were fighting the Kul Tiras people. These creatures of different sizes and shapes became more powerful and fierce driven by the mana, which suddenly increased the pressure on Aaron and their side.
"Go and stop them!" Aaron made a decision immediately, turned around and scanned the surrounding environment, and quickly found a Naga witch who could quickly approach a Naga witch who was casting a spell. He immediately jumped up, spread his wings, and quickly flew in that direction.
"Seeking death!" The Naga witch saw Aaron flying over quickly. Although she was a little surprised that Aaron could actually fly, she still showed a contemptuous smile, "Go to hell, you ignorant human being."
As she spoke, the top of the staff in the Naga witch's hand quickly bloomed with a beam of electric light. The electric light jumped to Aaron in the air. Aaron immediately put on the golden armor in the air. Lightning hit the armor, but failed to break through the protection of this layer of armor.
Aaron discovered a long time ago that the armor, which is similar to Radiant Armor, is much harder than the various weapons Aaron usually encounters. If he were not worried that it would be damaged and there would be no place to repair it, Aaron would even want to test the hardness of this set of equipment with a few artifacts in his hand.
In addition to being unusually hard, this set of unknown materials Radiant Armor also has a strong protective effect against spells. But other than that, Aaron has not found any other functions of this set of armor.
With the protection of Radiant Armor, Aaron stood up to the Naga witch Lightning Bolt and rushed to the opponent's side. Before the witch's guards could react, he rushed in front of the opponent and slashed down with the long sword in his hand, chopping off the head of the Naga who refused to die in peace.
Just as Aaron killed a Naga witch and landed on a nearby warship to rest temporarily and help the sailors on the ship to resist the enemy's attack, he suddenly heard a roar from the distance, "Roar!"
"I think I heard a dragon roar?" Aaron used all his strength to cut off the head of the Naga barbarian soldier in front of him with his sword. He turned to look to the west, but could not see anything unusual from the west where he heard the sound. He could only regard the sound he just heard as an illusion and continued to clean up the enemies that appeared in front of him and looked for a route to attack the next Naga witch.
"Roar!" At this time, another terrifying roar reached Aaron's ears again.
At the same time, Aaron keenly felt that the spell effects on the enemies in front of him had weakened a bit. If you listened carefully, you could also hear the Naga witches' originally neat chanting becoming noisy, as if their own rhythm had been disturbed.
Even Aaron can detect this. As the host of this collective spellcasting, Naz'jar's feeling will only become more intense. In fact, the two dragon roars just now seriously interfered with her spellcasting. If she were not worried that a sudden stop in casting would lead to uncontrollable results, Naz'jar would have wanted to stop casting and deal with the troublemaker who came from nowhere.
However, the guy who was Naz'jar extremely troubled had no sympathy for her, and continued to disrupt the Naga witches' spell-casting rhythm with his roar that contained strange magical power.
After several rounds of confusion, the cooperation between the Naga witches finally broke down. Most of the Naga witches turned pale due to the backlash of the spell, and some simply lost their ability to move and simply fell back into the sea.
"Damn, who is interfering with me?" Naz'jar looked angrily in the direction of the roar. Protected by the staff in her hand, the backlash Naz'jar suffered was not serious, but it still made her very angry. However, after turning her head away, Naz'jar's pupils shrank and she exclaimed, "Dragon?!"