Alleria stared at the once familiar faces in disbelief, her heart filled with astonishment and bewilderment. She could never have imagined that one day she would be so ruthlessly ostracized by her own kind. Meanwhile, Su Yan stood quietly by, observing the scene unfolding before him with indifference. His sharp gaze, as cold as a star, easily discerned the hostility and ill will emanating from these elves from the palace.

It was clear that these elves were no longer the same as they once were. Their unwavering devotion to Queen Azshara seemed to have been corrupted by some sinister force, causing not only horrific physical changes but also profound mental distortions. The lower halves of most elves had completely transformed into snakelike forms, their writhing forms utterly terrifying. However, Su Yan's keen observation quickly caught a startling realization: not all shadow elves had transformed into serpentine monsters. A significant number had become amphibious creatures with fish tails.

At that moment, a cacophony of noises erupted, and countless monsters swarmed out of the crypt below like a tide. Alleria stared at these sudden arrivals, her eyes widening. She was horrified to discover that these hideous, ferocious, and ugly monsters were no longer the kind and gentle companions she remembered. They had completely lost the grace and beauty of the elves, replaced by an aura of savage brutality.

"Who are you?" a furious cry suddenly rang out, shattering the brief silence. The leading naga's face was ferocious, scanning the surroundings with a fierce gaze. A terrifying expression emerged on its distorted face, as if it would pounce and tear everyone to pieces at any moment. Meanwhile, the naga clutched razor-sharp tridents, their bodies gleaming with strange and terrifying energy, a terrifying sight.

Su Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, a hint of alertness and doubt in his eyes. He said in a low and powerful voice, "No! I'm sure something is seriously wrong with your queen!" He took a deep breath and added, "I can clearly sense a mysterious aura from the Ancient Gods permeating this place!"

Alleria, who was standing nearby, turned pale upon hearing this. Her beautiful eyes widened as she exclaimed in disbelief, "What? How is this possible? Our Queen has always been powerful and wise!"

Su Yan frowned tightly, staring intently ahead as he continued his analysis, "How else can you explain why the elves have transformed into such terrifying monsters?" He paused, then asked emphatically, "Do you really naively believe that these creatures simply underwent a transformation naturally? Obviously not! From all indications, it's clear they've been transformed by some evil force! Otherwise, they wouldn't appear like this."

Alleria listened to Su Yan's clear reasoning, and her heart began to waver. She recalled those once familiar faces, now so strange and hideous, completely unaware of her former companions. It was as if they had lost all emotion and reason, leaving only endless violence and brutality. This strange change was truly puzzling, and it left Alleria with immense pain and confusion.

At that moment, the elves, suspected of having been transformed, were gazing at the two men with a fierce gaze. Their bodies were twisted and deformed, their muscles bulging, their hands clutching gleaming weapons, and their mouths occasionally uttered low roars, as if ready to pounce and deliver a fatal blow at any moment. A tense atmosphere permeated the air, making people shudder. Roar!

Suddenly a low growl was heard.

Su Yan suddenly raised his head and saw a figure as swift as lightning rushing towards him with the force of thunder! Looking closely, he saw that it was the vicious Nagas who had launched a fierce attack on them.

Alleria gritted her teeth helplessly. Though she hated to face it, the harsh reality left her no room for hesitation. At this moment, survival became her only goal and hope. She gripped the bow tightly, and a powerful force began to gather. From the previously empty bowstring, arrows, gleaming with cold light, quickly coalesced.

With the crisp sound of bowstrings being drawn and released again and again, the dense, locust-like arrows rained down like raindrops, carrying a fierce momentum and sweeping forward. The sound of "puff" and "puff" was endless as those terrifying arrows easily pierced the incomparably tough bodies of the naga monsters. Each arrow contained immense energy, its power terrifying and terrifying.

Meanwhile, Su Yan, wielding the mighty Ten Directions Sword, fearlessly charged forward at the surging Naga monsters. No matter how ferociously these ferocious monsters swung their sharp forks at him, Su Yan remained steady as a rock. He knew he possessed an indestructible golden body, and he had nothing to fear from any of the enemy's attacks.

The Ten Directions Sword in his hand flew up and down, dancing with vigor and force. Every swing of the sword brought with it a violent gust of wind, which roared and swept up like ferocious dragons circling and dancing in the air. Every naga that approached Su Yan was instantly blown away by this powerful force, landing heavily on the ground in the distance, sending up a cloud of dust.

Under Su Yan's fierce, hurricane-like assault, hordes of monsters collapsed one after another like harvested wheat. Nagas were indeed stronger than ordinary elves, thanks to a layer of hard scales covering their bodies, which gave them a degree of protection. However, this was only relative; against Su Yan, these seemingly sturdy scales proved incredibly fragile.

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