Chen Feng stood on the ground, while the Deep Diver lay on the earth covered in wounds. This Dimensional Creature, which had smuggled itself here through some special means, paid for its life almost as soon as it appeared for the first time.
A brief silence.
Then came a series of wretched cries. The Nagas seemed to have witnessed a terrifying scene, or perhaps felt the joy of shaking off their shackles. In any case, with the death of the Deep Diver, the last piece of pure land in their hearts was swallowed.
"Swish!"
Chen Feng swung his Flame Blade, piercing the chest of a Naga siren with a sword. Still, there was not a drop of blood, yet the opponent perished at that very moment.
"Submit or die."
Chen Feng stood before the Nagas in a demonic posture, using the Demon Horn to convey a choice to the surrounding sirens.
Live or die at this moment.
