Hokage of Azeroth

For a moment, Luo Wei seemed to have lost control of his body, spinning around in this bizarre scene, as if he was falling into the abyss.

He guessed that he should have been hit by a mental scream, or perhaps another spell with similar effects.

In other words, illusion.

If you follow the theory in Naruto and want to break the illusion, the easiest way is what Jiraiya said: first suspend the flow of chakra, and then release the strongest chakra possible.

For him, the only way to achieve "releasing the strongest chakra possible" is to open the Gate of Dunjia.

Luo Wei was not sure whether this could break the scream of the soul.

But obviously, if this trick doesn't work, then he has only one method left to try: self-harm.

So he didn't hesitate much. As soon as he was hit by the mental scream, he reacted immediately. The chakra paused for a moment, and then opened the door to escape.

The first door opens - open!

As the first door opened, the illusion of the screaming soul was instantly torn apart, and the real wilderness night returned to his sight.

The scarred priest was still in front of him not far away, stumbling away into the distance, looking very embarrassed.

Luo Wei increased his speed, and with a few flying steps, he came over and kicked Brother Nimitz away.

"How did you—" Brother Nimetz was a little surprised. The scream of his mind seemed to have no effect on this thief.

He struggled to cast another spell, but then he was beaten to pieces by Rowe's fists and kicks, and he lay on the ground unable to move.

Luo Wei did not kill him. After all, the other party was a high-ranking priest, and his value as a prisoner was obviously higher.

Especially for the Defias Brotherhood.

The members of the Brotherhood are almost all thieves, warriors, and hunters. Spellcasters are very rare. The few spellcasters are all mages and warlocks, and there is not a single priest.

Therefore, the Brotherhood has always been eager to recruit some priest members. Such prisoners must be valued very much. Even if they cannot surrender, it would be good to pry something out of their mouths.

When several teammates arrived, Luo Wei tied Brother Nimitz into a rice dumpling and carried him back like a large trophy.

"Commander, retreat quickly! The mine can no longer be defended!" Jaxon, whose armor was stained with blood in many places, shouted to Samuelson.

Samuelson looked around. His soldiers were dying and running away. He was exhausted and injured in many places.

What's even worse is that he has been poisoned.

As a powerful warrior, Samuelson's physical toughness far exceeds that of ordinary people.

Those poisons that can kill an ordinary person in a few seconds are not enough to kill him in a while.

But as time goes by, the toxicity will continue to consume his strength, making him weaker and weaker, and in the end he may not even have a chance to escape.

"Damn it!" He said bitterly, but he had no choice but to retreat, "Let's go!"

As he spoke, Samuelson jumped up suddenly, jumped several meters into the air with astonishing strength, took advantage of the opportunity to break away from the enemy, and fled into the distance.

As soon as Samuelson withdrew, the remaining soldiers completely lost their will to resist, and the defeat became unstoppable.

The thieves shouted and chased the fleeing remnants.

As the commander, Samuelson was naturally the key target to be hunted down.

Van Cleef personally led his men to hunt him down.

Samuelson, who was wearing heavy armor, obviously couldn't outrun these agile thieves. He soon ran out of energy and was gradually overtaken.

Van Cleef was the first to catch up, and with a cruel barb in his hand, Samuelson's helmet was directly knocked off.

"Van Cleef!" Samuelson looked at the ghostly figure in shock and anger.

"Surrender, Samuelson, you are no match for me." Van Cleef said coldly.

Samuelson's eyes flickered for a while and he said nothing.

After a moment, he gritted his teeth and did not choose to surrender, but made a final resistance.

Samuelson roared angrily and slashed at Van Cleef with his sword.It's just that because of the poison in his body, his movements are no longer as quick and powerful as before.

Van Cleef easily dodged his attack, and then swung the cruel barb, like an elegant sculptor, bringing up several cold lights and blood flowers in the night, and of course, Samuelson's screams.

"Ah -" Samuelson wailed, looking down at the ground, where lay a twitching severed hand.

Just a second ago, this severed hand was still a part of him.

"For the king!" At this juncture, Samuelson inspired the courage to face death.

He continued his meaningless resistance and faced Van Cleef's slaughter.

For a moment.

Samuelson no longer had any strength to resist, and he knelt on the ground with his head lowered, and the blood from his severed hand flowed all over the ground.

If he wasn't still breathing, he looked like a corpse.

The blade of the cruel barb pressed tightly against Samuelson's neck, and Van Cleef whispered in his ear: "I will let the king accompany you..."

However, at this moment, a faint female voice suddenly sounded without warning: "For my sake, let him go."

"Who are you?" Van Cleef's expression changed drastically.

There was a stranger here, and he didn't even notice it.Even now, he couldn't tell where the sound came from.

It wasn't until the other party came slowly from the darkness that Van Cleef barely saw her figure.

A lady in the shadows…

Van Cleef couldn't see any details on her body, and he couldn't feel any power from her body. It was as if she was just a peasant girl in black clothes who walked here by chance.

But this brought unprecedented fear to Van Cleef, causing him to take a few steps back.

"Go back, Van Cleef." The lady in the shadow obviously had no intention of killing him, and even warned him, "By the way, remember to live longer."

Van Cleef stared at the woman in silence for a moment.

In the end, he turned around and left without saying a word.

After Van Cleef left, the lady in the shadow slowly walked up to Samuelson and said in her faint voice again: "Be my servant."

"Who are you..." Samuelson, who was kneeling on the ground, was so weak that he couldn't even lift his head.

The lady continued: "Be my servant, serve me, and I will grant you new life and the power you have dreamed of."

Samuelson moved his lips: "I...I do."

The lady in the shadow seemed to smile, and then put her hand on the warrior's shoulder.

Dark red energy suddenly lit up at her fingertips, and then poured violently into Samuelson's body, stirring up waves of blazing hurricanes in the empty wilderness.

Samuelson, enveloped by this powerful energy, quickly regained consciousness and strength.

He looked at his right wrist in surprise - there, a brand new right hand was growing rapidly, and in a blink of an eye, five fingers grew out like a tree sprouting.

After a while, all his injuries were healed, the poison in his body was wiped out, and his missing limbs were intact as before.

Not only that, Samuelson also clearly felt that his power was becoming unprecedentedly powerful.

However, when Samuelson looked carefully at his newborn right hand, he suddenly discovered that some black dragon scales were vaguely emerging in his skin...