How come this mage can fight better than a warrior?

The Warrior Guild President's injuries had almost recovered, so he and Long Dong returned to the headquarters of the three major guilds.

At this time, the president of the Warrior Guild was discussing with Long Dong and other powerful men how to attack the poisonous blood pool, but suddenly, the group of centipede monsters outside the base suddenly gathered together for some unknown reason and launched a fierce attack on the base.

Faced with this sudden change, the president of the Warrior Guild had to suspend the ongoing meeting and lead everyone out to resist the enemy's attack. Originally, they thought that the centipede monster group was coming for the heavy magic cannon, but the fact was beyond everyone's expectations.

Surprisingly, these centipede monsters did not rush towards the heavy magic cannon, but surrounded the people of the three major guilds tightly in the middle. However, after a fierce battle, the number of centipede monsters was very small. At this moment, the encirclement they formed could be easily broken by the three major guilds.

Long Dong cast several powerful forbidden spells without hesitation and easily broke the encirclement. However, breaking the encirclement so easily made Long Dong suspicious, worrying whether there was some kind of trap or snare hidden in it. Therefore, he decided not to leave the station, but to directly surround the station and gradually eliminate the centipede monsters around it.

Just then, the bad news came.

A member of the Adventurer's Guild came crawling towards Long Dong in panic.

The man from the Adventurer's Guild said in a trembling voice: "Long Dong, it's bad. Your brother has been captured by a fairy-level monster!"

When Long Dong heard this, his face suddenly changed and he became furious: "What?"

But before Long Dong could take any action, two huge deep pits suddenly appeared on the ground.

From the deep pit, two huge centipede monsters with blood-colored markings all over their bodies slowly crawled out, emitting a chilling aura.

A man was standing on top of one of the centipede monsters. His figure was shrouded in shadow and his face could not be seen clearly, but he gave people a strong sense of oppression.

Next to this person was Zhang Xiaoping, who was tied up.

Seeing this, Long Dong immediately took out the Hammer of Tianjiao and prepared to go forward to rescue Zhang Xiaoping.

There was a flash of angry flames in his eyes, and the Hammer of Proud in his hand emitted a dazzling light.

However, at this moment, the man on top of the centipede monster suddenly spoke up to stop him, saying, "Long Dong, I advise you not to act rashly. Otherwise, I will not be responsible for your brother's life." As he said that, he pointed the staff in his hand at Zhang Xiaoping.

Hearing this, Long Dong roared in anger: "You bastard, let my brother go!"

Night fell quietly, but with the magic light, Long Dong still clearly saw the man on the centipede monster. He was wearing a mask, which was exactly the same as the masks worn by the smiling and sad-faced elders that Long Dong had met in the sea tribe before. However, this time the pattern on the mask became a sad head.

It turned out that this person was the Sad Elder of the Holy Temple of the Dead.

Long Dong thought to himself that something was wrong: "It's someone from the Holy Temple of the Dead again!"

When Long Dong saw the strengthening potion before, he had already begun to have doubts in his heart. He felt that this matter seemed to be inextricably linked to the Temple of the Dead, but since no trace of the Necromancer was found, he had not been able to confirm it.

The necromancer Elder Sadness's initiative to show up proved Long Dong's guess. However, he found out too late, which made him feel very regretful and self-blame. If he could have discovered this problem earlier, perhaps his brother would not have been caught by the fairy-level strongman's sneak attack.

The sad elder smiled coldly and said to Long Dong, "Long Dong, it's not impossible for me to let your brother go. But you have to go with us."

Hearing this, Long Dong's heart sank, but he still suppressed his anger and replied calmly: "Okay, I promise you. But you must release my brother first!"

At this time, the president of the Warrior Guild came with Zhang Xiaomei and others. Long Dong felt a little relieved when he saw that his sister was fine. If his sister was also arrested, Long Dong would really be worried crazy.

The Sad Elder: "This is obviously impossible. Take him with you." The Sad Elder waved his magic wand in the air, and a pair of specially made shackles appeared in front of Long Dong.

Long Dong picked up the shackles and was about to put them on. At this time, the head of the Warrior Guild hurriedly stopped him: "Long Dong, don't agree to him. I know you are very anxious and worried about your brother's safety. Not only will you fail to save your brother, but you will fall into their trap in vain."

Long Dong: "Don't say anything. I must save my brother today." Long Dong said this on the surface, but secretly he used mental communication to the president of the Warrior Guild.

After the president of the Warrior Guild understood Long Dong's intention, he continued to pretend to persuade Long Dong, but in fact he was preparing to rescue Zhang Xiaoping.

Long Dong told the Warrior Guild's leader, Elder Sadness, that if he released his brother, Long Dong would pretend to be captured, so that Long Dong could directly enter the poisonous blood pool.

If the Sad Elder doesn't let go of his brother, and he catches him, he will rescue his brother first, and then pretend to be captured. He just hopes that the Warrior Guild President will help him rescue his brother.

At the moment, the president of the Warrior Guild had no good idea and could only follow Long Dong's plan.

After Long Dong put on the shackles, the shackles released a terrifying dark energy. This dark energy directly suppressed Long Dong's spiritual power. Moreover, the shackles were extremely heavy. Even though Long Dong was strong, he could not move an inch with the shackles on.

Long Dong knew very well that this shackle was definitely not an ordinary item. He secretly guessed that maybe this dark shackle was specially made for him by the Holy Temple of the Dead.

At this time, the Sad Elder said, "Long Dong, this is a great gift that the Holy Temple of the Dead prepared for you! Are you satisfied?"

Long Dong struggled hard, and approached the Sad Elder step by step with difficulty, and responded firmly: "Stop talking nonsense! I am now wearing your shackles, so let my brother go!"

Seeing that Long Dong had put on the shackles obediently, the Sad Elder smiled smugly and kicked Zhang Xiaoping away. The Warrior Guild President rushed over to catch Zhang Xiaoping. At this time, the Sad Elder waved his staff again.

Suddenly, a space crack appeared under Long Dong's feet. As Long Dong's spiritual power had been sealed and his hands were tightly bound, he had no power to resist and could only let the Sad Elder take him away.

The Warrior Guild President was extremely anxious when he saw Long Dong being taken away by the Sad Elder. He stomped his foot on the ground, and the sword on his back flew directly into his hand.

The Warrior Guild leader quickly swung his sword, and a series of sharp sword energy rushed towards the Sad Elder and the two centipede monsters. However, under the command of the Sad Elder, the two fairy-level monsters drilled directly into the ground and returned to the poisonous blood pool.

The sword energy of the Warrior Guild leader hit nothing. The sword energy of the Warrior Guild leader directly made the ground full of cracks and gullies. But the Sad Elder and the two immortal-level monsters had already escaped.