"What a boring coward, I thought before. The play can be a little longer. ”

The enemy had not moved since the convergence, and the two sides were at a stalemate for nearly ten minutes, with Bethires simulating the sound of yawning and expressing disdain for the Forsaken.

"Boy, go kill all that shit."

"I'm not your subordinate, demon, it's too early for you to give me orders!" Unas pushed back hard.

"Really? Then I'll have to make you suffer a little more! ”

As soon as the demon finished speaking, Unas felt the pain in his chest again, as if his internal organs were falling apart, and he tried to mobilize the tentacles of the Shadow Demon and the life energy in the emerald tree to protect his heart, but to no avail.

Do you have to be so subject to demons for the rest of your life?

It must be more miserable than any punishment, and with the cruel methods of the devil, it is absolutely better for him to live than to die.

In desperation, Unas only thought of one way - self-harm!

Aren't you trying to threaten me with pain? Labor and management are more ruthless than you!

Don't you say that our souls are one and coexist? Then it depends on who is more afraid of death!

Unas lifted his breastplate, raised his fist, and slammed it into his left chest, punch after punch, without sparing, and in a few strokes he ptysed himself into hemoptysis, but he didn't mean to stop at all, as if he wanted to pierce his chest.

The demon was indeed affected, and cursed loudly, "You maggot! What do you want!? ”

"Suicide!" Unas is like a gambler at the negotiating table, blackmailing his opponents without any scruples.

The sound of thumping on the chest was transmitted like a drumbeat, startling the ranger recruits on the opposite side, who thought that the Paladin's reinforcements had arrived, and they did not dare to act rashly.

I don't know if it was Bethires who cowered, or if the pain caused by self-harm overshadowed the demon's methods, Unas felt a numbness in his chest, and the pain greatly subsided, and he quickly stopped—it would be a big joke if he really beat himself to death.

"Hehe, didn't you say you were going to kill yourself? Why stop? Bethires sneered, but he didn't dare to persecute too hard, and if this human did commit suicide, it wouldn't be better.

"Hmph," Unas was not to be outdone, "I just know that my chest doesn't hurt anymore, do you care if I die?" ”

The demon laughed, the threat of failure did not affect his good mood, "If you don't want to do it, then let the others come!" ”

"Someone else? What others? ”

Unas immediately looked around vigilantly, but found no figure, Bethires made some strange noises, and soon, a large number of red dots appeared on the edges of the thumbnails.

What is this? The enemy's reinforcements have increased again? Things are very unusual, Besseres actually has contact with the enemy?

But Unas soon realized that he had thought wrongly, and it didn't seem to be reinforcements from the Forsaken, because the two sides made contact and immediately began to fight.

This was a good opportunity to escape, and as soon as he was about to turn around, there was a gust of wind above his head, and before he could react, he was wrapped into a rice dumpling by a large black net.

An unusually tall and strong black figure descended from the sky, and the huge soles of its feet stomped on Unas's back, stomping him to the ground and unable to move.

Unas turned his head desperately, only to see that it was not an ordinary foot, but a black hoof as thick as a cow, and the owner of the hoof was a dreaddemon with a curved horn and a batwing back!

"You! You..."

"Shut up!" The strange Dreadlord pressed his hooves, almost stepping the paladin into the ground, "The show on the other side is not over yet, it's not your turn to speak!" ”

"Your Excellency Valimas, now that I am one with this human being, stepping on him is equivalent to stepping on me, and it is not good to treat an old friend like this!" Bethires in his chest said jokingly.

Unas felt an unprecedented humiliation, but he could only struggle now, the demon's body was like a mountain pressing on his back, and it was a little difficult to even breathe, let alone fight back?

"Hahahaha!" The two demons laughed viciously at the same time.

Wait, Unas suddenly remembered, wasn't Valimatas the Dreadlord who took refuge in Sylvanas? When did he merge with Bethrys?

Not far away, on the battlefield, Nathanos-Blightburner was in despair.

A few minutes ago, he was still thinking about how to deal with the paladins, when a group of heavily armed strange undead suddenly broke in, surrounded them, and claimed to be a patrol here, who wanted to search and interrogate everyone.

This is a big joke, the Forsaken who does not know that Nathanos is one of the Queen's number one henchmen, and apart from those banshees, the Queen's most trusted person is him who has been named Ranger as a human.

And as far as he knew, this area was relatively remote, and there were no garrisons and patrols for the Forsaken, so this group of strange guys was very problematic.

The attitude of the other party was extremely tough, and it was useless for Nathanos to take out the highest medal given by the queen, and soon the two sides could not communicate in words, and could only use the weapons in their hands to divide the ranks.

As soon as he made a move, Nathanos was in disbelief that the opponent's weapons and equipment and personal strength were not inferior to the new troops he had trained, and the number was three times that of his own, and the battle situation quickly turned one-sided.

Nathanos had been blown off half of his body by the paladin before, and his combat strength was not half of his combat power, and he was quickly knocked to the ground.

The enemy did not kill them, except for the two unfortunate unlucky ones, the other eight men were prisoners, and the enemy gathered them together, tied tightly with ropes, but did not make a next move.

After a while, a loud sound of wings flapping into the air suddenly fell from the sky, and Nathanos turned his head and immediately saw a familiar figure, "Varimasas, it's you?!" ”

The Dreadlord threw the paladin and Luisa off the ground, then laughed, "It's me." ”

"How dare you do this to me? The Queen won't let you go! Nathanos's blue eyes spewed with rage, never dreaming that it would be the number two in the Undercity who plotted against him.

"So, the thing here can't let that. The Son knows," said Varimathas, who brazenly and contemptuously proclaimed his leader, and his disobedience was evident, "do you say?" Your Excellency the Blightcaster. ”

The most beloved one was so insulted, and Nathanos knew that he was going to die, and he looked like a madman, "You gutter to bedbug!" The wise queen will find out about your filth and infidelity, and she will avenge me!" ”

"Hey, hey," Warimatas grinned angrily, intending to take the annoying thorn in his side with his own hands, but now it had changed its mind.

"Do you know why I know everything about your whereabouts?" The demon smiled evilly, "Howl, Huck, get up, don't play dead." ”