Diego suddenly felt a little sleepy. He blinked his astringent eyelids vigorously, trying to clear himself up.

But it was in vain, and the irresistible drowsiness was like a stormy wave, drowning his consciousness before he could realize that something was wrong.

Diego couldn't see the temple, the statue, or the Masrae's being, but he could sense his body.

He only felt a cold evil force crawl up his back like a poisonous snake, down the back of his neck and into his mind. He couldn't help but shudder, and almost every hair stood on end.

The next moment, the flat ground made waves. The evil force was like a hurricane that set off a monstrous wave in the sea of his mind, and Diego felt his entire consciousness be distorted, and the chaotic power from the twisted void violently swirled and swirled, stirring up one void vortex after another in the depths of his mind, trying to drag him into the bottomless abyss of darkness and filth.

Diego finally understood who was coveting his soul and coveting his will. That's the owner of this temple, the demon banished from the twisted void, the god of blood, Haka the Soul Reaver! The unique soul of the Traveler is clearly more satisfying than the natives of Azeroth, and it can't wait to enjoy this delicious meal.

Like a python, the Soul Reager's will twisted and entangled Diego's soul, trying to devour him into his own body. This is not the gradual temptation and brainwashing of the Dreadlord, nor the slow torture and twisting of the Shadow Priest's mental whipping. This greedy and evil dark will is completely determined to destroy his soul with violence, and Diego only feels that this extremely evil dark power is madly corroding him, trying to destroy his will and tear his soul apart.

This brutal atrocity brought him endless pain in his soul, more vicious than file cramps, and more cruel than gnawing souls.

His hands and feet were cold, his heart was spasming, his whole body was stiff, and cold sweat was pouring out of every pore of his body like a stream.

It's like a nightmare, knowing that the sharp fangs of a viper slip through your neck. Gradually, it pierces into your skin, infusing you with cold venom, and you have no ability to resist.

The greedy god clung to his body, his soul. Unabashedly greedy and a**.

"You don't want to control me!" Diego shouted frantically in his heart, his eyes closed, desperately trying to prevent himself from giving in to evil. He put aside all distractions and sang wholeheartedly for the Light, the guardian of humanity, and his ** had long since stiffened. The song came directly from his soul—the soul that had crossed the plane barrier and descended on Azeroth.

He forgot about the pain in the song, whether it was ** or spiritual, and the song echoed deep in his heart, as if the messengers of the Light were singing this hymn of the Light with him!

The Reaver realizes that it will be difficult for it to destroy the rock-solid soul in front of it, and it changes its strategy.

A huge voice rang out in the depths of Diego's will.

"Join me and become my messenger in this world, and you can get great power." Even the demons who twist the void know that they must wear incense bait on their hooks when fishing. It decided to give the human a little sweetness first, "To show my sincerity, I can first inject this power into your body. ”

In an instant, Diego's muscles tensed all over his body, as if he were energized, and the surging dark power rushed into his body like a wave of rage, penetrating his heart, stopping his breathing, causing shivers to spread throughout his body along the veins, and the cold and powerful energy rushed through him like a raging tide.

In the beginning. Diego fears that this is Haka's new conspiracy, just to find a fresh shell to enter this world. He struggled to pull himself together and was ready to fight for control of power, and the stakes were his own body.

However, the battle he had expected did not come. The demon just injected him with evil and great power and did nothing else. But Diego didn't let his guard down, though he could feel the surging power of decay. The power was so powerful, rushing and pulsating within him, more real than blood, more nourishing than food and water. It is both intoxicating and mouth-watering. Hardly anyone can resist such a temptation.

"You can feel it, this mighty power! Let go of the stubbornness in your heart and have it, power is power, it is like a gun in your hand, an axe in your waist, there is no difference between evil and justice. The Soul Reacher's voice sounded gentle and convincing, as if it were the advice of a best friend, and it continued in this seductive voice: "Go, use it however you want, and you will find yourself mighty and omnipotent like never before!" ”

"And then end up like Alsace?" Diego thought to himself, he didn't know how to speak in the world of the mind, but he was sure the demon could hear his taunt, "Is the donkey running out of skills?" Want to use the same trick you used on that sarthus idiot again? ”

"How dare you refuse this gift? Or do you think all I did was wagging my tail at you? The demon was clearly enraged by his frivolous attitude, and it roared sarcastically, and Diego sensed that the evil energy that had just entered his body was suddenly flowing on its own, not at all like the demon had promised that he could control them "as he pleased". He found himself completely imprisoned by the energy, and it became difficult to even think.

"Oops!" Diego knew that he was still careless, and stupidly jumped into the trap of the devil. According to this trend, it won't be long before he becomes a walking corpse like the Scourge Legion, a puppet of the Soul Reapers.

Diego's heart sank, and this was exactly what the demon wanted to see, and it secretly rejoiced in its heart, speeding up the erosion of the evil energy on this human being.

But at this time, Diego's heart was firm, and he was determined to deal with the predicament in front of him to the end. He had no other choice.

However, he was not alone, and at this moment, in the depths of his soul, a seed that had been planted suddenly germinated, and a pure and abundant light bloomed from it. The light was faint at first, like the halo of a sacred fire, but in the blink of an eye, the divine light became magnificent, surging forward like a waterfall. Diego could feel the holy light filling his heart with strength and light, a wave of rage washing through every corner of his heart, cleansing away the evil and filth that had polluted his heart.

It was Elune's gift to protect him at a critical moment.

The light flowed through him, first warm, then scorching, and the part of the will that Hakka had projected upon him trembled like a quail before the power, and before it could withdraw, the surging power of the light overwhelmed it. Diego felt like a wounded wolf hearing a terrible wail.

It's a profound lesson, enough to remember for a long time.

The moment the dark power in his body was completely removed, Diego slowly opened his eyes as if he had been reborn from the flames. The power of bright light shot out of his eyes, stretching and shining like pins. As he awoke, a brilliant silvery-white light overflowed from his body, dispelling the darkness that enveloped him.

He turned his head and saw the necromancer looking at him in amazement, in front of the altar, amazed at his awakening. This was clearly not in Staven's plans, and he had expected to get a powerful undead minion, like the Lich King's Death Knight. Apparently, he had also been deceived by his troll allies.

"I'm sorry to disappoint you!" Diego said with a grim smile, he picked up the gun in his hand and aimed it at the necromancer, "Die! ”

Diego almost put the muzzle of his gun to his chest, gun-after shot. He had no intention of staying alive at all.

After a few shots, Staven had almost his entire chest pierced, and through the transparent hole, Diego could even see the reflection on the sea in the distance.

He raised the muzzle of his gun one last and aimed it at the necromancer's head.

"Run for me one more time." (To be continued.) )