The Forsaken are, in essence, the same as the undead of the Scourge. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info their bodies are long dead, and the only difference between the two is that one side is artificially controlled and cannot be freed. On the other hand, with a free consciousness, their souls have broken free from the power that once controlled them.

So, basically, the body of the forsaken belongs to the body that has died, just like the undead of the natural disaster. Every forsaken is an immortal exorcist, and death takes away almost everything they have as human beings. There is no warm blood, no vibrant hair, no healthy body. Some are only shriveled bodies, accompanied by the curse of immortality.

However, such a cursed body now made the Gatley feel a feeling of weakness and fatigue for the first time in a long time, sore muscles, weak hands and feet. This is an incredible thing for a shadow agent who has long since died, and who has been able to return to this world simply because of the curse of the Plague.

How long has it been since you felt this fatigue?

Gatley was slightly distracted, it had been years since he had been cursed awakened from the darkness by the curse after Lordaeron died at the hands of the Scourge Legion, and he hadn't felt anything he had felt as a human. In retrospect, all the shortcomings of human beings are simply only in a dark dream for him now, but now this dream has come true in reality.

However, if given a choice, Gatler would rather not have fulfilled the dream now. His weak and weak body made him embarrassed in front of the 5 undead pigs besieging him. In normal times, these animals, awakened from death, would be nothing more than a dagger for him. It doesn't even take him 7 seconds to solve the 5 animals in front of him.

But now with a weakened body in tow, the Gatley was overwhelmed by the siege of these undead pigs. The price paid for the distraction was that the Gatley had to roll on the ground in embarrassment, dodging the attack of an undead pig.

"Damn it......" One rolled over and got up from the ground, and the Gatley held a dagger in each hand, staring at the undead pigs in front of him. After his magic was shattered, he fled towards the camp without stopping. However, he was affected by unknown magic, and he kept dragging a weak body, and he knew that the necromancer would not let him go. With such a body, it is impossible for him to deal with the attack of a distorted body.

Once the necromancer's pursuers caught up with him, all that awaited him was a desperate fight...... Maybe you can't even have a chance to fight hard.

Heckling......

An undead pig, with its mouth open, lunged straight at the Gatley. Gatley shifted his body, narrowly and narrowly out of the way. But then, a dark shadow pounced on him. The other undead pig pounced on the Gatley as it dodged, knocking the Gatley to the ground, and biting down on the Gatley with a cracked mouth.

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The Gatley stretched out his left hand to block his head, and the undead pig bit down on the arm of the Shadow Agent's left hand, the leather armor on the arm blocking the teeth of the undead pig, but it could not help the Gatley get rid of it. Gatley, who was biting his arm to death, didn't have the strength to break free now, but he didn't need to.

When his left arm was bitten, the dagger that Gatley was holding in his right hand stabbed into the head of the undead pig. Pierced its eyes, pierced its skull, and pierced its entire head.

Luckily, both living creatures and dead spirits. After the head is cut off, it's all over the game. He cut off half of the head of the undead pig with a dagger, and with a hard roll, the gettered arm was pulled out of the mouth of the completely dead dead pig. With a wave of his hand, he threw the dagger he was still holding in his left hand and flew it into the head of another undead pig.

Getley, who had risen from the ground, leaned against a broken wall, clutched the only remaining dagger, looked at the remaining three undead pigs, and surrounded him.

"Really...... You're done playing! Covering his dry mouth, the Gatley looked at the undead pig in front of him who was about to attack, and laughed at himself, "Boss Barsus...... It seems that I ...... Phew, I'm going to let down the Banshee King......"

"Come on, scourge lackey......"

Roar!!

Just as the remaining three undead pigs were about to attack again, a roar rang out. A huge figure crashed into a half-collapsed wooden house and knocked an undead pig flying.

Not good!

Gatley's heart sank, the sudden guy in front of him was the aberrations that Gatley was most worried about, and now it was extremely difficult to deal with these undead domestic animals, once he faced these aberrations.......

Suddenly, a chill welled up in the Gatley's heart, and at that moment, another roar rang out from behind the Gatley.

Touch!!!!

The wall behind the Gatley shattered to pieces, and another distorted figure smashed the mutilated wall from the other side of the wall. The shattered stone was blasted out with Gatley's body, and with a bang, Gatley was sent flying ten meters away.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

Gatley felt that he had completely lost control of his entire lower body now. He coughed and tried to prop himself up, but what he would normally be able to do was as difficult as ever.

An aberrant came up to Gatley, stretched out his cysted arm, and grabbed Gatley, who had collapsed to the ground.

"Ahem...... Now, it's really over! Gatley said bitterly as he looked at the aberrant's hideous face, the gaping mouth that had already opened, and the sticky, fishy saliva that flowed out of the deviant's cracked mouth.

"But...... The end that greets me is not to die on the battlefield...... Nor is it purified by the Light......"

"How could it be...... To be eaten by this disgusting monster is really ......" to be grabbed by the body, and there is no ability to resist. And because of the necromancer's spells, the Gatley, who had lost all the strength to resist, watched the aberrant grasp him, broke open his mouth and came towards him, and closed his eyes in abandonment.

It's over......

This curse of mine that is engulfed in darkness......

It's over!

"I think you're a shadow agent under Balsus!"

It was a voice, and before Gatley could react, he felt the arm that was holding him loosen, and the arm that was holding him was severed.

Gatley, who had fallen to the ground again, opened his eyes to see an elf in gray armor, wielding a large sword with a dark green blade, splitting the aberrant that was holding him in two from head to tail.

"Looks like you're not doing well, Shadow Agent!"

A pair of eyes burning with cold blue flames looked at the Gatley lying on the ground, and asked, "Need help?" Forsaken! ”