Hokage of Azeroth

Gamor fell to the ground instantly and fell unconscious.Fortunately, there were a few teammates around him, so he wouldn't be hacked to death by the Satyrs around him.

Seeing this, Luo Wei couldn't help but frown.

But right now, he had no time to think about it, so he immediately formed a seal to slap the ground and dived into the soil.

Seeing Rowe first dodge his magic and then sneak into the ground, Purple-haired Satyr was surprised.

He didn't dare to be negligent, holding the wooden stick tightly in his hand while retreating cautiously.

At this moment, Luo Wei's figure jumped out from the ground behind him, holding a demon-blood decapitating sword and struck at his head!

Sartre was not slow to react and turned around to parry with his wooden stick.

"Qiang!" The beheading sword made a sound similar to the collision of metal when it was struck on the wooden stick. The seemingly ordinary wooden stick was undamaged and as stable as a rock.

"Qiang Qiang Qiang——" The two sides went back and forth dozens of times in the blink of an eye.

Immediately, Sartre seized the opportunity and stabbed Rowe's chest with the wooden stick in his hand.

"Oh!"

Like a popped balloon, Luo Wei's figure suddenly collapsed.

At the same time, several charms slowly fell.

"This is this?" Looking at the punctured Rowe and the falling charms, Sartre couldn't help but have a flash of doubt in his heart.

At this moment, several talismans flashed with fire.

"Boom!" Along with a loud noise, the flames and impact of the detonating talisman engulfed Sartre's figure.

Luo Wei's figure jumped out of the ground again.

This time, he appeared in his true form, his whole body turned into an earth spear state, holding the demon blood decapitation sword tightly in both hands, and slashed hard at the aftermath of the explosion that was still dissipating.

"boom!"

Under the blessing of the power of the earth spear, the slash of the scarlet giant blade made a loud noise, but it failed to kill Sartre as expected. Instead, like the shadow clone just now, it was struck by the seemingly ordinary weapon. Blocked by wooden sticks.

Luo Wei was suddenly surprised and couldn't help but wonder, what is the origin of this stick?Can you actually resist the fierce attack of the Demon Blood Beheading Sword?

After being hit by several detonating charms at close range, Sartre was obviously seriously injured. When the smoke cleared, he could be seen in a mess covered in blood.

He looked around, then a flaming nova blew up Luo Wei, then turned around and ran away.

This Sartre was not slow. He ran dozens of meters away in an instant, and his figure quickly faded, disappearing from the naked eye in the blink of an eye.

It's a pity that he met Luo Wei.

From the perspective of Eternal Vision, such invisibility is in vain.

Luo Wei put away the earth spear and activated the power of thunder at the same time. His whole body was wrapped in dazzling lightning, and then he flew out with an arrow step.

At the speed of lightning, he caught up with the fleeing Sartre in a few seconds.

He held the sword finger upright in his left hand, and slashed with the demon blood decapitation sword with his right hand.

"Qiang!" The beheading sword was blocked by the wooden stick again.

Sartre's face was full of panic after his true identity was revealed.

At this moment, Luo Wei's sword finger on his left hand flicked, and the white wind blade that had been brewing at the fingertip suddenly shot out.

Wind Escape·Blade of Wind!

The nearly solid white wind blade arrived instantly, and with a sharp buzzing sound, Sartre's head was broken off and the body was separated.

Luo Wei did not look at Sartre's body, but turned to look at the wooden stick that fell on the ground.

He reached down and picked up the stick.

It feels unremarkable, neither light nor heavy, neither dry nor wet, as if it is a simple stick, and even the shape is irregular, with some places bent and some places raised - it seems like a branch that has only been briefly cut.

But when he felt it carefully, he could still vaguely detect that there was some kind of heavy, restrained and noble power contained in the stick.

Compared with this mysterious and powerful force, the amazing toughness and strength of the wooden stick are not so eye-catching.

This thing is definitely not simple.

Unfortunately, Luo Wei couldn't tell its origin, so he had to put it away and prepare to inquire about it later.

A few hours later, the fighting here basically subsided. Many satyrs died and escaped. The coalition forces achieved a relatively smooth victory.

"How is Gamor?" Rowe asked the bald man passing nearby, "Dr. Van Watson?"

"Not good." Dr. Gustav Van Wasen shook his head.

Physician is a special profession.

Unlike priests and paladins who are highly accomplished in holy light magic, doctors' mastery of magic is often limited, at most to the level of low-level priests.

But the knowledge and abilities of physicians are much more comprehensive than that of priests. They not only understand magic, but are also proficient in physiology and medicine.On many occasions, they serve a unique purpose.

More importantly, spellcasting ability is a rare thing after all.In large-scale wars, too many low-level soldiers cannot get help from priests and paladins. At this time, the value of doctors is greatly reflected.

Gustav van Watson is a top doctor, and in the game, he is also a trainer who teaches first aid.The task of rescuing the wounded impressed Luo Wei deeply.

Dr. Van Wasen continued: "He was struck by a mind-affecting curse."

Luo Wei frowned slightly: "Similar to mind control?"

"No, it's worse than that." Dr. Van Wasen said. "In fact, the curse has been removed relatively promptly, but Gamor's mental state has still been irreparably affected."

"What effect?"

"Well... you'll understand when you go and take a look."

Luo Wei found Gamor, who was sitting on the ground, staring down at the ground in front of him, his eyes a little dull.

Beside him were several priests, mages and shamans, who were discussing something in low voices.

"Commander." They saw Luo Wei coming.

Luo Wei nodded, then looked at Gamor, and tried to shout: "Gamor?"

"Huh?" Gamor looked up when he heard the sound, looking very smart, "What do you want?"

"..." Luo Wei didn't know what to say.

At this time, the mage next to him said: "Commander, according to my speculation, Gamor is probably suffering from the legendary 'curse of dementia'."

Luo Wei was stunned: "Dementia curse?"

The mage nodded: "Yes. This is a rare curse that can affect people's intelligence and turn them into dementia."

Luo Wei was silent.

"We have made various attempts to cure Gamor and get him out of dementia, but these attempts have failed without exception." The mage sighed.

At this time, Gamor suddenly frowned and said, "Why do you want to take away Gamor's dementia? Gamor has never taken anything away from you, nor has he hurt you."

"Uh." Everyone was speechless for a while, so they could only say, "No, Gamor, we have no intention of taking away your dementia."

"That's good." Gamor breathed a sigh of relief and stood up immediately, "In that case, we are friends - Gamor will protect everyone."