"Is it painful?"

"Hopeless?"

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Duke stretched out a finger and easily broke through the soul barrier, gently poking it into Farina's spiritual belly.

According to the size, the shrunken soul of the Black Witch is now about the size of a Barbie doll.

Burned by the flames of her soul, she instinctively demanded everything that could redeem her. Just as a drowning person is dying, he grabs everything he can to grasp.

Farina felt the cold breath coming from Duke's little finger for the first time, and without hesitation, she hugged it.

This scene looks very strange, a doll-like beautiful soul, holding a pillar-like little finger, greedily asking for the coolness from the little finger.

"Huh, is this using my fingers as pillows?" said Duke, teasing.

But the next moment, Duke withdrew his finger.

Farina's soul slammed into the soul barrier, and once again fell into the flames of soul punishment, and she couldn't help but let out another scream and moan of pain.

"Black Witch, give in to me, Duke Marcus, or you will be tormented for at least 10,000 years in this eternal flame!"

"Ten thousand years? no—spare me, I won't be able to go on for a minute!" cried out, and Farina, who had turned into a soul villain, decisively gave up her little reserve.

Was she a vicious woman? Yes, otherwise there wouldn't have been the classic six murders.

She is a strong-willed person? Isn't she! She strives to enter the upper class and enjoy the most extravagant life, and she has never been a hard-working person.

After realizing that her soul could no longer escape, and that she had to endure the most terrible soul punishment, the only thing she could do now was to be here to the master of this prison, the master of Duke, who also held her soul - wagged, tail, begged, merciful!

Duke put her finger in again, and the doll-sized Falina hugged Duke's little finger and kissed him wildly, eager to show Duke her most precious thing.

Of course, this is not to refer to her delicate body, which has seduced countless young male nobles of Lordaeron, but to the materials and information of the Scourge Legion.

Duke can certainly play Soul Search. The problem is that the soul searching technique is only for the situation where the difference in the strength of each other's souls is too large, which is easy for the souls of the leader level.

For example, if the other party is determined enough, it is likely that they will get nothing, or they will get a fragmented soul message.

For example, even if Arthas killed his mentor Uther, he would not be able to do anything with Uther's soul.

Therefore, it is ideal to make the other party submit.

"Duke-Duke Marcus, I, Falina, ask for your mercy, and make my humble me your loyal soul slave! at your service, and burned for you—"

The doll-like Falina hugged Duke's fingers for a cold touch. At this point, after pouring out everything she knew, she knew there was no turning back. Whatever the reason, there was no way Kel'thugad and Arthas, the Lich King, would spare her.

Because what she gave was the secret list of the cursed sect lurking in the countries of the alliance!

"Hehe! conscious! Okay, you'll be my elemental messenger. This time, Duke was really satisfied.

"Praise be to you, great master—" Falina let go of her soul and let the shadow power of Duke take over every corner of her soul.

Now her only desire is to be completely conquered by the other party, to satisfy her empty and full of horror soul.

Doesn't it sound ironic to crave stronger backers and stronger power because of betrayal?

However, Farina's pursuits, her scruples about the Scourge Legion, with the continuous infusion of shadow power, everything has disappeared from her mind.

She was like a most loyal hound, craving orders from her master. In the muffled groans of the shadow power that strengthened her soul, she prayed for the command of the master, a symbol of happiness.

By the time Falina came to her senses, she found herself back in the main control room, facing dozens of flickering magical mirror screens.

Duke still stood in front of her with a smile on his face.

Stunned, she raised her hands to find that her body was still there.

"Am I alright?" asked Farina, stunned.

In the next second, she realized that she had changed. She was still breathing, she was still 'alive', but it was no longer her heart and brain that sustained her life, but the dark energy that lurked in her heart and every bone.

Except for her life signs, she was already a shadow elemental lifeform in her bones.

Moreover, at least half of her soul is in Duke's hands. She could feel it clearly.

Suddenly, her whole body trembled, she squirmed her mouth, and finally lowered her head and said to Duke: "Master!"

"Good! you know what I'm going to do, right?"

The Black Witch was very clever and could understand it at all, and she immediately emphasized: "I can't command a chief-level existence. ”

Duke didn't care, either: "As long as all the other troubles are gone." ”

"Understood!" the Black Witch took a deep breath and turned around to see that she was the Temporary Commander who had the authority to command all of Naxxramas outside of the Chieftain level, "Attention all the undead, we must concentrate our forces and drive out all those damned alliances in one fell swoop." The Third Death Knights, immediately rush to the E3 area. Fifth Abomination Troops, go ......"

Farina methodically concentrated all of Naxxamasri's forces in the direction of the Skybreaker.

It sounds like there's nothing wrong with her command.

But considering that she even transferred the troops that were fighting against the two alliance powerhouse squads, it was funny.

"What the hell, what are you doing?, is that stupid woman just letting those Alliance powerhouses go straight in?" The Death Knights were about to snipe Magni, and they couldn't help but curse.

"Obey orders! Isn't there still four horsemen guarding the military district anyway?"

The Death Knights were all knights during their lifetimes, and even paladins, they all inherited both martial arts and military discipline during their lifetimes, and even if they were reluctant, they still chose to obey orders.

As a result, the heroes of the alliance saw the undead army that had been rushing back like a tide.

"What the hell?" muttered Magni.

The strong men looked at each other.

At this time, the alliance near the Sky Breaker has a deeper understanding.

Originally, Justin Barrett, the captain of the Skybreaker, had a blue face when he saw that the enemy had concentrated almost all of his forces here. Who knew that in the next moment, Naxxramas would change dramatically.