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Diablo 2 Chapter 75 Resurrection

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    "Varimathras, kill that man!" With Mo Wen's cold words, the atmosphere in the entire dungeon changed.  "No, you can't do that!" Whitemane was startled, and then subconsciously hugged Renault tightly in his arms, shouting in horror.  However, this level of resistance was of no use at all. After receiving the order, Varimathras was stunned for a moment, and then reacted. He pulled away the female prosecutor with a sinister smile on his face, and then showed no mercy with his palms.  The ground penetrated Renault's chest, and when he came out again, he was holding a beating heart.  &n(;"¡ªNo!" Whitemane's face turned pale when she saw this, and then she didn't know where she got the strength to break away from Varimathras's restraints and threw herself on Raynor. "  My warrior, please don¡¯t leave me, you will get better, don¡¯t leave me!¡± Over and over again, Whitemane used the healing technique on his lover, spreading a large amount of holy light as if it was for free.  But it was useless. A large amount of blood had gush out from Renault's wound, and his breathing became weaker and weaker, and finally became inaudible, but Whitemane continued to treat it as if he didn't notice it.  He stood and let the holy light in his hand continue to flow towards Renault. Varimathras grinned slightly. He was still alive after his heart was taken out. Did this woman think she could master the legendary resurrection technique?  With one step, it seemed to hit Renault's body again, completely stopping Whitemane from thinking about it. However, just as it was about to take action, a hand stretched out from behind to suppress it.  "Just watch, don't do anything unnecessary!" At some point, Mo Wen had already arrived behind Varimathras, staring at Whitemane without blinking.  "Yes!" Varimathras didn't want to follow in the footsteps of its two brothers, so it immediately became honest, but then there was a trace of doubt in its heart, because it realized that it seemed to have made something wrong.  Mo Wen looked at Whitemane with even more interest than before. Obviously, the previous attention was not due to the beauty of this woman. Could it be that this woman really knows the resurrection technique?  Varimathras muttered involuntarily in his heart, but then he laughed again, because with Whitemane's current strength, the probability of her being able to cast the resurrection spell is about the same as Varimathras killing her boss head-on.  Kermund was almost the same. It was almost infinitely close to zero. He couldn't figure out why. Varimathras simply stopped talking and just stayed aside and watched.  He didn't care what the devil around him was thinking, he just looked at Whitemane without blinking. In fact, Varimathras's guess was very close to the truth.  The two of them stayed until now just for Whitemane's resurrection. The world of Azeroth was influenced by the human game. Although it has changed since it became the Small Thousand World, some things will probably remain the same.  For example, some big historical trends. Another example is the famous skills of some characters. In the game, Whitemane's words "Resurrection, my warrior!" are very famous, so Mo Wen speculated that she was in the game.  The possibility of mastering resurrection is very high in the world. With this speculation, Mo Wen will not let her go. In this world without players, priests who can master resurrection are very rare.  Mo Wen has not yet discovered the second and more important point.  Whitemane's strength is not very strong yet, considering Yi Mowen's current strength.  It is also extremely difficult for him to resurrect someone, which involves up to the ninth level of arcane magic wish spell and a series of other profound laws. If Whitemane can rely solely on the power of her holy light and  Love for Renault can bring her back to life, so Mo Wen must get this method.  Looking closely at Whitemane, at this moment, Mo Wen was even more looking forward to Renault standing up again than the other person.  I don¡¯t know if Mo Wen B¡¯s luck played a role, but after trying again and again, Whitemane did not give up at all. She took a slight breath, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and then tried again.  Putting her hands together on Renault's chest, she solemnly called out: "Resurrection, my warrior!" An unprecedented light bloomed in her palms, illuminating the entire dark dungeon. The light was holy and full of vitality.  The vitality is like the gate of heaven coming to the earth, bringing endless brilliance.     "¡ª¡ªah!"   In that light, Varimathras let out a piercing scream. It shrank into a ball and rolled around on the ground. Its body and wings emitted bursts of black smoke.  , it was like being burned by fire.  Standing in front of it, Mo Wen's eyes were stung by the light, but he paid no attention to it. Instead, he stared at everything that happened in the light and murmured excitedly.  : "It's this, it's this, this fluctuation" I don't know how long it took before the light gradually dissipated and the dungeon returned to its previous appearance.  As a demon, Varimathras lay on the ground with only his last breath left, while Raynor, who had already lost his breath, stood up from his knees.  "Fight for you, my lady!" "¡ª¡ªReno!" Seeing Reno appearing in front of him intact, Whitemane, who was a little pale due to the resurrection spell, cried with joy, covering his face with his hands, his eyes filled with tears.  joy.  Looking at the other party, Renault also looked very excited, with a smile on his face, and stretched out a hand, wanting to touch Whitemane's cheek.  "Sally" However, the next moment, this warm scene was shattered. An amethyst sword came fiercely and penetrated directly through Renault's chest, nailing him to the wall.  "¡ª¡ªReynold!!!" The huge sense of loss that was gained and lost almost broke Whitemane's heart in an instant, and then before she could do anything, a strong force rushed towards her face and pinched her neck.  Pushed her against the wall.  What caught Whitemane¡¯s eyes was Mo Wen¡¯s extremely handsome, yet extremely charming face.  "Well done, madam!" With an excited smile on her lips, Mo Wen seemed to have an inexplicable light flowing in her golden and silver eyes, and her greedy look made the female prosecutor feel a chill in her heart.  "But it's time to return the things you have to me!" As he said this, Mo Wen pinched Whitemane's neck with one hand, and stretched out two fingers with the other hand, slowly placing them on the other's neck.  On the forehead.  "¡ª¡ªAh!" Amidst Whitemane's screams, Mo Wen's two fingers slowly pulled out a bright spot shining with white light from her brain.  "Soul fragment!" Varimathras, who was lying on the ground half-dead, gasped when he saw this scene.  As a demon who is good at playing with souls, it naturally knows what the thing in Mo Wen's hand is, and it is precisely because it knows that it is extremely surprised.  Judging from the fluctuations emitted by the soul fragment, it was clearly the elf prince's own soul. He actually split his soul while he was still alive, then implanted it into someone else's body, and finally successfully recovered it.  !  You must know that with the bonus of racial talent, Varimathras can only extract soul fragments from the dead, and then devour and digest them. From a certain perspective, this method of manipulation is just treating the soul as a human being.  Manipulating a variety of substances does not reveal the secrets of the soul itself, but Mo Wen can manipulate his own and other people's souls at will while he is alive. This method is beyond the reach of Varimathras.  There has never been a moment when Varimathras was so afraid of the elf prince in front of him. A demon was actually frightened by other races' methods of manipulating souls!  After taking back the soul fragments he had put into his body from Whitemane, Mo Wen was immersed in the realization as if no one else was around. His face kept changing, sometimes smiling, sometimes frowning, and finally he sighed softly.  , slowly opened his eyes.  "¡ª¡ªWhat a pity!" (To be continued) ps: Thanks to O Novel Maniac, Xue Ying Xiao Hong Chen, Fallen Xingyue, Big Fat Baozi, Baozi Coffee's monthly tickets and Priest~Xueyue, Eternal Chaos Truth.  reward.  
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