Feral Rage Warlord, his eyes showing doubt and terror.
He truly couldn't feel the existence of his limbs.
Poisoned? Or cursed?
That shouldn't be the case, he is a warrior class hero; physical strength is his advantage as a warrior.
How could it be that he lost his combat ability so quickly?
Tensing his waist, he turned his body and roared, "Did you use poison beforehand?"
His arrival was sudden, the opponent wouldn't have had time to cast a curse; it must be poison.
And considering the Undead all around, it does fit the conditions for poisoning.
Fang Hao looked at him and asked, "Are there any other heroes inside?"
"By offending the great king, you too are merely walking down a path to death."
"What is your king's name?"
"You all are criminals of the empire, you will be subjected to painful punishment and die struggling."
Both were talking at cross purposes, neither listened to the other.
