Dai Li floated in midair and waited for a long time, but there was no response from inside the "yurt."
She was just about to contact the Council of Elders and report what had happened to the Plagueblood Demon Pool.
Although its destruction was already inevitable, it was still better to notify them in advance than let Arthas and Ner'zhul continue spouting nonsense.
But before she could open the Data Panel and type out a message, her constantly extended mental probe suddenly detected something.
It seemed that something had flown out of the "yurt"!
In that brief instant, Dai Li immediately raised her long-handled warhammer and assumed a defensive stance.
But seeing that the flying object appeared to have no hostile intent, she relaxed at once.
Only when she focused her gaze did she realize that it was actually a freshly severed head!
It seemed to be Guangguai's?
Dai Li's beautiful eyes widened in shock.
Seeing the head about to crash into the ghostfire burning around her, she hastily dodged aside.
A head and a demon's gazes met in midair.
Not long after, a dull thud, like a ball hitting the ground, came from below.
"Dead?!"
Dai Li was dumbfounded.
When she turned back and saw that the massive black python was still coiled in place, merely flicking its tongue without making any other move, she cautiously approached the head.
Yet before she could get close, red-and-white flesh suddenly sprouted beneath it.
As though multiplying on its own, it rapidly swelled!
"A mutation?!"
Dai Li's heart skipped a beat, and she instinctively tightened her grip on her warhammer.
No matter what was happening, she intended to smash that strangely changing head first.
But just as she was about to exert force, the mutated head suddenly turned over and spoke in