Li Wei stepped out.
The moment those people saw Li Wei, their eyes lit up.
The Daughter of Pain widened her eyes at the man. He was so handsome, so beautiful, practically the most perfect being in the world, the very pinnacle of human beauty!
How much joy would it bring to knock such a being to the ground, twist him with pain, even tear him apart! That would be the greatest pain of all!
"Grab him!"
She reached for the leather whip at her waist. Its spikes scraped across her skin, leaving stinging wounds that set her blood churning, burning hot...
Then a cold sensation appeared at the Daughter of Pain's throat.
Her eyes widened and her mouth opened. She felt the heat coursing through her body pour out through it. Dropping her whip, she reached up to cover her throat, but the escaping blood carried away what little strength she had left. Her hands fell, her eyes closed, and she collapsed.
That was the first.
Li Wei looked at the Daughter of Pain lying behind the others, a cold glint in his eyes. His earlier adventures had already taught him that, in this world, the first priority in a fight was to take out the enemy's back-line mages and priests, preventing them from buffing their front line or debuffing his own side. Naturally, he followed the same principle. The moment he emerged, he had targeted those strangely dressed women at the rear.
They didn't look like mages. They looked more like priests... Wait, whose priests dressed like that?
Now I really have to find out which deity they worship.
"Kill him!"
The people covered in wounds raised their weapons and charged. Honestly, to Li Wei, their injuries looked bad enough to leave them rolling on the ground, screaming