In just a few breaths, Luminass had released the runic energy of Hunger's Cold and Frost Chains, binding both his hands and feet in thick layers of ice.
Sylvanas had already taken banshee form, her powerful control over souls leaving even Varimathras's soul unable to escape. "Tremble before my might!"
Beside them, a huge, pale green apparition appeared around Rotande Gili-a specter wielding an enormous scythe. Without a doubt, this was Rotande Gili's finishing move, Reaper's Scythe. The scythe-wielding specter was Rotande Gili's true form. The Plague Mage had already turned his own life into plague. To a Plague Mage, a physical body was merely for show; his soul had become plague and lay hidden within that body. Even if his flesh were destroyed, his soul could still turn into plague energy and escape.
This state had advantages and disadvantages for a Plague Mage. Although Rotande Gili, having become plague itself, was extremely difficult to kill, and others had to worry about their own safety when attacking him in the face of that all-pervasive plague, a Plague Mage in this form was very easily injured. Moreover, any injury wounded his soul, making it extremely dangerous.
Once an enemy understood all his characteristics, skills that attacked the soul could severely wound the Plague Mage.
"Corrupting Blade, end your life." The enormous scythe had already fallen, striking the tightly bound Varimathras directly in the head. That plague scythe even corroded Varimathras's soul, and the Dreadlord's body instantly crumpled like a deflated ball.
Once the soul was dead, what use was this flesh?
"Nothing could be more fitting than harvesting a demon's soul with the reaper's scythe." Rotande Gili's plague slowly dissolved the Dreadlord's body. The Plague Pope had gained some entirely new nutrients, giving him something to study at his leisure for