At this time, the Death Knight was crying. However, this is a highly desirable thing for Weed. Laid out on the wagon beside the sculptures were large numbers of health and mana potions. Because there was a need to be at 100% full, but depending on natural restoration of health and mana is inefficient and a waste of time.
However he always liked recalling the Death Knight, it could not be any better. Even if he cannot get experience due it being a summons, he can still continuously improve his skill mastery!
After the tenth time was reached, of beating him to death, it was the first time the Death Knight sounded ill.
“Ugh, you are strong.”
When he died five times more, the Death Knight heaved a sigh.
“I seem to forget Lord Balkan's grace little by little.”
And again Lazarus died about five times more, he spoke more drastically.
“It seems your leadership qualifies you to rule over me, but do not know yet.”
After that, he was killed twenty more times. Weed did not even bother to keep count.
He's moving in a wagon full of health and mana, and has a cool Death Knight on call to fight against.
The vitality of the necklace he held filled shortly with a little aid. The Death Knight has finally announced his intention to yield.
“Master!”
An aloof Death Knight! The strongest Death Knight, General Van Hawk, recognized Weed as his master. However, Weed's answer was unexpected.
“No, I cannot trust you. The evil warlock is a tricky one, you must be planning something!”
“No, it’s not like that...”
Weed did not listen to the Death Knight and killed him another 300 times.
“I will serve you master, so you can stop now...”
Even after he heard this, he killed him about 500 more times.
From then on, whenever the Death Knight appeared, he appealed desperately, but it was to no avail.
Weed's goal was to help master his skills, so there could be no mercy.