"Be careful, Aidan!"
"Be careful, big brother!"
"Be careful, little brother!"
In the midst of alarmed cries, Hell Scream's Battle Axe chopped down from above.
At the target location, Mo Fei felt speechless in his heart, thinking, Damn, why are so many people targeting me?
Facing Hell Scream's desperate leap slash, Mo Fei was genuinely startled; this was not a trifling matter. Hell Scream's leaping axe had a reputation; it had first cleaved the Demigod Cenarius, then the general of the Abyssal Demon Lord, Mannoroth, and later in Draenor, it repeated history by killing Mannoroth once again.
In terms of kill count, Hell Scream's was the ceiling of mortal combat power, always cutting down beings of demigod stature. Even Arthas and Illidan were just slightly lacking in comparison on this point.
Why on earth should he have to take such a hit?
