Facing imminent death, everyone desperately raised their swords, preparing to perish together with these undead.
Luo Wei had been watching these undead closely and noticed they showed no intention of attacking.
They were surging in from all directions, more like they were paying homage.
[My child, the island is now yours. Command them as you wish.]
Receiving the voice of the God of the Dead in her mind, Luo Wei let out a small sigh of relief.
"Don't be rash. These undead won't harm us. Let's just walk out slowly," she said to the mercenaries.
Several young mercenaries looked at her as if she was insane. Finally, one hot-tempered burly man couldn't contain himself anymore.
"Who do you think you are, commanding the undead? You think you're the God of the Dead? We're all going to die here because of you!"
"Exactly," another mercenary said angrily. "You don't care about our lives at all. We won't be polite anymore. We're done playing house with you, noble lady. Go play by yourself!"
"In this situation, it's every man for himself. Brothers, I'm leaving first. Let's all escape on our own!" mercenary Valk incited everyone to flee.
"Valk!" Cleveland shouted sternly. "We are mercenaries!"
"If word gets out that we abandoned our client and fled, who would ever hire us again?"
A cruel look flashed across Valk's face as he pointed his sword at Luo Wei: "Kill her. There are only eight of us here. No one will spread the news."
"You've completely lost your mind!" Alex cursed under his breath.
Matt suddenly stepped in front of Luo Wei: "If you want to kill her, you'll have to go through me first."
He looked at everyone with icy eyes: "My brother is a Magic Swordsman. If you dare kill this lady, you better think about whether you can escape from a Magic Swordsman alive!"
"Matt, we never said we wanted to kill Miss Luo Wei," Cleveland quickly said. "Valk is just too impulsive. We didn't mean that."
"Yes, Matt, we're all on the young lady's side," Samuel hastily added.
Alex said with a headache: "Can we not fight among ourselves at this critical moment? If we work together, we might still be able to fight our way out."
"Fighting our way out together is fine," Valk said with a malicious look, "but we can't take this woman with us!"
"Valk, this was just an accident. She didn't do it on purpose!" Cleveland frowned.
"No, I did it on purpose."
Luo Wei patted Matt's shoulder, thanked him, and walked out from behind him to face everyone: "So what if I did it on purpose? Are you going to kill me?"
"We..." Cleveland fell silent.
Samuel looked shocked: "Miss Luo Wei, why did you do this!"
Luo Wei's voice was cold: "I told you they wouldn't hurt us and to walk out slowly, but none of you listened."
"Not following your client's orders - you mercenaries have really opened my eyes to your quality."
Valk sneered: "High and mighty noble, actually useless in reality. You think this is your castle, and even the undead are your servants to command?"
Luo Wei's gaze was deep: "You've been arguing for so long - have they made any move against you?"
The mercenaries were stunned. Indeed, why hadn't these undead advanced even a step in all this time?
Shouldn't they have pounced like beasts, torn them apart, and drunk their blood and eaten their flesh?
Matt asked in bewilderment: "Miss Luo Wei, do you know what's going on?"
Luo Wei swept her gaze across everyone, her voice steady and powerful: "Because this is my territory. I am the master of Demon Island!"
"Impossible!" Valk shouted, "I've never heard of Demon Island having a master, and even if it did, it couldn't be a woman!"
"Then watch carefully!"
With sharp light gleaming in her pure black eyes, Luo Wei stepped forward, standing before the group of undead. Her clear, cold voice flowed like an icy spring over rocks: "Stop, step back!"
Instantly, all the undead stopped, like cyborgs triggered by a single command, uniformly stepping backward.
Even the undead mages behind lowered their heads in submission.
The anger in the mercenaries' eyes instantly turned to terror. Valk's sword-holding hand trembled uncontrollably: "You- you're a demon, you're a demon?"
"Demon!" The mercenaries turned pale with fright. How could their employer be a demon!
Had she lured them here to devour their souls?
After years as mercenaries and hundreds of dangerous missions, they had fallen into a demon's trap, jumping into her mouth like little lambs.
Shameless demon, she had acted so convincingly human. She must have been planning how to eat them while they were discussing how to enter the Demon Sea!
No wonder that Magic Swordsman Troy disappeared as soon as they reached the island. He must have detected the demon's true identity and fled at the shore, leaving them as food for the demon.
Damn it!
Samuel shed tears of regret. In his brief mercenary career, he had never encountered such a vicious scam.
Who would believe this?
A demon disguised as an employer had lured them to her lair with gold coins, and they had worked hard rowing boats and drawing magic runes to deliver themselves right into her mouth.
Matt was completely dumbfounded. He never imagined that his most trusted brother would use a letter full of monetary temptation to trick him into becoming demon food.
Was it moral decay or human nature's distortion?
What a disgrace to humanity!
The mercenaries' devastated expressions stung Luo Wei's eyes.
How did she look anything like a man-eating demon?
It would make more sense to mistake her for an undead mage than a demon!
Luo Wei cleared her throat and spoke: "Matt, give me your sword."
Matt's eyes widened. What did she mean - she wanted to use their own swords to slice their flesh?
Even a demon shouldn't be this cruel!
Matt clutched his sword tightly, stammering: "You can e-eat my flesh, but you c-can't use my precious sword to cut me!"
Luo Wei was silent for two seconds, then turned to the undead and commanded sharply: "Come here, collect their swords!"
The undead twisted their seemingly rusty necks with creaking sounds, their eye sockets containing blue flames like glowing blue eyeballs, staring blankly at Luo Wei.
Cricket-like sounds arose from all around, like a breeze passing through winter's withered grass - the undead were quietly communicating in their language.
[The new master is calling for people, is she calling us?]
[No way, she said 'people,' and we're undead.]
[Then it's not us, nobody move.]
[Oh okay, I'll stay still then.]
[But I think my tibia and humerus are reversed, can I switch them back?]
These strange voices drifted into Luo Wei's ears, making her laugh despite her anger.
Was something wrong with people in this world? The mercenaries seemed to lack brain cells, but the undead were even more foolish.
No, wait - the undead don't have brains!
Faced with a group of fools, she couldn't even stay angry.
She pointed at several undead mages in the back who looked more reliable: "You, you, and you few undead, come collect their swords."
The undead mages she pointed to visibly emanated a dejected aura, the flames in their eyes dimming.
New master, same old orders pushing them around.
Luo Wei didn't care what they were thinking. She turned back to the eight strong men before her and made things clear: "Hand over your weapons and submit to me. Resist, and death awaits!"
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