Diablo Destruction

After wandering around in the inner corridor for a few days, the level has been raised to about level 19. This is indeed the advanced area of ​​the prison. Not only are there new black archers, tough enemies who can use blindness to attack sneakily, the most important thing is Yes, I don’t know if it’s because of the proximity to Andariel’s lair. There are suddenly more elites and bosses here. Elite-level monsters that were rarely encountered in ten days and a half are now killed on average one or two every day. The boss appears once every few batches. For ordinary adventurers, this is indeed not a happy situation. Although the items exploded by elite monsters are better, you still have to evaluate whether you are worthy of killing them.

But, ha... I finally got a small harvest. Except for a few monsters that I was really not sure to provoke (such as hundreds of pollution monsters gathered together), I unceremoniously implemented the three-light method for the others. Although there is nothing particularly good in the policy, compared to those adventurers who find it difficult to get a complete set of equipment, I can be considered a small upstart. Qiaxi saw so many equipment. She will definitely be very happy in the future, but she can’t let her sell too much, otherwise Akara will cry.

I continued walking like this for several days, and I felt that I was getting closer and closer to the goal I was looking for - the cathedral. Of course, this did not mean that my road addiction was cured. The area of ​​​​the inner cloister was no smaller than that of the outer cloister. , but there is a very obvious difference between the two - the outer cloisters are basically popular architectural styles, and most corridors, gardens and churches are similar, so it is reasonable to get lost; while in the inner cloister The buildings are easy to distinguish, and almost every place has a different style. In this way, most of the places you look for can leave a certain impression, and then slowly use the elimination method, and then supplement it with information from Bauer. Learn to simply signpost. If you can still get lost in this way, you are not called a road fool, but an idiot.

So, in the end, I came to this square with my half-assed sense of direction...

Although I prefer to use gardens to describe ponds decorated with flowers, trees and trees, or wide flat areas, because they look more artistic. But when the scene in front of me came into my eyes, the first thing that popped into my mind was the square, and I squeezed out the term garden very forcefully.

Because it's really too big! !

The tall, coordinated and compact architectural structure of the inner corridor shrouds all the people and things inside in a cool shadow. Even at noon, it is rare to see sunlight, except for this square, although it is also surrounded by tall buildings. Reaching hundreds of meters into the building. But it doesn't stop it from enjoying the sunshine at all. It seems to be the darling and unique existence of the entire inner corridor.

The entire square is divided into two layers, the inner and outer. The outer layer is a flat grassland, with many dandelion-shaped plants growing on it, with fluffy buds emitting a pure white light. The breeze blows gently. Let these slender plants sway gracefully, and countless light spots float from the buds, dancing lightly over the entire square like fireflies, as beautiful as a dream. The light emitted by each point of light is very soft, but surprisingly, even the strongest sun at noon cannot compete with it.

The inner layer is paved with pure white marble, which surprisingly makes people feel very simple. However, the smooth and discernible floor reflects each other with the countless light spots in the sky, but it is like the finishing touch, giving people the feeling of a bright moon in the sky. The beauty of the mirror lake.

However, all of this is just a support. No, maybe even the entire inner cloister and the entire monastery are just to set off its existence.

When I say big, I don’t just mean the vastness of the square, on the contrary. This is a fact that is easily overlooked. Because the sculpture standing in the center of the square is a truly jaw-dropping sight.

This is a stone statue of an angel. The snow-white angel stands with his feet straight and slightly apart, holding a sword in both hands. He is only wearing a simple white robe. The lines on his face are delicate and graceful, but his facial features seem to be deliberately blurred, making it look hazy and mysterious. It gives people a strong sense of intangibility and blasphemous majesty; and behind the slender back is a pair of slightly unfolded huge wings, with perfectly visible white feathers surrounded by countless light spots, appearing in the brilliant golden sunshine. So dazzling and holy, that majestic posture makes it look solemn and solemn as a king, but also has the serenity and forgiveness of a loving father. They are obviously two completely different temperaments, but they are blended together so perfectly. .

I even suspect that the structure of the entire inner cloister is so tall and dense that sunlight cannot penetrate at all, just to highlight the existence of this statue - only here, under the protection of 'it', can we enjoy the light of shining.

No matter how you look at it, this statue is so perfect. Except for the blurred facial features, the carvings of other parts can be described as miraculous. Especially the dark tones of the inner corridor and the golden sun shining on the statue. The strong contrast between the bodies is even more shocking.

I sighed and calculated, how many master craftsmen should be gathered? How much time will it take? To create such a perfect statue! Or could it be that this statue was originally the incarnation of an angel with a poignant story?

The only thing that puzzles me is that although I don’t know which big figure this statue is dedicated to, according to the levels of angels, the highest level should be the seraphs. Why can’t the two-winged angels in front of me have their turn? ?

However, it seems to be different. The snow-white wings behind the angel in front of me seem to be more than twice the size of the winged angel I saw on the doomsday battlefield. Could it be a mutant variety of angel? Or is it that people at that time had never seen a real angel at all and just randomly set the proportions of their wings? Also, I always feel that the sword held by this angel looks familiar, but despite all the memories, I can't remember it. This kind of vague feeling... Could it be that I am already suffering from Alzheimer's disease at such a young age? ?

Forget it, it wasn't my target anyway. I suppressed the doubts in my heart, withdrew my gaze from the statue, and then placed it on a cathedral opposite it. This cathedral is also very unique. The body that is taller than other churches has a double tower structure, which looks like it echoes the huge wings of the angel statue opposite.

It seems that there is no need to think about it. If what I see in front of me is not the main church (cathedral), then I really have nothing to say.

Following the corridor and passing a courtyard as big as two football fields, I finally came to the door of the cathedral. The gate with exquisitely carved patterns in front of me is dozens of meters high. If it is opened, it will be absolutely no problem for twenty people to walk side by side. The poor little door in Rogge's camp is said to be the proud work of the Mages Guild. Simon, compared to it, is like a giant and a child.

Fortunately, the door was slightly closed and a small gap as wide as one person's width had been opened (it was indeed a fairly small gap compared to the size of the door), otherwise I would have had to consider breaking through the wall again.

I stepped inside without any hesitation. But I found that the light suddenly dimmed, and the light of the world behind the gap seemed to be blocked by something, unable to reach inside or between the doors at all. It was as if there were two completely different worlds separated, and the world in front of me was so pure and void, it seemed that even the air had settled, reaching a circular ceiling hundreds of meters high. It gives people a sense of isolation and emptiness. The gorgeous lights hanging on the wall are so bright, but the light seems to be bound and unable to spread. They look like big red lanterns in the dark. Generally, it looks more eerie and terrifying.

"Tap..."

I swallowed, carefully picked up my toes, and landed on the blue and white floor little by little. But no matter how gentle you are, the subtle footsteps will continue to expand through the closed space, and finally echo in the corners of the entire church...

Monster, come out quickly! Monster, come out quickly! I silently prayed in my heart that if I stayed in this atmosphere that made people put their hearts on the balance for a while longer, I would be driven crazy.

It was as if he heard my prayers, or was attracted by my exaggerated footsteps. A group of flickering shadows finally appeared in front of me. oh! Thank you for saving me from this ghost atmosphere. I almost rushed forward to hug and kiss them, but when I found out that they were more than a dozen pollution monsters drooling strangely, I wisely stopped my grateful steps and summoned Xiaoxue and the others. This glorious task was still handed over to me. Give it to them...

After reluctantly taking care of the hard-earned pollution monster, the battlefield was handed over to the lazy crow - now it is more and more qualified to play the role of "scavenger". I took advantage of the situation and lit a special torch. This thing, which a certain hawker with a profiteer look on his face claimed to "can illuminate a range of ten meters", has not been used at all since I bought it. I either dare not use it, or I was too lazy to use it, but it just came in handy now, since the footsteps were already very noticeable anyway.

Obviously, I was deceived by a profiteer. I bought a low-quality fire stick with the price that could buy three pieces of good dried meat. Although it is not ruled out that the weird energy in the church is causing trouble, a torch can barely illuminate the area under my feet. In a place within a meter range, this is too ridiculous! It’s no different than not having any. After I go back, I must complain to the Merchants’ Federation, and by the way, tell Kasha that the ale sold there is mixed with one-third of the domestic sewage. Well, that’s it!

I waved the "torch" in my hand, which had the same effect as a fluorescent stick, and roughly circled the surroundings (there are many side rooms in the church), and then quickly decided on a battle plan - go straight to Huanglong and grab it in one fell swoop. Next thing...what's it called? In short, he is a very poisonous and violent skull. I remember that there is indeed such a mini-boss in the game, although it is not mentioned in Kane's book...

After roughly surveying the topography of the church, I avoided the side rooms and walked straight in the direction facing the main door.

"Tap..."

"Do we think we are deep into the enemy's nest now?"

The sound of crisp footsteps kept lingering in the empty church dome. I had already put away the "light stick". Looking at the countless "little light bulbs" patrolling not far away, I picked up the Face asked softly to the lazy crow standing on my shoulder. I didn't expect this little thing to answer, but seeing its trembling body and black bean-like eyes trembling violently, I still found some comfort inexplicably. .

"Tell me, if they all come together, can we escape..."

I continued to hone the courage of the lazy crow. This poor little thing, like encountering a black bear in the deep forest, suddenly stiffened up, then slipped from my shoulders like a stone sculpture, and lay motionless on the ground. The art of feigning death is the pinnacle of...

As we walked forward happily, we inevitably encountered several waves of monsters. Fortunately, there were not many of them. Xiaoxue and I did our best and did not cause much movement. Finally, we were able to sneak into the depths of the church. , in fact, what I didn’t know was that all the other adventurers advanced slowly from the side room, because there was more light there and there were far fewer monsters. Like me, I simply thought that a straight path was the safest and most trouble-free approach. It is probably unprecedented and unprecedented... gauze...

Who told someone not to inquire about the news when setting out...

The center of the church, which is the most sacred place, the prayer hall, finally appeared in my sight. The number of monsters around me suddenly decreased, which made me breath a big sigh of relief. I really can't be careless for a moment, otherwise, I won't be able to do anything. You know when it will be treated as a pile of fertilizer and pulled out of the excretion channel of some monster.

After calming down, I carefully looked at the so-called prayer hall. The most eye-catching thing inside was the tall snow-white cross in front of me. It may have been affected by the remaining holy power on the cross. There were no monsters nearby.

"Eh...Eh...??"

What about my mini-boss? I remember there is indeed a mini-boss-level monster nearby! I walked around unwillingly, but found nothing except the huge cross.

"Is there some hidden mechanism..."

Finally, I set my sights on the cross, stepped forward and thought for a while, and then knocked it randomly a few times. I didn't have any hope at first, but I didn't expect that I didn't know where it was touched, and there was a roar behind me. A heavy grinding sound.

I turned around warily - the rectangular prayer table closest to the cross suddenly moved away, and a graceful "corpse" appeared inside. After a moment, the fingertips of this "corpse" were insignificant. He moved for a moment, then slowly opened his eyes...

What's going on? Could it be that I accidentally activated a hidden route? I stared curiously at this "corpse" that was gradually waking up, and my heart was filled with questions.