Diablo Destruction

"Oh oh..."

Mrs. Yerris, who was pieced together like building blocks, was the first to let out a long roar after resurrection. Her eyes were red and there was no trace of emotion. The death just now had probably completely wiped out her consciousness. At that time, she was already a completely undead creature that was hostile to all living things.

"Whoosh..."

I dodged to the side vigilantly, and then kicked back hard with both feet. Unfortunately, the body was still in mid-air. Mrs. Yeris... no, it should be called an evil corpse now, and its figure had suddenly approached. , raised his empty hands high, and hit my chest like a heavy hammer.

After Kasha's devilish training, I quickly reacted from my surprise. I subconsciously took advantage of it and raised my fist. With my chest exposed, I slammed my clenched right paw towards the opponent with a cold whistling sound. The attacks fell on him almost at the same time. From the perspective of a third party, only two blurry black shadows were seen contacting quickly in mid-air, and then suddenly separated.

It’s day...!

Needless to say, the one who suffered the loss was naturally me who was at an absolute disadvantage in terms of strength. After the evil corpse fell to the ground, it just took a few steps back. Poor me, I kept grazing the ground, with the claws of my feet tightly clasped on the ground. The ground slid through several deep scratches that were several meters long before it stabilized, and my chest felt even tighter.

As expected, dodging is of no use. Not only does the Paladin's attack burst at a terrifying speed, but it also has a tracking effect. Unless the speed is faster than it, I can't think of any way to get out of its attack range. Is it really impossible? Can the solution be broken?

The evil corpse did not continue to pursue me. The ghost wolves and poisonous flower vines that followed quickly entangled it. Without Mrs. Yerris' consciousness to control it, it naturally would not bite me and not let go in the face of their provocation. . Its attention was quickly attracted, and the two sides started a fierce confrontation. The scene was very fierce. From the outside, Xiaoxue and the poisonous flower vine had the absolute upper hand, but if the evil spirit was not resolved, the corpses would continue to With the cheating tactics of resurrection, running away is only a matter of time.

When the evil corpse is on the verge of collapse. I had an idea and immediately ordered them to suspend the attack. I put on the scepter in my hand. The third-level holy light bullet turned into a white meteor again and shot towards the evil corpse. As soon as the milky white light ball touched the opponent, it emitted a dazzling light. The blackened skeleton made a "squeaking" sound, as if boiling water was poured onto red steel. Waves of strong and evil black gas emitted from its body, not to be outdone in a stalemate with the milky white holy light. In the end, the two dissipated with a "collision", and the body of the evil corpse exploded again.

Ha...it should work this time...

Before I could finish my joy, the broken bones on the ground began to squirm again. The black air, which seemed to be a little lighter than before, put these disgusting broken bones back together.

"..."

It seems that the holy light bullet has not completely purified the evil corpse, but only weakened it a little, at this speed. How many times will it take to kill it completely? I sighed in frustration.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom..."

Just when I was worried, a deafening continuous explosion suddenly came from behind. The entire underground hall shook violently. My feet felt like I was standing on a high-speed vibrating engine. I couldn't even stand upright. The floor seemed to be forcibly shaken by some force. Like tearing apart, huge ravines quickly opened. Countless large and small gravels, mixed with choking dust, fell from the ceiling. The entire hall was filled with dust and mist, making it look like the end of the world.

After a while, the vibration gradually stopped, and the hall was still filled with blinding dust. The next moment. Like a prelude to an explosion. The air suddenly solidified, as if even time had stopped. An aura that was so strong that it made people unable to breathe erupted from behind me - in the center of the hall. The murderous aura that can only be unleashed by killing thousands of people, the fighting spirit that can only be honed after thousands of battles, and the power of those who are superior. The unique majesty mixed together to form the most massive and terrifying aura that I have ever felt. Even in Kasha, I have never seen such a powerful aura.

A skeleton figure appeared in the center of the dusty hall. The black eye sockets were inlaid with two dots of green light. The green bones exuded a cold and sinister aura, and the endless aura was emanating from it. come out.

Alexander Erqiton, the commander of the Second Army of the Holy Light Crusade, a legendary warrior, experienced thousands of wars in his life, destroyed eleven countries, large and small, with his own hands, and the sword in his hand was even more sticky. The blood of countless people has transformed him from a commoner to a legion commander who is inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people. He is a civilian hero who is praised and imitated by many passionate young people. Those who hate him call him the "blood-stained executioner" and "the butcher knife of the Holy See". ", those who worship him call him the "God's Punisher", but no matter whether they like or hate him, no one has ever doubted his strength, because there are countless bloody facts that can prove this.

But now, the legendary hero from thousands of years ago stood not far from me with another attitude. Even after thousands of years of imprisonment, his aura has not been smoothed away - that aura like the god of death.

In the face of the strong pressure, the others on the side were also very unbearable, and even the pace was slowed down by several points. They had completely given up attacking, and only struggled to dodge the attack of the evil corpse. On the contrary, the evil corpse came from Alexandria After breaking free from the restraints, it roared as if it had taken an aphrodisiac, and its attack became more fierce. Could it be that Mrs. Yeris's subconscious still affected its actions? What a terrible obsession!

After scanning the entire hall, Alexander's eyes flickered, and the green light suddenly became larger and smaller, changing brightly and dimly. Then, it walked slowly and steadily towards this side.

"Gulu..."

I swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, cold sweat on my forehead. The "chacha-chacha" sound of bones rubbing against the ground was gradually approaching my ears. Every step drove my heartbeat, as if there was something. It felt like a thousand catties of force were pressing on it, facing the ground. But one of the most powerful warriors in the entire Dark Continent thousands of years ago, even the likes of Kasha and Farah that I have always looked up to, are probably no different from ants in front of him. When I think of this, I feel like There was a sense of despair. Curiosity killed a cat. If I had known better, I would have run away and joined in the fun.

My lips trembled. The will to survive made my brain run at an unprecedented speed. First, I took out a teleportation scroll from my arms and held it in my hand, but found that I had no time to use it...

If I have time, I really want to use the scepter to hit my stupid head for not growing.

Then, I remembered Xiaoxue not far away, and immediately called to it, letting it move at a speed that would not attract Alexander's attention. Slowly pulling the battlefield with the evil corpse over, ready to run away at any time, having been bound for thousands of years, Alexander's strength should have been far from recovered, or it would have been the moment it escaped. Xiaoxue and I might have been killed instantly.

As long as he is not instantly killed by one blow, as long as his speed is slightly slower, we can still fight for a glimmer of survival. The worst we can do is...

When you are ready. I resisted Alexander's overwhelming momentum like a mountain, and tried my best to muster up the courage to confront him. However, the teleportation scroll I held tightly in my hand seemed somewhat lacking in confidence. At this time, he was less than five meters away from me, and the huge skeleton The momentum exuded was wave after wave. Poor me, I was like a small conch clinging to the stone wall at the bottom of the cliff. I was in danger of being swept away by the big waves at any time.

Xiaoxue was now more than ten meters behind me. Of course, I also thought about turning around and jumping on Xiaoxue's back to run away. But this is tantamount to exposing the entire back to Alexander. It is a veritable open door. With such a big flaw, Alexander will never miss it based on his experience. It is better to take a gamble and fight with him. If you can get away with it, you will not die. , using his power to jump back (this is just a nice way of saying it. The reality is that he was knocked out). Xiaoxue from behind catches it in the air, and can immediately pick up other pets and run away.

As Alexander's green skeleton gradually approached. The cold breath emanating from his jade-like bones almost froze my blood. I raised my head and inadvertently took a closer look at him.

Ashes: Undead creature, magic resistance, particularly strong, strengthened by cold, cold system is invalid.

A monster with four attributes, and each attribute is so abnormal. Could it be that this is the legendary Demon King-level monster at the same level as Andariel, or even a Demon God-level monster that can be compared with Diavolo? More and more disturbing thoughts were swirling in my mind.

Ashes...eh! ? ?

When I saw this name, something seemed to flash through my heart. It was such a familiar name. Isn't this the mini-boss monster in the cathedral in the game?

Mini boss level! ?

Before my mind could turn around, Alexander's figure was already approaching, shrouding me in his huge shadow. Even if I transformed into a werewolf, I would still be half a head shorter than him. As you can imagine Alexander's heroic appearance was so tall and majestic during his lifetime.

Alexander, who was as condescending as a mountain, looked at me with a trace of disdain in his green eyes. He gently held the bones of his hand and raised it high, as if to let me see clearly how he took me, a weakling. Kill an enemy who doesn't know what he's capable of.

Subconsciously, I quickly blocked my hands in front of me, so that I could at least avoid the high probability of stiffness and dizziness caused by being directly hit on the head and chest.

"Dong——"

The punch rises, the punch falls.

For a moment, I felt as if my arm in front of me had been hit by an oncoming truck. With a look of disbelief, my mind went blank for a moment. Sarah, Vilas and the others were all there one by one. Fear, reluctance, nostalgia passed through my mind... Is this what it feels like when life disappears for a moment?

"Tap tap tap..."

After taking a few steps back and steadying myself, I came back to my senses. I was stunned for a while, and then quickly checked myself. It seemed that nothing happened. Then I looked at my life. Ten points were missing, even as expected. The one among them was completely shot away, and in fact, it only staggered back a few meters.

what happened? With such a weak force, even the evil corpse just now was slightly stronger. Is this the strength of the top powerhouse in the Dark Continent thousands of years ago? Just kidding! !

Alexander on the opposite side was obviously more surprised than me. The two green flames in his eyes kept jumping, and he looked at the fist he had just attacked in shock.

Why, why did I become like this? Are these skeletal hands really the same arms that killed countless strong men in the past?

Why, why is my power so weak? His body seemed to be rusty, one ten thousandth, and even one ten thousandth of his previous strength could not be exerted.

Why, why is my memory so fuzzy? Except for the figure that vaguely flashed in my mind, I can't remember anything, not even my own name. Who am I? By the way, my name is Alexander, what next? Why am I here...?

Scenes from the past flashed through the mind of Alexander, who had been bound for thousands of years. Countless questions and answers flashed through his mind. He suddenly fell to his knees in fear, holding his trembling bones tightly. His head screamed at the top of his lungs with a sad and sad tone. He kept shouting. The unwillingness, sorrow, fear and despair from the heart echoed in the entire empty hall for a long time. If I could shed tears, I'm afraid He was already in tears now.

I looked at Alexander who was kneeling on the ground and crying bitterly with pity. Is this still the glorious commander of the Second Legion of the Holy Light Crusade that I saw in the biography? No, perhaps it is precisely because he is that he is in such pain - a strong man who shocked the continent. After enduring thousands of years of bondage and torture, he has fallen to the present situation. Just thinking about it, I feel a sense of fear and empathy. Despair will quickly occupy one's heart - in the dark continent where strength is paramount, this is such a cruel thing. The more powerful the warrior, the more difficult it is to face it.

The reason why it became like this is probably the same as Griswald in Tristram. As a senior paladin at the same level as Kasha and the others, Griswald was weakened by the erosion of dark power. In the end, Virtue was defeated by me, a little druid in his early tenth level at the time. Even I, who was on the winning side at that time, felt sad for him. My heart seemed to be suppressed by a heavy stone, and it could no longer rise at all. The joy of victory.

Alexander's current situation is also the same, but it may be due to the magic circle that binds him, or his mind is more determined than the former (after all, Alexander is much stronger than Griswold), so so far He has not lost his mind, which is why his huge aura that is completely asymmetrical to his current strength can be preserved. Although the darkness has eroded his strength, it cannot take away his will and dignity.

After thinking about this, I couldn't help but feel relieved. The teleportation scroll and rejuvenation potion that I was clutching in my hand also followed the ups and downs of my mood. They fell to the ground with a weak "pop". God was still standing on my side. This side.