Diablo Destruction

It was right to bring Feini here. The Demon Fortress is exactly as I imagined. The roads are very complicated, just like a straight and square spider web. Why is it said to be square and straight? Because I found a very interesting sight. The roads here are as straight as the buildings with strong lines around them. The corners at each intersection are also sharp and angular. It looks like there is a sharp and oppressive feeling, as if it is a fortified city. Military fortress.

In broad daylight, there was no one on the wide gray hard stone road. The huge castle was empty, with only the sharp gray-brown buildings standing straight up into the sky. It looked like a ghost town with a long history.

But the footsteps of "dengdengdeng——" gradually sounded, and then one after another well-armed adventurers rushed out of the crisscrossing alleys and crossroads, joined the running ranks, gathered into a small stream, and then Gradually it turned into a big river, and the originally deserted avenue suddenly became like a military parade avenue, surrounded by adventurers.

There are barbarians carrying giant axes as big as wheels, and every step they take can make the floor vibrate; there are paladins holding a majestic scepter in one hand and holding a simple shield in the other hand, with smooth lines of armor worn on their bodies. , is synonymous with solemnity and magnificence; assassins who walk like ghosts. They bend over and move freely through the gaps in the crowd where even children cannot squeeze in. Some of them seem to have suction cups on their feet, hanging vertically on the ground. Passing by the walls, there are also arrogant and sexy Amazons, wizards who symbolize mystery and wisdom, Druid walking "dogs", and even very rare ones, the whole person is shrouded in a chilling mist of death. Necromancer in .

Although the occupations of these people are different, whether they are barbarians who have always been belligerent, druids with gentle personalities, or wizards who are rational and wise. They all have a common characteristic, that is, their faces are filled with the aura of hungry wolves. Compared with them, the adventurers of Kurast lack a fierceness in terms of momentum regardless of their strength, while the camp and Lu Gao Because of this, the adventurers are as docile as sheep in the face of their momentum.

These adventurers who joined the running team enthusiastically greeted Oscar who was running in the middle of the road. His demeanor and tone more or less indicated that he was the leader. It seemed that this big man was not completely bragging when he said that he was the number one barbarian warrior in the Demon Fortress, at least in terms of popularity.

At the same time, they also set their sights on our three unfamiliar adventurers. Linya's beauty caught their attention, and the changeable temperament that Feini subconsciously showed also attracted the attention of many people. However, adventurers value strength more than women, so they finally set their sights on me.

"This is brother Wu Fan, an adventurer who has just arrived at the Demon Fortress. Please take more care of him."

"Oooh. That's natural!!"

The adventurers around me started to boil, and the eyes of those who looked over turned green, which gave me a creepy feeling. Feini, who was surrounded by the center, was even more trembling. Tears of regret flashed in his dark eyes, probably because he felt that even if he had known he was thrown to Harrogath, he would never have come to this ghost place.

"Boy, you and your partner are too young to be ruthless. You will have to follow us for a good workout later." A thin wizard patted me on the shoulder and said carelessly.

"..."

It's completely unimaginable how this wizard behaved, just like a weak scholar patting the bandit on the shoulder and saying, boy, you don't have enough murderous intent.

"Brother, be careful. In the Demon Fortress, you have only two choices. You can either turn into a wolf or die."

The old man walking his "dog", a druid with a wolf's head on his head and his eyes as sharp as a wolf, came up and reminded him kindly.

"Don't worry, even if I can't change into a wolf, I'm still a giant dragon. I can't die." I added my tongue, and the blood slowly became excited with this passionate momentum.

"I hope so."

Maybe I didn't expect my tone to be so loud. The druid was stunned for a moment, then laughed, gave a thumbs up and said, in the Demon Fortress, I am not afraid of you being aggressive, but I am afraid that you do not have the strength. Fighting will wash away all the dusty stones, whether they are stubborn stones or gold. , it will naturally be clear at a glance.

The road we were running on was probably the main road leading to the city gate, so more and more adventurers joined in. Some of them looked like they had just jumped out of the bed in the hotel. Not to mention the equipment, they even had no clothes. After getting dressed, wearing a pair of shorts, showing off his muscular upper body, he ran out while wearing clothes. On the stone road more than ten meters wide, the adventurers in front and behind could no longer be seen. A rough calculation showed that there were at least five or six hundred of them. .

After a while, the huge gate of the fortress, which was dozens of meters wide and more than ten meters high, opened its steel mouth to us. Following the crowd, we rushed out. The tall gray buildings on both sides with a heavy sense of oppression suddenly suddenly After unfolding it, my line of sight became wider, but I couldn't sigh at the spectacular sight of such vastness, but I was almost horrified.

Walking out of the stern gray castle, what appears in front of us is an endless gray plain. The height I am now at is like a goshawk circling thousands of meters above, looking for this vast expanse of land. The plains were awe-inspiring.

I withdrew my gaze from this magnificent plain and looked at my feet. I discovered that the plain and the outside of the castle entrance where we are now are connected by a steep and curved wall-cut staircase with a maximum width of no more than ten meters. Below the staircase is a deep and invisible layer. It is conceivable that if you fall from this canyon at the bottom, even a job changer will end up being shattered to pieces.

Kane said in the book that the Fortress of Demons is built on a huge platform raised from the flat ground on the Plains of Despair. From a distance, it looks like a lonely pillar erected on the flat ground. After decades of human beings The construction, including the participation of the dwarves, finally opened up a steep staircase leading to the top platform of this "stone pillar" with smooth and extremely hard sides. It then took hundreds of years to gradually form the current group. The scale of the Demonic Fortress can be said to be the result of the sweat and crystallization of the two clans.

The reason why the castle was built here was because the mages discovered that the entire stone pillar was made of material. They are all good carriers of magic. Therefore, after they were built, the stone pillars were blessed with strong magic by countless mages. It lasted for tens of thousands of years and was blessed with many magics until the strong magic elements overflowed and seeped out from the stone pillars. Said very confidently. Even if the true forms of the three demon gods come, they may not be able to shake the foundation of this demonic fortress.

Seeing my dumbfounded look, Oscar next to me didn't take it seriously either. There was an endless magnificent plain beneath my feet, and there was also the stairway of death in front of me that would make even the most daring adventurer tremble at first sight. , has become a baptism ceremony for almost every new adventurer, even Oscar, who has stayed here for several years. Every time I see it I sigh.

To be able to carve out a road and build a castle in such a deserted place shows how powerful human beings are.

"Let's go, the monster is coming."

Oscar pointed at the countless small dots coming over on the plain below, with a gaze sharper than an eagle's eye. I could barely see that it was a huge monster army composed of at least tens of thousands of various monsters.

In the direction from which they rushed, around the plain centered on the towering stone pillars of the demon fortress, there was a blood-red wall made of stones, bones and flesh. Even from a distance, the smell of blood emanating from the wall irritated my nostrils. Inside the wall, there were already hundreds of adventurers gearing up, waiting for the monster to arrive.

Looking at the steep stairs in front of me, I held Linya's hand slightly tighter and looked at her. Linya was calmer than I thought. Although his face turned a little unnaturally pale, the smile he returned was still confident and firm.

Stepping on the steep stairs with empty space on both sides, the biting cold wind from high altitude seemed to be taking advantage of the void and blowing towards my face. I accidentally kicked a small stone under my feet and rolled out of the stairs. I was swept away by the bottomless darkness. Swallowed by the abyss, I looked down inadvertently, and felt a dizzy feeling from high altitude.

"Don't look down. You'll get used to it soon."

Oscar reminded him with a smile. Indeed, if you can ignore the bottomless abyss canyon below. This steep staircase, let alone adventurers, is nothing to ordinary people. After all, no matter how narrow it is, the narrowest part is only three or four meters, and it can be rolled down sideways.

At our speed, in just a few moments, this journey, which has been recited in countless novels, has reached the bottom. One foot stepped on the thick flat ground. Linya and I exhaled in unison and looked at each other with smiles. .

The corner of my eye fell on Feini on the other side. My dear, this beautiful transvestite has fluttering skirts and her face has not changed from the beginning to the end. She is as light and calm as if she has just walked through a narrow path. She is worthy of it. He is a former traveler who has traveled half of the continent.

At this time, Oscar patted me on the shoulder and motioned us to turn around and take a look. A stone pillar several thousand meters high with sides as smooth as a flat mirror stood behind us like a sword holding up the sky, reaching straight into the clouds. Surrounded by gray clouds, only the towering tip of the castle could be vaguely seen.

"Spectacular, really fucking spectacular."

After a long time, I took a breath and roared loudly. Without roaring, it was not enough to vent the pride in my heart at the moment.

"Hahaha, right? When I saw it, I yelled at the plain for several minutes before I calmed down." Oscar laughed.

I can't imagine the terrifying scene of this big man yelling at the plain. The sound of his usual speech has already challenged the upper limit of my eardrums. This roar may scare even the monsters out of their courage.

I smiled and shook my head, and walked towards the defense line with everyone. I looked at the bloodthirsty fighting spirit on the faces of the adventurers around me. After experiencing the shock of the Demon Fortress, I think I can probably guess why this happened. .

The Plains of Despair where the Demon Fortress is located is known as the place closest to hell. Therefore, affected by the evil atmosphere, the sky here is gray, the buildings of the Demon Fortress are also gray, and the whole world seems to be... It is all gray. After staying in such a gloomy environment for a long time, your mood will naturally be depressed and you need to vent. However, the architectural style of the Demon Fortress reveals a sense of strictness and iron-bloodedness, which can stimulate people's fighting spirit to the maximum extent and suppress the feeling. My mood is also liberated. Therefore, if I stay here for two years without dying, I am afraid that as they say, even sheep can turn into hungry wolves.

Although the rumbling sound on the ground became stronger. It seems that the monsters on the opposite side will appear in front of us at any time, but the experienced Oscar is not in a hurry. There are still more than ten minutes before they actually rush to the defense line.

He rushed toward the defense line unhurriedly. He pointed at the dilapidated buildings around him and told me that the land at the foot of the Demon Fortress was not even within the scope of the Plains of Despair. It was also called the Suburban Prairie. The Hell invasion was once prosperous before, but later the Hell tribe's offensive was too fierce, and everyone had to abandon the city below them and move to the castle.

Some people may ask, why is the environment in the Demon Fortress so harsh, and why do ordinary civilians still live here? That's because, just as the foundation stone pillars of the Demon Fortress are made of magic carrier materials, there are many magic material ores needed by mages. The ancestors living in the Demon Fortress have made a living on this for generations. They cannot leave here and do not want to leave here. Living in a harsh environment all year round makes the folk customs of the Demon Fortress particularly strong. As a result, a large number of resolute and courageous adventurers have been produced, and it is one of the main places for exporting talents in the camp training camp.

To talk about how strong it is, you can tell by looking at the scene in front of you. The Demon Fortress has no shortage of places to live. But many civilians still choose to live in the suburban prairie at their feet. They seem to simply ignore that once the adventurers retreat, their own lives will be at stake. Even those civilian children dare to come to the defense line during hunting operations. He would throw stones at monsters less than a hundred meters away or cheer loudly for the adventurers, and the adults would not stop them, even in the Demon Fortress. Boys who have not been on the defensive line during hunting activities will be ridiculed and isolated by everyone.

On the defense line, thousands of career changers and mercenaries were already standing together, and then they were separated. It was still the same old way. Professions such as mages and Amazons who are good at long-range attacks stood on the high defense line, and paladins and barbarians, etc. Melee attackers are in front to resist the impact of monsters, while edge killers like assassins are free to use their skills. Anyway, we can walk to the Demon Fortress. They are not useless, let alone have the same tacit understanding with their teammates. But simple cooperation is still not easy to come by?

Linya and Feini were naturally on the defensive line, and were assigned to a later position in order to take care of their strength. Feini seemed to have been familiar with this pattern for a long time, and quietly led Linya to the rear, letting Oscar, who had just wanted to show off, stared blankly, as if he couldn't figure out how this new girl could look like a seasoned expert.

Hundreds of melee adventurers were lined up in a wild goose formation. They probably thought I was a newcomer, so they assigned me to a position far back on the right edge, where the fighting intensity was naturally relatively low.

The roar on the ground gradually became more intense, no less than a magnitude 3 or 4 earthquake. The enemy figures in the distance, like thousands of galloping horses, also clearly came into view. The ugly and disgusting faces were magnified in our pupils. .

Walking at the front are precisely the enemies I am familiar with. During the support operation in Kurast, the flesh-and-blood beasts that the Dark Wanderers decomposed into, but these ordinary-level flesh-and-blood beasts naturally cannot be compared with those elites. The status of the demon fortress cannot even be compared with the dwarves of Kurast.

"Oh-oh——"

A roar full of fighting spirit sounded. There was still about a kilometer away from the monster army. The paladin turned on the halo. Huge colorful halos enveloped the entire wild goose team. The druid's spirit also estimated the distance. Put one in and don’t leave out any adventurer.

Regarding the amplification effects of the three major amplification skills - Paladin's Aura, Druid's Spirit, and Barbarian's Cry, theoretically speaking, although the same amplification skill cannot be superimposed, different amplification skills can be enhanced. There are countless, but due to the rules, if it is not the aura carried by oneself, then the amplification skills that an adventurer can enjoy are actually limited. A mercenary can only bear one at most, and an ordinary job changer can bear two. A particularly well-qualified job changer can withstand three. I have never heard of an adventurer who can withstand more than three amplifying skills from others.

Unfortunately, I, the protagonist, did not break the rules, but fortunately, I, a job changer with not outstanding qualifications, reached the upper limit of the blessing and could withstand three.

Faced with many choices, I hesitated for a moment - my defense and life were already high enough, and ordinary monsters couldn't break the defense at all, so skills that increase defense and life could be ignored. After eliminating them, I chose the following three.

Paladin's fourth-level defense halo energy: Increases movement speed and stamina after being blessed by this halo. A steady stream of power suddenly surged up, and his body became more agile.

Paladin's fourth-level attack system aura concentration: increases damage, reduces the probability of attack being interrupted, and is equivalent to resisting negative states to a certain extent. What a good thing! !

Paladin's third-level attack system halo blessing aiming: Increases attack accuracy. When this state is applied to the body, it is equivalent to the Eagle Eye technique. If you make good use of it. The effect is quite good.

It's a pity that there is no fifth-level aura of the Paladins. There are still a few adventurers at the Demon Fortress level who have reached the fifth level. It is not that there are no fifth-level Paladins in the entire team, but a few fifth-level Paladins have all been assigned. In the mage team, she is also the legendary nanny.

Because the fifth-level defense system aura meditation of the fifth-level paladin is used to speed up the recovery of mana in a large-scale battle. What could be more important than ensuring the continuity of the mage's firepower?

But no, those fifth-level paladins who were mixed in the rear mage team all had sad faces, and even began to hate their own fifth-level skills and began to meditate. Of course, they were not just standing around. When I'm free, I occasionally throw Holy Light Bombs, and it's okay to help replenish the blood of the comrades on the front line, nanny.

Rumble——

The flesh-and-blood beasts at the front had arrived less than a hundred meters away, but no adventurer focused their attention on them. Even the mage's magic is not consumed on them, because...

"Bang - bang -"

Continuous sounds of magic sounded, and these dense flesh-and-blood beasts launched attacks such as fiery explosions and snow-frozen attacks. The Paladin's attack systems, the Halo Holy Fire and the Holy Freeze, made these monsters who dared to attack suffer a heavy loss, and everyone entered the halo. Monsters within the range will be attacked by fire or ice.

Of course, this kind of attack aura is not omnipotent. Firstly, it continuously consumes mana. Secondly, the attack frequency is relatively slow. It only attacks once every four to five seconds, which does not pose much threat to thick-skinned monsters. Thirdly, if there are too many monsters in the aura, the attack power will be further reduced. dispersion.

However, it is enough to deal with these cannon fodder level flesh and blood beasts and save the magic power of the mage. Under the cold eyes of adventurers. The last of these huge flesh-and-blood beasts fell down before they even reached the defense line.

At this time. A sharp-eyed assassin not far away suddenly shouted "Caution". From the continuous stream of flesh-and-blood beasts rushing forward, hundreds of black shadows suddenly jumped up one after another, leaping high into the air and swooping down towards us. .

After taking a closer look, I discovered that these beasts of size and shape, with bone spurs on their backs, were not beasts of flesh and blood, but wall-cutting stalkers. They were the final form of the desert hoppers in the Lugaoin Desert, and the desert hoppers. Similarly, they are good at being evil, and because their appearance and size are similar to flesh-and-blood beasts, they lurk among them, waiting for opportunities to move.

As the final form of desert jumpers, their speed is more flexible and fierce, and their attack power is stronger. They are not comparable to cannon fodder-level flesh-and-blood beasts, but they are faced with experienced people who are already familiar with their attack patterns. The adventurers, these hundreds of figures were still in mid-air and had not pounced down. Behind them were hundreds of mages who were extremely confident in their accuracy, throwing out fire bullets or ice bullets with disdain.

Hundreds of fiery red and icy blue tails streaked across our heads. Except for a few crashes, the remaining ones almost shot down all the jumping wall-cutting stalkers. The remaining dozens fell in front of us, except for the sheep entering the tiger's mouth. Other than that, I really can't find a more appropriate word to describe it.

However, Feini and Linya in the crowd actually launched their own attacks, and hit them accurately, which made the mages around them who were still looking down on them slightly shudder, and they no longer dare to look down on them. You must know the wall-cutting stalker. Known for their speed and dexterity, it is not easy to hit them. At least many of these demon fortress-level mages cannot guarantee that they can hit 100% of the time.

Although the strength of these two people is low, they have still caught up with themselves. Doesn't this mean greater potential?

Intermittently, thousands more wall-cutting stalkers jumped out from the flesh-and-blood beasts, but the scale was not as big as the first time. The mages behind were not willing to waste their mana anymore, so they were left to us to deal with.

In the surprised eyes of the barbarians next to me, I casually split a wall-cutting stalker that came to the door automatically into two pieces in the air. Before it even had time to scream, the blood splashed from its body was formed in the air. A poignant rose.

Fortunately, these monsters have low IQs and are not organized at all. Otherwise, if thousands of wall-cutting stalkers pounced on them at the same time, it would be a big trouble.

However, now is not the time to rejoice. The flesh-and-blood beasts are just cannon fodder, and the wall-cutting stalkers are just appetizers. The real battle is still to come. Looking at the real main force of the monster army gradually revealed, I sipped the dry The lips and the crystal sword in the hand were stained with blood, shining with a cold tone...