Diablo Destruction

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There are not many types of monsters in the Hall of Sorrows. After walking around for a long time, we encountered two types. One was the crawling corpse from before.

There is another kind, which is an evolution of the Moon King, the Night King. The pronunciation of the two is very similar, but after all, it is an advanced monster and is much stronger than the Moon King.

The Night King's armor is blue, which makes people feel chilled. He holds double-edged axes and flails in both hands. Like the Moon King, he is proficient in the barbarian fifth-level skill Frenzy. He wields the two weapons in his hands with great power, vaguely There is the potential of wind and thunder.

After they activate their frenzy, their tall bodies protected by blue armor will swirl around two whirlwinds, and their movement and attack speeds are astonishingly fast.

I found that these kings of the night are a bit more naive than the kings of the moon. The most intuitive expression is in their walking and running posture. When walking, they like to be like bulls, lowering their heads and charging straight. The two horns of the horned steel helmet on the head are facing forward, looking majestic.

But to me and the little fox, who are both faster than it, it is more like a bull that doesn't look ahead. What the little fox likes to do most is to stand by the wall, waiting for these bulls to rush over. With a sudden flash, they would be unable to restrain themselves. Their two horns were stuck in the wall and they could not move, allowing others to slaughter them.

Ahem, let me tell you first, good children must not imitate this unscrupulous little fox. You must know that those bloody words on the wall are precious cultural relics.

If those historians saw this scene, I am afraid that even with their weak and weather-resistant body, they would ferociously rush over and fight the little fox to the death.

The crawling corpses and the King of Night did not cause much hindrance to us. On the contrary, the maze terrain back and forth was dazzling. If it were not for the little fox, I would have been lost long ago.

Seeing that the floor under my feet was almost rotten, I simply released the poisonous flower vines. The little fox was quite disgusted with the slippery poisonous flower vines. In her words, they were more poisonous than the poisonous flower vines summoned by White Wolf. It's ten times more disgusting.

The poisonous flower vine is also relatively depressed. Of course, it is not because of the little fox, it does not care what the little fox thinks, but because there is no suitable food for it in the Hall of Grief. The crawling corpse is too dry; the King of Night is too big. , too hard and difficult to enter.

After receiving the innocent message from the poisonous flower vine, I remained silent for a long time. Did this guy become picky about food after he advanced? I remember that in the past, everyone was welcome.

In fact, on the third day, we had already found the next entrance to the Hall of Sorrow. Unfortunately, the little fox, who had not been brainwashed by RPG games, sneered at my conclusion that "the boss is always on the last floor" and insisted on leaving the entire Hall of Sorrow. After searching the hall, he returned to the original entrance in a dull manner.

You know how awesome game geeks are, right? Naturally, I would not let go of this opportunity. As a price for not listening to me and wasting two more days, I rubbed the little fox's ears that felt so good to the touch until they turned red.

In fact, I wanted to touch the tail by the way. It seemed to feel good, but after I brought it up, what I got in exchange was the pretty face of the little fox, which was extremely blushing. My face also turned red, a clear Little red paw prints...

At the entrance, there are still four characters with flying dragons and phoenixes carved on it.

The Hall of Pain.

Needless to say, this is another proud work of Nilasek, who has the same hobby as me. It is said that this guy is a very good handwriting.

Yeah, bah! ! Your handwriting is actually better than mine? For those who betrayed the [Snake-shaped Cursive Script Naming Hobby Association], I, Wu Fan, will come today to do justice for the moon and eliminate evil and evil.

Let the poisonous flower vine take the lead and we enter the Hall of Pain.

The structure of the Hall of Pain is similar to that of the Hall of Sorrow. The walls are also engraved with shocking blood words, but the will condensed in these words is no longer as crazy as the temple, nor is it like the Hall of Sorrow. With endless pride.

These words record the history of the guardian tribe's struggle to resist the hell army after its decline. It is discovered that the tribe has grown from hundreds of millions in the whole body to less than one million now. The tribesmen suddenly realized that they wrote this paragraph with their own blood and tears. A journey of endless regret, until he decided to evacuate the Worldstone Temple.

After reading a paragraph, the pain that cannot be dispelled lingers in our hearts. It seems that we can hear the souls of those who wrote in blood, the mournful cries, and the howls of pain and regret, deep in the passage. Echoing everywhere, echoing, forever...

"Poor people must be hateful. This is indeed true."

I was silent for a long time and sighed. The little fox beside me tilted her head, seeming to be thinking about my words, and then nodded in agreement.

"Idiots occasionally have a flash of inspiration, if that's true."

"..."

I said, if you stop complaining about me, will you die?

The monsters in the Hall of Pain are obviously denser and more powerful than the Hall of Sorrow. In addition to the crawling zombies and the King of Night, there is also an evolution of the giant hammer Death [The Quarrel Death]. This name is really...

In addition, there are five evolutions of the servant demon, [Frozen Evil Spirit]. I just discovered now that the servant demon actually has eight forms, up to the eighth and strongest form [Giant Frozen Evil Spirit].

As expected, they are Barr's cannon fodder-level thugs. Their types and numbers are so extraordinary that they are estimated to be among the top five when it comes to human sea tactics.

The first one must be our cute pink mother of adventurers, the petite Sunken Demon Army, the second one is the well-deserved forest skinner [dwarf], and as for the last three, ahem, leave it in suspense...

In addition to these four kinds, we also saw an extremely disgusting monster, even more disgusting than the maggots on the rotting corpses. They have upper bodies similar to human skeletons, floating in the air, and the lower body is connected to a bulging flesh ball. There are some tentacles floating below.

I don’t even know how to use three words to describe how disgusting they are. I would rather eat fresh liver in front of the carrion than look at them. This is probably how it feels.

Not only us adventurers, but even monsters shun this kind of monster, because this kind of monster's best skill is to float around the monster silently and quietly implant worms into the monster's body.

These worms will immediately burrow into the brain of the transplanted person, absorb nutrients and grow evil consciousness. When the transplanted person dies, these disgusting parasites will immediately eat away at the transplanted person's brain and eventually break out, becoming A new kind of monster.

When we first encountered this kind of monster, we just felt a little disgusting and strange. These monsters were moving around erratically, with no intention of joining the army of other monsters and attacking us together.

Even the moment the monster focused all its attention on us, they immediately changed their lukewarm pace and floated behind the monster like lightning. The tentacles under the fleshy balls behind them stabbed lightly, and then hurriedly left. , leaving us puzzled, what kind of monster is this?

When we saw those monsters who had been stabbed unconsciously, they fell at our feet, and their whole heads suddenly shriveled up, and their eyes were sunken, as if they were weathered. In an instant, only a skull was left, covered with a layer of dryness. scalp.

The next moment, the whole shriveled skull burst open, and out of it emerged several monsters that looked like flesh-and-blood beasts seen in the Demon Fortress. Only then did we finally remember the name and origin of the disgusting monster.

Oh, I forgot to explain, the name of this disgusting monster is the Stinker. To be honest, I don’t even want to mention its name. I just want to think about what if these things implant worms into my body and then worm their way into my body. The brain is gnawing wantonly, and just thinking about it makes you feel that it would be better to die immediately.

However, there is no need to make a fuss. These stinky and filthy creatures do not pose a direct threat to adventurers. With their strength, they simply cannot implant worms into the bodies of adventurers. Otherwise, I am afraid they would have become extremely terrifying existences. .

The little fox is more afraid of arguing with the God of Death, because these guys like to extend their tentacles into the underworld. After accepting the soul contract, the little fox's surrounding attributes, including life and defense, have been greatly improved, but Compared with monsters at level 50 or 60, it is still slightly insufficient.

The Night King's attack is higher, but the little fox is not afraid, because at her speed, the Night King is just a toddler.

But the Quarrel Death is different. Their attacks are silent. Sometimes they hide in dark corners. Before we notice their presence, dozens of densely packed tentacles suddenly appear on the ground. If the little fox touches them all, it will probably kill them instantly. share.

So we walked very slowly, with the poisonous flower vine, the ancestor of tentacles, leading the way, killing all the quarrels and death in the cradle.

However, this temple feels a bit like a dungeon map in the game. The explosion rate seems to be a bit high. The elites encountered along the way will also explode blue equipment and a gold-level flying ax. This kind of Throwing agility equipment is naturally assigned to the little fox, but the level requirement is level 40, and she is still far behind.

Seeing the happy look on the little fox's face, I couldn't help pinching her plush ears and teasing her: "Why are you having fun? With the strength of your elite team, don't you still have a piece of golden equipment on hand?"

"Of course, don't underestimate people." The little fox shook his little fists and bared his little tiger teeth to demonstrate at me.

"It's just that the golden equipment of assassins is relatively scarce, and they are all allocated to White Wolf and the others. Oh, by the way, the full-level sapphire I defrauded from you, a fool, was embedded in the wrist blade by me. Hmph Hum~~"

The little fox said proudly, especially when it came to "cheating" from me. He seemed to recall the situation at that time. His beautiful eyes were as curved as crescent moons, and there was some panic-stricken brilliance in them.

As he spoke, he also shook the blue wrist knife that exuded gusts of cold air on his right wrist, with a threatening look of "Don't mess with me, or I'll stab you in the butt."

"..."

So that's it. I originally thought that with the little fox's competitive and strong character and the attitude of a female tyrant in the team, she would have at least three or two pieces of golden equipment. I can't tell that she, as the captain, is really dedicated to her duties. of.

I was a little touched, thinking that the equipment she wore was so shabby, and I wondered if it would be better to use some of the unused golden equipment on her body to make the little fox look beautiful and more like a little princess of the fox tribe.

Of course, it’s not a free gift. I’m not that kind of person. Although the little fox is careful about budgeting, he is definitely not someone who accepts charity from others. As for the price, we have to discuss it carefully. For the sake of my friends, I’ll give it a 99% discount. Well, if you buy it now, you can get an extra bottle of light healing potion as a gift. Feel touched, now you know the benefits of having a friend like me.

There is no distinction between the sun and the moon inside the temple. In the end, even the little fox was too lazy to count the time. Anyway, he rested and slept four times, which lasted about four days. After staying together, we finally found the entrance to the next floor.

"How about it, do you want to bet again?"

I looked at the entrance, glanced at the little fox next to me, looked at her fluffy ears, and then stared at her fluffy tail maliciously.

"I wouldn't make a bet with you, a scoundrel."

Startled by my gaze, the little fox subconsciously hid its tail that was constantly waving back and forth tightly behind its back, and looked at me coquettishly. That vigilant and angry expression also gave me a charming scenery, which I greatly enjoyed. .

"Then just be obedient and move on to the next level."

Whether the little fox is willing to bet or not, it is my victory. If it is blocked, her ears and tail will definitely suffer. If she does not bet, it is acknowledgment that my theory of "the boss will always be on the last floor" is correct.

The name of the last floor is called Watt Hall, and it was still newly carved by Nilasek. As for the origin of the name, I can no longer guess from the superficial meaning, Watt? It sounds a bit like a person's name. Could it be Mr. Nilasek?

As soon as we stepped into the scope of Watt Hall, an extremely strong necromantic force rushed towards us, spreading in every corner, making the expressions of the little fox and I gradually become solemn.

Niracek should be here. The question is, with such a strong evil spirit of death, how strong is Niracek?

I glanced at the little fox, and from the contract, I could immediately see her uncompromising determination.

"Bad guys, if we can die together, we won't be so lonely." She gently tugged at the corner of my clothes and lowered her head, refusing to let me gaze at her face as smooth as jade.

"Idiot, if you are weak or Niracek is too strong, go back to the city first, okay? I promise you, I won't die." I rubbed her pointed ears that were lowered on my chest and said softly.

"Um."

The little fox responded. She knew that this was the maximum she could be willful, otherwise, she would become a burden to the other party.

The walls of Watt Hall are also covered with blood words, but these blood words already describe the records of the guardian tribe after they came to Harrogas. The will filled on them is the cry of fighting to the death to take back the temple. , fight to the death to take it back, take it back, take it back again! !

If the temple is not recaptured for one day, the dead of the tribe will go to hell, and they will be resented, spurned, insulted, and killed by their ancestors! !

This is simply a curse on one’s ancestors and descendants! !

Seeing this, the little fox and I couldn't help but have a cold war again.

From the interior of the Temple of Nilasek, to the Hall of Sorrow, to the Hall of Pain, and now to the Hall of Watt, what we are shown is a magnificent and tragic history of development and decline of the guardian tribe.

The Hall of Watt gives us a relatively small feeling. This is just a feeling, but the intuition of adventurers is usually not wrong. Therefore, it is not surprising at all that we will meet Nilasek in the next moment. .

Our steps were surprisingly slow, and our movements were gentler than the dim torches that had been flickering on the wall for thousands of years. Our bodies were almost touching the bloody words on the wall. The little fox was still vigilant about whether there were traps or poisonous flower vines ahead. , I don’t know if I should say it’s because a skilled person is brave, or because he’s careless all the way, and he has the aura of a local snake.

"Tick tock—tick tock—"

Deep in the quiet and humid passage, there was a disturbing sound of dripping water. However, the sound became different for a moment. There seemed to be some chaotic overlapping sound of "Dalla Dala".

The little fox and I listened carefully, and the sound seemed to be getting closer to us. After a while, our faces changed drastically.

It's a huge swarm of monsters! !

In just a moment, we made a decision and quickly retreated to the road we had just passed. There was a dead end in the place we just passed. It was undoubtedly a good place to deal with the attack.

I just don’t know if among these large numbers of monsters, there are any long-range attack monsters like the God of Quarrel Death. If they appear, I will not hesitate to urge the little fox to use the scroll to return to the city and leave.

The assassin's weak defense was unable to cope with the tentacle attacks of more than ten quarreling reapers.

We had pushed to a dead end, and I was on guard in front. The little fox was not idle either. She drank a few bottles of powerful mana potions at the beginning, and then started to set up her traps. After a while, she set up her traps. The more traps there are.

After a while, spell traps with skill levels of at least level eight were evenly distributed throughout the passage. I could already imagine the incoming monsters wailing in pain in the sea of ​​fire and lightning. Sometimes, I This druid really envies the assassin's trap skills. How can it be better than the druid profession, which is known as the third most powerful magician?

The footsteps gradually became clearer, and from the chaotic footsteps, like thousands of undisciplined hooligans running together, we finally discerned a clue.

This is the "clack" sound of footsteps like a duck with webbed feet. Among the monsters in Harrogath, there is only one kind of monster with flippers that makes this kind of footsteps. It describes the hunched, toad-like servant demons that are magnified dozens of times, as well as their evolved bodies.

If I guessed correctly, those monsters should be a large number of sixth-order servant demons - frozen evil spirits. If they are them, you can breathe a little easier, because they are melee monsters, and corner flow tactics can be effective.

But don't be too careless. You can't rule out that there is a quarrelsome death mixed in. After all, the footsteps are too messy, and the quarreling death is a good hand in the dark, so it is naturally silent when walking.

The ground had begun to tremble slightly. When these frozen evil spirits appeared on the opposite side of the passage, the little fox and I were stunned. The six to seven meter wide passage was crowded with nearly ten frozen evil spirits. Behind them, there were A sea of ​​monsters as far as the eye can see.

At this tense moment, a very humorous thought popped into my mind: Could it be that the frozen demon spirits crowding the passage were the legendary frozen monsters that cost six yuan and eighty cents a can? Canned evil spirit?

The little fox's trap began to show its power. The outermost third-level trap skill [Fire Revival] immediately erupted into a wave of flames more than one meter high, pounced on the oncoming frozen demon spirit with no less momentum.

The fourth-level [Thunder Guard] was not to be outdone. A string of lightning as thick as a bucket roared and crackled in a straight line towards the depths of the passage. It was like a thick bamboo stick passing through the grilled meat of the Frozen Evil Spirits. The passage suddenly emitted bursts of light. Burnt taste.

A lightning guard can emit ten lightning bolts in a row. The little fox's lightning guard skill has just reached level 10, which is a small leap forward. Enemies hit by lightning have a certain chance of receiving 40% of the lightning. % damage is transmitted to the side, which is equivalent to expanding the attack range in disguise.

As for the level 10 lightning guard, the damage of each lightning bolt is 1-205. If it exerts its maximum power, two lightning bolts are enough to kill a frozen evil spirit.

And in the end, the frozen demon spirits, who had managed to escape from the sea of ​​fire and lightning, with their whole bodies black and smoking, strode forward with the machete in their hands, but they stumbled upon something, and before they could react, their consciousness collapsed. .

This is the assassin's secondary trap skill [Electric Energy Guard], which can use electric waves to attack enemies that are very close.

This round of flame resurgence, lightning guards, and electric energy guards have already brought down nearly a hundred frozen evil spirits. However, this is only the first round.

From the corner of the passage to the end of the alley on our side, there is such a combination trap every twenty meters. The little fox used this time to set up a total of three sets of such traps, enough to trap more than three hundred ice cats. The demon-sealing spirit fell in this death trap passage.

This is the assassin's trap art. It can accumulate skills, induce them without releasing them, and then explode them all at once. This advantage cannot be imitated by any other profession.

Of course, you definitely can't set up unlimited traps. Otherwise, hundreds of high-level assassins would spend half a year setting up hundreds of thousands of traps in the same place. Then I'm afraid that the real form of the Great Demon Lord Baal would arrive, and he would have to wait for an instant. Instant kill, God will not allow such bug-like loopholes to appear, so the assassin can only place up to 10 traps per unit area.

This is the rule, the balancing method set by God. In this dark world, He is the truth and He is the only one. I am afraid that as long as He says that water flows backwards, this will really happen.

After the little fox's second set of traps, more than two hundred frozen evil spirits had fallen. However, the frozen evil spirits deep in the passage were still like a can, with no end in sight.

"There are two pieces of news, one good and one bad. Which one do you want to listen to?" With the magic in hand ready, I turned back to the little fox and smiled.

"Which two? It's just some boring theories anyway."

The little fox, who had just turned pale under my theory, was still angry and turned his head away pretending to be disdainful. However, his pair of fox ears were straight and energetic.

He gently sent the condensed liquid fireball in his right hand, and a vertical wall of blazing fire suddenly ignited on the ground. Although the wall of fire was only more than one meter wide, compared to the six or seven-meter aisle, it seemed easy to avoid. Don’t forget it immediately. , these frozen evil spirits have been packed together like a can. Those who are unlucky enough to be roasted by the wall of fire have no room to dodge.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of frozen evil spirits were reduced to ashes under the wall of fire. Looking at the monsters that rushed into the sea of ​​​​fire and perished, and the experience points that continued to jump and rise, my mouth burst into laughter. Meaning, show a finger.

"The good news is that there seems to be no quarrel among the Frozen Evil Spirits. If you stay, your safety may be guaranteed." Before the little fox could say anything, I continued to flick up my second finger.

"The bad news is that the number of frozen evil spirits is probably no less than tens of thousands. If I don't have enough strength by then, you still have to return me obediently."

"..."

After a moment of silence, the little fox obediently and politely... gave me the middle finger.