fallen devil

Chapter 103 Scene 1 The Cold Tide VII
The barbarian's roar was obviously provocative, and even Tang Ze was aroused by the skill, which was similar to a spiritual effect.

But he quickly calmed down, it would be extremely unwise for him to act without knowing the details of the opponent.

In the next moment, the barbarian swung the giant sword, and the tip of the blue flame lit up many special scenes, continuously melting snowflakes, dripping blood, and invisible cold wind.

The light suddenly brightened.

Tang Ze was in a daze, the scene he was in changed at some point, the cracked stone ground under his feet turned into a snowy wasteland, blood and corpses were everywhere, the gray whistling snowy sky was above his head, and there were countless people around him. The savages passed by roaring, and slashed the sharp sword in their hands at the demons who were rushing in black.

The horn kept sounding, and he noticed that the costumes of these barbarians were very different from the costumes of the barbarians in the Rogue camp.

The barbarians here are older, more primitive, and more powerful.

"Ice and demons... Is this Harrogath from the fifth act in Diablo 2?"

Tang Ze was very surprised. The barbarians around him seemed to be unable to see him, and he couldn't affect anything in this space, just like a bystander in it.

The previous barbarian with the Pegasus Wing Helmet also started to sprint, running at the forefront of the team, the huge sword fell high, splitting a ferocious shadow-like monster in half in an instant.His companions are also very brave, wielding huge swords, and their fighting skills are extremely exquisite, forcibly fighting a bloody path from the tide of demons.

I can't feel the aura of these barbarians, but Tang Ze can feel it just by observing. Most of these barbarians are above Lv30, and they have displayed many ultimate skills on the skill tree, especially the barbarian with the Pegasus wing helmet , With the one-handed broadsword, he used the "Whirlwind Dance of Death" to strangle several shadow demons neatly.

"But professionals are obviously at a disadvantage."

Tang Ze couldn't find a way out for a while, so he could only calm down and observe the situation.

In the vast snowy wasteland, dozens of barbarian professionals were surrounded by countless shadow demons.These shadow demons are called "Shadows of Fear". Their true bodies are only half the size of ordinary people. They are wrapped in black mist and move extremely quickly.

The fierce fighting continued, and the ranks of the barbarians began to suffer casualties.

"Behind is the Holy Mountain."

A barbarian was wounded and retreated, his sad sigh caught Tang Ze's attention.

What holy mountain, could it be the holy mountain of ancient barbarians?
The failure of the barbarian professionals is almost doomed. Maybe the holy mountain they call is the target of these "shadows of fear". As long as the barbarians are killed and injured, and the holy mountain is invaded by shadows, the "movie" will probably be over .

"The power of the Horadrim is fading."

"incredible."

The barbarian made a sound of surprise again, and drove back the demon trying to approach with a few slashes. He lowered his head and looked at his hands in surprise, the light was slowly dissipating.

"The angels failed."

"I don't want to die here like this."

"With so many people dying to defend their homeland, how could it fall short..."

"We didn't have a choice."

The figure of the Pegasus-winged barbarian was still majestic. He calmly glanced at the "Shadow of Fear" that was about to move around him, holding the heavy broadsword tightly in both hands.

"Fight for the last light!"

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Darkness finally covered the sky, and the tragic battle came to an end.

The barbarians finally fell to the demonic tide.

When the battle was in turmoil, giant worm demons about five meters high burst out from under the snow field, spraying out a large number of worm demons. The poison and sharp pincers pierced the armor, and quickly ate up the stubborn barbarians. .

Gunpowder smoke was everywhere, and blood stained red rolled down the Pegasus winged helmet, and countless "shadows of fear" were reflected in the godless eyes, like locusts crossing the border, rushing towards the holy mountain covered by frost and fog in the distance.

The picture freezes here.

The various scenes of the underground cave reappeared, and the black mist filled the air again. Tang Ze turned his head and found Iwamoto Ten and his skeleton servants standing still.

Time still seemed to stand still.

Tang Ze frowned, and was about to walk out of this strange enchanted space, but a clear voice suddenly came from behind him.

"What do you see?"

"···"

Turning around in surprise, Tangze discovered that there was a blurry figure in front of the empty space, that is, in front of the "Lanfa Temple".

The voice is neutral, and the figure is blurred, not only can't tell the difference between male and female, it's even impossible to judge whether it's human or not.

"Savages slain by demons."

After staring and observing for a while, Tang Ze confirmed that the other party was communicating with him, and responded in a neutral manner.

"Slaughter?"

The other party reacted quickly, and seemed a little regretful, "Yes, the darkness has fallen, and the Burning Hell has marched for so long, but the high-level heaven has ignored it."

"Some people choose to continue to hold on, while others surrender to the devil, hoping to master the dark mysteries through the power of hatred."

"Until now."

The other party was talking to himself, and then cast a calm gaze.

"What do you want to say?"

Paying attention to Xu Ying's every move, Tang Ze asked tentatively.

Seemingly able to communicate, the other party paused.

"You are not a pure demon from hell, nor are you a puppet from a high-level heaven, but you are far from a human being pursuing the extraordinary alone."

"The catastrophe has begun, and the torture is now one step ahead. You must win this power."

The torture has already taken the first step, what does that mean?
Although they are all mystical words, Tang Ze, who has experienced the complete game process of Diablo 2, still thinks of the torment queen Andariel.

At present, Tang Ze has grasped the information that Andariel placed puppets in Rogge's camp. This may be the first step that Xuying said.

There are still many questions, but he feels that he has vaguely grasped the key.

The war of the previous era, the decline of professionals, the march of demons, and the mysterious "Temple of Blue Law".

There is an invisible thread connecting these fragments.

The phantom in front of me is probably a special existence hiding in the "Blue Magic Temple". It seems to know a lot about the background of Diablo 2, so it should be a good source of information.

But too much talking to himself, and with a few words, Tang Ze couldn't see the other party's attitude towards him.

"What exactly are you?"

This time, Tang Ze's speech did not receive a response.

Light blue light bloomed on the phantom, and its voice changed from vague to clear.

"You are still just a puppet of fear. Have you never thought about breaking free from the leads on your body?"

These words made Tang Ze startled at first, and then he immediately remembered that he seemed to have asked for power from the Dread Lord on that night shrouded in flames.

(End of this chapter)