fallen devil

Chapter 27 No.20 Seven Acts of Light and Darkness II
The casualties of the professionals were not small, the firepower of the Rogues was suppressed, and the human team was flanked back and forth, causing panic.

Amber Merrowa's command was swift. Although the huge blue-striped beast broke through the first line of defense, it became the target of countless Rogues.

The arrows soaked in fiery oil and the professional's fire bombs forced the huge beast to roar back, and its steel-needle-like fur was also damaged.

"Just hold on for a while longer."

She turned her head slightly, muttered to herself, and looked at Naniya who was struggling to resist the fallen demons in the distance, her pretty face was already wet with sweat.

After sending more professionals to support Naniya, Amber cast her sharp eyes on the two fallen people not far away.

The giant bear, Corrupted, confronted Matigal, and Rogue dared not act rashly.

But the Fallen, who is obviously an assassin, manipulated the huge blue-striped beast to crush the human team, clearing the way for the demons behind. If it wasn't for the intensive rocket suppression of the Rogues, they might have rushed to her side .

"It has to die."

Amber's amber eyes reflected the figure of Hannick constantly moving and hurting professionals, and his eyes became colder and colder.

This fallen assassin has too much pressure on the professionals. Faced with this situation, it is necessary for her to take action herself.

Having made sufficient preparations before the battle, she didn't just come to watch and direct.

The brown-black magic-striped staff of Westmarch lit up brightly, bathed in the surprised eyes of the surrounding professionals, she strode towards the battlefield ahead.

"Miss Amber?"

Someone couldn't help but sounded a reminder, but the slightly swaying beautiful blond hair still went away.

"You guard the 'Reverse Portal', and I will eradicate that fallen one."

Her voice was soft, as if she was describing a very natural thing.

This is a battle of endurance, but she has run out of patience.

The green light flickered on the chests of Iwamoto and Hannick, they were startled, and their eyes became tense in an instant.

"Desperately break through."

This is the only message conveyed by [Curse of the Green Goblin].

Iwamoto, who turned into a giant bear, glanced at Amber Merova who was walking not far away, and then roared, stirring up countless mud and dust, and galloped towards Mathigal on the high slope in an instant.

"Shoot at the eyes and joints, his level of giant bear is not low, aim more accurately."

Mathigal pulled the bowstring without changing his face, and shot an arrow first.

The whistling arrows led the group of storm arrows that followed, and shot through the air towards the roaring giant bear, like raindrops falling from the sky.

The smooth hair stood up in an instant, like brown steel needles, and the refined arrows were bounced off one by one. Iwamoto Ten's momentum slowed down slightly, and more and more arrows knocked him back.

Three huge beasts ran out from behind him, blocking the dense arrows with their brown fleshy bodies, the giant bear stepped on the devastated bodies of the huge beasts, and jumped towards the group of Rogues.

The huge bear's body made the ground sunken and covered with cracks. The Rogues nearby swayed and fell, and then their heads were smashed by the bear's paw.

It was a completely one-sided battle, with more professionals and more demons rushing forward.

Hannik's side is much easier.

A cold light flashed, and the strong barbarian with wounds all over his body looked painful, clutching his bleeding heart, and was trampled into the ground by the huge blue-striped beast under the horrified eyes of a group of professionals.

No one dared to rush forward again, and the battle situation fell into an embarrassing stalemate for a while.

It is difficult for ordinary strong professionals to deal with Hannick, the power of the giant blue-striped beast is too strong.

Even if it is a dexterous assassin profession, it is difficult to cooperate with other Rogues to hurt Hannik, because the other party is already a powerful assassin and fallen.

"Is it possible that professionals who sing about justice and light will succumb to darkness?"

Hannik raised his head arrogantly, and glanced contemptuously at the faces of professionals who were either angry or disgusted. The sound of pattering rain and countless curses seemed to ring in his ears again.

"A bunch of trash."

Throwing a throwing knife casually, piercing an Amazon's eyes, Hannik sneered while she was screaming.

There is a hostility in his heart, and only in this way can he release it.

It's a wonderful process, at least he thinks so.

The patter of rain and countless curses rang out again. He hated his heartache, it was like a huge stone pressing on his chest.

The fine and hot fireballs dispersed the chaotic sounds in an instant, and bombarded the ground in front of Hannik, scorched grass and mud splashed him and the huge beast.

Taking this opportunity, a group of wounded professionals took away the screaming Amazon and retreated in fear.

"Hey, it's a new face."

Patting the dirt on his body, Hannick looked frivolously at Amber Merrowa who was slowly approaching, and glanced up and down unscrupulously.

He whistled, and the huge blue-striped beast behind him roared wildly, and pressed down with its giant palm-like hand. Its fierce power made the faces of the professionals watching the battle change greatly.

"Dangerous!" "Get out of the way!"

In the previous battle, a level 5 barbarian was crushed to death in this way.

A black shadow enveloped Amber, she raised her head slightly, and her brown-black staff tapped lightly into the void.

It was still, a little breezy.

Like a white bird skimming over a quiet lake, there are faint ripples.

The constantly rotating world pointer seemed to stop for a moment, and time resumed flowing in the next moment.

The mysterious stars flashed away, weaving into a star pattern unique to the Westmarch mage sect. Thick frost wrapped the arms of the huge blue-striped beast, like blooming ice flowers, covering it upward layer by layer.

The spread of ice crystals stopped slowly, half of the body of the giant blue-striped beast was frozen, and its brown skin turned a stiff blue color.

A slight wind blew up her hair, and the corners of her clothes fluttered slightly.

Ice flakes and snowflakes danced together, the long golden hair kept shaking, the robes fluttered, and Amber's amber eyes were like burning real fire.

All the professionals, including Hannik, were stunned.

No one has seen such magic.

On the top of the gorgeous brown-black staff, similar to the end of a tree branch, a colorless gemstone in the shape of a fruit quietly dimmed.

"Professionals will not succumb to darkness."

She opened her red lips, blending majesty and softness, reaching a delicate balance.

This was an answer to Hannik's previous ridicule, but the latter seemed to have not heard it, staring at her with blank eyes, maintaining a strange silence.

"···"

Hannick's lips moved, and there seemed to be slight words, but Amber didn't hear them clearly.

The brown-black staff in her hand trembled, and the huge ice crystals collapsed layer by layer. Along with the painful roar of the huge blue-striped beast, the sound of burning flames gradually sounded.

The graceful and enchanting sea of ​​fire spread around, seemingly with consciousness, and fire snakes jumped out and swarmed towards the dull-looking Hannick and the huge blue-striped beast.

The flames soared into the sky, the smoke and dust danced wildly, and the roar even reached the sky.

(There are too many differences between the Westmarch mage faction and the traditional Horadrim mage faction, so let’s treat it as something outside the Diablo 2 mage system, so I won’t be verbose.)
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