fallen devil

Chapter 299 No.40 Nine Acts of Tenacity II
Naniya hesitated to speak, perhaps the Sinking Lord had another purpose in saving her.

But
The white marble in the memory covered the ground, the golden edging climbed up the gorgeous steps, and the three-color flowers were held in the hands of handsome knights.

"Naniya Sybet."

The slightly proud voice of the blond knight trembled, "What is your standard?"

At that time, facing such a question, she smiled.

Memories stopped.

She didn't know why she thought of this. Maybe she was grateful for the Sunken Lord's life-saving grace, or something else.

Naniya has always been a clear-headed and decisive Knight of Westmarch, and also implements the creed of planning before acting.

Now, confusion overwhelmed her.

"You need a little more sleep."

Tang Ze couldn't see Naniya's expression, and while talking, the dark green armor gushed out magic lines, and the dark green light flew towards her position.

"Wait for me."

Naniya opened her eyes slightly, and stretched out her hand to block the incoming light.

I want to talk to you, Lord of the Fallen.

Maybe it's not the time to say that yet.

The green light flickered away, and the heavy sleepiness made her close her eyelids, plop, and collapsed on the jumper's back again.

At the same time, black flames gushed out from the shadows of the treetops, and quickly condensed into a shape, and a staff stretched out.

This is the [Ghost Art] that has returned.

Tang Ze appreciates the silence of these wise servants, which is also a manifestation of loyalty.

"Do you think I should keep her?"

Tang Ze nonchalantly asked the Dark Gold Exile around him, wanting to hear its opinion.

"No one can control your great will, my lord."

[Ghost Yate] responded without thinking, and buried his head very low, "Only you can judge whether it is good or bad, and no one else is qualified. And we will definitely follow it."

This is very pertinent and smart.

"She's always there for me, which is fun."

For various reasons, he decided to keep Nania.

As Tang Ze said so, he glanced at the quiet monster servants around him, and signaled the jumper under him to set off towards Calagry.

"Tell me about your discovery."

"Yes, Master."

[Ghost Yate] After entering Calagry, it was quickly confirmed that there were no black-robed people here.

But the man in black robe has been here, and left obvious traces of magic.After parsing, it turns out they left three days ago.

Destroying the stronghold of the black-robed men of the village group took place in the morning. It can be seen that the black-robed men who had been to Calagary should have left for other reasons.

Tangze and [Gui Yat] discussed and decided to first conduct a detailed search for any traces of the black-robed man in the town of Calagre.

However, there was a bit of an accident when crossing the wet grass next to the lake.

Crash, clatter.

Several dark green shadows jumped out from under the lake, with rotten reeds hanging on their bodies. They were mutated water corpses that attacked living creatures when they saw them.

Tang Ze didn't even look at it. The sand knight beside him waved his knife light, and the water corpses turned into pieces that stained the water surface in the blink of an eye.

The bloody sharp long knife was retracted, and Tang Ze rode forward on the jumper, averting his gaze from the water corpse.

"There are many types of carrion corpses, and they will undergo some adaptation changes due to the environment."

[Ghost] explained appropriately, following the jumper's footsteps.

It's easy to guess.

Some people tried to jump into the water to escape the ubiquitous green mist, but ended up suffocating inside, turning into water corpses as the lake became polluted.

This is in line with ecology, Tang Ze thought so, and cast his gaze into the distance.

Some monsters noticed this way.

A few red-eyed crows on the high eaves soared into the air and were flying towards him, but they only slid out less than half a meter, and the swift electric light scorched them.

Spike.

The flapping of Worm Wings approached.

With cold compound eyes watching the crow descending with blue smoke, the scarab looked away and continued to fly into the distance.

His army of monsters was already taking over Calagry's reins, within seconds.

The rotting corpses on the street, the crows on the eaves, and the black insect nests were quickly torn to pieces by the scarabs, screaming and turning into scorched ashes.

It was very smooth to enter the gate of Calagry, and the scenery of the town was unobstructed.

"It seems that it will be easy to control Calagry. In this case, I hope you will command them and speed up the collection of intelligence."

With a calm tone, Tang Ze ordered to [Guiyate], "After collecting the information, report it to me in the church in Calagry."

Then, he changed the direction of the jumper under him, and the huge and ferocious head of the mount directly smashed into the low soil wall blocking the road, crushed the cobblestones in the street, and moved towards the church at the end.

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[Ghost Yate] and a group of monsters were silent, kneeling respectfully, not looking at Tang Ze's back, and then quickly dispersed, running around Calagry.

Soon.

The dark church door was smashed, and the smell of sourness spread. Several carrion corpses inside opened their eyes, but what greeted them was the bloody mouth of the jumper.

Click, click, there was an unpleasant sound of chewing and swallowing, and the church returned to silence.

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Karasawa placed Nanya on the lap of the jumper, and the green light flashed in his eyes, reflecting her sleeping appearance.

He now remembered that Naniya was one of the two professionals who attacked the Fallen Demon's camp back then, and the flames dyed that night red.

Since then, he has experienced a lot and grown a lot, and is no longer the timid fallen demon.

As for Naniya in front of her, her brown hair has grown longer, and she has become much more downcast. Other than that, she doesn't see any changes.

"Blood wasteland, old wizard, pupil stone tree, professional, black wasteland, monastery church, Andariel."

Recalling the past with the current posture, Tang Ze felt a little emotional, and many things have become different.

Take opportunity, for example.

If Naniya and another professional hadn't attacked the Fallen Demon's camp, it might be difficult for him to break free from the sense of belonging that resembled shackles and would not be able to get to where he is today.

As for revenge, it's different.

Now he could see clearly that what killed the old wizard was his position and his destiny. Not only Naniya, but any powerful professional could do it.

According to the progress of the Diablo 2 game, the bloody wasteland will eventually be liberated, and some things are difficult to change.

There was no point in killing Nania just now, it would be childish.

Perhaps the best reward for the old wizard can only be to establish a similar Fallen Demon camp after conquering the human continent.

"Perhaps the only time I make an exception."

Tang Ze stared at Naniya's sleeping face, "You are very lucky."

He decided to become a ruler, not a crazy demon king who only knows how to plunder and kill.

And what has been warning him about this can remind him of the past, and this female assassin in front of him can use it.

There is a little bit of commemorative significance, and maybe a little bit of something else.

That was why Nania was kept.

Recalling the words of [Ghost Yate], Tang Ze stopped thinking about it.

(End of this chapter)