fallen devil

Chapter 3 Act Three
In the early morning of the next day, the blue sky is covered with gray haze, and there is a possibility of rain.

Tang Ze opened his eyes and saw a group of fallen demons surrounding him. Their dark yellow eyes were wide open with doubts.

It was the first time for these fallen demons to see Tang Ze who was "meditating", and even the wizard of the fallen demons didn't know what Tang Ze meant by doing so.

There have been examples of demons communicating with hell being able to learn hell magic.

In fact, the old fallen magician who helped Tang Ze perform the "Communication Hell" technique was one of the members who accepted the "Communication Hell" when he was young.

Its original intention was to transform Tang Ze from a fallen devil into a fallen devil wizard, but there seemed to be a mistake in a certain link.

Although he has strengthened his body, Tang Ze failed to awaken his ability, at most he is considered a wizard seed.

"Hey, these fallen demons have never seen meditating, their IQs are suppressed!"

Tang Ze was humming and in a very good mood. He suddenly stood up and looked down at his companions beside him.

A group of fallen demons screamed and took a few steps back, because in their eyes, Tang Ze suddenly turned into a giant with a figure similar to that of a human being. In addition, the devil's horns were not protruding at all, which was very human-like, which aroused the hidden desire in their hearts. fear.

"Quiet!"

The old fallen magician knocked on the banner staff and said in a hoarse voice.

The fallen demons suddenly became quiet, with fearful expressions on their faces. Obviously, they respected the fallen demon wizards more.

"I can actually understand the old wizard's speech."

"It's over, one step away from normal people."

Tang Ze was taken aback. Although the Sorcerer Sorcerer just now was still chattering, he already understood what it meant.

This feeling is mysterious and mysterious, as if I have transformed into a bird and suddenly understand the rhythm of the bird's song.

He's a little frustrated, it's not what he wants.

"Spell, failed, start again?"

"Hope, you become, the successor."

The old fallen witch wearing a dark golden bone necklace turned around, stared at Tang Ze, and said slowly.

Facing the pair of cloudy yellow eyes, Tang Ze was inexplicably guilty and his mouth felt parched.

He could understand the speech of the fallen magician, but he couldn't speak the devil's language.

Tang Ze has no interest in being a fallen witch, what a joke, he is determined to become a normal person.

"No, no, no."

Tang Ze kept shaking his head and refused directly.

A look of disappointment flashed in its eyes, and the elder, who was respected by all the fallen demons, nodded, turned around and walked away slowly, his back hunched.

Suddenly, the hopeful image of the old wizard holding a bowl of red water appeared in his mind. Tang Ze was shocked and felt a little tight in his chest.

In any case, the Fallen Demon Sorcerer in front of him gave him a rebirth, which was a great favor to him.

He asked himself that in his previous life he had never begged anyone, owed no debts, and lived a magnanimous life.

Might as well give it a try?
"I, shall I try?"

Tang Ze grabbed the old Sinister Demon Sorcerer, expressing his intentions somewhat at a loss.

"You are talented."

"outstanding."

Undisguised relief appeared on its face, and the Sinking Demon Wizard was not stingy with his praise.

It slowly took off the dark gold bone necklace around its neck, and put it on Tang Ze solemnly.

The surrounding fallen demons calmed down, and the scene in front of them exuded a solemn and solemn atmosphere.

"Protection, responsibility."

The hoarse voice was vague, but surprisingly heavy.

The biggest official in his previous life was the captain of the Young Pioneers. He was unknown in high school and university. I thought the solemnity of the leader in his heart had long since disappeared.

Tang Ze realized that the old wizard in front of him had tied the fate of a group of fallen demons to him.

In Diablo 2, the insignificant Sinking Demon is a waste-level monster everywhere, but Tang Ze can't think so now.

Since we shoulder the lives of our companions, we must fulfill the responsibility of protection.

He understood the deep meaning of the old wizard.

"I will."

Regardless of whether the old wizard understood it or not, Tang Ze took a deep breath and nodded heavily.

"Lacanihue!"

The old wizard slowly raised the banner staff, and the pattern of the devil swayed in the wind, shouting to celebrate Tang Ze's ascension.

"La Kanishu!" "La Kanishu!" "La Kanishu!"

The fallen demons shouted excitedly, celebrating the birth of the new leader.

"I'm so sorry for this situation."

Tang Ze scratched his head, thinking that he had to act like a leader, so that everyone could rest assured.

He came up with what he thought was a very standard "forward stretching biceps". Although the fallen demons didn't quite understand what it meant, Tang Ze's strong body made them cheer even more enthusiastically.

But the green fruit hidden in his crotch rolled out of his crotch again with his large movements.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the little blue fruit rolled down and stopped in front of a fallen demon.

"Hello?"

The fallen demon stared wide-eyed, staring at the fruit contaminated with Tang Ze's breath in astonishment.

In the solemn atmosphere, Tang Ze walked over without changing his expression, picked up the green fruit, wiped it, and bit it down.

Still that sweet and sour, Tang Ze smiled slightly, showing his white teeth.

Looking at the two Fallen Demon wizards with surprised faces, and a group of Fallen Demons, Tang Ze was very calm.

Now that he has become the leader, first of all, he should not care about the eyes of others.

"Right, that is it."

Tangze took another hard bite and smacked his lips.

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Two figures crossed the white stone wall and set foot on the green field of the bloody wasteland.

"The flow of natural magic power has become faster, and there are a lot of resentful souls gathering here."

"The bloody wasteland is indeed occupied by demons."

The voice is sweet, but cold.

The figure is about 170cm tall, with brown and sharp eyes under the gray felt hat, like a falcon, but has a pretty and lovely face.

Exquisite leather armor outlines a charming and delicate body, with a wrist sword and a small round shield on his back, and several small bags tied around his waist, with traces of dried blood on them.

There is no doubt that this is an adventurer, her profession is "Assassin" (Assassin). After confirming that there is no danger around, she lowers her eyes, her beautiful brown-gray eyes are covered by her slender eyelashes, she raises her head slightly, and her short hair of the same color gently Shake.

Different from the sharpness of the assassin girl, another young girl who was traveling with her was elegant and luxurious, and her gray robe could not hide her dignity. Her soft blond hair hung like a waterfall, and her skin was fair. You could notice the astonishing look just by looking at her chin. charm.

It's a pity that she is much shorter than the assassin girl, with a somewhat petite body, only 162cm.

"Let's go."

The blond girl pulled down the brim of her hat and waved the dark wooden stick in her hand. Her words were soft but crisp, like crisp apples.

Forced by the majesty of the "Sorceress" girl, the assassin girl stuck out her tongue and spoke with a smile.

"It is a great honor, my mistress."

Unfortunately, the mage girl didn't appreciate it, she snorted coldly, "Snack, Naniya, this is not Westmarch."

"Don't forget the tragedy of those high-ranking female monks in [Blind Eyes]. The power of demons is invisible, even if they are strong-willed..."

She sighed, as if she had stabbed a sore spot, and immediately stopped her meaningless complaints.

"In any case, we are one step closer to our goal."

Saying so, his sapphire-like eyes stared at the distance, the end of that direction.

It is the location of "Rogue Camp".

Regarding the distance, they have the advanced magic prop "detection disc" in their hands, and they are about 27 kilometers away from the destination.

Judging from their walking speed, they can reach there before dark, of course, provided that they don't conflict with wandering monsters, which will delay the trip.

"We have to change lanes every three kilometers, and the density of monsters in this area is very high."

The mage pointed to the map displayed on the disc, and the surrounding red dots were very dense. "I heard that there is a cave in the bloody wasteland. Many evil forces are hidden in it, and most of them are here."

"Then we changed the route. There are only some scattered fallen demons on this road, which is much safer."

She played with the tips of her blond hair, showing her bright white teeth.

There are still many monsters encountered along the way, except for some "zombies" who were left alone, and the fallen demon who was frightened away, they also met the troublesome "spike demon". To hang the lottery.

The shiny metallic spikes were pulled out one by one by Nania. She squinted at the depression on the buckler, and then blew.

"The monster's strength is between LV1~LV3, and its attributes are very weak. It can be seen that the power of the "Evil Moon" has not yet enveloped this place. "

Naniya contacted the mysterious power in her body and successfully spied the level data of zombies and spike demons.

"This thing is really not easy to use. Every time I open the panel, I need to meditate."

Hearing Naniya's dissatisfaction, the mage girl couldn't help laughing. She shook her head helplessly: "This is the power given to us by the angels. Only with it can we fight against demons."

"It is said that the Horadrim Brotherhood has a complete method of power operation, and its secrets are hidden in the hands of the members of the organization."

"If that mystery can be found, all evil will be invisible."

Naniya pursed her lips and said, "Miss, the Horadrim no longer exists. Even if it still exists, our Westmarch Knights are not inferior. I think about those antiques all day long. How can we improve? How can we improve?" Defeat the demons..."

"···"

The mage was speechless, she turned her beautiful eyes and got up from the rock, "You are right, let's continue on our way."

Influenced by the mages of the sect since she was a child, she longed to follow the ruts of history to pursue the "true mystery of magic", that is, the old path of the Horadrim. After all, the Horadrim Brotherhood once gathered the most outstanding heroes of mankind. The sacred organization in the world is the sanctuary of order and justice.

And Naniya trained with the master assassin, advocated the way of will and balance, and held the concept that "power comes from the will of the user". She had no interest in organizations like the Horadrim buried in the smoke of time, and even more so To be precise, she is not interested in obsolete old things.

Use everything you know to fight, and only by looking straight ahead can you continue to improve and become stronger. This is the creed taught by the master assassin.

Naniya was sure of that.

The mage girl understood this, so she stopped arguing with Naniya.

"Wait a minute, there's the voice of the Sinking Demon."

Nanya suddenly became serious, grabbed the mage's white hand, quietly took off the wrist sword, and listened with bated breath.

The mage girl used her magic power, and she also heard the cries of "Hello Ka" and "Lakanishu" in the distance.

"There are a lot of them, there should be a fallen magician inside."

The mage girl opened her eyes with a dignified expression.

"Then what are you waiting for, Sorcerer Sorrow can't let it go, watch me tear it up."

Naniya smiled and shook the wrist sword in her hand, looking eager to try.

Although they have always avoided collisions with monsters, it is different when they meet the Fallen Sorcerer.

Every fallen magician is promoted by the fallen magician, and the sacrifice for the promotion is human life. It can be said that there are several human lives under the feet of the fallen magician.

It is the deadly enemy of human beings.

"Of course we can't let it go, we have to find a chance."

The mage girl looked at the darkening sky and said softly.

(End of this chapter)