A common tavern that connects all fantasy worlds

As for Zul, it's not that he can't understand the people's fear of Rathma believers. Who wouldn't be afraid of death?A sect that represents death and studies death, isn't it a good thing if you don't listen to it?

But... there is life and there is death, and the opposite is that there is death and life.What's there to love about life if it doesn't come to an end?

It is precisely because of the strong perception of "death" by the followers of Rathma that they are awakened, and the land of sanctuary is undergoing shocking changes.

Just a few days ago, the leader of the sect summoned Zul to go, and said to him with a serious face: "You are going to Tristram, where the breath of death is suddenly abnormally thick!"

If it was Tristram, then this matter must be a big deal... because that is where the heroes sealed Diablo, and it is the real name written in history.

So Zull set out.As the most powerful of the younger generation of Rasmas, he knew that his responsibility must not be taken lightly.

However, he obviously underestimated the difficulties he would encounter on the road.

The ship that carried him docked at King's Harbor, and all the way north, he encountered a large group of evil creatures on the grasslands south of Tristram.

Sinking Demons, Blade Demons, and Dark Demons, these small monsters appeared in groups. In each camp, hundreds of disgusting little monsters gathered into tribe-like units. The prairie was extremely noisy.

At a glance, such camps can be seen everywhere on the plain, and the almost continuous bonfires made Zuer's heart drop to the bottom of the valley.

These guys are not tall, and their fighting power is not strong. In fact, they are not difficult to deal with. The problem is that their number is almost endless, and there are monster wizards with twisted staffs appearing in the camp... It can revive its own kind, so that it can be completely destroyed. The difficulty of clearing a camp increases exponentially.

No, that's not the most serious problem... The really serious question is, why are these hell monsters openly appearing around Tristram?

A place where a demon king has been defeated and sealed will repel evil on a "mysterious" level, not to mention fallen demons around, not even a skeleton will get up.

Someone who shouldn't be here now... that can only have one reason, Tristram has fallen into darkness, defeated or controlled by the forces of hell.

The Lord of Terror is here and he's out of trouble!

"This is really a big deal..."

Zull thought so.

He wanted so much to cross this grassland and go to Tristram to see what happened, but the camps of those little monsters were so dense that he couldn't find his way.

The only idea I can think of now... is to summon a few skeletons or a stone goblin, tell them to attract the attention of those monsters, and walk around the area along the tree line next to the hill.

Although simple, the plan is really likely to be successful, because as a necromancer taught by Rathma, in addition to being able to summon undead, he also masters a variety of spells to curse and weaken the enemy, one of which is called "" "Dark Vision", which can reduce the range of the enemy's visual perception, the effect is like a black fog suddenly forming in front of the eyes.

This spell is perfect for hiding from the enemy's sight...

Zul picked a corner where he could not be found and squatted down, and first summoned a clay stone demon.

Its huge and sturdy body gradually stood up from the ground, and the black and yellow soil around it formed a humanoid body shape under the guidance of mana, making it look like a gorilla that just got up after rolling in a pit. .Because of the dampness of this grassland, most parts of its body are muddy and rotten, which is overwhelming from the sight and smell.

This thing does not require any casting materials, as long as you are in the wild and there is mud around you, it can be summoned. It can also use the muddy body to stick to the enemy and slow down the opponent's movement speed, just like stepping into a mud pit... If it happens It would be even better to meet that kind of enemy who is a bit clean. Every time it is attacked, it will splash out a large cloud of sludge mixed with something. If it can't kill you, it will disgust you to death.

And what's even better is that it is relatively resistant to beatings, even if it is surrounded and beaten by a small monster like the Fallen Demon for a night, it will not be a big deal.

Unless the Fallen Demon wizard spared no expense in using mana to dry its body with fire before attacking.

When the clay stone demon walked towards the fallen demon's camp with clumsy and slow steps according to his instructions, Zuer looked around, bent down, and set off in another direction.

At the beginning, the plan went smoothly. The little monsters yelled "Wow, wow" and rushed towards the clay stone monster. Several camps were attracted by this thing. Zuer, who walked quietly in the shadow of the trees, made it impossible for him to use his "dimmed vision".

But just as the necromancer was about to bypass this area and move on, a pair of scarlet eyes in the forest lit up.

The leather armor on his body was quickly covered with a layer of devil's breath, and the skin that had lost its blood color turned pale or even pale blue, and sharp bony horns protruded from the flesh and blood around the head.

A female archer who died in the forest at some unknown time was revived under the influence of demon power.

She fixed her eyes on Zuer who was lowering his body and advancing in the forest, opened the bow in her hand, and shot a powerful arrow with a "swish".

The moment the feather arrow left the bowstring, Zuer had already sensed the imminent crisis, closed his eyes lightly, stretched out his hand upwards, and shouted: "Come on!"

Several pieces of armor made of white bones and shaped like fused ribs quickly emerged from the air around him, circling around his body, just in time to block the arrow that was heading straight for his back.

There was only a light "click", and bone chips splashed.

Zuer secretly marveled at the strength of the arrow, and didn't have time to think about whether it would attract attention. He turned his head and waved his hand, first cast "Dark Vision", and then several bone spears swished towards the arrow. fly away.

Although the archer lost his vision, his other senses were still sensitive. After a few jumps, he hid in the shadow of the trees, causing the bone spears made by Zuer to fall into the empty space.

"Tsk..."

The necromancer smacked his lips and clenched his back teeth.

It doesn't take much effort for him to get rid of this archer, but it is impossible to hide his whereabouts anymore... In fact, when he looks back to the camp, he will find that several blade demons and dark wizards have noticed this side His mana fluctuated, and he began to look suspiciously at this one.

Just when he was in a dilemma, the female archer with scarlet eyes appeared again, as if she couldn't judge his position under the influence of "dark vision", she simply pulled out several arrows from her quiver, and prepared to cover her. shooting.It seems that even in death, corrupted by demons, her fighting instincts are still there - she must have been a powerful fighter in life.

Zul had no other choice but to calm down and prepare other spells... Since he couldn't avoid the battle, he had to make a quick decision so that he could escape as soon as possible before the little monsters surrounded him.

But before he could make any further moves, he felt the sky suddenly darken.

This is not the effect of dim vision, but the night sky is really covered by dark clouds, rumbling thunder rolls from the sky to the top of the fallen demon's camp.

Those little monsters were frightened by the thunder, and they ran and screamed in the camp. Naturally, no one paid attention to the situation of Zuer at the edge of the forest.

In the blink of an eye, a bolt of lightning suddenly fell from the sky and hit the archer. The destructive energy burned it into a piece of coke. His arms turned to ashes together.

Lightning flashed in his eyes, the magic power in the golden headband hadn't faded, and the long straight chestnut hair that was originally scattered on his back was flying in the air.

The person who appeared in front of him was wearing luxurious clothes made of silk, with a lot of ornaments of various shapes hanging on his body, holding a willow staff that was as tall as a person in his hand, and his eyes were full of confidence and rebellion.

A mage...or rather, a witch.

"... Rathmas? Let me ask you, do you see that door in the middle of the woodland?"

the witch asked.

Zul turned his head in the direction she pointed out, and sure enough, he saw a lonely wooden door standing in the middle of the woodland.

There is no wall, no house, just a door, standing among the fallen leaves.The sign on the door was enchanted by some kind of magic, and it shone with colorful streamers in the dark night, clearly and dazzlingly——

"bar".

Chapter 25 Fateful Encounter

No matter how you look at it, there is something wrong with this tavern.

Of course, the most strange thing is that except for the two of them, all the monsters in the vicinity turned a blind eye to the door that appeared suddenly...

Here I have to explain a little bit, hell demons are not without wisdom, their wisdom is often much stronger than that of humans, and it is common for them to deceive and use humans; it is just that they do not refuse anyone who takes refuge, so Humanoid creatures with low IQs like the Fallen can also make a name for themselves in the army of hell, lowering their average IQ.

Having said that, the demons are at most just using these humanoid creatures to cause more trouble for Sanctuary.

Just like humans open up fields and water plants, demons will also give magic power to these little monsters, allowing them to invade the living space that belongs to humans and make the world more dangerous.

There can be no things in the world that humans can see and understand, but demons can't.Even the teleportation spell is just a special adjustment of the flow of magic power to make it "unusable" for the demons.

"What magical magic can create such a door?"

The female mage Issandra was talking to herself.

Necromancer Zul looked back at the small demon's camp and the dark clouds floating above it.

There was no rain, only thunderstorms fell from there, burning one demon after another into scorched corpses; of course, this could not be natural weather, but the witch's masterpiece.

He doesn't have to worry about being discovered anymore. Those fallen demons and sharp blade demons are in a mess, running around to avoid lightning strikes. The wizards are chanting spells to revive their fallen brethren. For a while, they have no energy to pay attention to other places, even his clay stone. Demon City took the opportunity to walk into a fallen demon camp, and crushed to death a certain fallen magic wizard who wanted to cast a fire spell.

"If you're curious, why don't we go in and have a look?" Zuer turned his head and said to the witch.

The witch stared at him and smiled mockingly: "I never knew that Rathma believers could be so reckless. You may not see it, but I can clearly feel the terrifying energy behind this door , it's like the whole universe is running in it... This is at least a pocket space.

"Do you want to just break into other people's domains? Do you know that there are no more than three archmages who can tear a part of the space and create a stable passage between the pocket space and the world? This kind of person To crush us is as easy as crushing an ant with your fingers."

"Then why doesn't he crush us in a more convenient way?" Zul shrugged, "Since we don't have the ability to resist at all, we can only believe that the other party has no malicious intentions at least. This is an invitation, and it says 'Bar ', we might as well have a drink. My treat."

Issandra thought it over and realized that he was right.

The door was so strange that it couldn't possibly be a trap: who would have set up a trap so alarmingly so that it would be obvious at a glance?

The white-haired necromancer on the opposite side thought of something, and continued: "Also, how long will your thunder cloud spell last? Anyway, it can't be permanent, right? Those little monsters will recover sooner or later, and even attract more monsters. Troublesome fellow."

"...Hmph. A drink is fine, but the treats are free. Who doesn't know that you Rathmas are a bunch of poor ghosts."

Issandra snorted, and the magic in her eyes finally dissipated, revealing a pair of amber pupils.

Zull said nothing more.Compared with you witches, everyone in this world is poor... The money needed to study occult arts is calculated in huge quantities. Many mages will make some magic items part-time and sell them to those who are in urgent need to get money.

Let's put it this way, the income and expenditure of mages are another order of magnitude, so that even gold coins cannot be used as the transaction unit between them. After all, no one can bear a sack of gold coins in a transaction.

I heard that some mages would use a magic ring with a constant effect as an equivalent, but Zul couldn't imagine that picture anyway.

The two pushed open the door one after the other, and walked into the darkness.

The eyes are suddenly bright, the bright lights are like daytime, the open terrace is blowing a gentle breeze, and the sound of people talking and laughing can be heard from the bar.

"It seems that we are not the only ones here..." Issandra said.

In front of the bar, several people were studying the symbol on photographer Leon's chest.

It finally stopped bleeding, but it didn't mean to heal or be erased, it just stayed on his chest conspicuously.

"...Uh, I don't want to eat raw meat anymore, so it shouldn't matter, right?"

Leon was a little embarrassed to be stared at his bare chest by so many people, especially his figure was only average, considered healthy but definitely not strong.

"The problem still exists." Xue Li coughed and said, "Didn't you return to vegetarianism? The meatloaf just now tasted so delicious. Your transformation is probably just 'suspended', not 'cancelled'."

After the paladin Jace burned the entire Wendigo worshiping organization with his "Holy Shock", it seemed that those monsters had no time to pay attention to Leon.Compared with a "butcher" responsible for feeding them, the destruction of the entire sect is obviously a heavier blow and a more urgent matter that needs to be dealt with first, so at least at this level, Leon is safe, and no one will come to him again.

But on another level, that is, the "transformation" in mysticism, no one knows what happened, and there is no way to erase this symbol.

The tavern's most reliable mystic consultant is a Taoist priest. With his knowledge, he doesn't know if he can analyze the essence of the Wendigo and help Leon get rid of the fate of "one day he will fall in the future".If he can't do it, then I have to ask some gods to try it out.

As for the paladins, Amazons, and barbarians who are around now, they are also helpless in this situation.From their point of view, this photographer is perfectly normal, human from the inside out... eats meat?Who doesn't eat meat?

Just as Boss Xue was thinking about these thoughts, a voice suddenly sounded beside him: "...it's the flow of life force."

In the eyes of everyone, the necromancer Zul walked forward calmly, stretched out his pale hand and touched the symbol engraved on Leon's chest.

"... Strange, I've never seen this rune before, what does it mean?"

"This guest..." Xue Li was about to say something, when the paladin Jess frowned and said in a low voice, "Rathma believers?"

Only now did Zuer notice the heavily armed guy beside him, looked up, and frowned in return: "Paladin?"

Cassia the Amazon stretched out her hand to hold her forehead, and explained to other people who didn't know why: "The Rathma religion is a sect that has been passed down from ancient times to the present, and its members are basically dead souls who can summon the dead to fight for them." Mage...Of course, the Hand of Zakarum and the Rathma Cult have always been enemies, so I don't need to say the reason?"

The two stared at each other like fighting cocks, but they didn't move until the female mage who was half a head shorter than Cassia, but also had a good figure and beautiful appearance came forward, smiled and walked towards the bar. Pressed a few gold coins on the table: "Give me and the white-haired man over there a glass of wine each,... No, give that tin can a glass too, I invite you."

"I don't accept unreasonable gifts from others." Jess replied with a sullen face.

"The reason is that you are pleasing to the eye. Is this the head office? Don't accept unreasonable gifts... The trial court in the hand of Zakarum is almost becoming a tool for the nobles to eliminate dissidents. Their charges are very expensive Oh, and it's usually credited as a 'gift'."

Issandra said.

Before she came to Candulas, she hunted sea snakes in the wetlands, Kurast and the Sea of ​​Light in the Eastern Continent, and used their skins to make sea snake leather armor. During this period, she dealt with the hand of Zakarum .

Those people are still able to use the Holy Light, Heaven should bear the greatest responsibility.

"I'm not a member of Zakarum's Hand." Jess said, knowing that it was impossible to make any attack moves here, he didn't try again, just sat down and calmly accepted the glass of wine that the witch bought him .

Boss Xue, who was finally able to ask the business, served each of the three people a glass of wine, and asked the necromancer who was still observing the symbol, making goosebumps on Leon's body: "What did you just say? What is the flow of life?"

Zuer took the wine glass, thanked the boss, and glanced at him... The witch said just now that the owner of this place is an archmage with supreme power. Why did the meeting's attitude suddenly become so casual?And these people around, one is a barbarian on the Arreat plateau, one is an Amazon warrior from the archipelago, and the other is a paladin... They don't seem to be able to resist this kind of power.

But since the other party asked a question, he had to answer it.

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"I can't see the magical structure of this rune, but it is transforming this friend's own 'flesh' into energy. But it is strange... Although the flow pattern of life force is like this, his 'flesh' is No less..."

The words were very convoluted, but Boss Xue could understand what he meant, and he also knew why the total amount of flesh and blood hadn't decreased—of course it was because of this tavern.Leon didn't succumb to this transformation, didn't eat people, so of course he could only use himself to supplement the rune consumption.It seems that he still won't be able to get out of this tavern in the short term...

He rubbed his chin and thought for a while, then asked again: "So can you solve it?"

"Destroying this rune also means destroying his life. I can't think of a way now. I may have to study the sect's spells again." Zuer replied, "But it's not now, our world seems to be happening. more dangerous changes."

The savage Dosten finally heard the words he could understand and experienced, and immediately asked, "Do you know what happened?"

Zuul took a deep breath: "... Tristram has fallen."

Chapter 26 Rogue Camp

In the jungle in the middle of the night, with the light of a certain amulet, several figures walked through the thorny road and headed north.

Cassia, the Amazon, is the leader. She is familiar with all kinds of terrain, and can maximize the direction and speed of the team in the late night march, and her amulet is brighter than in that "modern" world Yes, after being placed on the back of her hand by her, things within a dozen yards around can be outlined in the faint light.

After the barbarian Dosten is broken, his strong physique can withstand any sudden attack that may appear from the rear of the team, and his proficiency in various weapons also enables him to quickly assist teammates in any position in the team.

Paladin Jess walked in the middle with two other people. If you were careful, you could find a circle of yellow, round, revolving lights around his feet, looming in the shadows of the vegetation...that is The "vigor" aura can increase the team's movement speed and stamina, and it's perfect for traveling.

Mage Issandra certainly has a more convenient way to move, but she didn't want to leave the team at this time, and asked the necromancer beside her in a low voice: "Is your sect doing well, the flow of vitality? I can't see it at all. What's weird about which rune, is it really a rune?"