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"Our sect has some special methods." Zuer replied boringly.

"...Hmph. How about this, I'll use the trick of 'Blizzard' to exchange this special method with you, how about it?"

Zuer finally turned his head to look at her, and asked calmly: "If you had this talent, wouldn't you have become a member of the Rathma cult? The reason why I can see the flow of life force is because I once died Once...all of us in our sect."

"Resurrection after death?" Issandra nodded and stopped asking.

In this world, resurrection from the dead is not an absolutely impossible thing to happen, the more powerful the creature is, the more likely it is to be resurrected... The most powerful ones can't even die at all, not the kind of regenerated corpses" The resurrection of slowly recovering" is that it cannot be killed from the conceptual level.

As for the reason, no one has explained it. Issandra guessed that it might be because they are part of the world.

Even those powerful heroes can only choose to seal Diablo's will in the soul stone... That battle has not been too long, and the entire sanctuary is still immersed in the ecstasy of defeating the devil king of hell among.Prince Aidan defeated the Lord of Terror, killed King Leoric who had been corrupted into Skeletor, and ended the suffering of Khanduras and Westmarch, and the news spread quickly throughout Sanctuary.

To be precise... that battle has only been a few months away.

I'm afraid the people of Tristram haven't woken up from the carnival, the city that looks like a "new holy city" has fallen again.

Her question was answered, but the necromancer Zul still had questions.

He asked in a low voice: "Didn't you say that the person who created that space is very scary? Why did he change his attitude so quickly after entering?"

"...Of course because the boss is not the one who created that space. He is probably just a manager... There is no trace of supernatural power on him, but I think he can decide many rules there." Yishan Della answered vaguely.

"Is this your intuition as a spellcaster?"

The female mage showed a mysterious smile: "The intuition of a witch, thank you. When describing it, you have to add the female affix, because this intuition is not only related to magic."

Beside the two, the paladin Jace, who took off his helmet, raised his head and looked in the direction of Tristram.

No sooner had the city been liberated from King Leoric's madness than the demons destroyed it; the light that rose and reflected in the sky must have come from burning houses, not from the lights of civilization.

Does justice really have a place in this world?Is it true that no matter how hard humans try, they will eventually fall into the hands of evil?

"Where are we going?" After walking for a while, the witch Issandra asked.

"...We want to find the living Candullas and ask what happened to Tristram." The paladin Jess, who is temporarily in charge of decision-making in this team, replied.

After leaving the photographer Leon in the tavern for the time being, they still came back—the fall of Tristram was very shocking news, and several fighters from Sanctuary immediately couldn't sit still.

After discussing, they unanimously decided to return to this land immediately to find out what happened.

Jace wouldn't want to be with a Rathma, especially in this dark time: their ability to manipulate the dead is so demonic that some Zakarum paladins are indeed Hunted them as demons.

But he's already said...he's not like those guys.

The Knights Templar of Westmarch left from the east and headed for the westernmost tip of the continent because they were dissatisfied with the church's bloody and cruel treatment of heresy.

Their creed is to "eliminate the root of corruption and protect innocent people", and no matter how suspicious that Necromancer is, he must be innocent until he does anything really anti-human.

The other party could obviously see how he felt, walking quietly in the middle of the team without any unusual actions, except that he would occasionally cast curse spells on the surroundings to ensure that everyone's marching route would not be disturbed by monsters.

Cassia, the Amazon at the head of the team, also answered: "The Tristram Monastery should still be there, let's go over there and have a look... It is built on the hillside, has sufficient food supplies, and there are The Blind Sisters and Rogue Warriors are stationed, and I, as an Amazon, can speak in front of them."

"With all due respect..." the witch suddenly said, "With the density of monsters we've seen, the monastery may not really be 'still'."

The Amazon wanted to go back and refute something, but swallowed again.

Witches have never been known for being good at caring about other people's emotions. She just expressed her thoughts frankly, not necessarily finding fault on purpose.

When the sky was dark, several people finally passed through the jungle and found a human camp by the river on the plain.

The fence made of picket piles, the river and the drawbridge in front of the door can resist the invasion of small monsters; the archers on the watchtower cast their vigilant eyes around, and around the still-extinguished brazier, the smooth copper mirror gathers beams of light , scanning the flat ground in front of the camp; the camp is full of temporary tents, but it is still orderly.

At this time, the people in the camp had already woken up. The archers were changing their guards, and a few wisps of cooking smoke rose up. Compared with the chaos of demons dancing in other places on the plain, it was a rare calm.

But Cassia frowned...

Where do these people come from?Tristram?Why did they travel so far to set up camp?

As the team approached, she also discovered more things that were wrong... The archers on both sides of the suspension bridge and on the watchtower were all women, wearing half-length leather armor and combing ponytails. They were the Rogues of the Blind Sisters Order .

Seeing that there were people in sight, several people had already quickened their pace, and when the sun was fully rising, they came to the camp.

The Amazonian Cassia raised her head, showing her blond hair, raised her left hand, and made a greeting gesture commonly used in the clan, shouting: "I am Amazon! Sisters, please let us in."

The Luoge sisters on the watchtower whispered to each other, and some jumped down from the watchtower to report to the camp.

After a while, the suspension bridge on the river creaked down, and a group of people walked into the camp under the gaze of the archers.

Amazon's guarantee is of course useful, but on the other hand, there is someone who is obviously a paladin in this team...then there must be no minions of demons among these people.

What is the symbol of a paladin?There may be many kinds, but the most obvious one is the aura under the feet.

It just so happened that there was a person in the camp who could recognize the aura of a paladin.

The tall and strong senior female warrior Kasya greeted several people, and especially hugged Cassia.

"Sister, I never thought I would see an Amazon in this land, you must be very brave to come here. Many of our Rogue sisters have been cursed, and you and these adventurers must also Be careful."

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Cassia responded to her enthusiasm, and then asked the question that everyone behind her was most concerned about: "Sister, where did you escape from? Is it Tristram? How should we go to the monastery?"

"No...we just escaped from the monastery." Kasha sighed, "The place has fallen, and the road to the east across the mountains has been cut off.

"Andariel, the Queen of Pain, seduced our nuns and slaughtered the rest. Only the blind Akara nuns guided us and a group of Rogues to escape.

"There are also some people who escaped from Tristram in the camp, but most of them are only residents from the outskirts of the city... The demons came too fast, and the city had no time to react.

"We set up camps here to collect refugees, but to be honest... few people can come here. The earth has been occupied by demons, human corpses have been abandoned in the wilderness, and the flesh and blood of our compatriots are being swallowed by evil!"

Cassia couldn't believe what she heard, a storm was already brewing in her heart.She couldn't suppress her grief, so she raised her voice and asked, "Where are there so many demons in Candulas? Andariel? Didn't she rebel against the Three Demon Gods? Could it be that this camp is..."

"Yes, sister, in this camp are the last survivors near Tristram."

Kasha let out a long sigh and said, "Even many Rogues under me have been corrupted, occupying the woods and caves in the wilderness. Come on, I'll take you to see Akara...Your questions will be answered by her wisdom." answer."

Chapter 27 The Forms of Justice

It was with Akara, the blind nun, that the squad first heard about the "Dark Wanderer."

"He hid his whole body in the burqa and stepped into the monastery. The flames spread from his feet, and the monastery was full of sisters crying in pain; the earth was split open, and demons crawled endlessly from the ground Out, courtyards, barracks, cathedrals, everywhere they emit sulfur smell.

"At that moment we knew that he was no longer on the side of humanity, that he had no mercy for our pain and suffering... he was the betrayer of the world.

"What is even more distressing is that the Dark Wanderer was originally a hero, Aidan, the warrior who saved Tristram... He went to the East through the monastery. No one knows his destination, but when he finishes, he will Whatever you do, the world will be turned upside down.”

While talking, Akara led everyone to her tent.In addition to giving them scrolls of teleportation and identification, she also showed the most valuable item of the entire nuns that she rescued from the monastery-"blind eyes".

From the outside, it is just a crystal ball that is not very transparent, but the high-ranking nun in the church branched from Amazon can use it to see the future.

I don't know what exactly Akara saw. In short, she had an attitude of trust and expectation for this adventurer team from the very beginning.

Since this is just a temporary camp, it is not complete in terms of defense. People in the camp can only live in tents. If a large number of monsters attack, this place will be destroyed quickly... Even Tristram City and Even the tall and strong walls of the monastery could not resist these demons.

Therefore, Akara, the actual controller of the camp, asked these fighters to go to clear the threats in the wilderness, and not let them gather their forces and attack the survivor camp.

At the same time, Kasha, the commander of Rogue, who has been unable to get any manpower, also approached the Amazons, and solemnly asked her to go to the cemetery and kill the legend who once killed Diablo with Prince Aidan. The archer, the most admired sister of the Rogues, the one who is now called "Blood Crow".

"I'll kill her myself," said the Amazon.

Therefore, the team will now discuss how to complete the two tasks entrusted by the camp.

"We can complete two things at the same time, to ensure the safety of this camp as soon as possible, and to catch up with that 'Dark Wanderer'... No matter what he wants to do, we must stop him." Witch Issandra said.

The paladin also nodded in agreement, and made further comments: "...Then why don't we divide into two groups now, one group goes to eliminate the monsters in the wasteland, and the other group goes to the large cemetery on the icy plain to eliminate the blood crows."

Of course Cassia chose to go to kill the Blood Crow. For the Amazons, the Rogue Archers were also their sisters.If you can get rid of the corrupted and suffering sisters yourself, you don't have to do it in the hands of others.

"Then I'll go to the necropolis too... Kasha said that there are strange spell fluctuations there, and I can just go and see what's going on." The witch patted the shoulder of the barbarian next to him and said, "Big man, I need a How about you, a warrior who can protect me when I cast spells?"

Dosten just nodded.

He just got a tower shield from the blacksmith in the camp, a strong woman of highland descent, Chasina. discounted price.

Jess wanted to agree, but suddenly found that the grouping method was not right... So he and the Rathma were the ones who went to the wasteland and caves to wipe out monsters?

The combat power in the camp had reached its limit to maintain safety and protect the unarmed people. Naturally, it was impossible to give them any more manpower, so he had to go with the necromancer only.

"The world is facing a crisis, Jess. I think since you have sworn to treat everyone equally, you must also treat Zuul equally. He is our indispensable combat force and an important force to protect mankind!"

Cassia winked, and pulled her two partners directly to set off.

The Icy Plain is not close to here, and there is still a dangerous monster distribution area, so there is not much time to delay.Although none of them are afraid of the night, but as we all know...it is better to deal with demons during the day.

Zul shrugged too, and took out his spell-casting tools...a wand that appeared to be made of human leg bones, a straw-bound bottle with a miniature skull in it.

Jess' face darkened immediately.

The necromancer explained slowly: "This is the leg bone of the tree lurker, and that is the skull of the Styx doll. Your benevolent objects don't include monsters, do you, paladin?"

"I hope I don't find out that you have ever hurt human beings in the end." That's all the paladin could answer.

"Don't worry, we are not interested in living people."

After a not-so-pleasant conversation, the two-man team set off together to the evil cave above the wilderness.

This place was discovered by the Rogge scouts sent by Kasha, and I don't know why a large number of monsters gathered, and even the ground at the entrance of the cave was almost stepped out of the way... Under normal circumstances, only the fallen demons have the minimum Intellectual monsters live in groups, not zombies raised from death by demonic forces, beasts that roam the dark, and so on.

Probably the monsters in the wasteland outside the entire forest crawled out of the caves. Given the magnitude of the monsters there, if they attacked the camp, they could easily destroy the home of the survivors.

Kasha's troops were too few, and those scouts who were killed by monsters in the wilderness were still being transformed into merciless enemies by the blood crow...the situation was critical.

However, can only two people solve such a big trouble?

Whether it's the paladin Jess or the necromancer Zul, they really don't know what to do.However, if the enemies in the cave cannot be dealt with, then there is no need to talk about chasing the dark wanderers. A few people will stay in this camp and try to survive until the day the world is destroyed!

Soon, the evil cave appeared in the sight of the two.

Maybe it's because it's daytime... There are no wandering monsters near the entrance of the cave, only a corpse lying beside it.

The paladin raised the shield in his hand, alerting the surrounding situation, and the two walked towards the dead body together.

It was a Rogue archer... He also looked very young, about sixteen or seventeen years old, with long hair tied into a ponytail at the back of his head, and his face was covered with blood that had solidified and mixed with mud.

Her chest and abdomen have been hollowed out, and her internal organs don't know where they went. Judging from the marks on the wound, she was still alive when she was disembowelled.

There are not many personal belongings on her body. Everything that may be valuable or useful has been looted by the fallen demons, and there is no record of her name or anything that can prove her identity. Probably in this kind of world, even this Girls at this age should also leave their "self" behind.

Zuer squatted there to check for a while, expressed his respect with the etiquette taught by Rathma, and stood up to chant the mantra.

The paladin who had been paying attention to this side suddenly rushed over, pressed his hand, and asked in disbelief: "...you want to use your evil spells to desecrate the body of this heroic spirit who dedicated himself to mankind?"

"First of all, I have to point out that 'heroic spirit' generally refers to the soul. Then, if you are asking if I want to use her corpse as a raw material for casting spells... Yes, I do intend to do so."

Zul, who had been trying his best to hold back the paladin and didn't want to confront him directly, suddenly became firm and replied like this.

Jess' eyes widened. That's why he, and even everyone in Sanctuary, hate Rathmas... They don't have the slightest respect for the dead, and even regard the dead body as a "resource" that can be used. How can people accept it?

But before he could say anything, the necromancer had already continued on his own: "Look at the world around you, paladin. The dark wanderers are still heading east, and we are on the verge of destruction! At this time , all possible help should be used.

"No matter how great a life is, it has already left this body. What we have in front of us is just a dead person. There is no difference between a dead person and a dead person... The most just and equal thing in this world is death.

"Also, if we don't use her body, another force will use it sooner or later..."

Speaking of this, Zuul stared at the paladin's face and asked him: "If you become like this one day, do you want me to turn your corpse into a fighting force, or do you want to be manipulated by the devil to kill us?" Everyone?"

The paladin was silent for a while, he could only turn his head and said reluctantly: "I hope you will use it."

"Then please get out of the way, I still have to cast a spell." Zuer shook off his hand and continued to chant the mantra taught by Rathma.

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Although their sect has been studying the mysteries between death and death, they actually see death more openly than anyone else. Even every generation of believers does not have a funeral. They would rather their corpses be swallowed by wild beasts in the wild, and do their last bit for nature. contribute.

After all, the body is only a temporary residence, and death is only the beginning of the next story.

Following the incantation he uttered, the body of Rogue on the ground suddenly burst open, and a skeleton soldier wearing armor, holding a sword and shield, and with a few streaks of blood hanging from his body stood up.

... Zuer himself always felt that this was a bit strange. Obviously, that Rogge was just an underage girl, and her skeleton was not so big at all, let alone armor and swords. How could there be those things in the corpse?

However, the necromancy of the Rathma believers has never used the corpse itself, but the power of life and death contained in it.

He rested for a few seconds, waved his hand and summoned a clay stone demon from the other side of the ground, and nodded to the paladin.

The paladin lowered his visor with a sullen face, lowered his head first, bent down, and got into the burrow.

Chapter 28 Thunder Strikes

The Icy Plain is worthy of its name, shrouded in icy drizzle all the time.

The temperature on the visitors' bodies seemed to be taken away by the rain, making the tips of their fingers and toes numb, and several of them couldn't help but speed up their progress.

Issandra looked up at the weather and frowned. When asked by her partner, she replied: "The dark clouds neither drift away nor disperse. It's not a natural climate at all...it's because of a certain magic power." The influence of this rain. The plants and animals are not nourished by these rains, they only slowly wither and die. If I guessed correctly, the center of this rain cloud is where the blood black is, and it is her evil magic that affects the weather. "

Just as the Rogge scout I met at the intersection reminded: "Be careful! The evil spirit ahead is very strong."