A common tavern that connects all fantasy worlds

"This must have been a fertile land." The Amazon held a grass stalk in his hand, and his sharp eyes seemed to penetrate the heavy rain, locking on the large cemetery on the other side of the vast plain.The road under her feet had become muddy in the rain, and she could only observe her feet as she walked, for fear of getting stuck in the mud.

It was much easier for Issandra who followed behind. Wherever she stepped, the wet ground would automatically form a layer of frost and become extremely hard.

Cassia couldn't help thinking in her heart, how much magic power does this guy have, can it be wasted like this?

The savage Dosten also has a special way of walking. He shortens his stride and deliberately uses his heels to touch the ground. Even if he steps into the mud, he will not be unable to pull out his feet.

There was a rancid smell floating in the soil trampled by the three of them, but there was nothing "rich" at all.

But Dosten nodded in agreement and said, "This used to be a field... someone leveled this land specially."

As he spoke, he pointed to the houses standing in the field.

The simple tile-roofed house was even more dilapidated at this time, with a large piece of the roof and walls collapsed. In the cowshed behind the house, the mutilated corpses of several cows were lying there, and swarms of flies were buzzing around the sky. , can be seen even at such a distance.

It should be the residence of some farm, but it is certain that there are no living things in it.

This is the war with the devil... The dead will become the opponent's war resources, turning into zombies, skeletons or tortured souls, attacking the living humans indiscriminately.

But these civilians are lucky... They were killed immediately, and they didn't have to be dragged into hell alive, and suffered endless reincarnation of thousands of tortures.

It is said that torture can drive even the staunchest warriors mad, turning their souls into breeding grounds for demons.

I don't know what kind of pain the dark wanderer who set off from here to the east experienced, so that he could transform from a hero who defeated the devil to a destroyer of the world?

Before the three of them arrived at the large cemetery, resurrected zombies had already climbed up on both sides of the road, roaring out of their mouths.

Up to now, several people also know what the blood crow is doing in the large cemetery... The people who died in Tristram over the years are basically buried there, and they only need to convert these corpses to form a ready-made army to destroy A camp is more than enough.

"Tsk, let that white-haired guy come along!" The witch Issandra's expression became serious, and she said to her two companions: "We have to stop that guy quickly, or not only us, but even the rest of us." The nuns' camp will be overrun by undead monsters too. Do you have any plans, Amazon?"

As the person who probably knows Rogue's fighting style best here, Cassia naturally began to make plans: "Blood Crow is an excellent archer, a forest ranger who moves very fast. Dosten, you have to entangle him at any time Her, use your jumps and whirlwinds to force her to a dead corner, such as a place full of tombstones, the fence of a cemetery, or the corner of a large tomb. Don't let her have a chance to come out or cast spells.

"...Witch, I don't know much about your spells, but please be ready to deal with the undead around the blood crow as soon as possible, and don't let them disturb Dosten. All right."

Issandra nodded, showing a dangerous smile: "I have two tricks."

The Amazon nodded, and continued: "If I can keep that fellow in place, I will throw my javelin. May the storm of the Skovo Islands continue to protect me, and let the thunder destroy that miserable monster!"

In the previous world, she did not give full play to the strongest combat power of the Amazons at all, and only fought with skills and instincts; here today, she wants to show the sister who has fallen into darkness, what is an Amazon? style of fighting!

"Don't be slowed down by these mindless monsters, let's go around the back of the cemetery."

She finally concluded this way, and the two teammates nodded.

Issandra struggled for a while, and finally grabbed the void around her with both hands, pulled out two staffs from nowhere, and handed them over to the Amazons who didn't know why and the barbarians who were even more confused. .

"...I bought it when I was in Kurast. Is there a special feeling when you hold it tightly? Use your will to guide that feeling, concentrate on what you want it to take you, and your eyes can reach it where space will fold for you."

The number of times each staff can be used is limited, and after that it needs to be reinjected with magic power, and even this is not cheap... Those profiteers in Kurast are really good at making money.

The biggest selling point of this staff...of course, is the "teleportation" spell that everyone can use.

The two warriors tried it beforehand, and then quickly understood the usage of this thing, and looked at the witch Issandra in shock.So mages usually feel this way?

"Okay, it's even better to have this thing, quietly approaching the field of vision, and immediately attack when the 'teleportation' lands!"

Cassia said.

In the large cemetery, the fallen Rogue Archer Blood Crow was standing under the big tree in the courtyard of the cemetery.

She lowered her head, allowing the raindrops to form a line and flow down from the side of the bone armor covered by her Rogue leather armor, and was swept to an unknown place by the wind passing by her.

Under the bone mask covering her face, she couldn't tell what kind of expression she had.

The hungry dead around were carrying the human corpses found on the icy plain and hanging them on the treetops, waiting for the hostess to turn these corpses into something like them.

But their hostess was looking at some special corpses.

It was a female corpse with a ponytail. There were still some arrows in the quiver on the back. The loosened palm could no longer hold the bow tightly. It was hung on a tree and thrown away like a broken rag doll. It's all over the place.

The undead who have lost their brains and can no longer use their brains are just executing orders mechanically, preparing more and more "materials" for the army of undead.

Xuewu raised her hand, and was about to continue casting spells, when she suddenly felt something was wrong, she quickly gave up the gesture of casting spells, raised the bow of the matriarch in her hand, and shot a string of arrows towards the place she felt was wrong.

Apparently, even as a demon, her superior fighting instincts, inherited from the Amazon blood, are still there.

However, there was nothing in the place she aimed at.

Blood Crow's movements obviously paused for a moment, and before she could turn around, she heard a cold voice shouting: "Frost Nova!"

In fact, it is not necessary for a mage to call out the name of the spell to cast a spell, but Isandra likes to do it very much.Her voice is often the first to grab the enemy's attention, making them turn and face the spell she's just finished constructing head-on for best results.

The starving dead around were like this. As soon as they raised their heads to this side, they saw a white ring of frost centered on the witch, quickly spreading around.The actions of the undead who were impacted by this magic power suddenly became sluggish, and a few of them even turned into shattered ice all over the ground... It was because they were frozen by this magic power and fell along with the previous movements. The result of falling to the ground.

Blood Crow was also caught off guard by that magic power, but as a high-level demon, she was obviously much less affected.Subconsciously, she was about to leave her current position, but she felt her cold legs refusing to move; when she was about to raise her bow and shoot again, a huge figure had already descended from the sky.

The barbarian Dosten jumped high, and hit the blood crow who was trapped in place by the frost magic like a cannonball.

He roared, and the great sword in both hands cut down decisively and heavily.

At a critical juncture, Xuewu once again showed her excellent fighting skills. She resolutely gave up the idea of ​​archery, and stretched back the hand that was originally holding the arrow on the bow, grabbing the dangling corpse hanging from the tree beside her. , Borrowing his strength, he jumped out of the barbarian's strike range.

Dosten fell to the ground with a bang, and the huge slashing force shattered a large piece of the stone road in the cemetery.

Issandra faithfully carried out the plan of the Amazons. For the time being, she ignored Dosten's side, but waved her staff "swish, swipe" around a few times.

"Come on, you dead heads!"

The tall, wide, and vigorously burning flame barrier jumped up suddenly, trapping several people together with the blood crow in the closed space formed by the fire wall.

Not wasting the opportunity, the barbarian rushed forward with a roar, and began to pour the rage of his weapon mercilessly on the fallen archer.

Cassia raised the javelin, and the thunder began to flow from her arm to the tip of the javelin, where it crackled and crackled.

"Amazon!"

The witch yelled, and an ice storm smashed towards the feet of the monster that was struggling to resist the attack of the barbarians.

The huge ice bomb exploded under Xuewu's feet, and the dense cold quickly froze her legs, causing her to scream in horror: "No, my army of the dead..."

The Amazon took a deep breath, took a step forward, exerted force on his shoulders, and threw the javelin in his hand.

Her left foot was firmly nailed to the ground, and her whole body turned half a circle around it, and the strength of the whole body was unified by the rhythm of breathing, and gathered in the palm and fingers; the spinning short javelin When it was still in the air, it was like a divine thunder in the hands of Zeus, shining brightly.

Its speed was too fast, as if it had just left Cassia's hand, it suddenly tore through the space and appeared in front of Blood Crow. With a violent thunder, it sank into the monster's chest, and a large wave burst out and flowed in all directions. lightning.

This is the strongest martial skill of the Amazons... the "Thunder Fury" of the goddess Zerai.

Chapter 29 Lucid Nightmare

The firewall still exists.

Those groups of starving dead, like moths to a flame, didn't take the flames in front of them seriously at all. They rushed forward and rushed into the open space surrounded by the fire wall, and then fell dead in the flames, not even knowing what happened. The bones and flesh of many years were roasted until they were sizzling, and then caught fire and became scorched black.

Even though the wall of fire has disappeared, these mummies are still burning, and it seems that they cannot be extinguished for a while.

However, these dead are no longer able to cause any trouble to the team.

Under the big tree, the witch Issandra turned around and shattered a bottle with some blue liquid on the slab with a bang. She clenched her staff tightly and recited the spell silently, all with a bone-chilling chill. The frost magic power quickly pulled the temperature in this area to a severe winter.

The raindrops falling from the sky formed into ice chips around her, and smashed on the ground and the surrounding walls of the tomb, forming pieces of crystal clear drift ice.

Cassia stood in place holding the last javelin, her shortness of breath took a while before she gradually calmed down, and her heartbeat returned to normal.

Xuewu's right shoulder, thigh, waist and abdomen were pierced by a javelin each, and he fell powerlessly to the ground.

Lightning surged from her wound, passing along the magical connection in the air to the surrounding undead, taking away all their vitality.

Soon, the cemetery became quiet again.

Dosten sat down on the tombstone next to him and retracted the sword in his hand.This action was somewhat disrespectful, but even if the one inside hadn't been resurrected as an undead warrior by the blood crow, he probably wouldn't care.

In this short but fierce battle, he was the one who was under the greatest pressure... Blood Crow's fighting skills were not inferior to Cassia's in the slightest. If he hadn't been sealed by the witch and couldn't move her feet, he wouldn't have been able to take her away. The counterattack was suppressed.

In the end, Xuewu even started to rely on his demonic physique to exchange injuries with him, forcing him to go berserk, because he would not retreat in a deadly battle, did not give up the attack angle for his teammates, and incidentally got hit on the arm Cassia hits the javelin.

According to what was said before, this battle will of course have to be finished by the Amazons.

Cassia stepped forward, and first rubbed the bald head of the barbarian who was squatting there—he was indeed very young, but he fought like a battle-tested warrior, playing his best in this crusade. played a vital role.

Then, she walked past the human corpses strewn about on the ground, came to Blood Crow, and used a javelin to pick off the bone mask on the monster's face.

The demon power in the fallen Rogge's eyes has faded, revealing dark blue pupils.Most of her face was covered in twisted flesh, but she was still a beautiful girl; Kasha didn't say her name, and she didn't mention her previous status in Rogue's bow.

Therefore, the first words Cassia said after squatting down were: "Sister, what's your name?"

"... Morena. I am not worthy to be your sister, Amazon... Have you seen the group of Rogues wearing bones around me? I killed them all with my own hands."

Blood black, or Morena trembled and closed her eyes.

"The expressions on their dying faces, the magic power of hell seeping into their bodies and turning them into other creatures, these have become sharp knives that stab my conscience... Every step my soul takes in this painful torment, I will Into the deeper darkness, the nightmare has haunted me."

Hearing her words, Cassia frowned, and asked the key question: "So you committed these crimes while you were sober? How come, did you choose to become the devil's minions?"

"This matter has never been that simple. What Andariel needs is my pain. That's why she kept me awake and watched me commit crimes under the control of darkness." Morena smiled, but Then he coughed again, and a big ball of blood came out from the corner of his mouth.Even at this moment, Cassia's javelin is continuously pouring violent thunder into her body. Her internal organs have long ceased to function, and now it is exhausted to be able to support her consciousness with magic power and speak a few words full strength.

Every time she uttered a word, her remaining life would be reduced by another point, but she still insisted and opened her mouth:

"So...don't blame Aidan...he did the best he could. End his tragic fate as it ended mine..."

As she spoke, her face tilted to the side, and she was already out of breath.

Cassia pulled her javelin from her body, swiped away the electric arc that was thrown around the surface of the gun body, and silently wiped it clean.

The mission is completed, now no one will join her terrifying army of the dead, right?

The witch's magic effect has also ended, leaving patches of ice marks and scorched black on the surrounding ground, broken trees and monsters and human corpses falling together in a haphazard manner.

Issandra poured another bottle of blue potion indifferently, threw the bottle aside casually, walked over to the other two and said, "It's done? But how can we prove it to Kasha... Should I... "

As she spoke, her eyes continued to glance at the head of the fallen red figure.

Cassia rolled her eyes helplessly, and replied, "Just let her rest in peace. Let's take this bow back to prove it."

The dark clouds above had dissipated, and the long-lost sunshine shone on the cemetery again, as if nothing had happened.

In the wasteland in front of the camp, the blood-spattered paladin just walked out of the cave and was bathed in the sun.

There are indeed a lot of monsters gathered in this cave, and I don’t know why such a cave on the prairie has such a complicated underground structure... Maybe it was dug out by those groups of bristly rats, and it turned out to be dark and photophobic The monsters became a gathering place.

There were even several tribes of fallen demons in the cave, which took the two of them a lot of work.

However, Jess' aura, together with the necromancer's summons, still cleared all the monsters in the cave before nightfall.The paladin watched helplessly as his companions summoned a large group of skeleton warriors and spellcasters from the corpses of various monsters. In addition, the "corpse explosion" with an unpleasant name and even more disgusting visual effects made the fallen magicians The resurrection spell couldn't work at all; the skeletons instinctively searched for the breath of creatures, and searched all corners that were easily overlooked.

Except for encountering a special zombie in the depths of the cave, which is more like a demon itself than a monster, this battle is actually not difficult.

When his companions also got out of the cave, Paladin Jess suddenly asked, "What exactly did you summon?"

"Why, are you suddenly interested in this again?"

Zuul held the head of the most powerful zombie, and ignored the dirty blood still dripping from the veins behind its head, he just shook his hands and replied calmly: "It's because of your holy light...and Don't you have any summons that don't recognize me?"

When he was fighting the monster in his hand, Paladin Jess used a spell called "Holy Light Bullet".

This kind of spell will cause higher damage to undead creatures, that is, undead, and can also heal human allies. It is one of the most frequently used spells by paladins besides various "reiki".

In the cave, though, Jace's Light Bullets apparently didn't treat the necromancer's summons as enemies.

"Those skeletons are ordinary undead creatures, but what drives them is not the power of hell, but my magic power. As long as the two of us are using our respective powers to protect the world, then your holy light and my power of death will There will be no conflict."

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As Zuer said, he finally shook off the blood on the zombie's head, found a cloth bag, stuffed it in, and hung it behind his waist... The magic power contained in this thing has been refined and re-trained by the rituals of the Rathma Sect. After it is constructed, it will become another combat tool for him to use like his arms.

The sanctuary is not a perfect place, and the people here do not welcome him.

But he still likes this world and doesn't want it to be destroyed, especially if it cannot be destroyed in the hands of the devil of hell.

However, since the opposite is a paladin, then he should not say the other half of the words.

Jess stood under the sun, thought carefully for a while, organized his words, and said to this white-haired man who always maintained a calm attitude: "The evil we are about to face will be unprecedented, even Aidan Heroes who are steadfast and have the spirit of sacrifice will be corrupted, and I am not sure that I can go all the way to the end. However, since you are also a companion who wants to protect this world, can you...can you go forward with us?"

"Let's go together? Where do you want to go?" Zul raised his eyebrows and asked.

The Paladin replied: "Chasing the Dark Wanderer, to the East. If Diablo really wants to resurrect his two brothers, we will stop him; if we can't stop him, we will kill them three; if we can't , and die before the innocent human beings in this world. From now on, don't expect others to solve our problems and protect the world for us... To make Sanctuary survive this coming disaster, only we can do it ourselves .”

"Then count me in."

Zul shrugged, and took the hand extended by the paladin: "But... I think we should go back to the camp now. Even cleaning a crypt occupied by low-level monsters is so laborious, but it is already hitting hell How dare you say what the Devil King thinks!"

"...You have only been to that tavern once, and you still don't know enough about its true capabilities. When we return to the camp and see Cassia and the others, we will trouble Boss Xue again."

As the paladin said, he put on his visor, picked up his shield, and walked back along the road.

Zuul didn't know what he was talking about, was that tavern...couldn't it be the "frightening power" that the witch said?