The ruins were hazy in the rain, and the boundaries could not be seen. Mo Bei felt that the part he could see was about the same size as the current Rogge camp.
"This is...Tristram..." Mo Bei's impression was subverted again.
This is a human city, a city that has been completely destroyed.
Time seemed to have frozen in these ruins, and Mo Bei could even vaguely see traces of raging energy and flames from the state of the ruins.
After so many years, not even a blade of grass or a piece of moss has grown here. Destruction and death have completely enveloped this land.
The huge craters and shock wave dispersion caused by some explosions are shocking.
"What kind of energy explosion is this... Is this Diavolo's strength, and this is Diavolo who has just broken the seal and is in a weak state..." Mo Bei's heart was filled with a chill. His body shivered slightly in the cold drizzle.
Diavolo, the God of Diablo, truly lives up to his name as the Lord of Fear.
Even the traces left by the rage are enough to make people tremble.
Everyone was in a similar state, standing in the ruins and looking around blankly.
"The monastery should be in that direction. Let's go there first and take a look." After the initial shock subsided slightly, Kane finally had a sense of direction.
After Tristram was destroyed by the enraged Diavolo, the space it was in was distorted by it with the Territory of Fear. Let the ruins of this city disappear directly, leaving only an ordinary wasteland in its original location.
For years, Kane has been searching for the reason why Diablo did what he did.
The monastery, as the place where Diavolo was originally sealed, may be the clue.
Collapsed buildings and scattered bricks, stones and trees completely blocked the streets, making it impossible to even distinguish the original roads. Everyone was almost climbing over the ruins, heading in the direction Kane pointed.
"There is a monster." Milor was still the one with the sharpest perception present.
Following Milor's gaze, there was indeed a zombie among the ruins. After seeing the group of people, he immediately accelerated and rushed forward. Then more disturbed zombies appeared in the ruins.
"It's not slow." Mo Bei was more sure of his suspicion. The monster projections here are all the same as the Rakani Xiu that I killed for the first time. It has existed for decades, and its strength is definitely not comparable to similar monsters outside.
The three of them were already ready for battle. They looked around at the zombies running in the distance with the corner of their eyes. Sure enough, I saw other monsters surrounding me.
They are from the Night Clan. These goat-horned demons look more fierce than the Moon Clan. Their skin and manes are pitch black, but their eyes are blood red. Dragging heavy weapons with exaggerated size, they slowly surrounded the group of people.
Mo Bei looked back at the old men, only to find that they were all looking at the three of them expectantly.
You really don’t regard yourselves as combatants!
When they were rushing on the rocky wilderness, the old men fell far behind the three of them because they couldn't keep up with their speed and physical strength. Even Kane, who can travel around the world single-handedly, has never intervened in a battle.
He sighed and rushed directly towards the monster. After some maneuvers, he took the monster towards the monastery and continued his work of clearing the monster.
The strength of these monsters is actually on par with the little bosses outside. Fortunately, Mo Bei's damage and battery life have been greatly improved, and the little bulldozer is pushing forward with full power.
Monsters were constantly involved in the battle along the way. With the assistance of Perona's Frost Nova, Mo Bei seemed to be able to control the rhythm of the battle very well, and even felt intoxicated.
It's simply like brushing copies of powerful fleets.
Like the previous Rakanixiu, these monsters are not only powerful, but their drops are also quite gorgeous. After a while, a pair of gold chain gloves were presented.
finger of suffering
Chain Gloves
Defense:12
Durability: 16 out of 16
Strength required: 25
Required Level: 4
+25% defense enhancement
+2 strength
+1 agility
Poison resistance +9%
Restore equipment durability by 1 and within one day
After putting on these gloves, almost all of Mo Bei's body was covered in metal armor. As a die-hard fan of "Mount and Blade", now he feels that he is extremely handsome, except that he is missing a horse.
A goat-horned demon from the Night clan suddenly jumped out from behind a pile of rubble, slashing an afterimage at Mo Bei with the giant blade in his hand.
Feeling that the attack was coming quickly and violently, Mo Bei could only resist the attack of the skeleton in front of him and block it sideways with his horizontal shield.
However, this slash ripped open a bone-deep wound from his right shoulder to his back! The chainmail shattered, and the broken metal rings scattered everywhere.
It's a sickle!
This weapon attacks strangely and ferociously, and is simply elusive. And it just happens to restrain the shield!
What a powerful attack! It's an elite! Mo Bei was shocked. After replacing the Crescent Shield, his upper limit of health was less than 100, and nearly one-third of his health was taken away by this blow.
The strength of this elite is simply BOSS level.
The huge sickle blade reached forward, immediately retracted, and hooked heavily on Mo Bei's back again. This time, it failed to break through the armor, because Mo Bei had switched to the resistance aura, and his defense power of nearly 400 was completely withstood. After this move.
Taking advantage of the opponent's pulling back, Mo Bei suddenly rushed forward, hitting the goat-horned demon in the chest with his shield blow and long knife, and then launched a series of attacks against the opponent.
The elite ram-horned demon holding a scythe was cut into the blind spot of the attack. It was difficult to use the sharp blade in his hand and even became a burden. It was supposed to be a harvester on the battlefield, and it died in a very aggrieved manner.
Mo Beike was still upset. Just when he thought he was handsome, his chain armor was chopped to pieces. It was so awesome!
Picked up a metal mask on the ground, it was still blue and scummy. . .
Mask of Jackal's Energy
Defense: 11
Durability: 20 out of 20
Strength required: 23
Required level: 9
+9 life
+6 energy
Seeing that this equipment was quite practical, his face looked better.
Give the mask to Perona and ask her to replace the small helmet on her head.
The mask made of bronze was golden and had two curved corners. Mo Bei thought that the face looked so much like the mythical beast Pixiu, and it perfectly matched Perona's attributes.
After two hours of fighting, the team finally left the city's city blocks. I saw the ruins of the monastery, or rather, a huge pit.
If Kane had not determined that it was the original location of the monastery, the group would not have been able to tell that this was a building that was almost driven into the ground.
How furious was Diavolo when he broke the seal?
Kane stood at the edge of the pit with a sad look on his face. You can imagine how difficult it is to find clues from such ruins.
"The underground part of the monastery has completely collapsed. We need more manpower to help excavate. It seems that it will take some time to find what Diavolo tried to destroy or hide."
Probably because the dead silence here was broken, there were still sporadic monsters chasing them in the ruins of the city.
Suddenly, a tall and muscular figure walked slowly from the ruins, taking every step extremely steadily. It gave Mo Bei a huge sense of oppression from a distance!
"...Griswald!?" Kane was shocked.
This figure, who was taller and stronger than the burning corpse, was the former blacksmith paladin, Griswold. He was killed when Diavolo destroyed Tristram, but now he appears in this form before a group of people.
He wore a brown-red leather armor and was slightly stout, but not bloated. On the contrary, it made his stature look even more terrifying, and his arms were even thicker than those of the barbarians from Harrogath.
Half of the head was shattered, and the only remaining eye looked dim, but it made everyone present feel chilled.
Looking at the approaching figure, Mo Bei thought of the red tank in the movie. But I am not a deadpool, I only have one life.
He even trembled as he did when he encountered the Tundra Scaled Eel. This opponent was definitely stronger than any opponent he had encountered before, and was stronger by more than one level!
The opponent began to accelerate when he was about ten feet away. His movements seemed stiff at first, but became faster and faster. In the end, he jumped up and punched Mo Bei who bore the brunt.
Facing this terrifying punch, Mo Bei felt like his body was being frozen. It wasn't until the fist came close that his body reacted like a stress and fell to the side.
The ground shook violently, making a heavy muffled sound. The earth and rocks exploded behind him almost covered him, and mixed with the rainwater, he turned into a clay figure.
This punch actually made a big hole in the ground!
Mo Bei didn't even dare to look back, and ran away crawling on the ground.
How to fight like this.
If that punch had hit hard, let alone Xiang, he would have knocked him out of the water.
While running wildly, replace the crescent shield and scepter to increase blood volume, mana, and damage to undead creatures.
In this battle, he had no intention of getting close. He was simply seeking death.
Milor and Perona's long-range attacks caused the pursuing Griswald to shift his target, which relieved Mo Bei's feeling that he would be crushed to pieces in the next second, and then he dared to turn around and fire. Holy light bomb.
The holy light bullet impacted Griswald, causing him to roar in pain. However, it was not as ferocious as other monsters that were attacked, and it still just continued to chase like a zombie.
Although the attack power is so powerful that it can kill everyone present in an instant, the opponent does not seem to want to use any fighting skills at all and just runs rampant in the field.
Powerful undead creatures like Corpse Fury usually have high IQs and fighting instincts, but Griswald, who could kill Corpse Fury with just one blow, didn't even have a trace of emotion in his eyes.
This paladin is still resisting the erosion of hell even if he becomes an undead creature. He would rather become a brainless zombie than completely succumb to the darkness. Not even willing to pick up any weapon.
Thinking of this, Mo Bei wanted to end his pain as soon as possible.
He desperately hoped that he could kill the opponent with one sword instead of consuming him to death in this way.
Several old mage men seemed unable to bear Griswald struggling in this pain for one more second. Finally took action. Together they release thunder and lightning, ice spikes and walls of fire.
Under the siege of everyone, Griswald's tall body finally fell. Everyone stood quietly in the rain and said goodbye to the former blacksmith paladin.
