After a brief reunion, the two teams once again left Rogge Camp and embarked on the road to experience.
At present, Mo Bei and the other three have passed through Taimo Highlands and arrived in front of the monastery.
This huge complex of buildings is simply a fortress city.
The ten-meter-high thick wall attempts to highlight the sanctity of this area. However, these walls did not play any protective role against Andariel's monster army.
The fortress has been corrupted from within, and the unmasked Zakarum cultists and monster hordes have cooperated within and without, clearing the way for the Queen of Pain to advance.
Andalil stepped into the cathedral, which the Holy See regarded as a temple, almost without bloodshed. The entire core of the monastery was shrouded in a poisonous shadow.
At this time, the wall was in vain, the doors had long been broken, and the nearly one-meter-thick wall was riddled with holes.
However, when this monastery was built, it was said that a large number of strong rune arrays were used, and the strength of the building reached an astonishing level. At the beginning of its construction, this fortress city could be said to be impregnable.
However, as the magic circles failed one by one due to lack of maintenance, and monsters were raging for many years, a large number of buildings in the monastery collapsed and the passages were blocked, turning it into a huge maze. Mo Bei didn't want to wander around in this maze with a huge number of monsters.
The three of them followed the wall and found an entrance like a city gate on the west side.
This gate can accommodate 20 people entering and exiting at the same time. It was built for the entry and exit of chariots and siege equipment. It is also the fastest entrance to the monastery barracks.
Passing through a huge square that may have been used for the gathering of large armies, we entered the hinterland of the military camp filled with barracks. Groups of white bones were stimulated by the breath of living people, creaking and twisting their limbs, and began to search for the source of this breath in the camp.
These bone soldiers include warriors holding shields and various weapons, as well as a large number of long-range mages and archers. After all their flesh and blood were corroded by the poisonous nova released by Andariel, their remains stood up again in the swirling black light, joining the Queen of Pain's army and becoming an important force in defending the outer perimeter of the monastery.
Even Mo Bei's team, which was unrivaled in the entire camp in terms of well-equipped equipment, did not dare to take this kind of monster group lightly, both from far and near. Immediately use the terrain to block long-range attacks, and prepare to kill the melee skeleton soldiers first.
Unexpectedly, these skeletons with no brains actually outflanked them, and even attracted a group of the Night Clan. The three of them had to keep making detours between the barracks to avoid being attacked by long-range attacks, gradually weakening the power of the monster group.
The three of them were able to walk on the ground amidst the tide of monsters in the dark forest. Under this circuitous attack, the monsters could not even judge their exact location, and they were killed so dizzy.
However, monsters continued to join the chasing group, which still put more and more pressure on the three of them.
This high-intensity mobile battle is also a huge drain on the physical strength of the three of them. There are also elite archers who burn mana among the monsters. Those bone mage's hands were folded in two balls of flame. In addition to casting fire bombs, they could even launch unpreventable flame shocks, which posed the greatest threat to the three of them.
The three of them dragged a large number of monsters and continued to move deeper into the military camp. If you retreat towards the main square at this time, you will inevitably be exposed to the attacks of many long-range monsters.
Mo Bei saw a long and narrow passage between the two buildings and rushed in with the monster without hesitation.
He alone is responsible for clearing the way. Milor replaced the javelin and threw the poison spear at the monster behind him, while Perona lit up the blazing path.
Flames and poisonous mist intertwined in the long and narrow passage, and monsters kept falling to death during the pursuit. The monsters from behind finally stopped pouring in and tried to intercept the three people from other directions.
The windows of these two buildings are located at a very high position, and are only two feet square. They seem to be warehouses or places where siege equipment is parked, so the area is naturally not small.
It would take a certain amount of time for these monsters to get around such a large building. The three of them calmly drank the magic potion, returned out of the passage, killed a few lingering monsters, and then guarded the passage to trap a large number of monsters. Kill them.
After a tense and long battle, Mo Bei felt that his head was buzzing and his mental energy was a little exhausted due to the constant switching of halos.
The danger level in the monastery is indeed far greater than that of Taymor Highlands and Black Wasteland. It is now simply the base camp of monsters. If they are the only team, it will be quite difficult to advance.
Like the previous situation, the normal team would probably choose to retreat first. Mo Bei relied on the purification aura to dare to fight the monster group until the end.
Seeing the huge threat posed by the large groups of bone mages and bone archers, the three of them could only be patient and slowly trap and kill them group by group.
Due to the extremely dense concentration of monsters, the team reached level 16 before reaching the armory. Mo Bei put on the twitching dark gold inlaid armor, and sure enough, the mushroom hat, green vest, and bright red gloves and high boots looked just like the dwarf in Snow White.
Arriving in front of the huge armory, Mo Bei opened the door and looked in. What he saw was a pile of worthless junk and a group of colorful fallen demons. Different varieties of little demons, plus three fallen demon wizard bosses. Richer in color than a monastery’s stained-glass bed.
Not seeing any threatening monsters, Mo Bei carried the crystal sword, walked to the door arrogantly, and whistled at the group of fallen demons, preparing to ridicule them.
As a result, the fallen demons did not show any hostility immediately after seeing him. They glanced at Mo Bei up and down while chattering among themselves.
Perona smiled for the first time, then immediately covered her mouth.
"What are they talking about!?" Mo Bei felt that he might have been insulted.
"Same kind, good-looking." Perona replied.
Milor couldn't help but laughed.
"Ahhhhh!" Mo Bei angrily joined the crowd of monsters and became the first fashion blogger to beat up his fans.
After cutting all these hell washers, scissors and blowers to the ground, I felt a lot relieved. Just as they were about to pick up the trophies, a slight tremor on the ground suddenly alerted the three of them. They immediately walked lightly and exited the armory, secretly watching by the door.
A big foot with sharp and long nails stepped out of the dim passage, and then an equally rough hand climbed on the wall at the corner. An unusually strong figure, nearly three meters tall, emerged from the passage.
His dim eyes scanned the monster corpse on the ground, and then stared outside the door. He took a deep breath, as if trying to catch some kind of breath in the air.
Mo Bei and the other three retracted their heads when the figure appeared, leaning against the wall outside the door and winking at each other.
There was a dull sound of words coming from inside the gate, whose meaning was unknown, and then a burst of laughter.
The strong sarcasm in the laughter made Mo Bei, who had just calmed down a little, unable to hold back anymore. He turned his head and looked at Perona.
"Rat, you smell it," said Perona.
She has almost finished reading the demonic books she borrowed from Kane.
"Let's go, beat him!" Mo Bei, with a dark face, stepped into the armory door first and looked at the tall and muscular demon.
At this time, he saw clearly the appearance of the demon. It had two horns on its head and an ugly face. Topless, revealing dark blue skin. The muscles are extremely thick, but appear a bit bloated. He wears simple protective gear on his lower body and his feet are bare.
The overall appearance reminded Mo Bei of the black Rakshasa in the Xingye movie, except that the guy in front of him looked like he had overdosed on some kind of drug, and his whole body was blue.
This is not the blacksmith that the three of them are looking for to get unlucky this time, Andariel's blacksmith.
Although I don’t know how he wandered here, he came just in time to save the time of searching.
The blacksmith glanced at Mo Bei up and down, and actually burst into laughter again.
Mo Bei's face turned completely gloomy, his temples twitched, and he took a deep breath, trying to resist the ridicule from the monster.
Milor raised his hand and shot an ice arrow at the blacksmith's open mouth, but the blacksmith raised his hand and swept it away with the hammer in his hand. The hammer was not big in his hand, but the head of the hammer was estimated to be more than a hundred. Weight.
Extremely fast.
This arrow tested one of the opponent's attributes.
Before the blacksmith put down the hammer he had picked up, he rushed in front of Mo Bei in two steps. The hammer was raised to his side, and his muscles bulged. In the moment of stasis before the attack fell, the momentum climbed to its peak.
"Boom!" The hammer swept across without hitting the ground. But there was a huge roar.
The sweeping speed almost exceeded Mo Bei's prediction, and was incredibly fast. Although he dodged in advance to avoid the frontal impact of the hammer, he was still knocked back by the huge wind pressure brought by the hammer.
The wind pressure actually contained extremely high temperatures, and Mo Bei felt as if he had been swept away by Perona's hellfire.
After this blow, the steel head of the hammer became as if it had been calcined, with a faint red light.
However, the blacksmith's attack was not over yet. His super physical defense and fire resistance allowed him to almost ignore the attacks of Milor and Perona. The hammer in his hand chased Mo Bei and swept across again. The scorching wind pressure swept wildly. Mo Bei retreated continuously and was forced to switch to flame resistance.
This blacksmith's strength is more than one level stronger than Shutou Muquan, his attacks are faster and more violent, and he also has extremely strong flame attributes. If you are hit in the front, it is almost the same as being pressed on an anvil and being forged.
Continuous sweeps almost forced Mo Bei to the corner of the armory, but he still couldn't get a direct hit. The blacksmith took advantage of the situation and raised the hammer high, and dropped it vertically like thunder. The bricks and stones on the ground were scattered in all directions, and a wave of air carrying countless sparks swept away.
Mo Bei stepped forward and his body flew backwards with the air wave, his eyes still staring at the blacksmith despite the rain of gravel.
Already forced into a corner, he hit the wall in an instant, but he kicked against the wall with one foot, launched a charge and shot out, and his second foot actually stepped on the hammer that was still deep in the ground. Above, the sword-shaped halo of power aura spread around the hammer.
Mo Bei's instantaneous burst was almost as fast as the hammer's sweeping speed. The shield slammed heavily on the blacksmith's ugly face, and the huge force directly broke the fangs on one side. The crystal sword slashed across the other cheek, almost cutting off one of the blacksmith's ears.
"I said I would whip you!"
