While fighting, Mo Bei observed the surrounding environment with the corner of his eye, and found that the structure of this underground palace was quite complex, and there were shadows of monsters flashing past in the depths.
It cannot be ruled out that there is a Styx Doll who is as wretched as the King of Vampires. In line with the principle of never being tough with the self-destruction maniac, he killed the blood-bellied beasts and attracted a wave of hatred before retreating.
The monsters here were extremely dense. The six people formed an offensive and defensive formation according to the original team configuration. After more than half an hour of rushing and sweeping, the dead silence returned to the dark underground palace.
"This so-called prison of hatred is too decently built. Is it for sealing or for worship?"
Ned couldn't help but question as he cleaned the battlefield, and the others had similar feelings.
No matter what, it is conservatively estimated that a quarter of this underground palace is directly cast from metal. If it is to enhance the stability of the seal, it makes sense, but the various carvings and decorations are not all made of metal. They are mainly practical and seem to demonstrate a noble and powerful status.
"This place was not built according to the idea of a prison or a sealed place. At that time, everyone believed that the seal of the soul stone was foolproof, so only a special place for placing the soul stone was built on the bottom floor."
"The total area of the entire underground palace is almost the same as that of Cui Fanke on the upper level. It is also an extremely important place for the Holy See. Not only does it contain many secrets of the Holy See, but also research and meetings that cannot be made public are conducted here, and even The living quarters of many core faculty members.”
Serena's voice rang in everyone's ears, explaining their doubts.
"Living with the Soul Stone..."
Mo Bei rolled his eyes speechlessly, feeling that these people were really big-hearted, and then thought that Tristram, who had sealed the Lord of Fear, seemed to be in the same situation. People at that time generally lacked vigilance towards the sealed Lords of Hell. , to sum up what Salina said before, that is too complacent.
It seems that performing various activities unscrupulously above the seals of the demon gods can bring them a pleasure similar to that of dancing on the grave.
"Who would have thought that Heaven's seal against their sworn enemies would be so unreliable. People at that time should not have accepted the custody of the Soul Stone. Wouldn't it be safer for them to take this honor back with them?" Serena said in a mocking tone. Throw it to the highest heaven.
Mo Bei laughed dumbly, thinking that there was nothing wrong with what Serina said, but Tyrell was helping the shelter without telling the Angelis Council. Maybe he was worried about exacerbating the involution among the members of the council. This secret I don’t dare to report the performance I did while on a business trip.
At the same time, he once again lamented in his heart that people in this world really have a soft spot for such huge underground projects. Even if it is a desert terrain like Aranok or the bitter cold plateau of Arreat, why is it like this? In this humid and hot rain forest, underground buildings abound.
Do you want to evolve into a dwarf?
As the team continued to move deeper into the underground palace, Serina reminded her again:
"I seemed to have detected a familiar and disgusting aura just now, but I'm not sure. You should be careful and don't think that your strength is enough to sweep this place."
"You mean besides Mephisto, there are other powerful enemies lurking here?" Mo Bei asked subconsciously.
"It's possible."
After hearing this, several people couldn't help but change their expressions slightly as they thought of the various emergencies they had encountered in the past, and silently stepped up their guard.
The previous battle did not put much pressure on them. Unknowingly, their vigilance gradually relaxed, and they were full of confidence in easily killing Mephisto's projection.
According to previous descriptions, the biggest crisis in the battle against Mephisto is likely to come from teammates who get along day and night.
Infinitely amplified negative emotions will cause the usually innocuous conflicts and suspicions to spread crazily. Not only will it lead to confusion and hesitation during battle, it will even condense phantoms like vengeful spirits to launch sneak attacks, just like being stabbed in the back by teammates.
Because of this disgusting ability, Mo Bei gave Mephisto a new title:
The king of green tea!
As soon as I heard it, I had endless stories to tell about Azmodan, the cuckold king. What a perfect match! ?
As the team advanced all the way to the depths of the Prison of Hatred, Serena tried hard to search for the aura that had flashed before, but after a whole day, the entrance to the bottom passage was already in front of her, and she could not find anything.
Probably because it has been sealed for too long, and now it is in such a state, the crisis intuition and perception ability honed in countless battles have deteriorated in the eyes, or maybe it is really just affected by Mephisto, which produced a momentary illusion.
She was thinking this in her heart, but Mo Bei and others felt that there was a high probability that unexpected enemies would appear.
Not to mention anything else, even Serena appeared in such an unexpected form. Mo Bei had long looked away from this, deriding it as destiny, and thought it was the world's great will who gave them some trouble.
After taking a short rest, the six of them stepped down the stairs without saying a word, fully alert.
Suddenly, Mo Bei, who was walking in the lead, felt his heart move slightly, and there was a strange feeling in the back of his head. Although it was not a strong crisis warning, and there was Akali behind him, logically nothing would happen.
But he still ducked down reflexively and looked back at the same time.
"Snapped!"
The helmeted head was hit by an unknown object. The force was not very strong, just like friends scalping each other. It only made him tilt his head slightly, but his heart suddenly tightened.
In sight, Milor opened his long bow and shot an arrow behind him. Akali, who was closest to him, also slashed across his head with a sword.
He suddenly turned around again, and this time he finally saw a dissipating shadow. The vague outline of his facial features was somewhat similar to Alvin's.
Milor and Akali's attacks were completely in vain, because it was indeed just a shadow, and it had completely dissipated. But the blow to Mo Bei's head just now was extremely real.
Even though the attack was innocuous at all, it still made the people present feel frightened.
This is the spirit of resentment condensed by Mephisto! ?
Not to mention how weak the attack power of the shadow just now was, but its elusive attack was something that even Mo Bei couldn't avoid. If this was stronger, or strong enough to be fatal, then he would have confessed with just that attack. .
Mo Bei turned back to look at Alvin behind him. Seeing that the bear man was also confused at this moment, he pointed and asked:
"You kid actually hold a grudge against me!? How can I ever feel sorry for you!?"
"Where...there is no such thing!"
The bear man tried to defend himself angrily, but as soon as he finished speaking these words, a shadow that looked very similar to Mo Bei appeared out of thin air behind him, waving his hand on the back of his head, but it was also thunderous and rainy, and the sound was heavy. On the thick fur, there was just a muffled sound of "pop".
"..." Akali and the others who witnessed all this were collectively speechless.
Mephisto's ability is wasted on you.
