Fantasy game evolution

"I am more curious than this, Andrea, what is the position of your nominal lover."

Although I had guessed it a long time ago, Ed has no affection for the witch, at most it is the existence of friends, and even this may be the effect of false rumors...

But thinking of the role of the child in the D3 plot, and the things that the woman did, you said that the woman has feelings for Ed?Rather than just wanting a body that suits Diablo the most?

However, Diablo's answer surprised Ling Yan: "That woman is from Mephitos."

"——!" Hearing Ed's words, Ling Yan was stunned for a while, and then asked: "After a long time, he is the biggest BOSS?"

However, when Ling Yan thought about a rough answer, Ed suddenly said in an unexpectedly firm tone: "The next words are what you need."

"Please remember it."

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Click... Click...

The slight noise caught Tyrael's attention, but the source of the noise gave him a scared expression for the first time.

Because in front of him, the soul stone, which shouldn't have been damaged in the world, has cracked a few obvious cracks!

I have to admit that the breakage of Diablo's Soul Stone was even more shocking than the fact that Ling Yan could defeat him and the record he had achieved.

You must know that the soul stone represents a rule, a rule that embodies the soul of the three demon gods, and because the soul of the three demon gods is immortal, the soul stone cannot be destroyed.

On the contrary, in the hell where the Three Demon Gods were born, there is a chance to destroy the soul of the Three Demon Gods.

But this kind of destruction is still not true destruction, to be precise, it is just returning the soul of the Three Demon Gods to the origin of hell.

As long as it takes time, the origin of hell will still breed new demon gods representing "hate", "fear" and "destruction".

But it still takes a long time, and the new demon god born will not have the memories of the three Mephisto brothers. To regain control of hell, it will take some growth and struggle.

This is enough for heaven and sanctuary.

Although the Three Demon Gods can split the Soul Stone at the expense of weakening the self, the subject remains indestructible.

But right in front of him, this stone of fear, which had never returned to hell, suddenly appeared irreversibly damaged.

Although there is still a considerable distance from being destroyed, it has been proved that Diablo's soul power has been irreversibly weakened without active division.

"So, the next goal is very simple." However, ignoring the shock and fear of Uncle Hei, Ling Yan, who withdrew from the inside, twisted his neck, as if waking up, pointing to someone in the distance. In this place, he said in a weird tone:

"Let's go! Go and kill Lao Mo!!!"

Fran's tablet is the hermit-well, that kind of obedient setting should be counted?

Ask for collection and ticket~

Chapter 198-Knight of the Lord of the Rings

However, just as Ling Yan made this announcement, at this moment, the plot in Kurastasi Seaport was still going on.

It's just that when Ling Yan told a certain amount in advance, human beings were not passive, but were still attacking frantically!

At this moment, the strong are gathered, and there are several legendary strong in the human corps. Everyone has the strength to be proud of one side.

The life of the strong is connected with countless victories, conquests, honors and wealth.in

In the eyes of the people of the world, they should be the protagonists of destiny who are high above, all-round, fearless, and invincible.

But this time, the strong are facing the gods-the hatred demon god who has corrupted the entire Zakarum and the Eastern Continent!Murphytos!

In front of the divine might of God that is as deep as the deep sea, in front of the unfathomable power of God, in front of the realm of God that exceeds the limit of power and controls the law.The strong man in the world has to lower his proud head!

But this time, they have foreign aid!With pride and confidence!I even saw hope!

They raised their arrogant heads again, looking straight at the so-called god with their enemies burned to pieces!

At this moment, just the murderous intent and war intent from countless strong people rendered the surrounding clouds into a fiery red!

However, it is not only the local professionals who have joined the killing.

Gurangi, the souls who descended from the kingdom of shadows are fighting with them!Push the front frantically, push it, and push it!

Soon, the virgin forest disappeared, showing more and more dense human buildings——

As the core of the Supreme Council, Cui Fanke was once the heart of the Eastern Continent and a city of nearly one million people.

At this moment, the originally prosperous city is overgrown with weeds. The thorny bushes, giant mushrooms, man-eating trees, and carrion moss that grew due to the smell of hell have almost covered the entire city. There are broken tiles everywhere, and there are still many places. Unextinguished flames.

It is simply a city of hell!

A lot of denunciations and curses began to sound in all corners of the city. This is the countless fanatics who were brainwashed and controlled by the fallen light and are swearing fanatic and hateful curses on the invaders.

A large number of Zakarum berserkers wielding weapons screamed fanatical slogans.

The silver holy light shines on their armors and weapons that cannot be seen directly, and a pair of shining wings are intertwined behind them, which makes them fly in the air like angels, from different directions to three seats. Volley Juyue killed.

But if you ignore their majestic appearance, you will find a creepy truth if you observe carefully-the flowing silver sacred light is actually like countless silk threads, manipulating every madman like a puppet. Action of fighters!

And each of their faces is distorted by hatred and anger into a look even more creepy than monsters-that is not an expression that human facial muscles can do!

In the next moment, a torrent of magic that reflected through the world broke out in one fell swoop with the overwhelming bloody storm!

As the long-range export force, the mage and the archer attacked at the same time, and the surging elemental fluctuations shook the balance of the entire space in an instant!

At the same time, the bleak brilliance full of undead breath flickered like a neon light, one after another undead curses, all the Zakarum berserkers that appeared were swept through in a blink of an eye.

Faced with the peak magic power that gathers various professions and even in another world, this group of Zakarum berserkers has no fear, and does not shrink back, because sad survival or death is meaningless to them-everything is only Because of "hate"!

I hate anyone who disagrees with my beliefs and anyone who disobeys the light!

Because of extreme hatred, all aliens, whether it is life, soul, or ideals, past, and future, are completely and absolutely denied, and then completely destroyed...

While brainwashing and controlling, the Fallen Light also gives them powerful power.

Not only were they able to fly freely, but the swords blessed with the Holy Light were able to slash at will, and they were able to exert the destructive power of cutting rocks and breaking iron.

With their frenzied prayers, the ubiquitous holy light will automatically condense into concrete forms such as huge swords, warhammers, or huge fists, with stern rays of light bursting like arrows and burning holy lights. The flame blasted down towards the enemy.

Almost every second, tens of thousands of Zakarum berserkers swarmed out, facing the endless magic, arrows and curses, slamming on them one after another!

"Is it interesting? This kind of war?" Ling Yan didn't know when he appeared on the battlefield, and asked the man who was watching here like him not far away: "I think it's very boring."

It was wearing a black robe, with vertical stripes made up of profound runes from the collar to the hem-this black robe looked like smoke and mist, with blurred edges, but completely enveloped the inner body.

It is not tall, but it always floats at the highest point. People can only look up. From the hem of the robe, it is impossible to see any trace of the truth about its body-it can only be seen by countless bites and twists and twists. The soul forms a chain and stretches down from it.