Diablo traveled through time and became a necromancer

Skeleton Brother didn't respond. His skeletal body remained motionless in the cool night breeze, like a mountain. The dark blue soul fire burning in his hollow eye sockets flickered slightly, as if merely stirred by the night wind, yet the chilling coldness within was more powerful than any words. He simply nodded slightly, the movement subtle but resolute, as if silently confirming every word Wu Ye said.

The smooth voice fell silent, replaced by a deeper, unspoken sense of identification that flowed between the two.

Wu Ye's chest, heaving violently, strangely calmed at Skeleton Brother's silent response. The rage within him, threatening to explode, was compressed and tempered, solidifying into a harder, colder murderous intent. He no longer needed his brother's words of encouragement; his resolve had penetrated his bones and reached the core of the other man's dark blue soul fire.

The two of them said nothing more, their eyes like knives, fixed on the lighthouse in the distance that was emitting an ominous glow.

The deep indigo sky began to lighten, and a moist morning mist filled the forest. Wu Ye's gentle voice woke Irene, her face dazed and uneasy, the look of someone awakened from a nightmare. But upon seeing the silent silhouettes of him and Skeleton Brother, she bit her lip and forced herself to stand. The fear remained, but she felt a little more secure.

The stream guided their direction, and the three-person team (or rather, two people and a skeleton) moved silently downstream. Wu Ye led the way, and Irene followed closely behind, struggling to move their tired legs.

Seeing this, Skeleton Brother directly picked up Princess Irene. This action made Irene shy, and then she twisted her body strangely, causing the wound to be torn.

"hiss..."

Irene gasped. Although she had recovered, the pain she felt before was still there, and the damage she received could not be cured directly by healing potions. Even Akara's potion could only dispel the evil aura left on the wound.

Irene looked at the skeleton brother holding her and Wu Ye walking in front, and suddenly felt safe.

The skeleton warriors were like disappearing ghosts, silently blending into the shadows of the increasingly dense trees on both sides of the road. Their presence was minimized, yet they were everywhere, forming an invisible warning network.

The fresh, dewy air was overshadowed by another odor—a faint, stench of blood, rust, and rotting fat, carried by the wind from further downstream, like a mixture of a slaughterhouse and a crematorium. The closer we got to the mill, the stronger and more pungent the odor became, almost a tangible, suffocating pressure.

Irene's face paled even further. In Skeleton Brother's arms, she pointed toward the massive, shadowy silhouette at the bend in the stream ahead. A massive, completely abandoned stone mill, like the skeletal remains of a prehistoric beast, lay silent in the deepest predawn shadows. The massive waterwheel half collapsed into the stream, its blades coated in a slippery, shiny black-green moss and decaying plant debris. Only the main structure of the mill remained, its walls shattered, its twisted wooden beams piercing the gray sky, its window frames dark like the eyes of the dead.

"It's... right there... the entrance is under the stone foundation behind the mill..." Irene's voice was as thin as a mosquito, with uncontrollable trembling.

The atmosphere instantly became tense, like a fully drawn bowstring.

Skeleton Brother's figure silently passed Wu Ye, then put Irene down and walked straight to the steep stream bank covered with slippery moss and tangled vines deep in the shadow of the mill.

His palms covered with thin bone slices ignored the wet and sharp thorns, moving slowly and precisely on the cold and rough stone wall. Every press and every stroke was accompanied by a cold concentration that was almost like a hunting instinct.

Finally, at a seemingly ordinary depression in the rock surface covered with slippery moss, he bent his finger bones and suddenly exerted force!

"Crack!"

The crisp sound of the mechanism snapping together was like thunder before the deadly dawn! Irene trembled with fear. Wu Ye's hand instantly pressed on the bone staff, his eyes sharp as an eagle.

Before their eyes, a huge trapezoidal stone brick that was made to look like a natural rock wall suddenly caved inward, and then slid silently to the side with a heavy and heart-pounding weight!

A terrifying stench, suppressed for countless years and condensed to its utmost concentration, instantly burst forth like high-pressure steam! It wasn't simply corruption, but the concentrated wails of living beings, the immersion and purification of fear, a sticky, fermented mixture of aged blood and decaying organs. It instantly strangled everyone's throat, paralyzing their nerves and corroding their will!

Skeleton Brother retreated almost instantly! This wasn't a retreat, more like a volcano gathering strength before erupting! The dark blue soul fire in his eyes suddenly ignited into an unbearable white. His jaw dropped open, and his usually smooth and steady voice, now carrying the urgency and unquestionable certainty of an extremely strong and foul aura, pierced the dead silence sharply:

"What the hell are these bastards doing here!?"

What unfolded before them was no longer the imagined passage or stone steps, but a vast, downward-sloping gap, completely devoured by a darkness as thick as solidified ink! The darkness seemed to possess life, greedily devouring the glimmer of morning light while emitting whispers of soul-freezing malice and despair! The true entrance to the Branwell Lighthouse cellar now gaped open like a massive dark maw, ready to devour anyone it could, a silent, hideous grin on its face.

The tail end of Skeleton Brother's roar was still resounding in the humid air, and the stagnant darkness deep in the cellar was suddenly torn apart!

"Whoosh whoosh—!"

The sharp whistling sound of the wind tearing through the air was so sharp that it stung the eardrums! Those were not feathered arrows, but three bone spurs wrapped in an ominous dark green mist! Shooting out from the deepest darkness, with the power to pierce through iron armor, they rushed straight to the chest of the skeleton brother in the front!

Wu Ye swung his staff horizontally: "Bone Shield!"

The two jagged skeleton shields solidified instantly, accurately blocking the bone spurs! "Dangdangdang!" Amidst the sizzling sound of corrosion, debris from the shield surface flew everywhere!

"Hiss—ho ho—!" Almost simultaneously, a stream of decaying zombies, as thick as swampwater, emerged from the darkness, instantly blocking the narrow, downward-sloping entrance! Three necromancers, draped in filthy, tattered black robes, lurked behind the swarm of corpses, their claw-like hands holding high bone staffs shrouded in black electricity.

Filthy Cultists

[Summon Minions][Magic Enhancement][Lightning Enhancement][Divine Punishment]

Wu Ye's eyes flashed with cold light, and the scarlet mark of the World Stone pierced the heads of the three believers like a burning brand: At this moment, a new scarlet entry emerged like a blasphemous inscription: Sacrifice!

"Bone wall!" Wu Ye shouted and slammed his staff!

"Boom!" A wall of bones covered with hideous spikes rose from the ground, instantly blocking the surging tide of zombies and the figures of the three cultists behind them! The zombies in the front were smashed to pieces and hung on the bone spikes!

"In the name of my Lord's hunger!" A believer uttered a hoarse and distorted prayer, and slammed his bone staff to the ground!

The scarlet "Sacrifice" words above the three cultists' heads suddenly lit up with an eerie light! Almost simultaneously, from deeper in the distant cellar, a series of heart-wrenching howls, filled with utter fear and agony, echoed! The sound was filled with the agony of having one's life forcibly ripped away!

Zizzi——!

Visible dark red energy, like a bloody mist, was forcibly pulled from the source of the screams and madly poured into the bodies of the three cultists! Their black robes bulged visibly, and wriggling veins appeared on the surface of their skin. Even beneath the scarlet blood stripes, another layer of translucent blood stripes madly emerged!

"Sacrifice? You deserve to die!" Wu Ye's fury nearly burned through his sanity! He saw the translucent gray light representing the "immortal" attribute beginning to cover the believers' bodies! He couldn't let them complete their enhancement!

"Brother Skeleton! Go!"

Skeleton Brother's giant sword slashed down on the bone wall with thunderous force: "Open!"

"Boom!" The broken bones exploded behind the bone wall like a rain of pear blossoms!

At the moment when the roar of the explosion and the flying bone fragments obscured his vision, Wu Ye's five fingers of his left hand were like claws, and he clenched them violently towards the cultist in front of him who was guiding the sacrifice and whose body was surrounded by gray light!

"Snatch!"

I saw that the enhancement attribute under the health bar of one of the cultists had disappeared, [Magic Enhancement].

Wu Ye, who felt the power coming to him, saw his mana instantly increase by 50%, and the magic damage of his skills increased by about 25%.

The cultist whose power was taken away was stunned for a moment, his face full of disbelief. He could clearly feel that his power had been taken away.

The other two people who saw their companion being deprived of his power picked up the bone staffs in their hands and were about to use some skills towards Wu Ye.

Skeleton Brother accelerated and came in front of the two people who were about to cast a spell.

"Oh!"

The greatsword swept across the cultists, making a dull sound. They had a layer of invisible shield on their bodies.

The greatsword, with a muffled thud that ripped through the air, struck like a heavy battering ram, fiercely against the transparent undead shields covering the two cultists' bodies! The shields rippled violently, like water being hurled into a boulder, making a harsh crackling sound. The halo dimmed momentarily, but it didn't shatter immediately! The immense force of the impact still sent the two cultists stumbling backward, forcing their spells to a halt!

"Hmph! Turtle shell?" Skull Brother's smooth, cold voice was filled with disdain. He turned his wrist, and the greatsword, carrying the force of wind and thunder, launched a second blow that was even heavier and faster than before! "Break it for me!"

“Bang! Boom—!”

Skeleton Brother's second strike was no longer a sweeping blow, but a thunderous strike from above, condensing all his strength! The purple-black lightning wrapped around the rune-encrusted giant sword suddenly blazed brighter as it swung down, emitting a piercing electric whistle! Before the sword even reached them, the terrifying pressure had already caused the gray shields on the two cultists' bodies to violently warp and deform, and they groaned under the heavy pressure!

Snap! Puff!

A teeth-grinding cracking sound mixed with the muffled thud of flesh being torn apart exploded simultaneously! The cultist's shield on the left shattered like fragile glass! The giant sword, wrapped in its remaining power, slashed into his shoulder and neck without hindrance!

The pale bone blade ripped through flesh, bones, and internal organs like tofu! Dirty blood mixed with shattered organ fragments gushed out like a fountain! He didn't even have time to scream as his upper body was almost split in half. His broken body flew backward like a torn sack, and the scarlet blood bar instantly cleared!

While the cultist's shield wasn't completely shattered, it was riddled with spiderweb-like cracks, its light dimming to the extreme! The immense force of the impact slammed him hard against the cold stone wall of the passage, a dull thud echoing! He spat out blood, his bone staff flew out of his hand, and the crimson blood bar above his head plummeted. His eyes were filled with boundless fear and the dizziness of excruciating pain!

"Uh...uh..." He collapsed to the ground and tried to struggle to get up, but it affected his almost shattered internal organs and caused him to spit out another mouthful of blood.

"Bah!" Skeleton Brother's smooth and cold voice was filled with a hint of disgust. Without even looking at the chopped-up corpse, he swung the giant sword diagonally, carrying the lightning that had not yet dissipated, and accurately chopped at the neck of the cultist who was lying on the ground - the finishing blow!

"Stop!" The weakened cult leader, whose [Magic Enhancement] had been taken away by Wu Yeshe, screamed shrilly! He watched helplessly as one of his companions was instantly killed and another critically wounded, his heart nearly exploding with fear and rage! He waved his clawed hands frantically, trying to channel some sorcery once more. But without [Magic Enhancement], his casting speed and magical power were greatly reduced, and the condensed dark energy seemed extremely unstable!

"Your opponent is me!" Wu Ye's icy voice was like the declaration of death! At the moment when Brother Skeleton's giant sword fell, Wu Ye's staff had already pointed at the freshly split, still steaming corpse of the cultist!

"Corpse explosion!"

"Bang——!!!"

A deafening explosion resounded within the narrow passage! The shattered corpse suddenly expanded and exploded as if crammed with explosives! Filthy flesh, shattered bones, and the death energy and endless resentment contained within them transformed into a destructive torrent, fanning out and slamming into the cultist, who lay limp on the ground, his shield on the verge of shattering, and the leader behind him, who was casting a spell in vain!

"Nooooooooooooooo!" The limp cultist barely managed a half-hearted roar before he was completely engulfed by the storm of flesh and blood! His cracked shield instantly vanished like paper! His body was torn, twisted, and shattered by the shockwave! His crimson health bar instantly returned to zero!

The leader's spell was also forcibly interrupted by the sudden explosion! The weak dark energy he had hastily gathered was instantly dispersed by the shockwave! Broken bones and resentment imbued with the aura of death were like countless poisoned steel needles, fiercely piercing his body without any shield!

"Puff-puff-!"

"Ugh—!"

The cult leader trembled violently as if struck by a sledgehammer. His robes were ripped into countless holes, and his exposed skin was instantly covered with tiny blood holes and corroded scorch marks! He stumbled back, blood gushing from his mouth. The crimson blood streak above his head plummeted again, leaving only a thin sliver! His eyes were filled with utter fear and incredible horror! His proud sacrificial shield and the lives of his companions were easily shredded like paper by the opponent's precise and ruthless coordination!

The air was filled with smoke and dust, and the stone walls of the passage were splattered with broken flesh and blood.

Skeleton Brother slowly retracted the bloody giant sword and stood beside the pile of wreckage that was completely destroyed by the corpse explosion. His soul fire locked coldly on the only remaining leader cultist.

Wu Ye took a step forward, pointing the bone spear in his hand directly at the terrified figure, and his voice was like the wind blowing from the icy hell:

"Now, it's your turn. Tell me, to what monsters did you feed the lives you sacrificed?"

The believer who was unable to move because of being stepped on by Wu Ye suddenly burst into laughter.

“Hahahaha…He is about to wake up…Hahahaha! Our savior!”

As he spoke, a red light suddenly began to glow from the cultist's body, as if he was casting a spell. As the energy increased, Wu Ye felt something was wrong.

"Go! Get out of here now!!"

Wu Ye ran towards the door without looking back. Hearing Wu Ye's voice, Irene also ran without caring about the pain on her body.

Skeleton Brother rushed out and started running with Irene in his arms.

About a minute passed.

The ground shook violently and the sky was covered with dark clouds, as if lightning and thunder were about to strike.