adventurer killer

Leoric Castle was built in the first year of Kanduras.

Its predecessor existed as the king's palace, and the towering double-headed bell tower is its most representative feature.

In the era when the mad king had not yet become a mad king, its two-headed clock tower was a beautiful sight for the people to watch every day. The tolerant and benevolent king allowed his citizens to come closer and look up.

At that time, around this huge Bourbon-style castle, there were evergreen trees all year round, and a clear and wide river served as the acropolis of the castle.

During the festive season, looking down from the bridge between the two clock towers, the river is always full of people celebrating.

Tourists ride in boats and wave to the guards in front of the castle. The guards are always approachable and whistle to the pretty girls on the boats.

The blue-gray clock tower is always lit all night. It is used to inform the country and the people of peace, and it often plays the national anthem of Kanduras or dance music adapted to different festivals. It is very popular.

However, time has passed, and the bell tower that once defended the national destiny of Kanduras has become like a dead titan, extinguishing its bright eyes and falling into a deep sleep.

The sky behind it used to be blue and boundless, and eagles also liked to nest among the relief figures on the clock tower. Now, the relief plaster on it is peeling off, as if suffering from the black death.

The sky containing it, just like the river below, is no longer clear, rotten fish and shrimps are deposited in the river, and the garbage is covered with filth, forming the most deadly poisonous miasma.

The poisonous miasma floated upwards until it reached the top of the two-headed clock tower, making everything below sink into the land abandoned by the gods, and there were no boats coming towards it, and no citizens.

However, no one left the Leoric Castle. There were too many dead bodies sleeping there, and most of the people who used to sit on the boat had already entered its embrace.

It opened the gate of the castle with the most tolerant side, and signaled to those who stared at it from afar with the decayed iron spear railing-if you dare, please come in and see His Majesty the Emperor.

The demonized snakes and piranhas have become the moat, no, it should be said that they are the residents of the mud ditch.

They are born to love their homeland, and they have become a natural moat that prevents adventurers from approaching.

Adventurers in the world dare not approach this lair of the undead rashly, but it does not mean that the mad king's revenge will fear the world.

Inside the castle, there are military roads left by the frontiers for centuries, or there are pleasure boats and dark rivers for the transportation of goods.

Now, these facilities have become the main passages for skeleton soldiers to be sent out. They are exposed to the world under no one's instructions to build outposts and military depots.

Some people say that if it wasn't for the fact that the skeleton soldiers had no intelligence and single actions, they would have already occupied this withered world, and Diablo would be reborn from it.

Fortunately, there are priests and holy light.

The holy light burns all the undead, even a nun who has no power to bind chickens can burn the undead by reciting hymns, so although there are many skeleton soldiers, they are not terrible.

In the concept of adventurers, skeleton soldiers are not even as dangerous as demonized creatures in the river.

They were organizing the crusade against demonized creatures three months ago.

The stinking mud was overturned by the blasting tube thrown in by human soldiers. Half of it was a rotting human body, and half of it was a multi-legged mollusc, lying on the mud and grinning at the opposite bank.

The demonized creatures follow the rules of survival that are more cruel than the natural world, and the creatures that eventually evolve, or are blended, are often ugly, bloodthirsty, and disgusting.

It was almost impossible to tell whether it was the mouth or the organs of the morning glory. It sprayed a string of poisonous bombs towards the river bank, and the soldiers responsible for throwing the blasting tubes hurriedly retreated into the withered arbor forest.

The falling process of the poison bomb was extremely slow, but the angle was often unexpected, so that when it fell on top of people's heads, everyone was still staring at the monster.

As a result, soldiers who were not quick enough to react fell to death after being hit by layers.

About half a quarter of an hour later, the dead body climbed up again, and charged towards the rear with its battered armor scorched by toxin.

Commander Parsi was ordained at the age of three, and he could recite more than a hundred hymns at the age of ten. Even his cloak was molded into golden yellow when he communicated with the Holy Light, and his whole figure seemed to be made of pure gold.

He is blond-haired and blue-eyed, with a tall and straight physique, and he is the most dazzling star of the Gate of Holy Truth. [The Saw and Sickle of the Cultist] waved several deadly arcs in his hand.

Throwing out a long string of [Holy Water Beads], the land polluted by the poisonous bombs was restored to scorched land. He always likes to deal with problems concisely and clearly.

"Fight poison with poison." Looking down at the land situation that was more tragic than being attacked by poisonous bombs, the spokesperson of the Gate of Holy Truth said with relief.

"It's the door of divine truth!" The soldiers dispatched by the Gato'ao United Kingdom waved their weapons and cheered after several days of trembling.

If it wasn't for the Holy Light's apostle who didn't like being picked up and thrown, Paxi would have been treated like this by the soldiers, with a smoldering corpse crawling under his feet.

Paxi enjoyed everyone's praise very much, and waved his armor slowly: "This is just a very ordinary monster, I call it a human centipede."

He refers to the monster in the center of the opposite river, with a vicious and disgusting face, screaming "Hiss!", threatening him.

A man dressed as a soldier captain came from behind the four high-ranking paladins following Percy, and said with reverence and awe on his face: "Master Percy, please lead us."

The four high-ranking paladins looked at the latecomers with pitiful eyes. Their emotions have always been like this, no matter when they look at humans/dead corpses/ghouls.

Their expressions gave people the illusion that all the tragedies that happened in the world were caused by them, and that the injustices suffered by the world should be avenged by them.

Therefore, they always show people a humble and gentle side.

Especially in front of the captains of the Expedition Team of the Gate of the Holy Truth, they were as gentle as a trickle of water, and it was impossible to judge the strength of the four knights from their aura.

If there is only one shortcoming of Passy, ​​it is that he is fundamentally different from these four subordinates.

He is more cheerful, his personality is not as black and white as the four subordinates, and he is slightly headstrong, which may have a lot to do with his luxurious growth process.

He hadn't experienced any setbacks, and his four subordinates all came from the dark through thorns and thorns, and their robes were stained with blood, so there was a stark contrast in temperament.

Passy put the saw sickle majestically on the ground, so that the soldiers could witness that the holy light was shining like a waning moon at his feet, and he was an outstanding person who ascended to the sky.

"Coleman, you go to preside over the overall situation of the Gatoao United Kingdom Army." Passy said solemnly, and a dark-skinned paladin in front of him knelt forward to accept the order.

The paladin named Coleman was of black race. If he took off the violet resentment helmet, he would reveal a shiny and shiny bald head, and he was unusually strong.

"Of order, Your Excellency, Captain." He stood up humbly, and then covered the soldier captain who was looking up at Coleman with his arms, which were wider than the two of them.

"Please lead the way, Your Excellency, Captain." Coleman squeezed out a tired and gentle smile, his eyelids lifted heavily, full of deliberately formulaic etiquette.

But the soldier captain will definitely not have any objection to his little expression. After he was stunned for a moment, joy instantly occupied his entire face, and he waved his hands constantly.

"Everyone! We are no longer lost! With Lord Coleman leading us! We will definitely win great honor in Leoric's underground palace!"

"Ugh!"

From the perspective of the human centipede, the performance of the humans on the other side is very interesting.

In the first few days, the human soldiers tried to use blasting canisters to clear the silt, but their stupidity killed themselves.

First of all, ordinary blasting methods are of no use to human centipedes. They are the result of natural selection, and the mud attached to their bodies is so thick that even a crossbow can't pierce them.

Not to mention, they are good at swimming in the silt of the river, and they can come and go freely.

Blasting canisters can only greet mud, and have no effect on human centipedes.

The human soldiers were routed quickly, but after a few hours, they would repeat the previously failed plan, using larger-yield gun barrels to cover strikes.

It is an old saying that one can learn one's wisdom by eating a pit, but it is not reflected in these human soldiers. The blasting tubes are often whipped back to the other side by the human centipede.

As a result, black smoke billowed from the miasma forest on the opposite bank, and countless corpses of human soldiers were left behind.

Now, these human soldiers found five more paladins who looked like dogs, and they were so excited that they danced.

It was as if all the demonized creatures in the river had been wiped out.

The human centipede became very angry, and suddenly opened the sharp kiss in a cross shape.

The poison bomb attack, which was originally glowing blue, was instantly blessed by the fire element, and the hot, rotten, and pungent smell rushed towards the opposite bank violently.

Passy, ​​who was assigning tasks, heard a different wind, he twisted the heavy and thick [Heaven's Stream Greaves], and opened his mouth towards the incendiary bombs that were thrown.

And the human soldiers who suffered a lot from this food immediately forgot the wish they made 2 minutes ago, and running away with their heads in their hands is no longer enough to describe their sloppy state.

At this moment, a slender and elegant figure flew up holding two swords, with two translucent wings attached to her shoulders, like an angel in a holy image.

Her armor is very slim, and any piece of chain is made with a length and curvature that fits the skin.

The cost of this kind of "dedicated saintess" is extremely high, and there are not many people.

It was made by craftsmen using the rarest mineral [pure source quality titanium silver] that could be found on the Dark Continent before entering Leoric's underground palace.

Its hardness is actually higher than that of diamonds, and the only thing that can cut it is [atomic technique], an alchemy method that requires the strength of many people.

Ordinary sword bumps can't leave a trace at all, and things like blasting tubes can only bring a tingling feeling to the master who dedicated the saint.

The Gate of the Holy Truth has paid a lot for this set of consecrated saints, because apart from the pure source material titanium silver, the atomic technique may be more valuable, which requires the blood of a large number of purebred demons...

As for those lucky enough to obtain this set of armor, her strength is also beyond doubt.

Nobody doubts that the woman with two [Sentry Scouts] is as real as she appears.

The body as flexible as a willow is spinning in mid-air. The sentry scouts are not too long, each reaching to the elbow, and the sapphire inlaid on the hilt of the sword draws a galaxy when they are closed and rotated.

The blade storm broke out under the woman's sword, dedicated to the slenderness of the saint, the fierceness of the blade storm, the lonely galaxy, and the hesitant demonized monster human centipede.

Together they endured the vast amount of holy light energy hidden in the woman's body, and a spherical storm appeared over the river for a moment, and then suddenly shrank.

There was a round hole missing on the surface of the river, and the three monsters that spewed poisonous bombs had already disintegrated into the air along with the flying stinky mud.

Things kept falling from the sky, most of them were emitting hot and humid smoke, and the "Holy Maiden of Consecration" fell to the ground, pinning the dagger behind her wrist.

Only then did Passy slowly close his mouth. The reason why he was astonished was of course not because the human centipede spit poisonous bullets at him, but he never thought that the monster would dare to be so arrogant.

In front of the Gate of Holy Truth, he dared to blatantly attack Mr. Paxi!

But the knights under him will not let the noble commander respectfully punish the dirty garbage.

At this time, the consecrated saint walked up to Passy cautiously, following the etiquette of female saints, and only kissed his chest to greet him.

The latter narrowed his eyes and smiled slightly, put his hands on the woman's shoulders, and said in a kind tone: "Well done, Iluna, you are indeed my lady."

The female saint's shoulders trembled unnaturally, no matter how violent a monster she faced, she had never trembled like this before, only this person, a little weight could make her crazy.