Burst!

Burst!

……

This torture didn't last long, a few golden flashes flashed, and the monsters lying on the sea elves and were about to feast on them were all shattered.

However, when Sherlock walked over to prepare for the treatment, he realized that it was too late, and the broken stomachs of those sea elves were already a blur of gnawed flesh, and unless the High Priest came to unleash the restoration technique, it was no longer enough to save their lives by restoring their health.

"Jane, is this what you call the rules of the game?" Laces said flatly.

His personality consciousness had been transformed, and he would want to save the sea elves, just because he wanted to save them, but he would no longer feel any grief because of their deaths.

"It's really part of the rules, how's it going, are you having fun?" Maxien took a deep breath, and he seemed to enjoy the strong smell of blood in the air.

"Happy, I'm happy." Lesis didn't look at the wailing sea elves again, and dragged the giant sword towards the other party, "You not only gave me the strength to kill you, but also gave me a reason to kill you, you said it was not worth the pleasure!" ”

"It's worth it, of course it's worth it, and I'm glad you finally understand what I'm doing." Maxian's finally stood up from his throne, his staff in his hand.

Sherlock finally saw the attributes of these two people at this time.

Lesis (Lord): Class Abyss Avenger, Level 61, 86% HP

Christopher Jane Maxien (Lord): Defender of Asmodeirs, level 65, 100% health

Both of them are second-order professions in their 60s, and they are both lords, so theoretically there is not much difference in strength.

But regardless of the strength or weakness of these second-order professions, the gap in equipment alone cannot be easily smoothed out.

A powerful spellcaster will always have a variety of props and backhands on him, which usually require a melee class to take his life to hardcore.

Sherlock had anticipated the outcome of the battle, but he didn't expect the process to be so dramatic.

Maxim didn't give the other party a chance to draw his sword at all.

A strange light flashed from the tip of the staff, and Lesis discarded the sword like a puppet and walked over obediently.

"How so!" The mouth, the only part he could control, opened with difficulty.

"The hierarchy imprinted in the soul is the most fundamental law to maintain the order of the devil, and as the spokesperson of the master in the main material plane, and with the red jade scepter in my hand, I naturally have the ability to command all the devils."

Maxien speaks of all the devils, and in the whole of Bartow's hell, only Asmodeirs, the supreme ruler, has this right.

"Alright, my captain of the escort, in order to welcome you to the party, I have specially prepared a grand banquet for you." His gaze slowly turned to the square, "And you, adventurer, you should feel honored that you will be the last sacrifice of this ceremony, and the first milestone of my domination of the continent." ”

"Rule ......" Sherlock still didn't say the mottled reason after all.

'As long as you have enough strength, both these sea elves and your own lives can be saved.'

This sentence really does not specify that it is only for the Shahua Fish Man, it is such a loophole, for the devil, it is enough to escape the constraints of the rules.

"Half-elf, I'd love to know what it would be like to transplant Xthorse's heart into you." Riya gave one last chance, "If you choose to hand over your soul now, I can let you live." ”

Sherlock didn't know what the impact of signing a contract with the other party would be, but now seeing Lesis's performance, it is at least certain that he will be controlled by high-level demons.

If that's the case, he might as well die now.

"I'm sorry, little Lori, it seems that I have to make another choice."

"It seems that you still don't know the consequences of being killed by me."

"I really don't know, and I don't care, because ......" Sherlock's eyes glanced at the team channel, and when he saw the instructions that were ready, he smiled and said, "I'm not going to die at all!" ”

As soon as his last word came out, the entire space suddenly shook violently, and on the rock wall at the edge, three holy rays revealed their true faces from the layers of the rock.

The three divine powers of hope, justice, and order pierced the darkness in the space in just a moment, and the dazzling light reflected as if to cleanse everything here.

And on the ground, which had long been stained red with blood, under the effect of the formation, layers of blood mist were steamed, blocking all those rays of light full of divine aura in midair.

"Who broke the seal!" Maxian's cries were filled with panic as his plans had deviated unexpectedly for the first time.

Before he could unleash any reconnaissance spells, the five figures jumped out of thin air, and then rushed towards the location of the three holy rays.

He already knew who the group was, and as he ran to the center of the room, he shouted, "Liya, organize them!" ”

He worked hard to hold the blood sacrifice in order to take out the sealed Demon Prisoner Pot and rescue the imprisoned Nexersett, the incarnation of Asmodes in the main material plane, so as to obtain the command of the Baba's forces in the hands of the other party.

The ritual is not completely completed yet, and if they control the three holy artifacts that are seals, it will do no harm to the Demon Prisoner's Pot, even if they can imprison everyone's souls afterwards.

So he didn't have time to care about the lives of these adventurers, and his first and most important goal was to capture the Demon Prisoner's Pot.

At this time, Sherlock also saw a black clay pot emerging from the void, although he did not understand the function of this thing, but he could know its importance just by looking at Maxien's performance.

Just now, after Hui Feng and the others found his location and successfully infiltrated, they had already sent him the next battle plan. ，

The five of them are responsible for snatching the holy artifact as a seal, and he has to stop the NPCs in their tracks.

Letting him be a level 36 druid to intercept a level 65 lord boss is really a bit too much to look up to him.

But at this time, you can't go on it, and you have to bite the bullet.

A huge golden shuriken came out of his hand in an instant, sliced through the flames, and flew straight towards the running Maxian.