Chapter 4 Fortunately, the protagonist is not me

Diablo ——— Founder is of course familiar with this series, with magnificent magic, cult graphics and settings, and endless brushes, which is also the impression that most players have of this world. However, players who have studied this world in depth will know very well that this world ......... It just looks cool.

In fact, as its name suggests, it's a dark, world full of death and destruction, and one that can never be turned over. The struggle of human beings will always be only a moment of peace, but it will not be long before it will be ruthlessly broken. It's as if the sun will eventually rise and the snow and ice will melt.

And more importantly, it's a world that's very unfriendly to the protagonist.

Don't look at the game, the protagonists are all gods who block and kill gods and Buddhas, but in fact, darkness runs through three generations, and few protagonists have a good death.

The three protagonists in the first part of Darkness, the warrior inserted the soul stone of the big pineapple into his brain, trying to suppress the evil soul of the big pineapple with his strong will. Then, as expected, he was corrupted by the big pineapple, degenerated, and then became a prop for the resurrection of the big pineapple. The other two are not much better, either they are transformed into evil spirits after death, or they succumb to the evil will and become corrupted and degenerate, and finally they all become bosses and are killed by the protagonists of the second part, of course, the protagonists who are the successors also do not die well......... It would be a pipe dream to kill the demon king and go home and marry the princess, and these people will either disappear or be killed.

In other worlds, the protagonist's aura is life-saving, but in this world, the protagonist's aura is deadly!

Because of this, after figuring out the world, Fangzheng's first reaction was to breathe a sigh of relief......... It's good that the protagonist is not me!

If he remembers correctly, he should have traveled through the third part of Diablo, and now the plot is the opening part, a meteor fell from the sky and smashed the church of Trisham, Decakane's granddaughter Leah gathered the militia to try to find her grandfather, and at this time, the protagonist Nephilim appeared on the scene, and then embarked on a road of no return......... Well, the point of no return.

Although Fang Zheng didn't remember the plot of this part very clearly in his memory, he believed that this unlucky Nephi Tian would definitely not end well in the future. What if you beat the big pineapple? Anyway, the malice of the protagonist in this world is very bad, either he was killed by an assassin sent by an old friend, or he was unlucky enough to die because of the loss of control of magic, or he was corrupted and degraded by the influence of evil forces and became a boss who sent equipment to the next generation of protagonists.........

Such an unlucky protagonist halo, who loves to want it, anyway, it is the one who is not sensitive.

"Knock knock knock ............!!"

Just as Fang Zheng finished drinking the broth, suddenly there was a rush of footsteps, and then he saw a militiaman running into the hotel.

"Founder! Chief Ramford wants you to get to the gate at once! Those damned undead are back in existence! We must stop them! ”

"I see!"

Hearing what the militia said, Fang Zheng didn't say anything more, and hurriedly stood up and followed the militia out of the hotel. By this time, the rain had stopped, and a few people could be seen all around. However, most of them looked nervous and anxious. But at this moment, Fang Zheng was not in the mood to care about these people, he came to the gate, only to see that Captain Ramford had also changed his clothes, and was directing other militiamen to make barricades at this moment, seeing Fang Zheng, Ramford immediately waved his hand.

"Quick, Fangzheng, come and help, we just repelled a wave of undead attacks, they ......... Damn it! ”

Before Ramford could finish speaking, Fang Zheng saw the barricade on his right be smashed with a "bang", and then several living dead slowly walked in, their eyes glowing, and they staggered towards the gate. Seeing this scene, several other militiamen immediately became nervous. They clenched the weapons in their hands, and they didn't dare to gasp and look at the monster in front of them.

At the same time, a system prompt sound of "ding" also sounded in Fangzheng's ears, and then a line of information was displayed in front of Fangzheng's eyes.

[Scene Quest Trigger: Guardian]

[The dark and evil power has come, the flame of civilization has been like a candle in the wind, the test of the end is coming, all you can do is accept the challenge and face the dark future (resist the attack of the undead, protect the town, successfully learn skills +1, dimensional points +1)]

It's finally time for the mission!

Seeing the task in front of him, Fang Zheng also took advantage of the situation to pull out his frost sorrow, but looking at the other people as if they were facing a great enemy, he still had some doubts in his heart. Founder's understanding of this world is limited to games, plots, and settings. As for the strength of the monsters in this game, he didn't know much about it. But in Fang Zheng's opinion, these living dead really have nothing to be particularly wary of, their speed is very slow, and they are not like those zombies in worlds like Resident Evil that mutate and evolve, if it is those elite leaders with halos, then maybe there is still a bit of a threat. But what about these walking and shaky living dead make a battle-hardened warrior like Ramford so nervous?

Doubts are doubts, but Fang Zheng also concentrated his energy, vigilantly staring at the living dead in front of him. He knew very well that he had just come to this world, and he definitely didn't know more about this place than the old men like Rumford, and since the other party was so nervous, then of course he wouldn't let his guard down.

After all, it's better to be careful in everything.

Although the speed of those living dead was very slow, their purpose was quite clear, and they walked straight towards the gate, and at this moment, even Fang Zheng clenched his long sword, swallowed his saliva, and felt his heart begin to thump. This can be said to be the first serious battle since he came to another world, and he doesn't know how far he can go.

Although Fang Zheng can also activate the Lich King's soul stone four times, he won't use it at this time——— the living dead is a junior mob in the dark world, and he fights this to open the Lich King? Isn't that anti-aircraft guns fighting mosquitoes?

"Up!!"

As the living dead stepped into the circle of attack, Ramford roared in rage and raised his sword to slash at the living dead. And Fang Zheng also gritted his teeth, clenched the hilt of Frost's Sorrow, and slashed at the living dead in front of him.

"Boom!!"

I'm going to go!!

It wasn't until the sword was slashed that Fang Zheng was dumbfounded, and he finally understood why a group of living dead people who walked slower than the old grandmother could make an old warrior like Ramford feel like a formidable enemy.

In one word, it is ——— hard!

This guy is so hard!!

Although the Frost Sorrow in Fang Zheng's hand could not be used because he did not activate the soul stone, most of his special abilities could not be used, but simply as a sword, it was also considered superb. When they were dealing with the Silver Knights, Frostmourn sliced through their armor as easily as butter. But when Fang Zheng's sword slashed at the living dead, it actually felt as if it had been slashed on a tire! All he felt was that Frost Sorrow had only slashed into his muscles, and then he was stuck!

Where can there be such a hard living dead!

But to Fangzheng's surprise, that's not all.

"Roaring ———"

The Living Dead was slow, but it wasn't a target, it let out a low roar, and then opened its hands and grabbed at Fang Zheng. And Fang Zheng also hurriedly drew back the long sword, and then blocked in front of him. But what Fang Zheng didn't expect was that at the same time that the claws of the living dead hit the Frost Sorrow, he felt a powerful force attacking him, and then Fang Zheng actually flew out like this!

"Whew!!"

Fang Zheng slammed his head on the door behind him, only to feel that his whole body was about to fall apart. He now finally understood why this group of living dead, who seemed to be hobbling and not much faster than a turtle crawling, were able to wipe out a militia team completely!

Aside from their slow speed, these bastards have no weaknesses at all!

Looking at the two swords of Nefeitian in the game, Fang Zheng thought that these living dead were soft persimmons and pinched casually, this is good, they may not be as weird as those mutated zombies in Resident Evil, but just this hardness and strength, a proper tyrant level!

"Founder! Stand up and don't let them surround you!! ”

Hearing Captain Ramford's shout, Fang Zheng also gritted his teeth, and a tumbling stood up, raising the frost sorrow in his hand to meet the living dead again.

But this time Fang Zheng learned smartly, he didn't go to this living dead again, because Fang Zheng had already discovered that the living dead in the dark world had great strength and high defense, but their speed was hard. Therefore, he did not immediately step forward to attack this time, but let the living dead attack him first, and then Fang Zheng took advantage of the opponent's hand to raise his hand, and immediately raised his sword and fell, cutting off the hands of the living dead.

This time Frostmourn finally showed the power of its artifact, although the arm of the living dead was also very hard, but it was still completely cut off under Fangzheng's full force, and the living dead without hands suddenly looked like a toothless tiger, although it shook its head and planned to attack again. But this time Fang Zheng also learned to be smart, and directly cut off its head with a sword, only to see the living dead shake a few times, and then fell to the ground, silent.

Finally, there is a way.

Seeing this living dead falling, Fang Zheng breathed a sigh of relief. Then he hurriedly picked up his weapon and ran towards the other living dead.

At this time, Captain Ramford and the other militiamen were only entangled with these living dead, and Fang Zheng only glanced at them to understand why they couldn't beat the living dead.

Weapons don't work!

What Fang Zheng was holding in his hand was the Frost Sorrow, it was so hard to cut down these living dead, these people were only holding the most ordinary standard weapons in their hands, and it was naturally even more unbearable. Fang Zheng saw Captain Ramford slash the dead with his sword, and it took four or five slashes to cut out a few wounds, as if he had been chiseled out of a stone slab with a knife!

"Captain Ramford!!"

Hearing Fang Zheng's shout, Ramford glanced at Fang Zheng, and after seeing the living dead at Fang Zheng's feet, his eyes lit up, and then the other party nodded immediately. At the same time, he took half a step forward and brandished his long sword to contain the living dead in front of him. Fang Zheng took advantage of the gap in Ramford's attention to the living dead to get behind it, and then with a swing of his sword, he cut off the head of the living dead.

And those militiamen are also experienced, seeing that the weapons in Fang Zheng's hands can deal with the living dead, they naturally played the role of MT without saying a word, and with the cooperation of both sides, it didn't take long for this group of living dead to be swept away and completely killed.

"Hoo ........."

It wasn't until the last living dead fell to the ground that Fang Zheng wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead. At the same time, he could see that on the bodies of the living dead, white gases like mist emerged from them, and they entangled into human face-like forms, and then they were drawn into the body of Frost Sorrow's sword as if attracted by a magnet. At the same time, in front of Fangzheng's eyes, a line of system prompts appeared.

[Soul Power +10......... Soul Power +13......... Soul Power +12.........】

Get!

Seeing the system prompt in front of him, Founder finally breathed a sigh of relief. He had been worried about how to complete Frostmourn's mission, but now it seemed that it would not be difficult to complete it.

"Ding."

Just as Fang Zheng was absorbing the power of his soul, a system prompt sounded in his ears again, and then another line of words appeared in front of Fang Zheng's eyes.

[Scene Quest "Guardian" Progress 1 Completed]

【User Gets Skill Rewards】

[Users gain +1 Dimension Points]

【Please select a skill】

【Frost Strike】【Crusader Strike】

Choose?

Looking at this line of prompts in front of him, Fang Zheng couldn't help but be stunned, aren't these two skills the skills of the death knight and the paladin in the mountain of Yamaguchi? The Dead Rider can still understand, what the hell is the paladin?

Thinking of this, Fang Zheng couldn't help but pat his head, and secretly sighed that he was stupid, the soul stone he was now inlaid with was Arthas, wasn't Arthas a paladin before he became the Lich King?

But......... How do you choose?