Tyrell was chained by the Dark Wanderer, unable to move, Zhang Li and his party were very surprised when they saw him, obediently, this is an angel, a rare species that only exists in legends.

It is said that angels and demons are inseparable, and the two sides have been fighting for countless years, but neither can help anyone, if only they can get the help of angels......

Then they saw Tyrell's shattered body, and their adoration for the angel diminished.

What, it turned out to be a weak chicken, Anna thought.

In the minds of everyone present, there was only Anna who dared to be so disrespectful to angels except Zhang Li, because the Amazons did not believe in Sakaramism, and they had their own indigenous gods.

And Sakaram is the religion of angels, and this church can be found in almost the entire dark world.

Zhang Li and the others immediately rushed forward and cut the shackles that imprisoned Tyrell, and the broken angel was finally freed.

"It's too late, Diablo has released Baal, he will definitely go to Curast to release Mephisto, heroes, you must stop him, now, let me help you save those companions."

He floated into the cavern, unleashing his divine power to dissolve the ice released by Durrell.

"This paladin and mage killer is fine, it's just ......" Tyrell looked at Red and sighed silently.

"This barbarian warrior is so badly wounded that his internal organs and blood vessels are almost all broken, and even I have no power to recover." These injuries were inflicted by Red's own outburst.

"Since you can't, go aside." Zhang Li was very rude and pushed Tyrell aside and walked in front of Red himself.

"You." Just as Tyrrell was about to say something, he saw Zhang Li take out a golden sword and aim it at Red.

"Want to be relieved of his pain? yes, that's the only thing you can do. ”

Who would have thought that Zhang Li glanced at him lightly, and he didn't have any desire to explain at all, and when the others saw the Sword of Judgment, their eyes also glowed.

"Holy Healing!"

………………

Durrell died, and Rogauin did not hold a celebration like Camp Rogue, and the people of Rogue never knew what had happened, only that the undead had resurrected, that the sun had disappeared for a while, and that they had not recovered from their horror, and that only a few people were grateful for the deeds of these heroes.

And among them is a real antique, Herathan.

This thousand-year-old monster had already sneaked over to find out about the turmoil in the ancient tomb of Talasya, but it has been wavering since discovering the truth.

Baal has been released, and Durrell has been summoned, what should I do? To fight or not to fight?

But no matter how good his academic research is, his essence is just a mortal, how can he win the Demon King?

He began to think of all possible ways to win, but he was overturned over and over again until the group arrived.

Seeing these Nephilim rush all the way into Duriel's room and engage in a life-and-death struggle with him, Harathan pressed a rushing heart and took a closer look, and Zhang Li attracted his attention.

That kind of alchemy, how powerful is his spiritual power?

What has always plagued Herathan is the spiritual power, the stronger the spiritual power, the faster the speed of transformation, and the more the number of transformations, to a strong man like him in the later stage of the hero, it is very good to be able to drive a dozen sword blades at a time, but the human with long ears actually drove hundreds of them......

Is that a new kind of alchemy?

The pedantic Herathan had a strong interest in Zhang Li, and at this time, he had already decided that even if those Nephitians died, he must not let Zhang Li die, and if it came to a crisis, he would definitely save this person even if he took a risk, and who would have thought that they would actually win.

As Herathan watched as the men found Tyrell and then returned to Lugoin, he began to think about how to contact Zhang Li, but I don't know if it was an illusion, the long ear seemed to glance at him as he left......

Rugoin's sea ban had ended, and when he learned that they were about to go to Kurast, Mašif, who was already preparing to sail to the port of Kings to do business, was forcibly requisitioned by Jehein, who put him in charge of sending the heroes to Kurast's seaport, and he was really unlucky.

Come on, let's move the goods honestly, and make room for the old men who save the world to enjoy.

Masif's heart is not to mention how aggrieved he is.

Anyway, no matter what he thought, Nephilim was being treated by the imperial doctor in the palace, and everyone present, except for Zhang Li and Red, had nothing to do, and everyone else had extensive frostbite on their bodies.

"I don't have any good way, the Sword of Judgment needs to be charged, bear with it, endure it for a few days, as long as you don't die, you can be safe." You can see if you look at Red, he was the most seriously injured, and now he is alive and kicking.

Zhang Li turned his head and left, he didn't have time to delay now, Herason's alchemy books were still in the shelter, he had to seize all the time to study.

It's not that I didn't want to move all the books, but in that case, it wouldn't be worth offending the person who wrote the book.

So Helathan, who was thinking about how to contact Zhang Li, saw such a scene after returning to the shelter, the young man he had never forgotten was soaking in his library at this time, Herasen's face sank suddenly, people are selfish, no one wants their academic research to be read by others at will, and the most unbearable thing for him is that all the books that Zhang Li has read are all stacked by him, and he doesn't respect this precious book at all.

"Ahem!"

So just as Zhang Li was concentrating on learning alchemy, these two coughs interrupted his train of thought.

"Coming?"

Hearing this, Herathan was stunned.

Here it comes? What's called? This was originally the old man's home, okay? And what do you mean by this attitude, you look up, do you think of me as someone else?

"You've been secretly watching me when you've been in the cave, and I know you're interested in me." At this time, Zhang Li finally raised his head and looked at the old man who had not taken a bath for hundreds of years and was in a mess with an explosive head.

"Let's talk a little bit, Herathan."

………………

And in Burning Hell, there is another guy who is full of interest in Zhang Li, his name is Beria, the king of lies, similar to the status of the wise angel Masayr in heaven, he is the brains of the forces of hell, and all conspiracies are from him.

"Azmodan, I always feel like things are out of my control." In front of him is a super fat man, who is the king of sin, Azmodan.

"What are you worried about? Although that fool is dead, we all know that Tyrell does not dare to report the matter to Heaven, and he fears that it will make the Angel Council re-vote on the life and death of humans, and as long as the angels are kept in the dark, who can stop us? "Azmodan has full confidence in Beria's plan, because whether those five succeed or not, it will not hinder the final plan, which means that it is okay if it fails, and the plot of Diablo 3 is also in their plan, which is a game that cannot be lost.

As he spoke, he ate and looked closely, and all that was in front of him were the corpses of various angels and demons.

"I'm really not worried about Tyrell's side, but Azmodan, don't you think that alien human is too weird?"

"The guy with the long ears?" Azmodan smiled rather nonchalantly, "Don't we already know the details of that clown?" An ordinary mortal of the level of Nephiten, although it is commendable that there are treasures that can trap our souls, but no matter how powerful a mortal is, what kind of storm can he set off. ”

"That long ear is very strange, did you notice that he was the only one who was not injured in these two battles?"

"In my opinion, Beria, you just like to be cranky, don't you always say that if you want to understand someone, then torture his enemies? If you really don't feel at ease, you might as well just kill the clown and torture his soul directly, the soul will not lie. ”

Beria didn't continue to talk, he looked at the ancient battlefield in front of him, his brain thinking quickly.

That ancient battlefield is a battlefield of angels and demons, and it does not belong to the human world, here, they have been fighting for countless years, and it is strange not to fight a few times a day, so when those five go to the human world to do things, he and Azmodan will sit here to command the legion, in order not to let the angel legion see the abnormality.

"I decided, in order to prevent accidents, I will personally go to the world, during this time, you just need to do nothing, as long as you hold for a few months, I will come back."

"To the world? How to get there? Diablo still has the energy to send you over again? "Diablo has already summoned a Durrell, how can he possibly summon another Demon King?

"I'll take over a mortal shell like Andariel......"

………………

I didn't know how much wind and waves my little butterfly had set off, Zhang Li and his party had already arrived at the Kurast Harbor, and thanks to his holy treatment along the way, including the two Roges, they were basically unharmed.

It's really hard to imagine how many dark wounds these people would have left on their bodies without him, Andariel has already made them dozens of years old, and after experiencing Duriel, it is really incredible that they can finally defeat the Three Demon Gods.

Maybe there is some hidden power in them that Zhang Li doesn't know?

Anyway, they had reached the location of Act III, and as soon as they got off the boat, the group rushed out of the harbor like crazy, as if they were looking for something.

It all started not so long ago, when a sailboat ran aground due to a deviant course, the one that the Dark Wanderers had stolen from Rugoin.

The boat ran aground on a coral island, and there was a tragedy of cannibalism in it, and the stolen ship had no supplies, and their group of refugees survived thanks to the dark wanderer, whose evil aura corroded the fish and shrimp in the sea, so that the fish and shrimp would bite when they saw people, so as long as a person was tied with a rope and still entered the sea, and then brought it up, he could harvest a lot of seafood.

That is, the "bait" is bitter.

In this way, they slowly approached the seaport of Kurast, and because they had no knowledge of navigation, they took many detours along the way, and also avoided many crises dangerously, but who would have thought that they still ran aground at the last moment.

The Dark Wanderer and the dwarf left in the only lifeboat, leaving them with the refugees, who were so powerful that they could only watch them go.

As a result, they were starving, and the tragedy of cannibalism was staged, and Zhang Li and others saved their lives after passing by, but it is estimated that they will be better off than dead in the rest of their lives.

From them, the Nephilims knew that the Dark Wanderer had only been away in a small boat for a few days, and that if they had speeded up, they might have been able to catch up with him.

So as soon as they got off the boat, they rushed out in a hurry to find the guy.

It turned out that they really found it.