When the demons fully bared their brutal fangs, the ocean where they gathered also set off a huge wave, crashing towards the location of the human alliance like the top of Tarzan. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Even if the humans standing on top of the thick stone layer could be condescending, they could not stop the wraking edge of the countless heads and bodies that were out of the huge demons, not to mention the banshees, winged demons and other beings that could fly, but fortunately, the top wall of the tomb was not too high enough for them to wave their wings with all their might, which did not allow the demons to take advantage of the air.

However, when they saw such a terrifying impact, the human alliance was still deeply shocked, and the demons were overwhelmingly swarming, and the black pressure was all over the sky, obscuring the light of magic and casting a lingering shadow on their hearts again.

"! The big deal is death! I'm afraid of your mother's egg! ”

Suddenly there was a roar of determination in the coalition army, and the mouth of the man who spoke was unobstructed, he was a tall and heroic man from northern China, because of his irascible character, he got a nickname that could not be said to be good or bad, "Tyrant", speaking of which this tyrant is really an unambiguous guy, with a bloody demon limb in his mouth, and his blood-stained face was full of flesh, desperately slashing the heavy simple knife in his hand, and fighting against the surging demons, and the momentum did not fall behind at all.

His roar had an unexpected effect, and some frightened humans were provoked by him, and immediately got rid of the heavy stone that pressed on their hearts, gritted their teeth and fought against the demons, but before that, some players and NPCs who were not afraid of death had already fought everywhere, especially the four great knights who were left behind, and they were even more desperate to rescue everywhere.

Even from time to time, they often sacrificed themselves to go deep into the dense demon clusters to kill those giant demons with a high degree of threat, but fortunately, the demons that came at this time were not too powerful, and these big knights did not encounter too many obstacles, and they could often easily succeed by resisting a few painless attacks.

With the three classes working together, the knights did not hesitate to become a solid barrier to the coalition forces, resolutely blocking the demons while doing their best to release their own holy light, or intercept attacks falling from the sky, or kill long-range demons hiding in the demon hordes.

The rangers no longer retain their strength, and have used the Ranger Mind to attach special abilities to the arrows, making the targets hit by the arrows vulnerable, and making their scale carapaces lose their strong defense.

Most of the nuns were hindered by the way they fought and could not directly fight the demons, but their prayers based on the nuns' heart's eyes played a huge role, and with their presence, the knights and rangers were completely free of distractions when attacking, allowing them to focus more on the battle, thus increasing the combat effectiveness of the human alliance.

In short, the desperate human beings did not give up hope for life, and it may be said that they were dying under the sickle of death at this time, but while they were struggling, they sent countless demons to the chopping block of death in advance.

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Dicakane, who has been guarding the center of the coalition forces, is trembling, his thin and fragile body can't withstand the huge power of swinging in the air, like the rough face of the old bark of an ancient tree is covered with filthy sweat, which makes his skin even more unkempt than he is, however, his eyes are unseen than ever, as if they will emit a bright light in the next second, and he snuggled up to the staff to support his body and tried his best to suppress his hands trembling with excitement, With difficulty, he wrote about what happened to the human coalition at this time in an old book.

The old and weak Dicakane was not afraid of the demonic sea that could destroy the world, but was so excited that it was difficult to hide the excitement in his eyes.

When Lazarez walked along the hero's road, he once used cowardice to ridicule Dicakane, saying that he gave up his talent and infinite power, and only buried his head in the study of ancient history, all what he said was true, as the last descendant of Heradim, Dicakane completely inherited the style of the ancestor Jared Kane, and became one of the few strong people in the legal system in the shelter, but at the peak of his life, he did not go further and chose to give up his power, which made countless people sigh and ridicule countless people.

Either way, no one knew his motives, not even the Fat Knight.

Dicakane longed for the heroic deeds of his ancestor Jared Kane, he reveled in the ancient texts, indulged in the glory of his ancestors, and fantasized about defending the land like his ancestors of Hradim, but when he passed through his youth and was almost dying, when his footprints were all over the sanctuary, and his strength was enough to be admired by the world, he had never seen the creatures called demons painted by his ancestors.

Finally, one day, disheartened, he realized that demons only exist in legends, so his path to a mage based on the idea of fighting demons immediately collapsed, the powerful mana suddenly poured out, the strength of the power disappeared, and his body became weaker and weaker.

It wasn't until Wu Liang appeared and showed him the head of the ** wizard that he realized that his pursuit was not a void, and then the Kane Ring, which was regarded as the treasure of the ancestors by the Kane clan, could fall into Wu Liang's hands, not only to thank him for rescuing White, but also to thank him for fulfilling the dream he had pursued all his life.

In fact, there is a sentence that Dicakane did not say explicitly, that is, to carry this Kane ring to fulfill his long-cherished but undesirable wish, to restore the former glory of Hradim.

After that, instead of staying in the library all day, Dicakane walked around the increasingly deserted Tristram with Leah or White, and he did so because he had a premonition that he was about to die, and his last wish was to see the new town where he had lived for more than twenty years and had never seen the whole thing.

When he learned that the coalition was preparing for a surprise attack, he immediately gave up enjoying the afterglow of life, and resolutely chose to follow the human coalition army and step into this road of no return together.

At this moment, Dicakane's face was very serene, and he wept with joy after writing the last stroke, he slowly put the diary that had been handed down for hundreds of years solemnly and closely, he struggled to balance his body and released the long staff in his arms, letting it fall to the ground, he swayed and opened his arms and slowly closed his eyes, and involuntarily murmured the first attack magic he had learned - the spell of the fireball technique, even though he had long lost his mana, but the magic spell he relied on for a living, have long been deeply engraved into the core of his soul.

He recited the fireball spell slowly, very naturally, and in a subdued tone, the long staff that had fallen to the ground swayed for no reason, rising from the ground from the ground to a sudden and halting in front of Diccairn.

As if he had a heart, Dika Kane immediately opened his eyes when the staff was still, and he was still old, but those eyes were as clear and pure as a baby.

After gently saying the last syllable, he glanced at the fireball thrown away from afar, looked at the simple staff in front of him gently, and said as if he was treating ** gently and like treating his comrades: "Old man, I've suffered you all these years!" ”

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A small fireball that appeared quickly and then disappeared did not attract the attention of many people, at least Wu Liang, who was red-eyed, did not care in the slightest.

Determined to kill to the point of exhaustion or slain, he fought bloodily on the periphery of the most terrible casualties, not only fighting off the raging demons that slammed down like a tide, but also dodging dense wizard fireballs and Overseer's whips. But that wasn't the most intractable threat to him, the elusive winged demons and the banshees that could cast debuff curses were the things that gave him the most headaches.

Fortunately, there is a group of players and NPCs standing behind him, providing him with the necessary support at all times, otherwise he would have died under the bombardment of some demons whose strength is comparable to that of a full-fledged professional.

Stretching out his hand to wipe away the blood and flesh that covered the vision of the mask, Wu Liang's eyes were indifferent and his face was cold, while he was endlessly wandering and killing, there were also terrible human screams beside him, demons were like a tide, humans were like reefs, countless demons invaded the human realm, but they were all blocked back with injuries and lives.

Even if the number of demons falling is several times more than that of the human side, but under the absolute number of differences, the human beings are still completely in a passive situation, with the gradual disappearance of physical strength and the continuous reduction of arrow reserves, the demons' numerical advantage is becoming more and more obvious, many of the knights responsible for defending against demons have been attacked and killed due to physical exhaustion, and some rangers are suffering from the end of the arrows and their hearts are burning.

At this moment, the effect of Black Thorn sparing no effort to throw money into the death of his Knights immediately appeared, not to mention the thick layer of demon corpses at the feet of the Black Thorn Knights, just looking at the number of their casualties, you can find a huge gap between them and the Light and Guardian Knights.

More than 30,000 people who fell into the fourth layer, in addition to thousands of players, more than half of the rest are knights, under the siege of demons, there have been more than 3,000 knights who have lost their lives in a short period of time, but the dead of the Black Thorn Knights account for only one-tenth, even in such a desperate situation, they can still minimize their own casualties, and the return of the high investment of Black Thorn is self-evident.

While the human front continued to shrink inward, the Knights of the Black Thorns gradually took over the defenses, which had both advantages and disadvantages, although it would increase the pressure on them, but it would also allow the rangers behind them to shoot more steadily at the target, thus weakening the demon's offensive intensity, and the Canduran knights were able to rest for a while, while releasing the Holy Light ability to lighten the burden on them.

In general, this is a practice that has more advantages than disadvantages, and one of the ideas that Blackthorn has always instilled in them is "mercenary", as long as there is profit, everything can be sacrificed.

The death rate of the human camp began to slow down, and everything seemed to be developing in a good direction, but just when everyone was hopeful and buried their heads in the battle, two familiar figures of Wu Liang suddenly appeared in the sea of demons - the Hook and Scythe Demon and the Winged Demon, they appeared without warning, and quietly launched a deadly attack on them while the four great knights were focused on crisis rescue.

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At this moment, Dicakane suddenly discovered something, stared at the fractured earth under his feet, and suddenly said to himself: "Diablo, it turns out that that thing was hidden here by you!" ”