In the distant land of Canduras, in the ruined city of Tristram, a simple hut full of Wu Liang's memories welcomed a new occupant a few days ago. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

This hut was once the residence of the barbarian knight, Wu Liang's teacher Glaci, and the cabin has been vacant since he blew himself up in front of Diablo, even when the Black Mad Lord led his demon army to occupy Tristram, it was not destroyed.

Pi Ping, the old doctor, was the old man who had healed Wu Liang many times and helped save White's life, slowly walked out of his medical hall, and it took me an unknown amount of time to come outside this hut.

"Ahem!"

Piping, who was old and frail, hammered the slightly hunched shoulder, as if feeling that time was unforgiving, shook his head slightly, walked up the wooden steps, and knocked on the door.

"Is it Pippin? Please come in! ”

A neutral voice came from inside the door, and the doctor Pi Ping pushed the door in, and saw a bald middle-aged man with slightly brown skin. His gaze was resolute and gentle, his eyebrows were straight, his nose was firm, his lips were broad, his cheeks and his entire body were almost perfectly symmetrical.

The body is erect, sitting on a simple wooden chair, the head hanging slightly, and the eyes are pointing directly at the book in the hand. The silver armor on his body showed a luster that was not cold under the moonlight, and the white cloak behind him was spotless, and even his face was much whiter.

Seeing Pippin walking with an old pace, the middle-aged man raised his hand and motioned for him to sit down, and said in a calm and caring voice: "Your health is not good, so don't stay up all night and walk around." ”

"I just can't figure out one thing and can't sleep." In Pippin's deeply sunken eye sockets was a pair of wise but confused eyes, "How do you see the future of the shelter?" Tyrrell! ”

Tyrrell!

The middle-aged man Pippin refers to as "you" is the one who automatically gave up the position of the Most High Angel and left the wings of justice to Ares, the god of war, the former Speaker of the Council of High Heaven Angelis, the Angel of Justice Tyrell.

Having lost the wings of justice, his face is no longer hidden in the shadow of his hood, becoming the first Supreme Angel to show his true face to the world, and he also lets mankind know that even the skin of the Supreme Angel is not much fairer than that of humans.

Tyrell, who had a slightly dark complexion, suddenly raised his head, looked at the east, where the sun had not risen, and looked at Azmodan, the king of original sin who had descended on the sanctuary, and said meaningfully: "The future of the sanctuary is limitless, because the potential of humanity is unlimited!" ”

This plausible answer did not ease the confusion in Pippin's eyes, but Tyrell quickly said to the side: "Casas, send Pippin back to the infirmary, he needs to rest, and besides, tell Gracewald that I need to talk to Queen Leah about something." ”

A holy feather was blown in by the breeze through the window of the hut, and as soon as it hit the ground, it turned into a male angel. He died in the place of bones to save Wu Liang, and after his soul returned to heaven, he was rescued by the spiritual angel Israel, and returned to Casas as an angel in the shelter, following Tyrell who had fallen into the world.

When the heroic angel Imparis forced Casas to hand over Tyrelll's righteous lightsaber, the latter preferred to die, and eventually the lightsaber fell into the abyss that Tyrell smashed out of the abyss and into the hands of his master.

"Yes! Lord Tyrrell! ”

Casas saluted Tyrell respectfully, and then said to Pippin, who knew him well, "Doctor, please go back!" ”

Doctor Pippin shook his head slightly, got up with difficulty and walked out of the hut slowly, refusing Casas's escort, and in the creak of the door opening, his shriveled palm stroked the old wooden door frame of the same color, and said, "Tyrell, I hope you are a different existence!" ”

Tyrrell knew what Pippin was trying to say, and he knew that words could not prove Pippin's expression, and motioned for Casas not to send Pippin to the doctor again, and fell into deep thought at the squeak of the door as it closed.

……

The arrival of the King of Original Sin, Azmodan, was immediately known by many forces, but the Alanok Desert is the headquarters of the Free Church, so even if he knew, he could not react.

Mr. Shen returned to Lu Gaoin's palace after the meeting, and from Troll Shen's report, he learned that the King of Pain, Irene had not left in a bad mood, so he met with her.

For the arrival of the King of Original Sin, Mr. Shen paid a huge price, just satisfying the appetite of Diablo and the Silver Dragon Lord caused him a great loss, not to mention the desperate angel Erger, who had occupied the magpie's nest and was swept away, and for some necessary reason, he had to agree to the unreasonable demands of the once lackey of the Angel of Hope, Marcel.

Although Mr. Shen didn't care about these things outside his body, he was extremely disgusted with the faces of the three people who sat on the ground, and he was a little angry in his heart, but he found some peace from Irene the King of Pain who showed enough meekness.

He single-handedly facilitated the arrival of Azmodan, but was not prepared to restrain the actions of the Lord of Original Sin, so he did not participate in the latter's actions against the Lands of Inheritance.

"Mr. Shen!"

A gloomy voice sounded, and the desperate angel Ergel suddenly appeared next to Mr. Shen, who was walking alone, and the meeting was over, although he did not join the Free Church, he was also given a lot of privilege to move freely in Lu Gaoin.

Ogel, who has obtained the wings of the supreme angel's light, has changed drastically in size, from the original handsome man who was slightly feminine to a burly man with five big and three thick, and his body is larger than an ordinary building, so although Oger's voice is very gloomy, it is also very loud.

"Aren't you afraid that Azmodan will overturn the nest of the Free Church?"

Even after becoming the Most High Angel, the dark aura of Erger, who was the messenger of death, was as hopeless as his title.

"I never said that the Free Church was based in the Aranok Desert!" Mr. Shen's tone was as flat as ever, and he didn't have the slightest vigilance against Ergel beside him, "As for what Azmodan wants to do, as long as it doesn't exceed my bottom line, let him go!" ”

"Then dare to ask the respected Mr. Shen! Where is your bottom line? ”

As soon as Erger thought that Mr. Shen had personally overthrown the rule of his father, King Nefarem, he couldn't help but feel angry.

"Destroy the Sanctuary!"

Mr. Shen's voice was extremely indifferent, so indifferent that to the desperate angel Erger, even if Alzmodean really wanted to destroy the shelter, he didn't care much.

"In that case!" Eger vibrated the illusory ghostly wings and soared into the sky, "I'll go witness the battle, and I'll send greetings to Fisgery on your behalf!" ”

……

After stepping into the sand gate, Wu Liang came to a wonderful world, looking at a vast world, the moonlight is intoxicating, and the dark curtain covers the sky. What Wu Liang saw was the desert world outside the land of inheritance.

All those who enter the sand gate can clearly see the outside world, but they do not really touch the desert in the night, they can only see.

"What a lot of energy!"

Wu Liang stretched out his palm and fished out the space in front of him, feeling the space as dense as water passing through his fingertips, and decided that what the God of the Desert said was true, and he didn't need to participate in the battle against Azmodan, just protect the land of inheritance.

A sound of admiration came from his side, and even though Wu Liangxuan saw many familiar, strange, friendly and hostile faces appear, it meant that everyone had to put aside the previous contradictions and work together for the next battle.

The god of the desert suddenly appeared in the desert in front of everyone, his figure was proud and majestic, suspended in the air and quietly looking to the north, and then dozens of points of light appeared in the space where Wu Liang and the others were.

"You choose the corresponding defense location according to your strength, remember, do what you can!"

The god of the desert said to the people.

Wu Liang, who met Jiang Luan again, looked around and found that those points of light were large and small, the big ones were often in the important parts of the inheritance land, and the relatively small ones were vice versa, and those players who had previously received the inheritance had already been arranged by the desert god into some points of light in advance.

Glancing at Zhao Huangqi's location, he noticed that he was actually in one of the eight largest points of light, glanced at Jiang Luan, and immediately summoned Muhammad and Little White together.

Jiang Luan showed his leadership temperament at the right time, and calmly analyzed: "The inheritance land is only the three forces of Qingluan Temple, Jerusalem and the Thieves' Guild. Excluding the defenses that had already been occupied, there were seventy-nine left, which corresponded to the number of humans and goblins present! ”

There were only about twenty treasure poachers who participated in the siege of Jerusalem before, and many more remained in the shadow world and never appeared, all of them accepted the invitation of the desert god and appeared here. A large group of thin black figures gathered together, muttering incessantly.

"Let's get straight to the point, Qingluan!"

Muhammad was very impatient and directly interrupted Jiang Luan's speech, saying: "We in Jerusalem want three key points!" ”

Earlier, it was said that the bigger the point of light, the more important it is, and there are eight key points in the entire inheritance land, one of which has been occupied by Zhao Huangqi, and Muhammad, the captain of Jerusalem, who has the smallest number of people, asked for three of them.

Jiang Luan shook his head without hesitation, his eyes were resolute, and his voice was steady.

"Stop dreaming!"