"Filthy undead, accept the punishment of the Holy Fury."

With an angry roar, a figure burst out of the darkness and slammed into Bruna with a flash of fire. There was a click, and the firelight and broken bones splattered, crackling on the steps.

Lan Wu was taken aback. This time he could see it clearly. The one who killed Bruna in one hit was a paladin.

The paladin's face was hidden in the darkness and could not be seen clearly. In the remaining light, he could only be seen holding a double-ended flail in his right hand and an inverted triangular light shield in his left hand. There were still wisps of fire on the shield that had not yet been extinguished, and it was obvious that the blow just now was this light shield.

"Charge?" Lan Wu's mind raced through the paladin's skill, and finally fixed on the skill of charging. But on second thought, the blow of this paladin just now clearly came with fire damage. Charge is a skill that never deals fire damage.

What profession is he?

Just thinking of this, Lan Wu's expression was strange. He remembered the beginning. That barbarian Grasgow must have been in such a tangled mood. Quickly reining his distracting thoughts, he quickly transformed into a bear man, blocked in front of the three Kane, and shouted at the strange paladin, "Who are you, why did you kill my skeleton?" ”

The strange paladin froze slightly when he heard a human voice coming from the steps. Afaf had such a strong sense of battle, and took advantage of such a moment to immediately withdraw and retreat, returning to Lan Wu's body, leaving only the clay stone demon in front of the steps.

Although the Clay Stone Demon is not tall, it is quite thick. One stop in front of the stairs directly blocked the position of four-fifths. If you want to attack Lan Wu in the back, you can only kill it first.

The paladin's consciousness is also quite good. As soon as he saw the large clay puppet blocking the steps, he immediately knew that he couldn't go around and kill the sinner who had manipulated the skeleton and the clay puppet with his evil spells. He cautiously raised his shield to protect his chest, and retreated into the darkness step by step.

"Wait." Seeing this strange paladin retreating, Lan Wu hurriedly shouted to stop. Helpless, he didn't want to talk to him at all. There was silence in the darkness, and calm returned.

"Tristram has been sealed away for thousands of years, and there is no way that humans still exist." Kane struggled, grabbing his small hair and grunting.

"Erin, take them up there and wait for me." Determined to find out the details of this strange paladin, Lan Wu immediately jumped down the stairs and led the clay stone demon and Afif into the darkness.

Kane and Worold looked at each other and were silent for a long time. Who would have thought that the isolated Tristram would exist as a human paladin. Who would have thought that Lan Wu's curiosity was so strong that he would venture into the dark and dangerous catacombs alone.

At this time, Erin looked at the dark tomb, and turned around and walked in front of Kane and the others. She looked at Kane and the others, without the slightest intention of getting out of the way, serious and serious, as if she was going to strictly implement Lan Wu's instructions.

"I'm a scholar." Kane smiled, turned and walked back to the monastery lobby in amusement.

"We can't let him risk it alone." Volod was indignant and determined to share the weal and woe with his only friend.

Kane shook his head. Soon Erin dragged the stunned Worod past him and walked to the front. He watched as Volod was dragged by Irene like a log on the steep steps, smiled with relief, and followed slowly.

Luckily, I'm an academic.

……

In the catacombs, Lan Wu had returned to his original state, only following behind the Clay Stone Demon and Afaf. The bearman's transformation time was long over, and he didn't want to light the torches to attract the attention of the undead. Afaf and Clay Stonefir are not affected by dark environments, making them ideal for navigating such terrain.

Along the way, a weak skeleton popped up in the aisle from time to time. Whether it's Affaf or Clay Stone, it only takes a normal hit to kill it instantly. Soon Lanya and Bruna re-possessed. They protected Lan Wu on both sides, one on the left and one on the right, and together with Alphaf and the Clay Stone Demon, they protected Lan Wu tightly.

"Keep up with that paladin." Lan Wu gave the order. He knew that Afif must have remembered the paladin's aura.

"He's fast." Afif stretched out his bow and arrows, and his tone was very solemn: "I can hardly feel his breath. Three-minute ...... I could only hold out for three minutes at most and I would lose his whereabouts. ”

"Then we'll have to speed up." Lan Wu changed into a fist sword and immediately turned on the acceleration.

Without the Clay Stone Demon, it gains a speed boost. Lan Wu quickly walked through the aisle under the protection of Lan Ya and the three of them, and entered a room that looked like a prayer room.

This room is very basic. It was empty all around, except for three long chairs about three meters long, and the strange relief carved into the wall directly opposite the doorway.

"Lost it." Annoyed, Afaf kicked the rotten bench seat.

The catacombs are cold and damp. There was a rotten smell in the room. As soon as Afaf stepped down, the long-rotten bench was instantly reduced to a pile of rotten wood.

"Not true. It is you who have been misled by the aura that exists here. Lanya walked forward quickly and crouched down in front of the bench seat.

Lan Wu was silent for a moment, then took out a torch from the space bag and lit it. The torches were lit, and the flickering light of the fire dispelled the thick darkness and illuminated the small room.

"That paladin must have come here often to confess." Lanya stroked the exceptionally clean part of the ground, and her tone was very affirmative.

"This is the coat of arms of the Samlanka Church, I've seen it before." Bruna bit her thumb and stared at the relief on the wall.

The main body of this relief is a female angel, but she is strangled by the neck of a hideous demon. And the demon was pierced through the chest by the long sword in the angel's right hand, and it came through the back.

This strange and unclear relief made Lan Wu fall into deep thought. The Samlanka Church is a well-known religious organization in the dark. But he was not familiar with this huge church that once spread all over the world, only that this huge organization was finally destroyed by demons and became the dust of history.

"That's right, it's the coat of arms of the church in Samranka." Afaf walked over to the relief and reaffirmed Bruna's point.

"Archbishop Samranka used to treat me to a lot of delicious food." Bruna bit her thumb and smacked, and the sound of clicking immediately echoed through the room. Apparently she remembered the delicacy of those delicacies.

"It is said that the Hradim clan abandoned this place after sealing the demon god Diablo here, and King Leoric founded Samlanka Cathedral here." Lan Ya also got up and walked under the relief to look up, her tone was very heavy.

This is where the doom of mankind begins. The power of the demon god Diablo is very powerful. It invaded King Leoric's dreams in an attempt to take possession of his body. But King Leorik was determined and stubbornly resisted the spiritual invasion of the Demon God. And Diablo's magic shines through the Sealed Lands, influencing King Leorik day and night. In the end, this generation of virtuous kings became slaves of darkness, ruining the once prosperous Tristram.

"So that weird paladin is a believer in the church of Samranka?" Lan Wu was thoughtful.

"Paladins used to be the most faithful and fanatical believers in the Church of Samranka." Lan Ya explained euphemistically, taking care of Lan Wu's face very much.

"Look around, and maybe find other clues." Lan Wu was stunned and ordered to go down.

Lan Ya and the three of them searched the room as they said. Lan Wu walked under the relief and looked up at the tragic-looking relief. After a moment's thoughtful look, he raised his hand and touched the angel's right ankle.

This one is so smooth that when you touch it, you can clearly perceive the difference between it and the others. Apparently there are people who often touch this area. Lan Wu couldn't help but have a strange expression.

Could it be that this paladin is still a foot fetish?

Shaking his head, putting aside this unbelievable thought, Lan Wu investigated carefully. Soon, he felt a very smiling bump on the inside of the ankle of the angel's right leg. He tried to press it, but he didn't expect it to actually press it.

With a bang, the wall fifty centimeters below the relief suddenly cracked, and a boxy drawer popped out. Lying inside was a yellowed notebook.

Lan Wu picked up the notebook, flipped through it carefully, and then decisively called Lan Ya and them, unfolded the notebook, and handed it to them: "What is recorded on this?" ”

"It's ancient Canduras." Lan Ya carefully identified it, and her tone was uncertain: "If you are not mistaken." The above sentence means that the spirit is immortal, and the Holy Army is immortal. ”

Only one sentence was translated, Lan Ya shook her head, and her tone was very regretful: "I'm sorry, I'm not familiar with Canduras. ”

"As the Holy Cult prepares for battle, its steadfast will and faith will be transformed into Holy Fury, which will sanction all enemies in the name of the Light." Afaf then added a translation. But after only one translation, she shook her head helplessly: "I'm sorry, I'm from Lugoin, and I only know a little Canduran." ”

"Holy Cult Army, Holy Fury?" Lan Wu frowned slightly and groaned. Those were two terms he had never heard before. The Holy Cult Army is understandable. Most of them, like the paladins, rely on their unwavering beliefs to turn their strength into attacking their enemies. But the wrath was not the only thing to do.

The wrath of the Light?

After thinking about it, Lan Wu simply gave up this idea. Instead of dwelling on it here, why don't you go up to Kane and ask. The Finalist is the successor to the title of Kane, the last heir of the Hradim clan. Or just find that paladin...... Well, I should ask the Holy Army guys to understand.

At this moment, a scorching heat suddenly appeared at the door. A blazing flame suddenly crashed in from the outside. In an instant, the temperature in the not spacious room suddenly increased, and even the distortion of the air could be seen.

Almost at the same time, Lan Wu exploded his hand speed, replaced it with the scepter that he hadn't used for a long time, and quickly turned on the anti-fire aura. With 52% Fire Resistance, the scorching flames didn't do much damage to Lan Wu and Lan Ya. But the Holy Cult Army, wrapped in raging flames, had already crashed into Lan Wu's face.

"Oops." Lan Wu secretly miscalculated, and immediately started the bear man transformation. Halfway through the transformation, the flames had already collided.

Lan Wu suddenly felt as if he had been hit head-on by a speeding train, and he involuntarily flew out upside down, slamming into the wall. He slid limply down, poofing several mouthfuls of blood one after another.

"Accept the punishment of the Holy Wrath!"

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