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King Leoric's tone was full of nostalgia. The soul fire in his eyes also trembled, and it was obvious that his emotions began to fluctuate again. It is conceivable that the opportunities of that year have been deeply rooted in its soul.

Skeletron once fought the Beneracy.

Lan Wu was inexplicably terrified. He suddenly realized that he seemed to be controlled by a large invisible hand. There is more than one benefactor, and he has also fought Skeletron. This means that the Charnefactor is not a legend created by some people, but a real person.

Skeletron didn't see Lan Wu's face change slightly, and he still recalled to himself: "At that time, I had been eroded by Diablo's magic. Not just Tristram, but the entire Canduras region is in chaos. At that time, the emotions of human despair became the best tonic for Diablo. It escaped the seals of the Hradim and summoned the army of Hell in Tristram......"

Listening to Skeletron's story full of regret, Lan Wu gradually made up the scene of the year. Corrupted by Diablo's magic, King Leorik lost himself and lost himself in endless darkness, eventually becoming Skeletron today. Time passed, and decades later, some warriors who claimed to be benefactor's benefactors stepped forward and led the survivors in their plan to rebuild Tristram in the name of the gods.

At this time, Skeletron, who had been living in the catacombs of Tristram Cathedral, met them. Skeletron was a powerful knight during his lifetime, but after transforming into Skeletron, he got Diablo's magic and became more and more powerful. But those who are charismatic are also amazingly powerful.

If it weren't for Skeletron's source of power coming from Diablo and his former beliefs, I'm afraid he would have been killed by those charismatics. Eventually, though, it was driven deeper underground, in the underground space in front of it.

Unwilling to be banished by humans into the barren underground space, Skeletron used the power of the demon god in his body to forcibly drag part of Tristram's territory here. In the end, relying on the ruins of some of the towns dragged into the ground, the underground city in front of him was built.

Lan Wu was dumbfounded. It's no wonder that when I first entered Tristram, I saw that the collapsed walls were quite grand, but in fact, the ruins of the town were obviously out of proportion, and there were no other three walls. Now that I think about it, Skeletron is so big that he dragged most of Tristram underground.

However, by that time, King Leorik had become Skeletron, and Leah should have become a ghost, but how would he know the location of this dungeon and the location of Weeping Canyon?

Lan Wu looked at Leah hesitantly. When the latter saw him, he calmly admitted, "The benefactor once left a detailed account of the battle with Skeletron, and gave it to the descendants of the Hradim clan for safekeeping. It's just that at that time, the descendants of the Hradim clan had reached the time of the advent of the charismatics, and there were only a few people left. When they died, the Hradim were history. ”

After a slight pause, a faint sadness appeared between Leah's eyebrows, and she said calmly: "After I became a ghost, I once returned to the ruins of Tristram, and then I accidentally saw the unique marks of the Hradim clan, and finally found those records. I studied these accounts until I was asked by Rasmar to come and guide you. ”

Lan Wu gasped. Rasma again. Looks like this necromancer ancestor has been active all along. Unfortunately, the time spent in the Godforsaken Land was too short, and Rasmar didn't give herself much time to communicate. I've met twice from beginning to end. One time was to take the eyeball of the dragon Tagio. Another time he jumped out and put the crystal ball on himself. Every time, it flashes as soon as it appears, and it looks like things are busy.

"That's a thing of the past." Skeletron stepped forward and brought the conversation back on track: "The soul of the benefactor is extraordinarily powerful. While fighting them, I discovered a secret. They don't seem to be affected by Diablo's magic. So I think if you want to banish the hellish magic from this land, only you can do it. ”

The problem is back to square one.

Lan Wu put aside other distracting thoughts and was very entangled. To this day, he is still unsure if what Skeletron said is true or false. In case it is fake, it is eroded by Diablo's magic and loses itself. Is that still me?

"I can guarantee it with the honor of the Hradim clan." Leah suddenly took over with a solemn expression.

Lan Wu couldn't help but look up at the personal little secretary in amazement. Guaranteed by racial honor...... This is the highest oath of human beings in this world, second only to the oath in the name of the gods. Even the most discredited person would not casually swear by the honor of his entire race. Not to mention the honor of the Hradim clan, who are regarded as the protectors of humanity.

"This is the fate of the benefactor." Leah sighed coldly and said something that made Lan Wu completely confused.

"The fate of the benefactor?" Lan Wu came back to his senses and couldn't help but gasp. Could it be that those charismatic people were hung up because of self-sacrifice?

No, absolutely not. I am not the Virgin.

"This is what I said in the account left by the benefactor." Leah looked away and said, "Our mission is to save the world. Gathering everyone's opinions, we found that the only way to do this was to purify the magic of hell that had long been one with the earth. Only in this way can the world return to its original peace and no longer be threatened by hell. So we made the decision together......"

"What decision?" Lan Wu suddenly felt that his mouth was dry, and he became more and more nervous.

"We decided to use our bodies as containers to absorb those hellish powers." When Leah said this, her expression suddenly became confused: "Unfortunately, our strength is not enough, so in the end we can only leave here with the loot." ”

After finishing speaking, Leah raised her head with a blank expression: "So far, I haven't been able to figure out what this last sentence means. ”

Lan Wu didn't say a word, just lowered his head. But there was an uproar in my heart. Damn, this time I understand. The so-called benefactor is the traverser. Unlike himself, thousands of years ago, those traversers were worn in groups, and he was just a pitiful person. It's all nonsense for Shenma to save the world, and those so-called divine charismatics are just for the last reward. can work hard for Mao Laozi and fight alone, but no one tells Lao Tzu what the final reward is?

Discrimination, discrimination in red fruits.

Everyone is a traverser, why are you all in groups, Lao Tzu is alone. Why didn't you save the world and take the last of the loot back to the original world? Lao Tzu doesn't ask if it's good to return to the earth, at least someone can tell me what the final reward is.

The more Lan Wu thought about it, the more angry he became, and he immediately spat on the ground fiercely.

Lao Tzu did it. (To be continued.) )