Night Stalkers and a group of ten people stood in front of the Sealed Gate, and when Night Stalkers inserted Skeletron's crown into the groove, the sound of machine springs colliding suddenly sounded in the main hall, and the huge door that could not be shaken by the strength of the ten people slowly opened.

Everyone present looked excited, even the night owls.

"Captain......

"It's finally time to complete the mission!"

"Brothers, go, go get the fallen meteor back! That way, powerful equipment and beautiful women will be closer to us! With a wave of his hand, the night owl walked into the Sealed Gate laughing, and all of his men rushed in with ecstasy on their faces.

Not long after the night owl and his group of ten people entered, in an inconspicuous corner of the main hall, a person wearing a secret robe walked out of the dim shadows, looking at the sealed door that had been opened, with an extremely angry look on his face, and a pair of dark and deep eyes full of killing intent.

"Unexpectedly, the group of night owls are actually paying attention to the roses...... Rose saved me twice, and I owe her two lives, and I will not sit idly by in public or private...... Now that I've found out, don't even think about getting out alive! ”

Hao Ran changed his usual gentle and elegant personality, his handsome face became a little cold because of anger and murderous intent, and after he made up his mind in his heart, he followed the night owl and his group of ten people into the fourth floor of the underground mausoleum.

Even he didn't realize that in the world of Diablo, the murderous aura accumulated from constant killing had affected his mind.

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The Sanctuary, the headquarters of the Creation Union.

In a dark chamber. A figure in a black cloak stood in front of a quaint mirror that flickered red, spinning like a blood-colored vortex of scarlet blood.

"How's it going?" The voices of men and women came out of the whirlpool in the mirror. The voice was full of vicissitudes, but it was extremely majestic.

"Master, things are not going well, the True God Sect is actually interfering in this matter, and the team sent out has no news so far, and the teleportation array of Chexin Tristm has also been destroyed by the True God Sect, and there is no way to transport more of his subordinates over. Please punish the master! The figure in the black cloak bowed slightly, and the old voice looked very respectful.

"Rubbish! Gave you two Ancient Legacy Totems. It took ten years, and I couldn't even do a small thing, so what's the use of leaving you! The voice in the mirror was furious when it heard the answer, and the powerful aura that tore through the void poured out through the blood-colored whirlpool.

"Bump!"

The figure in the black cloak fell to his knees. His body trembled violently.

"The hosts. It is not a pity for your humble servant to die, but this matter is not incompetent, please listen to the servant's explanation. The cold sweat almost penetrated the wide cloak, and the breath of the kneeling figure was suppressed by the powerful breath became difficult.

"Humph! I'm giving you a chance, after all, what happened, and I can't even solve the half-pinched Farem who accepted the inheritance. If you can't give me an answer that satisfies me, do you know what the end is......" The voice in the mirror snorted coldly, and the powerful aura retreated like a tide into the blood-colored whirlpool.

"The hosts. According to the news from the servants! The True God Cult is also paying attention to the Falling Meteor, and they actually control those low-level demons to block the servants' subordinates...... And New Tristm also has the appearance of the Elder Mage. Those guys have been gone for a long time, and I don't know why they suddenly intervened in the war in the Sanctuary Land, and they are still an unknown race with black hair and black eyes! The figure knelt on the ground and was silent, carefully explaining, for fear that if one did not pay attention to the wrong words, he would be drawn alive and his soul would never be reborn.

"Black hair and black eyes? It can't be ......" Apparently this information surprised even the powerful beings in the mirror.

"Master, you give the servant a daring, and the servant will not dare to deceive you! What the servant said was true, the ancient magician was indeed black-haired and black-eyed, and whether it was a member of the True God Cult or a servant's subordinates, he would kill him when he saw him...... The servant was also puzzled! The figure knelt there, kowtowing like pounding garlic, and explained as it kowtowed.

"Even if it is this time, I hope there will be no next time!"

The figure was gratefully speaking flattering words, but the voice in the mirror ignored his words and was silent for a long time.

"The True God Cult is all Belial's men, you don't have to pay attention to them...... As for the black-haired guy with black eyes, take him alive and come back to me, I'm here to see how he got here! ”

"Yes, master! The servant will not disappoint his master this time! The figure continued to thank him, and the old man's voice was filled with ecstasy, as if he was glad that he had survived.

"Also, that Fallen Meteor is very important to me, I must get it before the True God Sect and those Pinching Thunder Fury, this is the most important thing!"

From the breath of the blood-colored vortex, you can feel that behind the mirror must be an extremely powerful demon, because that terrifying and outrageous momentum is not something that any human in the sanctuary can have, and the holy aura of the angels cannot be occupied at all.

Obviously, Haoran's guess was correct, the Creation Guild in the Land of Refuge, like the Cult of the True God, was a pawn planted by the demons of the Burning Hell on the Sanctuary.

It's just that why does the demon have the inheritance totem of pinching farem? This is the most puzzling.

"Yes, the servant must do everything in his power to obtain the Fallen Meteor!"

The blood-colored whirlpool faded, the scarlet light faded away, and the mirror became ordinary again, just like an ordinary mirror.

"Boom!"

A rhythmic knock on the door suddenly sounded, awakening the figure that was still immersed in two distinct feelings: fear and joy.

The figure took a deep breath, calmed down, and stood up, an aura as majestic as an emperor emanating from his body.

"Didn't you say that while I'm cultivating, don't disturb Elder Ben? …… Come on in! The old man's majestic voice sounded, straightened his black cloak, and stared at the door of the secret room.

"Meet the Elders!" A strong man with a giant axe pushed the door and walked into the secret room, knelt on one knee, and said respectfully.

"What's the matter, I actually asked you to come here in person!" The figure looked at the strong man kneeling at the door in surprise, and then a smile appeared on the old face, and said, "Crazy Dragon, since you are here in person, is there news from the new Tristrom!" ”

"Yes! Elder, the Wolf Squad has returned to the headquarters and is now waiting in the halls. (To be continued......)