Serra was slashed in two by the whirling energy axe, and the skeletons, who had no one to command, were immediately disorganized, and were quickly shattered by the demon army.

Angel had planned to leave Sierra alone and flee alone, but now that Serra was seriously injured, her desire to escape was even more determined. But just as she was about to cast the teleportation magic attached to the Ring of Legends, Serra actually hugged her feet and wailed bitterly.

You know, teleportation magic can't be performed by a person, if she wants to escape, she can only escape alone, and now Serra is desperately holding her feet, she can't use teleportation magic at all, she can only watch one skeleton after another fall under the attack of demons, and nothing can be done.

"You...... Let me go! Let go of ......" Angel lowered her head and looked at Serra lying at her feet in disgust, and her originally delicate cheeks became hideous with anger.

"Angel, please, save me...... I don't want to die, I can't die yet...... Please......" Serra pleaded as she looked up at Angel's angry face with both hands on her rare magical boots.

"I'll let you go......," Angel glared angrily, raising her other foot that wasn't being held by Serra, aiming at Serra's face, which had turned pale from blood loss, and stepped down heavily.

"Ahh ……”

The desolate screams echoed over the battlefield, drowning out the sounds of demons and skeletons fighting.

Angel's golden-glowing soles stomped on Serra's forehead, their thin, mud-clad heels digging deep into her eyes. As the magic boots lifted, a puddle of scarlet blood spurted out, and the eyeballs pierced by the heels still hung on the heels.

Sudden. Such a dramatic change caused the fiercely attacking demons to stop their attacking weapons one after another, and those skeletons were severely damaged by Serra, and the miserable white skeletons were slammed, and all of them fell to the ground.

"No...... No...... Angel, don't ...... me like that" Serra was blind in one eye, but the only one that remained was filled with deep resentment and inaction

Sierra looked up at Angel's familiar and unfamiliar face. The whole body trembled, and he seemed weak to speak! He doesn't understand? Why did the kind and gentle Angel in the past do such cruel things to him. Didn't she know that she loved her?

"Don't let go yet......," Angel snorted angrily, once again raising her blood-stained boots and falling down heavily.

"Click!"

A piercing crack sounded, and the thin heel pierced deep into the crook of Serra's arm! Subsequently. Angel ignored Serra's screams like a pig. Twisting the seemingly small, but actually cruel little feet.

With her arm broken, Sierra could no longer cling to her cruel foot before Angel kicked her head and slid off against the ground.

In Serra's eyes of near-despair and resentment, Angel's figure vanished in place, appearing directly above the battlefield, and then disappearing again. Appears on a distant hill.

When Angel's figure disappeared from the mountain, only a 'snap' sound was heard. The legendary ring on her right ring finger shattered, and the demons lost all traces of her.

"Giggle...... Mankind! Really interesting creatures, isn't it? Dylan ......" Kazra laughed maniacally as he walked over to Dylan's side and asked mockingly.

"Know the people and know the face...... I don't know the heart! Dylan looked in the direction Angel had left and said in a deep voice.

………………

Haoran stood at the top of a high ground and motioned for Ayaka and the others to stop for a moment, while he continued to scan the wasteland in the distance, looking for possible signs of danger.

The valley was very quiet, dusk was gradually giving way to night, the half-moon peeking out of the dark clouds, and with the help of the dim moonlight, you could vaguely see the skeleton-like bushes stretching their dead branches fingers into the black sky.

He could also see the ancient, deep cave under the opposite hill.

Ever since Tyrrell fell from heaven like a meteorite, this once lush and beautiful plain has dealt a devastating blow, and Haoran once saw a scene shown in a promotional video at the press conference. It's just that he didn't expect that the Diablo world was far bleaker than what was shown on the video.

Looking at the cave in the distance, it is like the huge mouth of an ancient fierce beast, revealing the horror of the deep cave.

Lesya reached the top of the mountain at this moment, and she looked at the deep cavern below, and frowned. She pulled out the books that Diccakane had given her from her space, and for days she had been studying the words Kane had left her, and had been wanting to see the Sheep's headquarters for herself.

When she saw Kazra's lair, her delicate cheeks became expressionless, and only those who knew her truly could feel the excitement that lay beneath her seemingly calm face.

Komak placed his camping belongings on the ground and touched Berta on the shoulder. In the twilight, the brute, who was stronger than Comac, had a constant glint of excitement in his eyes.

"This should be the sheep's lair, if the previous demon guard was not the sword fragment, then the sword fragment must be in their lair......

Haoran stared at Kazira's lair and muttered to himself: "It's approaching night now, and there is not a single guarding sheep-headed man on the periphery of Kazira's lair, maybe we can sneak in at night to have a look, maybe there will be an unexpected harvest......"

"That's not ...... wise," Lesya, who was reading Diccakane's books, suddenly raised her head and said, "Although the sheep-headed people have a slight loss of eyesight at night, like us, it is their lair after all, and it is also mentioned in the books of the wise men of Kane, there are many deadly mechanisms in Kazira's lair, and we have to guard against ...... There are also low-level demons in the vicinity that are still roaming around, and they may come to their aid at any time, so we must be on high alert. ”

"Lesya is right, if we rush forward this time, we will probably be besieged by demons...... If we do it again, we won't necessarily have the luck of the last time! Komak whispered as he set up his camping tent.

Haoran turned to examine his companion's face, Berta still looked fierce, and Komaco was much thinner than before, but his eyes shone with a knightly mind. Since the defeat of the Dominating Demon, Berta's opinion of Haoran has changed a lot, although the two still don't talk much, but they won't talk to each other as coldly as before. (To be continued......)