Chapter 42: Tristram

It was a dead gray world, the whole sky was gray, and the earth was also dyed with a gray dullness.

The broken stone walls, the broken towers, and the carved stone carvings of fallen pillars seem to tell the story of their former prosperity.

And the dry bones on the ground, the blood-stained earth, and the cold wind that howled by, but they also announced their pitiful suffering.

The fall of prosperity, the destruction of civilization, everything is an indictment of the sins of the demons of hell.

This is Tristram, once the most prosperous and prosperous town in Canduras, but now a dead city, with nothing but crumbling ruins and dead tree trunks, and not a single person.

No, perhaps it shouldn't be said, the skeletal archers who stood all over town, looking at the world with empty eyes, jealous, hateful, angry, and vowing to destroy all living things, were probably once one of them.

The whole city is a sea of demons, the streets and alleys are scurrying around the demons of destruction and blades, and the streets are patrolling in neat formations, with bone shields in their left hands and bone knives in their right hands, and skeletons with golden bones all over their bodies.

Of course, their official name is "Resurrected Monsters", and they are an advanced form of ordinary skeletons that were the defenders of the city before becoming monsters.

And in the middle of the town, in the square with a fountain pool, a cage hung high in the air, and a balding old man with a white beard curled up in the cage, already skinny and skinny.

But his demeanor is very calm, his eyes are full of intellectual breath, giving people a sense of wisdom and knowledge, even if he is in a Jedi, he still maintains a gentle and elegant bearing.

And under the cage more than 5 meters high, there are tens of thousands of skeletons, which enclose the entire square, and a huge seat is placed in the skeleton encirclement.

Sitting on the seat was a tall and stout figure like a giant beast, wearing paladin armor, but the armor that should have been shining silver was flowing with scarlet like blood.

It was surrounded by a layer of black gas, its face was hideously twisted, and its eyes were frighteningly crazy and violent.

And beside it, on the left and on the right, stood two blue-covered skeleton archers, apparently boss-level demons.

The terrifying figure raised its head slightly, looked at the old man in the cage, and made a dull voice that did not resemble a human voice, it was a voice that seemed to come from hell, "Kane, my old friend, has come to this point, are you still unwilling to obey Queen Andariel?" ”

"You should know that even if you die, you will not be able to escape the end of becoming a demon in the end, but the queen needs your knowledge, and she does not want you to become a useless ordinary demon."

"As long as you are willing to obey and open your heart to accept the call of Queen Andariel, you can not only get an immortal lifespan, but also keep your own memories, what's wrong with that?"

Dika Kane tilted his head slightly and looked at the guy below, a deep sadness on his face.

Kane said in a calm but firm voice, "You don't have to bother, you're not Gracewald at all, my old friend is long dead, you're just a demon who took his body." ”

Gracewald, the paladin who once made outstanding contributions in the fight against Diablo, has completely degenerated.

The thick black qi on its body is a sign that it has been completely eroded and manipulated by the power of hell, and its original soul has long been destroyed.

Now this soul is not the original Gracewald at all, just a demon who has fused some fragments of his memory, and even if the highest angel arrives, there is no other way than to purify him.

Kane's heart is so strong that demons can't erode him, but Andariel values the knowledge of his Heradim clan, which is why Kane has survived to this point.

Gracewald feeds him with the human food of the town, constantly using various methods to consume his will and destroy his spirit, intending to slowly lure him down.

"Buzz Buzz ......"

Just when Gracewald thought that there would be no result today, and was about to leave here to find some blood food, a thunderous explosion suddenly came from the sky.

"Huh? What's moving? ”

In the sky, when Yang Yifei saw the gray and strange clouds, he knew that he was almost there, so he slowly reduced his speed and turned his hand to put away the gravityless meteorite.

The grey clouds are not only thick, but also very low above the ground, less than 200 meters above the ground, and you have to fly under the clouds to see what is on the ground.

Soon, the town that had become a demon city appeared in front of him, looking at the demons all over below, only the ruins of the city were full of ruins, Yang Yifei sighed lightly.

This town has no value to repair, so it can only be torn down and rebuilt, but I don't know if it can be restored to its former prosperity.

But that's not something he needs to think about, he has Akara and the others to worry about, all he needs to do is save Dika Kane and destroy these demons.

It was Yang Yifei who walked straight towards the central square of the town, and in a moment, the neat phalanx of golden skeletons appeared in front of him, and of course, the cage holding Dika Kane.

Without hesitation, Yang Yifei's body pressed down, and he rushed straight towards the cage, the limit distance that his mental power could reach was between 70 and 80 meters, only at this distance could he perfectly control the object, and beyond this distance would simply shoot the object out.

Gracewald below saw Yang Yifei falling from the sky, the black qi on his body surged, raised his arm like an iron pillar, and let out an earth-shattering roar at Yang Yifei.

The next moment, there were at least thousands of skeleton archers around the square, raising their bows and arrows at Yang Yifei, the skeleton archers did not have a quiver on their bodies, but as soon as they pulled the bowstring, a bone arrow appeared out of thin air.

"Boom Boom ......"

The scalp-numbing bowstring trembled continuously, and the miserable white bone arrows flew towards Yang Yi like locusts.

Yang Yifei was not chaotic at all, silently increased the output of telekinesis, and laid a thick protective layer around him.

Those bone arrows really couldn't move an inch, and when they hit a two-meter range around him, they were blocked by the telekinesis cover, and they fell weakly, but at this moment, Yang Yifei's consumption of telekinesis also increased suddenly.

The next moment, Yang Yifei's heart suddenly rose an alarm, he sensed that the danger was approaching, and before he could think about it, he flipped in the air and moved sideways for a distance.

"Snort"

At this moment, two bone arrows glowing with a faint blue light stopped at his side, and according to the position where they penetrated, these two arrows could actually shoot through his telekinetic shield and pierce into his body, although not deep, but enough to injure him.