I don't know how long it took in the dark, Kane seemed to have some feelings, the solid touch under his feet made him feel familiar, he struggled to open his eyes, and found that he seemed to be standing on a platform, the platform didn't know how big, only darkness could be seen in the distance.

He looked up and saw seven tall stone pillars in front of him, the middle one was a little red, but it was also the tallest and thickest, and the other six were arranged in a stepped symmetrical pattern, each with carved patterns, which were different, but all looked rather strange.

Kane looked up and saw that there were seven more statues at the top of the pillars, all of them hideous, but they seemed familiar, as if he had seen this scene somewhere.

"Fear, hatred, destruction, I smell a wonderful soul." As Kane was surveying the statue at the top of the pillar, a deep voice came from the tallest pillar in the middle.

As Kane cast his gaze there, two red lights shot out of the statue's head.

Oh hell, that's its eyes, and that statue is alive!? Kane couldn't help but take a few steps backwards, the monster on the 20-meter-high stone pillar was covered with thick spikes, and the two rows of fangs in the cracked mouth were obviously not good, coupled with the dim environment around him, he didn't feel that he had encountered any good adventures.

"Well, after waiting so long for the last soul to finally enter this damn place, I can't wait to get out and see the wonderful world." The statue on the pillar on the right in the center also opened its eyes, and through the red light, it was a monster that looked like an octopus, with four tentacles supporting its upper body like a spider.

As if it were a signal, the statues on the seven pillars came to life, opening their eyes and staring at Kane with a wry laugh.

Rao is Kane has a strong heart and can't help but be a little scared, these words of the monster let him get some information, first, he is dead, because the monster talked about the soul, obviously he is no longer a physical body, second, this should not be a place where normal souls should go, and these monsters seem to need souls to resurrect, he doesn't know where the outside world they are talking about, it is not excluded that it is the real world, but unfortunately, he has no way to stop them now, It's as if he couldn't prevent his own death before.

It seemed that he could not be spared, and the fear of death, the hatred of the cruel reality, and the murderous intent of these powerful enemies that wantonly affected his fate filled Kane's heart.

At this moment, the monster that was originally on the highest stone pillar suddenly appeared in front of him, and a face the size of half his body came to his face and took a deep breath, "Heh, a powerful soul has a tragic fate, you are as wonderful as the two souls I devoured before, come on, as a reward for devouring you, I will destroy your enemies for you, from body to soul, now, let me taste you first..."

As the monster opened its mouth, a sulfurous stench gushed out, and Kane finally saw the monster's appearance, Diablo, Diablo, the Dreadlord, the smallest and most powerful of the dark triumvirate in charge of hell, Kane had played this popular game all over the world, and had killed this demon king countless times to get equipment.

It's a pity, it's not a game now, and he's not a brave man with magic equipment, if you have to describe it, he's the villagers who can be seen everywhere in the game, or the kind that is about to die in the belly of the demon, and now Kane has remembered that the monster on the stone pillar is the seven demon kings of hell in the game, and as one of the three oldest and strongest demon kings, Diablo is not the NPC in the game who has no brains to put skills, in fact, their ferocity and cunning are above all demons, Otherwise, he wouldn't have survived the battles against countless heroes and angels.

Recognizing the identity of the other party, Kane was even more desperate, no matter which version of Diablo the behemoth in front of him was, it was not something that he could resist as a mere human being, and it was impossible to even delay death.

Just as Diablo's jaw was about to bite him, two ripples appeared in the void behind him, and a pair of large hands reached out from them, grabbed his shoulders and dragged him backwards, and the space swallowed him like water, leaving no trace.

"No!" Realizing that the delicacy in his mouth was gone, Diablo roared angrily, and his huge claws gripped at the void fiercely, but he didn't catch anything.

"Are you alright, young man?" A voice rang out behind Kane, and he spun around and assumed a defensive posture as he choked on the stimulus.

"Don't be afraid, young man, I have no ill will." The voice rang out again, and there was no change in tone from his movements.

Kane's eyes were greeted by a tall man, his skin was fair, his appearance was handsome, his head was draped with long snow-white hair, he was wearing a black robe, there were no patterns on the simple robe, the most special thing was his face, his face without a trace of wrinkles looked like he was in his teens and twenties, but the eyes full of wisdom and experience in those golden eyes looked like an old wise man.

Kane wasn't a fool, looking at the other party's smile, he knew that the person in front of him shouldn't be a bad person, after all, if he tried his best to save himself from Diablo just to do something worse, it would be too expensive.

"I guess you saved me from the demons, thank you so much for everything, I wonder if I will be lucky enough to know your name?" Kane bowed to the man gratefully.

"Hehe, just call me Rasma, young Nefarem."

"Nefarem?" Kane was amazed, he had played the latest Diablo and knew the meaning of the name, which represented the powerful beings born of the ancestors of humanity in the Sanctuary Land, born of angels and demons.

"No, Mr. Rasma, I think you're mistaken, I'm just an ordinary human, and I'm not from your world, nor Nepharem." Although he didn't know why there were so many things related to the Diablo game, Kane explained at the first time that he didn't want Rasmar to miss anything big because of a misunderstanding.

"No, I won't admit it, your soul has a special mark of Nephelem, otherwise Diapollo wouldn't be so eager to devour you personally." Rasma said as she tapped Kane's chest with her fingers, and when he looked down, there was a golden mark on his chest that was glowing.