After putting away all the things, Wang Shouzhong found a relatively clean place near Stonehenge and began to set up a tent, after coming out of the camp, he was basically spinning in a row, and he didn't have much rest, plus the battle just now, he really couldn't hold on, for the next task, he decided to take a good rest first. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

After eating a hot meal after a long absence, he took out the water in the professional space and took a bath, seven days of rapid travel plus killing, the whole person is rancid, although in most cases he will control his pores to avoid sweating, but in the fierce battle he can't take this into account, plus the blood splashed on his body by monsters, the influence of the external environment, he can't avoid some peculiar smells, and now he can finally clean it.

After taking a bath, Wang Shouzhong seemed to have unloaded a heavy burden, his body was a little lighter, he picked up the brush again, and wrote an article to soothe his spirit, and found that his calligraphy did not regress, he was very satisfied, and then put away these things, took out the sleeping bag and got in, he was so tired, he was writing just now with his will.

After a night of silence, Wang Shouzhong woke up early the next morning, and after leaving the tent, he washed silently, ate breakfast, and packed up his things, and his movements were not hurried, making it difficult for people to imagine that he was about to go to Tristram and face Gracewald.

After getting ready, he took out the scroll and touched the five boulder pillars one by one according to the instructions above, when he touched the last boulder pillar, the scroll suddenly emitted a strong light and floated to the center of the stone henge, followed by lightning and thunder that went straight to the sky, from Wang Shouzhong's vision, the sky was eroded by lightning, and in the roar of thunder, a portal emerged, and the orange-red vortex slowly rotated under the wrapping of thunder and lightning, if the strength was not enough, he would be dizzy at a glance, because it was the embodiment of space power.

In the face of such great power, Wang Shouzhong didn't have the distraction to see, it was not something he could touch now, it was like a dimension between the two, people at the bottom level would never be able to understand things at a higher level, what he could do now was to enter the portal and fight with the monsters on the other side!

Maybe it's because of the different structures, the teleportation here is different from the teleportation array or teleportation scroll in the camp, compared to the feeling of wandering in the space-time tunnel is more intense, but unfortunately in a trance he came out of the portal on the other side, looking at the few Moon Clan in front of him who were holding machetes and slowly surrounding, he didn't care about the feeling of recalling, but quickly entered the battle state.

After killing these demons, looking at the monsters approaching in the distance, Wang Shouzhong hurriedly flashed into the dwellings and threw them away with the complicated terrain.

In this process, he also had a specific impression of Tristram, this once extremely prosperous city has been destroyed for thousands of years, and there are ruins everywhere, whether it is the houses that can be seen everywhere, or the beautifully decorated shops, or the solemn churches, now they are all in ruins, only some inadvertent details, telling the prosperity of this place, but unfortunately now occupying this place is a group of non-sane monsters, standing in the council hall in the center of the city, Wang Shouzhong feels only irony.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! ”

At this time, a heavy footstep came slowly, standing in the wide conference hall, Wang Shouzhong did not have the slightest intention of dodging, because he knew who the person who came. It may be the remnants of his mind that made Gracewald linger in the central building of the city after his death, and did not allow other monsters to enter, which is the dignity of a strong man in the world, even if he is dead, he should not be offended!

The footsteps are getting closer and closer, Wang Shouzhong also turned around, facing the corridor where the voice came from, he is holding the exclusive equipment of the paladin, the scepter and the small shield, facing this senior, even if it is just a corpse resurrected by the power of hell, he does not want to use other weapons, and in the next battle, he will only use the fighting style that belongs to the paladin, in order to express his respect for this sage.

It didn't take long for a figure to appear in the corridor, it was about two meters tall, with ape arms and bee waist, and his iron-blue face could not hide the fortitude before his death, wearing gorgeous battle armor, heavy boots, a high crown on his head, a whirlwind shield in his left hand, and a divine staff in his right hand, it was the strongest paladin in the dark world - Gracewald!

To Wang Shouzhong's surprise, Walder did not rush to attack after he came out, but stood there, staring at him with cloudy eyes, as if looking at this junior, he was also a little strange in the face of this abnormal reaction, but he didn't want to attack rashly, so he had to wait and see what happened.

The dull atmosphere lasted for nearly half an hour, and Walder, who was standing opposite, finally moved, he first nodded to Wang Shouzhong, intersected the scepter with the shield, put on a duel etiquette, and then made a fighting posture, and then stopped again.

And Wang Shouzhong on the other side looked confused, wasn't the corpse resurrected by the power of hell without sanity? So what is the situation of Walder, whether it is the observation at the beginning, or the action just now, these are not something that a monster without a mind can do, who can come out and explain?

However, looking at Walder's movements, he suddenly felt that these were nothing, and at this time, he really should ignore the details, put aside distractions, and devote himself to the next battle. So, he followed Walder's previous moves, intersecting the scepter with the shield, and then unleashing the pseudo-realm, ready for battle.

At the moment when he put on a posture, Gracewald made a move, first starting the battle with a charge, and the violent movements and momentum made Wang Shouzhong return to the same strength and domineering when he faced Wuma Yuchen in the assassination world, which was terrifying.

Wang Shouzhong, who could react, was a little uncomfortable for a while in the face of such a swift attack, but in the pseudo-realm, he barely blocked all the attacks, and in the rapid habit, if it weren't for the existence of the pseudo-realm, he would have been able to maintain his peak state, and he would have been defeated a long time ago.

In his senses, just a few minutes is incomparably long, and he can clearly see Walder's every movement, but when the attack comes, he can only defend, and this feeling of powerlessness he has not experienced for a long time.

The sound of ping-pong iron handover in the conference hall was endless, Wang Shouzhong had retreated more than ten meters from the beginning to the present, in order to unload the force, but Walder was pressing step by step, feeling the wall that was about to approach behind him, he had to detonate it first!