The Catacomb, which was originally the resting place of the warriors of the Sisters, but since it was occupied by Andariel, it has become another hell, and in closed rooms, countless Rogers have been mutilated, killed, and died in pain and despair, and each room is covered with torture instruments, blood, hideous heads, and broken limbs, constituting a lingering nightmare in the hearts of all who have seen it.

In the last room of the catacomb, there was a large hall with two locked iron doors, a ten-meter-high stone pillar supporting the roof, and several pots of flames illuminating the entire hall.

There was a chair against the wall of the hall, and Sensen's bones were piled up to form a throne, and a woman with a hideous face was sitting on it.

She has fiery red hair, she can stand upright without wind, four long, spider-like tentacles stretch out from her back, but the tips of these tentacles are unusually sharp, which looks terrifying with her, and her feet are horsehooves, which proves her demonic blood.

She is Andariel, the Demon King of pain and torment.

Andariel was in a good mood today, it seemed that a few small bugs had broken into her territory, she hadn't smelled blood for a long time since the massacre that took over the monastery, and she would be happy to look at the faces distorted by pain.

What kind of torture equipment should be used this time, maybe you should choose some lighter ones, so that you can play for a long time. Andariel thought with his head down.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang at the gate, and two huge iron doors were kicked open, and several people covered in blood walked in, and behind them were the corpses of countless monsters.

"Yo! Andariel, are you ready to go back to hell? ”

The man at the head smiled.

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Camp Rog, in the center of the square, Acala and Kasha stood silently, their eyes looking into the distance, as if waiting for something.

"How long has it been?" Akara asked in a low voice.

Kasha shook his head, "It's been a whole day since that big man came back to repair equipment, and if you calculate the time, they should have fought with Andariel as well." ”

"Hmm." Akara fell silent.

"Do you think they can defeat the Demon King of Pain and Suffering?" After a while, Kasha asked.

"I don't know," Akara shook his head, "all we can do now is pray, pray that those warriors will succeed." ”

"Yes! That's all we can do. ”

Behind Kasha and Akara, Rog and the adventurers also stood there, all waiting in silence.

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The deafening roars, the clashing of weapons and the sound of killing, the small cemetery underneath was filled with all kinds of sounds.

Mo Wen rolled and crawled on the ground, dodging a huge ball of green missiles.

The missile hit the stone pillar directly, and with a sound of zzi, the stone pillar was corroded off a piece.

His face was a little ugly, Mo Wen held the crescent moon shield and rushed forward again.

Standing upright, Andariel was six meters tall, nearly twice as tall as Bruce, the tallest of them all, and the hall, which had been quite spacious, suddenly became dwarfed when it stood up, and the entire space seemed to be occupied by the huge body.

The red hair stood on end, and Andariel's hand continued to spew out a highly poisonous air mass, so poisonous that even Mo Wen and Bruce, who had the best body elements, did not dare to touch it.

The two sides had been fighting for nearly ten minutes, but they hadn't even touched the side of Andariel, and could only follow the pillars and obstacles in the hall, dodging back and forth in the clouds of green gas.

"Modi! It can't go on like this, you have to get close to it! Lillian cried out, hiding behind a pillar, firing an arrow at a rapid pace, and then ducking back again.

The frozen arrow pierced Andariel's body without pain, leaving only a shallow wound.

Andariel didn't care, pulling the arrow off, and then continued to laugh and shoot a poisonous air mass.

The entire hall was muffled by its wild laughter, and the arrow wound was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"I know!" Mo Wen roared, dodging a cloud of green gas again.

Gritting his teeth, he took out a bottle of antidote and poured it into his mouth, while the aiming aura under his feet was retracted.

"Hah!" Mo Wen let out a low shout, and the originally gorgeous golden shield was suddenly covered with a white cross, and the whole exuded a holy aura.

Paladin's fifth-order skill - Holy Shield!

At the same time, golden points of light erupted from Mo Wen's body, and a fresh aura dispersed the turbid gas in the hall, and Lilian and the others only felt that their bodies were loose, and they seemed to be a lot lighter.

Defensive Reiki - Purify!

Andariel's face was a little ugly, and the aura on Mo Wen's body made it very uncomfortable.

As soon as he raised his hand, five or six dark green air masses hit him.

Charge!

This time, Mo Wen did not avoid it, but rushed towards Andariel in the face of the poison.

Holding the shield in front of him, Mo Wen felt that he had rushed into a cloud of acid rain, and the shield in his hand actually made a sound of ziz, and the shield blessed with the divine shield actually showed signs of not being able to hold on under the poison of Andariel.

Nausea, nausea, severe pain, Mo Wen only felt as if his body was about to fall down at any moment, and the aftermath of the poison alone made him unable to control his body.

But fortunately, there was only one moment of contact, and the next moment Mo Wen rushed out of the air mass.

With a breath of fresh air, he seemed to come back to life, and rushed towards Andariel unabated.

It seemed that he didn't expect Mo Wen to rush over directly, Andariel was stunned, but then reacted, and the four sharp tentacles behind him stabbed towards Mo Wen.

The body moved left and right, Mo Wen dodged the two tentacles, and directly held the shield and hit Andariel's body, and then the scimitar in his hand flashed, and a long wound appeared in Andariel's abdomen.

Blood flowed, and this was the first time the Pain Demon King had shed blood since the battle.

Andariel roared and retracted the four tentacles, and then attacked Mo Wen again, and at the same time a pair of claws also hit Mo Wen.

The attack in six directions made Mo Wen scramble for a while, and there was a huge knocking sound on the shield, continuously, suddenly, and there was a crisp sound mixed with the continuous knocking sound, and cracks seemed to begin to appear on the shield, and there was a tendency to form and expand.

Gritting his teeth, Mo Wen held the shield and did not retreat, and two deep scratches appeared under his feet.

"Well done!"

There was a loud roar behind him.