"Cut, I can't help but fight, it's far worse than Andariel."

Bruce drew his greatsword from the corpse, his face still covered with the frost left by Duriel, but he looked at the corpse with disdain.

Mo Wen shook his head, although everyone was not lightly injured, but the overall situation was indeed much better than Andariel's time, of course, this is not to say that Dureel's strength is worse than Andariel, and even in Mo Wen's heart, the strength of the Pain Demon King is still above Andariel.

There are no more than two reasons for this result, one is the progress of everyone's strength, at the beginning, only Mo Wen and Bruce entered the fifth order, and Bruce still broke through in battle, and now almost all of the masters who come out of Ishtar are fifth-order masters, plus a fourth-order mage and a fourth-order knight. Another reason is that Andariel's strength is actually more inclined to group attacks, and the pervasive poison is almost an all-round attack, while Duriel's frozen aura and physical attacks are more suitable for heads-up, and when encountering Mo Wen's several opponents who rush up, they naturally can't exert their full strength.

But now is not the time to talk about that.

Looking at the pitch-black hole on the other side of the wall, where Du Ruier rushed out just now, and then looking at the few people who stood up again, Mo Wen suddenly spoke lightly.

"Bruce and Lillian come with me, and the others stay where they are."

Gina's face was as usual, as she had expected, but Farri and Jacob's faces changed.

"Why don't you let me go? Do you think I'm going to be holding back? Jacob growled, a green glow in his eyes.

"You're too badly injured and need to rest!" He looked at Jacob's bleeding chest. Mo Wen said in an unquestioning tone.

"What about me, Mr. Modi? I'm not badly hurt! Then Farri cried out, and she wiped the blood from her forehead. His eyes were staring straight at Mo Wen.

"You're too weak."

The cold tone made Fari slump on the ground as if she had lost all her strength, and she had almost no other expression except for blocking Duriel in the battle just now, if she had fought before, it could be seen that after meeting the Pain Demon King. She wasn't sure if she would hold back when she faced a few demon gods.

Quietly clenching her fists, Fari bit her lip desperately.

"Alright, Bruce and Lillian. Follow me! Seeing that Fari and Jacob stopped talking, Mo Wen said with satisfaction.

The figures of the three of them quickly disappeared into the hole.

Like a world of ice and fire, not long after leaving the land of ice and snow in Duriel, the three of them felt a burst of heat rush over their faces.

Walking through the dark cavern. After a while, a bright light appeared in front of the three of them.

A small lake made of lava. There is a long bridge of iron chains on the lake.

In the middle of the lake is a small island.

Vine-like chains encircled a boulder on the island, and instead of the legendary King of Destruction, another figure was locked.

White striped wings like light, heavy armor, and a sacred breath.

- That's an angel!

As if sensing the arrival of several people, the angel raised his head, and the strong light made it impossible to see his face.

"Humans, you're finally here. But I do wish you had come sooner. I am Archangel Tyrell. I came here to stop Diablo from freeing his brother Baal, but I failed. Now the Lord of Terror and Destruction has regained his freedom in your world. Even now. They traveled to Curast, the capital of the East; Find the heart of the temple of Sakaram. They hoped to find their eldest brother in that place, Mephisto, the Lord of Hatred, who had been imprisoned for years. If the three sources of evil join forces again, they will be invincible. Although we don't yet know what their goals are, it's clear that we must stop them at all costs. I am fragmented, and the energy that has brought me into this world is rapidly dissipating. You must take on this task and prevent the three brothers from joining forces. You must cross the ocean and travel to Kurast to find Diablo and Baal. Now, move faster, untie the chains on my body, let me return to heaven, and then stop the three demon gods as much as possible before I have the power to descend again, human beings, time is running out for us! ”

The three of them made their way to Tyrell along the long bridge, and Bruce drew his greatsword to cut off Tyrell's chains, but Mo Wen stopped him.

With a look of doubt in his tone, Tyrell asked Mo Wen, "Believer of Ares, successor of Akarat*1, what are you doing, we have to move faster, my power will be drastically weakened in your world, and the sooner I leave, the sooner I can recover." ”

Mo Wen smiled slightly, and he gently pulled the chains on Latyriel's body.

"Mr. Archangel, I heard that you came to stop Diablo, but you failed, didn't you?"

Tyrell looked a little displeased, but patiently replied.

"Yes, human, what do you want to say?"

A bright smile appeared on Mo Wen's face, and a scepter appeared in his hand.

"What I'm trying to say is—"

"Why save a piece of waste?"

Gracewald's redemption slammed Tyrell's head to pieces.

"Modi!"

"Seattle!"

Lilian and Bruce shouted at the same time, they didn't expect Mo Wen to shoot at the archangel.

Mo Wen ignored them and looked at where Tyrell was.

Tyrell's body was like sand, gradually dissipating, leaving behind only an ornate armor.

A dazzling light shot out of the armor, and a figure composed of light appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

"Human, what are you doing! Destroying my body on earth will greatly weaken my power and delay my coming again! ”

Mo Wen smiled, and he looked at Tyrell, as if looking at some treasure.

"Sure enough, high-ranking angels and demons are immortal. The reason they trapped you here, not slaughtered you, is because they are afraid that your soul will return to heaven. And then continue to thwart them after the resurrection. ”

"Yes, it is true, but human, you have destroyed my body, and this time it will take me to resurrect me, and if there is no suitable reason, I will come again. You will be punished by Heaven. ”

There was a hint of anger in Tyrell's tone.

"Hahaha!" Mo Wen suddenly laughed.

"Why?"

"Does waste use count!"

A white light flashed from Mo Wen's hand, and a pitch-black stone appeared in the palm of his hand.

"I heard that the Soul Stone can bind the souls of high-level demons, but I wonder if my piece can summon the dead from the underworld and have a similar effect? Although it can be resurrected in heaven. But now you're still an undead or something! ”

Tyrell's face changed.

"What do you want to do? Mankind! ”

"Come out, Archangel Tyrell!"

The Resurrection Stone spun around Mo Wen's hand, emitting a blinding light.

"No!" Tyrrell screamed, trying to escape. But an invisible pull held him back. Pulled him into the Resurrection Stone little by little.

Tyrell struggled desperately, the light and shadow kept changing, Mo Wen only felt that the resurrection stone in his hand was hot for a while, and there were even cracks on the surface of the stone.

Looking at the archangel coldly, Mo Wen's face did not change at all.

After all, he had just suffered a heavy blow not long ago, and his body was destroyed again, and in the end, with reluctance, Tyrell was sucked into the Resurrection Stone. Then a faint phantom floated out of the stone.

Dressed in armor and carrying wings. None other than the Archangels.

Looking at Mo Wen expressionlessly, the angel at this time was unusually quiet, not knowing what he was thinking.

Lilian and Bruce watched this scene in shock, no one expected that an archangel would be cleaned up by Mo Wen like this, and as a paladin, he would dare to make a move on the angel!

Bruce grew his mouth, and after a while, he glanced at Mo Wen meaningfully, and walked away without looking back.

He is a barbarian, worshipping power and ancient totems, but he has never worshiped heaven and angels, although he doesn't understand Mo Wen's approach, but he won't interfere, just like Mo Wen said, a waste that can't even block the demon god, it doesn't matter if he can't save it or not.

And Lilian looked at Mo Wen with a playful expression, "I don't think you have any place like a paladin except for being a paladin, but you be careful, don't play with fire and set yourself on fire." ”

Looking at the two people who turned to leave, Mo Wen let out a long breath, the reason why these two people were picked was because they didn't have any awe of the angel clan in their hearts, nor did they insist on the so-called justice, if it was Fa Li, I am afraid that they would have fought with Mo Wen a long time ago. And Jacob? Mo Wen was really not sure if he would secretly betray himself to those heavenly fanatics, after all, it was a good note to be able to easily get rid of his rival, wasn't it?

Mo Wen turned his gaze to Tyrell's phantom again.

"My Archangel, do you have anything to say?"

Mo Wen's answer was a cold snort.

The corners of Mo Wen's mouth cracked, "Do you know, Your Excellency Archangel, the Resurrection Stone is my treasure, I can clearly feel its qiē, I know that inside it, it is shattering every moment, your struggle seems to be effective, it can summon the souls of countless mages, but it seems to be unable to restrain the higher level of existence, I believe that it will not be long before you can get rid of the Resurrection Stone like the Three Demon Gods got rid of the Soul Stone, but do you think I didn't take this into account?" ”

Tyrell's face turned ugly.

"Human, what the hell do you want to do!"

"You know how stupid it is!"

"Can you desecrate the majesty of heaven?"

"Did you know that this would plunge the world deeper into darkness?"

"If it weren't for me—"

Tyrrell babbled, words either accusing Mo Wen or commanding from above. But Mo Wen looked unimpressed.

He pulled out the scepter that had just broken Tyrell's head—the Redemption of Gracewald.

"Mortal, what are you going to do!" The same words, but this time Tyrell's tone carried a hint of horror and unease.

"According to the laws of this world, any gem that is integrated into the groove will be one with the weapon, and I think Gracewald's redemption, as the top weapon, should be very suitable as a place for your Excellency!"

"Human, do you think you can bind me like this? It's just going to make it harder for me to get out, and when I do, Gracewald's redemption will be ruined, otherwise, why don't you think we treated the Soul Stone like this in the first place, we just don't want to waste top-of-the-line weapons! ”

"I think so too, but what I'm missing now is time."

"And everything that belongs to me will be obedient in the end!"

Slowly setting the Resurrection Stone into the scepter, Tyrell's phantom screamed and vanished, while Gracewald's redemption shone brighter than ever.

The Redemption of Grace Walder

The Staff of God

One-handed damage: 400-500

Required Level: 66

Required Strength: 78

Agility: 56

Durability: 70

Range: 2

Base weapon speed: [-10]

+1250% damage to the undead

+300% accuracy against the undead

+1000% damage to demons

+300% accuracy against demons

+500 magic damage

+10 to all Paladin skills

40% increased attack speed

Summon the power of the archangels

Summons the dead

Groove(3)

Holding his hand on Gracewald's redemption, Mo Wen's hand glowed with a faint white light, but it seemed to be hindered by something, the white light progressed very slowly, but it still spread little by little from Mo Wen's hand towards the tip of the scepter.

Sighing softly, at this rate, Mo Wen estimated that it would take at least a few years for him to turn Gracewald's redemption treasure, and sure enough, as he said at the beginning, with his current ability, even if he wants to treasure his own items, he may not be successful, if it is an item without a soul, it may not be so difficult, but if there is a soul, it will cause a violent resistance.

And to bind the archangel in it, the redemption treasure of Gracewald, who has the power of angels, is undoubtedly a more difficult choice.

It seems that there is only one way left for him, to use Gracewald's redemption to create a feat known to everyone, and rely on the power of this world to make it a treasure.

*1: In the past century, Archangel Ares visited a young ascetic, Akarat, to show him the teachings that would eventually lead to the establishment of the Order of Sakaram. These teachings and learnings allow people to resist evil and embrace love and light. The angels made Akarat a prophet and spread these teachings to the world. The teachings were taught directly to the local common people and were quickly adopted by the people of Curast. (To be continued......)

PS: Thank you Cat Cup for yesterday's monthly pass.