The darkness filled the air, and several blood-stained figures rolled out, their expressions frightened, and they crawled continuously. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Nope! You can't—"

The scorpion's tail lit up with a cold light, piercing the head of an assassin in an instant, and the skull exploded, and shattered bones fell to the ground, stained with a pale green liquid, corroding and melting at a rate visible to the naked eye.

Zizi, Zizi, the paladin next to him trembled, endured the pain of breaking his arm, and glared angrily at Nanya in front of him.

"Professionals don't give in, don't think anyone is like you!"

His eyes were red, and he resolutely swung his blade, neatly through his heart, and his vision gradually blurred.

There are not a few professionals like him who choose to commit suicide.

"I, I'm willing to be a degenerate."

Several professionals, including Barney the Barbarian, bowed their heads in humiliation, gritted their teeth, and endured the intense self-condemnation in their hearts.

To their surprise, it was not a rich evil breath that fell, but a swift scorpion tail.

"What?"

Barbarian Barnidi's face changed drastically, and he wanted to raise his weapon to resist, but unfortunately he was still a step too late.

The dark shadow devoured his consciousness, and he couldn't even feel the pain.

Poof, poof, scorpion tail smashed their heads apart, and one by one they wore them up, throwing their corpses aside at will, spraying venom to corrode and melt.

"You don't have qualifications."

Andariel's cold gaze swept away behind Nanya, there were no more surviving professionals here, and there were traces of blood and corrosion everywhere.

Brutal and tragic scenes.

"What is this?"

Suddenly, tears fell from Nanya's face, creating a tear streak.

She was stunned for a moment, and then sneered, "After such a long period of suppression, I didn't completely eliminate you, a commendable will." ”

"Then take a good look."

A malicious smile replaced a sneer, and her expression was distorted and complex, mixed with sadness and playfulness, some funny, some hideous.

After taking a few steps, the emotions that belonged to Nania herself disappeared, and Andariel's consciousness took absolute dominance again, and she muttered to herself thoughtfully: "Next... ”

In the distance, there was a breath that made her heart palpitate, and her turquoise eyes flashed with hesitation.

There weren't many breaths that could make her feel palpitations, and apart from some high-level angels in the high-level heavens, there were only some famous demon kings left. But what she can be sure of is that she dares to project the subjective consciousness into the human world for advention, except for the desperate Diablo, she is the only one who dares to do so.

So this breath is not normal.

What Andariel didn't know was that it was the breath that belonged to the Lord of Perdition, the greatest enemy who had killed her Demon Split twice.

"Or some guardian of the world..."

She frowned slightly, in any case, turning a blind eye was not the way to torment the queen, she had nothing to fear, for this was the last chance.

If she hesitates any longer, she can only accept her fate.

Boom, two shallow craters burst out of the ground under her feet, and her figure turned into a phantom and rushed into the distance.

・・・

The black and red figure fell from the sky, like a meteorite, and blasted the ground apart.

The bursting wind blew the two Fallen Ones flying away, and they rolled to the ground in shock.

"What's going on?" "This concentration of evil breath is almost out of breath." "Lord of Destruction, why is it so powerful?"

Suddenly, one of the degenerates reacted: "Damn, Knowst was trampled underneath him!" ”

With a click, Tang Ze walked out of the pit with a blank face, his feet stained with the blood of the fallen and the mushy flesh.

That hapless degenerate barbarian was directly trampled by him.

He exudes an evil breath that moves all the degenerate, and his power is comparable to that of Andariel.

"Master."

Iwamoto Ten, who was in a state of battle, stepped back without hesitation and knelt down towards Tang Ze's tall figure.

On the other side, Lv15 [Surging Flame] also knelt down respectfully, which made the Fallen more sure of the identity of the comer, that is, the Sinking Lord.

The strength has progressed too terrifyingly?

They recalled Camp Rog's description of the Lord of the Fallen more than they felt at the moment.

"It's interesting, Andariel actually started to recruit professionals, well, the strength is insufficient, and the number is to make up?"

Tang Ze chuckled, his body turned into an uncatchable shadow, and his fierce fist swept in front of the two guarded degenerates, piercing their heads the moment they reacted.

Bang, as if it had been smashed into tofu, the surging force was precise and swift, and the fist pierced their heads, but did not blow their heads out.

Blood splattered all over the ground, Tang Ze casually threw the two corpses hanging on his thick forearms to his feet, and then released the Lv3 [Demon Wand], the sharp giant stick merged with the darkness, and the few degenerates who tried to escape couldn't react at all, and they were smashed into flesh and mud, boom, boom, and pools of blood overflowed under the paste.

Dealing with these degenerates whose combat power is comparable to that of elite professionals is simply crushed beyond being crushed.

"That's going to clean up Andariel's minions?"

Tang Ze raised his eyebrows, feeling very funny.

Knock, knock, in an instant, he felt his heart beat faster, and a familiar and unfamiliar breath came from a distance.

"Master, that's supposed to be these degenerates—"

Iwamoto also felt the aura that made him uneasy, and he pondered his words.

“・・・”

With a wave of his hand, he stopped Iwamoto Tena and Lv15 [Surging Flame] from taking the initiative to probe, Tang Ze calmly took a step, his strength surged, and the darkness in his vision quickly dissipated.

A large red dot appears on his map panel, the same as when he faced Diablo and Andariel's Split Souls.

However, to Tang Ze's surprise, what appeared in front of him was a familiar face.

Some long-ago memories came back, the fiery green fields, the screaming fellow Fallen Demons, and the decapitated old wizard.

There was also a clear Canduran discourse, which he didn't understand at the time.

"A 'sorcerer seed' like you is also a brute tainted with the blood of our companions...

"Shut your mouth, disgusting smell."

Memories fade away like a tide.

Tang Ze narrowed his eyes, the appearance of the professional Naniya made him miss a little, but to his surprise, Andariel would actually possess her.

"I'm really surprised, the power of the demons, the power of Hradim, and a little bit of the breath of the demonic source power, you actually balance the three."

Nania looked at Tang Ze in front of her as if she had discovered a new world, and was amazed, "Hmm, I see, you killed my split soul... and Diablo?" ”

At the same time, the countess's dark gold team belatedly came and emerged from behind Tang Ze.

"Caria Susanna."

Seeing those Dark Gold Fallen Female Gunmen and Dark Gold Fallen Rog, Nania's eyes instantly turned cold, "You have done much more than I expected. ”

She seemed to have a lot to say, but Tang Ze obviously didn't want to talk nonsense with her.

"There's a lot more nonsense you talk than I thought."

Tang Ze's face was calm, and the terrifying demonic phantom formed behind him, and the momentum faintly overwhelmed the demonic phantom behind Nanya.