Diablo Destruction

"Brother Wu, we will send it to you. You have to be careful."

Ultraman patted my shoulder sincerely with his big, thick hands. The personalities of these four people were quite similar to those of my few friends in the original world, so even though it only took a short day, But I have quickly become familiar with them.

The location we are now at is the entrance to the third floor of the tomb. The place where we rested last night is actually not far from here. When I woke up early the next morning, when I asked them about the location of the entrance to the third floor, they were not there. I was surprised, and even offered to lead the way for me. After all, the nickname Luchi had already spread throughout the Rogge camp along with my reputation.

The hospitality was difficult to come by, and coupled with the fact that I really didn’t have much confidence that I could find the entrance based on their dictation, I immediately agreed and walked around for more than 2 hours under their guidance, and finally arrived here.

"Ultraman, aren't you going down?" I looked at them curiously as they kept a certain distance from the entrance.

"Hey, we decided to hang out on the second floor for a while and get some fire-resistant equipment."

Ultraman imitated my appearance yesterday and gave me a thumbs up generously. The slightly protruding teeth on both sides were shining. To be honest, he really looked like Orak...

"Fire resistance...equipment?...Are there any powerful magic monsters on the third floor?"

I glanced at him confusedly, and now it was the four of them's turn to open their mouths in surprise.

"Brother... I really don't know what to say about you. Generally speaking, you should inquire about this information before setting off."

The wizard Katyev looked at me with a wry smile.

"Haha, to be honest, I really have no experience in this area, hey..."

Facing the concerned eyes of the four people, I lowered my head in shame. Are you a little too confident? You should really reflect on it.

"However, maybe it is not necessary for you kid. After all, even Belial has been defeated. I am afraid that the third level of the tomb will not be able to defeat you. Isn't it good to have such confidence? Damn it, it's so enviable. It would be great if we could do this anytime..."

Seeing that I was in a low mood, the unscrupulous uncle Katyev used the weak strength of the wizard to punch me hard in the chest.

"It will kill people..."

The assassin Zilte next to him complained without hesitation.

"It doesn't matter. I will plant your favorite mud flower (a small earth-yellow flower that grows in toilets) in front of your grave..."

Horclef the Barbarian's mouth could never stop, whether he was eating or sarcastic.

"Why do I have to die before you? And why do I have to like mud flowers the most? Where did you find out? Don't impose your hobbies on others, pretending to know me very well ,Um……??"

Zilte twisted a strange face and approached Hockleaf with raised eyebrows like a gangster in the comics asking for protection money on the street. It would be more realistic if there were a few more scars on his face.

"Shouldn't you be sacrificing your life for justice at the most critical moment? A kind, kind, Qi Er, special, great person!!"

"Don't worry, you and I are the only ones who will absolutely never save you..."

Not to be outdone, Hockleaf stepped forward, and the two of them stood together and stared at each other like a cockfight. No one is willing to admit defeat.

"It's an old habit, just ignore them both."

Ultraman shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly.

"Ha..." I smiled understandingly. With these two living treasures here, I will never be lonely.

"However, you are not in a hurry now anyway. Let me briefly explain to you the situation on the third floor. Although there is no threat to you there, if you are not careful, it is inevitable to be disgraced."

Katev took over the topic and said to me.

"If it doesn't impede your time. I would be honored to accept this opportunity to make amends."

My exaggerated statement immediately caused a burst of banter from the four people.

The fourth floor of the tomb is Andalil's lair. It is not complicated inside. There are only a few rooms and halls. In addition, there is a wide corridor leading directly to Andalil's throne. Therefore, the third floor of the tomb can almost be said to be Andalil's lair. The gate of the lair is the last line of defense leading to Andariel's lair.

Therefore, the monsters on the third floor of the tomb are definitely not comparable to the first two floors, no matter in terms of quantity. Or quality.

Katyev said something to me, and at this moment, I also understand it deeply.

"Bang bang——"

Somewhere on the third floor of the tomb seemed to be carpet-bombed by bombers. Heat waves rolled in one after another. The surroundings were filled with scorching hot air. Even the hard blue stone floor was like hot pebbles in a stone hot pot. generally.

"I'll draw attention from the front, Xiaoxue, you two separate sides. The poisonous flower vines will quietly lurk over."

I sucked in the air that could even burn the mucous membranes of my respiratory tract. The intense burning caused a dull feeling in the lungs, which was a sign of hypoxia.

Opposite us. There were a dozen mummies who were as tall and thin as sticks, wearing black mage robes and holding a sandalwood staff in their right hands. Their withered left hands were burning with fierce fire, and concentrated fireballs as big as footballs shone with dazzling red. The light was emitted from their burning left hands and hit us accurately. The red light suddenly condensed, followed by dazzling light and violent explosions. Crazy fireworks could cover all objects within a few meters of the surrounding area. , and the burst of hot air can even lift a nearby ghost wolf weighing several hundred kilograms into the air.

The Exiles were said to be a group of evil mages during their lifetime. They were killed by the entire Dark Continent because of their many evil deeds. After their death, their bodies were eroded by the power of darkness and turned into lifeless, cold mummies, but they retained their original memories. Part of their instinct, they are obsessed with the burning flames of hell. They can emit a range bombing skill similar to the wizard's third-level skill - fireball, and the cooling time is extremely fast. They master this skill and are deeply favored by Andariel. Therefore, the guards who were appointed to guard the third and fourth floors of the tomb are extremely dangerous monsters.

This is the most exiled people I have ever encountered. There were only 3 to 6 in the previous times. Although the fireball technique like bombardment by artillery shells is really a headache, and the skin and flesh are rough, it is difficult for physical attacks and spell attacks. It has a strong defense, but under the strength of Xiaoxue and I, it can only be reduced to ashes.

But this time there were 16 of them, and a big fireball flew over almost every two seconds. The continuous bombings finally made me realize the power of the mages' indiscriminate carpet bombing. No wonder others say that a few mages gathered together are an invincible storm.

Maybe it would be better if we were in an open place, but now it is a narrow straight corridor with no room to dodge. In desperation, I can only transform into a bear and stand alone in the middle to attract the exiled people. attention. The poisonous flower vine can take advantage of burrowing into the ground to lurk, while the ghost wolf slowly approaches close to the foot of the wall. Firstly, it can dodge the range explosion attack of the fireball spell, and secondly, it can avoid being washed away by the burst of airflow.

No wonder Ultraman said he wanted to get some more fire-resistant equipment, so that's what happened. I have now equipped equipment with fire resistance, even if its attributes are rubbish. The fire resistance has barely reached more than 40, but some injuries are not immune to high resistance. Under the continuous fireball bombardment of 16 exiles, the health value was still slowly declining. Coupled with the scalding hot air around me, it made me feel as painful as being in a molten hell.

Fortunately, the sixteen exiles were completely attracted by the big stupid bear standing in the middle of the road, and did not notice the ghost wolf lurking in the shadow of the wall or the poisonous flower vines crawling underground. . Within a moment, the frequency of the fireballs they emitted dropped. I looked up and saw that the ghost wolves and poisonous flower vines had already approached them. and successfully intertwined with them.

It was a good opportunity. I was overjoyed. I quickly rushed over with heavy steps. Several fireballs flew over, but they only gave me a pause. Being bulky also has its advantages. If it weren’t for the transformation If it were a bear, I might have been blown away at this moment.

There was no way that five ghost wolves and a poisonous flower vine could surround the sixteen exiles. Their efforts will be interrupted by the fireball spell in the hands of the Exile. Seven or eight exiles took advantage of the gap to escape from the siege and scattered in all directions. Then, in my incredible eyes, they threw the fireball technique in their hands at the ghost wolves without caring about their partners. The roaring flames immediately engulfed Xiaoxue and the others, and were even swallowed up by the exiles surrounding them...

Seeing this situation, I rolled my eyes and immediately thought of a plan in my mind. I quickly instructed Xiaoxue and the others to ignore the other fleeing exiles, kill the ones surrounded inside first, and try to get as close to them as possible when attacking.

The fireballs of seven or eight exiles were not fatal enough to the mutated ghost wolf, let alone the elite Xiaoxue and the poisonous flower vine. Suddenly, the exiles surrounded inside suffered a double blow. Under the ruthless attack of Xiaoxue and her companions, it only took half the time to eliminate all the exiles.

The remaining seven or eight exiles were scattered, unable to hit the target, and they did not pose any threat. However, not to mention their fireball skills, even their ability to fight in close combat was not a problem. The flaming left hand punched down, and the fire attack included in the physical damage was also very terrifying.

"It's day..."

It took nearly a lot of effort to kill this group of deportees. I was cursing and cleaning the scorch marks on my clothes. Without thinking about it, I also knew that my current image was probably no better than that of black Africans. However, , the lazy crow brought back a crooked stick that looked similar to the burning stick held in the hand of the exile, but it soothed my wounded heart in time.

knobbly stick

Damage: 4-12

Durability: 35-35

Required level: 24

Staff Level: Normal Attack Speed

+1 to heating

+2 to fireball

+50% damage to undead

What a good thing. After experiencing the carpet bombing of the Exile, I am already drooling over the fireball spell. I didn't expect to have one like this. Unfortunately, I have to wait until level 24 to use it. I'll just be greedy for it first.

I gently stroked the uneven staff, my eyes shining brightly, until I saw the big scarlet characters "Required Level: 24", then I reluctantly stuffed it into the inventory.

In addition, there is a cracked diamond, 2 bottles of healing potion, a bottle of mana potion, 9 gold coins, and some silver coins. They are indeed the guards of Andariel, and their wealth is as strong as their strength.