Diablo Destruction

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"sorry……"

"He...what did he say?"

Faced with Horason's sudden change, everyone was scratching their heads and became more vigilant, fearing that it was a lie trap.

I held the wooden sign high, sweating from my bear's head, saying "Alexander".

Could this script be any more familiar?

"I'm sorry, everyone. After waiting for thousands of years, humans have finally arrived. I think it's time to complete my final mission."

Wiping the tears on his face, Horason took a step forward and spoke to us sincerely. The sincerity in his eyes was something that even the best actor would be hard-pressed to achieve.

"You guys, you are so surprised, what do you want to play?" Everyone shouted in surprise at Horasson's huge change.

"Don't panic, don't be confused, human, I am the real Horasan."

"Bah, you told us not to panic and doubt, why don't we not panic and doubt? This guy is becoming more and more suspicious." Tulakov held his Titan's Blade with a sarcastic look on his face, which looked like a Red-eyed bull ready to charge.

Sa Qilijia carefully noticed the hidden meaning of the sentence just now: "What does it mean that you are the real Herasen? Can you explain it more clearly?"

"Of course. I still have something to ask for your help." Wiping away the tears on his face, Horason showed a mature and bright smile. In an instant, he was as handsome and dazzling as the sun, blinding the eyes of a group of us men. .

My king, please don’t be fooled. Men are not... No, handsome guys are not good.

I secretly glanced at Artoria and breathed a sigh of relief when I found that her expression was normal.

Decided. If the fight starts later. Just focus all your firepower on his face.

"Actually, the me you saw just now is another me. It's simple because my personality has split. I have become a person with two independent personalities."

Seeing that we were all quiet (actually because he was blinded and didn't react), Horasson said slowly. His tone was calm. This incredible thing was like he was talking about another person instead of himself. He didn't show any signs of it. Emotional fluctuations.

As he spoke, he gently touched the mask he took off in his hand, and continued: "Back then, I persuaded the teacher not to use the soul stone. When I was deceived by the angel clan, the seeds of split personality were already planted. Later, because of my betrayal of the teacher, , thrown into the hell clan, the fragile me could not bear the regret, self-blame, and pain caused by this behavior. Under the erosion of the power of hell, an extremely evil personality split out and let it dominate the body, and Now, I have fallen into a long sleep, and I am able to bear these sins that make people breathless."

"Since it's so painful, why not just kill yourself in the first place?"

Hearing Horason say these words, we all couldn't help but sneer. This guy actually wants to deceive us with such a clumsy lie. Does he really think that we are stupid and naive Five Xiaoqiang?

"Yes, in fact, I should have ended my sinful life long ago. If it hadn't been for it..." Horason was not angry because of our sarcasm, but gently held the mask in his hand to his chest. A gaze filled with all emotion.

This is……

Only then did we begin to notice the mask on his hand.

It was a dim and simple metal mask. At first glance, there seemed to be nothing noteworthy about it. However, when I stared at the shape of the mask for a long time and felt its vague aura, I suddenly screamed... ...No, he just raised the wooden sign suddenly.

"What?" Sa Qili and the others were startled by my sudden move, and were startled again when they saw the words on the wooden sign.

"Brother, are you telling the truth? Is that mask, which looks so inconspicuous at all, really Lord Tarasha's artifact?"

Tarasha's suit is already familiar to adventurers like Sa Qili who are rich in spirituality. However, what they have seen are just fakes of Tarasha's suit. When have they ever seen the real thing?

I nodded vigorously. Although the mask in Horason's hand did not exude the brilliance of an artifact, the familiar aura allowed me to 100% confirm its identity and the artifact clothes I found in the Western Kingdom. The parts are the same, and it is definitely one of the Talasha Artifact Sets.

"Since you can guess it, you are really not simple. However, you can't be an ordinary warrior to reach this point." Our movements, standing high above, can be clearly seen by Herasen.

"Yes, this is one of the teacher's suits, Talasha's Horadric crest."

Under our shocked gazes, he slowly said the name of this mask.

"At that time, I also wanted to die heroically with the teacher, but when I saw that the three demon gods did not kill the teacher..."

"Wait a minute, didn't you just say that Lord Tarasha has been dismembered by three demon gods and five horses?"

Horason smiled slightly: "Yes, the teacher's body has indeed been brutally killed by the three demon gods, but his soul is still there. The three demon gods hated the teacher for sealing them for decades, and did not want the teacher to die in such pain. Just seal the teacher’s soul under the ancient tomb of the Horadric clan, and when you collect all the teacher’s artifact sets, you can revive the teacher again.”

"Resurrection? Are you telling us a joke?" Everyone sneered at Horasson's words. Even if Tarasha's soul was really still there, thousands of years had passed and the possibility of resurrection was lost.

"There is no need to lie to you. The Talasha suit is collected together. The final attribute of the artifact is that it can resurrect the owner, of course, on the premise that the soul is not destroyed."

"I can believe this." I sighed after canceling the transformation.

"Brother, why are you..." They were both surprised that I took the risk to change back to my original form, and also surprised that I actually spoke for Horasan. Everyone looked at me in surprise.

"Actually, back then, I saw a ray of consciousness on Tarasha's remaining soul stone..." I will remember the remaining consciousness of Tarasha when I met him in the Temple of Death, and the 521'\u003e that he asked me to collect Tarasha's suit. Task. Speak up.

"I didn't expect this to be true. The Horadric suit actually has resurrection properties. Little brother, you have actually seen Lord Tarasha with your own eyes."

Horason looked excited: "Really? I didn't expect you to have met the teacher. Since his consciousness is still preserved, then the soul sealed under the Horadric Tomb must not have been annihilated. That's great. Wow. That’s great. I saw it right. You are people worth entrusting to me.”

"You chose to betray back then. Was it just because of this mask?" I turned around and looked at Horasson, who was as dazzling as the sun, and my tone softened a lot.

"That's right, with my strength, in front of the teacher and the three demon gods, I was like a baby and couldn't interfere in the battle between them. At that time, I also thought about dying with the teacher, but I thought of the Tarasha suit. In the end, I endured the resurrection attribute and accepted the surrender of the three demon gods just to obtain this mask. This was the condition for me to agree to join Hell."

Like a lover, he gently caressed the mask in his hand, Horason said slowly, as if he had returned to the scene of enduring humiliation and burden, his expression changed with pain.

"Can't the three demon gods see it?" I asked doubtfully. These treacherous and fox-like hell bosses don't seem to be such stupid guys.

"Why can't I see it, but what does that matter? With my strength, even if I have evil intentions, they don't care. This is just a transaction, and to them, this is just a game to tease ants, betrayal. And betrayal, pain and suffering, are the most delicious desserts for them.”

"Then, could you please hand over Master Tarasha's artifact to us now? Don't worry, since I accepted Master Tarasha's blessing, I will definitely try my best to complete it and resurrect him."

Holding back the excitement in my heart, I said solemnly, if the Herasen in front of me is really not lying to deceive us, then he should be able to agree.

"Of course, you are the first humans to come here in thousands of years. If my guess is correct, you should be here to save the Horadric clan, right? Your purpose, courage and strength undoubtedly prove that you can accept Take my trust."

Finally, he gently touched the mask that had been with him for thousands of years. The next moment, Horatson let go of his hand without hesitation, and the mask slowly flew towards us, directly in front of us.

"Brother,..." Seeing Tarasha's artifact, everyone was extremely excited. I was the only one who was calmer. After all, I had already seen another Tarasha artifact.

He slowly stretched out his hand and held the metal mask floating in front of him in the palm of his hand. At the moment when he touched the mask, suddenly, the originally simple and elegant mask burst out with colorful light that made the entire virtual space become colorful.

Artifact, this is the light of the artifact, Horasson did not lie to us!

We were immersed in the colorful light emitted by the mask and couldn't extricate ourselves for a long time.

No, we are not talking about this now. I always feel that things will not be that simple.

I shook my head and woke up. Although I got the artifact, the Sixth Sense and Master Kurumada Mei told me that the next thing might not be so easy.

To be cautious, I took a look at the properties of the mask.

Tal Rasha's Horadric Crest

death mask

Defense: 824

Required level: 85

Strength points required: 90

+3 wizard skills

20% of magic damage converted into life

20% of magic damage converted to mana

Magic damage reduced by 20%

All resistances +75

+700 defense

+200 mana

+400 life

Tal Rasha's Robe

Tal Rasha's Horadric Crest

Tal Rasha's Sentence

Tal Rasha's Guardian

Tal Rasha's Watchful Eye

Tal Rasha's Delicate Clothes

It is indeed Tarasha's artifact, when you see the amazing attributes on it. I have already determined in my heart that even Belial cannot fake these attributes when they appear in front of me.

As if I was afraid of being robbed, I hugged the mask tightly in my hand and hesitated for a second or two. The next moment, I handed the mask to Tamoya.

"This is..." Tamoya was slightly stunned, but soon, along with the others, she understood what I meant.

"I promise you. Bear Tower." Tamoya did not take the mask. However, he held my hand tightly.

"However, you must also agree to a condition. You must summon me back in one minute."

"But repeated calls..."

"Bear Tower. We are partners of life and death. Right, even if you die, I can't live." Tamoya interrupted me. She said firmly, her beautiful dark blue eyes showing determination, clearly telling me that if I didn't agree, she wouldn't agree either.

"Okay." Looking at Tamoya, I nodded heavily.

With a sweet smile, Tamoya looked at me trustingly and took Tarasha's artifact mask from my hand.

The next moment, I clicked lightly and she disappeared in front of everyone.

Cancel the summons.

That's right, what you eat into your stomach is yours. Don't worry about anything else at this time, just swallow the mask into your stomach first.

Seeing that Tamoya successfully returned to the Rogge camp in the first world wearing the artifact mask, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, as if they were dreaming.

Tarasha's artifact, one of the most powerful Seven Heroes artifact sets in the entire Dark Continent, the parts of Tarasha's artifact set are so easy to acquire.

After coming back to my senses, I looked at Horason respectfully. Since he even gave us the artifact without hesitation, it meant that Horason was really not lying. Otherwise, the price he paid for this lie would be too high.

"Thank you very much, Master Horasan. It is only because of your efforts that we can take back Master Tarasha's artifact so easily. Please rest assured. After we return, we will definitely report it to the Alliance and clear your name."

"As long as the teacher can be rescued, everything will be worth it." Horason showed a happy smile. This happiness was not only for the resurrection of Tarasha, taking a step forward, but also for his own efforts. recognized by the world.

Even a saint cannot watch himself being slandered as a sinner of history, and he is moved by it. It would be best to rectify his name.

When I realized Tarasha's kind side, many things that I had doubted before suddenly became clear.

For example, why would Tarasha accept such a white-eyed student? With his wisdom, couldn't he see the temperament of his student? Even the alliance knows that a person's character is the most important, and potential is secondary. A person with bad character, no matter how potential he is, will not be able to enter the training camp, and the camp will even consider secretly supervising and restricting his use. Other ways to gain strength.

If the Horasan in front of him is the real him, then it can explain all this.

There is also the Staff of Horadric. According to Tarasha, it was his traitorous students who split the Staff of Horadric into two and turned it into the Staff of the King and the Viper Necklace. The Staff of Horadric is the one that activates the connection mystery. The only key to the refuge and the Horadric clan. In doing so, at first glance, it seems that it naturally wants to lock the Horadric clan in the desert forever.

But then, the question arises again, why did Horation hide the King's Staff, the Horadric Cube and the Viper Necklace in the first world, which is very hidden but not guarded by powerful monsters?

If he really wants to keep the Horadric tribe in the spotlight, there are still plenty of options to choose from, such as directly focusing on himself.

If he just had to do it to show the three demon gods, then his actions can be completely explained.

"Okay, my mission has been completed. It has been a thousand years, I have been waiting for a thousand years, and my long-cherished wish is over." When I had figured out all the questions about Horason, Horason also let out a sigh of relief. He shouted, holding his staff high, spreading his hands, and tears of excitement flowed down his face again.

"Lord Horason, why don't you go back with us? Anyway, you have obtained the mask, and you need to deal with the dangers of the three demon gods again. With your power, you will definitely become a hero of the Dark Continent again."

I felt that Horasan's behavior was a little bad, and it felt like he was saying goodbye. I said quickly.

"It's late, it's late." Putting down his arms, Horasson looked at me softly and smiled.

"My body and soul have been eroded by the power of hell. In order to escape the guilt in my heart, another me has been dominating my body and soul for thousands of years. Now, he has gained the absolute advantage of this body. I He was just burning his last bit of strength and existence. He barely took control of the body. I'm afraid it won't be long before he can regain control of this body and have complete control. By then, I will disappear. Horasan will Become a truly evil monster."

Saying this, Horazon did not show any sadness and sadness, as if this was the ending. He had expected it, and it was also what he had been looking forward to. At this moment, there was only relief and relief on his face.

"I'm sorry, children, I can no longer walk with you. The task of saving the teacher can only be entrusted to your shoulders. As far as I know, the other parts of the artifact suit are not on your body. , but were rewarded to their subordinates, but they should not be taken lightly. The subordinates of the Three Demon Gods are by no means ordinary people. Their strength is not even inferior to that of the Four Demon Kings, so you must be careful. The task is difficult and you must not do it. Underestimating the enemy's carelessness..."

While speaking, Horason raised the staff high again. Suddenly, the whole world began to fluctuate violently. A vast amount of ability erupted from his body, even the tall mountain behind him. The huge stone palace was also shaking slightly under this force, and seemed to collapse at any time.

"Lord Horason... is going to kill himself." Sa Qili, who is also a mage, knew what the change in front of her represented, and couldn't help but look sad.

He endured humiliation and heavy burdens for thousands of years, and during this period he had to endure endless loneliness, regret, pain, and self-blame, just to hand over the artifact mask and keep the slightest hope of resurrecting Tarasha.

There is no doubt that Horazon is a hero worthy of everyone's respect and admiration. Now, we can only watch this hero disappear without any solution.

Just as the power of space is gradually becoming chaotic, a terrifying storm is about to brew, swallowing up everything, and we are constantly retreating, intending to take one last look at Horasson and engrave the figure of this senior hero forever. When I was there, suddenly.

Sudden changes occur.

With a clang, the staff in Horasson's hand fell to the ground, and he arched his body and roared in pain.

With his move, the energy storm that had been brewing just now lost the support of its power, gradually calmed down, and even continued to flow back into Horason's body.

No...it's not.

We paused and looked at each other.

Could it be that the worst thing has happened?

"I'm sorry...children...in the end...I'm sorry...just...just run away..."

From the painful roar of Horazon, a kind and apologetic voice that made people unable to hold back tears slowly echoed in our ears.

It seems that there is still time to run now, but the task has not been completed yet, how can we leave?

Moreover, we now have one more important task.

That is, let Lord Horazon's already tired and riddled body and soul rest in peace.

Their eyes met and everyone nodded in unison.

Ah, I almost forgot.

Come out, Tamoya! ! !

Several minutes have passed and I have missed my appointment again. I hope Emperor Wu will not be angry.

The moment Tamoya appeared and looked towards me, I immediately transformed into a hell fighting bear and turned my head away pretending to be stupid.

At this time, Lord Martial Emperor has no extra time to hack me, because there have been changes in Horasan.

The explosive chaos sequence energy just now has been absorbed by him, and in its place is a pure and huge evil force that makes people tremble, slowly emitting.

Stopping his trembling, Horasson slowly straightened up and raised his head. The staff that had fallen to the ground floated up and fell back into his hand.

At some point, the brilliant golden hair turned into a thick black, and the gentle and friendly face became evil and full of hostility.

"Stupid, stupid, they are all a group of stupid people." He slapped the staff in his hand, and as the entire stone palace shook, Horathan laughed loudly.

"I can't bear it anymore. Why are there so many idiots around me? Even my other half is stupider than me. But all this is about to end. That damn mask finally took away the idiots around me. This body now completely belongs to me. It is pure, and the world is finally pure."

After laughing wildly for several times, Horason lowered his head slightly, seemingly finally discovering our group of ants. He smiled evilly, and tapped us lightly with the other hand holding the staff.

"It just so happens that there is a group of idiots in front of us. You can be buried with that guy. After all, he is my partner who has been with me for thousands of years. I am a very interesting person."

As soon as he finished speaking, the outstretched finger flashed with cold light, emitting circles of extremely freezing energy. By the time it reached us, it had turned into a huge snowstorm.

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