Diablo Destruction

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Isn’t it just a fart! ! Yi Zuer is a quasi-four-winged angel. Do you know what a quasi-four-winged angel is? Caial, the quasi-four-winged angel who appeared during the tournament, could kill me with one finger. As the former number one warrior of the angel race, Izuel, who even dared to chop off Diavolo's horns, is for us. Say, is there any difference in difficulty from directly challenging God?

Sure enough, after sighing, Tyrell told us some bad news: "It wasn't until recently that I found his incomplete soul. Unfortunately, it was too late. It has been wandering in the hell world for thousands of years. Then The proud soul of the former angel clan's number one warrior could not withstand the passage of time. It was eroded by the dark atmosphere and attached to the monster's body. It has become an unscrupulous fallen angel and a hell monster. Even Lord Michael can no longer purify his soul."

When he said this, there was a silence in the atmosphere. Carlos and the others also vaguely understood Tyrell's request, and cold sweat broke out on their foreheads. Carlos aside, Sharna and Seatik both faced the difficulties. The master who dares to challenge life and death, but daring to challenge life and death does not mean dying in vain. This is the difference between a warrior and a reckless man.

"Lord Tyrell, do you want us to..."

Seeing that Tyrell remained silent for a long time, looking up at the relief with a pitiful expression, Carlos, who couldn't hold his breath, finally asked.

"Yizur has fallen. The only way now is to completely eliminate him and free his tortured soul."

Tyrell gave the answer we expected, and then slowly turned around, his eyes in the shape of white flames staring at us closely.

"There are indeed many candidates in the Angel Clan who are more suitable to carry out this task than you, but Yizuer was once my right-hand man, the number one warrior of the Angel Clan, and has made many great contributions to the Clan. Even now, he is still There are many angels who were his former subordinates or admirers."

After a pause, he continued: "So, on the one hand, if the warriors from the clan are sent to perform this task, I am afraid that they will not be able to do it for a while, and will be killed by Yizuer instead, and my body is in the third place. The world is now weak; on the other hand, this is also a little selfish of mine. I want to preserve the last trace of reputation for this once great hero, my lovely subordinate. After all, everyone now thinks that Yizuer is the He sacrificed his life for his family and died heroically. If others knew that his once proud soul would be corroded by the dirty and despicable dark atmosphere, I'm afraid..."

"We already understand what Lord Tyrell means..."

Seeing Tyrell's hesitant tone, Carlos couldn't help but nodded in response. Although family scandals should not be made public, looking at Tyrell's appearance, it turned out that in order to preserve the reputation of his favorite general, even the patriarch Michael planned to hide it. , if you send one of your own tribe to do this kind of thing, the possibility of being exposed will be greater.

Of course, this kind of thing is tacitly understood, and everyone knows it. Not reporting what they know is not a trivial matter for the angel tribe with strict rules. Tyrell asked the four of us to do it. Perhaps we think that for soldiers like us, wanting to see the reclusive Michael in our lifetime is just talking nonsense.

"Please forgive me for my words. Master Yi Zuer is a quasi-four-winged angel. With the strength of the four of us, we are definitely no match for him."

Seeing that Carlos was silent, I couldn't help but step forward anxiously and said loudly and bachelorfully.

"No, if Yi Zuer is still capable of quasi-four wings, I will never let you do this."

"You mean, is it possible that Yizuer's power is no longer what it used to be..."

"That's right, his powerful body as a quasi-four-winged angel has been reduced to ashes in the big explosion, and his current body can only allow him to exert less than ten percent of his strength. Plus, in hell After thousands of years of wandering, he has lost a lot of power, and even his memory and consciousness have been seriously damaged, so he was eroded by the dark power. When I met him in hell, it was because of a moment of weakness and hesitation, Let him seize the opportunity to escape, and after several secret investigations, it was discovered that he had actually gone to the demon fortress in the first world."

"He's in the Demon Fortress, near here?"

Hearing this, we couldn't help but feel shocked. If this is the case, then even if Tyrell doesn't ask us to help, we can't ignore it. What if this guy messes around, massacres the adventurers outside, or even breaks in? Inside the demon fortress, the losses suffered by the entire continent will be immeasurable.

"I'm sorry, this is all caused by my negligence." Seeing our expressions change drastically, Tyrell said apologetically.

"Lord Tyrell, what are you talking about? Lord Yizuer was trying to protect the entire Dark Continent, so he fell into the trap of the three demon gods and even fell. If he wants to apologize, we should apologize to him. Please Tyrell." Don't worry, sir, we will do our best to truly free Lord Yizuer's soul. This is the obligation of our alliance."

Carlos looked solemn and responded solemnly.

"Then I'll leave you with this matter." Tyrell nodded happily.

"However, there is one thing we must be sure of. What is the current level of strength of Lord Yizuer after his fall? Please let Lord Tyrell know."

"Of course." Tyrell nodded his head slightly and said in silence for a moment.

"His current strength has been greatly damaged and he has been knocked down below the second wing. If divided by the levels of the Dark Continent, he is at the peak of the pseudo-realm. If I was not restrained by a huge number of demons at that time and couldn't escape, Even if he is temporarily soft-hearted and can't bear the pain and kills him, he will never escape my grasp."

Tyrell's calm words, with huge confidence, make people feel that for us adventurers, the peak master of the pseudo-field who is already a super strong person is like an ant in his hands. The confidence and pride are shocking.

However, when we learned that Yizuer was now only a top master in the pseudo-field, our expressions couldn't help but soften.

Although the peak of the pseudo-realm is powerful, it is not invincible for us. Among the four people, Carlos and Seattle can definitely challenge the peak of the pseudo-realm. Sister Sharna is not even close, but it is not far behind. Where to go, as for me, if I don't meet a speed master like Carlos, then even the peak of the pseudo-field is no match.

If four people work together, not to mention the peak of the pseudo-field, even the masters of the field can easily win.

However, Tyrell obviously didn't want us to be happy for a moment longer. He was slightly relieved when he saw us. He didn't know what the expression was on his solemn face inside the armor, and he said in a light tone.

"The four of you must be happy, but it is too early to say anything. Although Yi Zuer is indeed only at the peak of the pseudo-realm, and has been eroded by the dark power. He has a violent personality and is unconscious. Neither his strength nor his skills can be fully exerted. When he came out, he no longer had cyan anger, but please don’t forget that after all, he was once the number one warrior of the Angel Clan. He had tens of thousands of years of combat experience and had gone through countless life and death battles. Even I dare not say that in pure He can surpass him in combat skills. To be rude - even if his current skills are extremely incomplete, they are far beyond what the four of you can match. I let you help, naturally I have full confidence in you defeating him, but if Even if there is even a hint of contempt for your opponent in your heart, I am afraid that the result will be reversed immediately. For you, this task is not easy, and it may even be life-threatening."

Tyrell's words made our relaxed expressions tighten again. He was right, this is not an easy thing.

Although Yizuer is currently only at the peak of the pseudo-realm, even among the four of us, in terms of light energy, I am stronger than him.

But in the battle with Carlos, I also said that only absolute strength can suppress skills. At that station, even though I had an absolute strength advantage, I relied on the limitations of the ring to defeat Carlos. The fight was extremely embarrassing, and after breaking the ring, this advantage was evened out.

Occupying an absolute strength advantage, this is not only because Carlos's speed is just enough to restrain my blood bear, but also because Carlos's combat experience and skills are far higher than mine.

But now, what we have to face is a tens of thousands of years old monster, a fierce general who has experienced countless battles on the battlefield. The comparison of experience and skills between the two sides is extremely different.

Just like, if our experience and skills can fully exert one part of our power, then Yizuer can use his own experience and skills to exert one part of his power to ten extents.

It is true that the combined strength of the four of us can form an absolute suppression of Yizuer's strength, but don't forget that the four of us have never cooperated as a team at all, and there is no way we can compete with those who have practiced together for more than ten years. The adventure teams of 2000 and 2017 are all in the same mind. Not to mention cooperating with each other, it will be enough to be able to do their own thing without pulling each other's hindrances and causing confusion.

Finally, the four of us asked Tyrell carefully about Yizuer's abilities, and humbly asked him for many ways to deal with it, before saying goodbye and walking out of the gate of the Mages Guild.

After I left the guild gate and the gray cold wind hovering over the Demon Fortress blew by, I felt a chill on my back and couldn't help but glance at the other three people.

Sister Sharna seemed much calmer, but her expression was a little solemn. She seemed to be considering the possibility of dealing with Yizuer. As an Amazon, the best hunter in the jungle, she was arrogant, but she would not despise any enemy. What's more, the current enemy is countless times stronger than what she faced before.

Carlos and Seattle Lake also looked over at this time, and the three grown men couldn't help but smile with emotion.

Although it is just Tyrell's projection, and although it feels very gentle, the vast majesty radiating from his soul and his proud identity make us endure huge pressure all the time.

After standing for a while, waiting for my mood to calm down, I started gossiping with this big-mouthed savage named Seattle.

"Grandpa, this Tyrell is really not good. No wonder he once escaped from the encirclement of the three demon gods. I have singled out the projections of Mephisto, Diavolo and Baal several times, and I have never I’ve never felt this kind of pressure.”

Seattle Ke said this angrily, obviously still feeling a little embarrassed about the way he had just restrained himself under the pressure of Tyrell's powerful momentum, and was a little worried about his face.

How many times have you been singled out?

I couldn't help but my eyes lit up, and then I looked at Seattle with envy. ***, the Fallen is so good. You can kill the boss whenever you want. Think about yourself, I only tortured two people. Belial and Duriel, who have demon king-level projection capabilities, have already reached the Harrogas area. I don't know if they will have the opportunity to go back and make a recharge in the future. They are simply incomparable to Seattle.

It seems that after I go back, I have to discuss with Akela and ask her to give her a special holiday so that I can make up for the Andariel, Mephisto and Diavolo that I jumped over. These demon kings and gods are all Gold ingot, big fat sheep.

"However, Lord Tyrell probably injected more power into the projection this time in order to be able to communicate smoothly with us. Otherwise, there wouldn't be such a big gap. However, his strength is stronger than any of the three demon gods. To be strong is unquestionable."

I couldn't see that Carlos, who was usually boring, had some potential for gossip. Seeing the chattering discussion between Seacoat and I, I couldn't help but interject. As for his judgment, I and Seacoat also raised my hands to agree. Old Five, Five My name is truly well deserved.

"Did you hear just now, is Tyrell a man or a woman?" After a pause, I immediately brought up this topic that has been discussed so badly by previous people.

"I can't hear it, grandpa. I can only hear her figure buzzing in my ears."

Seattle's expression was rather gloomy, as if he was wondering. It was strange that the voice of this four-winged birdman was obviously not as loud as that of us barbarians. Why was that voice so intimidating?

"Stop guessing. As long as Lord Tyrell doesn't reveal it himself, even if you guess for ten thousand years, you won't be able to get the result, and..."

Halfway through, Carlos coughed and lowered his voice slightly.

"And if Tyrael is really an angel left over from ancient times, it is said that modern angels have no gender."

"Is there still such a thing?"

Seacoat and I couldn't help but be surprised. Looking at Carlos, we couldn't help but admire him a little more. Good kids are different. We all know such old rumors. If we want to use a metaphor, when they were training when they were young, Carlos He must be the study committee member, and Seattle is a bad student who skips classes every day.

"Of course, this is just a rumor and may not be credible. Moreover, Lord Tyrell is not necessarily an angel from ancient times."

After a pause, Carlos added another sentence, which made the two of us immediately roll our eyes - doesn't it mean that what he said is equal to what he didn't say?