Diablo Destruction

On the surface of the hot lava lake, suddenly, a round ferocious bear head emerged.

Great, everything goes well.

After looking at the devastation around me, I was very satisfied and felt a lot of bad breath in my heart.

But, what about the twelve fallen magic wizards?

I don't think this impact can cause huge damage to them. The powerful strength of the pseudo-domain level, coupled with the extremely strong resistance of the Sinking Demon clan to flames, is enough for these Sinking Demon Wizards to withstand this blow. .

An icy cold sense of crisis suddenly surged into my heart. It was the intense fear of death that suddenly invaded the bone marrow and soul that could not be concealed even in the hot molten lava.

His eyes suddenly opened wide, they were similar, very similar.

It feels very similar to the [momentum] formed by the aura of magical elements emitted by hundreds of mages on the city wall that gradually condensed together a few days before the launch.

In those days, just feeling the pressure from the huge elemental breath of hundreds of mages from the side made me feel suffocated. At this time, they rushed towards me unscrupulously and surrounded me tightly. The similar pressure seems to be more concentrated and tight than when hundreds of mages gather.

Probably, it was this momentum that gave me a miraculous feeling of death.

The thought of suffocation just flashed through my mind for a moment. The next moment, forced by this dangerous intuition, I had jumped out of the lava like a cannonball, taking the lava column to the sky and flying straight up into the sky. I dared Guaranteed, this is definitely the hardest time the pair of flame wings on his back have ever flapped.

It wasn't until a thousand meters above the ground that the chilling feeling of death that made my hair stand on end was gradually driven out of my limbs and marrow. It was as if I had returned to the equator from the ice-covered Antarctic. My body was quickly replaced by a warm feeling, and I couldn't help but moan in comfort. A sound.

What kind of pressure is this? It actually puts me in the scorching desert. Even when I'm immersed in molten molten steel, I can still feel the icy coldness, as if I was being stabbed by a brutal beast. The ice dragon's eyes were staring closely.

I exhaled lightly, but the sudden feeling made me dare not be careless at all. I kept flying up and up until I was several kilometers in the air. I made sure that the feeling had completely disappeared before I stopped. , the brain that had just been in an emergency escape state started to spin again.

Could it be that he destroyed the huge magic circle, which led to unpredictable results, such as releasing a vicious and powerful demon? Don't there often be such plots in novels and anime? This can also explain the sense of crisis that I suddenly felt just now.

But soon, I felt that this possibility was not very high. Think about it, would those twelve fallen demon wizards be so kind to seal the demons and do the second world a big favor? If there is really a terrifying demon sealed there, I'm afraid they will break the seal immediately and release the demon to cause trouble, without waiting for me to come.

Speaking of which, what is the purpose of that magic circle that exudes an evil aura? Although I know nothing about magic theory, which requires decades of research to gain access to a house, I have been in contact with old monsters like Farah a lot. Of course, the most important thing is that I have sat in the long-distance teleportation magic circle too much, and I am not familiar with some limited magic and magic. Formation, the impression is still there.

Before the giant magic circle was destroyed, I read a lot of words. Generally speaking, this magic circle was very complicated, well, very complicated, and I couldn't understand it at all, just like a primary school student reading advanced mathematics.

However, this complicated magic circle produced a vague impression that was specious.

I couldn't remember it at first, but now I calmed down and tried to recall it in my brain, and finally found the source of that hazy feeling - isn't this somewhat similar to the magic circle in the World Stone Hall?

The auxiliary magic circle in the World Stone Hall is the most complicated and mysterious magic circle I have ever seen in the dark world. The huge magic circle just now gave me a similar feeling, but I can't do it yet. Confirm, the similarity between the two to me is due to the similar complexity or the similar magic lines on them. It would be great if old guys like Farah or Taba were here, they would definitely be able to see some clues.

Coming to the final conclusion in disappointment, I flapped my wings in mid-air and looked around.

Here... it should still be within the scope of use of town teleportation books. I heard that in recent years, ADHD among alliance adventurers has frequently broken out, and the scope of activities has gradually become wider, so that the Mage Guild has to invest a lot of energy into expanding the use of return scrolls. On the scope.

Of course, the dozen Xinxing Return Scrolls that Farase gave me before leaving were also one of the important results of this research.

it should be no problem.

I took out one of the [New] Return Scrolls, and it looked like it had a suspicious smell. I even sniffed it with my nose, and finally unfolded it helplessly.

Forget it, late pain is worse than early pain, give it a try now.

As a white light flashed, about ten seconds later, the familiar white teleportation beam appeared in the air. I no longer hesitated, flapped my wings slightly, and fell into the teleportation beam, canceling the blood bear transformation at the same time.

The next moment, the white light beam and the figure disappeared thousands of meters into the sky.

A moment later, twelve heads appeared one after another from the lava lake, which was only the size of a basketball court. It was the twelve fallen magic wizards just now.

Although the molten magma is boiling hot, in a hell where one-third of the area is occupied by the sea of ​​magma, these fallen magicians have long been accustomed to the temperature of the magma. Soaking in it is like a hot spring, and they are not in a hurry to come out.

"It's a pity that he almost escaped by it."

The head of one of the Sinking Demon Wizards slowly spoke out in a deep and old tone.

"The magic circle was also destroyed."

"The three demon kings managed to get us here with great difficulty. If we mess up the matter, we may be worse off than dead."

"We cannot bear the anger of the three demon kings."

"but……"

"What happened this time must be reported truthfully."

"Lord Andariel is to blame..."

"Do you think you can hide this from Lord Belial?"

"..."

Mentioning Belial, the twelve fallen wizards couldn't help but shudder from the bottom of their souls. Andalil was their master. This was an undoubted fact, but if they were afraid of anyone the most, it wasn't themselves. The master is the demon king of illusion and conspiracy, Belial, who has repeatedly turned the hell world upside down, and even dared to tease the three demon gods.

…

In Duriel's lair, inside the ice that exudes the breath of eternal freezing, a huge ice wall is projecting the battlefield of demons and angels tens of thousands of kilometers away, with countless ferocious roars, demons exuding evil auras, and countless saints. Surrounded by light, angels singing war songs were fighting together. On the ground and in the air, there was a fierce battlefield. The corpses falling from the sky were like rain. A thick layer of corpses had been piled up on the ground, covering up the originally exposed soil surface. cover.

The three demon kings were gathering inside the ice. Two of them looked at the tragic war projected on the ice wall casually. Their indifferent eyes were like seeing countless ants being washed away by the flood, lacking even a trace of emotion.

"Oh~~?"

Suddenly, the expressionless Belial let out a sigh as if he had found something interesting.

"What happened? Sister."

Andariel moved his eyes away from the boring battle on the ice wall and looked at Belial.

"Huhu, let me tell you, don't be surprised. Xiao An'er and your subordinates brought back interesting information."

Belial, who was in lolita form, gently shook his tender index finger in front of Andariel and said mysteriously.

"Oh, these useless guys, can't they even handle this little thing?"

There was no emotion in Andariel's tone. To her, the twelve elite-level fallen magicians were like wild dogs that could be seen everywhere on the street. As early as when Belial asked her for it, she had given them to her. The fate of twelve dispensable guys was left to Belial's full control.

"Huh~, that's roughly the case, but I can't say that's exactly the case." Belial's answer was a bit subtle, and he paused before explaining.

"Originally the magic circle was going to be successful, but unfortunately a troublemaker appeared in the middle and destroyed the magic circle."

"Although those twelve idiots are indeed not very useful, I don't think anyone in the second world can destroy the magic circle in the hands of those guys alone."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, that's true, but little An'er, the troublemaker this time is different. Do you remember the adventurer I told you last time?"

Belial flapped her beautiful butterfly wings and flew happily in front of Andariel.

"It seems like Sister Beryl has found a new toy."

Andalil smiled faintly, and his cold heart couldn't help but feel a little pity for the alliance adventurer Belial mentioned.

What an unlucky guy to have Sister Beryl so interested in. That is not a pain that can be solved by just sinking the soul into purgatory.

"It was discovered. Do we need to transfer it?"

"no, I'm fine."

Belial shook his head, biting his fingers with a slightly pouted red mouth and chuckled.

"If we don't transfer, those humans will immediately gather their partners. Although the twelve elite-level Sinking Demon Wizards are considered powerful existences in the second world, they can't stand up to the large number of people on the other side."

"Hmph, the more people, the better. By then the magic circle will be completed, hum."

Belial's innocent face had an extremely cold and cruel arc at the corner of his mouth. He gently turned his white hand over and revealed a shining rhombus crystal.

If there are adventurers present, they must scream loudly. The crystal in Belial's hand is completely a miniature version of the World Stone, and even the aura it emits is very similar.

"Is this the finished product that my sister has made from the materials she has collected over the past few hundred years?"

Andalil's pupils narrowed slightly and he stared at the rhombus crystal in Belial's hand. He was sincerely amazed at the other party's ability - Sister Belial could actually imitate this kind of thing! !

It's a pity that the material cannot be too precious, otherwise...

"Let's not talk about it for now. Is that idiot Azmodan really stupid enough to go to the front line?"

Putting away the crystal in his hand, Belial began to look around.

"It's not like you don't know that guy's character..." Andalil covered his forehead with a headache, and the eyes of the two demon kings fell on the other demon king at the same time.

The figure of a girl squatting by the lake, still roasting mushrooms on the pitiful little bonfire.

"How many mushrooms did that idiot Azmodan bring to Xiaosha? Haven't you finished eating them yet?" Belial was flying around, looking shaky.

"No, I've already eaten it, but that idiot brought some back yesterday. I heard they were some psychedelic mushrooms from the Kurast Forest."

Andariel's distant eyes.

"Psychedelic mushrooms?!" Beryl's cute eyes widened and he looked towards the girl who was roasting mushrooms, just in time to see her eating what looked like roasted mushrooms in one bite.

Then, as if she swallowed a spoonful of ice-cold ice cream in her mouth on a hot day, the expressionless girl squinted her eyes, clenched her fists, and her whole body tensed, and then a surge of electricity surged from her feet. , extending up to the two bundles of hair shaped like cat ears on both sides of her head.

Finally, he gently exhaled a breath of ice, reopened his ice-like eyes, stood up contentedly, pulled up his wrinkled thin dress, and got into the bed of ice in the center of the lake.

Andalil: "..."

Belial: "..."

In the teleportation array of the Lost City, a white light flashed. I opened my eyes and looked at the environment that appeared as I imagined. I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

It seems that the things given by Old Man Farah can still be used occasionally.

Before I could even praise Farah in my heart, the sound of brutal fighting from the other side of the city wall caught my attention.

I have been away for several days, and I don’t know what the current situation is, but since Taba and Garn have not sent out a signal for help, they must not have reached their limit.

After thinking about it, I quickly moved towards the direction where the fighting and explosions were the loudest.