This is because the iron hammer in the hell furnace is not here. If anyone has such a hammer, the first thing to be hit will definitely not be Mephisto's Soul Stone, but the head of this guy who calls himself an archangel.

Yes, this guy with no face and six pairs of light wings behind him is one of the archangels who has been fighting against the devil day after day for thousands of years.

It is difficult to describe this archangel. If you say he is weak, he is one of the gods of creation and has hammered the devil into hell several times so that he dared not show his head. If you say he is strong, he finally came down to the earth and was inexplicably imprisoned by the devil who was still sealed. It was only after these humans worked hard and risked their lives to kill the devil that this archangel was released.

Normally, any imprisoned person who was suddenly rescued should at least thank the person who rescued him, but this archangel was really not a human. After he was rescued, he looked at them with a very gratified and approving look, just like a kind grandfather looking at his grandson who was drinking milk attentively in the cradle, and he almost said: Child, you really didn't disappoint your grandfather! Who wouldn't be furious? If he hadn't run fast, he would have been beaten as early as when he was in Lu Gaoyin.

Everyone didn't expect this guy to dare to come and issue tasks so confidently? They fought bloody battles for seven days! They were stuck to the wall like mud countless times! You have been here all the time? You just hid aside and watched the fun, right?
There aren't many people with really good tempers in the monster-hunting group. Hua Manlou is one of them, and Xiao Longnu is another one of them. This time, even they both think that this guy deserves to be beaten.

So the poor archangel was grabbed by the angry monster-killing team, pinned to the ground and beaten severely by seventeen or eighteen people. After the beating, everyone felt a little relieved.

Complaints are fine, but seeing that the task progress bar is more than halfway done, what else can you do? Just keep working on it!

After a brief repair, the monster-hunting team followed the instructions and arrived at the Demon Fortress by boat ten days later.

The climate here is very strange. Two places are obviously not far apart, but some places are damp and cold, with lightning and thunder in the sky all the time, but not a drop of rain. Some places are hot and unbearable, the ground is cracked, and flowing magma and flames can be seen in the cracks, two extremes, one cold and one hot.

There were also many monsters. After experiencing Mephisto, the monster-killing team had a completely different mentality when facing these monsters. How could they be monsters? They were walking points!

Someone suggested: "It is better for us to disperse our actions, so that we can improve our strength faster!"

The proposal was unanimously agreed by everyone.

After being in the dark world for so long, of course no one would be stupid enough to go head-to-head with the God of Hell right away. Everyone has seen how powerful Mephisto is. If they want to deal with his brothers, they still have to increase their points. It is always more efficient to act separately than to gather together as a group to fight a monster.

Lin Xian'er followed Ye Gucheng to the altar of hell.

It was pure coincidence that the two people got together. Originally, Lin Xian'er was with Ximen Chuxue and Shi Guanyin, but they got separated in the River of Fire. She accidentally opened the door of the Hell Furnace.

Inside the door, Ye Gucheng was fighting with the blacksmith who was guarding the altar. The blacksmith was thick-skinned and strong, and his speed was incredible. Fortunately, it was Ye Gucheng who was responsible for destroying the Soul Stone. If it were someone else, he would most likely die here.

The sword's power should be like the breeze and white clouds, ethereal and unpredictable. I don't know if it's because he has been killing monsters for too long, but this move doesn't seem right when used by Ye Gucheng. The ethereal and fairy-like aura disappears, and instead becomes more fierce.

There was a flash of cold light, and the blacksmith's head fell to the ground.

The hammer is hidden on the blacksmith's body.

"This is it!" Lin Xian'er fumbled around in the blacksmith's shop for a long time, and when she found the hammer, she was so excited that she wiped off the sweat from the steam and blinked at Ye Gucheng with bright eyes: "Can I do it?"

The game usually gives higher points to people who complete the designated tasks. In the previous team battle, Ye Gucheng was released by Ximen Chuixue. He was seriously injured without the protection of a meat shield. He was in danger several times and it was thanks to Lin Xianer who risked her life to send medicine in time that he survived. Ye Gucheng naturally didn't want to owe her a favor, so even if Lin Xianer didn't say it, he would give her this opportunity to earn points.

He reached into his sleeves, and the expression on his face suddenly froze, and Lin Xian'er's bright eyes also froze.

"what happened?"

“…It fell.”

Lin Xian'er blinked her beautiful eyes: "What fell?"

Ye Gucheng said: "Soul Stone."

Lin Xian'er looked at him in confusion: "Then pick it up."

Ye Gucheng responded with an even more confused look: "I don't know where it fell."

Lin Xian'er's expression cracked, and she said in a lost voice: "You mean, you lost it? Such an important thing, you lost it!"

Ye Gucheng said: "I didn't lose it."

The two looked at each other and fell silent.

...I suddenly realized that the two people's language systems might be different. No matter whether it was lost or misplaced, this thing is gone anyway.

This is really terrible. In such a huge hell furnace, two people are searching like chickens pecking at rice.

……

On the Plains of Despair, the muffled thunder that had been rumbling all day finally turned into rain and hail. With the powerful internal force, the hail immediately turned into icy arrows and nailed the monster, freezing the whole monster solid.

The Sad Arrow's mental method combined with the unique inner force stimulation formed a new method, the idea of ​​which came from Duriel and Mephisto.

The biggest difference between a grandmaster and a congenital master is whether or not one has the ability to create an original martial arts skill. From this point of view, Yuan Shisanxian is a well-deserved grandmaster.

The Grandmaster is now worried about what name to give this move? This time, the music library rarely played a song. Yuan Shisanxian was in a good mood and slapped Wen Xuean on the back, just like many years ago: "Go ahead and explore the way. Come back and report to me if there is any danger."

Number Seven Under Heaven lowered his head and quickened his pace without saying a word.

If you look closely, you can see that his legs are actually weak and his back is already wet with cold sweat.

Tianxia Qishi was very favored by Yuan Shisanxian. He learned three of his master's thirteen unique skills. Even his own father was not as partial to him as his master. But that was in the past. Now he was very afraid of this master with a weird temper. Especially before he entered the game, in the battle of Xiaotian Mountain, he saw his master killing his former beloved disciples one by one. Later, he also rushed to the front line of killing his master. Just when he was about to succeed, he was brought in by the game.

It's easy to imagine how the seventh under heaven felt when he met his master in the game. He was so scared that his soul was almost gone! However, it seems that the time when the master was taken into the game seemed to be earlier than the night at Xiaotian Mountain.

...Not necessarily. Others may not know that No. 7 Under Heaven knows his master best. Although he often acts impulsive and irritable, and is always ready to beat his teammates, he knows that his master is just acting according to the situation and is not serious at all.

He is a man with deep scheming and is used to forbearance. He will not act easily, but once he does, he must be absolutely sure of his success.

The master did not mention Xiaotianshan, perhaps it was earlier than that night, but how do we know that he did it on purpose to make himself relax his vigilance and wait until he got out to kill him with one blow?
You can be resurrected in the Diablo dungeon, but once you leave here, you are really dead when you die!

What's more, the master has created such advanced martial arts.

The cold wind was howling on the plain, and No. 7 Under Heaven felt hair all over his body, it was horrible!
You shouldn't act alone!
He shouldn't have taken action on Xiaotian Mountain!

Don't ask, you will regret it if you ask.

Number Seven Under Heaven quickened his pace, trying to shake off his master as soon as possible. If he was asked later, he would say that he was lost.

Just as I made up my mind, I heard music behind me.

"This is not a coincidence, this is God's arrangement for our reunion. It is not a wish, and I don't believe in change..."①
Number Seven Under Heaven walked faster and faster, trying to get rid of the singing voice as soon as possible.

"...That night, I hurt you. That night, you got drunk for me..."

"Stop!" Yuan Shisan shouted coldly!
Number Seven Under Heaven's feet went numb, his legs went limp, and he nearly fell to his knees. His eyes blurred, and Yuan Shisanxian was already close to him, saying coldly, "Did you do something you shouldn't have done?"

Although Yuan Shisanxian hated the skill of the Chinese Music Library, he was well aware that although the music library often played songs, and most of the songs were unbearable to the ears, they were never played without a purpose. For example, when going to bed at night, the music library would play "Go to sleep, go to sleep, my dear baby", and when waking up in the morning it would play: "Gently wake up the sleeping heart, and slowly open your eyes". It would never play songs for no reason, and someone must have triggered it.

So, what was Wen Xuean thinking just now? Huh?
Crying, drinking, and "you didn't reject me"?
Yuan Shisan's face flushed, and he punched Wen Xue'an in the face, cursing, "Traitor! I am your master!"

Wen Xuean covered his face: "Wuwu, wuwuwu..."

I felt so aggrieved that I couldn't speak.

……

The trip to the Fortress of Demons took a total of three months. I spent the first two months killing monsters and leveling up on my own, and the last month focused on fighting Diablo.

It is Diablo, one of the three demon gods of hell.

It was a giant monster with red skin, horns on its head, and eight feet tall.

That was a deathly month, with people dying and coming back to life again. Those teammates who were doing quests in other worlds were in bad luck, and could not complete the quests at all. Later, in order to save trouble, those people simply stopped doing quests. Lei Chun directly recognized his father at the resurrection point and summoned all the people over. The dark monster-killing team was officially expanded from thirty people to fifty-four people. Linghu Chong even brought three mechas for support. The fifty-four people took turns killing day and night for a whole month, and finally dealt with this demon.

Diablo was also a stubborn guy. He could have been sent back to hell in three days, but he refused to accept it. He resurrected from hell as soon as he was killed. Each time he resurrected, he was stronger than the previous one. He resurrected once he was killed, and was killed once he resurrected. Later, perhaps because the demon's self-esteem was crushed, his body exploded. He never appeared again.

Diablo was originally there to guard the frontline for his brother Baal. He knew without the archangel's telling that the mission had reached the most critical moment, so after killing Diablo, the 54-member monster-hunting group went straight to the top of Mount Arreat without a break!

Mount Arreat was covered with snow in the middle of winter.

When Baal's body turned into several lightning bolts that struck across the sky and his flesh body completely disappeared, the final mission of the dark level, the World Stone, appeared in front of everyone.

It is as huge as a mountain, emitting a dark and turbid air. Even before getting close, one can feel the unparalleled power it contains.

"Your mission now is to destroy it."

The archangel had no face. He was truly shameless. His golden armor rustled in the strong wind on the top of the mountain. His voice was full of compassion. “It’s hard for you to have come this far, but I have to tell you this unfortunate news. The power of the Worldstone is too great. When it is destroyed, the entire Mount Arreat will be razed to the ground, and you will die too.”

"When the devil returns to hell, in order to restore the normal order of the human world, as an archangel, I have closed the resurrection channel, so after this death, you will not be resurrected again."

"Are you really willing to sacrifice yourselves to save the entire human race?"

(End of this chapter)

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