Infinite Heroes Seat

　　 Inside the corridor, a sheepman was kicked by Bruce, and his ragged body directly slammed into the magnificent gate on the other side of the courtyard.

With the sound of 　　zizi, the two iron doors opened slowly under Bruce's great strength, exposing the space of the black hole inside.

"I'm finally at the cathedral." Looking at the monsters around him who had been slaughtered, Mo Wen touched the sweat on his forehead. After several hours of killing, he was overwhelmed, and Bruce next to him was breathing slightly. With roughness.

　　 The two of them can survive with the barbarians' tyrannical physique and the secret skills of increasing endurance in the clan, but Lilian and Jacob can't stand it.

　　 Lilian panted with a longbow in one hand, sweat dripping down her round chest, while Jacob in the form of a werewolf stuck out his long tongue, like a dead dog.

　　 "Okay, let's take a rest here." With the eyes of the heroic spirits, Mo Wen carefully observed the cathedral in the dark, and there seemed to be no monsters inside.

This is a magnificent building. Two rows of long seats extend to the end of the church. A huge pool is set up on the wide steps. The vessels that originally contained holy water are now full of blood, and a gray-brown curtain. Hanging on the small podium, a green skeleton lined up motionless on the shelf in front of the podium. It seemed to be a past priest. It still maintained the horrified look before, with one hand stretched out.

　　 There is a rest room on each side of the church.

　　 Mo Wen seems to be able to feel the solemn atmosphere here, but unfortunately now there are only hazel blood stains and collapsed seats.

　　 "Take a break for ten minutes." Mo Wen gestured to several people, "You must keep your weapon by your side."

　　 The church quieted down quickly, Mo Wen and a few people took the time to start to rest. Based on previous experience, a **** monster would chase after him in a while.

　　 But I always felt something was wrong, Mo Wen was resting while looking at the surrounding environment.

It is very quiet here, no, it should be said that it is too quiet. It is in sharp contrast with the constant fighting outside the church. It seems to come from a blood-filled battlefield to a quiet church. The church that can be occupied by demons is really quiet. ?

　　 "Hey, original!" Mo Wen asked silently in his mind: "Are there any monsters in the church in the first act of Diablo 2?"

　　 After all, a long time has passed, and Mo Wen can't remember the specific details.

　　 "Yes, there is a little boss skeleton called ashes." The original calm and authentic.

　　 "Little boss? Skeleton?" Mo Wen looked at the skeleton crawling on the shelf, his pupils shrinking.

　　 "Be careful, everyone!"

　　 Almost at the same time, the green skeleton stood up abruptly, and two dark green missiles went straight to Lilian and Jacob.

　　 After cooperating for a long time, Lilian hides to the other side as soon as she gets the hint of Mo Wen, and the poison bomb flies to one side almost wiping her body.

　　 But Jacob hesitated for a moment, and the poison bomb directly hit his body, and Jacob suddenly turned blue and his body stiffened.

　　 "Damn shit!" Bruce took the huge sword in his hand, and violently jumped up from the spot with one jump, and smashed down towards the skeleton with boundless power.

　　 Jump attack, barbarian fourth-order combat skills.

　　 I saw Bruce float on the top of the cathedral arc like an eagle, and then swooped down.

　　The huge sword slashed on the skull of the green skeleton with huge inertia, but there was a sound of metal collision.

　　 The ashes shook twice, and a few cracks appeared on the top of his head. The soul flame in his head shook for a while, but then he slapped Bruce with a fierce punch.

　　 Backed a few steps in a row, Bruce let out a roar, the **** skeleton power was surprisingly powerful, and he rushed forward again, each of them fists and swords touching each other, and the fight was inextricably difficult.

　　 On the other side, Jacob finally relieved himself. He tremblingly took out a bottle of antidote from his belt and poured it down, then spit out a mouthful of black blood with ice crystals in his blood.

　　 Lilian picked up the bow and arrow and wanted to help Bruce, but Mo Wen waved at her.

　　 "You and Jacob have a rest first, and guard the rooms on both sides carefully. Give this monster to me and Bruce!"

　　 I saw a strange noise suddenly came from the rooms on both sides, and it seemed that a monster came towards this side.

　　 Lilian nodded, turned the direction of the arrow, and became cautious, and Jacob also worked hard and turned into a werewolf and lurked in another direction.

　　 Mo Wen was holding the hexagonal fire in his hand, his eyes fixed on the ashes that had battled with Bruce.

　　 A faint anger arose in his heart.

　　 This is the first time he has been tricked by a monster. In the past, those monsters would just pounce on him desperately when they saw him. How could this monster be so cunning that he pretended to be dead and sneak attack.

　　 It's time to pay the price now!

　　 Mo Wen shielded the small crescent shield in front of him, and the hexagonal fire pointed to the rear diagonally.

wait.

　　 Mowen stared at the ashes, and the pupils in his eyes shrank slightly.

　　 After a fierce collision finally, Bruce stepped back, and his ashes skewed and almost lost his balance.

Chance!

　　 Mowen's pupils shrank sharply again.

　　Power aura! charge!

　　Any martial art can multiply its power with continuous training. As Mo Wen's two most familiar skills, power, aura and charge have been pushed to a high level by him.

　　 Like a sharp blade, the benches that blocked Mo Wen were smashed into two halves from the middle, and shattered sawdust was splashed in all directions.

die!

　　 Mowen rushed straight to the ashes!

　　 is like an arrow that leaves the string!

　　 Seeing this kind of power, the ashes whose body had just regained their balance could no longer take care of Bruce who was close at hand, and two groups of green missiles hit Mo Wen.

With a bang, Mo Wen's small shield collided with the first missile. Mo Wen only felt a nausea in his heart, and at the same time, a wave of ice cold spread from the small shield.

　　 Throwing the small shield out, Mo Wen continued to rush towards the ashes~www.wuxiamtl.com~ the second missile.

　　 Mo Wen lowered his head, the missile flew past the top of his head.

　　 Looking at the ashes in front of him, Mo Wen clenched the hexagonal fire with both hands.

kill!

　　 The two figures crossed by.

　　 Mo Wen and the ashes are standing on both sides.

　　 exhaled gently, Mo Wen gently shook the scimitar in his hand.

　　 Behind him, the ashes seemed to want to turn his head.

　　 But there was a soft click, and the spine connecting the skull with the ashes suddenly rang, and countless cracks began to appear, and then the head of the ashes fell from a neat incision.

　　 The head that had lost its soul flame rolled up on the ground, and the pile of green skeletons fell to the ground.

　　 "Cut, die fast!" Bruce kicked the brain with a little dissatisfaction, Mo Wen had just snatched his prey.

　　 "Okay!" On the other side, looking at a few people who were panting, Mo Wen shook his head, dispelled the remaining nausea, and picked up the shield that had fallen aside.

　　 "Although I want to take a break, our **** friends don't seem to agree."

　　 With the death of the ashes, monsters appeared again around the cathedral, and monsters poured in from the windows, from the rooms on both sides, and even from the walls.

　　 pointed the tip of the hexagonal fire to a dark staircase leading to the bottom, Mo Wen said loudly: "Let's go to the queen of pain and torment first, and then take a good rest!"