Chapter 115 Deaths and Injuries

In the darkness, Lan Wu groped his way along the wall. Without equipment with a lighting range, he could only move forward in the dark. The only advantage was that it was a long way from the battlefield on Duriel's side, so he didn't have to worry about being affected.

"This place has been sealed by Duriel's magic, and there is no other exit." Rodament reluctantly reminded him. Not only him, but Lan Ya and the other two also nodded. The ghost state has a very high sensitivity to magic.

"There must be a way." Lan Wu was very sure and never gave up.

This is Duriel's room. It means that the Archangel Tyrael exists in a hidden fork in the road. Baal has escaped, but Duriel is left behind. Even if Tyrael's body is not here, he will definitely leave an avatar to monitor it.

Lan Wu is very sure of this. This world is a real dark world. Although the task system in the game has basically nothing to do with this world, the scenes he has passed so far are exactly the same as in the game.

Rodament was silent and did not continue to speak. He looked up at Lan Ya and the other three, his eyes full of helplessness. There is no corpse here, so it is impossible to complete the possession. The ghost state has a high sensitivity to magic. But here is full of strong magic, and without a body, it is impossible to distinguish the weaknesses more accurately.

I don't know how far I have walked, and Lan Wu is a little uneasy. The battlefield over there has become very intense. Duriel's angry roar and the faint groan all indicate that Ende and the others are completely at a disadvantage.

Bang.

A heavy object hit the wall not far away and made a muffled sound. Lan Wu was startled and subconsciously jumped to the side. In the darkness, he vaguely saw that this was a figure, but he couldn't see whether it was a man or a woman. After coming to his senses, he hurried forward.

Reaching out and touching it, short hair.

Lan Wu was shocked. Among the five people of Ende, the barbarian Hank was bald. Amazon Vinya had a ponytail. Suna had long hair. Only Ende and Barbara had short hair. He hurriedly touched down and found leather armor.

"How could it be Barbara?" Lan Wu was stunned.

Barbara was the strongest among the five Dark Crows. He had confirmed this from the expressions of Ende and the other four. How could an assassin known for his agility be defeated before a barbarian and a paladin?

"Are they all dead?" Lan Wu was a little bit unbelievable. After all, they were characters above level 50 or 60, how could they be completely useless after just a short time? Is this Duriel really that strong?

While thinking, Lan Wu reached under Barbara's nose. Fortunately, there was still a faint breath. He quickly took out the slight healing potion, groped for Barbara's mouth, and forced her mouth open to pour the slight healing potion down.

The slight healing potion had basically no obvious effect on professionals above level 50 or 60. However, for Barbara, who was seriously injured and dying, this bottle of slight healing potion achieved excellent results.

Not long after, Barbara groaned in pain and regained consciousness. She had just woken up and immediately took out the healing potion and drank it. After drinking three bottles of healing potion in succession, she stopped.

"Is there any other way out?" Barbara's cold voice floated into Lan Wu's ears.

Although the voice was still cold and kept people away, Lan Wu heard a trace of unwillingness. He hesitated for a moment and answered uncertainly: "If I am not mistaken, the Archangel Tyrael should exist here."

"Doppelganger?" Barbara frowned slightly and hit the nail on the head.

"Maybe it's the original body." Lan Wu shrugged and stood up.

"No, it will only be a clone." Barbara also stood up and did not continue to join the battle over there. She already knew the final result. If there is no other way, death is the final fate of the people present.

"Unless Tyrael becomes a mortal, he will not descend on the original body." Barbara's tone was still cold, and the previous trace of unwillingness was quietly suppressed.

With Barbara's confirmation, Lan Wu was more certain that his guess was correct. It was basically impossible to level up above level 60 by just killing monsters in Lugaoin. Barbara must have been to the Demon Fortress. There was an Archangel Tyrael there.

"There is a magic circle here, find it and destroy it." Barbara suddenly spoke, rushing towards the battlefield over there like the wind. Her voice echoed in the air: "Please."

Lan Wu was speechless. Barbara ran too fast and had no time to explain in detail. Magic circle... Finding the magic circle can find Tyrael's clone? He shook his head speechlessly and immediately asked the old ghost Rodament.

"Can you sense the magic circle?"

"The magic power here is too strong." Rodament hesitated, his tone very helpless. The ghost state is too sensitive to the perception of magic power. This has become an obstacle. There is a huge amount of magic power here. In this state, only Talrasha, the most outstanding mage of the Horadrim clan, can sense the position of the magic circle from this level of magic.

Or have a body.

With a body, the perception of magic is certainly not as good as that of a ghost, but the body is like a semiconductor, which can isolate too strong magic and perceive subtle differences from it. But there is no corpse in front of him to possess.

After getting Rodament's answer, Lan Wu was really anxious.

"Hank, hide quickly." Ende's roar came suddenly, and his tone was very anxious.

Before the voice fell, another muffled groan floated faintly. After a while, with a muffled sound, the barbarian Hank obviously fell to the ground. I just don't know whether he is dead or alive.

"Another one." Lan Wu's heart sank to the bottom of the valley, and he hurriedly ran to the sound. Ende and the other two were desperately pestering Duriel. If no one came to rescue him, Hank would be dead. Without such a powerful fighter, the chances of winning were even lower.

Fortunately, Hank's landing position was not far from him. Lan Wu quickly got the instructions from Lan Ya and the others and came to Hank's side. He fumbled, his hands were wet and cold. The amount of bleeding... was so heavy. He quickly touched Hank's mouth, pried open his mouth and poured in a bottle of mild healing potion.

After swallowing a bottle of potion, Hank suddenly bounced, bent his body and spit out blood in big mouthfuls. Although he spit out a lot of blood, he finally regained consciousness. While spitting blood, he trembled and took out several bottles of healing potions and poured them into his mouth.

"It's a close call. I almost went to see the Immortal King." Hank's face was pale, and he was lucky. He suddenly found someone next to him, and immediately punched back like a conditioned reflex.

"It's me." Lan Wu reacted very quickly and immediately punched Hank's chin. In such a dark environment, he could only aim here.

Hank's chin was hit hard and he almost fainted again. He was dizzy and looked like he was drunk. He even forgot where he was. The backhand punch naturally deviated far from the target.

"Who are you?" Hank asked in a daze.

"I'm your father." Lan Wu smiled faintly and got up and walked away. He had no good feelings for this barbarian at all.

"Dad?" Hank muttered stupidly, and suddenly woke up and was furious: "Boy, you dare to take advantage of me!"

"Don't make noise, I'm looking for the magic circle. I don't have time to talk nonsense with you." Lan Wu didn't even look back, and his feet became faster and faster. If you take advantage, you should run. Even if you don't die, it won't be good to be beaten. Anyway, as long as you run into the darkness, it is impossible to find yourself in such a dark environment.

"Magic circle?" Hank was confused again, and then he suddenly shouted: "Just now I seemed to see something glowing under Duriel's body."

Lan Wu was delighted and his feet became faster. Yes, if there is a magic circle here, the most likely place is the place where Duriel was first unearthed. At this moment, his favorability towards this barbarian increased several times.

"I'll go and take a look first." Lan Ya suddenly said, and floated to the place where Duriel broke out of the ground before.

Lan Wu nodded happily. No one is more suitable for exploring the way than a ghost like Lan Ya. Relying on his perception of Lan Ya, he quickly completed the positioning, avoided the battlefield over there, and came to the place where Duriel was before.

It was still dark here. The ground was broken into pieces. Lan Wu groped forward with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and almost sprained his foot several times. After a lot of effort, he came to Lan Ya's side.

"Is it here?" Lan Wu squatted down and reached out to touch.

"It's here." Without waiting for Lan Ya to respond, Rodament shouted in surprise. He had already sensed a faint magic power oozing out from under the soil. This magic power was completely different from Duriel's magic power. If you hadn't come near the magic circle, you wouldn't be able to sense it at all.

Lan Wu was relieved. Although he didn't understand why Barbara wanted to destroy the magic circle, there was no need to worry about such a small problem at this time. Just destroy it first. After all, she was a strong man who had seen Tyrael.

With a low roar, Lan Wu completed the transformation into a bear man. The two bear paws immediately turned into two iron shovels, digging the soil and digging down fiercely. Not long after, a faint glow suddenly burst out from the soil.

"Found it." Lan Wu was delighted and immediately sped up the pace. The soil was dug open, revealing lines emitting fluorescence. He was about to dig up the magic circuits of these magic circles, and Rodament hurriedly stopped him.

"Wait."

Lan Wu was stunned, and then he followed suit and made way. Professional things should be handled by professionals. This is common sense.

"This magic circle..." Rodament muttered to himself, his fingers moving back and forth along the magic circuit. Soon, his movements became faster, and he pointed to the ground one meter away along one of the magic circuits: "Here, the key node is here."

Lan Wu's spirit was immediately lifted, and he took a big step, and added another bear man transformation, and then began to dig. Soon, the fluorescence became stronger and stronger. He saw the key node clearly, and was surprised and happy.

Horadric Cube.

A square box, full of light. The surface is covered with complicated and mysterious patterns. Even if it is just placed there, you can clearly feel the surging magic power flowing on the block.

Another artifact in the game is right in front of him. Lan Wu grabbed the Horadric Cube without thinking and stuffed it into the space bag. As soon as it entered the bag, he was in a good mood.

Without the Town Teleport Book, there is still the Horadric Cube, which is not a loss.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Barbara's anxious cry suddenly echoed: "Be careful."

Lan Wu was startled, and subconsciously raised his head to look in the direction of the voice. Just as he raised his head, he suddenly flew high. With a surge of pain, his face turned pale as snow, and he looked down at his chest with difficulty. A dark claw pierced through his body and went straight through his chest.

"Damn little bug." Duriel was furious, and raised his claw to send it into the mouthparts.

At this moment, the ground suddenly began to shake violently.