through the dark road

Chapter 536 As for it! ?

On the way back, Mo Bei kept recalling the past things that made him feel puzzling in his mind, and started discussions with his partners.

There is no doubt that their group has attracted the attention of hell, otherwise they would not have opened the hidden BOSS of Celastrk as soon as they saw Mephisto.

As for whether the other side of hell will parachute extraordinary power to wipe them out, Kane has actually expressed such concerns long ago.

It takes an unimaginably huge price to pay a powerful combat power across planes. In order to cope with the dark exile and lead the three demon gods to descend to the sanctuary, the three gods almost sacrificed all the power they had accumulated in secret for many years. If not, they now need The anti-human forces faced are not just those members of the wizard society who live in no fixed place.

But the fact that Lucien almost opened the plane transmission channel also made the old man feel terrified.There is also the sacrificial altar secretly arranged by Belial in Caldeum City, which seems to have a similar purpose, which also confirms the signs of the third invasion revealed by Duriel.

Whether this is hell is losing patience, or they feel that the time is ripe, is currently unknown.And such a sense of crisis has actually been shrouded in the hearts of every human being in the sanctuary.

The discussion did not go smoothly, because various things did not point to the same goal, as if it was a mess under the intervention of many parties, and it will maintain a temporary balance, which is particularly complicated.

Although Perona has the strongest brain, she is not very good at reasoning.

The process of analysis and reasoning often requires bold assumptions and awakening inferences, but Perona's thinking lacks leaps. In the absence of key evidence, some out-of-the-box guesses are more like bugs that hinder the operation of the program.

So she didn't even say a single word other than quickly listing all kinds of information on paper, and properly regarded herself as a meeting stenographer.Apart from Mo Bei among the group, Ned expressed the most opinions.

"These things are combined... One of the results is that the growth rate of human combat power, including us, is getting faster and faster. In any case, this is beneficial to us." Ned briefly concluded.

"Is what we experienced accidental, or was it guided by some kind?" Miloer made a rare speech.

Hearing this, Mo Bei fell into deep thought again.

In retrospect, although they always have to deal with various crises, they are not lacking in initiative, and the outcome of each encounter, even I feel full of uncertainty.

Many opponents of Andariel, Batuk, and Celastec had made them walk on the brink of defeat, so he didn't feel that the experience of his group was guided by some kind of premeditation.

On the other hand, after Lucien's death, swarms of elite monsters began to appear in various parts of the Aranoch Desert, and the number of adventurers died surged for a while.

And after the incarnation of Belial was killed, the situation in Harrogas also deteriorated. It seems that every time the progress of the war is advanced, it is related to their actions. There may be some kind of coincidence in it, but it also makes him more sure that there is something wrong. A certain existence wants to check and balance both sides.

He suddenly remembered his doubts that Rathma was still alive, and for no reason, he felt a little more certain in his heart.

If the first Nephalem had lived innocently for tens of thousands of years and was still active in the world in a low-key manner, then what kind of role did he play in these long years?
If these things were about him, what were his motives?
When Mo Bei put forward this guess, everyone including Sarina felt a palpitation.

The first generation of Nephalem, a character tens of thousands of years ago, this time span alone is very appalling. In comparison, the old aunt 400 years ago is not unacceptable.

"The Rathma Sect can still be passed on after that level of cleansing. Although it is extremely low-key, it is also an extremely important force on the human side. If their founder is still alive, I don't think it is impossible. It's just that he should have lost his extraordinary power after the Battle of Original Sin." Selina opened her mouth to analyze.

"Then shouldn't he be on our side? Why did he do those things, and how can he affect the rebirth of the demon projection?" Miloer frowned puzzled.

"I'm just guessing, but if it's checking and balancing the two sides, it's not bad for us. Didn't Ned say that one of the results of this check and balance is the accelerated improvement of human combat power. This man He didn’t even intervene when his sect was bloody cleansed, perhaps because he has lived for tens of thousands of years and has transcended into an existence with no emotions.”

Mo Bei smacked his lips, feeling that such speculation made his thinking even more confused, maybe he should ask someone from the Rathma sect?

Little did he know, while he was brainstorming about various mysteries, there were also other people who were greatly confused because of them.

In the depths of Cui Fanke's underground palace, a group of people groped forward with full vigilance, and Tabitha's four-member team was also impressively in line.

"What kind of taste is this..."

One of them raised his hand and waved it in front of his nose. They could smell the bad smell when they went down to the second floor. It became stronger as they went forward, and the choking smoke filled the air.

The loud noises and tremors from the depths of the underground palace made these teams who were cleaning up the remaining monsters want to find out by coincidence.

"It's like the smell of cremated corpses, but I don't know why it lingers for so long. It stands to reason that no matter what the monster projection transforms into, it will dissipate after a while."

"Be careful, there is a collapse ahead." Druid Feili reminded aloud, a few scarlet beast pupils flashed in the darkness ahead, it was the wolf he summoned.

At this moment, these wild wolves wandered back and forth around a pit on the ground, testing the firmness of the edge of the pit.

An assassin threw a rope at his companion, tied the other end around his waist, and then boldly stepped on the ground where the wolf had walked, arrived at the edge of the pit, and threw a bright crystal.

Obscured by the thick smoke, she could only vaguely see the situation below, but her expression changed suddenly.

The rest of the people followed closely behind, scattered on the edge of the pit, and looked down, all shocked by the unrecognizable appearance of the bottom of the underground palace.

"Wh... what's the situation... It can be destroyed to such an extent that such a thick compartment has been pierced! Has the strong magic circle in this underground palace failed!?" Fei Li was almost choked by the surging smoke. , and finally know why the smoke and bad burnt smell are everywhere.

Hearing this, a barbarian next to him took out an expansion-level flange throwing ax and threw it towards a stone pillar behind him.

The sharp sound of breaking through the air and the clash of metal and iron sounded almost simultaneously. The flange throwing ax, a heavy throwing weapon, hit the stone pillar and flew out directly, leaving only a two-finger-wide cut mark on the hard bluestone.

Obviously, the fortified magic circle has not failed.

"Gah..."

The barbarian couldn't help but swear, he wasn't dissatisfied with the effect of the attack, but was hit hard by the comparison.

Since the fall of Kurast, countless battles have taken place here, which naturally inevitably affected nearby buildings, but even the stone walls were rarely pierced.

If it were him, if he wanted to destroy this place to such an extent, forget it. . .Think too much. . .

It can't be done at all!
Thinking of Mephisto, the King of Hatred who is entrenched here, a powerful enemy who is extremely challenging for him, but at this moment he has an absurd idea.

Why not call Mephisto! ?

As for it! ?

Tabetha looked at the scene in front of her, her usually small broken mouth was tightly pursed, she seemed particularly silent, and there was a little unwillingness in her eyes.

This gap is really too big to make people feel powerless. .

(End of this chapter)