through the dark road

Chapter 97 Mission
The two girls were no strangers to Mo Bei's intermittent neuropathy.

Although the ashes have lost the ability to speak, they were the last human beings who tried to prevent Andariel from entering the cathedral.

Regarding the collective depravity and rebellion of the bishops, he still firmly believed in himself, and planned to use the power of the holy light in this temple to resist the invasion of Andariel.

However, he didn't get any response, he could only hold the holy deed, and stood in front of Andariel like a fool, watching the mockery on the other's face.

His soul was shattered by his own belief, and his flesh and blood quickly melted away under the watchful eyes of the Queen of Pain.

Andariel didn't crush his wreckage with a single kick, leaving him soaked in a pool of poisonous rot.Then it released endless demonic energy from hell, shrouding the temple of the Holy See in corruption and darkness.

After his skeleton absorbed the poison and coldness in this space, it was reborn in this image.

Now in his consciousness, only darkness and hatred remain.The provocation of that human's nonsense made him feel an anger that wanted to corrupt everything.

The violent poisonous gas on the pulpit was surging continuously, surging rapidly between the hollow bones of the ashes, as if they were breathing violently, and there were bursts of sharp hissing sounds.

Then the emerald-green skeleton rose into the air under the turbulent poisonous gas, but it didn't last long before falling towards the ground in front of the three of them.

As the ashes approached, the poisonous gas around the three of them completely ran away, stirring crazily, and a highly poisonous storm centered on the ashes rolled up in the entire cathedral.

Among the three, Milor, who has the lowest poison resistance, has a poison resistance of 40%. At this time, in this toxin storm, he hardly feels any discomfort.

Stepping on the eighth-level purification halo, Mo Bei looked at his still life, and even felt sorry for the other party's efforts.

As the last leader-level monster guarding Andariel's lair, the ashes are like a nightmare for a team with insufficient poison resistance.

Although many teams were kept outside the cathedral, they were also regarded as a touchstone to challenge Andariel by the job changers.

Mo Bei has been paying attention to all kinds of equipment with poison resistance since a long time ago, and he was lucky enough to harvest the hand of death and the shield with 17 full resistance.After spending a lot of time, I got a poison-resistant dark gold belt from a druid.

And Perona is even more European. Before she came out this time, Charsi just injected 32% of the poison resistance into her mask.

So this ashes classmate with a serious partiality is a tragedy.

The only thing that bothered the three of them was the magic resistance on the ashes, which greatly reduced the effect of holy light bullets and fire spells, which were best used against undead creatures.

Even so, Mo Bei just felt that they were beating a high-power electric fan.

After the ashes suffered a round of cruel abuse, a powerful frost nova exploded on the verge of death, and even the broken bones on the ground quickly evaporated into a cloud of poisonous mist like dry ice.

Mo Bei grabbed an emerald green sash from the ground, and laughed.

Dark gold!But it's been a while since I saw you!
I figured it out in a hurry, but I still have to hurry up and chase those bastards.

Renimo

sash
Defense: 2
Durability: 12 of 12
Required Level: 7
+15 mana
+30% Mana Regeneration Speed
All resistances +5
+1 Lighting Radius
Shaking off the green belt in his hand, he gloated and handed it to Perona, finally someone was ugly with him!

Then he watched Perona tie the belt around her waist, and hang down two ribbons, one long and one short, with a touch of fairy spirit in her playfulness.

Mo Bei was stunned. Could this be what the fashion world said, there are no ugly clothes, but you just don't know how to wear them?

He followed suit and tugged his red belt to one side.

What the hell. . . .

The proper one is the Northern Shaanxi Yangko Team. . .

Is it so grounded? .

Another piece of equipment is an elaborate headband.Mo Bei is quite looking forward to the attributes of this piece of equipment. In his impression, such head rings often have attributes that increase the skill level.

Elf's Forehead

Headwear
Defense: 49
Durability: 27 of 35
Required Level: 18
+1 passive and magic skills (Amazon only)
+10% high-speed running/walking
+15 life
Poison resistance +29%
Spell damage reduced by 2
"Hey!? Look! Can you see if my hands are red or not!?" Mo Bei was excited as he held up this extremely high-quality headband.

"Red..." Milo nodded.

"Tsk.. I didn't say gloves, I said... oh forget it!"

Handed the headband to Miloer, feeling overwhelmed.

The three entered the side hall, searched for a while, and found a downward staircase between two extremely thick stone pillars.

The steps are very wide, and from the incomplete murals beside the passage, some content about angels leading the dead can still be vaguely recognized.

This should be the passage leading to the catacombs of the cathedral.The three immediately stepped into the passage, hoping to catch up with each other.

When they encountered the ashes, the three of them could basically conclude that the Wizarding Team seemed to have some means of avoiding being attacked by monsters.

Thinking of the barbarian Mahal who can be demonized, and the druid who was in the Warriv caravan with a very strange werewolf form, Mo Bei felt that this didn't seem too unusual. Those people were nothing like monsters from hell. the difference.

The only difference is probably that these people like to run around and do things, so Mo Bei and the others have to figure out what kind of conspiracy they are planning.

It doesn't matter if there are monsters, they are still very close to leveling up, and their strength will definitely increase after reaching level 18. Even if the opponent is a relatively well-equipped team like last time, they can be killed properly.

There is no anti-human arrangement in the catacombs. After all, it is the resting place of the Holy See personnel. It seems that they still have a little respect for this place.

But the monsters of hell don’t care where it is. The marble carved with exquisite reliefs was all smashed, exposing the tomb and coffin inside. Join the ranks of the army of hell.

It didn't take long for Mo Bei and the others to find a few dead giant spiders, which were mutated creatures. It seemed that they still couldn't escape the attack of such monsters.

The viscera that came out of the spider's ruptured abdomen still looked sticky, and the surface hadn't started to dry. According to the dryness in the tomb, it should have been dried within two hours.

Mo Bei stepped on the slender joints covered with spikes with his feet, as if he was stepping on an iron bar.

Spiders are really amazing creatures. These light and agile hunters will become extremely terrifying when they grow bigger.

It moves swiftly, its limbs are difficult to hurt with swords, and the silk it spits out is amazingly strong. If you don't fall into their siege and get wrapped in a thick layer of spider silk, unless you can burn it with flames immediately, you can only be completely destroyed. Wrapped into a cocoon, it becomes their food reserve.

A group of fallen demons who were completely adapted to the darkness suddenly surrounded them, salivating at the three of Mo Bei and the spider corpses on the ground.

After discovering the traces of the wizarding team, Mo Bei naturally didn't have the time to play with these little devils anymore, so he rushed up with a sword.

However, a few black figures, smaller than the Fallen Demon, suddenly sprang out of the group of monsters, holding short spears, the speed almost became an afterimage, appearing a little elusive in the weak light environment.

These figures bypassed Mo Bei and surrounded Milor and Perona, but their speed was greatly slowed down by an ice ring.

It's Ratman!
This is a family of dwarves, originally the aborigines in the Kurast rainforest, the notorious cannibals, and later joined the hell side, accelerating the fall of Kurast.

Their size is half smaller than the Fallen Demon, but they are extremely brutal, and at the same time, they are more witty and agile.Far more difficult to deal with than Fallen, especially when they appear in groups and with cannibal wizards, they can become quite deadly.

Naturally, these few are not enough to watch right now, and they are still typical high blood thinners. They were nailed to the ground by Miloer's halberd, and they let out bursts of shrill screams, which are as indifferent as the screams of big sewer rats. Two, no wonder they are called Ratmen.

The three quickly killed these monsters, and then continued to chase deep into the tomb.

After several centuries of continuous expansion, the tomb has become very complicated, and it often strays into some dead ends, which are often the places where the giant spiders called Orac love to occupy.

These cunning spiders do not leave their spider silks everywhere, but quietly dormant in those excavated tombs. Once the prey passes by, they will work together to drag the prey into the tomb, using the spider silk and the narrow The terrain traps prey inside.

The eight members of the wizarding society who reunited in one place were also cursing for the many dead ends in the tomb, as well as those Oracs who kept attacking them.

"Damn it, this tomb is more complicated than those ruins in the desert, and those brainless ghouls will attack us, can't they sense the bone of grace we carry?" one of them complained .

"Bah! What the **** bone of grace, hey! It's time for you to wear it!" Another person said, took the broken bone pendant from the blood-stained neck, and handed it to the person who spoke before.He spat fiercely, and then spoke.

"Hurry up and finish this damn mission, get the reward and get out of here! After I go back, I'm going to lie on the sand and bask in the sun comfortably for a full day! Damn..."

When it comes to rewards, everyone has a look of anticipation on their faces.

"What do you want to reward for a maggot like you?" A companion behind him sarcastically said.

"When I get stronger, I'll sneak into Lu Gaoyin, screw off Grez's bastard head, and then sleep the girls in Amat!"

There were bursts of obscene laughter in the dark passage of the tomb, and the topic gradually became obscene.

(End of this chapter)