Chapter Seventy-Six: Chain Reaction (Scratching Your Head and Thinking about the Introduction~)

Xue Hua is looking forward to a better life in his future, and some people's lives are not so good.

Far away in the Third World (Hell Difficulty), under a human outpost fortress, the Blood Black Deity, who was leading the army of the undead to storm the city wall, suddenly burst out with a burst of red and black flames, and after the flames were extremely unstable after several times, they were finally slowly controlled.

But the Blood Crow let out a terrible scream, with extreme resentment, hatred, disbelief and a hint of horror in his voice, and just now, the fragment of the doppelganger it had sent to the First World to suppress and protect the bow had been wiped out.

Although it was only a doppelganger fragment, it was also a level 24 high-level Amazon, and he had used to manipulate that bow, and when any creature higher than level 10 appeared around the bow, the bow would be hidden by the power of hell in the spatial pores.

In other words, either the cowardly guys in Rog's camp used some means to crack it, or there was really a guy who was less than level ten to kill the clone fragment guards he had set up.

If it's the former, it's okay, although it's a bad thing for the bow to fall into the hands of humans, but it's not without a chance to regain it, but if it's the latter......

Blood Wu's blood-red eyes narrowed dangerously.

It never dared to underestimate human beings, because it was originally human.

It knows exactly how much potential this seemingly weak race has.

Just as Diablo's several conspiracies were foiled by humanity.

Even the sinister and cunning Demon God of Hell has been defeated by humans several times, so why shouldn't it be vigilant against humans?

Because of this, if a human being less than level ten kills its level 24 doppelganger fragment like this, then this guy must not be allowed to continue to grow!

Damn it! If I knew this would happen, I should have destroyed it at all costs!

The Blood Crow snorted angrily, then let out a loud howl, and its legion of the undead began to retreat, drifting away from the human outpost fortress.

It's going to contact the Andariel Demon King, so that it can find a way to find out the ins and outs of this matter, and if there is really a human genius rising, then it must strangle him in infancy at all costs!

And on the outpost fortress that survived the catastrophe, more than a dozen professionals who exuded a terrifying aura and all the equipment on their bodies exuded dark gold and green light were panting and looking at each other.

They had actually reached the end of their crossbows, and as long as the Blood Crow continued to attack for a few hours, they would have to abandon their outpost and retreat to the rear fortress.

But the blood crow stopped attacking at this time.

Doesn't it know that once this outpost has successfully established itself at the entrance to Hell, it will become a very troublesome thing for Hell to directly invade the rear fortress without hindrance?

"What happened?" A man covered in fur and with a pair of antlers on his head heard the sound of urns from under his mask.

"I don't know, but it seems like a good thing for us!" The barbarian standing beside him thudched two huge battle axes into the ground, then sat down and leaned comfortably against a huge white wolf behind him.

The white wolf whimpered in protest, but in the end he didn't move his body, because he was also tired.

"Barbarian, my Maria is not your pillow...... "The man with the antlers muttered unpleasantly, but he had no intention of driving the barbarian away.

They are all comrades-in-arms who can depend on each other for their lives, which has been verified for an unknown number of years.

"Don't let your guard down completely, guard against them coming back!" A man with a meditative aura on his feet and a full set of armor that radiated green brilliance on his body took off his helmet, revealing long blond hair and a vicissitudes of an uncle's face, he slowly walked over and reminded in a serious voice.

"Yes...... the barbarian rolled his eyes, but he didn't mean to stand up at all.

The paladin shook his head helplessly, he knew the personality of this friend, don't look at him now, once there is any battle, he will be the first to respond positively.

"Liana, you have to make a trip to report to the fortress, and say that we are defending, and let them send the baggage and reinforcements quickly." The paladin turned his head and said to a woman wrapped in black leather cloak, cowering in the shadows in the corners of the city walls.

The woman nodded, and disappeared in place.

"Pera, let your crow go back to the second world and see if there's something going on over there, we can't be blind and deaf." Seeing the woman leave, the paladin nodded and spoke to the man with antlers on the other side.

The antler-clad man agreed, and with a slight move of his right hand, a pure black crow appeared beside him, he whispered a few words in the crow's ear, and then beckoned, the crow's sharp beak pecked at the void in front of him, and a circular hole appeared in front of it, and then the crow did not hesitate to burrow into the spatial hole and disappeared into this world.

"Alright, until the news comes back, the others, take a break, but don't leave the city walls!" The paladin shouted orders, and the sound of armor and weapons hitting the ground suddenly sounded on the city walls.

......

Almost at the same time, in the First World Rogge Camp, in the underground chamber under a huge house in the professional quarters, three black-robed creatures with strange demon masks on their faces were rolling wildly on the ground, their mouths letting out a terrible howl, and the sweat oozing from their bodies almost soaked the entire ground.

If it weren't for the very good soundproofing spell set up in this underground vault, with the volume of their screams, it would definitely be enough to alarm the entire Rogue camp.

Not far in front of the three of them was a strange altar with a skeleton reduced to bones, and above the corpse, Andariel's gloomy face floated, and the queen of anguish and torment was not pleased with the suffering of her subordinates this time, for the errand it had given them had been ruined again.

"Please... Excuse me... Forgive us... Hostess! Please... Give again... Give us again... One Chance ......"

One of the three black-robed men begged for mercy in a hoarse, weak voice, begging Andariel to give them a chance to prove themselves.

However, Andariel was visibly annoyed, and he was not prepared to let go of these useless minions like that.

"Give you another chance? What chances? Again let me down, a chance to be angry?! You've lost your bloody bow! And I won't be able to know the whereabouts of the Mountain Key, without which I won't be able to carry out my plan! Also, what about the necromancer I want? Where is he!!!? ”

Andariel's phantom screamed in a voice with a rich infernal tone, and the pain of the three black-robed men suddenly increased by a level.

They were rolling, writhing, struggling, howling desperately, wailing in pain, as if they were being skinned, and their bodies were constantly twisting into various shapes.

"No... No... Hostess... My honorable... Her Royal Highness the Queen... Ahhh Please... Please give us one time... Opportunity... We... We... Definitely... Will definitely take it back... Bow and catch that necromancer you want... And we... We'll also put... Sacrifice his mercenaries with him..."

Hearing this last paragraph, Andariel was suddenly stunned, as if he had thought of something, a vicious smile appeared on his face, he stopped torturing his subordinates and said to them: "Very good, you have succeeded in pleasing me, I will give you another chance to fulfill your promise, but remember, this will be your last chance, no, next time!" ”

The three black-robed men didn't care about the aching bones and muscles all over their bodies, hurriedly got up, and replied respectfully: "My noble hostess, your will is our faith, there will be no more accidents, hell will win!" ”

"I hope you will walk the talk......" Andariel said his last words, and his face dissipated on the altar.