Chapter 818: Crime and punishment, playing the song of the devil

"What's in this scroll. You decide not to learn it yourself, but before I tell you the consequences, you must remember it."
Taking a deep breath, the gallon said heavily.
"Remember, you can tell others what I taught you before, but the only thing written on this scroll, don’t give it to other people. It’s better... better let it disappear in this world forever. ."
"What will happen if you teach others?" I asked with a sip of water in the harsh tone of the gallon.
"There is only one consequence." Gallon said lightly.
"Your druid career will be deprived, even life."
"Come on...just kidding."
I was shocked at that time. I have been in Diablo for so many years, but I have never heard of my career being deprived.
"Nothing is impossible, this world is constructed by the supreme rules, and life and nature are also part of the rules. Our druid inherited the power of nature and was honored by the Arcanist of Life. This scroll The recorded arcane. For us, it is undoubtedly blasphemy life, blasphemy nature, blasphemy belief, blasphemy God, if you abuse it, or spread it, do not doubt, the of nature will deprive you of Drew In the post of Iraq, those who are serious deprive their lives, and even those you teach cannot be avoided."
"Then you pass it to me, is it okay, is the druid's job stripped?"
I was taken aback, and quickly looked at the old man gallon up and down, um, it seems that it has indeed become an ordinary farmer.
"Relax, I didn’t just say that the existence of every thing is inevitable. This scroll is no exception. A single pass is still allowed, but if you can, I really hope that it will completely disappear in your hands. ."
Old man Gallon patted his and stood up: "Okay, here's nonsense, I went back to study."
"You want it to disappear in the world so much, why would you teach it to me?"
"Because it's hard to write on your stupid face, I don't want the only guy who spent the time and effort to teach me to die too much, at least give me the title of a hero."
Gallon old man yawned and said.
"..."
Irrefutable. Although the hair fairy's words are hard to hear, I can't argue at all.
"Oh, the name of the trick."
Suddenly, the old man Gallon stopped and scratched his head with his back to his back.
"I really hope that I don’t read the word out of my mouth for a lifetime. I can’t help it. Listen. When you think you’re going to die soon and want to pass it on, tell your incompetent student the name of this trick... …"
He glanced back, his eyes flashing sharply like a knife, and he slowly spit out two words from the old man of Gallon.
"[Penalty]."
...
The worst memories in the worst time period are probably right now. Isn't it reduced to a memory scene like a blood comic, and the protagonist must appear at the moment of life and death?
There is no time, no material, extracted from the memory fragments, I quietly float in this emptiness of up and down, left and right, full of vomiting myself.
Maybe I found two of the worst teachers in the world. Maybe one encouraged me to play completely violently. The other one is even worse, even teaching me to desecrate my life and faith.
However, although the teacher is terrible, it is still not as bad as the situation he is facing.
The body has been completely restrained by the "potential" released by tens of thousands of sinking demons. Carlos's words are still biased. A pseudo-domain-level adventurer is in the center of this [potential], enjoying 10,000 sinking demons The one-to-one P hospitality, not only the body can not move, even the connection between consciousness and body is forcibly separated.
Thanks to this blessing, I am in a state of soul consciousness, and I can’t feel the coercion and damage brought by this [potential] at all, should I be fortunate?
Andalil was standing in front of him, bowing his head to look at himself with a predominantly playful gaze, wouldn't he plan to do it immediately? What is it waiting for? Or play a cat and mouse game?
In short, there is no worse situation than it is now, perhaps only by using the poor knowledge of those two bad teachers to attack the virus with poison.
It's just that I originally thought I wouldn't need it in my life, and I don't even want to think about it-oh, I still have this kind of ability to break the box. Which one should I use?
Quietly recalling the two memories just now.
What is the essence of the blood bear?
It's just destruction. It's nothing but destruction.
The image said, like a meat grinder, will be named joy, anger, sorrow, joy, whether it is love, or hate, longing. Responsibilities, beliefs, these feelings, these, these constraints, as raw materials, are stuffed into the body of the blood bear, and finally made into raw meatballs called conscious destruction.
A blood bear doesn't need feelings or reason, and it doesn't need anything except destruction, so it can only exert its true power in a completely violent state.
As for [crime] this trick, there is nothing to explain. The only thing I have to consider is whether after using it, I will be deprived of the Druid position and become an ordinary person with no power. As a result, most adventurers are more terrible than losing their lives, and I am no exception.
Both options are terrible, and may not necessarily be able to get out of trouble.
Simply bachelor, let the two go together, with a light smile in the state of consciousness, I have made up my mind.
Don't want to die. I don't want to be separate from Velas, this is love!
Don't want to die, want to brag with Lal and fight monsters with Carlos, this is friendship!
I don't want to die. I haven't seen the victory smiles of the soldiers in the Western Kingdom. This is the responsibility!
Don't want to die, just simply don't want to die, don't want to disappear in this world, this is longing!
If you don't want to die, you can find a hundred reasons for not wanting to die. But there is no excuse for death, this is faith!
Don't want to die, don't want to die! ! If anyone wants to stop me, then... destroy it! !
Then, at the cost of life and faith, bear the crime and punishment of blasphemy, let it go! !
...
Andalil looked up at the gloomy sky, and his heart suddenly tightened.
After receiving the order from the body, how did the guy of Azmodan not come?
"Boom--!!!"
Several yellow thunders suddenly sounded in the sky covered with yellow sand, and the sky gradually became more gloomy. It seemed to be depressed. The depressive weather made Andaril inexplicably irritable. He felt something terrible seemed to be approaching himself. , She decided not to wait for Azmodan.
"Sir Andalil, look--!!!"
Suddenly, one of the twelve elite wizards from the Third World, Salida screamed.
Looking at Salida’s fearful eyes, Andalil’s heart suddenly flicked, and the unknown premonition finally spread out, letting it mix cold, and even a burst of steam in his heart [Run away now, now it’s too late ]'S strong emotions.
Looking around, in the center of the magic circle, the [potential] united by tens of thousands of fallen demons bound in the air, and the adventurer who had no resistance at all, suddenly twitched all over his body.
The face was suddenly twisted to an incredible degree, the mouth was wide open, and a meaningless low roar was made. The limbs of the whole body were bent and swelled at an extremely unnatural angle, the skin surface was split, and a large amount of blood was sprayed out, which instantly dyed Become a blood man.
The black mist, which was colder than and more cold than the abyss, began to diffuse in the center of the magic circle and gradually enveloped the people inside.
The black mist rolled. The roar from inside gradually became loud, with the destruction of no emotion, and gradually condensed into a mass of black mist-like monsters up to tens of meters.
There is no entity, which is formed by the black mist that emits and the purest breath of destruction. The lower body is like a bloated worm body, and the upper body is in the form of a demon. A pair of devil's hands as thick as the waist are spread out. The plan created a huge gap in the [potential] formed by tens of thousands of fallen demons.
Behind is a pair of deformed asymmetric black bone wings. After unfolding, it is like a branch growing from a bare and dead locust tree, with ugly and incomplete beauty, symbolizing the destruction of all things.
The black mist-shaped head forms a pair of devil horns, no mouth, no nose, and only two lantern-sized crimson eyes gleam in the dark fog, with the red ice that makes the devil also creepy.
"Ao !!!"
This is definitely the strangest and most ugly black mist-like monster Andalil has seen in thousands of years, like the butterfly that just broke out of the cocoon, spread out the thick devil's claws, and the ugly behind A piece of ancient wings, suddenly roared up in the sky.
Suddenly, the black mist was like a flood discharge, exploding from this misty monster, swallowing the sky and the earth.
In the future, Andalil, twelve sinker wizards, and tens of thousands of sinker demons, in the eyes of the original, was originally a world shrouded in yellow sand, and was suddenly shrouded in thick fog spread out.
As if pulled from the world of sand into another black world, the sky and the earth were filled with the black mist that made them shudder, and there was no more grain of sand.
In the center of the black mist, there is the mist-like monster like a worm, a bear, a dragon, and a demon. The body is magnified again and again many times, and the lower body is completely connected with this world of black mist. The upper body up to a few hundred meters, and completely After unfolding, the black bone wings that cover a thousand kilometers are like a black world tree that supports this world.
"boom--!!"
The claw became a fist, and the fist hit the air fiercely. It seemed to hit something, making a dull sound. The fist caused by it, there were countless network cracks out of thin air, and it continued to extend outward.
It was an invisible [potential] formed by tens of thousands of sinking demons. It was cracked by a big fist at this moment~EbookFREE.me~ Boom--! ! "
With another punch, the whole earth shook violently, and thousands of sinking demons fell to the ground, and a large hole had appeared in the intact [potential].
"Ao !!!"
The roar of destruction was again emitted from the mouth of the mist-shaped monster. It stretched out its huge claws, grabbed at the opening of the broken hole, and then roared to the sides.
"Click-click-"
The powerful [potential] collapses.
From beginning to end, Andalil could only watch the demon that made it fear from the heart, with two punches and one claw, he could easily tear the [potential] he relied on, there is no way...

The blackened file at midnight is finally out, and no one can guess the shape of the realm of the protagonist field (now this is not the case).