Oh No! The Butcher in Black Has Led His Legendary Monk Servant into the Twisting Nether to Slaughter Demons!

Medivh obviously "tampered" with the magical communication with Archmage Alex.

At least there was a murderous intention hidden in the technique he taught Grand Magus. He used a rather wonderful method to tamper with Miniature Violet Barrier's space landing point, but Grand Magus did not notice this murderous move.

This fully proves that Astral Mage's magical attainments are indeed much higher than those of ordinary Grand Magus. It also illustrates that no matter how powerful you are, you must be defensive.

Otherwise, Archmage Alex's fate at this time is the best lesson for others.

In fact, before the protective barrier was closed, Grand Magus, who was holding the artifact, sensed something was wrong. Such a protective spell should not involve the power of space, but he did not stop the magic release out of trust in his "good friend" Medivh. At the moment of the space transformation, Grand Magus realized that he had been deceived.

He is just simple, he is not stupid.

Therefore, the moment all the civilians in Tranquil Garden Town fell into Twisting Nether, Grand Magus immediately waved his hand and summoned six powerful Water Elemental Guard to protect the civilians behind him.

But someone reacted faster than him.

Grand Magus only saw a figure fighting out. In the background of the group of demons advancing with ferocious smiles, the guy looked as if he was committing suicide. Then, he saw the Demon Guard people being slaughtered and cut as if they were being sucked into Blade Storm.

The guy was covered in shadow gauze, which made him not look like a good person, but the power of the shadow strengthened his melee power, causing the strange black sword to have an illusion when it was slashed out.

A team of Demon Guard who were ready to massacre human beings failed to last a minute before being defeated. Especially when Diakum waved his hand to tear open the rift in the void with difficulty and summoned a Faceless One Brute to rampage, these demons realized that Overmind, the powerful Demon Lord Balador of the broken world, had failed in their plan.

This planned teleportation not only sent a group of terrified civilians as sacrifices, but also sent a very dangerous Shadow Warrior!

Ordinary demons can't deal with him!

"Retreat! Report to the lord! Let him send out the Abyss Demons!"

The defeated demons were not fools either.

Seeing that the cannon fodder could not resist, they immediately retreated deep into this broken wasteland, killing nearly a hundred lower-level demons. Diakum, who felt completely refreshed, turned around with Blademaster's Blade in his hands, stepping on the corpses of the demons towards the group of shocked mages and civilians.

Behind him, the summoned Faceless One Brute is torturing the bodies of those demons, mutating their dirty flesh and blood into monster-like Flesh Beast, to shape his "Void Vanguard" for the powerful and noble Dark Archon.

Generally speaking, compared to the ferocious demons, the Faceless Ones monster in front of you is more terrifying when you look at it and it will give you a splitting headache.

Therefore, when Diakum walked towards humans, there were immediately frightened civilians screaming and running away, and some children were frightened and cried.

Vigilant ignored them.

He looked at the shocked Dalaran Grand Magus in front of him and the Ebony Chill staff in his hand, and said:

"You were lied to."

"Yes, I mistakenly believed Medivh."

Archmage Alex sighed, and the old mage said hoarsely:

"Council of Six is justified in being wary of him, but I can't figure out why he would do this?"

"The person who lied to you is not Medivh, but another guy you can't imagine."

Dick waved his hands and said casually:

"Letting a researcher who is indifferent to people's hearts do the work of a spy shows the corruption and arrogance of Kirin Tor. Instead of doubting Medivh, I think you should think carefully about whether to go back to Dalaran after this.

As far as I know, there are many people who want this "Ebony Chill" in your hand."

"This"

Dick's reminder shocked the old mage, and the disciples beside him also showed fearful expressions.

"Can magic be reversed?"

He said:

"You are a spell caster. Medivh's trick should be broken after you see through it, right?"

"Yes! You just need to reverse the space beacon and release the spell again, but this takes time, and this is Twisting Nether, Arcane Magic almost does not exist."

Archmage Alex said with a painful expression:

"That means we need to use our own magic to do the magic, but it

That's it!

I'll take care of the trouble I caused!

While I am casting the spell, please protect this group of civilians who suffered due to my gullibility and mistakes. You bear the emblem of Iron Horse Brotherhood under Marshal Lothar, and you are a close person of the marshal.

You can trust it."

"Of course, anyone can be trusted compared to the demons in this hellish place."

Vigilant signaled the old mage to start reversing the magic immediately. He glanced back and saw that the nobles in the crowd were calling their guards in panic. Some of the weak people were already having difficulty breathing.

This is the realm of Twisting Nether and Fel. There is almost nothing else here except Fel. The fragile flesh and blood will actively transform into "half-demon" here.

But the erosion of Fel is not that fast. If these people fall into Sea of Darkness, then during this delay, I am afraid that they will all turn into Flesh Beast or have strange things growing on their bodies.

"My son! Look, Grand Magus! What's wrong with my son?"

Eberlock Duke's horrified shouts rang out from the crowd.

Dick walked forward quickly and looked at the little boy in the arms of the middle-aged Duke. He looked about six or seven years old, but he was trembling constantly. A trace of Fel breath visible to the naked eye was surrounding him, even burning the arms of the Duke and the frightened and crying little girl beside him.

"He is being summoned by Fel."

Dick said in a serious tone:

"Your child is born Warlock! His terrifying gift of Fel affinity was activated by Twisting Nether. If he can no longer leave, he may transform into a half-demon. His soul is born to belong here."

"You're talking nonsense! How can my son be a devil?"

The Duke scolded angrily and wanted to push Diakum away.

This scene happened to be seen by the strange drunk "big fat man" outside the crowd.

The latter rubbed his drunken eyes and saw a shadowy guy trying to "harm" others, while the poor boy's father was pushing him away.

"Huh? How dare the villain hurt anyone! Back off!"

An accented human language sounded, and the big fat man jumped up lightly, stepping on the heads of several bewildered guards and "flying" over. He waved the green bamboo tied with a small wine jar in his hand, and struck Jade Wind hard, knocking Diakum back several steps.

When Vigilant was holding the weapon, the latter had already assumed a super classic Pandaren Ancient Fist Technique·Hundred Crack Claw starting position.

"Huh? Why are you, an alcoholic, here?"

Diakum Looking at the fat man in front of him who was as fierce as a bear and as agile as a cat, he exclaimed:

"Five Dawn Temple's wanderer will start traveling around the world now?"

"Noise! Villain, don't even think about doing bad things in front of me, Old Chen. Hier"

The guy yelled in a long voice, very powerfully, but the big wine burp at the end ruined his momentum.

Okay.

If you drink too much and start drunken boxing, it's no wonder that your attacks are neither gentle nor heavy.

Vigilant glanced at the small fingerprint on his armor. He was about to explain a few words. After all, this "old acquaintance" in front of him was his favorite hero in his previous life.

But at this moment, as the broken and scorched earth shook, Diakum and the "knight" turned around, and saw a large group of ferocious hellhounds and lower-level demons surrounding a huge Abyssal Lord charging towards them.

Behind Abyssal Lord there is also a red-skinned Lord Eredar, who is guarded by several Fel Lord and holding a Fel Crystal tower staff. He looks very majestic.

That guy should be the dead lord of the broken world.

It is here to lay an ambush and prepare to devour the delicious souls of these mortals and take away the loot that belongs to it. Ebony Chill and Arcane artifacts are also very valuable treasures for demon casters.

"Two legendary demons, it seems we are lucky. There is no dangerous demigod Greater Demon here, and we can still deal with it."

Diakum moved his shoulders and said to the fat man in black behind him in Pandaria:

"I'll deal with Eredar, you go deal with that Abyssal Lord!"

"Ah? Me?"

Overwhelmed by the demon's ferocious and disgusting smell of sulfur, the drunken Monk became more sober. He rubbed his eyes and glanced at Abyssal Lord, who was as big as an ancient mammoth, and then looked at the green bamboo in his hand.

He pushed his bamboo hat and sighed:

"Are you sure I can do it? I'm just a wanderer passing by Brightwood and begging for a few Moonlight Wine drinks. I don't have as much power as you."

"Pretend! Keep pretending!"

Diakum joked:

"If Five Dawn Temple's Chief Monk Master can't even deal with one Annihilan, Master Shang Xi will probably break your legs. Hey, I'll lend this to you!"

He waved his hand, and Kazzak's Soul Staff flew over. The flexible fat man held it in his hand and played with a few cool sticks. Incited by the elemental power sealed in it, Monk's whole body turned into the echo of tigers roaring and dragons roaring.

Seeing that Diakum was already charging at Eredar Lord with a knife, Monk Old Chen, who followed the wandering way and did not want to meddle in other people's business, glanced at the civilians behind him, and they shivered in fear.

If he doesn't take action, these people will only become the devil's meal.

"Oh, I have to break my precepts today. I hope Yu'lon the Jade Serpent in the north won't blame me for being nosy."

He sighed, bent down and reached out to pinch the face of the little girl next to Duke Eberlock. Because he bent down, the gauze of the bamboo hat floated away, allowing the little girl to see the face under the bamboo hat.

Wow, the black and white mane sets off the round face, and the black spots on the eyes look majestic and cute.

"Don't cry, let's see your uncle Old Chen do a trick for you!"

Monk, who was still a bit drunk, jumped over lightly and landed in front of Abyssal Lord, looking down at the ferocious demon.

"I sincerely invite Yu'lon the Jade Serpent from the north to help Five Dawn Temple's disciples conquer demons today!"

With a roar, and with the help of the elemental power in Kazzak's Soul Staff, amid the flurry of sapphire lightning, a huge Yu'lon the Jade Serpent illusion tore open the space, and landed in front of the civilians with the proud majesty of White Tiger Descends.

Pandaren Monk holds Battle Staff and bows to the illusion of the Heavenly Lord, and Thunder carries with him in the wind. While White Tiger's illusion destroyed the group of demons, Monk also turned into a dancing Azure Dragon and hit Abyssal Lord's chest amid Kazzak's excited roar.

Such a heavy blow almost knocked out Abyssal Lord's dinner.

But it's all good.

At least Old Chen, this Legendary Monk, has a measured start, unlike the Light Butcher next door who keeps dropping the knife.

Every time Flame Blade is swung, it will trigger the special effects of Blade of Elimination. These demons, who rely solely on Fel's talents to fight and rarely practice their personal martial arts, cannot even resist Sword Saint Master Diakum.

Taking action means sudden death, and sudden death means instant kill.

The exaggerated scene of rows of demons falling in droves made Eredar Lord, who was just going through the motions, quickly realize something was wrong. It sent its elite guards to kill the Shadow Warrior, but when the elite demons entered, Holy Light exploded, and Solar Storm's continuous blows melted all the demons in front of it.

Diakum did not use Holy Light Force. He had already "broken the precept" against Sargeras Mortal realm. There are only 8 opportunities left, so be sure to use them sparingly.

So he called his "fifty-yuan good brother" for help.

When the iconic Seraphim Guardians of Kings appeared in the self-light, holding the Radiance of Holy Feathers sword and started to slay the demons, Eredar Lord couldn't hold himself any longer.

There is only one Holy Light Walker in the whole Material Universe and Guardians of Kings looks like this!

This horse is Diakum!

Who knows why "Light Butcher" turned into a human being.

Hiss!

The smart Eredar Lord immediately thought of a terrible possibility. This must be Diakum, the fierce demon-slaying bastard, "fishing"!

Yes, he saw through his carefully prepared conspiracy, so he turned into a weak human being and hid among these civilians. The purpose was to lure himself into the bait so that the terrible experience of Kazzak could happen to him again.

Damn it!

Why is this Diakum so bad?

"Stop it! Stop it! Don't let it get close to me!"

Eredar Lord panicked.

It yelled for its demons to rush forward to stop Diakum, but it was so afraid. Aren't other demons afraid?

When the famous "Light Butcher" strode up the hillside where Eredar Lord was holding a weapon as hot as a magma blade, those demons immediately dispersed.

They are afraid.

Facing other enemies, you can still die if you can't defeat them. Facing Diakum, you don't even have a chance to die, let alone this is Twisting Nether!

When the devil dies here, he really dies.

Eredar Lord, who is riding a horse, doesn't treat himself very well. When Light Butcher "fishes", he rushes up and shouts twice, which is worthy of the cultivation Balador usually treats him.

"Run, run! Light Butcher is no longer satisfied with killing us at Material World. He brought his Legendary Monk servants to Twisting Nether has activated Demon-Slaying Crusade. Go and report to the Conqueror! Let the Shaper use his magical power! Let Destroyer come with the army!

We need a demon Burning Legion.

No!

We need ten Burning Legion!"

The little devils riding Cerberus screamed with noisy voices. This demon "atmosphere group" was unable to fight, but they turned into "defeatist counselors" and shouted "Our army is defeated" and ran away one by one.

The desperate Lord Balador could only watch Diakum, escorted by Guardians of Kings, stepping on the ashes step by step to get closer to him.

The opponent's reputation was so fierce that Eredar Lord couldn't even think of resisting.

What's more, this guy himself has a ghost in his heart

"Your name!"

Diakum's eyes under the battle helmet stared at Eredar Lord, who was paralyzed with fear, and he said:

"Don't make me ask a second time."

"Balador. No, no! Barak! My name is Barak, the former guard captain of the Arcane Academy, your subordinate. The distinguished captain Diakum."

Eredar Lord screamed:

"I have served you for two hundred years! When Awakeners' Cult attacked Arcane Academy, I also resisted the devil with the deputy captain Malderan! I followed you to participate in the decisive battle of Mac'Aree.

Spare my life!"

"Which Eredar clan do you belong to?"

Dick stared at it, and the latter whispered tremblingly:

"Antoran Heart Clan, we found a new home in the sea of stars and spent more than ten thousand years, but the devil found us. Polluter's army bloodbathed our world. The Shaper gave me a chance!

I took the remaining people with me.

I did this to save talents!

Look!

I carry my Argus Heart with me all the time and I never lose it!"

It hurriedly took out a rusty Argus Heart Pendant from its arms, raised it high, and tried to awaken the kindness in Diakum's heart.

Vigilant Looking at the pendant that had lost Star Soul Fragment and turned into mortal iron, he was silent for a few seconds and said:

"Where is your world?"

Balador was silent for a moment, patted the scorched earth next to Fel, and said in a sad tone:

"Right at your feet, the demons washed it with blood and dragged it into Twisting Nether."

"Lie! The world's star core is split like this. It is obvious that someone performed the Fel ceremony in the world and allowed Energy Infusion of Twisting Nether to enter the planet's interior, which shattered it into such scorched earth."

Dick scolded:

"It was you who summoned the demon! It was you who betrayed the clan, you! It's a shame to betray the oath of Argus!"

"I me."

The other party seemed to be frightened, lowering his head and panting.

But a few seconds later, as Fel exploded, the ferocious-looking Eredar Demon Lord held a sharp blade shaped by Fel fire and stabbed Diakum, and it roared:

"You have to die too!!! Dark Titan Yong."

"Bang"

Twilight Hammer, which echoed with the tearing void, hit its head head-on, and the magic horns that had become Fel broke and flew out.

Amidst Demon Lord's soul-rending screams, Diakum pressed its shoulder with his left hand, and Void Relic in his right hand was raised high, and fell fiercely amidst Shadow Word's wild laughter.

The hot Flame Blade is inserted into the ground.

This proud blade seems to disdain the pathetic traitor Execute.

Argus Star Soul scolded the punishment loudly, and Eredar Leader's Mark's glow burst out from Vigilant's battle helmet. In the indifferent jump of the light spot, he pronounced:

"I want you to suffer in Sea of Darkness for a hundred thousand years! I want you to repay the same despair of every clan member you hurt! I want you to bear the pain of being cut into pieces by a thousand cuts, just like the world under your feet screams!

You will forget everything, Betrayer Barak!

Only when your sin is left and washes away your soul until it disappears along with your shame, will I allow you to be freed!

Don't be afraid, Light Butcher is not here.

Only Dark Archon is here to hear your mourning, and mourn you now, mourn."