Chapter 125 I Just Want to Be Alone Quietly

On the domed stone fort with desert characteristics, Lan Wu sat back on the standard circular dome, staring unblinkingly at the fifteen small amulets that never stopped rotating.

Since the battle, countless demons have fallen around the stone castle. A large amount of demonic energy condensed into a black cloud with a diameter of five kilometers, and the darkness floated over the stone castle.

No one cares about these evil spirits. No one paid attention to Lan Wu, who had an extremely unusual appearance. Everyone focused entirely on the nearly endless demon army in front of them. This just happened to be advantageous to Lan Wu, a black hole of divine benefactor.

The originally invisible and qualityless demonic energy was highly condensed, and separated into thin threads of demonic energy with traces discernible to the naked eye, which went straight into the fifteen small amulets.

Wisps of demonic energy shuttled back and forth between the small amulets, and finally converged on one small amulet. This small amulet that has been infused with all the demonic energy is no longer dim, but faintly emits a faint gray light.

The four passages extending out from the southeast, northwest and four directions of the wide platform are like four water pipes with the faucet turned on, and stumps can be seen scattered among the densely packed demons.

The demon army, influenced by Duriel's magic power, caught Lu Gaoyin's defenders off guard. The outposts originally standing at the entrances of the four passages were overrun by countless demons in a short period of time. Fortunately, Stone Castle has never let down its vigilance. After all, the Mysterious Sanctuary is not a scenic spot, and there is no scenery to be seen.

"Rodament, is there any other way to absorb it faster?" Lan Wu stared at the small amulet that had begun to glow, with a depressed look on his face. Compared to the last time with Tyrell's assistance, fifteen small amulets were instantly filled, and the absorption speed now is much slower.

"Sorry." Rodament was silent for a long time, but the answer he finally gave made Lan Wu even more depressed: "Your situation is quite special. I have never seen you in a situation like this. Perhaps only Archangel Tyrell will know Answer."

"Okay, okay, don't blame me for not taking action." Lan Wu shrugged helplessly and started paddling seriously.

The battle under the stone castle has entered a fever pitch. The emergence of water and fertilizer warriors has had a serious impact on professionals. With a blast of skills, this beetle-like demon fell to pieces. But groups of deadly lightning slowly spread out, filling the surrounding area.

"Pay attention to help with defense." Gross waved his short stick and aimed at a place more than 20 meters behind the Shui Fei warrior to release a meteorite. Just after the spell was cast, a light shield was placed in front of him just right, blocking several floating lightning bolts.

The lightning crackled, and blue-white electricity traveled on the light shield. Regardless of the slight paralysis in his body, Rafford immediately drank a bottle of healing potion, then turned around and shouted: "Resist lightning!"

After the words fell, the slightly chaotic stone castle finally began to join forces for the first time. All the paladins who had learned to resist lightning auras had no time to count who had the higher level of lightning resistance skills, so they all responded and turned on the lightning resistance auras.

As soon as the halo was turned on, the pressure on the stone castle suddenly decreased greatly. This halo skill has been greatly improved. Even level one can provide 52% lightning resistance. With the lightning resistance attribute greatly improved, the threat of the Water and Fertilizer Warrior is far less than it was originally.

"Well done, Rafford." Gross praised him without hesitation.

Lufford smiled reservedly, then turned his head and shouted at Glasgow on the other side: "Glasgow, take advantage of the moment and take people down to kill these damn bed bugs."

"Okay." Glasgow roared, stepped on the wall, waved the two-handed ax in his hand and pointed at the water and fertilizer warriors below: "Kill them!"

"Kill them."

All the barbarians who saw Glasgow suddenly felt like they were in a state of shock. They are all melee professions. Seeing the power of long-range professions such as mages, they have already been stimulated to the point of unbearable thirst. When the leader Glasgow stood up, all the barbarians immediately jumped off the stone wall more than four meters high and fiercely charged into the water and fat warriors.

"Necromancer, corpse explosion, cut off their escape route." Gross roared, and once again aimed at the back of the water-fat warrior and released the meteorite.

Bang bang bang, a series of corpse explosion sounds erupted. After hearing the order, the necromancers insidiously created a five-meter-wide isolation zone behind the water and fat warriors.

"Kill." Glasgow's ferocious ax split a seriously injured water-fat warrior in half. Unafraid of the lightning that shot out, he continued to rush towards another seriously injured water-fat warrior not far away.

About a thousand water-fertilized warriors under the stone fort could not escape death. Even though they had obtained Duriel's magic power and their strength had increased to at least level 40, they failed to show their due strength in the face of the overwhelming skills and the siege of a large number of barbarians.

"Withdraw." Gross stopped the barbarians who were red-eyed with blood in time, and ordered the withdrawal of the stone castle without any doubt. No need to rush in now. As a good friend of Jehein, he is no stranger to the distribution of demons in Warlock Canyon.

The types and numbers of demons in Warlock's Canyon are limited. Even if the demons wandering in the mysterious sanctuary are included, they are just rootless trees. Relying on a solid stone castle to kill the number of demons is the most appropriate method.

Glasgow was again the first to respond to Gross's orders. As soon as the order was given, he immediately turned around and ran, then jumped back to Gross. He is very self-aware. An all-powerful barbarian looks awesome, but is actually useless. Facing water-fat warriors of over forty levels, he could only pick out the seriously injured ones to kill. They simply didn't dare to look for those water-fat warriors who were intact or slightly injured.

"Well done, Glasgow." Gross did not expose Glasgow's tricks, and still praised him generously.

Glasgow was very thick-skinned. After receiving Gross's praise, he raised his two-handed axe, looked back and roared excitedly, and immediately received responses from many barbarians.

The momentum was like a rainbow.

The corpses all over the ground brought sufficient ammunition to the necromancers. Skeletons crawled out of the flesh and blood, and the sound of corpse explosions stretched into the distance.

No one saved mana. The guards and mercenaries who had no place to use their skills for the time being moved boxes of mana potions from the storage room of the stone fortress and placed them directly at the feet of these necromancers.

No other profession can compare with the necromancer's skeleton resurrection and corpse explosion. The two skills are used together, which has achieved great efficiency under such circumstances.

One corpse explosion failed to kill a circle of demons. A group of skeletons rushed forward, and the curse was deepened by the damage. The dying demon could not escape the fate of death. Taking advantage of this momentum, the demon army was repelled in one fell swoop and forced to withdraw from the platform.

"Kill, kill, kill!" Gross was extremely aggressive. When he saw the demon retreat, he immediately teleported away from the stone fortress, waved the dark gold short stick, and sent a meteorite to chase after the demon.

"Kill."

Glasgow and Rafde, the loyal followers, followed their master closely, jumped off the stone fortress, and chased Gross to the passageway on the side of the platform.

The passages in the four directions of southeast, northwest, and northeast were blocked again. Without enough space, the demon army seemed powerless. The passageway that was large enough for four people to walk side by side became their nightmare. Every moment, countless demons were squeezed off the stone road by their own kind and lost in the mysterious shelter.

"Awesome." Lan Wu praised from the bottom of his heart. He envied the fierceness of the Lugaoin people. If all the professionals in the Rogue Camp had this kind of blood, not to mention Bishuboshu, even Andariel himself would definitely not be able to get away with it.

The Lugoyins won the game in one fell swoop. Lan Wu no longer paid attention. He refocused his attention on absorbing the magic energy. After a long period of absorption, the first small amulet finally lit up. The second small amulet also began to emit a faint light. He knew that this was not enough. Duriel had not appeared yet. The sudden invasion of the demons into the mysterious shelter must be related to Duriel. There was no reason for this big bug to gather a group of brothers just to tease the Lugoyins.

Glancing from the corner of his eye, Lan Wu saw Ende and Hank guarding behind him on the left and right, and couldn't help curling his lips. These two Dark Crows have a chance to fight Duriel. But he would rather believe that the sun will rise from the west than pin his hopes on them.

Half an hour later, the second small amulet lit up. The two small amulets were filled with magic power, and the absorption speed of the third small amulet was also increased by 30%.

The third, fourth, fifth... one by one, the small amulets were filled with magic power. Lan Wu was certain in his heart. Unexpectedly, a hand suddenly reached out from behind and pressed on his shoulder.

"Summon your clay golem and use all of these." Ende's gloomy voice echoed.

Can't I just want to play a soy sauce quietly?

Lan Wu frowned slightly. At present, only five small amulets are filled. Use them on the clay golem, and it can only be upgraded to level 35. This skill level is very embarrassing. The life of the clay golem at level 35 is not low, the recovery is not low, and the damage is not low. But it can't be compared with the Blessed Hammer Paladin and the Whirlwind Barbarian above level 60.

"I am to guard against Duriel." Lan Wu looked back at Ende and summoned the clay golem casually. The latter sneered and said nothing, not believing it at all.

Five small amulets were injected into the clay golem one by one. With the bonus of the five small amulets, the clay golem suddenly grew taller and turned into a huge golem nearly five meters tall.

The sudden appearance of the clay golem immediately attracted the attention of many people. When everyone saw that the clay golem, which was only two meters tall at most, had become nearly five meters tall, they were all shocked.

Roar.

As soon as the clay golem was fixed, it roared, making the ears of everyone nearby rumble. Ende and Hank were the first to bear the brunt and reacted subconsciously.

"Shut it up." Ende covered his ears and looked at Lan Wu in front of him angrily. Unexpectedly, there was no figure in front of him.

"Say hello to Barbara for me." Lan Wu landed on the clay golem's shoulder and turned back to wave at Ende. Just now, while the clay golem's roar attracted the attention of Ende and Hank, he took the opportunity to jump onto the clay golem's shoulder.

"Looking for death!" Ende's face turned pale and he jumped up. Unexpectedly, his face suddenly changed as soon as his legs left the ground. His body seemed to be pressed by a thousand-pound weight and he couldn't jump up at all.

"Goodbye." Lan Wu waved his hand with a smile and directed the clay golem to rush towards the passage ahead. The biggest advantage of the clay golem is the deceleration aura. The deceleration effect of the 35-level clay golem is an astonishing 69%, which is more than two-thirds of the normal value. In other words, a person's normal walking speed suddenly drops by two-thirds, which is really slower than a snail.

Ende watched Lan Wu sitting on the shoulder of the clay golem and striding into the distance, his teeth clenching.

This is the real backhand of that damned God of Grace.