Chapter 10 Am I Self-Inflicted?

This sudden and unexpected encounter left both sides stunned.

Fang Zheng did not expect these cultists to be teleported directly from the teleportation array to this cellar. After all, in the game, when players go to Watson, they see a town engulfed by flames, and there are evil spirits everywhere. believers. Therefore, it is natural to think that these cultists have invaded Watson. But thinking about it now, if Watson's priest is indeed a cult, then of course the teleportation array here can also be connected to Magda's lair, which is also normal.

And the cultists obviously didn't expect to meet Fangzheng in this secret cellar. Judging from the other party's dress, he looked like a militiaman, but how could ordinary militiamen enter here? Could it be that he is also his companion?

"you………"

The leader of the cultists looked at Fangzheng, and was about to say something, only to see Fangzheng rushing over, and then he held Frostmourne tightly in both hands and waved forward hard!

The first strike is stronger, and the later strike suffers!

There are more than ten cultists sent over this time, and it is not known if they are their vanguard. Now, if Fangzheng wants to escape, it must be too late, so he should just grab the first opportunity and kill him by surprise!

Crusaders Strike!

As Fangzheng swung out his sword, Frostmourne in his hand trembled again, and the dazzling holy light suddenly erupted, illuminating the dim cellar in front of him like a flash bomb, and this also made those who had just teleported over and had not figured it out yet. The cultist in this situation instinctively raised his hand and blocked himself in front of him.

And this time, the Crusader Strike, which had raised a proficiency level, erupted with a power that Fangzheng had never imagined.

As Fangzheng swung his sword down, several holy symbols in the shape of a cross suddenly appeared around the sword. They shot out like heavy hammers, hitting the cultists heavily, and then they exploded with a flash of brilliance. , and those cultists were immediately blown out, slammed into the wall behind, and collapsed to the ground.

so powerful?

Seeing this scene, Fang Zheng couldn't help but be surprised. He didn't expect Crusader Strike to be so exaggerated after it was upgraded to an area skill. It almost matched the skills of Nephalem in the dark world... But carefully imagine that both are the same. It is not surprising that this kind of change will occur if it is done by a company.

Is it because in the dark world, so the Crusaders strike skills become like this?

In any case, this is obviously a welcome change for Fang Zheng, so the thought just flashed through his mind for a moment, and then quickly disappeared. Then Fangzheng clenched the long sword in his hand and pulled it back, and along with Fangzheng's movements, the golden light particles left by the cross symbols that had originally exploded and cracked around also seemed to be attracted to Frostmourne. Then, Fangzheng. Aim at the cultist in front of him and stab him hard.

"what---!!"

The blade that turned into light instantly pierced the head of the cultist's chest. Before he could move, he screamed and collapsed to the ground without moving. And Fang Zheng also took advantage of the situation to withdraw his sword, cut it to the side again with force, and successfully took down two heads. But just as he was about to continue his efforts, a dark shadow suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Roar---!!"

A dark, strange looking hellhound suddenly appeared, roared and opened his mouth, biting down at Fangzheng. Facing the Hellhound's attack, Fang Zheng had to choose to give up. With his sword, he forced the Hellhound back, which was about to rush to his side, and then looked forward again.

At this moment, several other cultists also stood up and began to raise their hands, summoning their evil servants. Soon, they saw black holes appearing in front of them, and then evil servants of different shapes walked out of them and blocked Fang Zheng.

These cultists really seem to have two brushes.

Seeing that the other party was able to recover so quickly, Fang Zheng also sighed inwardly, and at the same time silently raised the threat level of the cultists in this world a lot. In the previous battle with the living dead, Fangzheng discovered that the combat power in the real dark world and the game are completely different things.

To put it bluntly, the game experience in the eyes of RMB players and African players is too far apart!

In the game, the soft living dead who will not fight back no matter how hard they fight, have the strength and defense of a tyrant in reality. And these cultists who should have been bullied casually, their fighting qualities are no less than first-class warriors.

Or are you playing on Nightmare difficulty?

Facts have also proved that these cultists are indeed not soft persimmons. After using the summoned monsters to form a human wall, they immediately raised their hands and began to chant loudly. Founder.

not good!

Looking at these scorching bright red fireballs, Fang Zheng also screamed secretly, and then he hurriedly rolled on the spot and hid on the other side of the platform. Immediately afterwards, he heard an explosion accompanied by a "boom boom", the platform began to tremble wildly, and the hot air roared past Fang Zheng. He even saw countless firelights scattered and landed on the table and chair cabinets around the cellar. , and soon, the entire cellar began to burn in these flames. For a while, thick smoke billowed, and hot air came from the surface. Looking around, you could only see a swaying bright red.

"Damn, why do cultists like to set fires?"

While enduring the billowing smoke, Fang Zheng couldn't help but complain in a low voice. At this time, the entire basement was already a sea of ​​fire, and the exit had been completely blocked. Now Fangzheng has no way to enter the earth, there are cultists in front, and a sea of ​​fire behind. Besides, Fangzheng didn't have any useful props and equipment except a handful of Frostmourne. When he killed the living dead before, he didn't find anything good, and now he was wearing a militia suit! If you continue to be burned like this, you will only have a dead end!

Only fight!

Thinking of this, Fang Zheng no longer hesitated. Those cultists seemed to have a way to survive in this environment, but he couldn't bear it. Therefore, Fangzheng decisively touched a piece of gravel from his hand, and then threw it in the direction of the cultist!

"Clang!"

I don't know what the stone hit, and it made a loud sound. At this moment, the cultists and the monsters they summoned also turned their heads and looked at the place where the sound came from. Seeing this scene, Fang Zheng's heart moved.

It's now! !

At the moment when the cultists shifted their attention, Fangzheng stretched out his hand to hold down the platform, jumped over and over, and then he lifted Frostmourne straight, turning his sword into a storm and rushing directly to the enemy in front of him!

Soon, the shining holy light appeared again, and with a loud "bang", the hell monster blocking Fang Zheng suddenly flew upside down, and Fang Zheng took the opportunity to step forward and stabbed Frostmourne with a sword. Into the heart of the cult behind the hell monster. He is not as powerful as the Crusaders, and can directly turn into a human-shaped cannonball and rush in, so Fangzheng can only choose this stupid method.

"kill him!!"

At this moment, Fangzheng heard the roar of the cultists again. He hurriedly rolled on the spot and felt a scorching burning sensation rubbing down his back, accompanied by a "bang" explosion. With the sound, the cultist who had been pierced by Fangzheng had been hit by the flying fireball and exploded completely, and Fangzheng was also blown backwards and rolled away by the airflow.

Simply unlucky! !

At this moment, Fang Zhengzhou was in burning pain, and he could even feel that his shoulder was numb, as if a piece was missing, and he couldn't even use his strength. He is also very depressed in his heart, his life is really bitter, he died unexpectedly in his previous life, and he finally reincarnated to the present, either being chased or killed... Who is he provoking? How could you be in such a situation? My grandma used to help cross the road too?

If you point your back, you will blame the society!

It's just that the current Fangzheng doesn't have time to take revenge on the society. He turned over and planned to get up from the ground, but soon Fangzheng found that his right hand was not pressing on the ground, but was pressing on a hard, carved piece of wood. Patterned slate!

found it! !

Fang Zheng looked overjoyed, and hurriedly looked to his hand, and then he saw a teleportation formation carved from slate beside him, exuding dazzling brilliance!

right here!

Looking at the teleportation formation in front of him, Fang Zheng rolled on the spot without hesitation, and slumped directly into the teleportation formation. Of course, the reason why he attacked this group of cultists was not because he wanted to lose both, his only purpose was to teleport! As long as he can enter the teleportation array, Fangzheng can leave here and return to...

"Shh."

what's the situation?

Fangzheng looked around blankly. He remembered that he had just entered the teleportation formation, but before he could activate the teleportation channel to Tristram, he saw the scene in front of him suddenly change, the cellar that was burning with flames. Gone, and in its place is a dim, gloomy, eerie hall.

Then, a woman's voice rang in Fang Zheng's ear.

"Who are you?"

Fangzheng turned his head and looked towards the place where the sound came from. He saw a woman in scantily clad clothes with two butterfly-like bugs lying on either side of her body floating in the air, staring at him coldly. In front of her, there were dozens of cultists wearing robes.

"I……………"

Seeing this woman, Fang Zheng was also speechless—isn't this the leader of the cult group, and the culprit behind Deckard Cain's death, Magda?

Am I self-inflicted?