Chapter 60 Tristram

Lan Wu lay on the ground breathing heavily. The final full-strength leap completely exhausted the last bit of his energy. He only felt that his throat was dry and on fire, and there was not even a drop of saliva in his mouth. Between his breaths, it was like a fire burning the tender muscles in his mouth.

Kane and Warrod were not feeling well either. The two men who lacked physical strength almost died of exhaustion from the previous rush. Then Lan Wu's full throw made them feel that it would be better to die.

Only Erin remained consistent. She seemed not to be affected in any way, she raised her head and looked around numbly, occasionally looking back at Lan Wu, with a flash of regret in her eyes.

There is no way to feed him the potion like before.

After resting for nearly two hours, Lan Wu sat up with his sore and swollen body. As soon as he sat up, he felt a cramping pain in his abdomen, and he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Erin's eyes lit up, and she immediately took out a bottle of mild healing potion and threw it at Lan Wu. There was only a crisp sound as the minor healing potion shattered. The blood-red potion poured all over Lan Wu's head and face.

"Just hand it to me, thank you." Lan Wu raised his pale face blankly. He knew that this little girl fell in love with this kind of dog-walking exercise. He took out a bottle of mild healing potion and drank it to relieve the cramping pain in his abdomen, while looking up.

Here is an abandoned city wall. The remaining wall, which is just over one meter high, is nearly five meters wide. There were gravels of different sizes everywhere, and there was even dry moss left on them. Lan Wu and his party happened to be on the edge of this rocky beach that was nearly fifty meters wide.

"Tristram, it's true. This is really Tristram." Caine knelt on the ground with tears in his eyes, tremblingly picked up a handful of dry soil, and buried his head in it. Sniffing the soil, he murmured to himself as if dreaming: "This is the last ruins of the Horadrim clan. I can finally set foot on this land in person..."

Lan Wu smiled, ignored it, took out another bottle of mild healing potion and drank it. Kane in the game is the last descendant of the Horadrim clan. But the Kane in front of him is a title heir. Finding Tristram after so many years is not a waste of inheriting the spirit of the Horadrim.

"He is a descendant of the Horadrim family?" Lanya covered her mouth and looked at Kane who was completely immersed in joy in disbelief.

Lan Wu was noncommittal and just smiled. Unexpectedly, Lanya's next words stunned him: "How come there are still descendants of the Horadrim clan?"

"Huh?" Lan Wu was stunned.

"I know the last descendant of the Horadrim. But he unfortunately died at the hands of Andariel in the war that year. I buried him with my own hands." Lanya looked a little sad, obviously thinking of her. Not good memories.

"Is his name Deckard Kane?" Lan Wu looked strange.

"You also know about him? I thought no one knew that there was such a profound scholar." Lanya was a little surprised.

Lan Wu smiled, took out a bottle of mild healing potion from the space bag and drank it. Of course he knew about Deckard Cain. Anyone who has played Diablo 2 will know this NPC that runs throughout. Suddenly he was stunned, and his hair stood on end.

Why are games and this world so similar?

The more he thought about it, the more terrible it became. It seems that there is a mysterious person hiding behind the scenes who controls all of this. He didn't like this feeling of being controlled. After a moment of silence, he took the initiative to change the topic, raised his chin and pointed at Kane: "His name is also Kane, but it's just a title."

"Oh." Lanya suddenly understood and smiled to herself: "Maybe he has obtained the inheritance left by Kane."

This heavy topic was just brushed aside. Lanya then raised her head and looked around, and hesitantly raised her hand to point to the east, which is the other end of the broken wall: "I remember that over there is the monastery abandoned by the Horadrim family that Kane once mentioned. The doom of mankind is just right. That’s where it really opens up.”

Lan Wu looked along Lan Ya's hand. This majestic city wall stretches to the horizon as far as the eye can see. He also knew the history of Tristram. The demon god Diavolo is sealed beneath the monastery abandoned by the Horadrim. Under the influence of its magic, King Leoric, who ruled Tristram, was eventually transformed from a wise monarch into one of the culprits of Tristram's destruction.

But he did not know the location of the monastery.

Then Warrod regained his composure. He raised his head and looked around blankly, and asked: "Is this the Tristram that was destroyed by the devil in history?"

Lan Wu stood up, drank a slight healing potion, walked to Warrod and stretched out his right hand: "Is it Tristram? Let us verify it ourselves."

"Of course." Warrod smiled reservedly and stood up with Lan Wu's hand.

"Lord Kane, are you interested in visiting the abandoned monastery of the Horadrim clan?" Lan Wu looked at Kane not far away, not showing any fear at all.

Kane suddenly woke up from his joy when he heard Lanwu mention the abandoned monastery of the Horadrim clan. He was in high spirits and took the lead: "I inherited Kane's title and came to this sealed land. Of course, I must follow the footsteps of the legend and find the monastery myself."

Lan Wu and Wu looked at each other and smiled, called Irene, and followed Kane together.

It has to be said that Kane, the heir to the title, is not in vain. He had apparently ascertained the correct location of the monastery from the vast history. Along the way, Lan Wu saw that he always followed the direction pointed by Lan Ya, and knew that this bald old man did have some abilities.

This majestic city wall was completely destroyed. The ruins of different heights fully showed Lan Wu and his party the cruel scene when the demons ravaged the city.

Beyond the ruins, there was no complete house in the city. The broken houses still had traces of being ravaged by the fire. Occasionally, a burnt hand bone was exposed under the ruins, and there were even deep scratches on the hard stones on the ground. Obviously, the poor dead man was still alive when he was pressed under the collapsed house, and it was the ruins on his body and the raging fire that took away his last bit of life. So that the only traces he left in this world were only a corpse and scratches on the ground that symbolized painful struggle.

Suddenly, a blue blade demon came out of the ruins. It was obviously lost and failed to keep up with the blade demon army led by Lakanishu. Just after getting out of the ruins, it turned around and ran away as soon as it saw Lan Wu and his party.

"Erin!" Lan Wu had no time to change his weapon and had to remind Erin.

A small fire-making device immediately flew out of Irene's hand, drew a beautiful parabola in the air, and landed accurately on the head of the lone blade demon.

With an explosion, the blade demon was instantly killed by Irene's flame explosion. Lan Wu rubbed Irene's head, drank a bottle of mild healing potion, and gave a thumbs up with satisfaction to show his admiration.

Irene obviously lacked experience in dealing with such situations. She looked up at Lan Wu woodenly, suddenly yawned a little, lay down on the ground and closed her eyes. After a while, a slight snoring sound came.

Pretending to sleep again to escape reality.

Lan Wu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he had to go forward and pull Irene up, shaking his head helplessly: "I said don't pretend to sleep in front of the person you want to deceive. If someone praises you, you give him a thumbs up to show that you are happy."

Irene thought about it carefully, then nodded, and stepped aside woodenly.

At this time, Lan Ya had completed the possession. She carried the bone scepter and shield and walked in front at Lan Wu's signal to lead the way.

There were quite a few blade demons following Lacanishu into Tristram. When they reached the end of the abandoned city wall, Afaf and Bruna had already completed the possession. Volod also summoned the five skeletons within his ability. And there were more than a dozen gold coins and a piece of junk blue equipment in their space bags.

"The ruins of the monastery are over there." Lan Ya told Lan Wu through the magic contract.

"Look, there is the abandoned monastery." Kane danced with joy and shouted almost at the same time as Lan Ya. He walked towards the monastery in a hurry, completely forgetting that this was Tristram, which had been sealed for thousands of years.

Lan Wu looked up and saw that there was indeed a magnificent monastery with a decayed atmosphere a few hundred meters away from the ruins. He was about to remind Kane to be careful of undead creatures such as corpses infected by the demon god, when he suddenly saw a group of blade demons coming out of the ruins in front of him on the right. There was a blade demon in the middle that was obviously different from the others, with a yellowish body.

Lakanishu.

Lan Wu was stunned. He had never thought that he would encounter Lakanishu again in this place. He looked up at Lakanishu, who was about a few hundred meters away, and called out to Kane, who was focusing all his attention on the monastery: "Wait, Lakanishu is coming."

Kane seemed to be oblivious and walked towards the monastery in oblivion.

Lan Wu thought about it and gave up. He drank another bottle of mild healing potion and immediately called Irene to rush over. Volod looked at the increasing number of blade demons a few hundred meters away, and decisively stayed where he was to command five skeletons to chase Lan Wu.

Lan Ya and the other three skeletons rushed into the blade demons first. The white bone scepter flew, instantly knocking down a large number of blade demons. With a flash of cold light, the bone spear shot into the area where the blade demons were most densely concentrated with deadly poison. The poison spread, and in just a dozen seconds, at least twenty poisoned blade demons had fallen to the ground.

Compared to Lan Ya and the other two, Afafu was the most sturdy. As a skeleton archer, she slaughtered the blade demons wantonly. The bone bow was either chopped or strangled, and all the blade demons that stood in front of her died of broken bones or had their heads cruelly strangled to death.

The three skeletons slaughtered the blade demons wantonly. The huge and thick clay stone demon arrived immediately, swung up its arms that were still covered with gravel, and violently knocked down one blade demon after another.

However, the most sharp one was Irene. Traps were set up one after another. The raging fire swept away in an instant, engulfing at least hundreds of blade demons.

The blade demons wailed in the fire and were burned to charcoal in just a few seconds. More blade demons were driven into the sea of ​​fire by Lan Ya and the other three skeletons with first-class combat talents like driving away chicks.

And at this moment, Lan Wu once again faced Lakanishu.

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