foreigner's journey

Chapter 1298 Abandoned son?

Forcing himself to look away from the insect arrow, the doctor asked:
"This time it's a three-way battle. Do we need to send a messenger to form an alliance with one of the camps? I think a young man from the human world would be suitable, especially Santa Claus, who is famous for his warm-heartedness."

Emperor Huai's eyes lit up: "Then we can use our allies as cannon fodder, and when they fight the enemy and both sides are defeated, we can catch them all in one fell swoop... I like this idea, father-in-law!"

"If you want to form an alliance, you must abide by the rules! I cannot tolerate people saying one thing in front of you and another behind your back!"

Quetzalcoatl roared sternly.

The minotaur snorted, "Is betraying the covenant also a manifestation of being a bull? The great Minotaur will not sit idly by and watch the NTR plot."

The four of them immediately started arguing.

"Everyone, please be patient."

The great puppet's magnetic bass voice sounded, and everyone was startled and stopped arguing.

He sat on the blood-bone throne, playing with the insect arrow in his hand, and said slowly:
“The fact that the prize pool has accumulated to this extent shows that there are other powerful figures besides me.

Considering the bad taste of the organizers in the past, this three-way foreign war is likely to follow the rule of 'two strong and one weak'. "

The Minotaur blinked, puzzled: "What do you mean? What do you mean by two super and one weak?"

The doctor explained: "Sometimes the three-way battle in the foreign war is just a sleight of hand, and one of the camps is a discarded pawn, a consumable used to create atmosphere.

What the organizers really want to see at this time is a fight between two super-strong camps, not a three-way game.”

Emperor Huai said slowly: "In other words, it is very likely that one of the three camps this time is a discarded pawn?"

"Very likely. The three camps are not equal this time. Heaven and Hell are evenly matched and neither side can easily invade the other's base camp, but the Sanctuary camp is different."

Quetzalcoatl frowned and analyzed:
“The Sanctuary has no secrets in the eyes of Heaven and Hell, and both camps can enter the Sanctuary at any time.

The great puppet's stand-in 'Expedition' has already shown us that all the Nephalem died a violent death. Someone entered the Diablo world before us and took the lead in strangling the protagonists of these games in the cradle.

The Sanctuary camp is finished, they are abandoned by the organizers."

"It seems like it's not even worth winning over." The doctor sneered and whispered to the potted plant, "Gudelia, it's a good thing we weren't randomly assigned to a shelter, right?"

Emperor Huai scratched the small tree bud that suddenly appeared on his cheek and said, "It can be compared with the great puppet. Could it be... Spiral?"

"It can't be Cosmo. He doesn't like to follow the rules set by the organizers. If there is a spiral entering the Heaven's side, I guess it's either the Fate Singer or the Mercury Serpent.

It's going to be a tough battle no matter which one it is, but we can win it."

The insect arrow in the great puppet's hand disappeared, and he turned his head slightly to look at the feathered serpent:

"Go and inform the demon army to gather as many as possible. The place of the final battle will be--"

………………

"Chaos Realm!"

At the top of the silver tower filled with silver light, Mara exclaimed:

"Will you place the decisive battle there?"

This was once the supreme meeting hall of the Angris Council, where the five supreme archangels stood at their respective seats to discuss important matters.

They are the Archangel of Valor Impalus, the Archangel of Justice Tyrael, the Archangel of Destiny Isreal, the Archangel of Wisdom Malthael, and the Archangel of Hope Auriel.

Now, justice has fallen, destiny is asleep, hope is lost, bravery is gone, and wisdom has perished.

Standing on the Angris committee seat were four outsiders.

"The Eternal Battlefield?"

The Star Painter, who was sitting in the seat of justice and wrapped in a robe, laughed softly:
“In fact, there is no better place for the battle between heaven and hell. I can’t wait to paint that magnificent eternal battle.”

"The Eternal Battlefield in the Chaos Realm was once the battlefield where angels and demons fought each other for eternity. I believe that the Hell Camp has also chosen the Eternal Battlefield as the venue for the foreign war. After all, it is strong enough to withstand the destruction of outsiders."

The mercury snake sat on the seat of wisdom at the top of the silver tower, with his hands behind his head, speaking lazily:

"The Angris Committee has neglected its duties. We, the temporary officials, need to set an example for our predecessors and end this eternal war in one fell swoop."

On the heroic seat, Miao Chi was eager to try excitedly: "I can't wait. I will crush those lowly bastards who have defected to Hell along with the entire Eternal Battlefield!"

Mara stood on the Seat of Hope and looked at Mercury Snake from afar. The latter lay on the Seat of Wisdom and adjusted his posture comfortably, looking like he was going to take a nap.

With Mr. Mercury Snake in charge of the high-level Heaven camp, both Miao Chi and Star Painter were very relaxed, even himself.

Indeed, Mr. Mercury Snake is invincible because the life tools he holds are the legendary three treasures of the God of Dreams.

God-level life tool!

The Mercury Snake, which holds the three treasures of Oneiroi, is impossible to defeat.

Mara clenched her fists and pursed her lips.

Won!
………………

In the Slaughterhouse Inn, Nicholas sat at the bar, lost in thought, his fingers slowly stroking his thick white beard.

After a long while, he stood up and looked at Heather:
"It seems that the shelter camp we are in is abandoned."

"Oh? Why do you say that?" Heather was peeling an apple from the kitchen with a fruit knife.

"When you broke the mark, I smelled a faint smell of sulfur. It was undoubtedly the work of the Hell Camp."

Nicholas exhaled slowly, his tone pessimistic:
"The armies of Hell and Heaven are almost endless, and there are four devil kings and five archangels... well, four archangels, more likely three.

But no matter what, the Sanctuary, having lost all the Nephalem, could not compete with these two factions.

Look at the number of outsiders. So far, there are only you and me in the shelter. Doesn't this prove something is wrong?"

Heather took a bite of the apple and frowned at the sourness. It took her a while to recover.

“Why can’t it be this line of thinking—

There are three factions, and the reason why there are only two people in the Sanctuary is because the organizers believe that the Sanctuary faction, which has lost all the Nephalem, only needs the two of us outsiders to fight against the other factions."

Nicholas was stunned for a moment, then he covered his face with his hands and squatted on the ground weakly: "Don't you know what my level is... Maybe compared to those weak outsiders, I am quite capable. But facing the 'monsters', I am not even qualified to warm up the opponent. If we can hold on until the second stage, then you can find a camp to switch to."

"What about you?" Heather tilted her head.

"When there is only one foreigner left in a camp, he is not allowed to switch camps. Similarly, even if you switch camps, you need the consent of the leader of the camp you defected to. The so-called leader is the foreigner who made the highest contribution in the foreign war."

Nicholas rubbed his cheeks slowly, trying to relax himself. "I have always been kind to others. Maybe there are foreigners in other camps who have dealt with me before. They may spare my life then... What are you doing?"

He saw Heather walk over to Leah, who was sleeping beside the fire, and put a waterproof cloak on the girl, then stand up and start to move her body.

"Honey, is everything done?"

Who is he talking to? Nicholas wondered.

Then, he saw a very beautiful black-haired girl appear silently beside Heather. She had a cold expression and a thin figure, as fragile as porcelain.

Nanami's voice was as cold as her temperament: "This is an illusion cast on the entire world. It will take a little longer. Please be patient."

Huh? Another stranger? Nicholas rubbed his eyes. He sensed a stranger's aura from the girl opposite him.

At this time, Nanami gently clasped her hands together in front of her, and her beautiful big eyes turned into a cross-shaped Mangekyō Sharingan pattern for a moment.

"I have already inquired with the Sanctuary World. All the Nephalem have been killed. The murderer deliberately hid his figure. The Sanctuary World cannot determine his identity, but he is definitely not a foreigner in the Sanctuary World.

It can now be confirmed that there are no spies from Heaven or Hell in the Tristram area where the Cow Slaughterhouse is located, so please rest assured."

After hearing Nanashi's report, Heather laughed and snapped her fingers.

Immediately afterwards, one figure after another appeared beside him.

"Guys, it's time to get to work."