Hail the King

Could it be... Fei suddenly thought of a possibility.

Could it be said that the space that the two entered after they fell into a coma was not just a simple dream, but a specific real space. Because the souls of the two girls were damaged and incomplete, they temporarily gathered in this space for some reason. Individuals cuddle up to each other for warmth in this mystical space.

In other words, the things that the two told each other would actually be firmly remembered by the other party, even if their souls were repaired by the [World Stone] and returned to the real world, they would still remember these things.

Thinking of this, Fei's heart skipped a beat, and he asked, By the way, what did you say to Ahn'Qiraj in that space?

Huh? Of course I've said everything. Angela told the story of you and him, and what happened when you were in Chambord City, and I also told her the story of me and you. Anyway, it's a dream. No one will know, I like that feeling, quietly listening to others tell you in the light world, what happened before we knew each other, and then quietly tell others about your killing demons in this world And monsters, things about saving the mainland, every time I hear your name, I will forget the loneliness and coldness in the dream, and the unprecedented peace.

Jelena recounted everything that had happened with great openness.

She is such a girl, without the shyness and cowardice of ordinary girls, she has great strength, is glamorous and brave, and also appears very generous in terms of feelings. Now that she has established a relationship with Fei, she will be generous. Holding Fei's hand, she calmly expressed her feelings for Fei. In her opinion, everything was taken for granted.

Elena, what if...well, I mean, if, if Angela knows everything you said in the dream, what should I do? Fei rolled his eyes and suddenly felt this Maybe a good thing.

Ah? If sister Angela knows, that's fine. I don't want to hide him, Sun. Sister Angela said in a dream that she doesn't mind the things between us. I think Angela Sister, she is a very good person. Elena said lightly.

Fei felt a faint sense of relief in his heart.

If it is really as I guessed, then this unexpected incident is actually a good thing. The two girls snuggled together for such a long time in that lonely and cold space, and they also took this opportunity to deepen their mutual understanding. Understand, on the basis of not having the slightest psychological defense, the two of them said everything clearly, which made each other agree with each other. On the contrary, it is more clumsy than Fei himself to ask Angela to explain everything, much better.

The two sat on the top of Mount Arreat for a while, Yi Lianna flicked off the white snow from Fei's shoulders, and smiled slightly: Sun, I know you want to spend more time with me, but we can't waste any more time.

Let me accompany you to destroy those demons from hell. Slaughter can bring strength. We must improve our strength as soon as possible to become stronger and protect sister Angela together. Things like ten days ago will never happen again.

Fei knew that the Valkyrie was thinking of himself, and was moved in his heart. He nodded and said: Okay, let's go together, the old rules, you have to stand behind me, you are not allowed to rush to the front, let my chest protect you.

En. Yi Lianna gently took Fei's hand.

Little hands are cold.

The two disappeared into the portal created by the [Town Return Scroll] in the distance.

In the next less than an hour, Fei brought Elena to the world of nightmare difficulty. Considering that the strength of the Valkyrie has not been improved in the past time, Fei did not directly enter the second act. map, but accompanied the Valkyrie from the first act of the big map nightmare difficulty [Rogge Camp], and carried out adaptive exercises to gradually improve her strength.

The huge experience points contained in the monsters in the world of nightmare difficulty made Elena's strength crazily improved.

It took the two of them less than an hour to complete the first three missions of the Nightmare Difficulty [Rogge Camp]. With Fei's assistance, Yi Lianna killed 460 monsters and got 4 One hundred and sixty drops of golden experience liquid, the strength has jumped from level 91 of normal difficulty to level 6 of nightmare difficulty, which can be called a qualitative change.

When the game time limit came that day, Fei had to leave the Dark World.

And Yi Lianna was bound by the power of the law of this world because she left the world of Diablo for too long in the previous ten days. Only after making up for the time spent can he be summoned to the real world by Fei again.

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A dark dungeon.

There were bursts of bleak wind howling.

The world covered with black moss is stained with blood, and the air is filled with an astonishing smell of rancidity. The rust and blood stains on the black iron torture tools are mixed together. The brazier made a crackling sound, which slightly drove away the coldness of this dark dungeon.

My lord, be careful where you step, this way please. The skinny and ugly jailer led the way respectfully.

Passing through more than a dozen steel fences with twists and turns, Fei came to a somewhat spacious and dry torture room. The flames were burning inside, the air was filled with the smell of coal, and the steel torture instruments were burning red. There was a soft whistle, and four half-naked strong men respectfully knelt on one knee to salute.

On the wall in the depths of the stone chamber torture room, two sets of handcuffs and anklets hanging on half the wall firmly fixed the two embarrassed figures on the wall, and there were thick iron chains engraved with magic patterns on their bodies. From time to time, the light yellow earth magic radiance flashed, and it was so strong that it was difficult for the two of them to move no matter how they struggled.

It's you... ah ah, it's you, King Chambord, let me go...

Hearing the sound of footsteps, one of the figures hanging on the wall raised his head with difficulty. After seeing Fei's figure, he paused slightly, and finally struggled crazily, howling like a wounded beast. Resentment and fear surged in his eyes, his limbs trembled violently, driving the iron chains on his body, and a series of metal clanging sounds came out.

This person is the second disciple of Daxue Mountain, Doni, who is at the lower level of the New Moon class.

And the other person who was chained beside Doni, with a much calmer expression, was the former strongman, the controller of the Great Snow Mountain Martial Arts Holy Land [Snow Mountain Hermit].

Clap clap!

The skinny jailer shook his hand and whipped him over with a few whips, and immediately ripped apart Doni's white robe, cursing: Damn you bastard, how dare you be so rude when you see the incomparably noble Lord Alexander coming? Bah! Do you think you are still the high-ranking moon-level expert? These few whips are just to make you realize your situation, and remember it for me. Boy, you are now a prisoner of an adult, even a lowly slave. Why not...

The whip in the jailer's hand is a special torture whip, with spikes woven into the whip, and when it is swung violently, the skin will be torn apart immediately when it is whipped, and Doni has been sealed by the undead power of the undead bone dragon Arthur at this time He was full of vindictiveness, no different from ordinary people, after these few whips, Doni's skin was torn apart, and he wailed endlessly.

Stop! You...Alexander, you are also a warrior, why do you want to insult the glory of a warrior like this, and let such a lowly jailer insult a first-level warrior? Seeing this scene, it seemed that the vital pain was suddenly poked , the expression of [Snow Mountain Hermit] could not continue to be calm, so he stopped talking loudly.

Fei waved his hand, signaling the jailer to step aside.

A lowly jailer? I really don't think there is anything lowly about my jailer. He is just completing his work. He has worked hard in this dark dungeon for more than ten years. He works hard, abides by accusations, and relies on his own hands and Working life, live dignifiedly, live with incomparable dignity... Fei slowly sat on the soft animal skin chair that had been prepared in the middle of the punishment room, and asked with a sneer, How can such a person be so low?

You... [Snow Mountain Hermit] was speechless for a moment.

The strong in Azeroth are respected, and only the high and strong can enjoy unlimited glory. In the eyes of the strong, ordinary people are no different from lowly slaves. It is a shameful insult for a lowly jailer to flog a strong man of the moon level, but after being refuted by Fei, [Snow Mountain Hermit] clearly knows that these 'fallible reasons' are wrong, but he doesn't know how to refute them.

On the other hand, the skinny and ugly jailer stopped Fei's words, but couldn't help but trembled excitedly on the side, his skinny arms exposed to the outside were covered with blue veins, and his cloudy old eyes were moist. Countless ideas were worked in the Qicheng dungeon. As time went by, the cruel life obliterated all dreams. In order to survive for himself and his family, he has been working in this dungeon for more than 20 years, and he can only go out to meet his family every ten days. Once, the gloomy and cold environment made him gradually change from a handsome young man to the ghostless person he is today, and to a monster that everyone in the dungeon fears but normal people despise...

He had heard of the deeds of the Alexandrians.

I have heard about the deeds of Lord Alexander who rode thousands of miles alone and ran into the 60,000 Ajax army alone to rescue Lord Ribery. I heard that Lord Alexander defeated the Ajax prince and commander with one punch. The feat of making more than 60,000 Ajax sand ghosts dare not attack the city for half a month...

These dreamlike deeds are exactly the scenes that belonged to the jailer who had dreamed countless times when he was young.

But now he is so humble.

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