"I'm going to go in and take a look now.
After all, we can’t let a warrior who is weaker than me face a strong enemy.”
Craig tilted his head and said.
Following this movement, his head moved closer to the shadow rat that was constantly gnawing at his flesh and blood.
So the greedy, never-ending rat gnawed hard on his face.
But Craig didn't say anything about it.
It's just flesh and blood being eaten away, so it's not a big problem for Craig.
At most, it was only accompanied by severe pain, which was nothing compared to the feeling of facing death when he was weak.
"Are you going to go with me? Or do you and I choose to go in a different direction?"
Steve asked seriously.
For them at this time, the dark fog in front of them was an unknown.
Although they are no longer considered weak, there is something in this terrifying world that they still need to be careful about.
If you travel together, the dogs can help each other a lot.
But you can also get more intelligence by working separately.
After knowing the name of Rakanos, no one will be arrogant.
After all, there are only a few people in this world who do not feel despair.
"Let's act separately.
After all, I still carry this greedy rat with me.
If necessary, I will use my own methods to spawn more shadow rats.
If everything comes to worst, letting the shadow rats devour Rakanos is also an option."
When Craig said this, a shadow flashed in his eyes.
The lethality of the shadow rat swarm does not require much elaboration.
Except for Baal, the Demon God of Destruction, no one has a good way to deal with this thing.
These little guys are a kind of life, but their unique way of existence makes their existence a bit similar to Leoric's blasphemy against life.
These things can be killed, but the shadow remains.
Shadow Rats is not just a name, but the most essential description of the state of these little mice.
The shadows will not be extinguished, and the rats will not be extinguished.
And mice can shape shadows into the world.
It can even be said that Hamelin's death itself was an accident.
A legendary demon capable of carrying the Shadow Rat, if they had not met Orak, who was considered the strongest at that time, they would probably have continued to wreak havoc.
"Then I'll take the first step.
If there is a chance, I hope to save some people."
Steve is very determined in his business.
But Craig could hear a sense of helplessness from it.
They have all experienced the horror of demons, and no ordinary person has left this black mist for such a long time.
They have already prepared for the worst.
Do you expect demons to be kind to humans?
This joke is a bit more ridiculous than the fact that the devils of hell would help humans.
The demon kings of hell will still provide help to humans for their own benefit.
But demons will never be kind to humans!
"I'll go in later.
If we encounter any problems inside, who in the outside world can delay time?"
Craig seemed to be asking Steve what he meant.
But he didn't wait for Steve's answer.
Because Steve plunged into the black fog when he finished his first sentence!
Plains of Despair…
The plain itself is the body of Rakanos.
Rakanos has the largest size among demons, but he basically doesn't use all of himself.
…
"You can smell the devil everywhere, but you can't see the devil.
So there’s only one answer, right? Racanos, why are you hiding in the shadows to observe a poor Crusader?”
Steve's voice rang out in the empty plain of despair.
His power is constantly sending out trembling reminders.
The instinct of the Crusader is constantly telling Steve that the King of Despair is nearby.
"Okay, I'm coming out now.
I have to say that as one of the few Nephalems who have come to the Plains of Despair in countless years, you have the same keen sense of smell as the previous Rumlow."
The figure of Lakanos appeared in front of Steve.
It still looks the same, but the size is not as exaggerated as what Gruchak faced.
"Lakanos, I would be lying to you if I said I have admired the name for a long time.
After all, I only learned your name recently.
But it is enough for me to know that you are an unforgivable devil."
As Steve spoke, the tower shield in his hand stood heavily on the ground.
This is a posture to guard against impact.
The shield is tilted, and Steve uses his body as a support for the shield.
When the impact comes, as long as he doesn't fall down, the shield can block the opponent's impact.
Such an action is undoubtedly a sign of weakness.
"Crusader? May I know your name?"
Norwald? Gregan? Or Johanna?"
Lakanos looked very relaxed when he looked at Steve.
This uncrowned king of demons has the right to despise his opponents like this.
After all, if it were a home battle, not even half of the Seven Demon Kings of Hell would be able to defeat him.
Crusader Norward, the legend passed down by this Crusader is called Norward's Zeal.
It is a two-piece legendary set.
Flail charge flail, tower shield war horse shield...
The fighting method of this Crusader Army is more like a guerrilla warfare type.
Moreover, they are the crusaders who like to use war horses to drag demons on long-distance raids.
Perhaps in their eyes, cruelty to demons does not violate their kindness as crusaders.
Human kindness should only be given to humans.
This is the deepest obsession of the Crusaders named Norward.
And Gregan...
To be continued...