The Creators: From Night City

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Of course, there's also a considerable amount of ether.

"boom!"

A deformed bony claw-like foot slashed at the wall. The entity behind the scenes was thoroughly enraged by Jiang Bing's humiliation and rammed its massive body against the invisible wall, attempting to project its power into the mortal world.

However, the so-called 'sanctuary barrier' it claimed to have was impenetrable. Without the 'guidance' of insiders, it remained unmoved despite its frenzied attacks, firmly blocking all intrusions.

Finally, the other party took a deep look at the golden flame representing Jiang Bing, and its plump, bean worm-like body slowly retreated into the darkness as its dozens of secondary legs wriggled beneath it.

"I'll remember you, you maggot!"

Before Jiang Bing could react, the other party turned off their microphone, ending this invisible confrontation.

Although the encounter came out of nowhere and ended rather abruptly, Jiang Bing still managed to sense some of the locations where these souls belonged through the mysterious link.

Endless rivers of lava surged across the vast burning plains, where countless monsters clashed and howled, scalding lava flew through the air, and endless skeletons covered the ground, their wails echoing eternally.

That place is hell.

A veritable hell.

Chapter 683 Rakanishu

Jiang Bing glanced at the large rat on the ground, which was now nothing but ashes, and truly never expected that these little things could be associated with hell.

But that creature that seemed to be a demon lord was a bit too stingy. Was it worth going to such lengths for just a few souls?

mean!

The souls of demons are immortal; this is a rule written into this world.

Demon souls can be twisted, imprisoned, transformed, scattered, or even devoured, but they will eventually return to the Burning Hell and be resurrected.

Therefore, the other party was not angry because of these few souls, but purely because Jiang Bing had slapped them in the face.

When a big shot loses face, a small person has to go to great lengths to make up for it.

Lacanishu is a happy Fallen leader.

This was several months after it was summoned from Hell to the sanctuary by the great demon Baal, though the exact time had long since become unclear to it, but that didn't stop it from being very happy.

As a Fallen leader, it doesn't need to care about the lives of its subordinates. Few Fallen beings care about their lives or their deaths. At least Rakanishu doesn't care, since no matter how many Fallen beings die, they will keep popping up from all sorts of corners.

Although the wind was strong in the rocky wilderness, it was still much better than the high-temperature steam of the burning area.

In addition, food is often delivered to its door, giving it a treat and making it feel that this is what life is like for the Great Demon God.

It scratched its blue skin, and its short body moved as fast as lightning. In a flash, it ran to the wooden stake in front of its camp, ready to treat itself to a delicious midnight snack.

A woman's corpse was impaled on a wooden stake about the thickness of an average person's calf. The stake entered her lower body and exited through her collarbone, and fresh blood was still flowing down the stake, indicating the freshness of the 'ingredient'.

This is a Rogue, or rather a wanderer, an armed force of the Blind Sisterhood. Each of them is a powerful marksman and has the potential to become a warrior comparable to the Amazons.

But Rogge in front of him had already lost that opportunity.

She looked up at the sky, her mouth agape, her contorted face and convulsing limbs silently conveying the agony of being pierced alive.

This is what happens when someone is captured alive by a demon. Compared to humans who fall into the hands of other demons, her suffering is not the most severe.

At the very least, the methods of torture employed by Andariel, the tormentor who occupied the monastery, were far more brutal than those of piercing through wooden stakes.

But Lacanishu had no sympathy for the grotesque corpse; all it could see was its desire for food.

Wielding his scimitar, he easily severed one of the young Rogge's thighs and placed it on the fire to roast.

It likes to eat legs; the thighs of women wearing yellow leather armor are always tender and chewy, much better than those of so-called nobles wearing brightly colored robes.

While enduring the tantalizing aroma of meat, Lacanishu also had to keep an eye on the Fallen minions who kept trying to sneak a bite. He was completely unaware that two Rogues were lying behind a stone wall not far away, watching him with gritted teeth.

"Damn it, Litan, how dare these beasts desecrate Idonya's corpse like this!" Rogue, holding a short bow and carrying a quiver, was furious, his eyes blazing with rage, wishing he could use the blue-skinned Fallen as a target and shoot hundreds of arrows at it.

“Ellie, calm down. Acting in anger will do no good and will only kill us both.” Rogue, whose name was Litham, was a bit older and more composed. Compared to her companions, she also carried a satchel containing several bottles of explosives.

"Chief Kasha has ordered us to monitor the movements of these Fallen Ones and prevent them from attacking the camp. We have the lives of everyone in the camp on our shoulders. Don't let revenge cloud your judgment."

As the two were arguing, Rakanishu seemed to suddenly receive some kind of instruction. He dropped the half-eaten thigh he was holding and shouted "Rakanishu, Rakanishu!" He led his three or four hundred Fallen minions and ran wildly in a certain direction.

"Look, those Fallen Ones have moved! Are they going to attack the camp?" Ellie was so startled by this turn of events that she jumped up from the low wall.

“That direction isn’t towards the camp; it’s heading towards the Kanduras Mountains,” Litan quickly determined after a quick assessment.

Upon hearing that these Fallen Ones were not heading to the Rogue Encampment, Ellie immediately turned her gaze to the location of Idonya's corpse, which was impaled by a wooden stake.

“No, Ellie, we don’t have time to bury our companions yet. Even though these Fallen Ones didn’t go to the camp, we still can’t let our guard down. Come on, we have to keep up with them.”

This largest group of Fallen Ones is the biggest threat around the Rogue Encampment. Although Fallen Ones are the 'goblins' of demons, they are short, weak, cowardly, and stupid, but if their numbers gather to a certain extent, they even dare to attack the High Heavens. Therefore, they are an absolute calamity for the Rogue Encampment.

Over the past few months, this group of Fallen Ones, led by Rakanishu, has launched several attacks on the Rogue Encampment, each time causing casualties.

This led to their round-the-clock surveillance operations as Rogue scouts.

Clearly, Ellie knew Litham was right. She could only angrily pound the stone wall with her fist before immediately setting off to fall far behind the large group of Fallen.

To be honest, tracking a large group of fallen ones is not an easy task.

Of course, this was not because they were disciplined or had strong counter-surveillance awareness. On the contrary, this large group of Fallen minions and Fallen wizards moved in a chaotic manner without any order or discipline whatsoever.

Their march was marked by constant stragglers falling behind and new Fallen roaming the wilderness joining them; their discipline was characterized by casualness and freedom.

But this caused trouble for the two people following behind.

Every now and then, a Fallen would fall behind and be caught by the two. If there were only a few, it wouldn't be a problem. A lone Fallen would definitely run away if it saw that there were more enemies than it. But if there were too many, these little dwarfs would swarm around it like flies.

Not to mention that the open fields, grass, and low walls are also hiding a large number of spiky rats and walking corpses transformed from corpses.

If you're not careful, they'll sneak up on you.

Walking here is no different from walking in a minefield.

Fortunately, as trusted Rogue scouts of Kasha, Ellie and Litham are both competent in combat.

The two wielded a short bow with great skill. Ellie drew her bow and fired three arrows in two seconds, suppressing and scattering the five Fallen who were charging in as a group.

Chapter 684 The Great Fallen Demon Operation

The whistling arrows carried abundant kinetic energy, each one more powerful than the attack of a spiky rat. The Fallen Demon at the forefront was struck by three arrows in almost an instant, its small body flying backward. Before it even hit the ground, arrows from behind accurately pierced its body, relentlessly finishing it off.

Each arrow was as lethal as a conventional gunpowder weapon, and its accuracy was so high that it could hit any target.

However, the opponent was no weakling either. The Fallen Demon, having taken four or five arrows, was not quite dead yet and struggled to get up. It should be noted that the Fallen Demon is only the lowest-ranking unit in Hell, and its tenacity is comparable to that of a cockroach.

It wasn't until Litan drew her bow and fired a fiery arrow, its entire body glowing crimson, that the remaining Fallen demons scattered in panic, blasting a hole the size of a washbasin into the chest of another Fallen and killing it instantly.

This delay meant that the two were completely separated from the main force of the Fallen.

Fortunately, Rakanishu had found his target, and all the Fallen began to slow down.

"Litan, look over there, isn't there someone there!" As a Rogue archer who aspires to become a ranger, good eyesight is a must. From a distance of two or three kilometers, Ellie clearly saw a male figure deep in thought with his head down next to five circular stone pillars.

This person was Jiang Bing.

And not far across the entire rocky wilderness, the target of Lacanishu's encirclement and annihilation was also Jiang Bing.

There's no way around it; once the higher-ups give the order, those below have to run themselves ragged. This applies to everyone, regardless of whether they're human or demon.

Even hell has its workplace rules!

"There's nothing we can do, Ellie. We don't have time to warn him. Hopefully, he'll be more alert on his own." There are four or five hundred Fallen Ones between them, and the Rogue duo simply don't have time to get there.

"We can use whistling arrows," Ellie came up with a solution that wasn't really a solution.

This method does carry some risk, but it is indeed within a controllable range.

"Here you go, Ellie. Your guiding arrow skills are the best in our team. Try to shoot it as high as possible, and also let the camp know that this Fallen Clan is making a move."

Litanzi drew a specially made whistling arrow from the quiver on her back. Ellie took it, nocked it on her bow, held her breath, and poured her magic into it, slowly turning the arrow a shimmering white.

She raised her hand, bent her bow, and shot the magically infused arrow diagonally into the sky. After reaching its theoretical range, the arrow did not begin to fall. Instead, under the influence of the magic, it continued to fly upwards in an unnatural way, emitting a shrill whistle along the way, until the magic on the arrow was exhausted, at which point it began to fall to the ground.

At this moment, the whistle arrow had already flown two kilometers, passing over Jiang Bing's head.

Boss Jiang was gazing intently at the runes engraved on the five stone pillars.

Each of these stone pillars is as thick as five or six people could hug. On each of the ancient and smooth stone pillars is engraved a profound rune. Although these runes have not been activated, Jiang Bing can still feel the energy contained within them.

These runes are very similar in nature to the runes in Jiang Bing's memory, as if they summarize and condense the truth of the entire world, and look like the 'underlying code' of this world.

Unfortunately, there were only five characters on the stone pillars, which was too few for Jiang Bing to decipher.

As he was deep in thought, Ellie's whistling arrow caught his attention, drawing his attention to the surging tide of fallen demons that were trying to surround him.

Lacanishu ran at the very front of the group, shouting wildly and kicking his fallen demons to form a rough encirclement, as if afraid that Jiang Bing would escape.

It takes the tasks assigned to it by its superiors very seriously.

However, upon discovering that Jiang Bing had already taken notice of this area, it abandoned its plan to encircle the enemy and launched the first attack.

Followed by a dozen or so Fallen sorcerers carrying skull banners.

These wizards can not only use magic to heal fallen ones, but also use crude fire magic to destroy enemies.

Facing Jiang Bing, what attacked him were fireballs the size of more than a dozen human heads.

This scene almost made Jiang Bingzheng laugh. Even before seeing the five stone pillars, he had already recognized what this world was from the walking corpses, spiky rats, and fallen demons scattered all over the ground.

This is the world of Diablo.

The Lord of Hell who had just clashed with him wasn't just any Lord; he was most likely Duriel, the King of Pain among the Seven Prime Evils, and the ruler of the realm of Hell's Pain.

Jiang Bing could understand that he couldn't come himself and instead sent his men to cause trouble for him, but even if he sent someone to confront him offline, sending such a group of short people was somewhat disrespectful to him.

In fact, Duriel also wanted to send a bunch of his savage demons to smash Jiang Bing into mincemeat, but the Worldstone of Sanctuary had too much suppressive power over all angels and demons, so he had no way to project his own forces into it. He could only temporarily borrow the hands of the demons under his command who had been summoned to Sanctuary by the 'Dark Wanderer' earlier to take revenge on Jiang Bing.

However, at this moment, the 'Dark Wanderer' is still two sides of the same coin as Aidan and Diablo, the God of Destruction. Diablo, the Lord of Terror, has not yet taken over this body, and the demons he summons are not particularly powerful. Moreover, not long ago, the main force of the demons had just fought a great battle with the Blind Sisters at East Gate Fortress, and suffered heavy casualties as well.

Rakanishu is the strongest force Duriel can currently find, after all, this is Andariel's territory, and most of the demons scattered throughout the Kingdom of Kanduras are his subordinates.

Lacanishu, who was leading the charge, had no idea about all the intricacies involved. It howled as it rushed in front of Jiang Bing, its short blade aimed directly at Jiang Bing's knee.

Its response was a powerful volley capable of breaking the sound barrier.

A group of Fallen Ones were pushing and shoving forward noisily when they suddenly discovered that their leader had inexplicably taken flight, flying high and far, like a whistling arrow soaring into the vast sky.

Human-guided arrows are a type of projectile.

Boom! Boom!

With two loud bangs, two heavy explosive bombs detonated in the horde of Fallen, sending dozens of red-skinned Fallen flying and bringing with them a shower of blood.

The destructive power of these two shots was somewhat beyond Jiang Bing's expectations, mainly because the density of Fallen Demons at the shelling point was too high. The center of the Fallen Demon troop was practically packed with people.

The conventional heavy bombs were not powerful enough to hit the demons. Apart from the Fallen at the center of the explosion suffering heavy casualties, the other demons affected by the blast only suffered injuries of varying degrees. Although the fragments of the bombs were deeply embedded in the bodies of these demons, the injured were still alive and kicking, showing no signs of sudden death.

Boss Jiang felt, for the first time in a long time, that his firepower was not enough again.

Chapter 685 Physical Exorcism

Another barrage of fireballs rained down on him. Those Fallen Wizards were practically human walking cannons, their firepower as fierce as a reinforced squad.

However, aside from being able to slightly change direction while tracking a target, these fireballs were flying at a very slow speed.

The slow ones can't even keep up with bullets.

Jiang Bing took two quick steps to bypass the slow-moving fireball, looked at the dense horde of monsters, and simply flew directly into the air.

With some effort, Heiml tore open a spatial rift in the void, revealing the Gustav Cannon that had been prepared long ago.

If you don't have enough firepower, make up for it with caliber.

"boom!!"

The deafening roar of the giant cannonball explosion echoed across the entire rocky wilderness, instantly startling all the monsters, who spontaneously began to gather towards the location of the explosion.

The loud noise was also felt at the Rogue Encampment, which was dozens of kilometers away.

Akara was praying silently in his tent when he heard the loud noise and immediately went outside.

She is the spiritual leader of the Sisterhood of the Blind, and during this difficult time, everyone in the camp needs her to remain calm, set an example, and inspire others.

However, she did not do very well in this regard. The terrible casualties caused by Andariel's attack on the monastery and the current difficult situation made her spirits involuntarily somewhat depressed.

Fortunately, another leader of the Blind Sisters, Kasha, the leader of the Rogue Legion, had already taken action. She organized the Rogues who were still taking turns resting in the camp to strengthen vigilance and assigned several skilled men as scouts to gather information.