Chapter 1648 - 1100 Dongfeng Arrives
The Worldstone has been corrupted.
Standing before the gates of the High Heavens, Tyrael stared at the scene unfolding before him, his brow furrowed in worry.
Things had developed to this point, which was truly beyond Tyrael’s expectations. He had originally thought the Three Prime Evils would make their move, but he didn’t expect Azmodan to take the first step and corrupt the Worldstone. If things continue like this, then mortals in the lower realms will undergo mutations due to the influence of the Soulstone, throwing themselves into Hell and becoming pawns of the Devil.
Indeed, for mortals, is the burden still too heavy?
Tyrael had certainly witnessed Duanmu Huai breaking through the Demon Army and charging into the Worldstone Fortress. But after that, he had heard nothing. Whether or not Duanmu encountered some danger inside was unknown --- although Tyrael knew that human possessed a very powerful strength, one that could even rival that of an Angel, in the end, he was still a single person.
And this Mount Arreat is so tall, with countless Demon Army within it... eh?
At that moment, Tyrael seemed to see something unbelievable, his eyes widening in shock.
What is that...?!
"Uwaah——————!!"
Azmodan’s massive body collapsed heavily to the ground. By now, it no longer retained its earlier valor and confidence; on the contrary, its body had shrunk, and its formerly corpulent figure had withered considerably. And beside it, the demons once led by Azmodan had now all become lifeless corpses, lying on the ground.
"You... you damn bastard......!!"
Azmodan lifted its head in anger, glaring ahead — in front of it floated a figure draped in a black robe, wings as thin as mist spread behind him, signifying his identity.