DragonballZ vs. Diablo 8




To ultrasayajin: I know it took a long time, and I'm very sorry about that, but school has priority.


To Badgirl9708: Thank you, not asking questions, I just take it as a compliment.


To starlight: Frostsphere is one of the best mass destruction sayings in Diablo.


Of course there are other good ones too, but so far she hasn't had to resort to her other skills.


After all, she wanted a broad impact.


You have never had the need for a town portal, but have died eight times?


Practice, practice, and practice again.


Try not to run into it all the time, but to sneak around carefully.


And a frontal attack rarely brings victory, when you enter a new area, keep yourself reasonably on the edge and only push into the center later.


You can find a lot of tactics like this on the Diablo site that I mentioned before.



Thanks for your comments




Slowly, very slowly she began to rock back and forth in his arms, at first she had only rocked gently, but then Goten continued the whole thing, and Karina fell asleep standing up.


In Son Goten's embrace.




Azrael gave up his attempts at meditation, apparently he had reached his optimum in strength through this strange medicine, not just the feeling that so many drugs created.


He looked at the young couple standing at the exit, he knew that Nathalia was standing at the other exit, and stared focused outside.


He had not had a wife since joining the order of the paladins, shortly after the first attempts at conversion by mere priests had already failed on the way.


Nevertheless, he knew how beautiful love was, after all, he loved purity and his gods in a very similar way.


In the middle of the train of thought he paused, he wasn't sure, but he felt that something was changing, subtly, very subtly.

Almost directly on the opposite wall, a star seemed to be forming about a meter above the ground.


Bluish glow was based on it, at first only from one point, with a quiet but unmistakable, very pleasant-sounding hum, a spreading blue surface appears there.


When the portal finally stabilized in less than five seconds, it was an oval surface, a little more than two meters high and one meter wide.


Azrael sat right in front of it, but he avoided looking directly into the flicker.


The edge of the portal looked somewhat frayed, and like the interior of the portal, it was a pleasant blue.


Whereby a confusing, almost directed flicker, only in blue, inevitably attracted attention.


Apparently Goten had seen it too, Azrael saw him picking up Karina.


She had fallen asleep, which did not surprise Azrael, not only had she been the youngest, with the least amount of combat experience, but had always had the comfort of a bed before.

She was almost not used to such a hard life, and even if she was tough, she had her limits.




After a few seconds nothing happened, Wiglaf finally stepped out of the city portal.




He looked around in surprise, he had expected a lot, mainly horror scenarios, which is why he had returned as quickly as he could.


What he did not expect was that Azrael was well again, Nathalia tired but satisfied, Karina asleep on Goten's arm, and Goten was awake.


Wiglaf looked around briefly, and then said with a slight touch of satisfaction in the grim voice: "Good, that we are all more or less fit .." to Azrael "I thought you would be dead when I come back probably found a potion after all. "


Behind him the portal collapsed almost as it had appeared.


Azrael said in a calm voice: "No, Goten gave me a medicine that healed me.

He said that they should only be used for the worst injuries as he has only a few.


Son Goten was silent, he picked up Karina and carried her carefully to the bed on which he had woken up.


Her embrace hadn't let up after she fell asleep, and while he carried her she reflexively clung to him tighter. A warm, heartwarming smile appeared on his face.


Carefully, very carefully he put it on the bed, then got up again.


The others had watched the whole thing quietly, Nathalia stared coldly at Goten, Wiglaf with a grim but friendly smile, and Azrael worried.


Son Goten saw everyone staring at him and looked back with an expression that had now become neutral.


Just as the silence seemed uncomfortable, Azrael said, "Could I speak to you, Goten?"


And with a look at the others, he continued: "In private."

The two seemed to understand right away, Nathalia grumbled very quietly, she went to her things and took a blanket, spread it out, lay down on it and fell asleep immediately after wrapping herself in it.


She really seemed to have been through quite a bit.


Wiglaf nodded, put down the things he had brought with him, took a piece of repaired armor from Azrael and gave it to him.


While he pulled out more pieces of armor, he said, "Of course, we need someone to look outside anyway. I'll keep watch in here."


Although he knew that this could be dangerous, he also knew that Azrael was not the oldest living paladin for nothing, and Goten didn't seem to be brought down so easily anyway.




Son Goten didn't know what to think of it, at first Wiglaf had returned from a strange gate, apparently nobody was bothered by it, well, then he wouldn't ask either, but why did Azrael want to talk to him.

He would have much rather waited next to Karina, making sure that nothing happened to her, but Wiglaf would manage it.


He realized almost painfully that such situations were almost everyday life here.


And while the conclusion was by no means straightforward, he knew at once that he had to kill again.


Azrael meanwhile had his armor back on, his helmet on, and his sword buckled on.


He walked slowly towards the door, through which Son Goten and Karina had looked outside.


This followed Azrael.


Outside he looked at the dam on which he had transformed back, he did his best to ignore the blood and the corpses, but whenever Son Goten appeared it smacked his lips in a way that taught the stomach.




Azrael went ahead, he wasn't bothered by the blood, and the like, he didn't seem to have planned any direction, but a short time later turned to the left and walked towards the buildings, the center of the city of Travincal.

It wasn't a big city, but it was the center of a religion that was now following the chaos.


His religion.


He knew the great buildings and temples that were now overgrown with plants, grown by dark magic.


Goten had caught up with him, Azrael was concentrating again on the here and now, on the current problem.


He stops, Goten to his right as well.


For several minutes no one said anything, they just looked at the once so beautiful city, which in the midday sun almost looked as if it were still the seat of goodness.


Nearly.


Finally, Son Goten broke the silence by asking in a neutral voice: "What is it, you want to talk to me about Karina, right?


If you want to know, yes, I love her, and I have no intention of hurting her in any way. "


During these words he had not raised his voice, but his words were always spoken more convincingly, almost imploringly.

Azrael smiled slightly, although Goten couldn't see it, then he said in a calm, even voice: "I'm glad, but that's why I didn't want to speak to you."


His voice became warning, not threatening but rather in a worried way: "I wanted to ask you if you want to go to the catacombs with us.


We will go down there and challenge Mephisto.


Someone has to do it, and we are the only ones who can be there in time to fight him.


I'm sure we won't find the other two evils there anymore, but at least it could still be there. "


Son Goten said with a grin: "Of course I'll go with you, maybe there will finally be an opponent who has more on his chest."


Then his expression became more serious, much more serious, as did his voice as he continued: "Where else should I go? I can really only fight.


That's the only thing I really learned, of course I went to school too, and my mother often made me study, but the only thing I'm really good at is fighting.

Besides, I'm a lot stronger than you are. "


Azrael looked at him, then he smiled and said: "Yes, I know, I also believe that you are more than up to all dangers and obstacles.


I'm not worried about that, but you're scared and your mind may not be able to cope with the cruelty. "


Son Goten looked at the man next to him in surprise, no one had ever thought about his spirit and admitted that.


He had realized a while ago (before his "trip") that his father had sometimes thought about it, and then had influenced him.


After a brief reflection, Goten said calmly: "You should remember that I am half Sayajin, we can cope with suffering very well, simply by getting very angry at the person who caused it and trying to defeat him. And if I do I'll help you do just that, even if it's actually not my fight. "


Azrael turned to him, I looked in the eyes, and then said with a friendly smile: "Well, I know that you also have a human half, so I was worried."

Son Goten just nodded, he concentrated on the auras that came closer and were definitely angry.


He had noticed her for a while, Azrael 's look became slightly thoughtful when he said: "Enemies are approaching, aren't they?"


Again Son Goten looked at the old man in surprise.


Then he smiled and said, “Yes,