Diablo Destruction

Even if they were traveling with all their strength, it would already be after dark by the time Hilmanya and Jeluka returned to the headquarters, which was Amrudina's tent.

With anxiety, they broke into the tent all the way.

"Lady Carol, you are finally here."

Amrudina, who was reading something under the light, stood up, saluted solemnly to Jeluka at the head, and then nodded to Hilmanya.

"I understand the situation. Don't worry. Your Highness will not be kept waiting for too long. I believe there will be good news soon."

On the way, Jeluka had already used the magic of the elves to send a message, explaining the situation to Amrudina in advance, asking her to take action immediately and send a request to the main elf city.

"His Royal Highness, there should be no problem, right?"

When she came to the tent window, she looked into the distance. Even though they were so far away, Amrudina could still faintly feel that there were two auras that frightened her, colliding fiercely in the invisible distance.

"Hey, don't worry. With His Highness's strength, there will be absolutely no problem."

Jeluka, who stood with her hands demurely folded in front of her abdomen and in a standard maid posture, said with an extremely sure tone, giving Amrudina and several squadron leaders a strong reassurance.

The inheritor of the Twelve Knights, with such a noble and beautiful title as the Knight of the Lake of the Evening Moon, this elegant and dignified Knight Carole will not lie (they still don’t know that this is Keluka. non-Calgate).

Although her military morale has been stabilized, Jeluka's mentality is obviously not as calm as her tone. From an angle that others cannot detect, her eyes will look outside the tent from time to time. She has a perfect shape in the eyes of elves. Pointed ears, always paying attention to what's going on outside.

Even if you are full of confidence in the opponent's victory, this is different from worrying. Like... an idiot like that, even if he squats by the pond and plays in the water, it will always make people worry about whether he will go too far. Are your pants wet? That idiot leader who always looks like he's in a daze, will he fall headlong into a daze?

Worried, so worried, my chest seems to be tightly grasped by something, I can't breathe, I really want to go back quickly, seeing that stupid look always makes me inexplicably angry...

"Lady Carol, what's wrong with you?"

The slightly raised voice woke Jeluka up. When she came back to her senses, she realized that her fists had been clenched tightly and her palms were full of sweat.

"Colgate, are you okay?"

Amrudina cast a worried look and shouted twice before she could react. This was definitely not what a strong person should do.

"It's okay, I just suddenly thought of Her Majesty the Queen. I don't know where she is now and what she is doing. It would be nice if she was here."

Jeluka randomly found an excuse to fool him.

By the way, the artifact in Artoria's hand - the Sword of Victory, has an effect similar to nature's peace ring, and is more powerful. Those killed by this sword can rest in peace, cannot regenerate, and cannot be summoned. And resurrection, that's why Jeluka said this.

When Amrudina thought about it, she was Her Majesty the Queen's personal maid, and it was natural for her to worry about being distracted all the time. She felt relieved, and she had also heard a little about Her Majesty the Queen's strange ability to attract trouble.

"I believe that His Majesty must have something very important, and he deeply trusts His Royal Highness."

"Every time I think about Her Majesty the Queen and His Royal Highness the Prince writing together, I always feel that nothing can be difficult for these two great people."

"That's right, as long as His Majesty and His Highness can work together, defeating the Lower Clan is just around the corner."

Several people in the tent sighed.

Woo~~

Subtly, Jeluka's cheeks puffed up slightly.

At this time, the announcement from outside attracted everyone's attention. Although they kept talking, everyone was always paying attention to the movements outside and waiting for something.

The sound of rather rapid footsteps approaching made everyone in the tent perk up, showing nervous and excited expressions.

"I'm coming!!"

An elf warrior dressed like an elf demon archer, regardless of the etiquette and courtesy of the elves, shouted and hurriedly opened the tent door and barged in.

"Captain Holdekoya, how are you doing?"

As Amrudina's voice sounded, everyone's eyes focused on the intruding squadron leader.

"Fortunately...fortunately I did not disgrace my life."

It seemed that after a considerable amount of traveling and panting heavily, the squadron leader showed a joyful smile and gently turned her sweaty palm. A ring with a dark gold color lay quietly in her palm.

, Needless to say, this dark gold ring must be nature’s peace ring. As a huge race with profound heritage, it can even take out a divine weapon, let alone a mere dark gold ring, but time is really short. , everyone is afraid that the main city will not be able to take it out immediately.

"Without further ado, I'll set off immediately."

Jeluka took the ring from the captain's hand unceremoniously, holding it tightly in her heart as if she was afraid it would disappear.

"Hilmanya."

Amrudina took a few steps forward and placed her warm hands on Hilmanya's shoulders.

"I am useless as a commander and cannot be of any help. The hatred of my brothers and sisters depends on you."

"Captain Amrudina..." Hilmanya's eyes turned red.

"Go and watch the scene of decapitating the enemy!!"

After patting it hard, Amrudina turned around, her back under the light was particularly depressed.

Not only that, other squadron leaders were also looking at Hilmanya with hopeful eyes. Feeling this heavy responsibility, she nodded and chased after her.

"Will His Royal Highness forgive our little willfulness?"

Seeing Hilmanya's figure disappear into the darkness outside the door, Amrudina murmured to herself, her eyes fell back on the book under the dim light, but she didn't turn the pages for a long time.

Jeluka was much faster than Hilmanya, and the heavy worry in her heart made her run with all her strength, leaving her opponent far behind.

Even so, it was enough for her to rush back to the battlefield until the sky was slightly light.

There, a radius of dozens of miles has turned into pits and scorched earth, including many huge pits with a diameter of more than one kilometer. Just from this scene, you can imagine how earth-shattering the battle between two domain-level masters would be. , the sun and the moon have no light.

The sound of an explosion not far away made Jeluka couldn't help but feel the pain in her heart.

There seemed to be no accidents.

She quickly rushed to the edge of the battlefield, and the first thing she saw was the stupid stuffed bear with furry eyes and a simple and honest expression that seemed to be full of gratuitous color. Only when she saw it jumping around alive did she really put down the huge stone in her heart.

However, when her eyes fell on the reborn demon Selson, she was stunned.

The originally skinny corpse had now turned into a giant with muscles as strong as stones. The huge power pressed down from far away, making her feel like a frog being stared at by a snake and unable to move.

Is it... really the reborn demon Selson? It turned into such a disgusting look.

Jeluka, who has a strong interpretation ability, quickly judged that his side had the absolute advantage in this battle. He couldn't help but feel relieved. After thinking about it, he kept holding it in his hand, for fear that it would disappear if he let go. The ring was stuffed into the inventory, and then he took out the Sword of the Rising Sun. After being fully prepared, he began to carefully look at this once-in-a-lifetime confrontation between strong men.

But she soon discovered that the situation seemed a bit delicate, which was not to say that it was not good, but on the contrary, it was very good. Even in the face of a huge and terrifying enemy that made her tremble, His Highness the Prince was still able to use his seemingly incompetent appearance. In the bear posture, he completely gained the upper hand and suppressed his opponent.

This oppressive situation gave the already intense battle a different feeling. Yes, it seemed like... practice?

Are you using your enemies as practice subjects to hone your skills? Indeed, if you think about it, His Royal Highness is only in his early thirties and has only been an adventurer for ** years, but his strength has already reached a realm that makes people admire him. In this kind of With rapid progress, the lack of training time will definitely become his fatal flaw when facing enemies of the same level.

The enemy in front of him has the characteristics of immortality and powerful strength. As long as his physical strength is enough to support him, he is indeed the best. If he misses it, he will no longer be able to find a training target.

This fool, occasionally has a flash of inspiration. In such a fierce situation, he can still use his opponent as a training opponent. This courage and courage... No, such words do not seem to be suitable to be used in Jie. If the "him" Luka recognized was this idiot, perhaps it would be more appropriate to describe him as "an animal-like fearlessness and simple way of thinking."

In short, Jeluka was right to praise the other party. At least she thought it was a very rare kindness. If he knew it, he should accept it with gratitude.

However, after holding on for less than a minute, Jeluka's tired praise became completely speechless.

She looked at the huge enemy and was kicked high into the air by the Ragdoll Bear. Then, the Ragdoll Bear also rushed up, stretched out his palms from behind and passed through the opponent's armpits, firmly holding the opponent. The huge gap made Jeluka look at it from a distance, as if he saw a slender child holding a tall and strong blacksmith tightly, but the other person was still unable to move. This kind of visual impact was really So shocking.

Just like what was written in the book, the idiot's only remaining advantage was brute strength - Jeluka thought with the corners of her mouth slightly curved, as if she was holding a piece of candy.

Then, it was her turn to be stunned.

I saw the ragdoll bear holding the struggling enemy, suddenly turned over, and presented itself and the enemy in a high-altitude hanging posture with their heads upside down. Maintaining this posture, it suddenly accelerated and fell towards the ground. In order to increase the lethality, it also created The rotation effect, seen from a distance, is like a high-speed drill bit, bringing down a tornado that sweeps across the sky.

Such exaggerated moves can usually only be seen in third-rate knight novels that completely ignore reality and just show off their gorgeous effects. Jeluka never thought that she would be lucky enough to see it in reality. to this scene.

It is sensational, and it cannot be said that it is not gorgeous, but why can it only appear in those third-rate knight novels that are divorced from reality? Probably only a fool would ask this question.

Don't think about it carefully. Isn't this a suicidal move that hurts both the enemy and ourselves? Even if you can cause huge damage to the enemy, you won't be much better off. There are so many ways to die with the enemy, who would choose such a flashy technique.

Then Jeluka saw it now, and stared dumbfoundedly at the huge tornado falling from high altitude. With a "boom", a big pit appeared on the ground, and then, in the center of the big pit, he found a head stuck deep into the ground. There are two green onions inside.

"The fool is a flaw, there is no cure, there is no cure..."

It took a while before the words came out of the dazed Jeluka's beautifully shaped lips.

It hurts, it hurts, it hurts......

Not knowing that my embarrassing appearance was being looked at by the pornographic maid who came back from a distance, I pulled the huge bear head out of the mud and kept moaning.

In fact, I originally wanted to teleport out the moment I hit the ground. Unfortunately, the idea was beautiful, but the reality was too cruel. I failed because I was unskilled, and the result was tragic.

This dizzying pleasure reminds me of the cannon between the bears when the blood bear transformed, and I miss it so much.

“Damn, damn, damn, damn————!!”

Roaring loudly, the reborn demon Selson suddenly jumped up and rushed towards me ferociously, looking like he was going to fight for his life.

Really, the whole night has passed, hasn't this guy learned to accept his fate?

Now, can I laugh at its stupid idea of ​​"thinking that if I keep fighting like this, I can exhaust all my energy" just like it laughed at us last time?

Um? This smell... is the pornographic maid. Is she back? It's really efficient. Have you got the ring yet? This way everything is ready.

Wait, she must have seen that embarrassed look just now. It was so miserable, and I didn’t know how she would complain about it openly or secretly.