Diablo Destruction

Ignore her, let's think about other moves. After almost a day and a night, I have probably tried all the moves that I can think of in my mind, such as Oniyaki (unfinished), and Arasaki ( (Unfinished), another example is Venomous Bite (Unfinished).

Okay, I'm completely stupid.

All in all, let’s exclude the unreal moves in the game. In fact, Hell Fighting Bear doesn’t have many moves to practice. It’s not that it’s too weak to imitate, but it’s because Hell Fighting Bear’s melee strength is so strong that there’s no need to practice it. Learning, in many cases, just follow the melee instinct that comes from your talent.

From a self-perception, what Hell Fighting Bear lacks most now is not moves, but some experience, such as the overall judgment of the battle. No matter how strong the Hell Fighting Bear's melee ability is, it is only a narrow sense of fighting and judgment of the overall situation. There is no help, these need to be accumulated through constant fighting, and there is no quick way.

This is why in the previous period, the Hell Fighting Bear had the absolute upper hand, but it was still pulled and occupied by the regeneration demon Selson. Fortunately, I had a hand of infinite teleportation that I didn't use, otherwise this guy would really have succeeded.

Therefore, perhaps my biggest purpose in choosing to use the reborn demon Selson as a punching bag was to accumulate some combat experience rather than practice any moves. After all, such a powerful opponent is very rare.

In addition, it is necessary to become proficient in some skills, such as infinite teleportation. If you can use it well, the earth throw (tentative name) just now will not be followed by the onions. This must be practiced, infinite teleportation is a hell fighting bear. Traveling at home is a must-have skill for killing and silencing people. Without this signature skill, Hell Fighting Bear, a name so powerful, would have to be replaced by one word and become Hell Show Bear. Then there are several bright red characters printed on the butt that belong to "Ye Jian Circus Special Mascot".

In addition to infinite teleportation, the good technique of infinite teleportation + turnaround kick also needs to be practiced a lot. Basically, this move is quite invincible in the field. It is not an exaggeration to describe it as one move that can be used all over the world. This is why I say that the Hell Fighting Bear doesn't need too many other moves. Unless you encounter a guy with a perverted sixth sense like an old drunkard, you can always be magically strong and ferocious and predict that I am going to instantly Move the location and then ask you to enter the urn. I have not yet encountered a guy who can withstand infinite teleportation + return kick.

The problem now is that although the opponent can't resist, there are always loopholes on his side. Don't talk about infinite teleportation + turning back as if it is as easy as typing these six words on the keyboard. Asshole, the turning kick is extremely powerful. Qiang, after kicking the opponent out with one kick, the flying speed is just as exaggerated as depicted in the cartoon. He will not leave himself any time to hesitate and aim, and almost relies on an instinct to teleport to the real target. position, giving a series of turning kicks.

Sadly, the Hell Fighting Bear's instincts in this regard are not reliable (the direction is idiot-proof), so bystanders often see this scene inexplicably - the Hell Fighting Bear kicks back, then the opponent flies out, and then It teleported away immediately. Just when the onlookers were shocked by this scene, thinking that they were going to use this powerful teleport to catch up with the enemy and show some advanced combo skills, the place where the Hell Fighting Bear teleported appeared was actually a distance away. Look at the enemy far away or even completely opposite, and watch the enemy fly away from the distance and angle of a bystander.

To describe it simply, it is like playing baseball. Hell Fighting Bear hits the ball with a stick. Amidst the cheers of the audience, this guy does not immediately throw the stick and run to score. Instead, he quickly rushes to the audience to As a spectator, watching the parabolic trajectory of the baseball that was thrown away by him, tears streamed down his face.

All in all, it is a tragedy caused by various unskilled skills.

Hey, is it my imagination? I always feel like I was secretly complained about by someone just now.

There is also the accuracy of the Hell Energy Cannon. I always feel that this shortcoming has become one of the attributes of the Hell Fighting Bear, so most of the time I don’t bother to practice. Anyway, the Hell Energy Cannon is very powerful, and it doesn’t matter if it is used against the enemy at a fast speed. Even if you aim, you can dodge. Even if the speed is slow, you can still be affected even if you don't aim. The damage will not be reduced too much. I have already planned to give up.

Finally, there is a skill that I have always been coveting - Yizuer's skill of applying double attack to ordinary moves.

As far as I know, the principle of the double skill is to master the skill frequency and use the delay of only the effect to perform skill superposition attacks in an instant. If it is successfully executed, the damage caused is not calculated by addition, but by addition. It is almost ten times the damage caused by the original skill, which is exactly the terrifying nature of the double hit.

But the question is how to apply this feature to ordinary moves? Ordinary moves have no skill frequency, and you can explore things like delay of skill effects. Every time I walk into a blind spot during practice, I will sigh loudly. That guy Yizuer is truly the number one warrior of the original Angel Clan. I don’t know, even though most of my strength and skills have been lost, I was able to perform a normal double attack. If I were at my peak... it would be a power that is beyond imagination. I even think that with just one thought, You can put us to shame.

Although I also asked the old drunkard for advice, every time I mentioned this issue, the guy was evasive, looking around, or simply said no. I think there is something inside, such a perverted guy , even if you don’t, you can still provide some very useful suggestions. It seems that you have to go to old man Galen. If he is still hiding it, I will let the little ghost cook a meal of plain soup and plain noodles, using diamonds instead. Soup, and then let the little ghost force him to eat it with teary eyes, well, that's it.

The topic seems to be wrong. All in all, let’s earn some combat experience on the Reborn Demon Selson first. This is what I’m thinking now.

When he came back to his senses, this guy fell down again with a ferocious expression of gnashing his teeth and refusing to look back. I said, man, I was distracted. Can't you put in more force and support me for a while?

Taking advantage of the opportunity for the rebirth of the reborn demon Selson, I appeared next to Jeluka who was watching the battle from a distance. At this time, Hilmanya, who had been left behind, rushed over.

I glanced at Jeluka: You idiot, why did you leave Hilmanya behind? What if something unexpected happens?

Although Hilmanya has mid-level strength in the pseudo-realm, not to mention in the first and second worlds, even in the third world, she has a certain ability to protect herself, but there is no way, who can let her be in trouble with me now? What about getting involved with the guy? Now I feel like I am carrying a small third world with me. The junior, intermediate and advanced pseudo-domains, the powerful monsters that are usually invisible in the second world, have become a large group of miscellaneous things around me. Soldiers and cannon fodder, even domain-level super masters appear one after another, and the only thing missing is the devil-level monsters.

Is this a different kind of domineering display of the protagonist? Can I say to Hilmanya in a cool and evil tone now: Hey, little sister, it is very dangerous to follow me.

I don’t know why, but I just glanced at her briefly and expressed my slight dissatisfaction. It was really only a little dissatisfaction, and in fact, it was Jeluka who didn’t think carefully about using this pornographic maid as a The knight's fair character should take the initiative to admit his mistakes.

As a result, my head was hit by her with a big sword, and my fair and pink cheeks seemed to be filled with grievances, and they bulged slightly with anger.

Did I...did I say something wrong again? She obviously didn't say anything, Hell Fighting Bear can't speak, bastard, what is she so angry about?

"That...that..."

Although she was surprised that the dignified and elegant Knight of Sunset Moon Lake showed such a childish side, Hilmanya could only think about seeing her enemies beheaded with her own eyes, and was too lazy to think about other issues.

Sorry to make you come here again.

He took out the wooden sign he picked up from somewhere and showed it in front of Hilmanya, with the following written on it.

I always feel that if I pour hot water on my head now, I might instantly turn into a middle-aged weird uncle.

"No, His Highness the Prince's kindness is appreciated by Hilmanya."

Hilmanya was moved in her heart. His Royal Highness was indeed a gentle, careful and considerate person. He knew that he was filled with hatred, so regardless of the possibility of being a drag, he called her over and saw with her own eyes how he killed his enemy.

Eh...Eh?

What is my kindness? Did Hilmanya misunderstand something?

A series of ellipses appeared on my head, and I immediately put this question behind me and got down to business. The regenerating demon Selson regenerated very quickly, so I had to hurry up.

So, what I wanted to tell Jeluka and Hilmanya was that I wanted to "play for a while" with the reborn demon Selson, and I would just put the peace ring of nature aside until I had enough fun.

Jeluka seemed to know my purpose and nodded with a normal expression, but Hilmanya seemed not to know what she had misunderstood, and the look she cast towards me was full of gratitude and love.

Women's minds are really complicated. Once again, I deeply realized this and was speechless.

There was an imminent breath coming from behind. The regeneration demon Selson had completed his regeneration. I didn't even bother to say hello to the two people. I ducked, kneeled, slapped and kicked the regeneration demon Selson who had just stood up. He was so dizzy that he couldn't tell the difference between east, west and north.

In other words, the battle lasted for a day and a night, and everything that needed to be said seemed to have been said. The only thing left was a boring battle like you punch me and I kick you all over.

Neither Hilmanya nor Jeluka expected that the "play for a while" written on the wooden sign by His Royal Highness the Prince...well, would actually last so long. Therefore, with a nervous and worried mood, they started from early in the morning. Seeing that it was late, I waited from late to early morning, drank some water, ate some solid food, and continued to watch. Soon another day passed.

They watched for three days and three nights, including the previous day and night. In other words, this battle lasted for four days and four nights. No matter how worried and nervous they were originally, there was only a little left. Numb.

Jeluka even secretly studied the back of His Highness the Prince to see if there were some zippers and the like, and then tried to find out where the clockwork was. This was a four-day and four-night battle. Could this fool? You must be taking advantage of the time when no one is paying attention, secretly and desperately twisting the clockwork hidden somewhere in the furry hair, otherwise where would you get the physical strength?

In the understanding of adventurers, protracted battles are not uncommon. Battles that last for a morning or even a day are also something that happen occasionally. The more powerful ones are those who have been tossing for a whole day and have experienced this kind of battle. The adventurers were enough to brag about themselves and their team in the bar for several months, walking with their heads held high and looking at people with their chins.

A day and night of fighting is almost the physical limit of most ordinary adventure teams.

But please note that what is mentioned here is an adventure team, not an individual. Generally, when encountering a battle that may be a protracted battle, detailed arrangements and plans are made. The duration is divided into two or more combinations. One combination is responsible for attacking, and the other combinations are responsible for harassing and containing the enemy and taking a breather. It is similar to this shift and rest system. Only by relying on this method can it be possible to achieve a very long period of time. fighting.

For adventurers, the opponents who need to fight a protracted battle are often much stronger than their own team, and they need to be slowly killed with wisdom and patience. In the face of this kind of effort, it may take a few blinks. A powerful enemy that can instantly kill team members. In such a long battle, even a small oversight in any combination will lead to the failure of the battle and casualties of team members. Therefore, as long as you have experienced such a protracted battle and The successful adventure team is enough to prove that this team has enough tacit understanding, courage and perseverance and is worthy of respect.

This is common sense among ordinary adventurers. Of course, as higher-level Jeluka and Hilmanya, some super-elite adventure teams or individuals can go beyond the limits in the eyes of ordinary adventurers. The most obvious one is For example, Jeluka knew that it was their Majesty the Queen whose trouble-attracting physique once caused Her Majesty to fall into a hard battle for three days and three nights, which was like a person falling into a sea of ​​monsters.

However, with the super physical strength of the King of Knights profession, the attribute abilities of the artifact suit on his body, and his own will and belief, His Majesty finally won. At that time, it was raining hazy and the corpses of monsters on the ground had completely replaced The soil was wiped out, and the rainwater gathered into streams of blood. Their majesty, whose armor was stained with blood, stood with a sword in his hand, lightly closed his eyes, and stood quietly on the mountain of corpses, as if he were the king who dominated the entire world. , that scene that people can’t help but worship, Jeluka will never forget.

Of course, there was a small follow-up to this memory. When Jeluka looked at Her Majesty the Queen's figure with admiration and admiration for a long time, she discovered that Her Majesty the Queen had already fallen asleep in this posture. There was also a slightly indecent glistening thread flowing out from the corner of his mouth.

This is the most powerful record Jeluka has ever known. This lasted for three days and three nights by one person. Even if those monsters were just green vegetables and radishes, they still had to be cut to pieces.

Then, right in front of her eyes, a stuffed bear was showing her what it means to be as high as a mountain, perverts are everywhere, and Xiaoqiang is crawling everywhere.

A full four days and four nights have passed, and the reborn demon Serson is no more. Brother Xinchun's ability to resurrect with full blood on the spot allows him to have abundant physical strength every time he stands up.

But that stuffed bear...their royal highness, fought for four days and four nights with a domain-level senior...no, a top-level enemy. There was not a single moment in between. Shrinking ingredients, no intermission, and no instant magic-replenishing potion.

Even of the energy potions that the Human Alliance had developed in recent years and were sold in limited quantities, he had never even seen him drink a single bottle.

In this way, the battle with the highest intensity in the field lasted for four days and four nights.

This could no longer be described with words like toughness or cruelty. Jeluka was a little dizzy and suddenly wondered if it was because she had been standing here for four days in the sun and four nights of cool breeze. Coupled with not having any sleep time, my eyes began to hallucinate.

Turning her face sideways, Jeluka lowered her gaze to Hilmanya next to her, and found that Hilmanya, who had two dark circles under her eyes, was writing furiously in excitement, beating down the reborn demon Serson again and again. The detailed process below is all recorded above with its own explanation.

Seeing this, Jeluka couldn't help but sweat. The power of secret hatred is really terrifying. The original Hilmanya was such a kind and honest female druid. She felt sad when she saw the little flowers on the roadside broken. She had no choice but to He hesitated for a long time before he could step on the grass, but look at the excited smile with two dark circles under his eyes. It was very similar to the "blackened" form that His Highness the Prince mentioned.

Glancing at the contents of the note, Jeluka immediately made a judgment. When this note is completed, it will definitely be a masterpiece - nominated as "Advanced Tutorial on How to Abuse Monsters in One Thousand and One Ways" A masterpiece.

Sighing and shaking her head, Jeluka took out a memory crystal that was already full and took out a new one to continue recording. She has been doing this almost all the time in the past few days. She already has several in her pocket. Ten such memory crystals.

If this battle is recorded, it will be a book that shows the world that the top powerhouses in the field are abused...well, it is a perfect textbook for the confrontation between the top powerhouses in the field. You must know that even in the third world, the top powerhouses in the field are also It's rare to see one, let alone a confrontation between domain experts, let alone such a top-level confrontation between domain experts.

If these memory crystals are brought back to the world and displayed to the world, countless people will benefit a lot. Of course, they may also feel the uncrossable dividing line and be deeply hit and unable to recover. However, no matter what the consequences will be, It doesn't matter, because Jeluka doesn't intend to share it with anyone except herself.

She tilted her head and thought for a while, and found herself an explanation that she thought was very well-founded. It was titled - the little selfishness of the dirty maid.

By the way, there are some memory crystals in Jeluka's pocket, which record the way His Highness slept in a daze, the way he was in a daze, the way he burst into tears because of trivial things, and the way he danced with his good equipment. He looks like a hot-blooded idiot who is easily encouraged, he looks like he is counting the wrong numbers on his fingers, he looks confused but still insists on being tough when he is lost, he looks like he puts the whole plate on his face while eating, he stands with his cloak swinging. Laughing wildly on top of the stone, thinking that the image of the man in the cloak is cool... Jeluka herself has lost count of the numbers, and she can't remember when she started secretly recording them. In short, these have become her collection. A private and top-secret collection that even his twin sister never mentioned.

What's the sudden cold air behind my back? I always feel like something bad is happening without me knowing.

I shuddered, and knocked down the roaring regeneration demon Selson. This guy was quite powerful, and he even grabbed me back before I kicked him away.

Although the reborn demon is not a powerful monster individually, it has top-notch strength in its field, so it really shouldn't be too distracted.

Seeing the three deep scratches left on the brown fur by the opponent's grasp, I shook the bear's head and braced myself to face the indiscriminate bombardment of the reborn demon Tailsen. I always felt that these few In the day and night fighting, not only did his experience and skill points increase slightly, but even the reborn demon Tailsen seemed to have made some progress, and his attacks became a bit sharper.

By the way, there shouldn't be any zombie virus on its claws.

"boom----!!"

After withstanding the two claws, I successfully suppressed the opponent with a heavy blow, blasted him to the ground, bounced back up, and met with a turning kick, followed by a hell energy cannon to catch up. In the past few days, this set of attacks I have used the routine so well that I even had the illusion that the accuracy of the hell energy cannon had been slightly improved. Later, when I tried it alone, I found that it was indeed an illusion.

After taking a breath, it was indeed a bit strenuous to fight against such a powerful enemy. It seemed that the idea that I could last ten and a half months had to be revised slightly.

"Zi Zi Zi Zi... Isn't it okay anymore? You're so tired that you want to lie down, you guy."

The reborn demon Tailsen, who had been tortured for four days, staggered out of the explosion dust and said with a sinister smile.

"Honestly...it lasted for four full days. Even I doubted whether you were a monster. However, everything seems to be coming to an end here, Zi Zi Zi Zi."

Has it been four days? I really didn’t think about it. After all, this guy just saw me take a few breaths. Isn’t his imagination too rich?

While the reborn demon Selson was farting, my dark red field silently and desperately absorbed the surrounding energy. Gradually, my breathing became calmer, and even the three wounds left on my body were all visible to the naked eye. Perceived speed is slowly healing.

Seeing this scene, the reborn demon's eyes widened and he wiped his eyes in disbelief. After confirming that this was not an illusion or that I was playing tricks on him, he couldn't help but scream in horror.

"Impossible... Even a Demon King-level master cannot have this kind of recovery ability... Who on earth are you... What a monster!!"

The reborn demon Serson, who was in serious confusion, held his head and roared loudly in a hysterical voice. It had completely lost its original self-confidence. What it faced was definitely not a human being, but a monster, a monster. The Lord of Terror! !

"..."

It seems it's time.

I glanced at Jeluka in the distance, and she immediately nodded understandingly.

"Hilmanya, ring."

Zeluka extended the nature's peace ring in her hand to Hilmanya.

"Eh... me? Okay."

Hilmanya took the ring in surprise. She thought Jeluka wanted her to give it to His Highness the Prince. Although she didn't understand why she chose this kind of joint to send it now, why not send it in a better way, Hilmanya still He accepted the order without any other thought.

"No, I asked you to bring it."

Seeing Hilmanya looking like a warrior and preparing to step into the battlefield, Jeluka quickly grabbed her shoulders.

"I...I?!" This time, Hilmanya made an even more surprised sound.

"Yes, you, only you can complete this mission."

"me……"

Hilmanya was stunned, tears suddenly welling up in her eyes.

It must be His Royal Highness, the gentle His Royal Highness, who specifically gave me this opportunity. How can I repay this great kindness?

This was another beautiful misunderstanding. The reason why the ring was given to her was because Jeluka could not match any equipment except inherited equipment, and her prince... I'm sorry, the level is not enough, and Hilmanya was the only one present. The ability to wear this nature’s peace ring is why she was brought back.

Hilmanya didn't know this, and Jeluka was confused about Hilmanya's "sentimentality" for a while. So under such misunderstanding, Hilmanya wiped her red eyes hard, with a look of determination. , responded loudly.

"Yes, Lady Carol, let's take the glory of being an elf and I'll go!!"