Diablo Destruction

Chapter 1027 - Chapter 1028 Unbelievable

Having said that, I have been to the entire continent several times and the only people who can eat and digest skull biscuits are little ghosts. After thinking about it, I wisely gave up this and all the organs involved from teeth to vagina. Insurmountable thoughts.

Jeluka is obviously a patriotic and racist person. In the original world, he would probably be a fanatical guy who would rather starve to death than succumb to the enemy if the electrical appliances and furniture in his house were all made in China. She couldn't be persuaded to believe that there was something wrong with the skull biscuit. Instead, she was forced to try again in a place where no one was around by those eyes filled with aggrieved water.

At this point, I have given up and no longer complain about the principled issue of who is the master and who is the maid. Principles and other things are just a cloud in front of the beautiful elf girl. I am bleeding in my heart. I am saying this. He gave himself a thumbs up with a hearty smile, and then gave it a thumbs down.

In the deserted alley, Jeluka and I looked around like thieves in daylight. After making sure that no one was nearby, Jeluka put on the skull biscuits again.

There was no movement.

"Haha, let me tell you, it definitely failed just now."

Showing a winner's smile, I looked down at Jeluka with pity. Patriotism is not wrong, but if you put the fruit in the refrigerator and open it the next day, you will find that the fruit has been roasted, and you still insist that you are wrong. If you buy an oven as a refrigerator, you'd be a fool.

By the way, I have never bought AA batteries mistakenly for AA batteries.

Jeluka pursed her lips a little stubbornly, took off the skull biscuit without giving up, shook it a few times, and put it back on.

"Durruluduuluduulu~~~~~~~~~~~"

The same dazzling white light and loud alarm sounds as at the time of the teleportation array.

"See, that's right."

Quickly taking off the skull biscuits, Jeluka proudly raised her white chin.

"..."

No, if something needs to be shaken hard to work properly, it is already a defective product in its own sense...

Seeing that Jeluka looked like a pitiful prodigal dog hidden in her pride, I refrained from complaining.

but why……

The dazzling white light and the huge alarm, if they are all true, it would be incredible. How many crystal fragments were found to send out such a strong alarm?

Could it be that the Demon Fortress has been corroded to this extent? There are so many demonic conspiracies hidden in the bustling and bustling scene?

You said... I believe that the alliance's defense system is good? Or do you believe in a pirated skull cookie?

Isn't the answer obvious? Asshole! !

"Jeluka, bring that thing over here." I said coldly.

"Do...what?"

Suddenly stunned by my serious look, Jeluka froze and subconsciously handed over the skull biscuits slowly.

"Waste utilization."

I made a discus-throwing action, and I could make my final contribution to the promotion of the National Movement. This piece of iron is worth it in this life.

"I think His Royal Highness should consider how to throw himself out first."

The little hand that was handed over shrank, and Jeluka glared at me angrily. This is too much. Are you saying that I am more useless than this piece of iron? If you follow the plot development pattern in knight novels, I will save the world in the future and die with the big devil in the eyes of countless people. If you say this, the big devil will cry and ask why I am such a big devil. You have to die together with a guy who can't even break a discus. Doesn't this make you an idiot holding a non-combustible trash can and fucking together?

Still unwilling to give up, Jeluka put on the skull biscuit again. This time she did not call the police. However, she seemed to have doubts and took a few steps, walking from east to south and from south to north... Sorry, I lied. In fact, I There is no distinction between east, west and north at all. I just say this to suit the atmosphere. In short, it is a small circle.

Then, standing at a certain point, the alarm sounded loudly. After less than a second, it suddenly disappeared again. Then, without waiting for us to react, it sounded again and disappeared again. It repeated several times and finally calmed down.

"Look, isn't this broken?"

I looked at the skull biscuit with pity instead. I understood, I knew its feelings very well. It was because it was dissatisfied with an owner like Jeluka that it chose to protest with blood and tears in this devilish way.

"No problem tracking the magic device!!"

Jeluka grabbed my lapel and shook me desperately. What is this, violent force?

I tried to calm her down and coughed a few times.

"Okay, okay, let's just assume, if there's nothing wrong with this skull cookie, what happened?"

"First." I pointed at my index finger.

"The siren sound, even during the hunting operation, is not one-tenth as intense as it is now. According to our previous experience, it means that within a radius of more than ten kilometers, that is, within the demon fortress, there are so many hidden things Unbelievable crystal shards.”

"It's not ruled out that it's a few extremely powerful crystal fragments." Jeluka added.

"That's right."

I clapped my hands. If this was the case, it was really possible. The alliance's defense system was not a funnel. How could it allow so many terrible crystal fragments to penetrate inside? But if there were just a few, maybe they wouldn't be discovered. And if these crystal fragments contain terrifying power, they are indeed enough to mess up the entire demon fortress, which is very consistent with the enemy's way of thinking.

Moreover, looking at the alarm method just now, if it is a huge number of crystal fragments, it means that such a huge number left the search range of the pirate tracker at the same time and appeared at the same time. This is simply impossible, unless all of them are The crystal fragments were gathered together and dangling in some bag.

Compared to this possibility, I would rather believe that there are only a few crystal fragments... No, even if there are a few, it cannot be so coincidental that the alarm rings and stops, stops and rings again. Could it be that... there are only a few crystal fragments? One?

Ah...ah hahaha, how is this possible? For this kind of thing, although it does make sense to say that there is only one crystal shard at first glance, but if you think about it carefully, the alarm of the skull biscuit keeps ringing and stopping, indicating that the distance between the crystal shards is that it is free from it. Such a long distance between the maximum search lines has already caused the alarm to be so intense. Isn't this crystal fragment amazing? Maybe the Skeleton Dancer from Bikurast has lost his temper. Do people still need to be strong?

How is this possible? How could the same event happen twice?

I laughed, but my smile gradually became stiff.

Well, with this heaven-defying combination of quasi-tragedy emperor + trouble-attracting physique, nothing is impossible. Even if a World Power-level opponent comes over directly, I can only accept it.

Jeluka's face doesn't look very good either. From what I can imagine, she must have noticed it earlier.

"Say... maybe it's really broken."

She took off the skull biscuit like this and kept shaking it and murmuring. Sure enough, the immediate crisis was more practical than patriotism. Moreover, boycotting non-domestic rice because of patriotism would not hesitate to starve to death, and buying domestic rice because of patriotism. Food being poisoned are two completely different and even opposite things.

"No, maybe it's possible."

The situation was completely reversed. When Jeluka's cowardly nature was acting up and she was about to bury her head in the sand, I stood up and spoke firmly, rather than believe her.

"Even if there is only a one in 10,000 possibility, we cannot let it go. We must investigate. It seems that we can't leave today."

Seeing the cute look on Jeluka's slightly puffed mouth, I couldn't help laughing and slapped her on the head.

So, we suspended our move to the Plains of Despair and began to search along the sirens. To be honest, this process was not smooth. The beeping sirens and flashing lights were too eye-catching to be possible. There will always be so many deserted convenient alleys for us to search. How to endure the strange looks from others is indeed a problem.

"I hope no strange rumors will spread because of this."

I sighed in frustration and repeated the action of pulling down the brim of my cloak and hat, trying to block the all-pervasive gaze from around me. The timid Jeluka was even more pitiful. Not only did she wrap herself up with her cloak early, but she also Her body was almost pressed against my back, and through the thick cloak and clothes, I could feel her delicate body trembling under the gaze of these eyes.

I just hoped that things would not turn out to be the opposite and drive her crazy. After glaring at the people around me and getting rid of all the strange looks, I sighed again.

Despite this, Jeluka still meticulously put on skull biscuits at regular intervals to detect the target's specific location and see if it had moved to other directions. Even if it could not find a remote and uninhabited corner, facing the street Her piercing gaze was so fearful and resistant, yet she didn't deliberately cut corners because of this. I admire her a little.

Thanks to Jeluka's hard work, the hard work paid off, and the alarm sounded louder and louder. It seemed that we were not far from the target - if this skull biscuit was not broken.

"How...how could...?!"

When we finally found our target, we discovered that God had played a huge joke on us.

No matter how many times Jeluka tried, the target was always directed toward a dirty, thin child.

Yes, it was the guy we met a few times, the guy who dared to say that the gentle smiling face I drew was a bear.

"Um……"

Jeluka and I were deep in thought, then clapped our hands and spoke in unison.

"Sure enough, this thing is malfunctioning."

"Although I really want to kick His Highness the Prince, it seems that this is indeed the case."

Even Jeluka had to agree to this fact, as long as she kicked me.

How could a thin child, an orphan who could even be bullied by civilian children, be the host of a crystal shard with huge energy?

The fact that this child is dragging a basket of coal and struggling to step out step by step proves this point. If he (she) is really the host of the crystal shard, it is estimated that he or she will be the last person in the past ten centuries. An honest monster.

Thinking of this, Jeluka and I couldn't help but smile easily, but deep down in our hearts, there was still something we couldn't let go of.

"Go to the Mages Guild and have a look. The information on most of the residents of the Demonic Fortress is kept there. Well, it's simple."

I suggested this without any hope in my heart. In this era, let alone how complete the resident information system in the Magistrates Guild is, will it even register an orphan? Even if it does, it will be extremely simple. Information, nothing can be found at all.

Jeluka had no better idea, so she nodded, and we turned around and walked towards the Mages Guild.

With the help of the elder status, we obtained the relevant rights without any obstacles. Although we were worried before that we did not know the name of the other party and would spend a lot of time looking for it, however, when we revealed the appearance of the child After describing it, the mage who was responsible for leading us lit up his eyes, and ran towards one of the bookshelves as if he had thought of something, and then took out a copy.

"..."

Jeluka and I looked at each other from afar at the same time, thinking that it seemed that even these reclusive mages already knew about that guy's negative reputation.

"It turns out that the elder is talking about her. I didn't expect that the elder would notice her."

The mage murmured, smiling and handing me a piece of information.

"Uh, do you know something?"

I flipped through the information and asked again and again. It was a matter of course that there were many names listed on it. It was impossible for one person to occupy one share. Many of them simply listed a row of names, gender, and the person’s birth and family members. So simple.

"Well, if it's that kid, I know a little bit about it."

After hearing what the Master said, I put down the simple information in my hand and looked at the other party seriously.

According to the mage's description, the child seemed to have been abandoned by her parents when she was very young. Of course, it may not be appropriate to say abandoned. It's just that her parents went out once and never came back. In an environment like this, something would happen. Accidents are also normal.

Then, as we can see, a young and strong life began to be self-reliant, living in a simple pit at the foot of the mine, pulling a little bit of coal every day, and surviving alone until now.

"So that's it." I nodded thoughtfully.

"Wait." Jeluka suddenly said.

"Why, you know it in such detail, but only a few points are listed here."

She pointed at the information on my hand and looked at the mage curiously.

"Sir, please be careful."

Unexpectedly, Jeluka would notice such details. The mage cast an admiring look and continued.

"Because we have been paying attention to her since five years ago."

"Pay attention?" I raised my voice slightly and looked at the mage in surprise.

"Yes, that's right, because we noticed strong mental fluctuations from her. This is a very good seedling. If she can be trained into a mage in the future, her future will be absolutely immeasurable."

The middle-aged mage clicked his tongue with excitement in his eyes.

"Since she is a very good seedling, why don't you take good care of her and let her live on the street, suffering from starvation and bullying?"

"Of course it's for training. A strong will and a strong spirit are the foundation of a mage. We also want to see how far this child can go." His eyes gradually became fanatical.

"Besides, we are not completely ignoring it. The elders think that without the minimum help provided by the Mages Guild, can a child really survive to this day? As for being bullied, there is nothing we can do about it. We can't do it for a child. The child is specially escorted."

"Aren't you afraid that doing this will distort her character?"

"It is indeed possible, but if it really comes to that, just give up." The mage replied with a smile.

"You are just experimenting on each other." Jeluka and I stared coldly at the fanatical mage.

"We are just making the most beneficial plan. Although the child is indeed very pitiful, there are many poor children in this world. Even the Mages Guild cannot do the same thing one by one, sacrificing a child's childhood. If we succeed, we can Cultivate a powerful mage..."

After being glared at by us, the mage calmed down, lowered his head and chuckled. We saw a kind of indifference on his gentle face.

"..."

Even if we are dissatisfied with such a statement, we cannot blame each other. In this world, wanting everyone to be full of love and care for everyone is simply fart. Perhaps, the child should be grateful to the Mages Guild for using her as an experimental subject. Maybe he is still alive today.

Coming out of the Mages Guild, Jeluka and I were a little confused.

Although we obtained a lot of information, at least much more than we expected, some decisive factors were not discovered. Why did the child make the piracy tracker send such a huge alarm? Could it be that the piracy tracker was really malfunctioning? Yet?

In fact, they don’t even know the name of the child. It’s not because the Mages Guild is incompetent. It seems that the child’s parents didn’t give her a name. Really, what kind of parents are these? They can’t even name their child. He failed to do such a simple thing as his name. Even if such a guy really dies, it won't be a pity...