Diablo Destruction

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Early the next morning, like a thief, I crept quietly into the bushes near the road, and a sneaky head popped up, looking at the white tent on the grassy slope not far away.

I rubbed my dry belly and heard a thunderous sound coming from inside.

Last night... what a tragedy.

We were almost back at Carlos' house, only to find that even the noodles were gone. The three of us were there in a tragic state, looking at each other and at a loss.

Although being hungry all night is not a big deal for us adventurers, but this guy Seatok was restless and in a hurry. The bald man's head whirred and an idea flashed, and Carlos and I knew what was going on. Good thing.

Sure enough, this guy told us that we were bored and hungry anyway, so we might as well go to the grassland to enjoy the autumn breeze.

Carlos and I thought that this was not a bad thing, so we just took it as a tour with this big guy, so we nodded, and the three of us went to the teleportation circle. Under the weird eyes of the guards, we went to the Frozen Field.

After arriving, I discovered that there was a blizzard blowing in the frozen plains. It was impossible to find prey in such a harsh environment, but Seattlek was extremely excited because it smelled like his hometown, Harrogas.

Helpless, Carlos and I followed this guy and continued to go crazy, wandering in the icy plains in the wind and snow. We didn't see the prey, and we encountered a lot of monsters. Of course, facing three of us domain-level masters, These first-world Rogue Camp-level monsters labeled exclusively for rookie adventurers can really be blown to death with just a yawn.

"It's a pity that it can't be eaten. The meat quality of this thing, you can tell at a glance that it tastes great."

Seattlek, who claimed to be the best hunter in the Snowy Mountains, was carrying a dead hard-skinned mouse, poked the soft belly of the hard-skinned mouse with his fingers, and said with a smile.

The crusty mouse, which is like an enlarged version of a hedgehog, may be the only monster among the many hell monsters that makes people think "this little thing must taste good". Unfortunately, this is the first world, and the crusty mouse is just a projection. The body will dissipate before we can roast it.

"Mr., the best hunter in the Snowy Mountains, what's wrong?"

Even the good old Carlos, at this time, also had a long and dirty look on his face, and his words were thorny.

"I'm just saying there's absolutely nothing good that can come of hanging out with this guy."

I sneezed in the extremely cold wind and snow. I wrapped my cloak tightly and shook off the snow from my shoulders. I was no longer too lazy to despise Seattle.

If he had known this, he shouldn't have allowed Seattle to hunt in this ice and snow on a whim. If he had gone to the stone wilderness from the beginning, the three of them might have returned to the camp by now, built a campfire, and started grilling meat.

"It doesn't matter. In fact, I already have a perfect plan."

Seattlek laughed loudly, threw away the crusty rat corpse in his hand, looked around a few times, and then pointed in a direction.

"If my memory is correct, it should be in this direction."

"What's there?" I couldn't help but wonder.

"Have you forgotten? That lake in the Frozen Plains that never freezes all year round."

I thought about it and finally had some impression.

Yes, there is indeed a very famous lake in the Frozen Plains. Of course, what makes me remember it so deeply is because the base camp of Bisu Bosu, the great lord of the Frozen Plains, is near the lake. I recall that when I was a novice When I was young, I had the experience of hunting Bisu Bosu, and looking at myself now, I really feel a little bit sad that time flies by.

"It turns out that if there is a lake, hunting will be much easier." Carlos' expression softened slightly.

"I didn't expect there was such a trick."

I suddenly changed my view on Seattle. Maybe this guy has already thought of this. He is worthy of being the best hunter in the Snowy Mountains. Oh oh oh oh - let's set off.

What it would be like for a domain-level master to run wildly, that is, a novice needs to walk ten days and a half, but we only need a moment to complete the journey.

"Hey, there seems to be a fire?"

Our best hunter in the Snowy Mountains put his big hand on his brow, made a far-sighted gesture, and muttered.

"Is he an adventurer?"

I couldn't help but feel refreshed. Although I was a little embarrassed, if I met an adventure team in this kind of wilderness, even a meal would be a matter of course.

"It's unlikely. If you're an adventurer, it's possible for such a huge fire to rise in a place like this."

Carlos noticed something was wrong and frowned.

As soon as I thought about it, I knew what he meant, and yes, this lake is not only a water source that prey likes to visit, but monsters often gather here, and not far away is Bisu Bosu's camp.

I remember that when I came here, I didn’t even dare to camp near the lake. Instead, I went to a hidden jungle where I could peek into the lake from a distance. Like now, the fire was so bright that it was almost impossible to see anyone within a ten-mile radius. Monsters, perform group taunts.

"Let's see if he can be saved." Seatik curled his lips and rushed out first, looking carefree like he was a master in the field and he was afraid of someone.

As a result, we saw a speechless scene. Surrounding the lake, thousands of fallen demons were surrounding, lighting bonfires one after another, and setting up large earthen pots one after another, with some subtle black liquid rolling inside. Animal bones can be seen emerging from the pot.

Most of these thousands of fallen demons held a torch in their hands, and danced weird dances around the bonfire and food, as if they were holding some kind of bonfire party, creating a scene of a group of demons dancing wildly.

Seattle K: "..."

Carlos: “…

I:"……"

What is an unforeseen accident? This is it. Unless you have prophecy like Akara, otherwise, this kind of accident can easily make even our three domain-level masters disgraced and disgraced. shriveled.

It seems that God is not going to let us fill our stomachs easily tonight.

"So, our Mr. Hunter, what should we do now?"

Carlos and I's faces changed at every turn. When we saw that good things were being disturbed by the Sinking Demon, we immediately took our anger out on Seattle. It was this guy. Wouldn't it be better to choose the Stone Wilderness obediently at the beginning?

"How about... how about we join together?"

Seattlek pointed at the bonfire party below and laughed.

Following his hand, Carlos and I looked down again, subconsciously looking at the unknown black liquid in the pots, our stomachs churning.

That is food that even the stomachs of domain-level adventurers would not dare to challenge.

"You've finished eating, and we'll watch from the sidelines." Looking back, we looked at Seattle Ke with a sneer.

"Forget it, how can I eat alone?" Seattlek suddenly became righteous, so righteous that Carlos and I wanted to beat him up.

"It's all these fallen demons that have disturbed our good things. Sorry, I have to stretch my muscles."

Seatik was also angry in his stomach. Speaking of who among the three of them disliked being hungry, it was definitely him as a foodie barbarian who disliked him the least. So in a fit of anger, even these "adventurer nannies" wanted to move. .

Seattle's loud voice also successfully attracted the attention of the fallen demon opposite. There was a commotion, and the news soon spread to an open space in the center of the bonfire that clearly highlighted its status - a strangely colored fallen demon wizard.

The old guy's ghost-headed stick has been thrown aside, and he is lying on the ground with a group of attendants. He is groping around on the withered yellow grass with both hands attentively. From time to time, he stuffs what he finds into his mouth. When the foreign enemy invades, When the news reached its ears, the creature turned its head blankly and looked over. There was half a grasshopper-like insect in its mouth, with a section of its belly and half of its legs exposed. shake.

I don’t think this guy should be the king of the cold plains. He might as well just go on stage and become a comedian. It’s more promising.

The three of us were speechless at the same time, and then we watched Bisu Bosu get up in a panic and run towards the ghost-headed stick that was thrown aside. He did not forget to chew the bug quickly with his mouth, and ate the bug in one go. It bloomed with an expression of contentment and happiness dotted with dreamlike colorful bubbles, then grabbed its ghost-headed staff and instantly became ferocious.

"Lakanixiu!!"

From Bisubosu's mouth that had just swallowed the worm, the roar of the Demon of Sinking roared out that I missed so much. Rakani Xiu must be the one entrenched in the stone pillar array in the stone wilderness. I don't know if he is with Bisubosu, or When talking about having an affair with the entire Sinking Demon Clan, in short, I often hear him as "Baganisiu".

Thousands of fallen demons rushed up with an order, seemingly vast and unstoppable, but in front of Seatlek, numbers were nothing. This guy even had half of his shoulders bare and didn't hold any weapons as he rushed forward. , grabbed the Sinking Demon who was the first one, pulled it to both sides, and tore it in half, without losing his cruelty and bloodthirsty reputation at all.

The small knife in the hands of the Sinking Demon is like scratching an itch for him. The defense brought by Seattle's strong physique alone is no longer any projection monster below the level of a mini-boss in the first world. It can be broken.

So a massacre began. In just a few moments, hundreds of Sinking Demons fell down. The most shocking thing was Seattle's brutal methods. Not a single Sinking Demon had a complete corpse. The worst one was killed. After tearing off its limbs alive, it swung its head around for a while and used it as a "human stick" weapon.

Just like how ants fight, Seatik soon got tired of it. He suddenly stopped and let those small knives slash at his body. Then he raised his chin, something brewing in his throat...

Carlos and I quickly blocked our ears and retreated a thousand meters away.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch!"

The barbarian's shouting skill, in the form of a terrifying physical sound, roared out from Seattle's raised mouth and spread in all directions to the west. Wherever the sound wave passed, the weak and pitiful fallen demons fell like wheat.

This sound wave, centered around the lake, spread out for several kilometers before disappearing completely. Therefore, in just the blink of an eye, all the thousands of fallen demons by the lake were dead. Even Bi Xubosu couldn't survive it. Seattle's voice.

"You have done evil."

Seeing the death of thousands of fallen demons, except for Bisu Bosu who contributed a few gold coins, none of the other fallen demons exploded. I couldn't help but sigh, and I understood a little bit why the old drunkard was so strapped for money.

"Now that you are satisfied, let's go to the Stone Wilderness to see..."

I suggested, touching my even more shriveled belly, but I hadn't finished speaking yet.

"It's not satisfying, it's really not satisfying..."

Covered in blood, Seattle looked like he had just killed a god, and walked back shaking his head. Suddenly, his sharp eyes, already ignited with fighting spirit, fell on the two of us, and finally focused on Carlos.

"Carlos, it's better to choose a different day than to hit it. Isn't this the best training ground? Why don't the two of us have a good time?"

With that said, before Carlos could agree, he rushed up like a bull.

"well--"

In my ears, I heard Carlos sighing arrogantly but still showing unwillingness to express his intention. The two figures quickly fought together. Probably because they didn't want to destroy the lake, Akala scolded him and hit him. Sweeping away in the distance...

"..."

A gust of wind and snow passed over me, and I felt like I was abducted by a trafficker to the station. Then the police uncle suddenly appeared and battled wits with the trafficker, turning the originally simple trafficking incident into a complicated and confusing one. In the end, the *** defeated the evil. I thought I could regain it. I was so excited that I burst into tears, but I didn’t expect that the policeman would directly press the trafficker and leave, leaving me, the victim, aside...

Yes, my current mood is as complicated as anyone who has understood the thought that he just had without stopping for a breath.

Eventually, I didn’t even have the energy to go to the stony wilderness, so I returned to camp and slept one night by the campfire near Carlos’ tent.

The above is my current review of all the painful experiences last night.

It's so early. Veras probably hasn't gotten up yet. Very good. Let's sneak back quietly and see if there are any leftovers left last night to eat. If not, even the dead dog's dog bowl has to be looked for. That being said The dead dog was obviously just a reserve of dry food, but the food was better than what I ate when I went out. It was unforgivable. It seemed that the days of sharpening the knives were coming soon, and it would not be surprising if one day a delicious dog meat stew suddenly appeared on the table.

I tiptoed close to the tent. When I was still a hundred meters away, I suddenly fell down as if I had encountered a bomb in front of me. I moved forward prone and put my ears on the ground every ten meters to detect the enemy. .

Finally, after a near-death journey, I successfully lurked at the door of the tent, carefully stretched out my hand, and gently opened the tent door.

He glanced at the familiar shoes, and then slowly raised his eyes. Vilas was like a giant, blocking the door with his hands on his hips, looking down at him with a condescending gaze with a slightly bulging mouth.

First thought: It's a pity that Veras's maid uniform is a long skirt style.

Second thought: It’s over! ! ! !

"grown ups!!"

A voice that was obviously angry came,

"Ha...ah haha, Vilas, morning...morning."

I climbed up from the ground with a smile, covered in dirt, and stood in front of Vilas with a gray face. Facts have proved that this appearance has the effect of "-100 vitality value" and "+100 maternal instinct" for Vilas. -

"Are you really an adult, or a child?"

Sure enough, Willas's momentum was relieved, and she stretched out her white hands and gently wiped my face.

"Little Lulu, are you still angry about what happened last night?"

Strike while the iron is hot, I grabbed Willas's warm little hand, showing a pitiful look.

"Woo~~~"

Willas's face immediately turned red.

"That...that's of course. A fool like you, a pervert, a liar, clearly promised that he would not be discovered by others. But... wuwu~~~~"

Before I had time to say something nice, Vilas thought of something again, put her hands on her hips, puffed out her little mouth, and assumed a posture that looked more cute and cute than angry.

"But what I'm angry about right now is not this, but the adults..."

It did seem to make her very angry. For a moment, Vilas's eyes flashed with a sinister look that said, "Is it OK to slap it with a pan?"

"Where did you go all night? Not only did you not eat dinner, you didn't even come home all night!!"

Vilas’ eyes were staring straight at me like “ji~~~~~~”.

"that……"

If I tell the truth, I was too frightened by Vilas's pans to go home, I would have died miserably. This realization flashed through my mind, and I immediately changed my tune.

"Carlos, Seattle, and I chatted all night and asked them for a lot of combat experience." I whispered, wiping my sweat.

"So this is ah."

Vilas seemed to be relieved, and the cute expression on her face, like an angry little hamster, also relaxed.

"Even if this is the case, you have to tell us. We have been worried all night."

"Yes, yes, I will say hello to everyone first next time." I was secretly happy, it seemed that I got over it.

"Me, I have been worried about whether you will be tricked into an underground casino or something and lose all your clothes, or whether you will go to such a shady place and get drunk by a woman..."

As she spoke, Vilas half-covered her face in worry, as if imagining that kind of thing happening.

"No... no matter what..."

It feels like, rather than saying that Vilas is worried about me, she is worried about my IQ. Is this my misunderstanding?

"Gululu~~~~~"

My stomach makes a thunderous sound at the right time.

"Are you hungry? Could it be that you didn't have dinner last night?" Vilas looked confused.

"That... I was too involved in the conversation for a while..." I burst into tears.

"Really, it's really worrying. How do adults live when they are alone?"

With a worried and distressed look on her face, Vilas pulled me to sit down, and then held up the steaming meals one by one.

"Fortunately, I was prepared."

Hands together,

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