Diablo Destruction

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Compared with the darkness of the camp, the newly built new area is still lit with lights.

From time to time, a group of soldiers passed by every road, every entrance, and every corner. Under the perfect patrol route designated by Lena and Linya, every piece of land in the entire new district was under the surveillance of soldiers.

There are also magic circles set up in places where it is easy to hide people. As long as someone touches them, soldiers will be immediately attracted to patrol.

Although after changing jobs, mercenaries and job transferees can see in the dark, but depending on the situation, there will also be druids who are the best in night vision, and those mercenaries have to have poor eyesight at night. It's much lower than those who have changed jobs, and it's far less convenient than coming during the day.

Not to mention those soldiers who have not yet transferred to other positions. In the dark night, they can only see hazily, and their vision is greatly hindered.

Most of these soldiers are composed of mercenary level and soldier level warriors. In this dark night, each team will light a magic torch to increase their field of vision.

This also resulted in a brightly lit landscape in the new area. Tens of thousands of soldiers were here, and the moving torches and bonfires illuminated the entire new area as brightly as day.

Except for the soldiers, the new area is almost empty. Neither civilians nor adventurers will come here at this time. Logically speaking, most of the troops should be able to withdraw.

And now, at such a late hour, the number of patrolling soldiers increased instead of decreasing, just because in the very center of the new area, the lights in the certain pillar-shaped tents were still on.

The future Grand Elder of the Alliance, Lady Akara’s assistant, Lady Lena, and even though they are not elders, they have already shouldered more responsibilities than other elders (such as a certain drunkard, such as a certain explosive demon) Lady Linya is still working inside.

These 10,000 soldiers were just to protect these two adults. They had no complaints and no regard for fatigue.

In the dead of night, only a series of neat footsteps and the sound of burning torches and firewood echoed in the new district. The soldiers scanned the surroundings carefully with serious expressions. There were few speakers, creating a very depressing and solemn alert. Severe weather.

At this moment, more than a dozen black shadows sneaked into the new area silently.

They seemed to be very familiar with the layout of the entire new area, the patrol routes of the soldiers, and even the magic circle set up in that place. After sneaking in unhurriedly, they almost followed the gaps where the soldiers patrolled, turning left and right. Interspersed bit by bit.

Under the strict patrol route, these cloaked men in black struggled. Sometimes in order to avoid risks, they had no choice but to retreat and wait for opportunities again.

But there is no doubt that they are still advancing step by step, gradually approaching the more heavily guarded central area. The flag on the top of the pillar tent is like a lighthouse, giving them clear direction.

The strength of these people is much higher than that of the patrolling soldiers. On average, they have the strength of a demon fortress-level adventurer. One or two even reach the second-level level of strength in the second world. Moreover, they seem to have undergone special training and are extremely good at it. Hidden, under such a tight siege, you can still move forward.

Although they were much stronger than the patrolling soldiers, they did not dare to act rashly and did not even think of alarming these soldiers.

If it were just a group of soldiers, any one of these dozen black shadows could easily be defeated and killed.

However, if hundreds or thousands of soldiers are attracted, then they will be the unlucky ones.

Since they regard the Adventurer Alliance as sworn enemies, these men in black must have a certain understanding of the backbone of the entire Rogge camp, that is, the tens of thousands of soldiers.

Although the individuals are very weak, and some are not even as good as the rookie adventurers who have just changed jobs, they, the current soldiers in the camp, have been tempered countless times by the alliance in the past few years, such as the time when monsters attacked the village nine years ago. After experiencing large and small wars, each other's spirit, will, fighting spirit, and momentum have begun to resonate.

The benefits brought by this resonance had been witnessed by these men in black on the morning when the teleportation array was opened. Yes, it was the so-called [potential].

Ten soldiers can be condensed into a small force. The [Position] of a few hundred soldiers can resist a strong person who has just reached the domain level. The [Position] formed by ten thousand soldiers can even defeat a strong person at the domain level. Those who stay away from it.

At the military parade on the day when the teleportation array was opened, the [power] exuded by tens of thousands of soldiers could already make strong people like Carlos, Seattle Ke and Sharna feel restless and suppressed, and couldn't help but exude He has come to resist this coercion in his own domain, which shows how terrifying the [Potential] is.

Although the more than ten men in black are very powerful, none of them have reached the pseudo-realm level. If hundreds of soldiers are recruited at once, let alone completing the mission, there is still a question whether they can go back alive.

"Tsk, only when you really take action will you realize the trouble."

The man in black, who was hiding in the dark, couldn't help but screamed when he saw that the closer he got to the central area, the guards became tighter and tighter, almost forming a dragnet.

In the past few days, they have clearly understood the layout of the new area and the patrol routes of the soldiers. They have even planned several infiltration routes, so they are so familiar with it.

But when they took action, they still felt what it means to talk on paper but only realize it. When exploring these patrol routes, they were not afraid of being discovered and could move around freely, so they just felt that the patrol layout was relatively tight, but once they actually took action , this tight, but turned into fine spider silk, silty mire, giving them a feeling of being trapped deep in it, surrounded by a group of people and in a dilemma.

It's like playing chess. Standing nearby, you can see clearly, so you can easily grasp the direction. But once you sit on the chess table, you are stuck in the clouds and don't know what to do.

"Linya and Lena, these two are indeed Akela's right-hand men. Their intelligence can be seen from the patrol layout in front of them. However, this makes them even more valuable to kill."

The man in black next to him licked his lips, his eyes full of gray aura, as if his soul was a gray-white dead world without any life.

The wrinkled smile on his face was cruel, ferocious, and had the fearlessness of a dead soldier.

The other people all look similar. Although they are not demons, they are better than demons. Although demons are cruel and murderous, they still value their own lives. However, the eyes of these people are filled with an energy that can be ignored. The will to pounce hesitantly towards mountains of swords and seas of fire.

No wonder there is a sentence mentioned in many historical records: once humans become corrupted, they are more terrifying than demons.

Hundreds and thousands of years ago, the catastrophes that occurred repeatedly in the Alliance were often inextricably related to the group of Fallen. It was not until the past few hundred years that the Alliance began to strictly control and select talents. Those with mental skills Even if a person who is not upright or has a weak mind has the qualifications to become an adventurer, the Alliance will not grant him the qualification to become an adventurer.

As a result, although it led to hundreds of years, the number of adventurers plummeted, and they were so suppressed by the hell clan that they could hardly lift their heads. The unarmed civilians also lived through an extremely dark period, the Dark Age, The alliance's approach and its prestige have been repeatedly questioned.

But gradually, people discovered that although life was hard, it was also much more stable. The number of adventurers was reduced, but the quality of those selected was higher. The power of the Fallen Alliance was also effectively suppressed. By Akara's generation, the Fallen Alliance can hardly pose a threat to the Adventurer Alliance anymore, and the overall power of the Alliance has also increased due to the rising tide. It can take a breather under the despotic power of the Hell Clan.

It can be said that the relative stability over the years was definitely not obtained out of thin air, nor was it achieved by Akara's wisdom that could defy the heavens in one fell swoop, but was paid for by billions of human beings who have experienced hundreds of years of dark ages.

A few years ago, the Fallen Alliance would occasionally come out to stir up trouble and make waves, such as the massacre against the Western Kingdom eight years ago.

But in recent years, the Fallen Alliance has become increasingly powerless. This is not only because the three mainstays, Carlos, Seattle, and Yaro, are dead and betrayed. The three giants have collapsed and disintegrated in the blink of an eye. .

In addition to the weakening of its own strength, what made the Fallen Alliance feel the most was the changes in the Adventurer Alliance. Yes, it had become stronger. At a speed that could be seen with the naked eye, in nine years, it seemed as if it had grown from a baby to a human. Like a young man, such earth-shaking changes have taken place.

The source of this series of changes, the officials of the Fallen Alliance, gradually set their sights on a druid nine years ago, who suddenly appeared in the Rogge camp as if out of thin air. Yes, it caused such a big change in the alliance. The guy in question is not the Akara they always thought, but this seemingly plain-looking Druid.

Therefore, the Fallen Alliance inquired and planned for a long time before carrying out this meticulous operation. It was not aimed at God's birthday, but at this damn druid.

"Tell me, if we kill those two women, what will happen to that druid?"

While waiting for the opportunity, a man in black couldn't help but reveal a twisted and extremely excited smile.

"It's just like your expression now." Another man in black looked at the other person and replied.

"Hehe~~~"

More than a dozen people laughed in unison.

"However, our chance of success this time is very slim. After all, there are tens of thousands of soldiers. Those two women are now in high positions in the alliance, and they will definitely be protected by strong people around them, mainly the leader."

"When we attract attention here, the leader can... Hehe..."

"Hush, be quiet, we're about to start taking action."

Peering through a crack, more than a dozen men in black suddenly turned into silent black and silver streams, shuttling back and forth, approaching the central area bit by bit.

Several times, even they thought they would be discovered, but God seemed to be taking care of them, and saved them from danger time and time again. Finally, amid the stars of dozens of bonfires and the moon, the huge pillar, as bright as day, emerged. A shaped tent appeared in their sight.

Their goal is inside.

More than a dozen people were breathing heavily, their eyes red with excitement.

Unexpectedly, I managed to sneak in successfully in the end.

More than a dozen pairs of eyes looked at each other, and another man in black with the figure of a mage slowly took out his staff, his lips trembling slightly.

However, the moment his lips trembled, a ghost-like arrow was inserted into the center of his forehead. The arrow penetrated straight through his head and was exposed from behind his forehead, with red blood on it, and White brains.

With just one blow, the mage was instantly killed.

There were more than a dozen people in black around them, but they didn't even react. It wasn't until the arrow was inserted into the forehead of the black-clothed mage that it took a full second for the excitement and excitement on his face to turn into... Huge surprise.

"Discovered."

"rush!!"

Seeing his partner slowly falling down with a look of surprise on his face, as if he hadn't yet understood how he died, the remaining men in black burst out and jumped out of the woods in mid-air. The cloak on his body was lifted heavily, and with more than a dozen cloaks flying high, the ferocious armored helmet and weapons were revealed. It was like a jackal and cheetah that had been hiding with bated breath. Suddenly it showed its claws and fangs, and the aura of the sky was exuded, like It rushed towards the tent like a ferocious beast.

These people had investigated long ago. As the future Great Elder's assassin, there is an extremely powerful Rogge archer beside him, and he may have reached the realm of pseudo-domain.

The arrow just now is the best evidence. One arrow kills instantly. Even if the opponent is a mage, only a strong person in the pseudo-domain can do it.

Facing a pseudo-domain-level archer, escaping is futile and fighting is futile. The only way they can think of is to rush as hard as they can, to trade the lives of their companions for a chance to break into the tent, and maybe even return. You can gain something.

The distance from the place where they rushed out to the tent was about a thousand meters. For them, the distance of crossing this thousand meters was just a matter of a few breaths, but now, this seemingly The insignificant intensity, these short breaths, turned into a Shura field in their eyes.

They had already seen the female Rogge standing at the door of the tent, exuding a powerful aura like a Valkyrie with a bow and shooting at the sun. She was pulled into a full moon arrow, facing them, exuding endless energy. With the force, every man in black felt that he had been locked by the tip of the cold arrow, and a premonition of death arose in his heart.

Under the action of this pseudo-domain-level archer, in a short distance of one thousand meters, two or three people from more than ten people could rush to the tent, which was already considered very good.

Even though they knew this fact, these dozen fallen ones did not have any fear or flinch because of it. They never received missions... No, it should be said that they had given up life and death since they became fallen ones, and completely Become a revenge machine.

However, the massacre scene as they expected did not appear. The powerful Rogge archer just maintained his attacking posture, but the arrow that made them feel the breath of death was still not shot.

Could it be said that he and others were suppressed by the aura of looking forward to death? Chu'er is Chu'er, although she has the strength in the pseudo-realm, she is hesitant.

However, the ice-like gaze of the Rogge archer gave them a different feeling.

No matter what happens, be sure to seize this opportunity! !

These fallen ones speeded up again, and one of them, a wizard, had completed the spell, moved his staff a little closer to the tent, and then revealed a sinister smile.

It’s done.

"Rumble————!!"

A terrifying sound came from the sky, and within a split second, a huge meteorite appeared above everyone's heads out of thin air, and smashed straight towards the tent with the power to destroy everything.

If this meteorite can successfully hit the tent, it is conservatively estimated that the woman named Linya is said to be at a high level and will not be able to kill her instantly.

But the future Great Elder, the assassin, has no power at all. Once the meteorite hits him, he will immediately turn into a mass of flesh and blood, or even powder, and die inexplicably.

This meteorite was of great importance and attracted everyone's attention. The speed of more than a dozen fallen people subconsciously slowed down, their eyes widened, and they closely followed the trajectory of the meteorite.

At the critical moment, a dazzling white light suddenly flashed across the sky.

It was like thunder, fleeting and fleeting, so fast that people thought it was an illusion.

However, after the white light flashed, the meteorite that fell with a strong aura was neatly divided into two halves.

Completely, a white light emerged from the center, cutting it in half.

No, it's not just that. White lights suddenly appeared on the meteorite. In an instant, they were like fine spider webs all over the meteorite's surface. Under the fierce air friction, the meteorite let out a mournful cry and was divided into countless fragments. Scattered around the tent, making countless small holes in the hard soil, emitting burnt smoke and smelling unpleasant.

How many swords must be struck to cut a huge meteorite into such small pieces?

Everyone just saw a flash of lightning-like white light passing by. Perhaps only Claudia, who had reached the pseudo-realm, could see a blurry sword shadow in front of her, but that was all.

Even Claudia was stunned for a moment. Is this the difference between pseudo-realm and real-world?

Crodia was like this, not to mention the dozen or so fallen ones. They even forgot about their tasks for a moment. They stopped and stared blankly at the debris on the ground, their eyes filled with disbelief.

After an unknown amount of time, these dozen pairs of eyes slowly lifted up and landed on the master wielding the sword.

At some point, there was a paladin at the door of the tent.

Wearing simple armor and holding a long sword in his hand, under the light of the blood moon, it reflected a brighter luster than the surrounding torches. It was touching and one could tell at a glance that it was not ordinary.

The helmet is empty, and the short hair exposed is quite weird. It is actually black and white, but it also has a unique charm. The most surprising thing was that face. It was a perfect male profile that even angels and elves would be jealous of. His pupils were as deep as the night, and he had an indifference and vicissitudes of life that no human could have.

Simple, vicissitudes of life, powerful, and handsome. For a moment, these more than ten men in black all subconsciously flashed these judgments in their hearts about the paladin who appeared in front of them.

However, what shocked them the most was Lian Ran's identity as a paladin.

"Carlos, it's you!!"

The eyes of a fallen person ranged from shock, disbelief, to anger. He looked at the paladin opposite, with a burning anger in his eyes.

"It turned out to be one of the three giants who betrayed our fallen alliance, Carlos!!"

The rest of the fallen also screamed, roared, and raised their swords. Their hateful eyes, eager to eat his bones and chop his flesh, fell on Carlos.

In a sense, Carlos and Seattle's rebellion and [designing to kill another giant, Lord Yallo], these actions made the members of the Fallen Alliance resent them even more than they did the Adventurer Alliance.

"Give up. Your actions are already under our control."

Carlos shook his head at these looks of hatred that could make people's hair stand on end.

If he could, he didn't want to kill these people, these poor people.

The dozen or so fallen people were startled and looked around, only to realize that they and others had been surrounded by thousands of soldiers.

Very good, the greater the movement here, the smoother things will go for the leader.

"Humph, give up? We still don't know who will win."

"Give up, I can protect you from death." Carlos looked at the dozen fallen people, as if he had not heard their words, and said again. He suddenly turned his attention to one person, raised his voice, and shouted loudly.

"Hawke, are you going to disobey my orders too?"

This fallen man named Hawke was Carlos's former subordinate and had followed Carlos for many years.

"I……"

Under Carlos' powerful scolding, Hawke seemed to have returned to those days when he was under Carlos, and his tone couldn't help but hesitate.

"me……"

"Hoke, don't be fooled by him. This guy is no longer the Big Three, but a traitor!!"

The fallen ones nearby shouted, and they were even more angry towards Carlos.

"I'm sorry, Brother Carlos, I can't listen to you this time." Hawk lowered his head for a while, showing a dull smile.

"Boss Carlos, can you tell me why you betrayed us?"

"Because... I have found what I want, and I have concerns in my heart."

Carlos murmured, and his consciousness flashed through the inventory.

There were three things neatly placed there, a small black inconspicuous stone, an empty lunch box, and many rose candies.

"Really, have we arrived already? No wonder from the beginning, I felt that Boss Carlos was different from us."

Hawke laughed, his smile twisted and bitter.

"Hawk, leave the Adventurers League." Carlos stared into the other person's eyes and said word by word.

"Where can I go after I leave? I'm just a walking corpse."

"I can give you a home."

The word home seemed to shock Hawke's soul, making his pupils suddenly widen.

Then, suddenly, he burst out laughing so wildly.

"No, Lord Carlos, you are wrong, you are wrong, what I want is not home!!" With such a crazy roar, Hawke suddenly became extremely calm again, and his emotions were ups and downs, completely like a madman.

"Boss Carlos, I, Hawke, the one I respect the most in my life is you, and the one I hate the most is you."

After saying this, a mouthful of thick blood suddenly spurted out from Hawke's mouth. His body shook a few times. His eyes, probably tired, gave people a very tired feeling. He slowly closed them, and his body Then he fell to the ground.

"Hawk!"

"Hawk committed suicide!"

"Damn it, you damn traitor!"

Seeing Hawke who had become a corpse, the other fallen people made a commotion and cursed.

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