Diablo Destruction

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"Huchi...huchi..."

Along the quiet camp road, a silent black shadow passed by like a ghost, leaving only a series of heavy breathing echoing.

The plan failed.

As one of the four major cadres of the Fallen Alliance, the leader's mood went from extremely angry to now calm in just a moment.

Akara is indeed superior in skills. It seems that our plans and actions have long been under her control.

Turning around and diving into the jungle, quickly flashing through the forest, thoughts flashed through the leader's mind.

It was precisely because he was an enemy that he understood the horror of Akara. After calming down, he actually felt that the development of the situation in front of him was a matter of course. If he succeeded easily, he might be stunned for a long time.

I don’t know what’s going on in the new district, but I guess it’s impossible to succeed unless Akara goes crazy and wants to get rid of his killers.

After sorting out this operation, the leader found that there was only one question left in his mind - why didn't Kasha catch up?

With Kasha's strength, it would be easy to catch up with him. Could it be that she was afraid of making trouble and did not dare to leave the side of the Rogge singer? No, it's impossible. If Kasha wants to take action, the leader won't be able to jump away at all, so there's no need to chase him.

The leader is still very clear about the gap between the realm and the pseudo-realm.

Could it be that this was also Akara's plan, deliberately letting himself go so that he could follow the clues and dig out and destroy many of the Freedom Alliance's bases?

One thought after another flashed through the leader's mind, and he completely sorted out all the possibilities, trying to figure out Akara's plan.

Huh, if that's the case, then Akara underestimates our determination. Now that we've come to the camp, we have no intention of going back.

A twisted and ferocious look flashed through his dark eyes, and the leader secretly clenched his fist.

Moreover, if you think that our plan is just like this, you are totally wrong. Akara, now that I know that you may have a clear grasp of our actions, should I just sit back and wait for death, without any changes?

Thinking like this, the leader's eyes fell to the upper reaches of the distant camp that was swallowed by darkness, and he showed a vicious smile.

We will never die in vain. Thousands of people will be buried with us, and we will spend this birthday of God in a whirlpool of despair! !

Withdrawing his smile and gaze, the leader's eyes sank and he began to think again.

No, I have to create some more chaos and let more soldiers and strong men come to catch me and kill me. It is best to make Akara too busy to pay attention to the secret move.

Thinking of this, the leader stopped and looked around.

Because Kasha's appearance disrupted his plan, he ran in panic. At this time, he had arrived at the bloody wasteland outside the camp. He looked back at the fire behind him and made some calculations. The leader discovered that this place was at least ten miles away from the camp. A few kilometers away.

If he could still go back alive, those guys would definitely laugh him to death. Although he was determined to die, he was so frightened by a Kasha that he ran out of the camp more than ten kilometers away in one breath.

But this is good, as it makes it easier to sneak back into the camp and cause chaos.

The leader turned around and was about to run back towards the land of fire behind him, when suddenly, a throbbing flashed through his heart.

It was like being suddenly doused with ice water on a hot day. My whole body, and even every hair on my body, shivered for a moment.

It wasn't until he pulled out his attention and observed the situation around him that he realized that the atmosphere around him was very strange.

That feeling... is a little hard to describe. It's like there is an unknown wave everywhere between heaven and earth, but there is none around him. It's like it has been specially taken out to prevent him from feeling it.

If the fluctuations that made his heart palpitate were painted with a layer of gray, then the entire world would be gray as far as the eye could see, except for the space within about ten meters around it, which was white, just like a snow-white... snow-white birdcage.

This invisible birdcage has been moving with him, constantly affecting his sense of crisis, sixth sense, subconscious, etc.

Going in any direction is wrong and will lead to destruction. The only way is to keep walking along this route. Under the guidance of this mysterious aura, the leader who focuses on the battle of wits with Akala succeeds. I was led to this deserted place by my own feelings.

"Who, who is it?! If you have the guts, don't hide your head and show your tail!! Come out!!"

In an instant, the leader's pores opened wide, his hair stood on end, and he roared loudly in the darkness around him.

Who can do this? Kasha? No, it's impossible for her. She can't do this, but she can actually affect her own thinking. How can Kasha, an Amazon, do this kind of powerful spiritual power? Even if she reaches the power of the world, she can't do it. arrive! !

A strong sense of crisis poured into the leader's body like a tide. He roared suddenly, and the surging high-level power of the pseudo-domain spread out in all directions, trying to find the guy who was secretly following and influencing him secretly.

The powerful pseudo-field spread out, and when it was ten meters away, it suddenly made a crisp sound, as if something had burst.

Invisible to the naked eye, the "snow-white birdcage" around the leader shattered, filling the space between heaven and earth with gray. The moment the cage shattered, it poured overwhelmingly into the sky. The feeling was as if it was thousands of meters deep under the sea. At this point, a large hole in the vacuum suddenly shattered, and the surrounding seawater immediately rushed in with a water pressure that could crush a person into a meat pie in an instant.

The leader's advanced pseudo-realm had no resistance in front of this force and was quickly broken. The aura that filled the world enveloped him in a tenth of the blink of an eye. .

Suddenly, the leader's whole body stiffened and his pupils suddenly dilated!

Angry! Killing intent!

The strong aura that fills the world is the embodiment of these words.

Substantial anger and murderous intent were like sharp needles, constantly piercing every inch of the leader's heart.

Even in the Free Alliance, which may be the most complex and huge place with mixed negative auras on the Dark Continent, the leader has never felt such strong anger and murderous intent, it is simply coming from the Demon King and Demon God.

Crodia, who is also an expert in the pseudo-domain, was so far away from him that he was so overwhelmed by this anger and murderous intent that he could hardly move. One can imagine the pressure the leader was facing at this time.

Almost as soon as the anger and murderous intent seeped through, the skin inside the armor cracked and oozed blood. His heart seemed to be held by a big hand, and he could only struggle weakly. The energy and blood in his body was churning, and his blood vessels were about to burst. .

The whole head was filled with a strong pressure, and blood flowed from the nostrils, mouth, eyes, and ears.

There was a roar from his body, like a huge mountain falling down, and he knelt down on one knee, and his whole body screamed as the bones in his body could not be squeezed.

In an instant, the leader turned into a bloody man.

Just... just the aura exuding from his body... a surge of anger and murderous intent can make him look like this, almost killing himself. Who is the other party...

Under such strong pressure that he was almost pressed down by a mountain, the leader relied on his inhuman will to slowly turn around and look at the opposite side.

It was originally a deserted wilderness, with dead grass, cold wind, and blood moon.

At this time, I don’t know when, a stuffed bear suddenly appeared.

It has brown hair all over its body, except for its belly and nose, which have a ring of white and furry hair, and looks very cute.

However, there was no single thought in the leader's mind.

Because the overwhelming anger and murderous intent emanated from the ragdoll bear standing motionless in front of him. The black gems were inlaid deep in the same eyes as above, condensing a violent and pure chaos. For a moment, the leader almost mistakenly thought that the person standing in front of him was the Great Demon God Baal and Diavolo.

"you you……"

From the leader's bleeding lips, he spat out a few syllables tremblingly. He wanted to raise his head and point at the other party, but he couldn't even do this. The stuffed bear looked like an extremely angry demon god, standing in front of the demon god. , a small pseudo-field master, it is already very good to be able to speak out.

He finally remembered.

In the past two days, he had passed by this stuffed bear several times on the street.

At that time, he also became suspicious of the stuffed bear. Fearing that it was Akala's trick, he asked his men to investigate and found that this stuffed bear was not the first time it appeared, but had appeared more than half a year ago. It had been known to the people of the camp before.

Akala couldn't have predicted his plan more than half a year ago, and then laid out the chess pieces at this moment. In addition, this stuffed bear seems to be walking around the camp every day, playing with the children. Seeing this, the leader also Just relax completely.

Unexpectedly, this stuffed bear, which was harmless to humans and animals no matter how he looked at it, and which made him let down his vigilance, would actually fight here. It changed from the clumsy appearance he saw on the street during the day, and exuded such a terrifying aura. It was like a docile Styrian beast that suddenly transformed into a monstrous dragon.

"I know...I know who you are...hahahahaha...Akara...I really can't beat you..."

At this time, the leader finally understood who the ragdoll bear in front of him was. Who else in the entire camp besides that person could exude such a terrifying aura?

Except for the druid Wu Fan who can defeat even monsters with the power of the world, is regarded as a thorn in the side of the Freedom Alliance, and is the main target of this operation! !

He looked up to the sky and smiled miserably, as if crazy. Suddenly, the leader's body shook, and he actually resisted the oppression and stood up straight. His body and the blood on his body suddenly burned and turned into a terrifying corpse. fire man.

Life burns.

It would be great if he could master the complete berserk. Maybe even the extremely powerful man in front of him would suffer a small loss. This was the last regretful thought that passed through the leader's heart while he laughed wildly.

"Die to me!!"

With a loud shout that was condensed with a lifetime of life, hatred and will, the dagger in his hand trembled continuously. With some unknown technique, he actually completed three energy gatherings in an instant.

The highest level of assassin's martial arts, Phoenix Attack! !

The leader, wrapped in the powerful air current, is like a powerful phoenix that has been reborn from nirvana. The dagger in his hand cuts through the sky, as if whispering a phoenix lament that never returns.

The flying dragon is in the sky! !

It is another advanced skill. After burning his life and abandoning everything, the leader's mind has no self and no other. He has completely gotten rid of the oppression of the other party and fully exerts his own power.

From the Phoenix attack, gathering Qi, to the flying dragon teleporting in the sky to attack, the whole process was compressed to half a second. Half a second later, the leader's voice appeared behind the stuffed bear, with the dagger in his hand, carrying the power of the Phoenix attack. The powerful power of chaos that arose crazily poured into the tip of the dagger, showing a twisted chaotic black color.

The leader believed that even a domain-level expert would be seriously injured if he took this blow from him.

I have to get some money back...

The word "Ben" was still echoing in his mind, and a black shadow that shocked the sky had slapped him hard on the face.

Turn around - Kick! !

The cape and hat were completely blown away by the strong wind. It can be seen that the leader's face was severely deformed under this foot. The helmet was cracked, the bones were bent, the eye sockets were squeezed, and a pair of pale eyeballs were prominent. Half a finger high, if it weren't for the protection of the rules, the leader's head would have been shattered by this kick.

Even so, with this kick, he only had a sliver of life left at most. This was a Hell Fighting Bear kick that even Carlos and Seattle Ke would tremble from the bottom of their hearts when they saw it.

Following a large rumbling sound, a black shadow, after absorbing the power of the kick, flew out like a cannonball, and its continuously retreating body left a drag mark hundreds of meters long on the ground.

"Cough... cough cough..."

The leader was out of breath, lying on the ground like a dead dog, coughing up blood. With only a little bit of strength left, he narrowed his eyes open and vaguely saw a brown shadow standing in front of him.

"Don't...don't think...you won...I...I..."

"boom--------!!"

The huge bear's feet were raised and then smashed down, and the sound stopped in shock.

This foot stepped on the leader's head. The durability of the helmet was completely cleared. It was crushed by the foot. The head shell inside was not only shattered, but was even directly shattered under the strong force, and the slight cracks were broken. Dust mixed together.

As the foot fell, the entire ground suffered a huge impact. In the camp, those adventurers who were still in shock due to the powerful aura just now and were about to take a sip of wine to calm themselves down suddenly felt the whole world shake and they came back to their senses. Come, he was shocked to find that his butt had left the chair, and the wine in the cup also rose and fell, making his head wet.

Even the body was shaken into the air. This was completely beyond the scope of an earthquake.

With one kick, the entire Blood Wilderness, including the camp, experienced an unprecedented tremor.

But it's not over yet.

Then another kick, and another kick! !

Starting from the leader's head, he stamped his body step by step, bit by bit, into the tiniest particles, mixed with dust, and completely disappeared from this world.

After stepping on it for thirty or forty times, the camp experienced huge vibrations for thirty or forty times. The leader's body, every trace of flesh and blood, including the soul, was completely stamped into particles, and the additional items were based on the location of the leader's body. As the center, there is a large pit with a radius of several kilometers and a depth of several kilometers.

The huge pit that was suddenly stamped out...

"Is it finally over?"

Standing outside Akara's little black shop, several guards who knew a little more information than the adventurers stared blankly into the distance and muttered to themselves.

Their hands holding the spears were already pale and sweating.

"not yet……"

What answered them was Akara's faint figure inside the tent.

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