Diablo Destruction

Chapter 1534: Newcomer Brother

Looking back, I saw a group of tall, sturdy adventurers in plain clothes strolling over. The one walking at the front was the speaker. The group of friends behind him shook their heads and smiled bitterly, looking apologetic at me, as if to say , forgive this guy, he is just a big fool.

I looked carefully at the speaker in front of me. When I saw this behemoth over three meters tall, the ground seemed to shake slightly with every step he took, and the muscles on his body were as strong as iron. I knew he was a barbarian, an ordinary human being. No matter how much you mutate, you can't mutate into such a freak.

This look... looks strangely familiar, as if I've seen it somewhere.

"Why, you don't recognize me anymore? Didn't you just meet me at the teleportation array?" Seeing the confused expression on my face, the barbarian stretched out his arm as thick as a stone pillar and pointed at himself.

When he said this, I finally remembered it.

Yes, it was the barbarian who struggled with a paladin during the teleportation formation. I remember the paladin called him...

"Tulak?"

"Tulakov, Tulakov!!!"

Seeing my sudden appearance, the proud barbarian immediately coughed a few times and corrected me in a terrifyingly loud voice.

"Look, Turak, this is a good name. Let's just take this opportunity to regain the value of life in one go and get a new life with the name Turak."

A group of friends behind him whistled and laughed.

"When did I lose the value of life!" Tulakov turned around and shouted loudly.

Then he turned back and smiled pleasantly at me.

Classic barbarian dress, braided back and bald head, green beast tattoos on his face, a short beard connecting his chin and temples, thick eyebrows, and when he smiles, the wrinkles on his forehead seem to wrinkle On his head, he looks a little funny. This effect makes him look less ferocious than other barbarians, giving him a kind of honest and honest feeling.

But this is when he is smiling. Once he gets angry or enters a fighting state, he will probably be like other barbarians. The ferocious face alone can increase the intimidation effect a lot.

"You...are the First World, the envoy sent by the Alliance?" He expressed his curiosity directly. At this time, the friends behind him also stopped laughing and stared at me with wide eyes.

"This... wasn't it confirmed in the teleportation array?" I asked with a smile.

"Indeed, Raphael has already said it himself, but I still want to confirm it personally." The barbarian Turakov sighed, and a trace of nostalgia flashed quickly in his wide eyes.

"You... how many years have you been in the third world?" Seeing their silence, I seemed to have noticed something and asked curiously.

"Hmm... In total, it's probably more than thirty years ago."

"Three...more than thirty years?!!" I repeated in disbelief with my eyes widened.

"Well, yes, we can be considered the older generation here in the camp. When we first came to the third world, Akara had just become the great elder. Now he is famous all over the world. Raphael was also famous at that time. They are still wandering around the first world and the second world, but when they go to the third world, they immediately climb over us and dominate us. As a senior, it is really sad."

Tulakov pretended to wipe his tears for a while, and it could be seen that he admired and respected Raphael from the bottom of his heart. This is similar to Kasha and Farah, who are not sure how much older than Akara, but they still have to be obedient. As you are told, in the Dark Continent with such a long life span, age is not a capital in many cases, but ability is everything.

"But boy, you did a good job. You hooked up Raphael's granddaughter, which is a relief for us." Tulakov was like the gossip barbarians in the bar, and the conversation immediately shifted to these topics. .

"Ahem, it's just so-so. Thanks to Linya for not disagreeing." I really didn't know how to answer, so I had to cough again and again.

"Come on, brother, let's go to the bar to have a drink and have a good chat." Tulakov seemed to be in the mood, and carelessly slapped me on the shoulder. This guy was not careless and saved a lot of energy. , if I used all my strength like those unscrupulous bastards, I would probably have to fly straight out and collapse the wall in front of me before I could stop.

Even so, he still grinned a little.

"Well, not bad, I have an intermediate level in the pseudo-realm. It seems that I am doing well in the second world, Harrogas." Tulakov gave me a thumbs up.

I didn't expect that just one shot like this would test my strength. I am worthy of being an older generation adventurer who has been here for more than thirty years, and my experience is far ahead of me.

"Sorry, Tulakov has this kind of character, don't argue with him." Seeing this, the partner behind him quickly explained, fearing that Tulakov's rude temptation would make me unhappy.

"It doesn't matter. I've dealt with barbarians a lot and I'm used to these guys." I grinned at them.

"Let's go sit down at the bar first." Tulakov was a little impatient. When he mentioned the word "bar", his throat kept swallowing. He was a standard drunkard.

"Wait a minute, Lao Tu, I just came to the camp and I definitely want to take a walk and get familiar with the place. How can I drag him to the bar like you." The person behind him said quickly.

"Well, we can talk while walking on the road." Tulakov looked very regretful, but then he reached out to fish it out in the inventory, and there was a dozen wine barrels in his arms, and he burst out laughing. .

"That's wrong. It's better to talk and drink while walking."

I seemed to see the spirit of the old drunkard possessing this guy.

"Ignore him, that's just the way he is." Those people patted my shoulders sympathetically, as if to say, there's nothing you can do about it. Who made you so unlucky to meet this guy Tulakov when you first came here? ?

"Introduce yourself, I am Assassin Daga." This uncle, who always had a gentle smile and seemed to be a wizard, turned out to be an assassin, which surprised me.

Aren't assassins just guys who hide in dark corners and wipe their bayonets? When I closed my eyes and thought about it, I immediately thought of the arrogant little fox and the fujoshi writer Aleus...

Sorry, I was wrong.

"And me, Master Simback."

Oh oh oh, waiter, I want a refill!

"Druid Simba."

Charge forward, Lion King! !

"Wizard, Jones."

"Necromancer, Lorosa Qili."

"Paladin, Miltdorf."

"Paladin……"

"barbarian……"

"assassin……"

"Amazon..."

The people behind me introduced them one by one, which made me feel dazzled.

Wait, how can I remember the names of more than ten people at once?

"Wait a minute, don't rush up to introduce me. Don't you see that the newcomers are already dazzled?" Tulakov, who was holding a wine bucket and drinking to his heart's content, stood up at this time and put on a righteous look. He said with a solemn look.

"It's not all your fault!" Everyone glared at him in unison. If this guy hadn't jumped out rashly, it wouldn't be like this.

"It doesn't matter if you can't remember. There will be many opportunities in the future, and you will gradually become familiar with it." A middle-aged gentle woman wearing a strange pointed mage hat comforted me with a smile.

Remember this is... the necromancer Lorosa Qili. I didn't expect to see not only the rare necromancer profession, but also such a gentle person with a smile as harmless as the aunt next door. If she didn't introduce herself, It is absolutely impossible for others to guess her occupation.

"Hello everyone, I am Druid Wu Fan. I am new here and I don't understand anything. I will ask for more guidance from you seniors in the future." I bowed politely.

"Oh my, he is such a polite young man. I originally thought it would be more appropriate to formally meet him during the welcome party, but now it seems that saying hello in advance is not a bad thing."

The necromancer aunt happily stepped forward and reached out to touch my head. The assassin next to her coughed heavily, and she suddenly woke up and quickly stopped her hand.

"Sorry, sorry, that's so rude."

Even if you are an older adventurer, you should not rashly reach out and touch the head of another new adventurer.

"Forgive her, even though Sa Qili looks very stable, in fact, she is a person who will forget everything when she gets happy." Assassin Dajia helped to save the situation.

"It's okay, um... well... Aunt Qili just wanted to express her closeness." I smiled and shook my head.

"Qili...Aunt Qili?" The necromancer screamed and raised his head to show that he was hurt.

"Hahaha, just accept it, Sa Qili. It's kind of polite to call you aunt. At your current age, you are worthy of being called grandma." Tulakov burst out laughing.

At this moment, everyone took a step back in tacit agreement. My hair suddenly stood up, and I subconsciously followed suit.

Then, Sa Qili gently pushed down her pointed mage hat, probably because she didn't want others to see her expression. No other movements were seen. Suddenly, Tulakov held the The barrel exploded.

The wine helped the fire, causing the surrounding area to burn. This was not the red flame that you usually see, but an almost cyan netherworld fire.

After burning for half a minute, the flames subsided. A large pit with a diameter of about four or five meters appeared on the ground. Tulakov's charred body fell into it in a large shape, his eyes rolling in circles. lock up.

Although it didn't look like a violent explosion, Tulakov's miserable appearance seemed a bit exaggerated. It wasn't until later that I tried to fight myself that I realized that this was not an exaggeration at all.

Because the structure of the third world is more stable, the destructive power caused by the explosion does not seem to be very objective. However, if Sa Qili's move was placed in the first world, half of the camp would be blown up.

"Really, please stop for a while." A group of patrol soldiers came over after hearing the sound. The leader, the Rogge woman, yawned and apologized with a lack of enthusiasm for work.

"I'm sorry, Mi Seya, for causing you trouble. These will be treated as compensation and disposal fees. I'd like to trouble you all to clean up this disgusting garbage that is unusable and pollutes the environment."

Sa Qili handed over a small bag of gems and pointed to Tulakov in the pit with her other hand.

"I'm not trash!" Tulakov jumped up angrily.

"No problem, for the sake of money." The female Rogge, who seemed to be named Mi Seya, quickly put the gems away.

"Hey, hey, hey, how do I feel?" Seeing that the two of them had reached some kind of agreement, Tulakov yelled unwillingly.

"What should I do? It looks like the garbage is struggling and resisting." Mi Seya pointed at the other party. Is he planning to passively slow down work after just receiving the money? Although it would not be good to clean up Tulakov like garbage...

Forget it, I don’t even know which side to complain about better.

"There is no other way. It seems that we can only wait for the opportunity next time." Sa Qili seemed to have a good understanding of Mi Seya's character, and sighed after hearing this.

"Okay, if you find an opportunity next time, just let me know, although I can't guarantee that it will definitely come."

"Don't ignore the victim's feelings. What on earth do you want to do to me!" Tulakov immediately lost his composure when he saw that the two of them started conspiring in front of him.

"Then it's okay, goodbye."

"Walk slowly."

Tulakov, who had been ignored all the time, fell to his knees with a pale back. This was all his own fault. He said something he shouldn't have said. Even I couldn't sympathize with him.

"Oh, that's right." Mi Seya, who had walked a few steps, suddenly came back to me and came to me. She looked at me with a lazy look, and then narrowed her eyes.

"I didn't notice it just now, and it turned out to be His Excellency the Elder. It's really disrespectful."

"No matter what, there will be a lot of trouble for everyone in the future."

"Are you all stupid? Hurry up and salute." She turned around and yelled at a group of subordinates. These people obviously didn't know my identity, and they all looked at a loss. However, they were still upright due to the captain's power. He bowed properly.

"Ahem, Mr. Elder, you don't need to report this kind of trivial matter to Sir Raphael, right?"

With that said, Mi Seya divided half of the gem bag she just received from Sa Qili and handed it to me.

Hey, hey, this is blatant bribery.

In order to maintain the positive image of the elder, I looked straight and quickly took the bag.

"What is Captain Mi Seya talking about? What's the trivial matter? I didn't see anything." He asked pretending to be stupid.

"It's great to meet such an enlightened leader." Mi Seya blinked, her eyes that were always unable to open finally opened wide, revealing a pair of bright and dazzling pupils, as if she wanted to see me through carefully, and finally expressed her gratitude They shook hands and left with the team.

As soon as Mi Seya left, a group of people cheered and surrounded me, and they started discussing.

"Look what Mi Seya said just now. Could it be that our newcomer is actually an alliance elder?"

"It's impossible. You're too young anyway. None of those elders are gray-haired."

"Isn't that Raphael?"

"She is an exception."

"Then why is the newcomer not an exception?"

"By the way, I remember." Suddenly, Tulakov clapped his hands.

"Did the newcomers who came to the third world in the past two years, especially recently, just mention one thing? They said they were the youngest elders in the alliance, the mainland twin stars or something."

"I seem to be impressed by what you said."

So, more than a dozen pairs of eyes finally fell on me, looking for the answer.

"If I'm not mistaken... he's probably talking about me... probably." I whispered in response as my spine felt chilled by the glare.

Speaking of which, as an elder of the alliance, it was only in recent years, to be precise, after the martial arts tournament and with Akara’s constant publicity that I began to become famous in the second world. However, because unlike Seattle and Ka Like Los, I have an actual record (or reputation) in the second world of Harrogath, so those people probably still have a certain conservative attitude towards the rumors about me and do not fully believe them.

Naturally, in the third world, there are even fewer rumors about me. If Tulakov hadn't often hung out in bars and was probably a well-known gossip lover, he would never have remembered me as a person.

"In other words, those rumors are all true?" Everyone asked in confusion.

Because I don’t know what the rumors they are referring to are. Who knows if my rumors will turn into something like Elder Fan punching an angel and kicking a dragon after being nourished by the hotbed of cowhide in a bar, so I can only He responded with a troubled smile, not daring to nod.

"Okay, is this how you guys treat our new brothers?" The assassins Daga and Sa Qili were calmer. After discovering that I was in trouble, they immediately pushed everyone away.

"If you have any questions, we'll discuss them later. There's still a chance to get to know each other, right? As we just agreed, now it's time to take our newcomer boy for a tour of the camp to familiarize himself with the environment. This is the business."

This group of people should be headed by the assassin Daga, the necromancer Sa Qili and the barbarian Tulakov. After Daga and Sa Qili drank like this, they immediately stopped. As for Tulakov... he was... Ignored.

"Be sure to talk to us in the future. We are all very interested in your experience." Sa Qili winked at me gently.

"Definitely, definitely." I nodded quickly and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Then how should I call you in the future? Elder or someone else?" Uncle Daga crossed his arms and asked thoughtfully.

"Your Excellency, Elder, you will be exempted from this. Call someone else, as you like."

I have already been called this by Raphael Xiao Xiaowu, and I have almost given up. No matter what I am called again, it will not be worse than this.

"By the way, how about just calling me the newcomer?" Sa Qili clasped her hands together and made a very bad suggestion.

"Eh...Eh?"

"It seems good."

“Very touching.”

"kind."

To my surprise, everyone agreed.

"Wait... wait, I can't always be the newbie." I couldn't help but protest.

"I can't help it. This title will continue until the next batch of newcomers arrive. But you can call me whatever you want and don't go back on it, newcomer brother." Sa Qili came up and touched me regardless of Dajia coughing desperately. head of.

It's over. I'm treated like a newcomer. Although I am indeed a newcomer, and the people in front of me are several times my age. The time I have stayed here alone is equivalent to my current age. I am treated as a newcomer. Brother, there is nothing to refute.

"That's it." So, with my silent sigh, the title was decided.

Newcomer boy... well, it's a very friendly name, and it's not too objectionable. It's certainly much nicer than the elder in the harem, the man in the cloak, etc.

"Ula, let's go to the bar to celebrate!" Tulakov shouted excitedly.

I said actually you just want to drink, right?

"We agreed to help the newcomers get familiar with the environment?" Dajia looked at everyone's high interest and sighed.

"Forget it, forget it, these guys are already excited. It won't be too late to go shopping tomorrow, okay? Newcomer?"

"It's okay, I'm sorry to bother you all." Although I really wanted to take a trip, it was good to get to know people first. I thought about it and nodded.

"Then let's use the loot we just got to treat you."

I raised the bag in my hand. This was the bribe that Mi Seya had stuffed in just now. It didn't seem good to give it back to Sa Qili. Now it could be used to borrow flowers to offer to Buddha.

"Oh Huo!! Let's do it."

Everyone cheered. It didn't matter who was treating us. Is there still such a shortage of money in the third world? Moreover, the strength of these people is all at the realm of the realm! Even if you look at the entire third world, he is still an elite and top expert.

"Speaking of which, I'm really lucky that the newcomer was able to cut her off from Mi Seya." Sa Qili suddenly said on the way to the bar.

"Is it weird?"

As an elder, I saw that there was nothing wrong with the bribe. I was just surprised by Mi Seya's unscrupulous behavior.