Diablo Destruction

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Put away a bunch of gems. Thanks to my foresight, I asked Dia for the Horadric Cube before I left. Now it is just used to slowly synthesize it. Although it cannot be synthesized without the ancient Horadric Princess possessing it. Perfect gems. However, it would take a long time to synthesize all these gems into flawless gems, so it was not wasted.

Since gems are abundantly harvested, equipment is also indispensable. It is impossible for monsters to drop only gems but not equipment.

In addition to the golden sharp spear that dropped when I killed the mini-boss Hell Knight, I also acquired more than ten pieces of golden equipment in just a few days.

After they were sorted by me, three of them were the same as the sharp spear, which were of the highest quality gold, so I had no worries about not being able to sell them. Then there were five of them that were top-grade and could be sold for a good price, and two of which were medium-grade. At this level, they were still good. It can be sold as spare equipment, and of course the price will not be very high. The remaining items are either of relatively unorthodox categories, such as giant war mallets and sickles, with poor attributes, or the attributes are so rubbish that they can only be sold off the building. , or simply sell it to the blacksmith shop.

Then there is the harvest of rune stones, which is not bad. As we all know, the chance of falling of rune stones is much lower than that of gemstones, and the higher the level of rune stones, the lower the chance. The chance of high-level rune stones is even lower than that of dark gold equipment. Very cruel and hateful.

However, high-level runestones cannot be produced in the second world. The most golden ones can be dropped here. Although the City of Divine Punishment is not a place where runestones are dropped, there is nothing like the Countess in Rogge Camp. Runestones are particularly easy to drop. monster. But I couldn't bear the high quality of the monsters I killed, so I still squeezed eight runestones from these monsters.

Among the eight runestones, five are low-level and three are mid-level. I don't bother to look at the low-level runestones. Anyway, I have numbers 1 to 12 on me. Intermediate Runestones range from No. 13 to No. 23, but they are scarce. Especially in order to make the Rune Language [Temple], I spent the only few Intermediate Runestones I have - No. 18 Runestone [Ke] and No. 23 Runestone. After the stone [Mar]. I feel even more lacking in confidence.

Now that I got three of them, my confidence suddenly became much stronger. Of course, this was because I had better luck than usual. Among the eight rune stones, it is already very good if two are intermediate level.

The three runestones are the newly separated Runestone No. 18 [Ke], the Runestone No. 15 [Haier], and the Runestone No. 13 [Xia].

This... is so-so. It's a pity that there are no runestones above No. 20 dropped. Although I also know that the chance is very low, there should be no luck. Perhaps only from beings such as Big Pineapple or Big Tentacle Baal can such high-level ones drop. Intermediate rune stones.

What else. Uh... there are more than ten skeletons... To be honest, although adventurers count skeletons as a type of gemstone, after all, they are also inlaid items, but I can't always agree with this view, and compare it with Gems separated.

These skeletons. It can also pass through the Horadric Cube and finally synthesize a perfect skeleton. Its attributes should not be underestimated, however. Probably because I don't like seeing them very much, the explosion rate of skeletons has always been relatively poor. So far, I have not even collected the number of perfect skeletons. I wonder if after counting these more than ten skeletons, can I synthesize a perfect skeleton?

Forget it, I'm too lazy to do the math, just let nature take its course. Anyway, I don't really need a perfect skeleton.

There are still a lot of blue white board equipment, as well as potion materials, etc. I am too lazy to count them. You can keep the best blue equipment. The rest can be thrown to Uncle Ma Daou with the white board equipment and materials. Now he was extremely happy, as he no longer had to worry about having no materials for training. Normally, when an adventure team comes back from a trip, the equipment and materials sold to the blacksmith shop would probably not even be one-tenth of what I have now.

Looking back, when I was arranging the equipment, the little ghost couldn't bear the sleepiness. He was lying on the bed, his petite body curled up tightly, and a small hand reached out restlessly to grab my clothes. Fell asleep.

Really like a cat.

I looked at it, laughed, held this cute little saint kitten gently in my arms, kissed her, and whispered in her ear.

"It's time to go, my little saint, go back to sleep in the necklace."

"Uh-huh~~~Xiaofan~~~" The kitten saint murmured in her sleep, and she came up to me in a daze, hugged my neck, took a bite on my neck first, and then sucked it into her mouth. He held it, licked it with his soft and fragrant tongue, like a kitten drinking milk, rubbed it affectionately, and then slipped into the necklace.

During the whole process, she closed her eyes and was in a sleeping state, which really made people sigh at how clingy this kitten is. It made me worried, what would happen to her if she left me for a while?

Thinking of this, I felt even more regretful and distressed about my cruel decision to leave her at home and go on a journey alone.

After packing everything up, I didn't waste time and continued to go out to practice. But before that, I had to get out the blue whiteboard equipment and materials that I just sorted out. The inventory was almost full. If I didn't sort it out, , in the following experience, if you get good things, you will have nowhere to put them.

"Uncle Ma Daou, Uncle Ma Daou, are you there?" Without saying a word, I rushed to the door of the premier blacksmith shop in the Demon Fortress. I slapped the heavy door that seemed to be made of cast iron hard, opened my neck and shouted.

About a minute later, Ma Daou, who was wearing pajamas, opened the door with a bang and stared at me fiercely with red eyes.

"Do you know what time it is?"

I raised my head and glanced at the sky. Fortunately, the dark clouds in the sky of the Demon Fortress were thinner, and I could barely see the outline of a blood moon hanging directly above my head.

About ten minutes past midnight, after careful consideration, I gave my answer.

"If you know, go back to sleep! I'm very busy tomorrow, and you brat! If you were any other adventurer, I'd knock you away with a hammer!"

"As you know, there is no difference between day and night when adventurers gain experience." I shrugged innocently and aggrievedly.

"Then you should also know that the blacksmith works during the day and sleeps at night. If you want to come and visit me, you must use my time as the basis!" Ma Daou spat out scum and wished he could put a piece of "my territory" on his forehead. I call the shots] sign.

"Really? I'm really sorry. I'll pay attention to it in the future." I lowered my head in regret, turned around and left silently.

"Then I won't bother you anymore, Uncle Ma Daou. I went to sell materials elsewhere."

"Wait. What did you say?" Mario...no, it was Mario. When he heard this, something seemed wrong, and his sleepy brain gradually woke up.

This guy is not here to patronize his own business. Are you here to sell equipment and materials? That's right. After I went out a few days ago and came back, I would naturally sell the equipment and materials I didn't need. This is common sense.

But so what. He is just a person who has only gone out to practice for about twenty days. How much material can he have on him? I, Mario, the dignified first blacksmith of the Demon Fortress, really don’t care about such a little thing.

He blew his beard quite proudly and watched the other person's back gradually leaving with a calm expression. Suddenly, Mario was startled.

No, bastard, this brat is no ordinary adventurer, he is alone. In more than twenty days, maybe it will be as much as other adventure teams gain in half a year, or even more!

Thinking of this, the arrogant attitude of his group of Demon Fortress's top blacksmiths immediately collapsed. Putting on the smiling face of a businessman, it is really for the blacksmith career that he doesn't even give up his moral integrity.

"Wait, ouch. Wait, boy...that's not right. It's Elder Fan." He quickly chased after him, and Mario showed a smile that made everything easy to discuss.

"What's wrong? I don't want to disturb Uncle Ma Daou's sleep time. You have to work tomorrow." I said innocently and for the sake of the other party.

"No, no, no, this is a trivial matter, a trivial matter. Let's talk about the materials first. Also, my name really isn't Martha, it's Mario. Can you change it a little bit?" Mario was about to cry. I've been called the wrong name for how long. This kid definitely did it on purpose.

"Uncle Mario?"

"Okay, whatever you want, whatever you want, you can call me whatever you want." The first blacksmith really cried.

"Let's talk about materials first."

"The materials... I'm afraid you don't like this, so I'd better go to the blacksmith shop."

I scratched my head in embarrassment. Anyway, the Demon Fortress is not just a blacksmith shop. If I step back ten thousand steps, I can sell it to the dwarves. Don’t forget that the Demon Fortress is the gathering place of the dwarves in the alliance.

"No, I can like it. I can like any number." Ma Daou quickly patted his chest and assured.

"real?"

"real."

"Okay then." After feeling around on the left and right sides of my body, I randomly took out a few pieces of whiteboard equipment and a small pile of materials and placed them on the ground.

"Just... just a little bit?" Mario's smile darkened again. He really was a businessman and could change at will.

"Oh, wait a minute, I'll look for it again." I continued to fumble, taking out the unnecessary equipment and materials that seemed to be difficult to find.

At first, seeing my reluctance, Mario still had a bad look on his face, thinking that I had misjudged this kid. He was so powerful, but he was just an unlucky guy, and he only got this little thing.

But as more and more things piled up on the ground, Mario's face changed from dark at first, to slightly dazed, and finally to his mouth wide open, and his jaw was about to be dislocated.

"You...you must have scanned all the monsters in the entire demon fortress area these days." He pointed at the small mountain of equipment and materials in front of him and said with difficulty.

Although it is not impossible for this kid to defeat the powerful person with the power of the world, it is not good to do so. What should other adventurers do?

"Of course not, I just spent a few days in the City of God's Punishment." I was afraid that the good-for-nothing blacksmith uncle would go to Akala to complain, so I quickly explained.

"Oh, the City of God's Punishment, no wonder." Mario nodded with sudden realization. As a blacksmith in the Demon Fortress, he naturally knew the situation of the City of God's Punishment better than the other party. If he was doing it there, he would be able to This kind of gain is not surprising.

I vaguely remember that it seemed to be more than ten years ago. There were two guys like the boy in front of me. They often went to the City of God's Punishment to farm monsters and then sold the unwanted equipment and materials to themselves. It was really happy at that time. Materials There is too much to use, so waste it as you wish. Just waste it.

But after several years, the two guys suddenly disappeared, leaving Mario extremely disappointed. Isn't the scene exactly what happened more than ten years ago now?

Moreover, the kid in front of me spent even less time. Gain more. This is also a natural thing. Decades ago, those two guys only had a pseudo-domain realm and went to the City of God's Punishment. It's still a bit difficult, and now this kid is, to say the least, a strong man in the realm of quasi-world power, which is completely different from the same.

"Young man, good job. Keep working hard in the future." It seemed that he had found a new business opportunity. Mario's eyes were bright, and he patted the other party's shoulder earnestly, clearly saying that the responsibility of saving the City of God's Punishment will be left to you. Okay, brave young man, go and create a miracle of clearing monsters.

"I can do it even if you don't tell me." I was even more happy when I saw that Mario not only didn't say anything, but encouraged me to play the City of Punishment.

"Sell all the equipment and materials you don't need in the future to me."

"But... I can't be sure of the time."

"It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter." Mario laughed heartily and gave a thumbs up.

"It doesn't matter if I come in the middle of the night. If I don't get up, it doesn't matter if I kick the door open."

"..."

Let me go, this is hearty and heroic. Who is the eclectic uncle?

"So... if you're not here to sell materials, you can do this?" I asked cautiously.

A sharp light flashed from the corner of Uncle Ma Daou's eyes. He turned around and glanced at the big hammer placed next to the bedside in the room. Then he turned around and looked at me solemnly.

The meaning is very clear: boy, be more sensible. I don’t have any materials, so don’t bother me, and don’t force me to use my hammer skills that have been sealed for decades.

Tsk, what a snobbish uncle. I won’t bring Little Heitan to visit him in the future.

After selling all the equipment and materials, and earning dozens of gems, I set foot on the teleportation array of the Grand Temple with great satisfaction. This time, the teleportation mage had nothing to say.

I stared at the other party, staring at the teleportation mage inexplicably and with horror.

This dark, strange man in a cloak...Why is he staring at me with such hatred and hatred, without the impression that I have seen him?

There is no way, someone is too unrecognizable, and it is natural that he will not be remembered.

With this melancholy of being ignored, I sat on the teleportation array and followed the white light to the City of God's Punishment again.

After more than a day, the monsters here seem to have been reborn a lot, and they seem to be full of vitality. However, I know this is just an illusion. Even if they are full of vitality and have just been reborn, they are still very poor. You Don't believe it, if I want to kill an elite now, I may only drop a few bottles of potions, or at most a whiteboard.

Therefore, like raising pigs, you must slowly fatten them up before slaughtering them.

With such insidious thoughts, I laughed, laughing like the boss in a villain. The monsters in the entire City of God's Punishment area seemed to have a shiver with laughter.

The entrance to the River of Fire is in a vertical cave not far away.

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