Diablo Destruction

Chapter 2, although it is a little late, but it is undoubtedly the second chapter. Sorry for the long wait, friends, it has been thundering tonight and I dare not turn on the computer.

Many friends have said that the plot is dragging on. Don’t worry, we will soon enter the battle. I am a little tired of writing these settings. Hey, it will be fun soon!

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There are already many people in the square. They are all standing around the rhombus crystal cylinder, motionless. Of course they are not in a daze, they are just sorting out the storage boxes.

I took a few steps forward and felt that I should have reached the range of the crystal cylinder. I immediately used the method taught by Akara and silently communicated with the cylinder in front of me.

Soon, a space of about a hundred cubic meters appeared in front of me.

It's really big, almost ten times the space in my inventory.

I carefully looked at this space that only belonged to me, silently estimating its actual size. Inadvertently, a small, black thing caught my attention.

Yi, what is this? Is it really an extra piece of equipment given by God? I curiously grabbed the black thing and took a look, and my heart trembled in vain! !

Small Golden Amulet of Destruction:

+7 to all skill levels

155% increase in violence rate

(10X level)% increased critical rate

300% increased experience

This is actually the little bug amulet I made with a modifier just before I came to Diablo! ! ! ! ! ! !

Why? !

Why did the little amulet I made at that time appear here? My heart was beating violently, my brain was buzzing with extreme congestion, and the hand holding the little amulet was shaking desperately.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

I suddenly looked up to the sky in the square and laughed. The crazy laughter suddenly dispersed from the quiet square.

I don’t care where the talisman came from. All I know now is that I’m so prosperous! ! I'm going to become a god! ! I even got the BUG amulet. God, if you arranged all this, I would really love you to death! !

My crazy behavior naturally attracted the attention of job transferees around the square, but seeing that I didn't have any equipment on my body, and the words "rookie" or "novice" were clearly written on my face, my doubtful eyes suddenly turned into BS. Of course, There was also a hint of envy, probably thinking that he was probably a newbie, and he was so excited that he just revealed a piece of junk equipment.

"Ha ha ha ha..."

Although my heart was beating desperately and my face was always congested, I finally calmed down a little and tried my best to suppress the crazy joy emanating from the bottom of my heart. I smiled for a while. , it’s understandable, others just think it’s a noob showing off his first piece of equipment, but if you don’t suppress your mood and continue laughing like crazy, you may attract the attention of others. This kind of thing is beyond this world. If anyone knew about this little amulet known to the world, even those birdmen in the sky would be willing to tear themselves apart to snatch it away.

I don’t know what my expression is like now. I think it must be very twisted. I have tried my best to restrain myself. Whether I can avoid others’ suspicion depends on God. I don’t regret what Meng Lang just said. If I saw How could a BUG amulet still be indifferent, that would be sad.

It’s rare to be crazy in life! !

I tried my best to look triumphant and took out the wooden stick that Lal gave me. It was different from the rough wooden sticks given out for free by career changers. Although this stick was also a blank slate, its appearance was obviously much more refined. People can recognize at a glance that this is not "popular goods". I whistled proudly, swung the wooden stick in my hand, looked around pretending to be proud, and then left with a pounding heartbeat. The square.

To be honest, although the explosion rate of current equipment is low, the wooden stick, as the most rubbish weapon among the same low-level whiteboard weapons, is really not that rare.

I think the eyes of the career changers in the square must be full of contempt at this time. My arrogant attitude and the look of a villain who succeeds will definitely leave a deep impression on them. This is fine, although it may leave bad comments, so that Many people are concerned about their ugly face, but what does it matter? From the moment I got the BUG Amulet, I no longer have to rely on anyone to form a team to "experience". So it doesn't matter to me whether they look down on me or not. I just hope that my image today will not affect the impression of my wife in the future.

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After sitting beside the fountain in the square with a silly smile for a long time, I gradually recovered and thought about it a lot. With this amulet, the higher the level, the farther away I can be from others. Perhaps, I can become a tower\u0026amp; # 8226; It’s not impossible for Rasha to be the kind of person who can defeat the BOSS of hell alone. For a moment, countless thoughts passed through my mind, and the desire in my heart swelled extremely. Which man doesn’t have ambitions, and which man doesn’t want to be famous throughout the ages? I do, too. It was just suppressed by the cruel social reality and kept buried deep in my heart. Now, the opportunity to get ahead is within reach, and success and fame are no longer a dream. How can I calm down?

I took a few deep breaths and tried to calm myself down. I knew that I was now overwhelmed by the little BUG amulet. My situation at this moment was very bad, just like the farmer who won the special prize in the Mark Six Lottery. It was a little bit... I have a tendency to lose my mind and go crazy. Although I am not really crazy because of this, I understand that the way I think at this moment is almost irrational. If I allow this kind of thinking to expand, one day I will go on a path that I cannot imagine. of the road.

Calm down, calm down, I closed my eyes and tried my best to make my mind go blank. Now I am not suitable to think about any problems. I must wait until my mood truly calms down before I can truly think about the future direction. I held it in my hand. A handful of water from the fountain was thrown hard on my face, and the cold water droplets dripped down my hair roots and chin, which finally made my almost burning brain feel better.

I just sat quietly next to the fountain, sitting in a daze. The job transferees passing by all cast their eyes on me. For them, my behavior was undoubtedly a waste of life and they were not ashamed of it. , I didn’t notice their gazes at all, I just sat there expressionless, motionless.

Until dusk comes, the orange sunset sheds its last brilliance on the earth, and the gurgling pool reflects the red warmth. There are fewer and fewer pedestrians on the roadside, leaving only the silent sound of crows in the lonely square. Sing inside.

I stood up slowly. The uncontrollable trembling on my face was no longer the same. My heart was calmer than ever before. I knew that I had successfully withstood the temptation. According to some novels, it was a state of mind. It has been raised by N levels, but the difference is that, uh~~the ability value remains unchanged.

I stood up, patted my butt, and saw the long shadow of the setting sun. After thinking about it, I decided to go back to the bar to find Doug and the others.

Although I would rather go back to the storage box, read the BUG Amulet hundreds of times, and then immediately take it with me and go out to kill monsters, but I feel that it is not appropriate at this moment. If it is not stable and tempted, it is easy to fall back into the original shape again.

It seems that in addition to the amulet, there is also a BUG Transformation Blade. I don’t know if I left it. I became excited again, forcibly stopped walking towards the storage box, turned around and walked towards the bar in my memory. passed.

It turns out that I am not a road addict. Although I dare not say that I never forget everything, but recalling the route that Doug and the others took me on in the morning, I still successfully found Roger's Bar, because, uh~ it's right there Near the fountain, less than 100 meters away...

When I opened the door of the bar, I was greeted by a cool breath. The bar was almost empty. The boss who was wiping the tables looked at me in surprise, as if to say, there are still people coming at this time?

Dusk is the busiest time in the bar, when there is no one inside.

No, there is a tall figure sitting at the very edge.

It's Doug!

He was lying on the table in boredom. The solid wood table seemed unable to bear half of his body weight, and it howled as he moved.

He lay on the table, took out his beloved small hand ax with his right hand, and put a slightly yellowed rag on his left hand. He yawned loudly from time to time. When he was really bored, he would carefully wipe the already worn ax with the rag. The light is so bright that it can be used as a mirror.

At this moment, my eyes couldn't help but moisten. I knew that Doug couldn't bear loneliness the most. Even when talking in private, he said that what he was most afraid of was that no one would talk to him.

In this turbulent dark continent, the emotions between people are the most complex. They can live and die together, or they can be indifferent and indifferent.

Of course, the premise of living and dying together is that your ability is no worse than his, at least you will not hold him back. This idea seems cruel and realistic, but in this precarious and war-filled dark continent, no one will care. When others see themselves, the most important thing is to be able to save their lives. Those who cannot fight side by side with themselves and help each other are just burdens and are not worthy of sympathy.

Therefore, when I was lost at noon today, the expressions of other job changers were so cold and callous. In the final analysis, it was because I was still a little druid and was not even qualified to talk to them.

Maybe they are snobbish, maybe they want to use this method to motivate newcomers, but no matter what the case is, the fact is obvious, only those with strength have rights.

Doug and the others, as level 11 barbarians, were considered average in strength at Rogge Camp, but they did not care at all about their own strength as newcomers. Now I discovered that during the journey that lasted for half a month, Lal The attitude of the three of them towards me was somewhat friendly.

If it were others, they would save me, but with my low strength, they would definitely leave me in the wasteland on the grounds of dragging them down, leaving at most a pack of dried meat...

At this moment, seeing Doug endure the loneliness and waiting for him, and feeling that his heart was frozen by the strength-first law of the Dark Continent, he finally found a trace of warmth.

I will definitely repay you in the future, I said in my heart, I also have this ability.