Diablo Destruction

The next day, the moment came when it was verified that Carlos was once again in bliss and sorrow. Just when everyone thought there would be no problem this time, Kajie after the transformation was unwilling to let Carlos get close.

Although it was not unreasonable to punch her away as soon as she got close, when Carlos took a step forward, she took a step back. If she couldn't do it, she hid in my arms and hid in the room, unwilling to get close to Carlos.

Looking at Carlos who was dumbfounded, I felt full of sympathy, and I just felt that he was the tragedy king in this issue.

But Carlos was very tolerant and cheered up before I could comfort him. According to him, great progress had been made now. At least his daughter didn't beat him away with an iron fist anymore, right? He had to eat his food one bite at a time. You have to take it step by step. If you do it all at once, you will lack the joy of achievement.

I summarized this sentence and made a concise conclusion in eight words: I am a jerk and continue to abuse me.

In short, if Carlos doesn't mind, we will be more happy to watch the show from the sidelines. If Carlos is regarded as the male protagonist on the screen, it will be like playing a transplanted version of Gal. A certain character who was not conquerable in the past, this Once as a new content, she became a heroine who can be conquered. You can make a lot of money by just adding a little bit of script with your fingers. It's so easy to cheat otakus. Please delete this internal monologue when it is broadcast.

Ahem, let’s get down to business. In short, this character who originally hated the male protagonist has become a heroine. After the male protagonist’s step-by-step flag selection, her favorability is gradually reversed, letting the other person know that although she is a loser who has accomplished nothing, she has the desire to become a harem in her heart. Wang's kindness and gentleness, and then successfully conquering it, are quite good, but Carlos is not conquering the heroine, but his own daughter.

Time doesn't last long. It passed in a blink of an eye. Carlos seemed to be completely focused on conquering Kajiel. Just when I was wondering if he had forgotten something important, on the fourth night, he looked up at the stars. An enigmatic sigh: This day has finally come.

good. I'm too worried.

Early the next morning. I was woken up by Carlos, and Seattle Ke too, but no one complained. After getting ready, we went to Akara's store.

I didn’t explain this matter in detail to the girls. I only said that the three of us were going to ask an angel to do our best for Kajie. They probably didn’t expect that Carlos, or maybe the three of us, were worried in our hearts. With the urge and drive to get these birdmen to agree to our demands even if they fight angels, they cheered for us when we left.

If we knew what we were thinking, I'm sure at least half of the girls would faint and fall to the ground immediately, because of this they couldn't speak out.

"Akara nǎinǎi, we are ready."

I used a clean and tidy white silk cloth to carefully wipe the Gaoji sword in my hand, took a breath on the sword, and wiped it several times again. I watched a stream of light flash across it, clearly reflecting my own shadow, and I couldn't help but With a crazy look in his eyes, he seemed to be a peerless swordsman who was devoted to the sword.

Carlos' face was stern, although it was not as exaggerated as mine, but the long sword on his back said it all.

Seattle Ke was ferocious, and the big wooden stick he had used to help Carlos fall asleep in the past few days was once again carried on his shoulder, and he almost punctured Akara's small tent when he entered the door.

"You all calm down!!!" When she saw us appearing in front of her like the three killer gods and the three dead warriors, Akara endured it again and again. Finally, she couldn't bear it anymore, and the crutch in her hand turned into a dragon swimming around me. A heavy blow on the top of his head.

Damn it, why me? Why only me?

I, a peerless swordsman, could no longer pretend, so I touched my beaten head and complained softly, I misjudged you, Akara, I didn’t expect you to have thick eyebrows and big eyes... No, you, a blind guy with thick eyebrows, are also a bully who fears the strong. disciples.

"Look at you, are you really planning to fight?" After another glance at us, Carlos and Seattlek obediently put away their swords and sticks.

"Don't think that I don't know what little idea you are planning." Akara, who was a little less angry, walked around, tapped his cane, and turned around a few times, as if he was hesitating.

Finally, she seemed to reluctantly pull out a letter sealed with a magic circle from her arms and handed it to Carlos.

"If Lord Tyrell has a tough attitude and is unwilling to let him go, just leave this to him. Of course, only God knows what the effect will be. Don't expect too much."

"Thank you, Elder Akara. No matter what, Carlos will never forget this kindness." Carlos respectfully accepted the envelope and bowed respectfully.

We have worked so hard to act like we are participating in an underworld brawl, just because we want Akara to give us some tips. After all, the three people standing here are the future hope of the alliance, and they are the least willing to see anything happen to us. It's Akara. She will definitely try her best to prevent us and the Angels from taking it on.

Although it seems like a threat, we are also working hard for Kajiel, and I believe Akara will understand our difficulties.

"I've done everything I can do, it's up to you. Regarding this meeting, I only have one thing to say to you, that is, don't conflict with the angels no matter what, even if it means it will You blasted out, you know, the future of the alliance, the future of hundreds of millions of people, cannot be messed up in the hands of you and me."

"We got it." We looked at each other and responded in unison. We all knew what Akara said, so we were ready to kneel to pieces this time. The secret was just one word: stalking and being shameless.

"Well, I won't say much else. Go, Tyrell will meet you in the temple of the Demon Fortress, the same place where you met it."

"Is it the Demon Fortress again?" I was a little curious.

"Why five...ahem, Sir Tyrell seems to particularly like it there."

"Who knows? It's probably because it's the highest there and is closest to the heaven." Akara responded mysteriously and vaguely, both true and false.

"Then let's say goodbye." Carlos, who was anxious, saluted again, turned around and left without saying a word, and we quickly followed him, for fear that the daughter, the knight-errant, would be ahead, and seeing the fifth master, we couldn't help but think of these things. My wife and daughter have been separated for ten years. bristle. If you draw your sword and swing it, the alliance will be ready to play tricks.

When he arrived at the teleportation array, he simply followed the white light and teleported to the long-lost demon fortress. The teleportation array for the demons fortress was near the square in front of the temple gate. There is also a noisy adventurer trading market nearby. As we walked across the square in a hurry. When we came to the corridor of the temple, the place that we could enter at will was now empty. It was obviously cleared.

Two rows of hundreds of two-winged angels with dazzling holy light stood upright on both sides of the temple gate, wearing armor and hanging swords on their waists. They looked majestic and solemn. With the added solemn atmosphere, the person who came to greet us turned out to be an accurate figure. The four-winged angel's power fluctuations are much stronger than mine.

We exchanged glances with each other. Although we had no intention of using force from the beginning, when we saw this quasi-four-winged angel, we couldn't help but feel a little bitter in our hearts. If we really wanted to fight, not to mention the fifth master, just the quasi-four-winged angel in front of us. , he can probably send us back to our hometown for a blind date.

"What a grand display. These angels are entities, not projections. Do they want us to retreat in spite of difficulties?"

"The last time I saw Tyrell, he was the only one."

"Don't make random guesses. The last time we met it was to deal with Yizuer, the former number one warrior of the angel clan, Oluo. Tyrell didn't want other angels to know this news. That's why he asked us to do it, otherwise he would With the strength of the angels, it’s our turn.”

When the three of us were whispering, the quasi-four-winged angel had already arrived in front of us.

"Guests from the Alliance, Lord Tyrell is already waiting inside, please come in."

"Sorry for keeping Sir Tyrell waiting for so long." Upon hearing this, Carlos, the leader, quickly bowed and apologized. People had to bow their heads under the eaves, not to mention that this time they were asking for help.

"Follow me." The Quasi-Four-Wing nodded expressionlessly, turned around and walked towards the majestic main temple gate. We quickly followed him and started communicating in private again.

"Something's wrong. This guy's face is so stiff and his tone is so cold. Could it be that he knows the purpose of our business?"

"That's true in ten cases. It seems that it will be difficult this time." Carlos sighed with a somewhat ugly face.

"There's nothing we can do. Who told us that we are here to ask for people from them? This kind of thing has probably never happened in the angel tribe. It's natural not to give them a good look. The key is Tyrell's attitude." I comforted the disappointed ones in a low voice. Senior brother, speed up your pace to keep up with the quasi-four-winged angel in front of you.

Passing through the long stairs, after a while, we followed Quasi-Four Wings to the temple lobby. Unlike the heavily guarded outside, it was extremely empty inside, with no other angels in sight. Unlike our original The three imaginary trials are very different.

"Lord Tyrell, the guests from the Alliance have arrived." The quasi-four-winged angel in front said respectfully and saluted forward.

Only then did we notice the huge figure standing quietly on the steps and under the cross in front of us. When we didn't notice it, it was like air and had no sense of existence. However, once we noticed it , but it became the thing with the strongest sense of existence in my eyes, so strong that everything else became an embellishment. The three of us seemed to be pulled directly into a vast white world by its figure. The only existence in this world was like a mountain giant. Angels of light towering before us.

The four-winged angel Tyrell is such a powerful existence.

Remaining calm, I was shocked in my heart. I think Carlos and Seattle were also the same. The last time we met, Tyrell gave us a far less strong feeling. As our strength became stronger, Tyrell gave us The shock becomes more and more powerful. The stronger it is, the more I can feel the insurmountable gap.

Moreover, the Tyrell in front of us is most likely just a projection. The projection alone can give us such a powerful feeling, which is something that even the Four Demon Kings and Three Demon Gods cannot do.

As expected of the naked Fifth Master. Standing in front of it, we are as small as a drop of water, but it is as huge as the sea, unfathomable, full of breadth, tolerance, and kindness, giving us the urge to worship.

"I understand, you go down, I want to have a good chat with some alliance guests who have come from afar."

That neutral voice was neither male nor female. It sounded slowly in the temple. He is neither slow nor slow, full of gentleness and confidence, as if he is a saint who has taken control of his destiny.

"I follow your instructions, sir." Zhun Siyi put his arms on his chest. Bend slightly. He bowed. He decisively turned around and left, leaving the three of us behind.

"Lord Tyrell, we meet again." There were already thousands of words brewing in his heart. He was prepared to take the lead and convince Tyrell with his sharp tongue, but when they actually met, it turned into an embarrassed and bitter smile. It seemed that all these preparations were in vain in front of the Fifth Master.

"Yes, we meet again, young men from the Alliance." Tyrell slowly turned around. The majestic and sacred bronze armor and tall figure appeared taller and taller in front of us, with a pair of unique lights behind him. The wings are slightly spread to both sides, like the continuous Arreat Mountains, towering in front of you, giving people a feeling of almost suffocation.

But its soft voice quietly calmed down this sense of oppression. My Chinese is not very good and I don’t know how to describe it. It feels like being given a stick first and then a carrot. Of course, facing little guys like us sè, Fifth Master definitely disdains using such boring tactics.

"I've met Lord Tyrell." Carlos saluted solemnly. Even the lawless Seatik had to show nervousness in front of the Fifth Master, braced himself, and bowed his head along with Carlos.

The face hidden under the hood seemed to scan us all over, and only the fifth master could be heard smiling softly.

To be continued...)

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