Diablo Destruction

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Once you have a goal, it's easy to handle. My experience in leveling up in the City of God's Punishment in the past few years is not just a boast. It is simply a willful navigator, which can guide you wherever you want, and is more reliable than an experienced driver.

The speed of the group of people amazed the adventurers of the Demonic Fortress in the second world. They could not see their silhouettes. They only felt that there seemed to be a gust of wind blowing from nearby. Then, of course, there was lightning in the sky following them, but it was precisely because of this that they were even more... Horrible.

These lightnings seem to have been chasing a certain figure, constantly flashing and refusing to disappear. What does this mean? It means that there is something that is being chased by lightning, but even lightning takes a lot of effort. It takes strength to catch up.

Walking in a straight line, it only took us a short half-day to reach the edge of the mountain range. After descending the mountainside, we were completely out of the City of God's Punishment area. We could finally bid farewell to the damn lightning chasing behind us. For the time being...

The terrain suddenly changed, and an endless desolate plain appeared in front of us. The cold wind that never stopped was like a ghost ghost on this grassless plain, constantly wandering, letting out painful and desperate screams. If it weren't for the will, A determined adventurer who comes here as an ordinary civilian will soon be filled with despair just by hearing this voice of despair, and he will eventually become one of the countless skeletons under the plains.

Looking at the plain, little King Arthur looked even sadder and angry than ever before. This is a green plain with luxuriant green grass, gurgling water, and fertile wild scenery. Now, perhaps, there are only skeletons buried deep underground. And the little King Arthur in front of me still remembers these scenes.

"Okay, little one, getting angry won't help." Seeing the sad and angry look on the little King Arthur's face, I couldn't bear it and gently touched her head with my fingertips.

"No. Ben Ang can't swallow this breath!" Little King Arthur waved his toothpick sword and kept shouting.

"Is this important to you?"

"I don't remember, but Su Benang knows that the territory that Su Benang worked hard to conquer here was snatched from the hands of countless powerful races, and it belongs to Ben Ang!"

I see. It is understandable that someone actually robbed this tyrant's territory, and not only that, but also polluted it into a land of despair. If it had been hundreds of thousands of years ago when King Arthur was at his peak, this behavior would have been like holding the scythe of death on his neck. deliver.

By the way... maybe it was the Vatican's fault back then, I thought of this possibility. I wiped away a cold sweat.

"Okay, okay, we'll talk about the murderer later. It's important to find Artoria. Let's see if we can find any impressions."

This druid, who was as witty as he was, immediately used a trick to change the subject to avoid wiping the Holy See's butt.

Little Little King, who was not yet dizzy with anger and could distinguish the importance of things, took a deep breath and turned around after hearing this. From the perspective of the Despair Plains, look deeply at the huge canyon in front of you, as well as the huge mountains towering across a canyon.

Suddenly her eyes lit up, as if a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, but she didn't have time to catch it. I fell into deeper thinking, and as I thought about it, my forehead started to sweat.

"Ben Ang is impressed." Suddenly, the little guy jumped three feet high and shouted excitedly.

"Really? Don't you just find a place to fool us if you can't remember?" I expressed serious doubts. You see, this little guy is even thinking about it. Isn't this the sweat of a guilty conscience?

"You are a rude person, I never lie to others." As a result, the sword flashed, and a thin column of blood appeared on my head.

How many times have you lied to me?

I looked at little King Arthur with a faint look on my face, but this is her home court now and I can’t offend her. For the sake of my king, I will bear it!

"In order to better test Ben Ang's successor, Ben Ang specially chose a place that normal people would never find." Looking back, little King Arthur murmured to himself, his eyes brighter and brighter, as if he remembered more Lots of stuff.

"Are you sure you are a normal person? Not an ordinary person?" I was speechless. This difference in one word means a lot of things. If it is an ordinary person, it would be excusable. If the successor of King Arthur is an ordinary person, then But this is a big joke.

But this is a normal person... Adventurers are also normal people. They are as wise as Akara and Yalandlan. They are also normal people. Does the little guy mean that he has to think wildly and have a black hole in his forehead to find it? Correct location? In other words...as the initiator, you are implying that you are not a normal person, right?

"Uh huh, Su Da, Su Da, Ben Ang is so great, how can he be easily found by mortals in the place he is looking for." Little King Arthur didn't understand my subtle teasing, and he raised his sword and declared with a very proud look.

"..."

Let's go back another day and let Princess Sanwu write a normal book, an autobiography of young King Arthur. I have already thought of the title - King Arthur Series: There is a Black Hole in My Brain.

"Anyway, now that you remember it, hurry up and don't waste time."

"Rude, rude, arrogant mount."

The little king was very unhappy that I spoke to her in such an impatient urging tone. She yelled in a childish voice and glared at me. Maybe I was in her eyes just like Princess Sanwu and the pornographic maid were in my eyes. , they are all a group of arrogant people without a master.

Seeing that I had given in, the little guy turned back with satisfaction and looked back and forth between the canyon and the mountains. Suddenly he stretched out his little toothpick sword and pointed at a road.

"Ben Ang remembers that he just walked in a straight line from here and finally found the right place."

"Didn't you say you were looking for a place that normal people can't find? Isn't it too casual to look like this?"

I was sweating profusely. It turns out that even King Arthur hundreds of thousands of years ago was so unreliable. Is it true that he who achieves great things does not stick to trivial matters? As for whether this festival is a festival of moral integrity or what kind of festival it is, only God knows.

"That's a long way to go. I can do whatever I like. The mount has nothing to do with it." Little King Arthur finally heard the teasing in my words this time. He couldn't help but angrily waved his toothpick sword at me and shouted that his mount was rude.

"Are you sure it's really a straight line?" Now that the little King Arthur has given the clue, she has no use value anymore and can be ignored. Jie Jie Jie Jie.

"But it's not easy to walk in a straight line." I was worried again. In a place like the City of God's Punishment, even a maze killer like me would have a hard time ensuring that I always walk in a straight line.

"Your Highness, please leave it to me." I always felt like I couldn't be of much help. And the guilty Carole, her eyes lit up when she heard this, and she stood up and asked for my life.

"Oh? Please."

"Yes!" Carole solemnly accepted the order and came to the direction where little King Arthur had just pointed. She suddenly drew her sword and swung it, only to hear a scoff. A thin, neat crack appeared on the ground, like a knife cut, spreading to the end of the line of sight.

"Would it hurt the adventurer?" I was surprised. Although the method was good, if an adventurer happened to pass by this straight line, wouldn't it be...

"Your Highness, please rest assured that Carole has her own sense of propriety. She will never hurt others." The little maid assured confidently.

Caroline is a measured person, and when she said this, I felt at ease. If she were replaced by an unreliable pornographic maid, I would beat her little ass without saying a word.

"But it's really amazing..." Looking at this straight line, I couldn't help but sigh.

If it were me, it would be absolutely impossible for me to achieve such a level of detail and not to hurt the adventurers. What level is this?

certainly. As the saying goes, there is a specialization in the arts, and Carole should be skilled. If she were to create the same Grand Canyon that I opened as a Hell Fighting Bear back then, she might not be able to do it with her current level of world power. . Just like a cat, no matter how powerful it is, it will never compete with a bulldog in a brute strength competition.

"Your Highness is so complimentary. Compared to Your Highness, Caroline is far behind." The little maid lowered her head and said respectfully. I knew she was being modest, but I still felt elated. This belongs to her and her good-for-nothing sister again. There is a big gap. If it were the maid who praised me with pornographic jokes, my first reaction would be that the maid who took birth control pills was planning to sell me some expired ancestral medicine bottles and jars again.

"Very good, let's continue along this [line]." With a wave of my hand, I gave the order like a general. This action aroused the dissatisfaction of the little King Arthur. He waved his sword and threatened to show that she was the one in this team. Head.

Okay, okay, figure King Toutou.

Not long after I returned to the Plains of Despair, the smell of burnt lightning had not faded from my body, and I had to follow the ground line cut by Kaluge to visit the City of God's Punishment again. It seemed that I was very disdainful and angry at my "escape" behavior just now. As soon as I stepped into the City of God's Punishment, a cloud of thunder clouds and lightning was brewing in the sky, as if there was a giant lightning beast hiding behind the clouds, staring at me, secretly shouting, "Step on it, that one Please step in quickly." It was scary to see.

I had no choice but to glance at Carolie. She understood and held little King Arthur in her arms, and then... sprinted! ! !

So, the scene reappeared not long ago, a gust of wind blew by, followed by roaring lightning, but now the lightning seemed to be even more violent and violent than before, making people scratch their heads.

Careful adventurers calculated with their fingers and came to the conclusion that in the City of God's Punishment where Elder Fan was present, the average number of lightning strikes by other adventurers in a day was actually less than usual. In other words, half of the number of lightning strikes in the City of God's Punishment The lightning bolts were directed at the harem elder. What kind of outrageous thing did he do?

I was vaguely aware that the curiosity of the adventurers was brewing. I could only speed up a little while bursting into tears. I hated these lightnings in my heart. If I have time another day, I have to explore the source of these lightnings and see if I can Cut it off, this Druid has a good temper, and his quasi-tragedy emperor attribute is indeed considered, but you can't bully me like this.

Little King Arthur's pointing may not be completely accurate, so we cannot fully believe the straight line left by Carolie on the ground. We all know this, so after going deep into the City of God's Punishment, everyone began to use straight lines. As the center, I started to search around. Having a rough range is better than nothing.

After a few days of this, I began to feel anxious again. The deeper I went along the straight line, the greater the deviation value, and the wider the range to be searched. It was not an option to continue like this.

Just when I was getting more and more uneasy, Xiaoxue and the others seemed to have found something and sent a message.

We rushed over and when we saw it, we were stunned.

What do you think Xiaoxue found? It found a passage from the City of God's Punishment to the River of Hell.

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