Diablo Destruction

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Damn it, what is going on? Could it be that my dream realm has also mutated and turned into an artificial intelligence life form that surpasses me, the master?

How is that possible? Bastard, come out of here, Evelina, you troublemaker!

With the terrible wisdom of this druid, the figure of the murderer instantly appeared in his mind. The murderer had his head hidden and his tail hidden. He buried his head in the ground all day long and imitated his tail into a sword hilt, trying to hide himself with the shape of the sword. The shameful salted fish's true form is a strange species.

Evelina, this guy hasn't been around for a while, but he made trouble for me as soon as he came up, causing me to suffer 3* pain that I shouldn't have to endure. Only this guy has such a bad taste.

"How rude. Don't you want the difficulty? Don't you want to feel the long-lost sense of fatal crisis? I kindly helped you increase the difficulty. Not only are you ungrateful, you also slander me in your heart. This is not like what a savior would do. What you did.”

Sure enough, Evelina's annoying androgynous voice of unknown gender slowly sounded in my mind, as if she was satisfied with the gorgeous charm on me, and the voice was full of a secret feeling that made me angry.

"Hmph, how can an indescribable species like you know the delicate pursuit of the dividing line between life and death deep in this Druid's heart?"

"speak English."

"Asshole, the difficulty is set too high!" I roared, overturning ten spiritual coffee tables.

"It seems a bit high, but you misunderstood me. Before I let you feel the sense of fatal crisis, I just want to confirm that after not seeing you for a while, your trembling attribute is a little more serious."

Evelina said in the tone of an old friend, as if she knew me well and was thinking about me.

"It's not serious... No, it doesn't have the attribute of shaking m at all!" Being smart, I noticed the trap in the language of this salted fish sword and quickly corrected it.

No, we can't fall into this guy's pace, we have to fight back.

"Speaking of which, Evelina, I haven't seen you for a while. Where have you gone? Are you busy burying yourself in a new place? What is it this time? Is it a smelly and hard stone? I’m not talking about you. It’s not good for others to imitate others. It’s not like you don’t have your own characteristics, so why bother imitating it? Right, think about it, you are the only one in the world who looks like a salted fish.”

"You look like a salted fish! You all look like a salted fish!"

Sure enough, Evelina has become thick-skinned recently. She is so thick-skinned that it doesn’t hurt me to call her Evelina, and I don’t bother to refute. But when it comes to my [tail], this thing is still on the verge of breaking out, and I can’t do it immediately. Calm down.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, you looked at my brain and almost forgot that your life-long goal is to be a comedian. You have a strange sword with ideals and ambitions. How can you be satisfied with the nickname of a mere salted fish sword?"

"You guys, did you come here specifically to quarrel with me today?"

Even if I can’t see it, I can still imagine Evelina’s veins appearing on her head when she said these words.

"Who did the shameful thing to whom first? Can you tell me?"

"I didn't do it."

"That's right, you are a shameless guy, right? Unlike Ben Druid, although he has a mortal face and has no characteristics, at least he can face his own life bravely and never hide his head or tail. "

"Young man, you are too young to understand. If someone can pull me out one day, the moment I appear in front of the world, the world will definitely face destruction or rebirth. There is no third option."

"I don't know whether the world will perish or be reborn. I only know that you should take medicine now."

"Why don't you believe me even though I finally told the truth?"

"Then you have to tell me first, are you telling the truth when you are not taking the medicine, or are you telling the truth after taking the medicine?"

"Of course...bastard, I don't need to take medicine! You idiot Druid can't cure your brain or restore your moral integrity even if you take medicine!" Evelina was furious and spoke incoherently.

"Calm down, calm down, my dear patient, your mood is very unstable today. I suggest you eat a bag of spicy strips to calm down the anger first, and then swallow the whole bottle of brain fragments. You will definitely feel better."

"I'm going to kill you, this life-threatening quack!"

As a result, Gaia energy cannons rained down like "biu~~biu~~" from mid-air, hitting me hard and hiding.

A gentleman should talk but not take action. This bastard Evelina is really not a man. After all, this is my dream realm. I am the master here. Why can this guy be so unscrupulous? Can't I act like a decent protagonist, turn around and put this arrogant salted fish sword to trial with an idea?

After running for half an hour, the energy cannon above his head stopped. If what he was walking on was the Dark Continent, all the lives would have been destroyed by Evelina's anger. This guy is definitely a dangerous person and a terrorist.

"Tsk, wasting my time."

After taking a few breaths, I still pretended to be disdainful, patted my sleeves, and took a bite calmly. If you lose, you don't lose. If you are beaten, you should protect your face first. This is the motto of this druid.

"It's over? You guy, just disappear quietly for me. Watch this druid practice his magic skills. One day, he will become a demon king and a god. Not to mention, I want to pull out this salty fish sword of yours. When we come out, we will see how you perish or be reborn, and you won’t have to worry about having your teeth popped out when you talk nonsense.”

"You won't expect that moment to come, believe me." Evelina played hard, then dived and disappeared.

Pretend, just keep pretending. I raised my middle finger to the sky. Just as I was about to concentrate on continuing to practice, I suddenly thought of something.

"Oh, Boss Avria."

no response.

I didn't give up and screamed three times in a row, each one more flattering than the last.

"Bah~~~~ You bastard, you suddenly have such a flattering tone, it's so disgusting." Sure enough, Evelina couldn't stand it anymore, and she had to float with goosebumps all over her body.

"You only have three minutes, I'm very busy." Seeing that I was asking for it, this guy immediately raised his tail, acting like a leader, even though he had a big belly.

"I want to ask, you should know that I recently purchased a bottle of red dragon blood essence, right?"

"Uh-huh, of course I know." The guy responded proudly.

"You bastard, you are always spying on my every move." I was furious and couldn't bear it.

"This..." Evelina sneered a few times.

"I don't care about you. Think about it, you are the only one in this world who can talk to me. If you die accidentally, how lonely I will be."

"It's easy." I snapped my fingers happily: "Just give me some ways to quickly increase my strength. My requirements are not high. I just need to master the eight-wing and six-wing within half a year."

"I suddenly miss the lonely days, so you might as well die." Evelina said in a cold voice with an expressionless face. Tsk, this guy has no sense of humor at all.

No, I always feel that the topic of voyeurism has been brushed aside and passed over in an insidious way.

Forget it, now that I need it, I won't care about it for now, just write it down in a small notebook, and I will ask this guy to settle the accounts later.

"Now that you know, how about giving me some advice? This shouldn't violate your principles, right?"

"Yes or no, but why should I tell you?"

"For God's sake."

"God made a lifelong mistake by not throwing you into the toilet and flushing you away."

Well, here comes the consequences of always complaining about God.

"You say it or you don't say it." I suddenly straightened my face.

"Ouch, you're still planning to threaten me."

"If you don't tell me, I'll give you a new nickname."

Avria: "..."

I:"……"

"Okay, you win." In the end, Xianyujian surrendered. I am indeed very powerful and worthy of being the Named Emperor.

"Come on, tell me, can you still drink this thing?" I took out the red dragon queen's essence and blood with satisfaction and shook it towards the sky.

"No one will die if you drink it."

"I feel a little relieved but it's not enough. Can you be more specific and detailed?" My eyes lit up and I continued to ask.

"For example?"

"For example, even if it won't kill me if I drink it, will it turn me into something strange?"

"Are you afraid of this? Don't you think you are weird enough now?"

"..."

Although I wanted to refute it, when I thought about my ragdoll bear transformation and the female body of Saint Yue Xian Wolf, I bent forward in frustration and could not get up again.

It made so much sense that I was speechless.

After being stunned for a long time, I slapped the table with inexplicable grief and anger, not knowing who to blame: "But, I don't want to become more weird!"

"No, no, no, you have to do some reverse thinking. Maybe this bottle of blood essence will not only make you weirder, but can actually cure some of your weird problems?"

Evelina suddenly said something extraordinary, which made thunder flash through my mind, and I was stunned on the spot.

Yes, why didn't I think of it? When I heard that Huofengli said there might be a problem with the blood and semen, I kept thinking in the worst direction and became a fixed mindset, but I forgot that bacteria also have good comrades.

"That's right, Evelina, you reminded me."

Holding a fist in my hand, I took a step forward with bright eyes, as if I was a proletarian migrant worker wearing a red scarf who was full of hope, passion and motivation in the new era of being able to turn his slaves into masters and become the new masters of the country under the leadership of socialism... …people.

"Even if such a good thing happens, you are still a strange guy, and this cannot change." I hate my good Evelina decisively complained, but it can no longer damage the brilliance of the sickle and hammer at this time. I thrive under it.

"This...are you really listening to me? I'm sorry to give you hope, but to be honest, the probability is less than one in ten thousand."

"So what?" I was full of confidence. Have you forgotten it? This druid is a person with the aura of the protagonist.

"Listen to me seriously. What I mean is that this probability of less than one in ten thousand is an ordinary figure without taking into account your quasi-tragedy emperor attributes."

I raised my head confidently and fell to my knees with a thud.

Department... Department of motor, I actually forgot that before the protagonist's halo, my quasi-tragedy emperor's halo has a higher priority. What kind of bastard world is this? Why do you want to play with the protagonist's young and fragile mind like this? What if I I've been screwed so bad that I want to see who else those bastard directors, screenwriters and investors can find to replace me, who can simultaneously play the most important protagonist and heroine, as well as a passerby, a passerby, a martial arts stuntman, and often play the role of Jixiang. He is a multi-functional ace actor who is capable of showing off his intelligence by showing off his cuteness, being a comedian, doing miscellaneous props, and sacrificing his appearance and moral integrity to highlight the intelligence and strength of both the enemy and ourselves.

Hahu~~~Hahu~~~ After thinking about it carefully, I am really fucking great, and I have decided that if there are no three chicken drumsticks in the lunch box from now on, I will quit.

"After talking so much, please summarize it for me. What should I do with this bottle of blood essence?" Finally, I asked dejectedly as if I had given up on treatment.

"You can drink it, no problem. Whether it makes you weirder or can cure some of your strange attributes, it won't shake your current basic settings."

Settings... I also want to know what my settings are.

As if she had a glimpse of my thoughts, Evelina added: "The self-complaining silly mortal tragedy druid sells meat and cuteness without restraint and destroys the setting of three views."

Woohoo, let me know, don't let me know, bastard!

"What if someone else drinks it?"

I have never forgotten Akara's words. Essence and blood are the icing on the cake for me. My current strength has improved quickly enough, which has resulted in many skills being dropped and I have to fill the foundation in the dream realm.

The most important thing is that I feel that such a bottle of essence and blood cannot help me suddenly rise to the point where I can compete with the four demon kings and three demon gods. My current situation is rather strange, and my strength is only half a bucket of water, neither above nor below. Facing other strong monsters, they can escape even if they can't win, but they are completely unable to compete with the four demon kings and three demon gods. It can only be said that the gap in strength between these seven guys and the monsters in the hell world is a bit big. No wonder they can firmly control the division. The whole hellish world.

Since I can't become a superman in one drink, then it is of great significance to improve the strength of my friends around me. As the saying goes, two fists are hard to beat with four hands, which means that girlfriends are still very important... Wait, I What are you talking about? Inexplicably, I took on the role of acer.

"I advise you to give up this idea. It doesn't matter if weird people become weirder, but it would be bad if normal people suddenly become weird. And there is no one around you who can bear it, right?"

Evelina made such a good comment that it took me three seconds to understand its meaning, and it made me feel extremely painful.

"That's a good question." As soon as I clapped my hands, I was waiting for this sentence.

"So, Everlia, can you help me dilute this blood essence? It doesn't matter if it is diluted to a hundred parts."

Yes, as long as it can be diluted, it will not only alleviate the problems caused by the essence and blood, but maybe even the girls will be able to withstand the power of the essence and blood. My requirements are not high, as long as they can break through to the realm of the realm, or the realm of the pseudo-realm. good.

"What do you think this is? Just dilute it if you say dilute it?" Evelina was amused by my request.

"You can't do it?"

"It can be done, but it's too troublesome. It's as difficult as if you asked me to directly help you defeat the three demon gods and four demon kings, so I reject it."

"Cheapskate."

"Humph, you can scold me whatever you want."

"Foot-picking salted fish sword."

"Asshole, I'm going to be angry!"

"..."

This guy is pretty fun to bully.

"In short, this bottle of blood essence is the most suitable for you to drink so far. As far as the people around you are concerned...well, there are actually others who are more suitable than you, but I won't remind you, and they probably won't drink it either."

"Who is it? Doesn't it make me mind even more when you say this? Asshole!"

"Hahaha, die in confusion and ignorance, you weak insect."

"It's Elijah, right?"

"..." However, Xianyujian had already seen through everything.

Tsk, he actually kept his mouth shut.

"Actually, no matter how much you drink it, it can still improve your humble strength to some extent, allowing you to compete with your tiny enemies faster."

After a pause, Evelina's joking voice came.

"Isn't this just right? The messy red dragon essence and blood, combined with your messy body, is a match made in heaven. You're welcome, just use your body to your heart's content. It doesn't matter if it breaks."

"It sounds like I have a spare body that can be replaced. That's weird."

"Hehehe." Evelina laughed mysteriously a few times, and her voice gradually faded away.

"That guy probably didn't lie to me, right? If I drink it, nothing will happen to me?" I shook the bottle of essence and blood in my hand, and my mind went blank. How effective is the impulse.

After thinking about it, I put it away. Evelina also said that things like diluting blood essence can still be done, but the current ability of the alliance is not enough. I will let it go again and see if it can be done. I can't meet an expert hermit, like Rukogas, who can dilute it for me with just a biu.

Also, as Evelina just said, there is someone around me who is more suitable to drink this bottle of blood essence than me, and who seems to be able to withstand the backlash of the blood essence. Who is it? After much deliberation, I still can't figure it out. To receive blood essence, you must have at least the world's peak level of strength. Is there such a strong person hiding around me? Or is it someone with a special status and physique, such as the mermaid princess Elijah? For example, King Arthur Jr., the former strongest man in the mainland? Or is it a little ghost with dual identities of ghost and saint?

If you don’t understand, just leave it alone. Cultivation is important.

I swung the bastard fist against the sky and the earth alone... no, it was the bastard fist. It was the Luancai Feng Shen Fist. About half an hour later, I stopped breathing heavily.

Even...even with the cosplay bear's recovery ability, using triple strikes or even quadruple flame fists continuously like this would be... exhausting.

After sitting down and resting for a while, I took the opportunity to think about the next cultivation route. Yes, my cultivation has reached a bottleneck again and I am facing a crossroads in life.

In the dream realm, I have now trained all the good skills of the transformation system such as Rabies, Shock Wave, and Ram to the triple skills. With the addition of Space Energy Slash and Air Compression Fist, I have more triple skills that can be used. I took turns using it all the time.

In addition to normal attacks, I also thought about it for a while, and now there is a certain probability of being able to use triple normal attacks. This is a big gain. After all, as I just saw, using triple skills continuously is too draining. Big, I'm already exhausted after half an hour, so I still need three normal attacks to hold up the scene and catch my breath.

Most of the training goals I originally set for myself have been completed, and there is only one Fury left, which is still making slow progress and not working well at times. I have now figured out the second level of Fury, but don't say it. I hope that I can use it to superimpose the terrifying power of the five-fold flame fist. Even if I integrate the three-fold flame fist into an ordinary furious blow, I can't control it, let alone the four-fold flame fist into the two-fold rage. I can't get it for the time being. If you don't take action, you have to continue practicing.

Now, here comes the problem. There is only one Fury skill left that has not reached the goal. Judging from the current progress, it is not a goal that can be completed in the short term. It is impossible for me to spend all the time in Dream Realm on it.

So, how should we allocate the remaining time? There are three options before me.

The first option is to continue to strengthen the rabies, shock wave and hammer, and hone them to the same four-level skill level as the Flame Fist. By then, the cosplay bear's attack power and control ability will be greatly improved, and my mother will no longer be afraid of me. Fire immune enemies now.

The second option is to think about the derivative skills of these skills to enrich your attack routines and make the enemy hard to defend against. What are derivative skills? For example, space energy slashing and air compression fist are actually techniques derived from the flame fist skill.

The third option is more fanciful, that is to simply end the training of the cosplay bear and turn to the transformation of the Holy Moon Wolf.

The fourth kind...bastard, you think I’m really bad at arithmetic!

After thinking about it for a while, I decided to choose the first one and continue to practice those skills until I reach the level of four skills. The cosplay bear takes the route of violent output. As for the derivative skills, space energy chop and air compression punch are enough. There are too many. I understand the truth of chewing off more than you can chew. Besides, the first choice and the second choice are actually not conflicting. When studying the four-strike, you might also be able to figure out some of their derivative techniques. The so-called practice makes [skill] This principle.

As for the Holy Moon Wolf, I can only apologize to it with tears. I always feel that the werewolf transformation has always been a stepmother, although it can often play a huge and crucial role, such as opening the dream realm. It is indispensable, but the werewolf transformation has never been taken seriously by me, and I have hardly spent much time practicing on it.

However, the werewolf transformation is also very hard. Without the love of my stepmother, it can still strive for self-improvement and self-reliance, and has good luck. Both breakthroughs have been helped by noble people. In the domain realm, it is a wife knight and in the power of the world realm. It was even more exaggerated at this time, and it turned out to be stimulated by the power of eternal freezing, one of the alliance's biggest enemies, the Four Demon Kings.

Regardless of hard work or luck, in short, without knowing it, it clung tightly behind the bear-man transformation without being left too far behind. I can only pray that it can continue to be self-reliant, cough cough cough.

Well, to reveal a little bit of inner truth, I actually don’t want to become a heroine.

Having decided on the next path of cultivation, I felt motivated again, and was about to sit up and continue practicing, but there was a crisp sound in the dream realm, which sounded to my ears like the sound of the system that had not changed for thousands of years.

System prompt: Your friend Little Ghost is online.

Immediately afterwards, a white light rushed over and hugged me.

"Catch the little bear knight." The little ghost excitedly jumped into the arms of the cosplay bear and rubbed against the furry, soft and warm bear skin.

"You're so big, little bear." There were too many things to say in front of this complaining saint. I didn't dare to keep transforming into a bear and squander the precious wooden cards. I quickly canceled the transformation and added one on the forehead of the ghost saint. Striker knife attack.

"I bullied this holy girl when we first met. I'll bite you." Blinking his beautiful eyes in trouble, the little ghost looked up at me, his lips slightly parted, showing a threat, as if he was choosing where to bite.

"Who told you to bark randomly? You are not allowed to call me a bear, no matter how big or small you are."

"Then call me Little Wolf." The saintly lady narrowed her eyes and blatantly looked at my expression.

"Absolutely not allowed. I will not accept anyone except the master." Another hand of sword fell, and under the gentle eyes of my little ghost with a smile, I tried my best to hide the attachment to the wife knight that was evoked by this little wolf cry. .

"Wow! Master?"

"Yes, Master, come on, call me and listen."

"What?" The little ghost seemed to be in a daze and didn't hear clearly.

"I mean, master, come on, call and listen."

"Oh, that's a good call. As expected of Xiaofan, please touch your head." The little ghost showed a scheming smile, raised his little hand from my arms, and touched his head forcefully.

Wait, I seem to have been fooled.

After thinking about it carefully, I realized the little ghost's despicable trap. I couldn't help but be furious. I suffered so much that I accidentally called her master twice.

"Although the name Master is good, it is too common. I still prefer Xiaofan to call me the Holy Lady. Your Highness Alice, hmm, come on, call me a few more times, and I will be rewarded by this Holy Lady."

"Lady Saint, Your Highness Alice."

"Wow! He actually screamed honestly."

"Because there is a reward, and you won't suffer any loss if you scream." I smiled proudly. Have you forgotten who I am? Rogge is the third miser.

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