Diablo Destruction

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In the realm of dreams, the most intense battle poem in history is being played at this time. ⊙,

There is no huge shocking impact like the demon king's flesh and blood resurrector, but the cyclone stirred up by the flesh and blood fight is enough to blow up an entire demon king's flesh and blood resurrector.

Three tall and brave barbarians, covered in armor, like ancient ferocious beasts, with two giant axes, two swords, and a shield. These people waved these weapons, and the songs they intertwined were full of barbarian-like charm. The rough and heroic war song resounded throughout the dream realm, and for a moment, the domineering side was revealed, and it was difficult to tell whose territory this place was.

In the center where the weapons are intertwined, the cosplay bear is like a small boat in the stormy sea. The situation is difficult, the bumps are constant, and there is a danger of capsizing at any time.

One sentence is enough to describe his situation at this moment - he has no power to fight back.

Five minutes was still the same number. He couldn't survive even a second longer. The cosplay bear had already laid down on the ground with injuries all over his body, and assumed a pure jumping posture. The round tail on his butt stood up, like a side. The white flag is as pitiful as it sounds.

The three barbarians then stopped attacking, jumped back to the high platform, and entered the petrified state.

"How about it, can you express your feelings about being beaten?" Evelina's malicious laughter rang out, and it was no longer just about gloating.

In response, I forcibly raised a bear paw and raised my middle finger to the sky. The countless grass and mud horses rushing through my heart turned into one word.

【Leave far away! 】

Fortunately, this is the realm of dreams, and the injuries on my body healed in a short time. I jumped up and down again, ready to challenge again, not afraid of dangers and obstacles, and fought repeatedly.

The second time I fought against three barbarian uncles. I analyzed it more calmly, and then I felt that the fighting power of these three foodies was really amazing and terrifying to the extreme.

Even if he fights alone, the cosplay bear is much more powerful and has no confidence that he can defeat any of them, let alone three people together, let alone these three people who have teamed up to tease adventurers for thousands of years. A huge tacit understanding has long been formed.

All these factors were added up and I used my few remaining brain cells to analyze them carefully. I was shocked to find that the total combat effectiveness of these three uncles in all aspects may have reached the peak of perfection.

No wonder Evelina told me first that if I want to defeat them openly, I must improve my strength to the point of perfection so that I will have no rivals.

Whether it is gaining the same combat experience and skills as them, or breaking through to the pinnacle of perfection, for me, it is not something that can be achieved overnight. Especially the former, whose strength may be cheating. But experience and skills, no matter how talented they are, must be accumulated step by step. There are no shortcuts.

Of course, it cannot be said that there is no such thing at all. For example, the dream realm is one. However, although it allows you to gain more experience and skills in the same time, the effort required is no different from other adventurers, or even more. After all, maintaining the dream realm requires a huge amount of mental power.

For me, the only possibility of achieving success in a short period of time and staying undefeated in the hands of these three masters is the answer that Evelina just gave me. I can only take the wrong approach and use the tactics of these three masters. The skills have been memorized. Fortunately, the Salted Fish Sword didn't just talk about it, and actually gave me a small favor. But because of this, I was more surprised by its methods than the fighting power of the three uncles.

The enemies created in the dream realm, no matter how familiar I am with their abilities, can only create knock-offs that are only 60 to 70% of the original strength at best. After all, the biggest flaw of these knock-off enemies is that they have no intelligence and will continue to fight. Put powerful moves on my face.

However, these three copycat versions of the ancient barbarian heroes created by Evelina are exactly the same as the original ones. This similarity is not only reflected in strength, but also in tactics, positioning, and way of thinking. In other words, Evelina The barbarians created by Na have intelligence, or artificial intelligence, and they are not ordinary intelligence. They are no different from the three uncles. Otherwise, how could I lose at the same time?

I can only marvel at Evelina who can do this. This guy is really a monster. Sometimes I feel very close to Evelina and can play and fight at will. But occasionally, it will give I have an incomprehensible mystery, just like ants and gods, feeling out of reach.

What is the origin of this salted fish sword? It can't really be a funny hammer sword from the heaven. Even if it is, it is at the ancient level. Perhaps the Doomsday War has not yet happened at that time. Only in this way can we explain that a mere funny hammer sword has such insight and ability. .

Scratching my head, I threw all these unanswered guesses aside, stretched out the bear's claws, and once again reached for the ancient stone book in a desperate attempt to activate the barbarian altar.

The three petrified barbarian statues turned into large living people for the second time, holding heart-stopping weapons, exuding a power that shook the entire dream realm, and approached me.

Come on, fight until it hurts!

The bear grinned and showed a tragic and brilliant smile. I roared angrily and rushed towards the cottage Colik.

Who is this guy who is the most mean-mouthed and always hits me? Even if you continue to be defeated today and defeated again and again, at least I will leave a little memory on you.

The battle started without warning, and after being defeated again and again, he stood up again and continued to challenge. If this was not the realm of dreams, a certain druid would have ruined himself long ago.

Even so, when he got up the next day, someone was still staring at the national treasure. His brain was filled with information about fighting the three barbarians. He looked dazed, muttered to himself, and made gestures with his hands from time to time. He looked like he was obsessed. state.

When the girls saw this, they were naturally very distressed. They decisively gave up today's experience and took care of their husband (father) around the clock. From this point of view, their purpose of coming to Harrogas this time was more to take care of someone rather than to experience. They are not so much an experience. A round-the-clock nanny team, serving only one person.

After a whole day of fighting in the Dream Realm, as soon as I saw the faces of the three uncles, my stomach began to churn violently. I wanted to vomit something. How many times had I been tortured? At least no less than a hundred times. If I hadn't been so crazy, I would have collapsed under such inhuman self-abuse and had no confidence in my own strength. I have huge doubts and denials about my own life and the value of my existence.

However, under such devilish training, the progress was still extremely slow. After being abused for a whole day, I could not last more than six minutes in the hands of the three uncles. I kept hovering at the five-point mark. A few seconds. Lose a few seconds and it feels like there is no progress at all.

To this. I had doubts about Evelina's suggestion. Could this guy come up with this method just to see me being tortured? In fact, it has no effect at all, right?

In this regard, Evelina just explained lightly.

"If you want to see progress, you have to at least wait until you get used to being abused, and it becomes natural to be abused."

I was speechless.

The next night. For the first time, I had a strong resistance to entering the dream realm. The lazy cancer that had disappeared for more than ten years suddenly recurred. I kept telling myself that I would go to the top of Arreat tomorrow and talk to the three uncles. . You need to take a good rest tonight. Let’s wait until tomorrow when we come back to practice.

After tossing and turning a few times, I was stunned for a long time when I saw the peaceful sleeping faces of the girls. I gritted my teeth, transformed into the Holy Moon Wolf, and slowly closed my eyes.

"Oh, I thought you wouldn't come today. After all, I was so abused yesterday that I almost had a mental breakdown. This is not like you. Tell me, are you a fake?!"

Evelina was quite surprised when she saw that I had come to seek death again. She actually doubted my identity. It was so funny. She said it as if she knew me very well. Me, I am the best pussy in the world. The more I am abused, the more I am abused. The happier I am, the more I won’t be tortured and uncomfortable by the Sky Stars for a day!

There were two lines of sad tiger tears left in my eyes. Although the thoughts in my heart made me dare to be ashamed, but now I can only hypnotize myself in this way, otherwise I am afraid that I will cut off the dream realm and escape from cultivation in any minute.

I made a provocative gesture towards Evelina, perverted narcissism, hammer and sword, you have the guts to torture me, come and hit me in the face?

"Huhu, I really admire your courage to commit suicide." Evelina laughed a few times without emotion, like a blackened god.

"Since you want to die so much, I will make it happen for you."

Thus, a certain druid's journey of self-abuse began again.

"Brother Wu, your condition has been very bad these two days, so you'd better not go." On the third day, seeing that I was going to the top of Arreat to challenge the Third Barbarian Master again, I asked Vilas to prepare a sumptuous meal. Linya They stopped me worriedly.

"It's okay. Today is a great opportunity. Before I...I forget the results of the past two days, I have to go and meet those uncles quickly."

I stood up unsteadily, my steps a little shaky, like an Internet-addicted teenager who had been in an Internet cafe for three days and three nights and was in urgent need of Yang Mingshou's electric shock treatment.

Result? forget?

The girls looked at each other. They knew the correct way to use the Dream Realm. They had already vaguely guessed why a certain druid was so tired these days, even close to collapse. He must have fabricated three people in the Dream Realm. The incarnation of the ancient barbarian hero was hurt from fighting or being tortured inside.

It was very close to the truth, but they would never have imagined that the three barbarian uncles were not created by a certain druid, but by others. Therefore, the abuse experience of a certain druid in the past two days was more cruel than they imagined. hundred times.

"Don't worry, I'm fine, and those three barbarians are not enemies. No matter what, they can't be too harsh on me, right?" I tried my best to comfort the girls.

Seeing my persistence, everyone fell silent. Everyone wanted to stop it, but no one could say anything to stop it.

Haven't you always persisted like this? This is the responsibility you need to bear when you get the title of savior. The bigger your butt is, the greater your responsibility. In order to protect everyone, you can't do this, you can't be lazy, and you can't escape. What's even more undesirable is that there is only one way to go, you can only go forward, forward and forward again, you can never go back, you can't even look back and look back.

What is waiting at the end is a happy life of eating and dying with the girls forever. This is the biggest motivation that has always inspired me to move forward.

Vilas silently prepared and packed the meals, helped me put the food that could feed several cows into the inventory, and then watched with everyone as I opened the teleportation scroll, and raised it towards them in the white light. A thumbs up to reassure me that I was fine, and then disappeared.

"I want to go practice, where are you guys?" After standing there for a long time, Vilas suddenly turned back with a firm expression and looked at her friends.

"Yes." Linya nodded vigorously, a word "yes" and a light response, as heavy as a mountain.

"We want it too!" Silos and Aikelu were not to be outdone.

Sarah gently wiped the sword, while Princess Sanwu tightened her grip on the staff.

Perhaps, no matter how hard they try, it's useless, and their meager strength can't help at all. However, compared with zero, there is a huge difference between something and nothing.

It may not have any effect, but even if it can make him feel at ease a little bit, it is worth one hundred and twenty percent of his efforts. This is the only thing that he can do and must do.

The determined girls quickly packed up their things and embarked on the training journey again. Standing behind them, Aiwa'er blinked curiously, feeling for the first time that the girls' radiance made her a little envious.

Although it is very weak and almost imperceptible, it is warm, real, and firm, and there is something in it that Aiwa yearns for.

Maybe as long as you keep following them, slowly you will find the answer.

After arriving at the top of Arreat, I habitually came to the Book of Ancient Stones, activated the altar, and watched the three uncles jump down, with a strong momentum and ready to fight.

"Boy, boy, have you forgotten something?" When Kolik saw that something was wrong, this stupid boy was out of his mind or something. It was just that he didn't want to confess, but he still wanted to do it right here?

I suddenly woke up and laughed sheepishly.

"Sorry, sorry, it's become a habit."

"Habits come naturally? I really don't know what you are talking about. They are all things that no one can understand. Where are the good wine and good food?" Kerik and Maddock didn't blush at all and reached out to me to ask for it. Talik was thin-skinned. I didn't feel like joining in the fun at all, but my eyes lit up when I heard the word wine.

"Of course, it's ready. Let's eat quickly. After we eat, we'll have another fight."

"You can't wait to suffer. Well, we will make it happen for you."

So the three uncles devoured their food, patted their bellies after eating and drinking, and did not worry that overeating would affect their combat effectiveness. They burped with wine, waved directly to me, and led the way to the Barbarian Arena in the World Stone Fortress.

Then, there was another rare fierce battle, and a certain druid lay down again.

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I have a fever of 39 degrees and am feeling dizzy. I am really out of shape. Let’s see if I can write a few more chapters at the end of this month to make it up to everyone. These past two months have been a disaster.

. . . (To be continued...) u