Diablo Destruction

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I rubbed my eyes in disbelief. The three pairs of wings were still there, and I squeezed my waist hard. It hurt. I was not dreaming. Popular

I actually... saw a six-wing level... strong man? This is too unrealistic. It is obviously the first time to face Andariel, one of the four demon kings, but in the blink of an eye, he stands in front of the six-winged strong man again. This script is too jumpy. Can you still let it go? People go on?

I have to admit that although I often have an open mind and imagine all kinds of divine unfoldings, I still prefer a steady pace of life, and I am very uncomfortable with this kind of script, both neurologically and IQ-wise.

No, now is not the time to talk about this.

"Alice, Lucia..." I looked around in a panic, and rarely called out their names. The purpose was to make the seemingly ridiculous existence in front of me feel pity and let me know what the situation was.

"If I say they are still safe, can you sit down quietly and have a chat with me?" Sure enough, perhaps because he didn't want to waste time, or perhaps because he had a glimpse of my heart, the other party made a gesture to calm me down. Dot sat across from her.

Although it was just a one-sentence reply, I somehow felt completely at ease. The other person's words indeed had magical power, which made me more and more convinced that the three pairs of wings were not decorations or props.

Therefore, it is very important to be a good person with your tail between your legs.

Realizing this, I obediently walked towards the stone pavilion and sat down along the circular stone table, opposite him.

Obviously, the breath that Andariel gave me was so terrifying. Even in the form of the Holy Moon Wolf, I still felt out of breath, and my heart seemed to be trapped. But facing the six wings in front of me, I didn't feel the slightest momentum or power. I'm afraid this is the so-called return to nature, right?

The breeze with the smell of grassland blew on my face, and I slowly found the feeling of seeking death. The head that had been lowered and did not dare to raise was raised nervously, and happened to meet the other person's eyes.

From the outside, she looks like a lady in her thirties. The stone table is not big, so the distance between us is not as far as expected, only about four or five feet. From this distance, let alone a druid with bright eyes, even an ordinary person, as long as he is not highly myopic, You can also clearly see the other person's appearance.

However, at this moment, in my eyes, the other person's appearance was like seeing flowers in a fog. This feeling is not real, it is not that there is really a layer of fog covering the other party, or a mosaic, but a very mysterious feeling. Obviously every subtle outline of the face can be seen clearly, but when combined But I can't find a fixed feeling. It seems to be ever-changing, and I can only describe it with feelings instead of more specific things.

A noble lady, with a soft appearance, in her thirties. There may be a little trace of age on her face. She is wearing a very colorful dress that is not simple but not very luxurious either. Three pairs of jet black wings hang low on her back without any fanfare. Perhaps the most conspicuous thing is the edge of her head. It has three pairs of wings hanging lazily in the middle. [800] The tips of her black curly hair touched the ground when she sat down.

A hazy, lazy, noble, elegant, indifferent, and slightly mysterious middle-aged lady. This is probably the entire impression I have of this suspected six-winged existence in front of me.

"Come on, don't be polite. Let's have a cup of tea and calm down." When he came back to his senses, there was already a cup of steaming tea in front of him. Was it the tea brewed by the six-winged strongman? I wonder if all attributes will be increased after drinking it?

I held the tea cup tremblingly and took a sip. Well, it had a rather sweet aftertaste, but it was of no use.

"Please...please, please, here is...you are...why on earth would I..." There are too many questions that I want to ask, but my mind has not completely turned around yet. I feel dizzy and feel like I am stepping on the clouds. on, a light and unrealistic feeling.

"Paradise Lost, Lucifer, I brought it."

"..." Hey, hey, hey, it's too concise. It's almost like Princess Sanwu. It's a bit bad for a woman to speak so coolly, isn't it? Wait, Lucifer?

My legs went weak and I almost slipped off the chair and fell to the ground.

Although I had some suspicions when I saw those three pairs of pitch black wings, after hearing the facts, I found that my heart was not as big as I thought.

Sure enough...it is indeed the case. When it comes to six-winged experts, who else can there be besides these few? There is such a way to get me away from Andariel. Now, I have no intention of doubting the other party's identity and strength.

You're pretending, are you trying to steal food from Andariel's mouth?

After confirming the identity of the other party, I didn't feel the excitement of "finally meeting the legendary six-winged man" in my heart. Instead, I felt full of hesitation and uneasiness.

I have this self-knowledge. With my current level of strength, I am not qualified to see such a being. Just like the Seven Giants, no matter what happens, they will not personally go and take risks with a rookie who has just walked out of Rogge Camp in the first world. Or, perhaps, at least I have to wait until I have the strength to match the seven giants before I can see the true appearance of these higher beings. I have always thought so, but now I have received a super-standard meeting.

To be honest, for this kind of flattering treatment, I think the bad things outweigh the good things. My life may not matter, I can't die. If the other party wants to kill me, I will kill him long ago, but there will definitely be big trouble on my head, not just It's as simple as meeting me and rescuing me from Andariel.

Of course, facing such existence, you may be able to learn some dark history that has always puzzled you. This can be regarded as an indirect benefit.

My mind was busy thinking about various things, and I drank a cup of hot tea quickly without realizing it.

"Ten...thank you very much for rescuing us from Andariel's clutches." First of all, let's say thank you. Without her, the three of us would be in danger, and we might not have the chance to use unlimited return in front of Andariel. .

"There's no need to say thank you. Andariel and the others are considered my subordinates, um..." The six-winged strong woman in front of her seemed to be a little confused about whether she should admit that the Seven Giants were related to her, and she tilted her head slightly.

"Um...yes...is it?"

Speaking of this, I don’t know what to say. I blame Lucifer for not taking care of his subordinates? After all, we never thought that the fallen angels would be blamed for the sins committed by the hell clan so far. That is to say, the real demon headed by Lucifer, on the one hand, there is no evidence that it was their instigation, and on the other hand, even if there is evidence, it is in vain, arm wrestling with the hell clan. We can give it a try, but competing with fallen angels is a complete daydream. The level is fundamentally different. It is no different from shouting that I am going to attack aliens.

There was a pause. I think it would be better to take advantage of this rare, maybe only once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to ask some more practical questions, but before that.

"Excuse me... Lord Lucifer, what happened to my other two companions? It's not that I don't believe you, it's just..."

"An Xin, although they are not out of trouble, Andariel seems not interested in them." The six-winged strongman in front of me doesn't seem to be difficult to get along with, even if I doubt what she said. He also answered readily.

Also...that means they are still facing danger? I didn't feel at ease because of these words. Instead, I became anxious. Little fox, you idiot, hurry up and take the little ghost away. What are you still doing? !

In fact, I also know that if I disappear suddenly like this, the little fox will definitely not abandon me. More importantly, the little ghost, I am very worried that she will do something stupid.

Seeing the worry on my face, a smile like a gentle breeze blew across my face. There is no trace of evil aura from her body. After all, fallen angels were originally angels. Although they had disagreements with the current angels, they got into a fight and eventually separated. But it doesn't mean that they have given up their original power attributes, so even if the Lucifer in front of me gives me a bright and sacred feeling, I won't be surprised.

"It's really interesting. Even I haven't seen such a scene many times." Her hazy eyes were not on me, but seemed to have passed through many obstacles. Lost somewhere.

"Lu...Lord Lucifer, could you make a bold request and bring my partners with you, at least to keep them away from danger."

"No." My bold request was immediately rejected.

"They are not qualified to stand here yet. As for the danger, well, don't worry. If everything goes well, we will let you go back soon. It won't take too long."

"Eh...Eh?"

The first answer made me feel that the six-winged strong man in front of me who seemed to be easy to talk to was indeed a arrogant existence. It was invisible. It was not always displayed on his face, but the arrogance that penetrated into his bones and soul. .

The second answer made me exclaim and asked me to go back? Where are you going back? Could it be that you have to go back and continue to face the threat of Andariel?

Let me think about it. When we go back, before Andariel can react, it seems like a good idea to let the little fox use unlimited return to take us back.

Knowing that the strong man in front of me could not change his mind easily, I thought about a survival strategy in my mind.

"Okay, let's talk about business, the reason why I brought you here." After drinking the last sip of tea, he waved his small hand with thin black gauze gloves in front of his eyes, and the tea set in front of him seemed to be sucked into the space. In the gap, it disappeared into thin air.

"Please speak clearly, sir." I sat upright, knowing that the real drama was coming.

"Originally, it was a bit early to call you here, regardless of strength or situation, so our plan was slightly disrupted, but this was an opportunity, so we did it anyway."

"Lord Lucifer, what exactly are we you are talking about..."

"Still can't guess? Your IQ is indeed worrying. Because of this, we couldn't even determine whether you were that person at first."

Saying this, the noble lady in front of her paused and sat back slightly, with the three pairs of wings behind her hanging down more softly.

"Aren't there only a few of us who are qualified to stand in the same position as me?"

There are only a few. Are they those you are talking about? I was thinking rapidly in my mind. Michael counts as one, and the Golden Dragon King counts as one. As for the Mermaid King, I don’t know if Lucifer is qualified to be included in it, but the answer is already quite clear. Except for Michael, the others seem to be the same. He is not the one actively looking for trouble.

"Lord Michael?"

"Uh-huh." Lucifer responded with a soft nasal voice, indicating nonsense.

"I didn't expect that according to historical records, the two of you who should be mortal enemies of each other would actually come together."

"It's not that we came together, it's just that we have the same purpose. Look, didn't she get involved this time? She's just one step worse than me. Otherwise, where you are standing now would be the Garden of Eden... Oh , probably it would be more appropriate to call it Holy Paradise, and the person I saw was not me, but Michael."

Did Michael also take action? My mind felt as if ten thousand grass-mud horses were galloping past, and I was stunned into silence.

Looking back carefully, although I was brought here without seeing anything, I did feel two auras. The aura that can be as powerful as Lucifer can only be Michael.

But, I didn’t expect that I would become a hot commodity. Should I be happy?

"So, what is the purpose of the two adults taking me away..."

"Then I'll tell you frankly."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lucifer, who was leaning back on the chair leisurely and with his legs raised, suddenly leaned over and pressed his beautiful and sexy body close to him. He held the table with one hand and a bright smile on his lips.

"Little guy, are you interested in joining us?"

"Ha ha?"

I looked at Lucifer stupidly, as if I met Willas at the vegetable market. She walked quickly towards me with a vegetable basket on her arm, handed out a leaflet from the basket and said in a mysterious and low voice.

Sir, have you ever heard of Amway?

One hundred thousand grass-mud horses running wildly could not explain my surprise and madness.

"Join...join you?"

"Yes, there are many benefits and favorable treatment. How about giving it some thought? I guarantee you won't suffer any loss."

"No...even if you tell me this...ask me first, can you refuse?"

"No." Lucifer's eyes narrowed, revealing the slightest hint of danger. Even this leakage of power, perhaps less than a ten thousandth of it, already made me stand like a mouse meeting a cat, with a cold sweat breaking out from behind.

Even before I could refuse, I knew that this was definitely a strange (legendary) organization, and I wouldn't be brainwashed immediately.

"Concretely, what do I do?"

"I like the speed with which you accept the reality." Lord Lucifer expressed great satisfaction with the speed with which I quickly realized the fact that I was a slave to others, and accepted everything with a correct attitude.

"Because the plan was slightly disrupted, I had to make some temporary adjustments. Let me see, I have it..." Snapping her fingers, the beautiful and dangerous lady in front of her pressed her upper body closer and used a little charm. In a tone of voice, he spoke words that were as powerful as a million-headed grass mud horse.

"I happen to be missing a Demon King."

. . . (To be continued.)