Diablo Destruction

Under the shining of the setting sun, the originally peaceful small village has been replaced by piles of ruins. The indescribably sad evening breeze gently blew through the ruins everywhere, and the charred beams stood up from the piles of ruins. Like a hand stretched out from the water by a drowned person, several vultures screamed and fell from the sky, standing on them, scanning the hundreds of corpses scattered on the ground with their sharp and greedy eyes, mixed in the air. The smell of burnt earth and rotting corpses enveloped the entire village.

Why? Why is this happening?

The kind and amiable smile on his face had long since stiffened, replaced by deep astonishment. He walked forward with staggering steps, stepping over the unrecognizable, rotting and stinking corpse, looking at the ruins on the left and right. I kept scanning, and at this moment, I wished that I had taken the wrong path and just arrived at a strange, unlucky village that was attacked by monsters.

By the way, that's it. Aren't you a road fool? Maybe the villagers I’m familiar with—the kind village chief, the cheerful farmer uncle, and the little kid with a runny nose—are waiting for my arrival in a familiar village not far from here. , I reluctantly swallowed my throat and laughed a few times, but the sound was extremely bitter.

However, reality cruelly wiped out the last trace of luck in my heart. As I walked around, a temporary shed made of wooden planks appeared in my field of vision. The shed was so simple that even the attackers didn't bother to pay attention to it. Instead, it became the only intact building in the entire ruined village. building.

This is the pavilion that the villagers built for me. It was here that I used healing techniques to cure each villager. The village chief’s mother-in-law brought water to me, and dozens of children surrounded me. Everything is still vivid. In the head.

But now, this pergola still remains. But it was occupied by several desert coyotes. One coyote dragged the corpse in from a short distance, and then gathered around to chew on it. The stinky corpse meat, rotten intestines and internal organs were dragged by their sharp mouths. Take it out, bite it in your mouth, shake it, and then swallow it in one gulp. With an expression of indescribable satisfaction, most of the shriveled corpse was quickly gone, with not even the bones left.

One coyote noticed the arrival of the uninvited guest, swallowed the carrion in its mouth, and neighed in a low voice. The other three coyotes also stopped one after another, turned around slowly, and announced to the uninvited guest with their green eyes and dangerous growls. . This is their territory, and all the food here belongs to them.

However, the uninvited guests ignored their warnings and kept approaching. The strongest hyena in the lead finally couldn't hold it anymore and rushed forward first. As a leader, it must use force to prove its prestige, whether against enemies or among its own people.

His mouth was wide open, and there seemed to be some residual meat foam stuck between the teeth that were drooling. Emitting a disgusting stench, the coyote leader rushed towards the enemy at a speed that was completely inconsistent with its skinny body. It would be able to enjoy a fresh meal later, it thought like this, The cold pupils revealed an increasingly ferocious look, getting closer, getting closer, still a few meters away. It kicked off all four legs with all its strength, and rushed towards the enemy like a sharp arrow. The sharp claws hidden in the flesh pads were exposed, and the powerful jaws opened wide, revealing the yellow canine teeth. In its world, There is nothing that can defend against his sharp claws, let alone the bite of his mouth. This is the simple and narrow self-confidence of the coyote leader.

"Dong——"

It was as if his body had hit an iron wall. The coyote leader was stopped abruptly, and the excessive speed gave him a splitting headache. The neck of the brain was almost broken. When it came back to its senses, it realized that it was grabbed by a big hand that tightly hugged its skull. It was held high in the air, and the fingers tightened tighter. The crisp cracking sound of the skull had just penetrated its body. Before he could feel the pain in his ears, the world of the coyote leader went dark and his life ended.

"Zi——"

There was a crisp cracking sound, and hot blood and brain matter overflowed from the gaps between the fingers, dripping onto the ground, staining the white priest's robe red. When the hand was loosened, only the body of the coyote leader with half an open jaw remained. Fall slowly.

"I do not understand……

Seeing that the leader was easily killed, the other three hyenas immediately let out a howl of fear and dispersed in panic. An ice arrow split into three parts and drew a brilliant trajectory in the air towards the three desert wolves. The wolves are approaching. In the face of magic, these hyenas appear so fragile. The fleeing figures are instantly overtaken. As soon as they come into contact with the ice arrows, their bodies seem to have been cast a body-holding spell. Their fur, muscles, blood, internal organs, brain, They were all frozen in an instant, and their consciousness was instantly wiped out. They maintained the running posture in life, and thus turned into three ice sculptures. When the sun rises tomorrow, their bodies will melt together with the ice and disappear from this world.

"Whizzing--"

Continuous ice arrows were fired out, and then divided into several parts, like accurately tracking missiles. After crossing a beautiful arc, the frightened vultures were frozen into ice sculptures one by one, fell to the ground and shattered into pieces. The whole sky above the ruins was filled with ice arrows. A gorgeous icy rain was playing, and soon, within a few kilometers of the entire ruins, there was no life except for a person standing quietly in the center.

"I really don't understand why, when hell is already invading, isn't it enough? Why are you still killing your own kind? What's the point of spending so much effort to wipe out the desert bandits? What's the point of spending so much effort to clean up? What’s the point of being a rebellious degenerate?”

The collapsed house clearly showed signs of being burned, and the corpse had not been eaten. It was obviously not the work of the Hell Clan or Warcraft.

The bloody setting sun was so dazzling that I could hardly breathe. My internal organs seemed to be placed in an oven. They were hot and suffocating. Holding my chest, I suddenly felt like a drowning person who had finally emerged from the water. Usually, I was panting heavily, my eyes were so sore, and when I wiped them with my hand, a hot and moist feeling remained.

At this moment, I can no longer tell whether I am more angry or sad in my heart. I just feel a mixture of emotions, just like when I see shameless and clamoring traitors on the Internet who worship foreigners and favor foreigners. More than that, perhaps. I have considered myself a part of the darkness, which is why I feel so breathless and heartbroken.

My heart hurts so much. All the strength in my body is flowing. Is there nothing left to vent? Breathing heavily, he squinted his eyes and looked around, seeing nothing but corpses. I feel so uncomfortable and want to do something. If those attackers were here, I...

"Xiao Fan, if you want to vent, let it out."

The little ghost in his arms spoke in a light, wise and gentle tone. It was like a sweet spring that unblocked the blockage in my heart, and the negative emotions squeezed inside erupted like a volcano.

Thank you, Alice. This time, let me be willful.

Instead of choosing to merge with the little ghost, I triggered all the violent power in my body, and a violent aura centered on me. Covering the whole village, the anger, sorrow and violent violence in my heart were quantified into one, and vented out, as if taking drugs, giving me a feeling of ecstasy. I use alcohol to relieve my sorrow and make it worse. Everyone knows the truth. But no one can resist it.

"Ho~~~"

A low and violent roar sounded. As if there was muffled thunder in the sky, I barely maintained a trace of clarity. I strode towards the outside of the village, walking faster and faster. Finally, I simply landed on my hands on the ground and ran wildly on all fours. Every bouncing step left a mark on the ground. Four shocking giant pits.

It's so hot, my body is so hot. It's like it's on fire. After finally catching dozens of "dwarf ground reptiles", I roared with excitement. I couldn't wait to burst out the heat flowing in my body, turning it into a raging fire and roasting these reptiles into ashes. It was not enough, far from enough. I roared and stood up straight, and continued to search for all "reptiles" within a ten-mile radius. ".

Today, a large area of ​​monsters somewhere in the western part of the gravel wasteland suffered a disaster. Within a few hundred miles, almost all the monsters were brutally slaughtered. Some of them were burned to ashes by the raging fire before they even reacted. , the legend of a blood-red giant bear more than ten meters tall, with its whole body burning with blazing flames, spread in the bar: a blood-red giant bear that looks like it walked out of the abyss of hell, with bright red flames erupting from its whole body, and with a wave of its hand , and roasted the monsters into ashes. The violent aura alone made me unable to move like a frog stared at by a snake. At that time, I was discovered by it, and I thought I was dead, but it He just glanced at me and left with a roar.

The witness said this, fearing that others would not believe it, so he took out a few pieces of equipment that had been roasted and deformed: Look, this is the equipment left behind by the giant bear after it left.

Although it sounds a bit mysterious, the news was quickly recognized due to the certain prestige of the adventurers who witnessed it, and because some adventurers confirmed that there was indeed not a single monster left there, and that there were traces of a large area being roasted by fire. , the limelight temporarily overshadowed the Super Hidden Merchant, but since then, it has not appeared from time to time like the Super Hidden Merchant. Over time, it has become a great anecdote in the Western Kingdom, and has even become more and more fictitious. There have been many Version - Adventurers who encounter this blood bear will 1. have their souls sucked away; 2. enter the hidden area; 3. obtain super equipment; 4...

When Youyou woke up, she saw the pretty face of the little ghost. She was holding an empty energy potion bottle in her hand. She was looking at my face with her watery silver eyes and handed half of the energy potion to her for safekeeping. It was indeed a wise decision. I smiled bitterly and reached out to caress her smooth face.

"Little one, how long have I been asleep?"

"one day."

The little guy gently put his little hand on the back of my hand, as if he wanted to warm my cold palm with his weak presence.

One day, it was much more convenient to have energy medicine. I stood up unsteadily and summoned Xiaoxue.

"Let's go back to the village." I jumped on Xiaoxue's back and stretched out my hand to the little ghost.

"Xiaofan, let's not go back, okay." Probably because he was afraid that I would fall in love again, the little ghost looked at my outstretched hand and said in a pleading tone.

"No, I have to go and take a look. Maybe there are survivors." I shook my head firmly.

Biting her lips, the little ghost stretched out her hand in acquiescence, and was pulled up by me into my arms. In fact, we all know that judging from the state of the corpse, the village was destroyed in more than a day or two. , the chance of finding survivors is very slim, or they have already left, even if they are trapped in the ruins. He had already died of thirst and starvation.

"Little guy, don't scare me. Are you really okay? Why are you so sleepy lately?"

Seeing the little ghost's little head nodding up and down, and dozing off again, I asked worriedly, if the death of those simple and lovely villagers made me sad and angry, what if something happened to the little ghost? . I absolutely can't imagine what it would be like for me at that time.

"Well, it's okay. I'm probably greedy and ate too many diamonds."

The little ghost rubbed his sleepy eyes and replied vaguely. After struggling a few times, he finally couldn't resist the temptation of the Sandman and fell asleep in my arms.

Hope that's all. I hugged the little ghost's delicate body tightly, and gently rubbed her hair with my chin, for fear that if I let go, she would leave me.

At the speed of light snow, we returned to the small village in less than a moment. After instructing Xiaoxue and Poison Flower Vine to take good care of the little ghost, I took the other four ghost wolves and started searching in the small village. Damn it, I was so mad yesterday. I even forgot to search it first. As the day passed, maybe the person who should have been saved was dead. I bit my lip and muttered silently.

One day later, the corpses in the village attracted many vultures and hyenas, but in the face of the powerful aura of the ghost wolf, they all left in fear. I was not polite and made ice sculptures one by one for those who didn’t have time to leave.

To be honest, the possibility of surviving was very slim. I didn’t hold out much hope, but I just didn’t want to give up even if there was even a slight possibility. So when the waiter sniffed on a certain ruin and signaled to me that there was a faint breath of life underneath. , I almost couldn’t believe my eyes. There are really people who can survive after being buried in it for so long. Could he be an adventurer?

With doubts, I spread the ruins bit by bit. There was no need to rush this matter. Stone beams weighing hundreds of kilograms were not a problem for me, but I had to be careful about the people underneath. After working hard for half an hour, I carefully moved away the last broken wall. , the people who were suppressed below finally see the light of day again.

The first thing that appeared in front of me was a middle-aged woman. She maintained a strange posture, kneeling on the ground with her elbows on the ground, trying hard to support her body, as if leaving a gap for her body. But it was obvious that what the waiter was talking about was not her. Her entire upper body had been crushed by the wall, and her body had even begun to rot. It was obvious at a glance that she had been dead for a long time. So, I moved my gaze to the area left under her body. When I came out of the gap, I couldn't help but be moved when I took a look.

There is no doubt that her posture is to protect the person below her. Beneath her lies a boy of twelve or thirteen years old. He has been severely unconscious and is breathing extremely weakly. If left alone, I am afraid that as long as In a little while, he will die of anger.

I finally understood why such an ordinary child could survive in the ruins for so many days. In addition to the efforts of the woman on top of him to support him, I found that one of the woman's hands was holding the boy. He lowered his chin, opened his mouth, and the five fingers of the other hand had been bitten to pieces. Finally, he died while maintaining the position of placing the artery of his arm in the boy's mouth. One can almost imagine that this great man After the boy passed out, the woman pried open his mouth with one hand, bit her own fingers to bits with her mouth, and used her own blood to maintain the boy's life. After dripping from one finger, she bit the other one to bits. She bit off only one finger, and then bit it again until all five fingers were bitten off. Then she bit off her own artery, put it to the boy's mouth, and finally died.

Is this maternal love? I looked at this ordinary but great mother with respect, and felt that all the power in the world seemed so pale and powerless in front of her.

After a solemn salute, I moved her body away. Her body had already stiffened and remained in this posture, like a cicada shell left after transformation. Then, I first used healing techniques to cover the boy's whole body. After getting up and confirming that there were no more wounds or fractures on his body, he picked him up and placed him on the open space on the side. He poured some water into him, diluted a drop of energy potion, and let him drink it, waiting for the boy's breath. After it stabilized, I used the remaining water to clean the dust on his face.

"Huh?"

After carefully looking at the boy's appearance, I exclaimed in surprise. This boy turned out to be the tall and strong boy who always had a naive smile. His future dream was to become a Paladin. I remember him. The name of the place is Gaia. Her mother always called him Xiaoya Xiaoya, and she thought she was a girl.

It's just that his current appearance is really terrible. Although I have healed the ulcers on his skin, after being buried in the ruins for countless days, his originally strong body has become as thin as firewood. What I saw at first glance I couldn't identify it immediately.

Two days later, Gaia, who was extremely weak, woke up and just opened her eyes. He kept murmuring "Mom, Mom," and grabbed my hand like a hesitant cub.

"Get some sleep, kid, everything will be fine." I gently probed his forehead, and there was a slight fever. This kind of ailment is more from the heart, even if it is a treatment.

"Uncle Pastor, please. You must... you must save my mother, she is above me, please, please..."

After seeing it was me, Gaia kept mumbling. There were two lines of tears in his eyes, and then he fainted again.

There is no focus, no color, and the gray pupils look like dead people. Staring at this scorched ruins.

This was the second time Gaia woke up. After accepting everything I told him, the expression on his face and those lifeless eyes even made me feel a little heartbroken.

"I want revenge."

After looking at the ruins of the village for a whole day, Gaia suddenly turned around and said to me.

"What happens after revenge?" I glanced at him lightly.

"I want revenge." He repeated again expressionlessly.

I resisted the urge to slap him, knowing that doing so would definitely blow his head to pieces. Then he grabbed the collar of his clothes and lifted him up.

"Do you know how you are alive today? It was your mother who saved her life drop by drop with her own blood!!"

"I know!" Gaia remained expressionless.

"Is she protecting you so desperately just to make you live with hatred?"

"I don't know. I really don't know. Apart from revenge, what else can I do? What's the point of living? Why did my mother want to save me and abandon me? Uncle Pastor. Can you tell me?"

The boy who lost his temper. Finally, he showed a trace of hesitation. After all, he was just a twelve or thirteen-year-old child.

"Very good. That's good of you to ask." I put Gaia down and patted his shoulder.

"I don't object to your revenge, but your mother used her own life in exchange for your survival. She definitely didn't want to see you now, but wanted you to live well. If you have no goal, then I Let me decide one for you." I said, pointing to the ruins.

"This village has a history of thousands of years. It is the place where your ancestors have lived for generations. It is your hometown. I am afraid you know its importance to the villagers, including your parents and relatives, better than me, and I don't want it to disappear. Well, if I were you, I would shoulder the responsibility of rebuilding the village."

"Rebuilding...the village?"

Gaia looked at the piles of ruins blankly, and his lifeless eyes seemed to come to life. After staring for a long time, he began to murmur to himself: "Yes, if the village can be rebuilt, dad, mom, and the villagers, I'll probably be a little happier..."

He suddenly turned around and looked at me with firm eyes: "Uncle Pastor, I understand, thank you, but before rebuilding the village, I still have to take revenge and kill all those bandits." At the end of the sentence, the boy His eyes showed murderous intent, and the seeds of hatred had been deeply rooted in his mind.

"Of course, but if you want to kill your enemy personally, you must have strength. If you want to rebuild the village, you must also have certain strength. You can't do it now, do you know?"

Gaia nodded.

"Then, I'll take you to Rogge." With a faint smile, I brought Gaia back to Lu Gaoyin and sent him back to Rogge using teleportation.

"When you meet the old man named Farah, tell him that you want power, and that will do."

Outside the teleportation station, I gave Gaia one last command and nodded silently. This originally simple and kind-hearted boy no longer had the same smile as before. Hatred occupied his brain and deprived him of his emotions. He didn't know. Can time fade everything? Looking at the figure of Gaia disappearing in the white light. I sighed slightly.

After walking out of the Mages Guild, I looked up at the gray sky in Lu Gaoyin. I narrowed my eyes again, trying to hide the anger and murderous intent inside.

"Twins...are they?"

I learned from Gaia that before the village attackers massacred them, they seemed to be asking about Aikolu and Silus, combined with what they had told me about the incident when they were chased by bad guys in Lu Gaoyin. The answer is already obvious - the group who planned to kidnap Aikolu and Xilusi when they were in Lu Gaoyin did not give up. After inquiring about the village where they were located, they followed them. However, at that time, Aikelu and Xilusi Having been sent to Rogge's camp, the angry bandits slaughtered the entire village.

"This world is so dark, so dark."

I shook my head and tried to calm myself down. Masif would not be back for more than a month. But luckily, I have found something to do to pass the time.

You guys, you really pissed me off this time.

Lu Gaoyin's palace, inside the heavily guarded king's study.

"Your Majesty, I think you should know what I mean."

King Aziz squeezed his still fat body into the chair. The slightest movement makes a squeaking sound, making people worry that the chair may collapse at any time.

"I understand what the elder means. Don't worry, it will take up to five days. I will give you a satisfactory answer."

Aziz stood up from the chair with great effort and solemnly promised that due to Lu Gao's current situation, the destruction of a small village is actually not something worthy of much attention. Therefore, a lot of daring guys have spawned. Of course, , such a large movement, it is not difficult to investigate. That's why King Aziz dared to guarantee this.

"Then I would like to thank Your Majesty here in advance. I owe you a favor this time. If you have any difficulties in the future, I will do my best to help." I bowed slightly.

"Haha, with the elder's favor, it's worth giving away half of the kingdom."

Az knows that I am not a person who likes to be polite, so he is not hypocritical and accepts it openly.

Um. Then there is the mercenary guild. It's easier to solve things there. As long as you have money, anything can be done easily. And that kid Tok, I heard he’s been doing a lot of things recently, so it’s time to go and say hello.

After two days of anxious waiting, first there was news from the Mercenary Guild, then from King Aziz, and finally Tok came over. All the news pointed to one target, a rogue organization called Lanxi. There seemed to be some count secretly backing him, and the all-pervasive mercenary guild even found out that it was the count who ordered the kidnapping of the twins.

Very good, I'm too lazy to care about Lan Xi or Lan Dong, and I don't want to know what this earl is, as long as I have clues. Aziz said that my favor is worth more than half the kingdom. Although it is suspected of exaggeration, but Sacrifice of a small earl can bring huge favor, but it is definitely a huge profit for him.

The national system was dispatched, and I was not left behind on the mercenary side. After collecting enough money, Graz, who was grinning from ear to ear, immediately said that he would cooperate with the army to wipe out this organization and capture them all alive. In some respects, the mercenary guild's The efficiency is far higher than that of the army.

Standing on the top of the tall tower facing the wind, I stared coldly at the scene of blazing fire below. The army had surrounded this place, and there was no leakage. The mercenaries even explored the underground sewers where only rats could pass. , under the dragnet of heaven and earth, this organization is unable to fly.

On the other side, the lazy crow sent the news, and there was also a commotion in the villa area. Unexpectedly, the count lived only a few streets away from my villa. Wow, what a fate.

That night, more than 300 members of the Lanxi organization, including the leader, Count XX, were arrested. The next day, hundreds of members who were outside were arrested one after another. What is certain is that in the country and Under the double pursuit of the mercenary system, no fish will slip through the net in the entire Western Kingdom.

So next, how to dispose of this garbage? Looking at the two reports in my hand, I clasped them lightly with my index finger. I narrowed my eyes and tried hard to think about the most appropriate way. Should I kill Count XX first? Of course that won't work, I have to leave a few for Gaia to enjoy.

After thinking about it, I decided to go to the dungeon first and take a closer look at the faces of these garbage. Maybe I will suddenly have some inspiration...