Diablo Destruction

Xiaoya was acting in self-defense. It was because the other party was bad and came to bully Xiaoya, so Xiaoya threw her out. Don't be angry.

Seeing me coming, the little mermaid quickly put away her golden three-pronged fork, hid it on her back, and disappeared with a flick of her hand. Khan, could this golden three-pronged fork be her exclusive weapon?

"Okay, I know everything. Xiaoya is right. If that dead dog bullies you again in the future, you will give it a good lesson. I won't mind."

Seeing the little mermaid looking at me with panic, I couldn't help but smile and put it on her face, and then her fingers were hugged by her, just like the hug that had just thrown away a dead dog, but the little mermaid held her little He pressed his face against it, and then gave a gentle kiss on his fingertips, which made people's hearts itch. He was such a cute little guy.

At night, when everyone was asleep, the little mermaid jumped out of the fish tank, swung her tail and came to the window. She silently raised her head and looked at the bloody red moon in the sky, closed her big golden eyes, and clasped her hands together. On his chest, he put on a praying posture, and his long sea-blue hair automatically fluttered without wind, emitting a faint blue light.

Father, did you hear that? Xiaoya has now met a very good human being. Xiaoya is going to travel with him. Xiaoya believes that he will take good care of Xiaoya, so father, don't worry.

"Is that so? As long as you are happy, my baby girl!"

In the moonlit Twin Seas, a towering water column suddenly rolled up from the calm sea surface, rushing several thousand meters into the sky. Then a small, but endlessly solemn sigh came from inside. After a moment, the sea surface Calm was restored.

Two days later. The fleet set sail again, bid farewell to the old woodcutter, and left him a large amount of money. Then they set sail again, but there was one more person in the team.

By the way, why does this team feel familiar? Just thinking about it can think of two versions of the story: the little ghost - monkey; the little mermaid - pheasant; the dead dog - dog; as for who I am, everyone can guess Guess?

The second version: the little ghost - still a monkey; the dead dog - the fat pig; the little mermaid - the sand beep - clean. As for who I am, if you can't guess who I am, please go to hell.

Today is another good day for sailing. I heard the enthusiastic shouts of the sailors. I went to my room and let the little mermaid out. She didn't seem to like this narrow and dull space, but it was okay. There is a window in the room. When opened, it faces the sea. The little mermaid can jump in and take a dip in the sea, so that she will not be so depressed.

What, worried about the little mermaid getting lost. Don't worry, only boats have chased mermaids, and I've never heard of mermaids chasing boats.

Hey, where did the dead dog go? oh. Come to think of it, I must have gone to the bow of the boat again to conduct the "facing the sea, spring flowers blooming" course at least twenty times that day. This dead dog has a lot of bad habits, especially when it is dead. In terms of character, he never gave up and had a very stubborn temper. Fortunately, the sailors stayed on Cordovis Island for a few days. They also had enough to eat and drink, so they didn’t have to worry about the dead dog being captured and sacrificed.

Unknowingly, it has been half a month since we left Cordovis Island. During this half month, we passed two small islands that were like stopovers like Cordovis Island, but there was nothing worth mentioning. They always stop for a day or two to replenish some fresh water supplies. Let sailors relax. If you're lucky, you can make a fortune buying some local products. I finally figured out why Masif didn't fill up all his cargo ships. This guy was calculating.

During this period of time, I don’t know if it was the protagonist’s halo that was protecting me. Half of the time the weather was sunny. The other half of the time, strong winds blew along with the drizzle, and the entire sea began to roll. Finally, I saw the sea. On the serious side, Masif and the sailors were very relaxed, saying that it was just "mother's strictness". Then it rained heavily for several days, but the time happened to be when we were repairing at the halfway station, and it was all avoided. .

When leaving the third way station, Masif told me that it would be a full month of sailing, and there would not be any rest islands on the way. After one month, we would reach the halfway point of Kurast Harbor. station, and walk for another half month to reach the seaport of Kurast. In other words, it will take at least more than two months to sail from Lugaoyin to Kurast. If there is a storm in the middle, If you stop and stay for ten days and a half, you will definitely not be able to reach it without three months.

I learned from the sailors that no matter whether we set off from Lugaoin or Kurast, we will pass through several intermediate stations in the first half month, and the middle section of the voyage is a full month, which is what we are about to embark on now. There is no way station to rest, so this section of the road is called the death zone by ships traveling between them. Once there is a strong wind or rain on this section of the route, unless you are already close to the destination or have just set off and there is still time to turn around, otherwise There is a chance that a play of Robinson Crusoe will be staged.

The first half month of the voyage was mostly calm, but after that, the sky gradually became cloudy, and Masif had a few wrinkles on his forehead, but he told me that although it was a bit troublesome, this kind of weather was nothing. It would be best to reach the Midway Island on the opposite side before the storm. If not, you may have to throw away some cargo to ensure that you can sail in the storm. At this point, his brows deepened a little. point.

It turned out that I was not worried about the storm, but I was worried about my cargo. I breathed a sigh of relief, and patted his shoulder generously - as long as the cargo arrived safely, I would compensate for the loss of the cargo... Uh, three One percent is fine. Although I am not short of the money, it is not my fault after all. Full compensation is not practical for a stingy person like me, who is the third stingy of Rogge.

Sure enough, after hearing what I said, the wrinkles on Mashif's forehead immediately relaxed, and he felt a little nervous in his heart - if the price of this one-third compensation land is calculated based on the price sold in Kurast, then by then It’s not a loss, to be precise, there’s quite a bit of profit.

The next day, light rain began to fall in the gloomy sky, and the boat moved up and down like an elevator following the rolling waves. My already cured seasickness started to attack again, and it was almost like a dead dog. However, it still insisted on running to the bow of the boat and barking at the sea every day. To be honest, I already admired its temperament that refused to admit defeat. Well, this can no longer be described as stubborn, proud, or anything like that, but a complete pervert.

The sailors were so excited that they even took off their clothes and took an open-air bath on the deck of the ship. On the sea, fresh water is an extremely precious resource. Therefore, they have not taken a bath for half a month from Midway to now. Amen, fortunately I do not live with them.

As excited as the sailors are the little mermaids, who are the overlords of the sea. The weather elements have no effect on them, as long as the sea and water are not dried up...

The rain gradually became heavier, the wind gradually became stronger, and the waves even hit the ship's deck. Looking at the dead dog's current appearance. It was enough for me to understand how big the wind and waves were outside - a huge wave rolled in, and the whole ship was lifted up with a "swish", and the dead dog that had been tortured to death was lifted up. After the big wave passed. The boat sank violently again, but the dead dog continued to rise due to inertia. The body that was originally close to the ground was finally thrown up about two meters in the air.

I finally couldn't help it anymore and ran to the board. As soon as I opened the gate, raindrops in the strong wind with the force of stones wet my whole body in a hazy state. I saw Masif, who was standing steadily in front of the ship, directing the sailors who were busy coming and going.

"Sir, why did you run out?"

He was a little surprised when he saw me. In this kind of weather, if an inexperienced person accidentally falls into the sea, even an adventurer would be in danger.

"Mashif. It's okay."

I looked ahead worriedly. The sky was darker in the direction we were heading. Even the sea water was dyed black, and red lightning connected the sky and the sea, making it look like a dead area from a distance.

"Sir, it's okay. We have seen this kind of scene too many times. You see, we are not even willing to throw away the goods now." Masif said humorously, and the expression on his face was very calm. It didn't look like he was cheating, which made me feel at ease. Quite a few.

"It's just..." He looked at the black area of ​​death in front of him, sighed and smiled.

"If we go back to the front, it seems that it won't work if we don't throw it away. It seems that the master will draw blood once."

"It doesn't matter. No matter how much you throw, I will compensate you for half of it."

Masif immediately beamed. I wonder if he would throw away all the goods deliberately if I said full compensation?

The ship passed through four days in the oppressive climate without any danger. The black area of ​​death seemed very close, but in fact it was still far away from us. Masif even optimistically predicted that when we get close, that black area will The dark sea may have become calm.

The wish was beautiful, but the reality was cruel. Three days later, we finally stepped into the sea of ​​death. This sea was also extremely hospitable. Not long after we entered, a lightning struck and just destroyed our ship. The mast was split, and the fire ignited, but it was blown out by the storm in an instant. When it came to the busy sailors below, several of them were accidentally injured by the falling mast, which was a considerable loss.

"Throw it, throw it quickly..."

Walking onto the deck, Mashif, who had not been seen for a day, seemed much older. As each wooden box was thrown down by the sailors and sank into the sea, the muscles on Mashif's face twitched. Fortunately, so did he. He was an experienced old captain, and he knew very clearly whether cargo was more important or life was more important, so no matter how distressed he was, he still urged the sailors to throw it away as soon as possible, determined not to give up until it was thrown away completely.

"Captain Masif, are you okay?"

The wind was too strong, the rain was roaring, thunder was flashing, and the gloomy dark clouds overhead seemed to be pressing directly into my heart. It was clear that it was broad daylight, but the front was completely dark. Thanks to the incandescent thunder snake that flashed by, people could instantly distinguish No one appeared, and the voice I just roared was immediately swallowed up in the dark storm.

"Haha, it's not bad."

Another bolt of lightning flashed, illuminating the shadows of the wrinkles on Mashif's face and forehead.

"All the masts have been cut off." He pointed to the opposite side. Under the light of thunder, I saw three bare masts wailing alone in the storm.

"Two-thirds of the goods were also thrown away, and then we had to leave it to fate."

A huge black wave rolled over, and the water reached my knees. Then it gradually receded, and it swept away a lot of the cargo that was placed on the boat to be thrown away. Helped us a lot.

"Captain, the cabin is starting to leak." The sailor who ran out from below the deck panted and reported to Masif.

"Quickly, take a few brothers to plug the leakage." Masif ordered hurriedly. This is no small matter.

"Is there anything I can do to help?"

"You can figure it out for yourself, I don't care about that much now." Masif wiped the rain off his face and fought on the front line again. It seemed that he couldn't care about me for the time being.

"John——"

A scream came, and I quickly followed the sound and looked over. I saw the figure of a sailor carrying a wooden box, and was instantly engulfed by the black waves. After the big wave, the sailor's figure had disappeared without a trace.

"drink--"

The moment I saw the sailor, the adventurer's sense of crisis made me subconsciously lock onto his aura. I quickly switched to the magical staff in my hand and cast telekinesis on the target. A few seconds later. The already desperate sailors discovered that their companion seemed to be grabbed by an invisible hand, miraculously flying up from the rough sea and falling on the deck. A clever sailor rushed over. He squeezed the chest of the unconscious John desperately, and a mouthful of sea water overflowed from his mouth. Under the skilled treatment of the sailor, in a short while. The sailor named John woke up, glanced around blankly, and suddenly shouted with joy. The ecstasy of the rest of his life was clearly expressed in him.

John was so smart that he quickly came to his senses and immediately looked at me with grateful eyes. If not anyone in the whole boat could save him. There was no doubt that I was the only one, but now was not the time to be grateful. After taking a breath, he continued to join the busy sailors.

While paying attention to the sailors around me, I thought about how I could help. By the way, the biggest problem now was the huge waves that kept coming. It would be great if those huge waves could be solved. The question is what to do. With my strength, I can indeed break the huge waves coming towards me. But this is only temporary, huge waves come one after another, but my strength is limited.

By the way, how about trying to freeze a large area of ​​​​the sea? My eyes lit up and I had already arrived at the bow of the ship. Oncoming was a huge black wave more than ten meters high that crashed directly over my head.

Polar storm.

I shouted softly, and a large amount of frozen airballs instantly spurted out from my hands. As my hands continued to move, these airballs hit the huge black waves in a fan-shaped direction. As soon as they touched the huge waves, they made a stiff solidifying sound, and quickly The surrounding water area of ​​more than ten meters was frozen into ice. Under my strong urging, it took only three or four seconds for dozens of frozen air masses to create a huge frozen wave more than ten meters high and dozens of meters long. .

Seeing the arrogant huge waves being frozen into ice in a short period of time, the sailors' faces immediately became wonderful, as if they saw a powerful dragon being subdued instantly. They paused for a brief moment and then cheered. He stood up and looked at me with eyes that were hotter than ever before - it turned out that a truly strong man could be so strong.

Humph, are you scared now? If it were Faralai, if a permanent freezing arrow prison were deployed, the sea area within a radius of ten miles could be frozen into ice in an instant. I am just kidding.

However, before I could finish sighing, a continuous cracking sound suddenly sounded from the frozen giant wave on the opposite side. It turned out that there was a strong wave coming from behind, which almost smashed the ice wave into pieces. After barely pushing it down, the ice wave The huge wave has cracked countless cracks, and ice fragments are falling from the sky.

Oops, if the entire ice wave collapses, it may sink the ship in an instant. I only realized it at this moment, and I deeply realized what it means to be self-inflicted. However, my subordinates did not dare to stay, and another polar storm hit them. , to repair the crumbling ice waves and make them strong again.

As the ice waves continued to be impacted and broken by the huge waves behind, I could only keep repairing them. The falling ice fragments had already covered the entire ship with a layer of frost. The sailors were shivering, but they didn't dare. Not relaxing at all, he was nervously watching this fierce confrontation between man and nature.

hateful. If this continues, the mana will not be enough. I continue to drink a bottle of mana recovery potion, holding a +3 heating staff in my hand, wearing a +2 heating mage robe, plus a microwave and Kane. With the addition of the Book of Magic, my current mana recovery speed is comparable to that of a level 60 super mage. But it's still not fast enough, consumption is faster than replenishment, and my mental power is also rapidly withering. Even if there is a mental power potion, how long can it last?

Human beings really cannot compare with the power of nature.

While I was anxious, there were suddenly a few sounds of cracking in the air behind me, and three ice arrows passed by me silently, and then dispersed like precise tracking missiles. Falling on a few points with the biggest cracks relieved a lot of pressure for me.

Hey, there are other adventurers on the ship? ! Didn’t Masif say I’m the only one? I was immediately confused, but now was not the time to think about this. I didn't even have time to look back and see who it was. He quickly drank a bottle of mental power potion while he was free, followed by another second-level ice skill, Ice Storm, which landed right on the edge of the ice wave, extending the length of the entire ice wave a lot. The structure looks more stable.

Who is it? Not to mention the magic control ability, just the ability to perfect the structure of the entire ice wave in an instant has already made me ashamed.

The war of attrition is still going on, but since the mysterious mage behind him joined, the situation has obviously improved. It can be seen that the level of this mysterious mage is not high. On the one hand, she only casts the first level of ice magic. Ice bombs and second-level ice storm. The level is obviously no more than 24. On the other hand, she does not cast magic frequently, so she is obviously saving a little mana.

However, what surprised me was that such a mage's role was definitely not much smaller than mine. Her magic could always hit just the right note. Or promptly repair the location that is about to crack. Or improve the structural system of the entire ice wave, compared with my random patching of polar storms. It's like the difference between a master and an apprentice. They can achieve the same effect by consuming more than ten times less mana than me. What kind of terrifying wisdom and judgment is this.

As we worked hard, I was pleasantly surprised to find that the ice wave acting as a shield in front of us, after continuous cracking and repair, was not only gradually expanding in size, but also able to disperse more impact force (this was all the credit of the mysterious mage), And the hardness gradually became harder, and finally revealed the icy blue color that only ice that has been frozen for hundreds of years can have. The huge waves behind often have to hit dozens of times to create cracks in the ice waves. Our repair work It gradually became easier.

After freeing up time, I finally had the opportunity to look back and catch a glimpse of the mysterious mage. Unfortunately, except for the sailors who were fascinated by the sight, I couldn't find anyone else behind. After I relaxed, the There was no trace of the mysterious mage and he never took action again.

However, now is not the time to really relax. I looked up at the sky with thunderclouds still rolling in - how long will this storm last? I can barely support it for two or three days, but if it lasts for half a month, repairing the ice wall at any time without sleep, even if I am an adventurer, it is impossible for me to do it.

Just when I was worried, a delicate and melodious song suddenly came out, vaguely close, vaguely distant, with a moving voice that soothed the soul, as if the soul was sleeping for it.

Legend has it that those pirates who committed many crimes at sea would hear the singing of mermaids in the distance in the mist. Surrounded by the moving singing, these pirates fell asleep with peaceful faces on their faces, and were never seen again. Of course, This is just a legend, because if the legend is true, then no living person can prove the authenticity of this legend.

"Song of the Mermaid——"

Masif screamed in surprise, his face was indescribably frightened, and then he began to relax, gradually revealing an intoxicated face, and his expression became dull. The sailors were even more unbearable, and they had already fallen into obsession. I was the only one who was still conscious on the boat.

"What does the little mermaid want to do?"

Seeing the weak-willed sailors falling down one after another, with peaceful sleeping faces, I couldn't help but feel a little strange. After spending the past few days with each other, I have fully realized the kind nature of the little mermaid princess, and naturally I would not think that she was trying to What bad thing did she do? She just chose this time to sing. What was she thinking?

The melodious singing continued to linger in the air, and the sailors fell one by one. In the end, even Masif was not spared. In my ears, this melodious singing seemed to be getting louder and louder, almost like As if to pierce the sky, suddenly, a dazzling light broke through the heavy dark clouds and the black ink sky, shining on my eyes. I squinted my eyes and raised my head in disbelief——

The rolling dark clouds and lightning that seemed to have swallowed up the entire sky a moment ago began to calm down slowly. The dark clouds were thinning at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the light cast from above gradually became brighter, and finally even began to reveal gaps. , the sunlight passing through the gap is like gold, shining on the dark sea. The light in the darkness is more beautiful than any rainbow - I can guarantee that this is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen in my life. of sunshine...