Diablo Destruction

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After some adjustments, the stability of this world finally reached a suitable level.

As for what stability is... it's easy to understand. Take the Dark Continent for example. The first world can no longer even accommodate the power of the World Power level. It's like a patient suffering from rickets, who will collapse when the wind blows. Of course, this On the contrary, it is nothing with the size of the first world, but people who explode with world power level power will be immediately swallowed by the broken space. So from another perspective, maybe the first world is more important to the weak alliance. On the contrary, it is the safest place.

The premise is that the First World does not continue to weaken. Now it looks like a waning old man. Otherwise, Akara would not be so panicked. After all, the First World is the foundation of the entire Dark Continent and is home to 100% of the entire continent. Intelligent life above eighty.

The second world is more stable. In the third world, a demon-level powerhouse can barely survive with a lot of effort. The hell world is more stable than the third world.

The specific manifestation of this stability - a punch of the same power, in the first world, you may die on the spot, in the second world, you can create a basin, in the third world, you can level a mountain, and in the hell world, you may be left with only one A pit a hundred meters deep looks like this.

So just now Uncle Hardy adjusted the stability of this world too high. It may have been ten times or a hundred times that of the hell world. Even the cosplay bear with a great body and bear paws were discounted.

So the question is, is there really such a world where stability can be adjusted at will? This question felt like a primary school student who had just learned addition, subtraction, multiplication and division trying to understand the seven major problems of mathematics. I just tilted my head slightly and decisively gave up thinking.

Forget it, at this time, just shout out "The dragon's technology is the best in the world" and that's it.

Closer to home, the stability has finally been adjusted, and is about twice as high as in the hell world. In this way, even if I, a four-winged strongman, want to remove all the pillars (sword peaks) of Dragon Paradise, it will be difficult to do so. It takes some time and effort.

But what's the point?

Today, I, Wu Feifan, will transform into a hard-working demolition worker and demolish all your illegal buildings that have been built illegally and are about to burst into the sky!

Watching the COSPLAY bear demolish a dragon's nest with three punches and two kicks, starting from the outermost periphery and demolishing layer by layer, Hardy's face looked a little ugly as he was so motivated that he would not stop until he demolished the Dragon King's Nest in the center. .

Is this kid a little too complacent? He actually planned to demolish the entire dragon's nest. What's even more outrageous is that he even planned to demolish his own nest.

Although this is not the real Dragon Paradise, even though I demolished it just now.

But me demolishing my home and you demolishing my home are two different things.

"Ahem, ahem."

He coughed several times. The sound was not loud, but it clearly reached the ears of the cosplay bear. It was difficult to ignore it.

I was having a blast tearing down my house, and I rubbed my semicircular ragdoll bear ears. I said, Uncle Hardy, aren’t you afraid of smoke in your throat with this coughing method?

"You seem to be having fun taking it apart?" he asked.

"If you just want to demolish this place, you can demolish it as you like, but I don't have time to accompany you."

Didn't you ask me to show my strength? I am full of grievances.

"Uh...it seems you didn't understand what I meant, or did I use the wrong words, causing you some misunderstanding?"

After Hardy said these words, he felt inexplicably familiar and had a strong sense of déjà vu, as if he had heard them somewhere not long ago as a victim.

The illusion must be your own.

After soothing himself, he continued to speak in a gentle voice.

"What I mean is that I want you to show off your strongest strength and skills, not to see you here punching and kicking, tearing apart my... ahem, tearing down ours. home."

"Or do you want me to turn this place into your alliance's Rogge camp, and then you want to see me show off my house-breaking skills?"

"..." Well, Uncle Hardy said this, what I did was indeed a bit too much. Even if I knew it was a fake Rogge camp, I would feel very uncomfortable if I saw others demolishing it.

I wisely gave up the childish behavior just now, but I still had doubts in my heart.

Is it enough to just show the strongest technical power?

"Otherwise, what do you think? At present, even for us dragons, it is difficult to significantly improve your realm strength. Starting from the technical aspect, if you can improve your moves and skills to exert more powerful power, it will be relatively It will be much simpler."

It turns out that it coincides with what I thought. It coincides with it.

I, Gamu Gamu, laughed a few times. I originally wanted to have a tacit, tacit and understanding laugh with my father-in-law, but the other party didn’t laugh, so I just laughed awkwardly.

In this case, let me show you my strongest power.

Second Level Fury-Sixth Level Flame Fist!

The overwhelming violent force was released from the bear's paw, and simply and crudely formed a torrent of energy, swallowing up and annihilating everything along the way. Those sword peak dragon nests were as fragile as tofu, one after another. The collapse was destroyed. Wherever the torrent passed, the dragon's nest, which was originally like a huge sword towering into the forest, turned into a fan-shaped piece of bare land. With the sword peaks collapsing, the torrent rushed straight out of the dragon's nest unabated. The nest eventually disappears over the horizon.

Looking back, nearly a quarter of the entire dragon's nest had been destroyed by this torrent, and it looked like a cake with a corner cut off.

Hardy looked at the Dragon King's Nest in the center. It was still inevitable that it would collapse, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.

This virtuous son-in-law... is really brave. He showed such courage when he tried to commit suicide that even he couldn't help but admire him, which led to the biggest question.

This guy is still alive today. Is he probably not the biological son of God?

Oops, Oops, if you are not careful...

When I came back to my senses, I saw the dragon's nest in a mess. Even the dragon king's nest had been brutally attacked. I was agitated and looked at my father-in-law in fear. This was a misunderstanding. I wanted to shoot him into the sky. , but was suddenly controlled by a mysterious force and forced to hit the center.

But, look, even the Dragon King's nest has been demolished by me, but your father-in-law's home is intact. What does this mean? It means that I respect you.

Blinking his eyes, he tried hard to convey his respect and admiration, but unfortunately his father-in-law didn't appreciate it at all. He seemed to be in a daze.

Are you thinking about how to punish me?

I looked at Aika Lai and the evil dragon Lena eagerly. The little female dragon made a face, as if saying you deserve it, but more importantly, she had an eagerness to try, as if she also wanted to demolish the dragon's nest for a while.

It seems that not only every man has the dream of Ultraman, but also women.

It's better for Miss Bailong. She smiled softly at me and made a shushing gesture, telling me not to disturb Uncle Hardy. Then she made a reassuring gesture, telling me not to worry. What I did just now didn't cause any trouble. the point.

You see, half of the dragon's nest that I had just destroyed was restored to its original state when I came back to my senses. It turns out that this is a super convenient function. In other words, even if Uncle Hardy wants to blame me, I can't. Can you not admit it? You don't have to be responsible for doing bad things. No wonder this violent little female dragon is so excited. This is simply her paradise.

After waiting, I saw that Uncle Hardy didn't seem to be coming back to his senses, and I didn't know how long he would have to think about it. I couldn't help myself.

Anyway, I'm bored, let's do something.

When I thought of this, my eyes accidentally met the evil dragon Lena's.

…

Hmm, I see, it’s really a rough technique, a move that can only be thought up by a beast that can only use brute force. There is a lot of room for improvement, but...

It's just that the improvement is too good, and this stupid boy may not be able to learn it immediately.

From Hardy's perspective as the Golden Dragon King, improving his heavy hitting skills was a matter of minutes, and he didn't need to think about it for so long. The reason why he thought about it for so long was because he had to deal with the unbearable rotten talent of his stupid son-in-law. Make a balanced consideration - how to improve it and make it easy to learn at the same time, so that this stupid son-in-law can master it within half a month.

This took a lot of time for the dignified eight-winged warrior. There was no other way. Who made this stupid boy so talented?

As the strongest man in the three realms, the Golden Dragon King could only viciously speculate in his heart about the man who stole his daughter, and he had to teach him carefully and patiently. It was inhumane and cruel. Hardy felt that even with his own capacity (Zi) ), I can hardly contain my grievances.

When he came back to his senses, he was so angry that he almost cut off his beard.

That bastard is still demolishing his home!

Thanks to this world, we can infinitely restore and dismantle it!

However, what made Hardy feel powerless was that his daughter was also following him in the demolition!

They also took apart tricks and played a game of layers.

——You take apart a piece, and I take it apart. The rule is that the next piece must be bigger than the previous one. Let’s see whose hands the Dragon King’s Nest falls. This is a game.

Get your own home!

"You lost, you idiot lost, now it's a tie." As the Dragon King's Nest collapsed and collapsed again, Leona's cheers came.

"Keep going, the final game will determine the outcome."

"Gamu Gamu!" (You're lying, why didn't you say it was the last round when I won just now!)

"Oh, are you scared?"

"Gammmmm!" (The number one man in Dongrog is fearless!)

After the Dragon King's Nest was restored to its original state, the two began to dismantle it again, immersed in the game and forgetting everything else, until a heavy cough came from behind.

Looking back, Hardy was staring at the two of them with an expressionless face.

Leona smiled and hid behind Aikalay decisively, leaving a certain druid to bear Hardy's death gaze alone.

"Gam." I stood at attention, as if I was a soldier waiting to be summoned at any time. Suddenly a gust of wind blew past, and behind me, the Dragon King's lair, which had become as riddled with holes as cheese, heard a harsh creaking sound, like a drunken man. , swaying from side to side in the breeze, looking like it might fall down at any time.

I was so excited that I quickly dismantled a nearby sword peak, cut it into sections like a tree, and filled up the holes we had removed in the Dragon King's Nest. Seeing that the Dragon King's Nest became strong and stable again, I shushed. He breathed and wiped the sweat from his forehead, as if he had completed a century-old project, and his eyes were full of pride and achievement.

It's just that the shape after repair became a little strange, from a towering sword to...well, a mace.

The mace is a good thing. It is much more useful than a sword that is useless, right? Father-in-law.

I turned around and looked at Uncle Hardy with a flattering look.

What greeted me was the other person yelling, raising his hand and making a fist!

A terrifying energy gathered from the center of Hardy's fist. Compared to the thousand-foot-tall COSPLAY bear, Hardy, who maintained a humanoid shape, was only as big as a grain of dust, but the oppressive feeling coming from his fist seemed to be I want to blast the COSPLAY bear to pieces.

Of course, this is not the reason why I am surprised. Uncle Hardy is very strong, maybe a little stronger than me. I have expected this kind of thing. Even if he can be in humanoid form instead of the original dragon form, Being able to release such a terrifying attack can also be explained by his rich experience and high skills.

To be honest, I wouldn't be surprised or surprised at all if it were just that.

What really shocked me was the extremely familiar attributes and skills I felt from the punch brewed by Uncle Hardy.

Second Level Fury-Sixth Level Flame Fist!

The next second, perhaps because of the disbelief that overwhelmed my heart, I reacted instinctively and used my own powerful blow.

Hardy, who seemed to have been waiting for me to do this, also punched out at the same time.

The size difference between the two is like that between the sun and a grain of rice. Now the sun is emitting its naturally strong brilliance, which is dazzling. However, the rice grain in front of you also bursts out with the same brilliance as the sun. Because of their size, , became more dazzling and dazzling, seeming to cover up the brilliance of the sun.

Rumble, rumble, rumble————! ! !

The two equal forces collided, and the shock wave was like a death sickle, turning lightly around the entire dragon's nest. In an instant, tens of thousands of sword peaks were turned into ashes, and were annihilated in the rising mushroom cloud.

In the sky above the dragon's nest that had been reduced to ashes, the COSPLAY bear's mountain-sized bear paws and Hardy's normal-sized fists collided firmly together, creating a contrast that was evenly matched, creating a contrast that even made people feel intense discomfort.

"Well, that's about it. Okay, that's it."

Hardy put away his fists with an indifferent expression, and shook them lightly casually. The destroyed dragon nest was restored like a dream, and two cute little female dragons also poked their heads out of the entrance - as early as Ha. When Di raised his hand, they felt something bad and took a step away.

I stared blankly at my fist, then at Uncle Hardy. Suddenly I thought of something, canceled the transformation, clapped my hands, and smiled like a husky.

"It turns out, Uncle Hardy, you are also a druid. You belong to your own family."

Hardy, who was about to show off his dashing side and wave his sleeves to leave without taking a single cloud with him, staggered upon hearing this. The majestic eight-winged man almost fell from the air.

Daughter, I know I shouldn't have turned you into a puppy, but you can't really find a man with the IQ of a dog!

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