Diablo Destruction

No matter what I said, this little fox just didn't agree. She simply said angrily that if you go, I will go too. Although it gave me a headache, I couldn't help but be a little touched. She was obviously so sure that I would never return, but I can still say these words, even if I say them out of anger, it is enough to move me.

Just as I was about to use violence to get this little fox away, a few adventurers came down below. When I saw it, it was White Wolf and the others.

"Didn't I tell you to leave here?" I frowned.

"How can we have the nerve to go back if Lucia is not found?" The white wolf suddenly showed a surprised expression when he saw the little fox beside me.

"You guys came just in time, take this little fox away, don't let her run around anymore." I breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly picked up the little fox's collar from behind, and lifted her into the air by surprise.

"Bad guy, what are you going to do? Put me down quickly."

The little fox I caught unexpectedly was struggling in mid-air like a frightened kitten, with a pair of beautiful eyes glaring at me fiercely. Of course, with her mere assassin's strength, it was impossible for her to compete with someone like me. It broke free from the savage's grasp.

"Hold on tight."

The White Wolf and the others stared at my actions in stunned silence. When I shouted loudly, they subconsciously grabbed one of the little fox's arms with Paladin Malagby.

"No matter what the little fox says, never let go, take her out of here, if you still want her to live."

I was afraid that Uncle White Wolf could not resist the little fox’s S attribute, so I said to him solemnly. Sure enough, when they heard that the little fox’s life was at stake, White Wolf and Malagubi’s expressions froze, and they grabbed her by the The hand tightened a bit.

"You two idiots, put me down quickly. Don't you even listen to what I say?"

Seeing that she was handed over to the hands of White Wolf and Malagby, Lucia looked happy. This bad guy is always against me and doesn't listen to me. How can White Wolf and Malagby still disobey me? Order? However, she obviously miscalculated, probably because of what I said to them before, and because the life of the little fox was at stake. So when the little fox roared, the two of them subconsciously relaxed, but then they tightened their grip.

"Do you know what you are doing? Do you want the bad guy to die alone? You cowards and idiots..."

Lucia was so angry that her nose was on fire. What happened to these two people who never dared to disobey her orders? Why didn't they listen to her? Could it be that he was brainwashed by that bad guy?

"Sir, I..."

Hearing Lucia's scolding, the white wolf looked at me blankly.

"You want to say go with me? Save it, I am the person in charge of this operation, and I will do whatever I say. If you want to go together, please apply to the alliance to become the person in charge first." No wait. After he finished speaking, I interrupted coldly.

"Hurry up and leave. This is an order. If you still treat me as the person in charge and your friend." I gritted my teeth and said firmly.

"..."

The white wolf stared blankly at the druid in front of him. From the other person's eyes, he saw a kind of determination that would put life and death on the outside. Suddenly his nose became sore, and something came out of his heart. Perhaps, he Not the most qualified person in charge. But he is the best person in charge. He can fight side by side with such a person and die without regrets.

However, I am too weak.

Holding Lucia, White Wolf suddenly bowed straight and solemnly.

"Lord Fan, you must take care of yourself."

Cook and Malagby seemed to understand something, and their eyes were red, just like the white wolf. The highest etiquette was performed.

That's fine. Silently watching the four people leaving, I suddenly smiled. Riding Xiaoxue slowly towards the depths, the little ghost also fell asleep. It seemed that we could only rely on us. I patted Xiaoxue's head, and it roared low, sending a warm message from its heart. .

"Coward, you cowards, let me go, bad guy, don't die, I won't let you go even if you die..."

During the journey, Lucia continued to struggle, crystal tears falling from her face, and even her voice was a bit hoarse. The white wolf and Malagby beside her sighed softly from time to time.

If the enemy is too strong, then if Master Fan goes alone, he may be able to escape with the speed of the Ghost Wolf King. If even the speed of the Ghost Wolf King cannot get rid of the enemy, then the four of him will only become a burden. Lucia is so smart that she would not have thought of this.

Concern is chaos.

"Bad guy, I won't let you go, I will never let you go, so please don't die."

Finally, Lucia finally gave up her struggle, and her whole body was limp and held by the white wolf and Malagbi. Her eyes seemed to have lost focus, and she kept mumbling absentmindedly.

Seeing Lucia like this, the three grown men looked at each other bitterly, as if they had made some decision, turned a corner and walked towards another trail.

The road ahead became barren. The further you walked up the mountain, the more barren the land became. The soil was even filled with a burnt black color, and a faint aura of death enveloped the entire mountain. Huge decaying branches on the ground, gently As soon as it was touched, it cracked open. Dead weeds were all over the ground, and skeletal animal carcasses were scattered among them. There was also the creek filled with foul-smelling black water and fish carcasses floating around. Everything was there. It shows that this place was originally a land of green mountains and green waters, where birds and animals chirped, but under the strong evil aura, it had already turned into a land of death.

The enemy exuded his own rampant momentum without any scruples, seeming to regard the entire first world's strong men as nothing. Every step forward to the center, the pressure seemed to be a little bit greater. The long road ahead gave people the feeling that the opponent's The momentum seemed to have no end. The violent evil soaring into the sky even caused a layer of black clouds to cover the top of the mountain. Black lightning, which is said to only appear in hell, was flashing in the dark clouds, roaring like a ghost. Ming.

I'm afraid even the projection of the Great Demon God Baal wouldn't have such momentum. At this point, I couldn't help but smile and shook my head. However, even if the person facing me is Barr's true form, I can't retreat now. Otherwise, I will be enveloped in the endless nightmares of those dozens of brothers who died tragically.

The moment they reached the top of the mountain, the evil aura in the entire space had become so strong that it had almost solidified. It was surrounded by a layer of extremely uncomfortable hazy gray mist, lingering from the ground into the black clouds, with a scorching heat. The huge waves of earthly evil are coming towards you. When my fire resistance reached over 70, my life lost more than ten points in an instant.

However, I had no time to look at the insignificant moment. At this moment, my mind was completely shocked by the scene in front of me. The blood in my body was boiling and rushing to my head desperately, and my brain was buzzing. It seemed that it had swelled several times in an instant, and a mouthful of sad blood slowly flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

On a flat ground at the top of the mountain, dozens of corpses were listed, either standing or leaning. Or half fallen, maintaining different struggling postures, placed in front of me like stone sculptures, these stiff corpses all have a common feature. That is, the distorted expressions on their faces, as well as their maintained movements, all deeply revealed a sense of anger, fear, regret, and powerless feelings. A faint black mist enveloped them, and their ferocious faces . Each twisted movement was looming in the mist, magnified infinitely, and looked like a sinner struggling powerlessly in the River Styx.

"How about it? My masterpiece of art."

In the center surrounded by corpses, on a boulder more than ten meters high, a hoarse buzzing sound sounded like it was coming from the Nine Nether Hell, with an evil aura full of domineering power. In my ears. There was a hint of excitement in his voice. It seems that he is very satisfied with his "art work".

At this point, my heart suddenly calmed down. Probably because things must turn against each other, he raised his head and looked at the enemy on the boulder without any emotion, as if looking at a dead thing.

"very good."

The two words that came out of my mouth were so cold and extremely cold that even I was slightly surprised.

"It's just that there's still something missing."

"Oh, what else is missing?" The majestic and deep voice came out again with interest.

"I'm missing you."

I smiled at the voice, knowing that this smile must be very cold.

"Haha, it's interesting. Humans have really powerful mouths."

Along with the ear-splitting buzzing laughter of the voice owner, the black mist seemed to slowly dissipate. On top of the boulder, another tall "red boulder" boulder stands on top.

The swollen muscles on the hands, thighs, abdomen and chest, and neck, with its breathing, undulated slightly as if they were alive, with clear and tight lines. In addition, the muscles were stronger than those of barbarians. His tall and sturdy body made him look like an indestructible hill. His blood-red skin looked like he had just crawled out of a pool of blood. On his strong body was a huge demon head, and a pair of copper bell-sized ones. Bloodthirsty eyes, a pair of extremely hard black horns, and a mouth full of sharp fangs, all reveal its power and brutality. A pair of bat wings, also blood red, are tucked behind its back, and the high arched wing bones give me I have a feeling that if the blood wings are spread out, they can completely block all the light above my head.

However, the most frightening thing is the wisdom revealed in its bloodthirsty eyes. There is a saying that describes it well, gangsters are not scary, only if the gangsters are educated, powerful monsters are not scary, even if they are defeated. , adventurers can still escape in various ways. However, when a powerful monster has intelligence and experience no less than that of a human, it will become very terrifying.

"The Great Demon - Balog."

When I saw the enemy for the first time, I couldn't help but recall the introduction in Kane's book in my mind, and then I said coldly, the great demon - Balog, the special monster in the Demon Fortress, was born in In the deepest part of the Hell Furnace, they exist to flog and play with the souls of life. They are Diablo's guards and one of the most loyal lackeys.

However, this is definitely not an ordinary Balog, because the Balogs of the first world, that is, projections, are absolutely impossible to show this kind of wisdom.

"That's right, but..." Balog grinned with fangs, and his big copper eyes opened at the same time, making his smile look extremely ferocious.

"Barog. It's just a general name for our kind. My name is Gamorro. I have the strength of two wings. I am the most loyal and trustworthy servant of His Highness Diavolo."

The strength of Eryi?

At this moment, I was deeply shocked. It was different from the names of our human leaders, elites, kings (mini-boss), devils, and devils. Heaven and hell have their own set of levels of strength, which are wingless, quasi-two-winged, two-winged, quasi-four-winged, and four-winged. Although the names are different, they can also correspond one to one. This great demon Balog named Gamorro claims to have the strength of the Second Wing. Isn't that equivalent to a small boss-level strength second only to the four demon kings? This is not a projected boss level, but a truly powerful boss level.

I'm afraid, it was Kasha and Farah who came together. Facing such a powerful enemy, whether I can escape is also a question. At this moment, I showed deep helplessness. Not for his upcoming fate, but for his inability to avenge dozens of dead brothers.

"Don't worry, although I was the second wing in Hell, I am not now."

Gamolo seemed to have read my thoughts. He probably felt that with my strength, there was nothing to worry about, and he revealed such shocking news without caring.

"With my original strength, no one can let me cross the barrier from the third world to the first world. Even His Highness Diablo's strength can't do it."

That's right, just like the fallen demon in Rogge's camp last time, didn't Kasha say that? With the Demon King-level strength of Andariel, he could only barely get one Sinking Demon. Even if Diavolo was much stronger than Andariel, it would be impossible for him to teleport a strong man with two wings. If he could, , then the first world has long been in chaos.

"So. In order to complete the mission, I suppressed my own power to be close to the strength of ordinary Bagero. I was teleported here by Diavolo."

Seeing the tense and relaxed expressions of the tiny human in front of him, Gamorro showed a sarcastic smile. Even an ordinary Balog has a strength of level 82. For this human who is as weak as an ant, With ordinary Balog's strength, coupled with his own two-wing combat experience, dealing with him is still no different from squeezing an ant to death. Human beings will indeed be confused by the beautiful illusions in front of them, and cannot see the essence of the facts clearly. stupid creature.

"Human, do you think you can defeat me with your current strength? Yes, I have indeed sensed that in this forest, there are existences that are not inferior to me now, and can even defeat me, but they definitely do not include you. …”

Gamorro's words stunned me, and I clenched my fists unconsciously.

Why? !

"Then can you tell me, this vulnerable opponent, what mission Diavolo has given you?"

I suppressed the sad and mixed emotions in my heart. Ever since I found out that the powerful Balog in front of me, who was originally a two-winged man, now only has the strength of an ordinary Balog, I feel that I have the ability to fight with him. I don't think so now. So anxious.

"I'm very curious. Did you plan this attack on the elves by driving the dwarves? If so, then I can only doubt your IQ level."

This Gamorro has probably been bored in hell for a long time, and has few companions who can speak, so now that he has arrived in the first world, he has someone to talk to, and he can talk more. He is not annoyed by my sarcasm towards him, and he talks freely. Tan replied.

"Yes, this attack on the elves was indeed commanded by me. However, this was just a introduction to the mission. Whether it can succeed or not does not matter at all. No, it should be said that it cannot succeed at all. The hidden secrets in the elves There are many strong men."

After a pause, it flapped its huge bat wings casually, and the wind that was inadvertently stirred up actually revealed a dark red wave of evil heat. The great demon Balog was originally born from the depths of the furnace of hell. Its ability is to control the flames of hell, and at the same time, it is immune to all fire attacks.

"The task His Highness Diavolo gave me this time is to find an interesting adventurer." Gamolo finally said as he ran his slender tongue dripping with fiery red saliva over his fangs.

"Interesting adventurer?"

"Yes, according to His Highness Diavolo, he defeated the Sinking Demon sent to the first world by Andariel. Although it was only a small Sinking Demon, as a low-level adventurer, his strength is still worthy of admiration. Then. The seal of the Horadric clan has also been opened. It is said that the projection of the old woman who always likes to hide herself in Duriel has been hiding for thousands of years, and was finally revealed and killed by an adventurer. Dia His Highness Polo was happy about this for several days."

Gamorro narrowed his eyes and said, as if Diavolo's happiness was his own happiness when he talked about the two demon kings Andariel and Duriel. There was no respect at all, and instead he was full of sarcasm. As a slave of Diavolo's line, and with the strength of the two wings, he didn't need to pay too much attention to the faces of these two demon kings, except for the one who had no apparent strength and was as deep as the ocean. Belial made him fearful from the bottom of his heart.

Taking a step back, a thousand years ago the four demon kings wreaked havoc in hell. The following offender has made his landowner miserable. If Gamolo still respects these two demon kings, then that's the devil.

"However, Diavolo is very suspicious. The adventurer who discovered the Horadric clan's seal this time and defeated the Duriel projection was the one who killed the weak servants sent by Andariel. This is not unfounded. .In the history of the continent, God will always favor individual humans and focus all the light on them, such as Tarasha."

When Gamorro talked about Tarasha, his eyes couldn't help showing a look of awe. Thousands of years ago, it was this terrifying human being who led the Mage Guild. He sealed all the three demons, including his master. Although he took advantage of the rebellion and rebellion of the four demons and the weakness of the three demons, as a human who was born very weak compared to the demons who were born extremely powerful. , to be able to achieve this level, even if he is as strong as Gamolo, he has to admire him and respect the strong. This is the psychology that both humans and demons have.

"Therefore. His Highness Diavolo sent me here, in order to prevent you humans from having an outstanding person like Tarashana appear again. That adventurer must be wiped out."

"But, what does this have to do with your attack on the elves?"

"Why doesn't it matter? His Highness Diavolo knows that after the adventurer defeats Duriel, he will definitely come to Kurast to practice according to your humans' rigid rules. Don't be surprised. How many times have we Hells dealt with you humans? For thousands of years, just as you have known us, we have known you the same.”

Crossing his arms with his chest, Gamorro flapped his wings and flew up. The strong wind brought up contained terrifying dark flames and blew on my face. Since there was a numbness and pain as if it had been sprayed by acid rain, It slowly flapped its wings and flew down from the stone. The huge body of more than five meters high did not make a sound at the moment when its sharp and armored feet touched the ground, which made me secretly alarmed. The nimbleness of this big guy really exceeded my expectations.

The strong body like a hill stood in front of me. Even if I rode on top of Xiaoxue, it was only as high as his chest. The demon head of Gamorro showed a terrifying and disgusting smile, pointed at me gently and said.

"So, I took the lead in this attack on the elves, because His Highness Diavolo believed that if it was that outstanding adventurer, he would definitely come in and take part. Those who are favored by God will always It’s not peaceful enough.”

His eyes were fixed on mine: "Then, among all the human adventurers, I discovered you."

When Gamorro said the last words, everything suddenly became clear. It turned out that all these events, including the attack on the elves, the support of the Adventurer Alliance, and the sacrifices of more than sixty adventurers, In the end, the fuse was still blamed on me. At this time, I really didn’t know how to describe the mixed feelings in my heart. Suddenly, I had a dark feeling of "Am I a disaster star? Is it better not to exist?" idea.

"I've finished my words. I've said so much, so human beings, you should also tell me whether it was you who killed Andariel's slaves, unlocked the Horadric clan's seal, and defeated the Duriel projection."

The moment he said these words, Gamorro suddenly emitted violent black flames. The ground centered on him began to slowly melt and turned into a piece of black lava. This black lava spread rapidly, just right. He stopped at Xiaoxue's feet. At this moment, Gamorro exuded an aura that was hundreds of times more majestic than before. He spread out his wings that were four to five meters long, floating like a demon king. On top of the hot lava. The color of the body gradually changed from blood red to dark red, as if it was blending into the molten lava on the ground.

I jumped down from Xiaoxue, and I patted its head. Although Xiaoxue was powerful, this battle was not something it could participate in. With a thought in my heart, I summoned the other four ghost wolves back, and Xiaoxue. At my signal, he reluctantly turned around and left, not recalling it for the time being, maybe it could come in handy in the end.

"Don't you already have the answer in your heart?"

I took a deep breath, the violent breath boiling in my blood.

"That's right, even if you are not that person, with the ability you have shown, I will kill you." Gamorro laughed evilly and cruelly.

"However. I am very curious. Why can you always remain calm and composed when facing me? Is it confidence? Or are you not afraid of death? Strangely, I smell a trace of the same kind of breath in you. Well, you are full of irritability. And the aura of killing, you must not have the blood of the devil."

Gamorro sniffed the air with his ugly demonic nose, and then slowly began to open the gate. I asked in confusion as I released the violent gene deep inside my body.

"You talk a lot. Do you know if you try it? Haha..."

Due to the madness and violence that filled my body, my smiling face was a bit distorted and ferocious, and my laughter became low and hoarse, revealing the aura of a wild beast that chooses people to devour.

The next moment, my original figure suddenly disappeared without any warning or any process. Then, it appeared in front of Gamorro in the form of a huge blood bear. It was originally less than half its height, and now it is more than half its height. The change was so sudden.

The blood-red hair spread all over the body exudes the smell of blood, crazy and wanton. eager. Endless power filled every inch of my body, giving me a powerful confidence to dominate everything. The violent breath spurted from his mouth and nose hit Gamorro, who seemed a little distracted due to the drastic change in the situation. It carried the purest breath of killing and destruction, perfectly suppressing the death breath of earthly flames it had just emitted. live.

"Haha, hahaha——, so interesting, so interesting!!"

After being stunned for a while, Gamorro suddenly spread his wings, opened his arms, and laughed like crazy. The crazy laughter could be clearly heard dozens of miles away.

"Humans, with your current level and strength, you should be much concerned and loved in the human world. Unexpectedly, as a backbone of mankind who has been trained to resist the invasion of our hell clan, your aura is actually better than that of the purest Isn’t it ironic that the devil still needs to be pure?”

"Well loved?"

A flash of sarcasm flashed across my eyes: "I can't stand such 'pampering'."

"Haha, it's so interesting. Please forgive me for being rude just now. Human, you are qualified to let me know your name. Tell me, what is your name?"

"Wu Fan, druid Wu Fan."

The violent blood in the blood bear's body is roaring crazily, and I no longer have the patience to endure this verbose Balog.

"Okay, Wu Fan, how about you listen to my advice?" Gamolo suddenly asked.

"As your last words."

My blood-red eyes stared at him, already obsessed with a layer of black mist. The instinctive consciousness of fighting and killing was impacting my nerves in waves, like a devil whispering in my ears, tempting me to move forward in front of me. The powerful enemies waved their fists and fought happily. As expected, without the combination of the little ghost, it was still a bit reluctant to completely control this power.

"How about joining us in Hell?"

"Are you kidding me?"

I tried my best to suppress my instinct and stared at him coldly, because his suggestion was so ridiculous, so ridiculous that I couldn't help but want to listen to it to see what other stupid things he could say.

"No, no, I'm not kidding you?" Gamolo raised his thick and sharp fingers and shook them gently.

"If you are willing, I will recommend it to His Highness Diavolo. If it is satisfied with your potential, it can even transfer you directly from the first world back to hell at the expense of huge power, and then train you as a confidant. "Speaking of this, Gamorro looked at me and his eyes became even crazier.

"You have huge potential. The devil's aura in you is so pure, much purer than mine. Although you are still immature now, given time, you will easily surpass me and become a demon king-level existence."

Seeing my silence, Gamolo thought I was moved, so he sneered.

"Don't hesitate. Don't think you are lucky just because you humans united with those birdmen and fought vigorously with our hell clan. It's just that we didn't try our best. Once the three demon gods truly unite the entire hell, it will be you. When humanity dies, and this time is not far away, you have only two choices: become a devil or die."

"Yeah?"

I looked at this overly self-expressive Balog, with a cruel smile on his face. I had had enough, but enduring it for so long was not without gain. From its words, I heard that hell is now It is not peaceful. Perhaps, there are beings inside that can compete with the forces of the three demon gods and the four demon kings who appear to obey the three demon gods.

Now, I can't bear it anymore.

"Okay, then I'll join you in hell."

The huge mouth with blood-red fangs was half open, and the scarlet tongue was licking inside. The blood-red pupils were lightly covered with a layer of black mist representing the aura of destruction, showing crazy eyes. At this time, my expression should be divided into It's just ferocious and terrifying.

"Just use your head as a certificate of surrender."

Smiling like this, before Gamolo could react, I had already raised my fist as big as a water tank and knocked him to the ground. I dragged him straight out of a 100-meter-long ravine from the bottom of the hillside, and he flew out with the momentum. stopped.

"I originally thought that we could become colleagues serving Diavolo together, but it's a pity."

Slowly, Gamolo floated up from the gully, and the stones and soil stuck to it fell down. But the next moment, all the gravel and dust that had not had time to fall to the ground turned into one. A wisp of green smoke, vaporized, completely vaporized under the absolute high temperature.

At this time, Gamorro's face and eyes were covered with a layer of gray-black aura, and waves of stronger aura emanated from it, just like huge waves in the sky. It was clearly a wave that had never been seen before. When the wave came towards me, I thought it was the biggest wave, but after the huge wave passed, I realized that the huge wave was even more menacing than before, and it followed and rushed up again. Each wave was stronger than the other, and it seemed that there would be no end.

And the strong momentum with the hot breath, centered on Gamorro, formed a substantial air wave, radiating down the hillside. Looking down from the mountain, the boundless flat forest like a green blanket around the bottom of the mountain, The air wave was blowing into green ripples one after another, which spread until they were dozens of miles away before fading away, which showed how strong Gamorro's momentum was.

This is his true strength.

Gamorro, who kept bending his body tightly and bursting out his powerful power, suddenly emitted a strange groaning sound of "ho ho ho" from his mouth after his momentum reached a peak. It seemed that he was suffering from some huge pain. Like enjoying a relaxing feeling.

Suddenly, his body began to slowly expand, at first at an undetectable speed, but soon it became obvious. The originally solid muscles were like balloons, constantly inflating, and the muscles and bones all over his body made crackling sounds. There was a sound, and at the same time, a dazzling dark red liquid secreted from its dark red skin, more and more, and finally tightly wrapped every part of his body.

A moment later, a huge demon that was more than ten meters tall and covered with a layer of bright red black liquid appeared in front of me. The layer of bright dark red liquid on its body was burning and roaring all the time, exuding... A strong aura of destruction and evil, this is the extremely intense molten liquid in the deepest part of the furnace of hell.

The true form of Gamorro.