Diablo Destruction

This week is probably my last week on the newcomer list, and I may be running naked starting next week, so I would like to ask everyone to give me more votes to make this book shine at the end. Thank you.

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"That's not true. The materials for the Book of Identification must be easier to find. Otherwise, I'm afraid there are so many blue equipments and there won't be enough identification scrolls to identify them."

I think about it, if the identification scroll is as precious as the portal, many people may not be able to identify it even if they have blue equipment.

"Then Sir Akara, do you still have identification scrolls for sale?"

"Yes, there are many more." Akara smiled.

An identification scroll costs 50 gold coins each. I bought 10 more identification scrolls from Akara. Originally there were 3 more in the book, and I used one to identify the belt, which means I have a total of 12 on me now ( A book can hold up to 20 pictures), and the 500 gold coins disappeared like this, but it doesn’t matter. Anyway, for me, the monster’s explosion rate is high. In just one experience, I earned more than 1,000 gold coins, so although it is very painful , but still bearable.

Just when I wanted to say goodbye to Akara and leave, an unexpected person came.

This was a bald old man with a white beard, wearing a gray scholar's robe, walking in with a staff as tall as him. When he saw me, he seemed to be stunned.

"This is the most outstanding scholar in our Rogge camp, Dika, Kane, Dika. This is the young man I told you about last time." Akara said with a smile and stood up.

Oh, I didn’t expect this to be the legendary omniscient Deckard Cain. I remember when I was just playing Diablo and still a rookie, in order to save a few identification scrolls, I always went to him to identify, so for I couldn't be more familiar with him.

"Hello, Lord Kane."

I stood up and saluted Kane. In the game, he is a bad old man who needs to be rescued from the cage by the player, but here, he is a member of the elders of the Rogge camp headed by Akala. The entire Rogge One of the actual rulers of the camp.

"Hello, can I call you Wu?"

Kane smiled slightly, with an intellectual aura in his eyes, giving him a sense of wisdom, profound knowledge, and gentle manner. It reminded me of an old gentleman who was invited to teach in our school when I was in college.

"It's my pleasure."

I said respectfully.

Kane sat down with a smile and asked some questions cordially. His slow and gentle tone made me unknowingly let down my guard. He is indeed one of the most knowledgeable scholars in the entire Dark Continent, although he is not good at combat. Knowledge, but in other aspects, he can be said to be almost omniscient and always answer all questions. After just one conversation with him, I already felt that I have benefited a lot. If I hadn’t promised Aunt Sari to go back early, I would have really wanted to Let's spend a whole day chatting with him.

Akara has already divided my pile of fragments into two piles, and then handed one pile to me. This pile should be the so-called crystal ore. Both piles are exactly the same thing. I don’t know how she separated them. .

I accepted the crystal ore and said goodbye to Akara and Kane.

"Wait, Wu."

Just when I was about to leave, Kane suddenly stopped me.

"Wu, are you willing to do this poor old man a favor?" Kane looked a little sad.

"I'm willing to serve you." I narrowed my eyes and responded with half-serious curiosity.

"Haha, thank you very much."

Kane said happily.

It turns out that Kane's hometown - Tristram, the hometown of famous scholars, was one of the first places to be attacked by the forces of hell. Fortunately, before the attacks of the forces of hell, the Kane family, that is, Deckard Kane His family had known about it in advance and moved to a safe place. However, Kane, who escaped from Tristram, has always been obsessed with his hometown. Although he knew that there was only one outcome after being invaded by the forces of hell, he I still want to know the current situation of my hometown, or to know the extent to which my hometown has been destroyed.

"Although I have asked several job transferees before, Tristram is too far away and it is not practical to walk on foot. Fortunately, there is a teleportation point in the Stone Wilderness, but this teleportation point... (Game The mission is explained in the book, so I won’t go into details. Anyway, you have to go to the dark forest to find the scroll.)

Although Kane has requested many job transfers, they all ended in vain because the risks were too great and the rewards were too small. The 'Tree Wooden Fist' guarding the tree was a very difficult little BOSS-level monster. His little brother, The evolutionary types of giant beasts - beasts, are not weak. To be honest, not many teams dare to provoke them.

And Kane's reward is nothing more than gold coins, and free identification equipment. Gold coin job changers don't like it. Free identification. Just kidding. The Book of Identification is not particularly expensive for job changers. Who can get unidentified? The one who is equipped is not one who immediately identifies with joy, but the one who patiently brings it back for you to identify?

But it is a good opportunity for me to take the opportunity to curry favor with this old man. You must know that he is one of the elders of Rogge camp. Akala will definitely not hide my affairs from him. If I can get his cover, I will You can use your abilities more unscrupulously without worrying about anyone being suspicious.

After saying goodbye to the two old people, I hurried back to Lar's house. It was almost noon, and it seemed that I was destined to eat leftovers.

Fortunately, the kind-hearted Aunt Sari did not blame me, and the lazy pig Doug and the cute little Sara had just woken up, so they simply went to have lunch.

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"Uncle Lal, I'm leaving."

There is always a banquet in the world. After lunch, I finally decided to continue going out for training.

Before leaving, the little Loli pulled my sleeves with tears in her eyes, and looked at me pitifully. Her sad, sad, but hopeful eyes finally let me see the legend. The offensive of her cute eyes made me almost risk everything and promise to play with her for a few more days. Fortunately, we are strong-willed and have not gone too far on the road of lolicon. Come down.

"Brother, will you come to see Sara again in the future?"

Seeing that I was unmoved by her pleading, Sara thought that I might really leave. She lowered her head sadly and shed tears.

I caressed her little head lovingly: "Shala, be good, Shala is so cute, how could my brother be willing to let her go? I promise, I will come over and play with Shala immediately when I come back."

"real?"

Shala raised her big red eyes and gently raised her hands towards me, and I picked her up.

She immediately kissed me gently on the face, her small lips, with a slight breath, so soft and warm, made my cold heart melt instantly.

"Brother, take care of yourself. Sara will miss you every day. When daddy left, she was just like big brother. Sara was so sad, wow~~~"

Sarai finally couldn't help crying. I was helpless about this situation. Fortunately, Sarai next to me hugged her over.

"Good job, Wu."

Lal walked up to me and gently arranged my clothes. This kind of warm family affection that I had almost forgotten was something I had only experienced from my long-dead father.

"Of course, I'm the best."

I suppressed the excitement in my heart and said confidently.

Doug and Geoff also came over and patted me heavily on the shoulder. This was their best way of blessing me. Well, if I could be a little less energetic...

"Goodbye, everyone." I waved to everyone, and strode away without looking back. The blessing eyes behind me, and Shala's extremely pitiful cries, all condensed into an inextricable line. The rope tightly pulls my heart. Don’t blame us for being too exaggerated, as if we are parting between life and death, because this may be parting between life and death. In this world, no one dares to be 100% sure that after going out to experience, we will be safe and sound. Come back, even for me. There is no absolute confidence. The shadow of death will envelope every practitioner and those who care about him.

Without too many words of farewell, I finally left alone and continued my lonely challenge. This was destined by God. My experience was destined to have no partner. I hate this feeling, because a person is really lonely, but I like this feeling again, because only at this time can I completely let go of myself...