Diablo Destruction

This time, all the adventurers present gradually felt the strange aura emanating from Sharna.

It's impossible not to feel it, because one after another, Roja's pseudo-domain power in the ring is gradually gathering closer to suppress another newly emerged momentum. If you can't even feel this, then these adventures If you don't, your training will be in vain.

Of course, the shrinkage of Roya's pseudo-domain power does not mean that some adventurers who are clinging to face and refusing to retreat on the edge of the arena will be much better off, because the new momentum is more domineering than Roya's original one. , even crazier, the two momentums mixed together, almost making these adventurers who were holding on blush, and finally had to step back some distance.

For a moment, the arena that was originally crowded with adventurers who loved to join in the fun suddenly became a vacuum. I was the only one standing there, with a cool breeze blowing and my cloak flying. Although it was cool, it was a bit cold.

The battle in the arena has entered a fever pitch. In my opinion, what is being played in the arena now is completely a modern war of carpet bombing in the air. The vitality of Yaluo in the sky is simply no less than that of dozens of bombers at the same time. Continuous bombardment in a small area, especially a massive meteorite attack, dragging long comet tails, is simply a scene of doomsday.

No wonder it is said that a senior mage is a mobile fort. This is not an exaggeration at all for Yaluo at this moment.

As for the sister on the other side, although her momentum is increasing day by day, her momentum cannot be eaten after all. When she cannot suppress the opponent, she can at best only use it as a means to resist the opponent's momentum and not suppress herself. The strength of her sister and Yaluo The difference was still quite far. Even though the aura emanating from her body was terrifying, it had no effect at all on Yaluo, who had fully activated her pseudo-domain. She was still suppressed by the opponent and was unable to fight back.

However, although I feel a little sorry for my sister, this scene actually made me feel at ease. As I continued to receive heavy blows, my sister's health and defense were not very high, and she had gradually dropped to the danger zone of defeat. As long as he is rubbed a few more times by Yaluo's meteorite water flakes, under the rules of the half-blood system, the winner will be decided.

Although I am not reconciled to the fact that my sister lost, it is better than any accident. I am not very obsessed with winning or losing, as long as everyone is in peace. Didn't the old drunkard also say that my sister is the rose of the battlefield? The goddess of victory is not always victorious. This competition is probably a test for my sister and a bumpy road in life.

Next, I will wait until I meet Yaro and beat him into a pig head to avenge my sister. Although this guy is powerful and is better than Muradin's boy, but if this is all he has... no, even if it is only six If I have the strength, I can confidently say that I can definitely beat him to the point where he won't even recognize his wife, ahem...

However, the situation is always beyond my expectation. In this short period of time, Yaluo's small universe exploded again, and several meteorites were dropped in succession. Seeing that my sister's health was about to exceed half, at this time, a silent voice came out. The breath passed through my ears without me noticing.

"Remember what you promised me not to do anything. I guarantee that the little girl will be fine."

When I hurriedly turned to the source of the sound, the old drunkard had disappeared at a speed that even Carlos would be ashamed of.

However, following her breath, I still felt that she had already flown into the air in the ring.

Under the watchful eyes of tens of thousands of adventurers, she actually dared to plunder so blatantly. Are she really not afraid that a hidden master will catch her? He really has the demeanor of an old drunkard.

Sure enough, things couldn't end as perfectly as I imagined. It was probably related to what the old drunkard said, Yaluo was going to "return". It's not like I didn't wear my eyes. Of course I could see that Yaluo was using it now. Some way to improve sister Sharna's strength.

But if possible, I really don’t want this to happen. Rather than my sister’s strength improving, I hope she can have a father...

When Sharna's life finally dropped to half due to the last unavoidable attack, the angel referee raised his big hand high and was about to make an announcement when suddenly, an arm affectionately placed on his shoulder.

He was immediately startled, and didn't even bother to announce. With a quick movement of his body, he moved away from the hook of the arm. He turned around to see who it was that could silently activate his pseudo-domain. Approaching behind without any interest.

After seeing the person clearly, he breathed a sigh of relief. Others may not know it, but as an angel who has lived for thousands of years, he knows very well how much strength the other party hides.

"It turns out it's Elder Kasha. I don't know why he wants to interfere with the game??"

"Well..."

The Kasha man floated in the air, scratched his head out of habit, and glanced at the game that was still going on at his feet.

"I have a small request. Is it possible for the envoy to be accommodating and change the rules of this game?"

“Why should the rules be changed and how?”

Angel frowned. He was now a referee, representing "publicity" and "faith". If the opponent was not Kasha, he would have ignored it and even sent the troublemaker away.

"Until the moment the other party falls..." Kasha seemed to have used a lot of effort to say this and sighed.

"I'm afraid this is also what the two people in the ring hope for."

The Angel referee remained silent, probably considering the pros and cons.

"If that's the case, count me in. I wonder if what I, an old woman, say can make the envoy change his mind?"

In the distance, Akara's voice suddenly came from nowhere and echoed in the referee's ears.

"this……"

He was obviously worried. Logically speaking, such a temporary change in the rules was unreasonable. As a member of the angel family, he should seriously reject it.

But the person who made the request was Akara. Strictly speaking, according to the angel clan's hypocritical argument of "equality of life", Akara's status is no lower than that of the angel commander Tyrell. If he, a little angel captain, ignored it, , doesn’t that make angels look too arrogant?

After thinking about it, he made up his mind and nodded to Kasha - anyway, this is a game in the lower world and has nothing to do with the angels. Just follow their wishes and let them make trouble as they please.

The competition in the arena was still going on. The violent explosions and Sharna's ghostly figure that never stopped for a moment made most of the adventurers around them immersed in the fierce competition and did not notice the change in the rules. In fact, Sharna Already lost.

At this moment, the aura emanating from Sharna already made people feel a terrifying aura like an ancient monster. It contained a murderous aura that was like ice for thousands of years and penetrated directly into the soul, making those who have experienced countless battlefields The murderous old adventurer's heart was trembling slightly. He felt that although the scenery around him was spring-like, his body and soul were still on the top of the hurricane-roaring snow-capped mountains of Harrogath.

If you look carefully, Sharna's original pair of cold sea-blue pupils while running have been completely replaced by bright red. There is a coquettishness in the blood. This bright red color continues to deepen and slowly turns into With blood-red pupils, a fierce and cruel aura shot straight into the sky.

Before I appeared in the previous camp, those adventurers who had seen Sharna's grace in the Rogge camp were surprised to find that the cruel Queen Rogge from the past had appeared again, and she was hundreds or a thousand times more powerful.

"Hiss-hiss-"

A gasping sound that did not sound like coming from a human mouth came from the running mouth of Sharna. If she had been running at such a rapid speed in the past, her physical strength would have been exhausted long ago.

But now, she feels that she still has endless physical strength. Not only that, the blood flowing in her body seems to be boiling hot. Every drop of blood is filled with huge energy, and it is still growing continuously. It is close to saturated state.

The power that was forced into it but could not be vented made Sharna sweat all over her body, as if she was in a dark sealed furnace. Her eyes were completely invisible, and she relied solely on the instinct of her crazy heart. Dodge attacks.

Her consciousness was about to be annihilated by anger, which put her crazy state of mind, which was originally under the control of her consciousness, on the verge of going berserk. If she hadn't felt a green and cool breath from time to time, which made her consciousness regain some clarity, she would have gone berserk. .

kill! kill! kill! Kill the enemies! !

Now, Sharna is in a strange state. Her consciousness is very vague and full of random killing intent, but she still retains the last trace of understanding. There is a hazy veil in the sea of ​​consciousness that makes people feel angry. As long as this layer of gauze is broken, the sky in front will be clear.

Still need...a little more strength...just accumulate a little more strength...until the limit...that's it...

In the sky, Yaluo, who felt Sharna's critical state, smiled slightly. If anyone saw his face now covered in flames, they would probably be horrified.

Not long ahead, under Sharna's flashing arrow, Yaluo revealed a haggard and pale, yet handsome middle-aged face. At this moment, he looked exactly like an old man in his twilight years, with protruding jawbones, pale face and forehead. They were covered with wrinkles, and those eyes became extremely cloudy, as if they were an old man lying on the bed, unconscious, and about to die at any time.

When he raised his trembling right hand and dropped a meteorite again, when the meteorite was less than ten meters away from Sharna's head...

In the horrified gazes of all the adventurers, Sharna's figure suddenly stopped, and she stood under the meteorite without evading it. Her entire upper body was slightly lowered, and she let out a beast-like gasping sound, and turned to the side of the meteorite in the sky. , without turning around and looking up at all, as if the meteorite didn't exist.

Has her energy been exhausted? Already given up on the game?

No, the next moment, all the adventurers denied their thoughts, because from Sharna, they felt some kind of power brewing. The strong pulse sound was like the heart of a giant dragon. It shrinks and makes a beating sound full of surging power that makes the adventurer's heart palpitate.

At this moment, Sharna gave them the feeling that she was a giant dragon that gradually opened its blurry eyes, an active volcano that had reached a critical point and was about to erupt.

When the meteorite fell on top of her head, less than one meter, indicating that the burning flames had touched her golden hair, time seemed to stop.

"Ah~~~~~~~~~~!!"

Sharna, who was hanging her head, suddenly looked up to the sky and roared. The sharp roar that penetrated the sky, rolled up the air waves, and almost turned into a real attack. The adventurers covered their ears with force. The weaker ones, even He was horrified to find that his health was decreasing bit by bit.

At the same time, a translucent energy film, sandwiched with boundless momentum, burst out from Sharna and rapidly expanded. It was almost the same as the scene when Roja broke out in the pseudo-realm. The difference was that this momentum was even more intense. Crazy and more domineering.

Roja's pseudo-domain, which originally filled the entire arena, was suddenly suppressed by this burst of momentum, and continued to retreat. It was not until Sharna's aura occupied half of the arena that it stopped, and Roja's pseudo-domain At a stalemate.

At the intersection of the two transparent forces, the sound of "pop-pop" air explosions like firecrackers continued to be heard. It was like an invisible battlefield. The overwhelming momentum between the two sides continued to rush towards each other in an attempt to force the other side to retreat.

The huge meteorite that was about to hit Sharna's head was blown violently by her sudden burst of momentum, and it shattered into countless fragments and flew hundreds of meters away. Not a single stone fell in the area of ​​100 meters in diameter centered on Erna.

All adventurers who came with their heads knew clearly at this moment that Sharna had made a breakthrough in the battle and successfully advanced to the pseudo-realm.

This battle has gone beyond everyone's common sense, and is unheard of and unheard of.

Slowly raising her head, Sharna stared at Yaluo in the sky with her cold and charming blood-red pupils. Originally, she had just advanced to the pseudo-realm realm and could not be compared with Roja, but the pseudo-realm evolved from the crazy heart. It was obviously slightly better than Roja's pseudo-domain, and coupled with Roja's current state, he was almost out of gas, so everything turned out to be a tie.

Her originally chaotic emotions seemed to burst out with the pseudo-realm. At this time, there was no emotion in the blood-red pupils, not even the murderous intention. Looking at Roja, it was like looking at a stone, this emotionless His eyes were even more chilling than those filled with murderous intent.

Having murderous intent means that the other person values ​​you, treats you as a human being, and wants to kill you. There is no trace of emotion, but he has completely treated you as a dead person.

The moment Sharna erupted into the pseudo-realm, it seemed as if a truce was sounded. The fierce attack that was originally like a carpet bombing stopped instantly. The floating fireballs also lost their luster and dissipated with a snap. in the air.

Locking Roja tightly in the air, the long bow in Sharna's hand was slightly raised, but then dropped instantly. In everyone's surprised eyes, it disappeared from her hand with a "whoosh" and was put into the inventory. Then, he turned around and silently walked towards the edge of the ring with his opponent on his back.

what happened? It's the most exciting time to finally improve your realm and gain the power to be on par with your opponent. Why did it suddenly turn into this situation?

Just as this thought flashed through the adventurers' heads, one wave after another of strange things happened to them. Roja, who originally exuded a powerful pseudo-domain aura, suddenly disappeared from the pseudo-domain that filled half of the arena. Even the layer of flames on his body suddenly dimmed and disappeared, revealing a figure in black robes, falling straight from the sky. Before his body hit the ground, another figure suddenly grabbed him and flashed away in an instant.

But before taking many steps, a moment after Roja disappeared, Sharna's pseudo-domain suddenly retracted, her figure collapsed, and she fell straight forward. Before she fell to the ground, another person jumped onto the ring. The cloaked man held him in his arms.

"..."

The entire venue was quiet, and everyone looked at each other, not knowing what to say about this strange scene.

After a while, in the quiet competition space, the angel referee's loud announcement came: "The game is over, the winner is Level 49 Amazon Sharna."

It was only then that the voices of adventurers buzzed around the venue like flies. They used their imaginations to guess various possibilities, and some adventurers actually accidentally bumped into them and guessed. A glimmer of real information, of course, but not many people would believe their guesses.

Back in the Demon Fortress, hundreds of versions of the scandal about the transvestite Fini and the assassin Latina appeared overnight. If you really believe these - especially the "gossip" news you learned from the barbarians, then you Just lose.

Fortunately, these adventurers' guesses were nothing but guesses, but they did not question the results. Roja did indeed fall into coma before Sharna, although the coma was inexplicable - he didn't seem to have been attacked. Could it be that he was anemic?

Secondly, Roja's despicable behavior in the ring also aroused the public indignation of the adventurers, so they were happy to accept such a result that was full of weirdness but satisfied them.

The high-altitude angel referee breathed a sigh of relief after seeing this scene. At least he did not let the angels break their trust. Sometimes, saving face is really asking for trouble. He was a little helpless. In this situation, he really had to envy those people. Demons can live unscrupulously.

Of course, this kind of envy only flashed through his mind for a moment. As an angel, he knew that the rules of hell without any discipline and seemingly free will are the most terrifying rules. He would rather be a peace dog than a troubled person. , that’s probably what it means.

After carrying the unconscious sister Sharna off the ring, the old drunkard came over.

Seeing the unconcealed sadness in her expression, I stopped complaining. She came up to me and hugged my sister from my back.

"Stinky girl, just let me send you back. Yaluo...maybe I have something to say to you. You'd better go there.

As he said that, he glanced at a certain corner, then hugged his sister and flashed away.

When I followed the old drunkard's instructions and came to Yaluo's place, I found five people. In addition to Yaluo, there were Carlos, Seatik, Akara, the miser Farah, and the elf elder Leighton. The old drunkard who sent his sister back stood silently in the corner a moment later.

The person who just took Yaluo away must be the miser. Apart from him, I really can't think of anyone else who has the ability to use continuous teleportation to take Yaluo away.

The miser at this moment is just an old man who gives a man with white hair a gift to a man with black hair, and a teacher who has lost a student.

"Teacher Farah, you are finally willing to see me."

Yaluo, who had fainted, trembled his dry lips, and forced a smile on his face, which was older than Farah, and his pale face also showed a hint of rosy.

Everyone knows that this is just a phenomenon of returning to the light.

"Why...why did I teach such a bastard student like you?" Farah raised her head, took a deep breath, and tried hard to swallow back the tears that overflowed from the corners of her eyes, but they still flowed down unknowingly.

"I'm sorry, in this life... besides Antinoya, the only person I owe is you, teacher. You worked so hard, but you taught me such a waste."

Everyone was silent.

"In the past few decades, I have been gnawed by hatred all the time, and now I am finally free... Ahem, ah... finally..., although I can't repay my debt to Antinoya even in my lifetime, I am so incompetent And selfish people will definitely bring shame to her in the future... I hate myself so much... I hate myself for being like this. It's not my fault for causing trouble to Satina and Antinoya... it's all my fault... my fault …”

In the silent gazes of everyone, Yaluo's pupils gradually dilated, and he murmured to himself in a daze. His mind, which was gradually darkening, suddenly seemed to remember something, and a gaze focused in front of him, falling in my direction.

"An... Antinoya..."

"I know, I will definitely take good care of my sister, please don't worry." I sniffed and promised in the most serious tone.

That subtle, pleading look stared at my face for a while, before Yaluo smiled again, murmured, closed his eyes, and his voice gradually became quieter.

"Yalo, if you have anything else to say, just say it, I'm here to listen..." Farah wiped away her tears and put her ear up.

"I...after I go down...I'm going...to give Sha...Sadina...a slap, ha..." Leaving behind the last weak, innocent laugh, Yaluo closed his eyes forever.

At this moment, we believe that death has indeed taken away Yaluo's pain, leaving nothing behind. May his withered soul be happy and rest in peace in heaven.

Farah, who was crying all the time, finally became like a child, lost her voice in pain, stared at Yaluo's gradually cold body, wet her beard with tears, suddenly picked up his body, and walked away with staggering steps. Go, that twilight figure that seems to have aged dozens of years in a moment makes people unable to help but shed tears.

"Don't worry, Farah...that stingy guy, what has he never experienced before? Let him be quiet for some time, and he will recover in a few days."

Kasha patted my shoulder lightly, forced a smile, raised the wine bottle with the other hand and kept drinking. It is better to describe it as drinking, and most of the wine spilled out of his mouth.

"This is what an adventurer is. If you don't learn to forget, you won't be able to live." Leaving behind a sentence with a touch of self-deprecation, the old drunkard also left one after another.

Then came Elder Leiden and Akara who kept sighing. Their moods were also quite complicated.