Diablo Destruction

The two people were fighting extremely fiercely on the ring, and the spectators outside were also extremely excited to see it. Their faces were all red from holding back their breath, and they were unwilling to be distracted even by breathing, but because of this, they were in extremely pain.

Because on the protective cover of the arena, the strong airflow circle caused by the two people's pseudo-domain auras squeezing each other made the scenery inside the arena blurred. Even the visual magic set by the angels could not penetrate this well. A circle of air flow filled with pseudo-domain energy clearly displayed the battle situation inside the arena.

Taking a hundred steps back, even if you can clearly see inside, the speed of fighting two people is too fast. There are not many people who can really capture their movements. The visual magic of the angel family can help you zoom in. , you can see inside no matter how far you stand, but it is not responsible for helping you capture the figure. If you can't see it, you can't see it. It's because of your own lack of ability.

Therefore, most adventurers can only look blankly inside, as if there are several tornadoes rubbing and expanding against each other, various explosions sound continuously, and the whole arena shakes and screams from time to time. However, in the battle, it is the most detailed and subtle, and it is also The most exciting part is hazy.

For adventurers, this feeling is like inserting a movie into it with a feeling of worship, but you can only hear the moans and cannot see the picture. You are so anxious that you are blind, but the performance of the machine (yourself) is not enough, so you can only There is nothing that can be done about it.

Originally, I thought that Roja's battle against Sharna in the quarterfinals was already the most exciting battle. Many adventurers even rated this battle as the final battle that came early.

Now, the adventurers know what it means to be as high as a mountain. Although the battle in front of you cannot clearly see the subtle movements of the two people, which makes people tangled, no one will doubt anymore about the excitement and fierceness of the collision. , regardless of the momentum and intensity of the battle between the two, it was much higher than Sharna's battle against Roja in the quarterfinals.

Of course, this thought in the adventurer's mind does not mean that Yaro is weaker than Carlos and Seattle. In fact, he can become the leader of the Big Three, making Carlos and Seattle fearful when they see him. The look on his face is indeed because his strength is really much higher than these two.

The real reason, several people who know Yaluo's strength, and even Sharna herself know that Yaluo never used his true strength in that battle, and was later absorbed by the inherited magic to absorb the life energy and power. It became even weaker. If Yaluo used all his strength and skills from the beginning, Sharna would never be able to support him for more than half a minute.

This is the difference between the state of mind and the pseudo-realm, not to mention that Yaluo is already close to the advanced pseudo-realm, not the kind of young boy who has just realized the pseudo-realm.

"yawn!!"

I rubbed my nose, wondering in my heart, who was talking bad about me? Is it easy for me to survive in the dark world until now?

"Sir, are you okay? Do you have a cold?"

The wife attribute of Vilas on the side exploded, and she came up with a nervous look. She pressed her soft little hand on my forehead for a while before she breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'm fine, but I always feel like there are a lot of malicious eyes on me recently." I held Willas' little hand in my palm, took a gentle breath, and shook my head.

In fact, I know that the source of these malicious glances is nothing more than the male adventurers, the inducement is nothing more than Sister Sharna, and the existence of Vilas and the others has aggravated the disease.

"Don't worry, a fool won't catch a cold." The old drunkard on the side turned around and said with a joking smile on his face.

"Is...is that so? Ah...ah haha——"

Vilas, whose little hand was gently held by me and whose face was slightly flushed with the happiness of a little woman, saw the old drunkard turn around and quickly shook off my hand. She smiled helplessly at the old drunkard's teasing.

"Hey, these two people are just going to waste their time like this?" I yawned and looked at the ring helplessly.

Such a tone, if known by those adventurers who are anxious because they can't clearly see the two people's movements, may cause a group fight, but that's the fact. Individuals have different visions.

It’s not that I underestimate these two people. The battle between Carlos and Seattle, even in my opinion, was quite fierce and eye-opening. In terms of actual combat level, I am far from the opponent of these two guys. .

However, these two guys seem to be repeating similar steps until now. There is nothing new. No matter how fierce the battle is, if the stalemate continues, they will get tired.

It's like watching seven balls. The first time I saw a monkey saying ka-me-ha-me-ha, my mood was very strange, but then it kept appearing, big, small, crooked. , round and flat, almost a passerby could utter it, and it just made me yawn.

Looking back and looking left and right, I found Sister Sharna still standing a little further away, leaning against the big tree, staring at the ring attentively.

"That stinky girl, I'm afraid she's quite nervous. After all, among the top four, her current strength is the lowest." Another restless old drunkard said to me "quietly" in words that others could hear.

I said, can't you pay more attention to the fight between your two students?

Unexpectedly, after hearing her words, Sister Sharna just turned her head and glanced at her sharply, but did not say anything to fight back.

Instead, he silently returned his gaze to the ring, looked at it for a while, and suddenly said: "These two people are indeed very powerful."

Then she glanced at me, and it was obvious that what she just said was telling me that the old drunkard had been ignored by her gorgeously.

"But it's not without its weaknesses."

"Weakness?" I was slightly stunned.

"That's right, brother, please note it down and make good use of it when the time comes." The iceberg melted, and my sister smiled sweetly at me, as if the beautiful flowers around her were blooming, and even Vilas and the others were stunned.

"oh oh……"

I responded hastily and vaguely, a little confused in my heart, what do you mean by "note it down and make good use of it when the time comes", as if I would definitely collide with them in the future.

"That Paladin Carlos, if what I expected is correct, the speed he possesses should be based on the Paladin's third-level skill [Assault]. Coupled with the energy aura, the Paladin can increase his speed. There are only these two combat skills."

"Well, that's true. It seems to be called 'Shunpo'."

My sister is my sister. She has a high vision. She is not on the same level as me. I only understood the principle of Carlos's speed after looking at it for a while. However, I only understood it after I was defeated by Carlos in the desert and asked the old drunkard when I went back. .

"In this case, the paladin's speed is both his advantage and his only weakness." After listening to my answer, my sister smiled confidently, lowered her eyes to the ring again, and continued to explain.

"The Shunpo evolved through assault skills is indeed terrifying. Even assassins cannot keep up with it. However, precisely because it is evolved through assault, it has certain shortcomings, and that is mana."

"Mana, what does it have to do with mana?"

Facing my puzzled gaze, my sister turned around again and gave me a helpless look: "Fool, he evolved from the assault skill. No matter what, when he uses Shunpo, he will consume a certain amount of energy. of mana."

"The mana growth of the Paladin is not low. Normally, one battle is enough, but a consumption method like this Paladin's is definitely not enough, so this is probably his only shortcoming."

"We can't be sure that Shunpo will consume mana, right? Why don't you let Carlos improve to the extreme?"

The old drunkard on the side couldn't help but interrupt, although she already knew that even the principle of Shunpo was hers to remind Carlos.

"Maybe, but coupled with the heavenly attire he is wearing, it is even more likely." Sharna's pretty face turned cold and she looked at Kasha tit for tat.

"It's also possible that Carlos just got it occasionally."

"Yes, it is indeed possible, but it is enough to serve as a basis for judgment."

"What are you two talking about?" I raised my hand in confusion and asked.

"You can see for yourself the properties of heavenly clothing." The old drunkard nuzzled at me, and I quickly opened the book of Kane.

Heavenly outfit! Light Armor (Dark Gold)

Defense: 410

Required level: 58

Strength required: 65

Durability: 50-50

130% defense enhancement

Mana regeneration 20%

15% faster casting speed

All resistances +15

+15 energy

+50 mana

+2 damaged health transferred to mana

5% slow down consumption

+ (1-2) skill points

"..."

So it turns out that this heavenly outfit is completely for mages to use. It has low power requirements and amazing mana increase properties. No wonder Sister Sharna makes such a judgment.

"Combined with the shortcomings brought about by this speed, rather than saying that the paladin's heavenly costume happened to be exploded from a monster, I would rather believe that he got it from someone else. Is it really such a coincidence? The explosion rate of dark gold It’s less than one ten thousandth, and there are so many dark gold equipments, just enough to reveal the heavenly outfit he needs most?”

Facing Sharna's aggressive questioning, Kasha seemed a little at a loss for words, because she already knew that things were exactly as Sharna had judged, but she was just unhappy that she could guess it right away and was deliberately looking for trouble.

After arguing with the old drunkard until he was speechless, my sister ignored the depressed old drunkard, turned her head and continued to say to me: "Moreover, brother, you should know that in addition to consuming mana, you must control this speed well. Two other conditions are needed."

"Agility and constitution, right?"

I didn't get confused this time. The scene of the little fox hitting the wall because it was too fast and couldn't keep up with the agility is still clearly in my mind. As for the physical requirements, that's nonsense. Driving at such a fast speed, In addition to consuming mana, he doesn't have a certain amount of stamina, and he is guaranteed to fall down from exhaustion within a few minutes of walking.

"That's right, agility and physical fitness. If the opponent wants to control Shunpo freely, they must have these two attributes. Especially agility, it must be incredibly high. This cannot be compensated by equipment alone."

"But Carlos can't just rely on Shunpo to make a living. He also has to plan for the future, so if he adds some methods, he must also move closer to the orthodox method of the Paladin. It is absolutely impossible to add a lot of energy points just for Shunpo. From now on Here, we can judge the existence of two shortcomings.”

"First, in terms of equipment, it seems that it should be mainly equipped to increase agility and mana. There is no perfect equipment in this world. If we focus on these two attributes, then the defense and other attributes will definitely be improved. The shortcomings, of course, are the deficiencies in defense compared to people with the same level of strength as my brother and I."

"Secondly, even if there are equipment supplements, it is not enough. He must also spend a lot of attribute points on agility and physical fitness. In addition, the attributes on the equipment are cheap, so his power will definitely not be too high, and his attack You can only rely on skills."

In other words, is it a typical assassin type with fast speed and low attack?

However, after finishing speaking, my sister sighed: "Unfortunately, the shortcoming of defense has been made up for by the heavenly outfit. This equipment is really tailor-made for him. It requires low strength and good defense. High, it simply adds mana. Moreover, he also knows his weakness in this area and has worked hard on his shield blocking skills. You see, most of the barbarian's attacks are skillfully removed by his shield. His strength and skills are something even I can't compare to. It can be said that his shortcomings in defense have been completely made up for by his heavenly attire and shield blocking skills."

"However, the space blade in his hand requires 100 strength points and 120 agility points. The agility is not bad, but in terms of strength, even if he can hold it in front of him, it will affect his speed."

I thought about it, flipped through the Book of Kane and found an introduction to Space Blade, and asked in confusion.

"Have you forgotten that there is also the attribute of [reducing demand]?" My sister gave me a doting look.

"Everything is just a guess, you stinky girl."

Kasha listened and murmured unwillingly, although she couldn't help but cheer for the other party's wonderful reasoning.

"So, the only shortcoming of the Paladin is the attack power. However, the attack of the space blade, coupled with the halo bonus, and the instant step revenge technique he just used, I am afraid it is also It makes up for a lot, and for those professions with lower defense, it’s not really a shortcoming.”

The elder sister ignored the old drunkard's troubles and continued to lower her head and talk in thought.

"This Paladin is perfect in every aspect. To be honest, I am not his opponent yet."

"Eh--?"

I didn't expect that my sister, who has always been so confident, would actually say something like this.

"Is it weird? Facts are facts. Confidence does not mean arrogance. For me, opponents of his type are more difficult to deal with than... than that person..."

Sister Sharna said calmly, but when talking about Yaluo, she was also worried about how to address him, and in the end she could only refer to him as "that person".

As if she wanted to move the topic away from "that person", my sister changed the topic to Seattle Ke.

"As for that barbarian, his strength and skills feel more perfect to me. It's like a towering hill, hard to shake. The only shortcoming..."

My sister hesitated for a moment and continued: "This is just my feeling. Although his pseudo-realm is powerful and seems to give him some abilities that are not affected by negative states, it also seems to confuse his consciousness. , his sanity has declined, and he has become more irritable and crazy. This should be a flaw, if it can be exploited well."

What is an expert's vision? This is it. I may not be able to figure out something after ten or eight years of looking at it. My sister just analyzed it after watching the battle for a while. At this moment, my admiration for my sister cannot be higher.

"That's the case, let's make a small bet."

The little ghost on the side pretended not to care, but when her sister spoke, her ears were perked up. After listening, she couldn't help but start to cheer.

Hey, hey, I said you are a saint, is it really okay to open a gambling game so blatantly?

Of course, what I didn't expect was that the first person to respond to her was Princess Sanwu. She was sitting on the ground in a ladylike posture, holding a cup of hot tea with unknown hot water in her hand and drinking it. Suddenly her knees moved. After a few steps, I came to the little ghost. Although her fair and pretty face was still indifferent, she seemed to feel the excitement of a gambler from her body.

Really, why didn't I notice this little thing? I haven't seen anyone at home these days. Maybe he went out to place bets at the gambling bureau opened by the old fox Akara.

"Very well, let's take a gamble."

As he said that, the little ghost used a branch to simply write the names of Carlos and Seattle on the ground, and then drew a dividing line in the middle. The rules were also very simple. Whoever wins, the loser's bet will go to the winner. If more than one person wins, the spoils are divided equally.

Seeing her skillful movements, I couldn't help but shed a cold sweat on my forehead again. I wondered if this little idiot had often instigated the other two candidate saints to gamble when he was in the church...

"You press first, the two people are about the same strength anyway." As the banker, the little ghost stretched out his hand to Princess Sanwu in a rare and generous manner, indicating that she was welcome.

"In this case……"

Princess Sanwu murmured expressionlessly, turned her hand over, and an antique gold coin appeared, and she pressed it on Carlos's name.

"Wait a minute, this gold coin seems a little weird. What is it?"

I stopped her, and then looked at Princess Sanwu with suspicion, because the shape of the gold coin she pushed down was not at all the shape of the gold coins currently in circulation.

Princess Sanwu's pretty little nose twitched slightly, obviously she was talking at length.

"In the year 31,206, Lupine III, the largest empire on the continent at that time, used precious metals mixed with gold, with his own head on the front and a scepter and crown symbolizing the king's power on the back, making a total of ten Two, during the civil strife in the empire thirty years later..."

"Wait a minute, you don't need to explain this. Just tell me, how much is this gold coin worth if sold now?"

I pressed my temples with a headache. If I interrupted Princess Sanwu, she might explain the history of this gold coin from 31,206 years to now. I knew it was an antique.

"One million gold coins."

As if she was a little dissatisfied with my interruption, Princess Sanwu glanced at the opposite position of my gaze, and with subtle movements, her jade fingers, which were longer and slender than a pianist's, gently and softly touched the poor young grass on the ground. ——Broken in one snap! !

It's a naked threat. The moment it was broken, you imagined that the piece of grass looked like me. It must be that way, you bastard! !

But compared to this, the one million gold coins that came out of her mouth was obviously more surprising.

Sure enough... sure enough, I knew from the beginning that this little one was richer than me. How many of these things did she have in her body? Damn it, why did God send her to me? Didn't this make me, the master, feel a sense of frustration in my heart? Bastard.

At this time, if I cried and said to her, "Master, I will rely on you to support me for the rest of my life," would I be despised by others? I really can't say that? Are you sure it really can't be done?

"One...one million gold coins?"

Vilas, who was sitting next to me, had a colorful expression on her face. First she exclaimed in confusion, then she sighed helplessly at Princess Sanwu's behavior of not treating money as money, and then she looked in a trance. , kept mumbling about how many vegetable seeds and lambs one million gold coins can buy, how much grassland needs to be cultivated for planting and grazing, how many needles and threads can be bought, and how many clothes can be made for everyone. In the end, because the brain cannot process it, forcefully After interrupting the panic, an exaggerated stream of hot smoke seemed to come out from the red forehead, and the delicate body fell over softly.

Veras, who thinks like a little housewife, is really cute.

I turned my eyes around like a whirlpool and held the unconscious and upside-down Vilas in my arms. I felt funny at the same time and thought that this kind of Vilas was really cute. After so many years of experience with me, It did not affect her kind and honest nature at all.

Sarah was far less exaggerated than Willas, but she also showed an expression of surprise. She looked at the gold coin on the ground. In her pure mind, she seemed unable to figure out what kind of magic power a gold coin like this contained. What about one million coins?

The little ghost was very calm, with a slightly distressed look on his face. He seemed to be thinking about what kind of bet he could place to compete with the opponent's antique gold coins. Then, he took out a drop-shaped gemstone that exuded a holy light.

I said, isn't this the perfect diamond I gave you? You idiot, you actually used it as a bet! ! Although the target is Princess Sanwu and is one of my own, you still don’t take my feelings seriously, you bastard! !

Deep down in my heart, I branded the two little guys as prodigal sons, and I sighed and reluctantly gave up complaining.