Diablo Destruction

Deep in the desert of the Western Kingdom...

The yellow sand in the sky is like a knife cutting, and the vast rolling ocean of dark yellow sand, with sandstorms setting off almost every half an hour, makes this place invisible all day long, like a hell. As long as one stands here for a minute, it will be... It will be completely submerged in sand and dust.

The scorching sun radiates its heat unbridled here, giving the violent wind and sand a scorching temperature, just like the red iron filings taken out after being buried in a strong furnace for a while.

Fried eggs are just a trivial matter for these hot sands. They turn the entire desert into a dry furnace without any moisture. Any creature that stays here will be roasted to dryness in a moment.

This is the depths of the desert in the Western Kingdom, a place where life is extinct. Even monsters are unwilling to stay in such a ghostly place.

However, if you break through the rolling sandstorm at this time, you will be surprised to find that somewhere in the depths, there are more than a dozen pairs of scarlet eyes flashing inside.

They exude a powerful magical aura, blocking the huge sandstorms from the outside world, forming a barrier about a kilometer in diameter. For the depths of the desert that are trembling under the raging wind, dust and sun, it is a calm and peaceful barrier. Inside the world, it is simply like an oasis or paradise in this desert, which makes people feel at ease.

Inside the calm barrier, the figures of the masters with more than a dozen pairs of scarlet eyes gradually became clear. They turned out to be twelve fallen demon wizards with red bodies, holding ghost-headed staffs, and exuding extraordinary auras.

The powerful aura emanating from them is definitely not comparable to the clones of the fallen demon wizards in the second world. The real sense of coercion is enough to prove that each of them is genuine.

At this time, the twelve fallen demon wizards put their ghost-headed staffs aside and sat together in a slightly funny posture, with their heads together, studying a crumpled drawing placed in the center, twelve The red heads were pushed and squeezed together, and they could only vaguely see what looked like a magic circle drawn on the drawing through the gaps.

They kept mumbling in their mouths, and occasionally could hear words like Andariel, Belial, and Duriel. They seemed to be arguing about something. However, the voices gradually became smaller, and they seemed to have reached a consensus. They patted their butts and started fighting. They held their own ghost-headed sticks and spread out to the four sides of the barrier. They didn't know what they were messing with...

On the other side, in the room called Alice Hotel, three grown men were still talking.

I was even more worried after receiving incomplete information from Carlos and Seattle. This monster riot was bigger than I thought. Every city was surrounded by hundreds of thousands of monsters, especially Lu Gaoyin City received even more special care.

Standing on the city wall and looking out, as long as your eyes are sharp enough, well, if you can achieve a lighting range bonus of about 20 points, you can break through the layers of yellow sand and see a sea of ​​monsters dozens of kilometers away.

Of course, quantity is one aspect. Compared with the situation in Rogge Camp, although the troops here are dispersed, it is not without advantages. That is the city wall. Compared with the suggested wooden walls built of logs in Rogge Camp, The walls here have been reinforced countless times by mages. It is estimated that even the blood bear energy cannon cannot destroy them with one blow.

This is a huge advantage, and I heard that each city also has a large magic circle, which can be activated when necessary. Although this huge magic circle, compared with the magic circle of the royal city of the elves, is simply the difference between a giant and a child. , it's not as good as Kurast's defensive magic circle, but at least it has an insurance and it's absolutely no problem to deal with emergencies.

Then, there is the last line of defense, which is to ask for help from the adventurers in Harrogath when it is really irreversible. I believe those tricks are already ready, waiting for those who come to Lugaoin for a few days and nights. The masters will never be stingy about showing off their skills in front of the juniors.

With these three lines of defense, I am not too worried about what kind of waves these huge numbers of monsters can hit. There will definitely be sacrifices on the adventurers' side, but with the three lines of defense, they can be well controlled. Within the acceptable range, it will not cause disastrous consequences like the monster attack on the village eight years ago.

What really worries me is what the leaders behind these monsters, those three cunning demon kings, are planning. Although Akara said that these three guys are heading towards the angel tribe's base camp in the third world, but There is no smoke without fire. Why didn't monster riots appear in the first world, but did they appear in the second world?

Obviously, even if the real purpose of the three demon kings is to go after those angels, they may not have no idea about the second world. They probably regard the second world as a bowl of vegetable soup. Although it is cheap, it can at least fill the teeth. Mosquitoes are small and numb.

Although the current situation may be just an impromptu act by the three devils, we cannot help but relax. Don't forget that there is a conspiracy devil among these three devils. Even if it is an impromptu act, if we don't deal with it well, we may end up in trouble. A tragic end.

"Why are you looking so sad here? According to me, the three of us just go out and kill three times a day. In less than half a month, we can clear out the monsters near a city."

Seattle, this barbarian, carelessly picked his teeth and said dissatisfiedly. His murderous eyes were filled with fighting intent, and he looked like a crazy armored rhinoceros.

After listening to Seattle's heroic speech, Carlos and I couldn't help but give him a look of disdain. This guy is not brainless. On the contrary, he is considered smart among barbarians, but most of the time he prefers to speak with his fists.

"Half a month...when we finish killing this side, the monsters on the other side will be reborn." Carlos reminded the other party coldly.

"Rebirth is rebirth, and the rest will be left to the other little guys. We just need to fight! Fight! Fight! Wahahaha~~~"

The three "battles" in which Seattle was so murderous made Carlos and I sigh.

Sure enough, this warlike guy didn't care at all about the life and death of these five cities and the people in them. He just made soy sauce along the way... Oh, no, he hit people with soy sauce bottles.

We can't expect this guy to be of any help to our operations. Carlos and I looked at each other and decided to kick Seattle away. If it actually likes fighting, we might as well use his strengths to help the defending adventurers relieve their stress. It’s okay to be a burden.

"Investigating the plan behind the scenes, put it aside for now. The most important thing now is to gather Taba from the Mage Guild, the leader of the alliance, a member of the Dika family, Kane's distant relative Ga En, and the servant Thackeray, the president of the Soldiers Guild, will first reallocate the adventurers from the five cities and make the most reasonable distribution."

Carlos nodded slightly, while I covered my head and complained.

"Really, that guy from Akala, why do we even have to leave the task of organizing the battle to us? Aren't Garn, Taba, and Thackeray from the mercenary union more experienced than us? Let's go. What’s going on with the use of good talents and the exploitation of the value of our surplus labor?”

I looked at Seattlek, who was counting on his fingers how many he killed in a day, how many he reborn in a few days, and how many days it would take him to kill all by himself, and then I looked at Carlos, who was smiling slightly.

"Sorry, Carlos, you will probably have to complete the tasks assigned by the organization this time. I really don't know anything about this kind of work."

"I reject."

As soon as I finished my words, I was rejected by Carlos with a cool smile on his face. The rejection was so refreshing and clear that it took me a long time to react.

"Junior Brother Wu, it seems that you still haven't understood what Elder Akara means."

Facing my puzzled look, Carlos slowly explained.

"Why leave the experienced Gaen and Taba alone and let you take charge? No, I have to say, why should we come over to solve this crisis instead of the more powerful Teacher Kasha and Elder Farah? Do you know why?"

At this point, Carlos looked at me deeply, and before I could react, he gave me the answer.

"It's all because of you. In order to train you and establish your prestige, all of this is the painstaking efforts of the Great Elder Akara. I, Seattle Ke, and Sharna are just your shadows."

From his mouth, word by word, he came to a firm conclusion.

"Let's put it this way, if a few years later, the alliance gains the power to compete with the forces of hell and rises up, then you must be the leader. If we successfully defeat the forces of hell, then you must be the biggest leader in the alliance in the history books. The hero surpasses the fame of the Seven Heroes and becomes the savior respected by people and praised forever."

"..."

It is unimaginable that these words, which can make all men's blood boil with passion and inspire them to fight, were actually said by Carlos while drinking tea.

What's even more unimaginable to me is that I - can be the person Carlos said, this kind of thing like a dream?

Just kidding, I'd rather go home and have the baby.

Looking at Carlos, who was drinking tea, and looking at Seattle, who was twirling his fingers with a focused look on his face, I reluctantly calmed down and forced out a flattering smile.

"Um...two gentlemen, wouldn't you, as men, be moved by the great achievements you have made? Are you willing to just be that shadow? As long as you open your mouth, I promise to give up my position immediately. Why are you hesitating? Hurry up and speak out loud about the ambition deep in your male soul!!"

I used passionate words that Carlos had not seen just now, and issued the temptation of the devil. When a man is alive, he is nothing more than to make achievements and be famous for generations. This kind of good thing, as long as he is a man, he can't resist it, so he is excited! Say "I do" quickly! !

"I just want to find Angele and be with Kajeel's family of three."

A family man, a man looking for a wife, Carlos, the daughter-in-law, said calmly.

"All I need is a fight. Oh, it's best to find a woman who can make wine."

The fighting maniac, drunkard man Seattlek tilted his head and ignored me.

Can we only place our last hope on Sister Sharna? Thinking about my sister's character, I immediately slumped down like a balloon with an air nozzle, and lay limply on the table.

"Junior Brother Wu, work hard. The peace of the mainland and the hope of mankind all fall on you."

Two unscrupulous guys said such irresponsible things with smiles on their faces.

"Just wait for me, I'm going to be the devil!"

After looking at the two of them angrily, I made a feeble protest.

"Junior Brother Wu, I have something else I want to discuss with you."

"What's the matter? Just blow it off. I'm responsible for the peace of the mainland and I'm busy."

I lay limply on the table and glanced at Carlos. Seeing his solemn face, I sat up again and said angrily.

"This monster riot mainly involves the Western Kingdom and Rogge Camp. I want to ask you for a task. Can you leave the investigation task at Rogge Camp to me?"

"Oh, can you tell me the reason?"

I looked at Carlos curiously. Although this guy is a serious and loyal paladin, he is not the kind of warm-blooded man who takes on tasks that have nothing to do with him. Now that he has taken the initiative to ask for help, I am really surprised. I couldn’t just nod my head and settle the matter.

Akara actually handed over the command of this operation to me, so take advantage of it and maybe get some gossip about Carlos**... Ahem, it's military intelligence, it's military intelligence.

"I don't know if you heard from Great Elder Akara. This time the monsters riot, the Alliance of the Fallen seems to want to do something small."

"I heard, they're just a bunch of clowns." My face instantly cooled down, and I said every word with murderous intent.

The Alliance of the Fallen has not heard this word for a long time, just because in recent years, except for the Lu Gaoyin incident in the first world in the past few years, they have never caused much waves. Moreover, the Alliance of the Fallen originally The three leaders, Carlos, Seattle, and Sister Sharna’s father, the wizard Yaro, who are standing in front of me, are actually all members of the Alliance. You said that such an organization would not exist in the huge Adventurers Alliance. Where can I jump in front of something big? It is no exaggeration to say that they are clowns.

Although Carlos and Seattle have now "returned from evil" and Yaro is dead, Akara seems to have laid a new ambush in the Alliance of the Fallen. It is precisely because of the lack of climate in these years, and most of the members of the Alliance of the Fallen, How to put it, they are almost all aggregations of various sorrows in this cruel world, so Akara never let me deal with this aspect of things, so that I gradually forgot about them.

Now that Akara and Carlos suddenly reminded me, I remembered that there is still this group of people. However, no matter what kind of pitiful past these people have, in this moment of burning buttocks, it is really frustrating for them to add a little more fuel. I can no longer show mercy to them, all I have left in my heart is murderous intent.

Carlos, who felt my naked murderous intention, couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"Ahem, Junior Brother Wu, listen to me. I found out from the Great Elder of Akara that some of the people coming from the Fallen Alliance this time are my former subordinates, so..."

After a pause, Carlos' eyes showed firmness, pain and determination.

"So, I want to go there myself to see if I can convince them. If not, then it is better to die by my sword than die by someone else's sword. At least there will be a burial place."

The sadness mixed with the sonorous tone flowed slowly in the small room. For a moment, the three of us were speechless. We lowered our heads and were silently immersed in the sadness.

"Okay, I have no reason to stop you. I'll leave Camp Roger to you." After a moment, I took a deep breath and patted Carlos on the shoulder.

"Just leave it to me, just leave it to me..."

Carlos murmured, and his complicated and heavy eyes fell out of the window, seemingly across the yellow sand and the endless misty forest, falling on his former partner in the camp.

"We don't know when exactly the monsters will attack. Without further ado, let's go find Garn and the others right away."

After making the decision, I slammed the table, stood up, and strode out the door. I wanted to be the person in charge, so I had to do it to the end. I would not follow the path Akara had tailor-made for himself. I will use my own will to feel and judge, but if the path she gives is really the best choice, it can really bring happiness to my wives, my relatives, my friends, and If you want to be happy, then why not be the savior?

I have always regarded myself as a homebody, aiming to eat and wait for death, thinking that I only need to protect the important people. Because of this narrow obsession, I did not say it openly, but secretly resisted Akara’s wish. .

In fact, I know very well in my heart that the most convenient way to realize these wishes is to defeat the forces of hell once and for all. However, the otaku's thoughts of leisure and indolence are always haunting my ears like the devil's curse - why do I have to Is it yourself? Just wait, if you hang around for a few more days, maybe the real savior will come, and you can be intimate with little Vilas and the others at home, eat popcorn, and wait for the Dark Continent to be liberated from the savior.

However, now is the time to wake up. The situation has reached this point and there is no savior. So let’s do it by yourself. Instead of waiting for the misty happiness to fall from the sky, it is better to build it with your own hands!

Thinking about this, an indescribable feeling surges deep in the soul, as if the dusty place has been washed by clean water, and the soul becomes extremely clear, clear, and pure, with a feeling that has never been experienced before. The breath naturally glows, brews and emanates from the depths of the soul.

A touch of Arturia's inexplicable confidence and energy.

Carlos and Seatik, who were walking behind, suddenly stopped in their steps, looked at each other, smiled, and exchanged words with each other.

Carlos: Junior Brother Wu Fan finally has the consciousness of a leader. It’s not easy!

Seatlek: That old fox in Akala has tried every possible means for this moment. If he were an ordinary person, he would probably consider himself the savior long ago...

"Let's go!!"

After leaving the hotel, facing the hot sun, I said to Carlos and Seattle Crescent behind me.

Let's go and take the first step towards becoming the savior of otakus, huh huh!