Diablo Destruction

The condition I negotiated with Seattle is that if there is equipment suitable for me after killing Rodament, I must give me a share.

Oh, don’t forget that there is a gold treasure chest in the deepest part of Rodament. The location is relatively inconspicuous. Guys like Seattle Ke who don’t like to spend time searching for equipment are likely to miss it. You need to remind him. Just fine.

Although Seattle's equipment luck is not as good as mine, it is definitely above the ordinary level. You can tell by the way he depressed Carlos when he and Carlos teamed up to kill Barr, so I am full of expectations for his career. , which can not only solve a problem, but also get equipment for free. This kind of good thing doesn't happen often.

Also, no matter whether Rodament is killed or not, we must come back within five days at the latest. Although solving the problem of the sewer is very important, the main task of the four of us is to find out the behind-the-scenes of this monster riot. The reason is that you can't sacrifice yourself for the end.

Watching Seattle Kepidianpidian looking for Thackeray, I touched my chin and thought. The structure of the sewer system is extremely complicated. I remember that in the first world, I received the task given by the king at that time to take her baby daughter. , that is, the current Princess Sanwu goes into the sewers to conduct what is called [Survey on Sewer Species Ecology Research] What kind of abnormal psychology do monsters in this environment have to face the adverse environment they are in, and whether they can reproduce through methods. Continuing offspring and studying how the organs and various body positions of the other party during reproductive behavior are different from humans when conditions are established]...

Huh, huh, huh... Okay... Guy, this research title is really long. Just recalling it in your mind will subconsciously make you feel out of breath.

Although there are many complaints hidden in the title, I have already become accustomed to the behavior of the three-no princess and will not complain again.

In short, although it is a bit rude to the little princess, it is better to have less contact with her research if possible. I always feel that it has gone far beyond the scope of ordinary research, and it is probably not an exaggeration to describe it as curiosity.

I let out a long breath and smiled at Sister Sharna, whose eyes fell on me from time to time. Two ghostly shadows flashed in the air and flew towards the teleportation station.

The next stop is the gravel wilderness, which is also the city of wasteland. I remember that the monster army here is led by the one called [Crawling Appearance]. The crawling appearance is actually a rotting corpse, which is a mummy. This is a desert. specialty. In the original world, when mummies were mentioned, pyramids would naturally come to mind. When pyramids were mentioned, sphinxes and the sparse golden deserts would also come to mind. The impression just overlapped with that of the Western Kingdom, but the people from the Dark Continent seemed I am not interested in pyramids full of mysteries. I have visited the Western Kingdom many times and have never found this thing.

The crawling appearance originally lived in a dark and damp stone tomb. It was originally just a second-order rotting corpse of an ordinary mummy species. I don't know if it was absorbed in the coffin of the fairy novels or something like absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon. Such activities, over time, he became the boss there, a powerful little boss with a name.

But speaking of this dear friend, the first thing that filled my heart was tragedy. I still clearly remember the place where I and Sister Sharna first met in the Western Kingdom in the first world a few years ago. It was also in the ancient stone building. Tomb, the opportunity at that time was that this crawling-looking brother broke out of the wall in a gorgeous death posture, and the criminal... ahem, wrong, it was the thief-suppressing hero, sister Sharna.

Now in the second world, we are here again. I wonder if this crawling brother knew that his killer star was coming again, would he stuff the rotten intestines and rot that came out of his stomach and fly 100 meters away? How about escaping back to the ancient stone tomb?

The captain in charge of the Battle of Wasteland City, let me think about it, well, I remember that when I learned the names of the five captains at the meeting, I was so embarrassed that I even forgot to complain, so I was particularly impressed.

Let me think about it, in the case of the wasteland city, it should be called the Paladin of Zeon? That should be right.

I won't complain, I won't complain. A good horse never turns back. Now that things have happened, I won't say anything anymore, and I won't even think about it.

"Zion, is everything okay?"

After finally finding this paladin on the city wall with his serious features squeezed together like a Nazi soldier, I jumped up and looked outside the city.

Well, yes, although there are not as many monsters in Wasteland City as Lugoin, it seems to be more organized and regular. This is the benefit of having a mini-boss in charge.

"Yes, Lord Messenger, everything is going according to plan."

At this time, Zeon on the side also began to answer. He stood upright, his voice could not hear any emotion, and his piercing eyes were so hard that it made me think that it would be more difficult to be his teammate. This is an incredible person. Paladins who understand taste are like those barefoot and silent ascetics in the ancient world.

But as a conductor, this kind of character, as well as his ice-like rational thinking, are undoubtedly very suitable. At least he will not be selfish. Other adventurers probably chose him because of this.

"The stocks of various supplies are sufficient, the soldiers are in good mental condition, and the attack of the gaze monster is completely under our control. If nothing unexpected happens, today will be an easy day."

After a pause, Zeon looked slightly hesitant.

"It's just... You may have noticed, Mr. Messenger, that there is a little surprise..."

Seeing is more convincing than hearing. With this thought in mind, Zeon pointed his gaze at the high-spirited and extraordinary mage who condensed the magic waves on the city wall.

"It doesn't matter. This is normal. You will understand it when you get to the third world."

I patted this tall paladin who was a head taller than me, smiling openly, but secretly cursing in my heart. Who knows the reason for this? Who am I asking?

However, in order not to lose my reputation as a messenger, I had no choice but to say something inscrutable like this. It seemed to have calmed down this Zeon man. His expression was serious for a moment, his eyes were burning, and he looked into the distance, as if he was in the clouds. It's like the third world he longs for.

Go back and ask that old drunkard, she might know.

After taking a look at the battlefield below, under Zeon's command, the remaining thousands of mummies below became cannon fodder. The mummies were originally very slow, but their characteristics are hard skin and thick flesh, and they probably have a crawling appearance. Thinking it could serve as a suitable human shield, he scattered the slinger among the mummies and moved forward slowly.

However, group attack magic is originally a range attack, which means that within this attack range, no matter whether there is one monster or ten monsters inside, the damage received by one magic will be the same, and will not be affected by the number. Impact (but if the number is too dense, it can indeed reduce some damage, I didn't know this until later).

Therefore, the calculation of the crawling appearance was obviously wrong. This technique is fine for dealing with arrows, but it is useless for magic.

After watching it for a while, I lost interest. As Zeon just said, the Wasteland City will have a peaceful day today.

After a while, Sister Sharna came back, and we separated when we were at the teleportation station. She said she wanted to go out for a walk and find something to do, but I knew that she just wanted to see if she could catch him. Just get rid of the crawling appearance.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel deeply moved. How could Sister Sharna, who could kill Du Riel on her own, be interested in the crawling appearance of a mere mini-boss? She did this simply because she wanted to help my unfulfilled brother, but she was too embarrassed to say it outright, so she made this excuse.

Many people close to me, such as Lal and others, made fun of my relationship with Sister Sharna, saying that the words "siblings" and "siblings" have nothing to do with us. I know they were referring to the two most important things: appearance and personality. What stands out is that I have no problem with the former. If I did, it would be narcissism. However, with respect to the latter, I disagree with my sister and I’s character.

Although on the surface, it seems that the aloof and moody Queen Sharna is obviously not compatible with me, who looks harmless to both humans and animals and has no mastery at all.

However, I think that in some very important aspects of personality, or in other words, state of mind and attitude, sister Sharna and I are very similar. Especially when we first came to the dark world, we had amazing similarities. Apart from that, I really can’t think of anything else that I can do to gain sister Sharna’s approval. The protagonist’s aura? Maybe it's very suitable for time-travelers, but to me it's just a synonym for the tragic halo, the daddy halo... In other words, this is very attractive to Sister Sharna! !

I thought like this all the time, and I didn't try to expose Sister Sharna's arrogant care for me. I cast a questioning look, and Sister Sharna shook her head.

Also, although this guy with the crawling appearance is not very smart, he still has the IQ to conclude that hiding in the center of the monster army is the safest. I didn’t have high expectations at the beginning, I just knew that I couldn’t overcome Sister Sharna’s queenly temper. .

Saying goodbye to the Emperor's City where the war situation is stable, we came to the Lost City. The captain in charge here is a paladin named Char.

"..."

I won’t complain. I won’t complain. I won’t complain. . . .

Standing on the city wall, Charia stood out particularly because his short golden hair that could blind a dog's eyes was so shiny. Standing there, it was like a mirror facing the sun swaying towards his eyes. , it is difficult to ignore it.

Jumping up to the city wall, my eyes fell on this paladin who was full of complaints, and I looked up and down.

This guy has too many unique features, such as the steel eyepatch that other adventurers never take off when taking a shower. The handsome outline under the eyepatch, coupled with the dazzling blond hair, makes it easy for people to think of him. Not inferior to Carlos's beauty.

So I hate handsome guys and bastards (hammer).

In addition, this guy also likes red aristocratic dresses. Although I don’t know how he put the armor under his clothes, he just did it, and it didn’t make people feel out of place at all, plus he had a graceful manner. And his calm personality is enough to make the handsome guys from the elves burst into tears when they see him. I think 70% of the votes for his position as captain were cast by women, huh! !

So I will never complain about red horns with triple speed or anything like that. Don’t stare at me with scary eyes from behind, you bastard! !

"Captain Char, how is the battle going?"

After calming down, I took a few steps forward and greeted Xia Ya, who had been watching the battlefield so much that he didn't notice his gaze. Although his overly sunny and handsome appearance didn't make me happy, this guy's professionalism is still worthy of praise. .

"Oh, isn't this the envoy? Please help me by coming all the way here to inspect. Don't worry, everything is fine in the Lost City. I swear on the name of the Aznab family."

The dazzling short golden hair was raised slightly, as if it was rippling with reflections like the waves of a lake illuminated by the sun. This shining guy, who made men burst into tears, elegantly crossed his chest with one hand and gave a noble salute.

"..."

What they say about being thousands of miles away is actually just a teleportation. The nobles are really a bunch of people that are confusing.

"Where is Your Highness Sharna? Didn't you come with the envoy?"

After looking around me for a moment, the flashing man sighed in disappointment.

"There's something wrong with her..."

Resisting the urge to rush up and take off his blindfold, I replied with a smile on my face.

"That's such a pity. I, Char Aznab, look forward to admiring Her Royal Highness the Queen all the time."

Xia sighed in a disappointed tone that did not hide his inner disappointment at all.

Ah, it's really rude for me, a guy who is neither handsome nor regal, to come.

"In that case, it would be a shame."

Leave quickly. If Sister Sharna comes back later and this guy still talks nonsense like this, I can't guarantee that my sister will teach him a lesson.

"Then I leave the Lost City to you, Captain Char."

Looking at the vulture army outside the city that was about to collapse, I waved my cloak gently, turned and left. Behind me, there was a crisp sound of drawing a sword, and then the solemn oath of Char, the shining man.

"I swear in the name of Aznab that I will live up to the great trust of the Lord Messenger and defend the Lost City to the death."

I immediately quickened my pace and left.

"well......."

Next to the teleportation station, I sighed, raised my head, and suddenly found that Sister Sharna was already standing in front of me.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing me sighing, my sister walked up gently, hugged me in her arms, and pressed my head against her tall, soft breasts.

"Woo~~"

The words that had just reached his throat immediately turned into a whimper.

"Huhuhu~~, sister, I said, don't do this in front of outsiders. After all, I am also a dignified messenger now."

After escaping from the towering weapon that made people crazy and obsessed with me, I gasped for air and complained softly. I puffed up my chest and raised my cloak high. It really seemed a little bit serious - the opposite of tragedy. The character’s presence.

"Even so, you are still my brother."

Sister Sharna raised her delicate brows arrogantly, hugged me over again at a very fast speed, and hugged me with pain and joy.

"Or are you saying that when you grow up, you become rebellious towards your sister?"

His whole face was buried in the soft and warm fragrance, and his sister's sweet whisper came to his ears.

"Woo~~Woo~~"

I shook my head quickly. Despite the gentleness of Sister Sharna's words, if I had hesitated for a moment in my answer, I would have been punished on the spot.

"That's good."

As soon as the hand holding my head loosened, I quickly raised my head, took a deep breath of air, and met those bright sea-blue eyes.

"Why did you sigh just now? You haven't told me yet."

"It's nothing, I just met someone I'm not good at dealing with."

"Oh, who is it?"

A flash of ice flashed in my sister's eyes.

"No, it's really okay. Let's go to the next city."

I shook my head quickly. If I said my name, with my sister's character, nothing would turn into something.

"By the way, have you found the crazy bloody witch?"

The leader of the monsters surrounding the Lost City is a crazy bloody witch on the third floor of the Temple of Death. She is famous for her rampage. It is said that she is extremely excited for 86,400 seconds out of 24 hours a day.

"No."

We simply shook our heads and teleported to the next city. The next city was the Oasis City. The special monster medicine there was a little more difficult to deal with. We didn't know what the current war situation was like.

With a trace of worry, Sister Sharna and I stepped into the teleportation array, and with a flash of white light, we arrived at the Oasis City...