Diablo Destruction

The wind whistling in the sky kept coming to my ears, and the misty white clouds kept passing by, leaving behind a trail of remnants. Looking down, I still saw a bleak world of yellow.

I don’t know how long this tornado has been going on. According to calculations by my brain, which is a math emperor, it should be within a precise period of time ranging from a few minutes to a few hours after precise calculations.

Maintaining the blood bear state, the tornado is so powerful that it can no longer cause any harm to him. The only question now is where he will be blown by this hateful storm.

Although I have been blown away to some otherworldly wonderland, I bought a xx secret book, a xx elixir, and a xx mythical beast in the cave engraved with xx's peerless swordsmanship. It is best that there is an ice coffin deep in the cave. Lying down was a fairy in white... only?

But let’s face it, Wu Fan, even if there are opportunities waiting in front of him, he will immediately become different after the halo of tragedy.

xx's peerless swordsmanship may be the legendary sword manual to ward off evil. After practicing xx's secret book, you may become more noble. xx's elixir may be expired. If you eat it, you will turn into a weirdo who feels that the clothes on your body are a burden and pursues primitive beauty. .

As for the xx mythical beast, I don’t rule out that it is the best such as the French squid or the chrysanthemum silkworm. As for the white-clothed fairy in the ice coffin, who said that Ruhua can’t wear white clothes and sleep in the ice coffin?

I simulated this in my mind, and I immediately felt cold and swish. Suddenly I felt that there seemed to be many mythical beasts or existences similar to mythical beasts in front of me, ogling me. I was so frightened that I lost my mind. I immediately unfolded the blood bear's flame wings and plopped down. Trying to escape from the control of the tornado.

It's a pity that the blood bear is not a flying creature after all. It is already amazing that the pair of flame wings can support the huge body to fly. If you want to escape from the tornado, let alone other things, at least this body must lose several tons. .

The wizard's teleportation... forget it, in this harsh environment, it is not easy for even high-level wizards to locate. If one accidentally teleports to the bottom of the tornado, he will have to ride the roller coaster all over again.

Therefore, when people are helpless, they have to take pleasure in suffering.

So I started chatting with the little ghost in the necklace. She seemed to be eating something inside, and she was eating loudly, as if she wanted to make me realize that the pleasure of the landlord class comes from the servants who are in dire straits. acquired.

Only when there is comparison can one have a sense of superiority, which is probably what it means.

"That...little ghost, don't you think what you look like now looks familiar?"

In order not to let myself be compared, I have to try my best to beautify the current situation.

"Uh-huh~~?"

The mouth seemed to be filled with something, and the little ghost responded vaguely.

"Look at the tornado below. Does it look like Dou Yun?" I pointed below, and then at myself sitting cross-legged.

"Well, Sun Wukong, you still remember, hum."

"All I saw was a bear sitting like a human."

The little ghost swallowed the food in her mouth and clapped her palms. Her ability to complain seemed to increase with her full stomach.

"Don't say that, bears and monkeys are the same family after all." After a pause, I felt it was necessary to explain.

"Look, don't they all have hair on them?"

Little ghost: "..."

"Is it my imagination? Rather than taking off, I think the word "throw" is more suitable for you, Xiaofan."

After a moment of silence, the little ghost suddenly spoke.

"It's just your illusion." I sneered a few times.

In fact, my current situation is - surrounded by eight tornadoes that are constantly moving but maintaining a delicate balance distance in the center, and being bounced around.

Therefore, it seems that I am sitting smoothly on top of the tornado, but it is actually just an illusion. For example, I am now like the poor volleyball being flapping back and forth in the hands of eight giant men who are running and practicing volleyball at the same time.

There is always a feeling of being teased by fate.

Damn it, if I had known that I would have learned Seattle's super tornado trick, I wouldn't have ended up in this miserable situation.

I chatted with the little ghost for a while, and soon I felt the wind force decreasing. The evidence was that my spinning speed had slowed down, and my altitude had also dropped a lot.

Finally, the first tornado disappeared, and the second one also disappeared. Then when it was bounced off for the nth time, the direction happened to be the gap caused by the two disappearing tornadoes. Therefore, my volleyball seemed to have finally been blown away. It was like throwing it aside after getting tired of playing, falling rapidly towards one place.

Thump...thump...

Flapping my wings awkwardly, I finally stabilized the downward momentum. Suspended at an altitude of a thousand meters, I began to look around at the surrounding environment.

"Huh--?"

What's going on?

I seem to be in an incredible place.

To put it simply, not far from me, the storm was still roaring, sand and rocks were flying, and it looked like the world had ended.

However, there seems to be a certain boundary that blocks this violent wind of flying sand. At this time, I am inside this boundary, fully enjoying standing in front of the window and watching the passers-by outside the house who are fleeing in embarrassment in the violent storm. The sense of security that comes from that time.

It seems that he was able to escape from the tornado just now, thanks to this wonderful dividing line.

I looked around and saw that this boundary was a closed circle. To me, it was like a fairyland circled in hell. To the owner who made this boundary, I felt so grateful. The water of the Yangtze River flows endlessly.

Who on earth created the only paradise in front of you in this desert hell? You are such a good person. When you return to Lugaoyin, please let me greet you with the local specialty seafood bread and Aunt Lisa's special jam.

Thinking gratefully in my heart, I controlled my wings and began to land slowly.

Of course, for a moment, I didn't think that this might be the territory of the Horadric clan, but after observing the surroundings, I immediately ruled out this possibility - the circle drawn by this wonderful boundary is only a few kilometers at best. Unless the Horadrics live in sand ant nests, I really can't think of how this palm-sized area could accommodate a tribe.

When the altitude dropped to about a thousand meters, I could already clearly see the scene below - a huge and weird magic circle was painted under my feet, with magic aura flowing on it, and it gave off a smell that made me very unhappy. The feeling is somewhat similar to that of the monsters from hell who died in tens of thousands at the hands of Biography.

Could it be that my benefactor turned out to be...

My heart tightened, and I descended a height again, and finally saw clearly what the more than ten small red dots as big as sesame seeds were constantly moving on the huge magic circle.

One...two...three...twelve fallen magicians? ! !

That's right, they were twelve fallen magicians whose whole bodies were blood red and filled with black energy, exuding an energy that made me feel faintly heartbroken.

Could it be that he was inadvertently brought directly to the center stage of this monster riot by Desert Storm?

Seeing the Sinking Demon Wizards busy down below, I became more and more certain and couldn't help but get excited - it took no effort at all.

At this time, the twelve sesame-sized fallen demon wizards below suddenly stopped and raised their heads together. Twelve sharp eyes with an evil aura went straight across a kilometer distance and locked on me.

There is no way, the aura of destruction exuded by the blood bear is too conspicuous. In addition, I was surprised just now and did not hide it. With the powerful aura exuded by these fallen magic wizards, if they can't feel me on top of them, then That's weird.

These fallen magicians were stunned for a moment, as if they couldn't figure out why a monster emitting an extremely pure and pure aura of destruction suddenly appeared above their heads. Could it be the projection of some adult under the God of Destruction?

After being stunned for a moment, the fallen demon wizards all thought of this and suddenly panicked.

To talk about why, the four demon kings and the three demon gods were originally at odds with each other, and under the leadership of Belial, there was a feat of overthrowing the rule of the three demon gods. Although with the efforts of Diavolo, the three demon gods were defeated. The Demon God escaped from the predicament and once again enveloped every corner of Hell with his reign of terror. However, perhaps because they were afraid of Belial's wisdom, the Three Demon Gods did not immediately take revenge on the Four Demon Kings who had made them so embarrassed. Pretend tacitly that nothing happened.

Now among the forces of hell, the four demon kings still obey the three demon gods on the surface, but these fallen magicians know that their master Andariel is absolutely unwilling to let the three demon gods know this plan.

After a moment of panic, the twelve Sinking Magic Wizards seemed to have made some decision. They raised their heads again and screamed at the monster in the sky that seemed to be related to the big pineapple.

"..."

What are these guys talking in Martian language?

Looking at the twelve Sinking Demon Wizards below, waving their ghost-headed staffs, dancing and chirping, as if they wanted to communicate deeply with me, I suddenly fell into deep thought.

These twelve fallen demon wizards exude such a huge and pure breath of hell. I can guarantee that they are definitely not knock-offs, but the original bodies of the authentic fallen demon wizards originating from hell.

No, it's not just that, they are not even ordinary fallen magic wizards, but elite level, because even the authentic fallen magic wizards produced in hell are only equivalent to the state of mind level.

But the twelve Sinking Demon Wizards at their feet exude a powerful aura of unscrupulous pseudo-domain level—at least they are at the intermediate level of the pseudo-domain.

If it's one versus one, I'm absolutely confident that I can win. One versus two is no problem. If it's one versus three, it's a bit of a cliffhanger if the other party cooperates and knows how to pass. As for one versus four, one versus five, this kind of thing Let's leave the death job to Seattle.

Now, there are a dozen of these fallen demon wizards standing in front of me. Even the fighting spirit of the blood bear, which is in high state, cannot get excited at this time - this is not a hot-blooded boy's comic, you can go as you like. Challenge enemies many times stronger than yourself.

While I was hesitating, the fallen demon wizards below seemed to be impatient. Their tone of voice that they had something to discuss became sharper and sharper, and suddenly, they all shut up.

But at this moment, a huge sense of crisis that I had not felt for a long time suddenly enveloped my heart.

not good! ! They're coming hard.

Just as this thought flashed through my mind, my body almost deviated slightly following the survival instinct.

"boom--!!"

Strong air vibrations passed by where he was just now, and a column of pure black flame energy passed by at a slight distance. Where it passed, a large piece of the scarlet fur of the blood bear was scorched, and it was burning. It felt like it was coming from above.

Before he could react from the shock, eleven pure black flame energy pillars that were exactly the same as before rushed straight from below, unable to dodge. At that moment, his chest seemed to be hit head-on by a giant dragon. The dislocated pain in the six organs hit him instantly, and his throat felt sweet. Hot blood spurted out from the uncontrollably open mouth, and was instantly evaporated by the evil and hot flames that spread. It seemed that every hair on his body was soaked. In the black lava in the deepest part of hell, the blood bear's body, which was almost immune to fire damage, also felt the burning and burning pain of being steamed.

With a huge explosion, a blood-red figure was ejected from the black flame sphere that expanded instantly. It penetrated the clouds at the speed of a rocket and rose to an altitude of nearly 10,000 meters before stopping. Come down.

"Huh...huh...not bad, these guys..."

Wiping the blood from the corner of my mouth and looking at the burnt blackness on my body, I couldn't help but feel a little dazed. It had been a long time since I had suffered such a big loss.

Although he knows that with his own strength, he is definitely not the opponent of the following twelve fallen magic wizards, but such an unknown big loss, except for Belial, those former strong enemies, Gamorro, Carlos, or Yizuer, I have never been allowed to eat it.

No, we can't let it go like this. Don't think that because we are good old people, we can bully you casually.

Originally, I had decided to retreat temporarily and go back to bring in reinforcements. With the strength of me, Sister Sharna, Carlos and Seattle, it shouldn't be a problem to deal with these twelve fallen magic wizards. But now, I can't. So thought about it.

Although he couldn't kill these guys who had caused him huge losses, he still had to at least regain some ground.

As for the method, I have already thought of it. It is the huge magic circle they are tinkering with. Although I don’t know what it is going to do, I can tell that it is not good at first glance. If I can destroy the magic circle under my feet, I will be able to come out as soon as possible. Secondly, it can ruin their plans and at least buy them some time to bring in reinforcements and fight back again.

The question is how to destroy it? Those damn fallen magic wizards below will not just watch the magic circle they worked so hard to build be destroyed by them.

Ten thousand meters high in the air, I floated in a cross-legged position, holding my chin and thinking, it would be okay if I was alone, but it would be somewhat funny if a bear made such an action. Fortunately, no one here saw it... No, not too It cannot be said that there is no one, such as a certain ghost.

The Sinking Demon Wizard below was silent. The moment he was knocked away by eleven flame energy cannons, my years of accumulated combat experience allowed me to make the right judgment immediately - I almost restrained my breath in the blink of an eye.

If I don't do this, I can't guarantee that at this high altitude distance of 10,000 meters, those fallen magic wizards who have reached the pseudo-realm level will still be able to lock their own auras, and another twelve cannons will blast me. The bones can't stand it.

No matter what, let’s try out the moves we can use first.

Thinking of this, I no longer hesitated. The bear raised his head high and opened his mouth 120 degrees, revealing a mouth full of sharp teeth.

Huge energy fluctuations began to condense in the open mouth, gradually forming a blood-red energy ball as big as a football.

Black lightning continued to linger on the blood-red energy ball, and the terrifying energy that was continuously compressed and recompressed caused violent fluctuations in the surrounding air.

Within a few hundred meters of the energy ball as the center, a huge cyclone begins to form, sucking in all the matter in a large area of ​​the sky, including clouds. The space close to the energy ball is even more distorted, as if it wants to be in this sky. Like tearing off a piece of meat.

Even from the ground, this sudden formation of a huge cyclone is extremely conspicuous. I can't do anything about this. The blood bear energy cannon doesn't make much movement, so it's not called a blood bear energy cannon.

I estimate that the Sinking Demon Wizards below should also have discovered this anomaly. Although with my current ability, as long as I give enough time, I can continue to compress the blood bear energy cannon to 200% of its power, but those Sinking Demon Wizards cannot I will wait stupidly below.

At the moment when a sense of crisis suddenly enveloped my heart, I took a deep breath. With this subconscious move, a huge shock wave was generated with the energy ball as the center. Looking from a distance, at high altitude Above, in the center of the shock wave, a blood-red lightning beam with unparalleled momentum crossed a distance of 10,000 meters in the blink of an eye, and fell straight to the ground.

However, this blood-red energy column, which was as terrifying as a divine punishment, was blocked midway. The thick, twist-shaped black flame energy column, which was condensed into a ball of twelve black flames, collided head-on with the blood-red energy column that fell straight down. .

In an instant, perhaps the most gorgeous and terrifying energy explosion in the history of the second world appeared. It was as if a nuclear bomb exploded in mid-air. The black flames representing evil and the blood flames representing destruction intertwined to form a flower. The black-red world-destroying rose and the flame energy wave visible to the naked eye rippled out from the explosion point, melting all the sand dunes it passed into crystals. This energy wave swept a space with a radius of ten miles before gradually dissipating. The power seems to be no less than that of a nuclear bomb explosion, or even more powerful.

The flames and dust instantly covered up the result of this competition, but at the next moment, the inner vigilance prevailed, and a still thick black energy pillar penetrated and exploded, heading straight towards him.

Damn it! !

I dodged and almost dodged the black energy column that rushed straight into the sky. I stared blankly at the miserable sky that was pierced by the black energy column, unable to say a word.

Lost, the Blood Bear Energy Cannon actually lost! !

In fact, this is a predictable result. After all, this black flame energy column is emitted by twelve domain-level fallen magic wizards. In terms of pure energy, it is several times more than my own energy cannon, even if it is 200%. The blood bear energy column may not be able to gain the upper hand.

However, I still couldn't accept the fact that the Blood Bear Energy Cannon, which had never encountered an opponent before, was defeated in a head-on confrontation.