Diablo Destruction

Chapter 813: Hold high the banner of the seventh sense!

Deep in the harsh desert climate, four figures of different heights loomed in the wind and dust, like four mysterious ghosts in the sandstorm.

"This is indeed the right direction."

A strong gust of wind and sand blew, and Carlos narrowed his eyes and lowered the brim of his cloak slightly.

What he held in his hand was a metal object similar to a pocket watch, with a small red pointer on it pointed in one of the directions.

"Are you sure it's correct? It's best to confirm again, otherwise everyone will run away in vain again."

Across Seattle, I reluctantly issued a question that looked like a very prodigal dog's declaration in the eyes of others.

This matter starts from yesterday morning. After finishing the "morning exercise", it was already three o'clock in the morning. Sister Sharna and I were covered in sweat. Naturally, we took a cold shower again, and then went to Carlos and Seattle. With his eyes rolled, he swaggered towards the Mages Guild.

For the time being, I will save the description of the process from the hotel to the Mages Guild. Please allow me to give a brief explanation during this leisurely advertising time, or it can be a confession - although I have never doubted my seventh sense as a man, There is no doubt about this. It is all thanks to it that a useless otaku like me can survive in the cruel dark world without any danger.

Those who say that I will live safer without the seventh sense, and that most of the source of my tragic aura can be attributed to the seventh sense, are just jealous of my keen seventh sense or trying to push me into abandonment. It’s just in the whirlpool of misfortune after the seventh sense, huh huh.

Of course, I cannot deny that it is precisely because my seventh sense is so powerful. As the saying goes, the more terrifying the power, the greater the price you have to pay. Precisely because it is powerful, it consumes a lot of energy, just like Like Aotuman, no battle could last more than half an hour, and the gem on his chest would flash, reminding him to hit the monster quickly, otherwise his life would be in danger.

The same goes for my seventh sense. I spend most of the day resting to replenish energy, or I use it forcefully when the energy is low. It's natural for me to make mistakes, so I can't help being misunderstood by others as a road idiot.

That morning, though, I felt like my life was about to take a major turn, because Taba had created a magic compass, literally for my seventh sense, and yes—only I could use it. The greatest artifact that assists the seventh sense.

So, deservedly so, I took the magic compass in the shape of a pocket watch from Taba and carried it in my arms.

"It'll be okay." Seattle's worried voice came from behind.

"Even Junior Brother Wu, as long as there is a compass, there will be no problem. As long as he is not blind, he can understand it...probably."

Carlos's affirmative reply made it easy for people to hear the wavering in his heart.

Walking less than three meters away from each other, these two guys had no intention of communicating in whispers. Naturally, I heard them clearly.

Hum, facts speak louder than words, just wait and see, soon, the humiliation of being called a road idiot will be washed away because of this great journey. By then, I will stand on the top of the Maze Killer and suffer Thousands of people look up to him, and even after tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of years, the name of the strongest Maze Killer in history will be passed down.

So, holding the magic compass, the four of us quickly arrived at the Lost City and disappeared into the depths of the vast sea of ​​sand.

I walked at the front with high spirits, looking at the magic compass in my hand from time to time, and then took decisive steps. Along the way, because of my calmness and decisiveness, I finally gained the trust of the other three people, and took the step to cleanse the road. The first step of humiliation.

As a result, they set off at noon and drove all afternoon. Seeing that the sky was getting darker and the weather was getting worse and worse. The oncoming storm already had a chill that could penetrate the bone marrow, so the four of them decided to rest where they were for the night. , and set off again the next day.

"Junior Brother Wu, how much distance is left?"

Seattleik asked casually while digging a deep pit that could provide shelter from the wind and cold in the desert night.

Among the four, I am the only one who has been to that place, so naturally this question can only be asked to me.

"Well, there are about four or five days left."

I answered him with twinkling eyes. It was impossible to say that I was blown there by a tornado. I didn’t know how far it was. But the time was roughly right, and the error should not exceed one day.

As long as you go in the right direction.

"Why do I feel like today's journey is not a straight line?"

Carlos seemed to have discovered something keenly, with a hint of doubt in his calm and deep eyes.

If you follow the direction of the magic compass, logically it should be a straight line, but...

"Idiot, is it possible that if there is a mountain in front of you, you just climb over it and step into it even though you know there is danger ahead? It would be better to go around it, so of course it cannot be a straight line. The road is dead but the person is alive. .”

It was a rare opportunity to preach to Carlos, and I meant it in a high-pitched and passionate manner, with foaming at the mouth.

"Indeed, I am too rigid."

Carlos, who inherited the fine tradition of knights, has a rigorous character and is not shy about admitting his mistakes. This is what makes him more adorable.

"But having said that, Junior Brother Wu seems to be very adaptable to the desert environment. In just a short while, he has figured out the habits here and can identify various dangers in advance."

Seattle once looked over with admiration.

Are you just thinking of this now? Sure enough, the heads of the barbarians are all made of muscles. I didn’t even think about it. We didn’t encounter any trouble at all during the entire afternoon. I should have thought that this was due to me as a tour guide, you idiot.

I raised my chin proudly, took in all the admiring looks from Seattle, and then slowly spoke.

"That's natural. This is my seventh sense. My seventh sense, can I be wrong?"

For a moment, as if the time around them was forcibly suspended, the movements of the other three people suddenly froze in mid-air because of my words, motionless, and even stopped breathing.

"I always feel an indescribable uneasiness echoing in my heart."

After a while, Carlos rubbed his chest and said in a muffled voice, thinking desperately about where the mistake was that made him feel so uneasy.

"Do you feel this way too? I feel the same way. I always feel like I have a bad premonition, but I just can't put my finger on it."

Seatik frowned, looking worried and unhappy.

Sharna's movements followed a pause, her sea-blue eyes closed gently, the corners of her mouth slightly curved in a clear arc, then she turned around and jumped into the dug pit. The disappearing figure left behind a sentence that left others puzzled. if.

"Brother, I will settle the matter with you alone when I get back today."

I...did I do something wrong?

After my ears received the message my sister left in the air, I immediately frowned bitterly.

However, Seatik and Carlos on the side seemed to be suddenly awakened by these puzzling words. A thing called aura flashed in their minds, but this aura was not very beautiful to them. That’s it.

"Junior Brother Wu, I want to ask you something. Please answer honestly."

The two people moved forward step by step, their figures bathed in the chilly blood-red moonlight, and two shadows in the shape of horned demons stretched out on the smooth sand and enveloped me.

"Of course...it's no problem. My style is the same as yours, hardcore! I never bother to lie, so feel free to ask."

Forced by the momentum of the two people, I took a step back and answered bravely. I made up my mind that if it was a question that was not good for me, I would get over it even if I died.

"That's best. Now let me ask you, did you follow the direction guided by the magic compass on today's journey?"

"ha?!!"

Carlos: "..."

Seattle K: "..."

Three people: "..."

"Huh?! What does it mean? Can you tell us without hesitation, Wu! Master! Brother!"

Carlos, who was usually calm and calm, could not help but tremble slightly in his voice. His teeth kept grinding when he said this, and it sounded like it was squeezed out from between his teeth. It was scary.

"Ha~~, isn't this obvious?"

Gently raising the short hair on my forehead, I looked at these two people with proud eyes.

"Of course you can't just follow the instructions of the magic compass. People's seventh sense is the most reliable. Whether it's exploring the path or avoiding dangerous places, speaking of it, my seventh sense today is in the so-called "have" state. It felt so good, and I didn’t feel tired the whole day.”

With a snap, Seattlek roughly snatched the magic compass from my hand and compared it with Carlos's head.

"Didn't I tell you just now? Things are dead, people are alive. In the final analysis, magic alchemy items are just auxiliary tools. If we rely too much on these things and ignore our own abilities, then human beings will Sooner or later, you will become a slave to magic, do you understand?"

Facing Carlos and Seattle, whose expressions were getting worse and worse, I continued to talk and expressed my advanced knowledge from another world with developed Internet.

"Today's journey deviated a full 150 degrees from the direction pointed by the magic compass. It was almost the same as going in the opposite direction."

The way Carlos looked when he said these words, he wanted to bite those white teeth into pieces alive.

Then, the two men raised their heads and looked over with green and ferocious eyes like hungry wolves.

"Hey, hey, what do you want to say? If you have something to say, don't..."

After a brief fight, there was a tall pillar connected with a spear on the top of the highest sand dune nearby. A figure hung on the top. In the biting cold wind of the desert night, the black shadow hanging on it was like a strong wind. Like a flag in the sky, it kept fluttering, and there were faint screams until dawn...