Diablo Destruction

"Who are you, this guy? How dare you steal...my Lord's food."

Azmodan stared closely at the human in front of him. He said, originally he wanted to say that he was the devil, but suddenly he thought of concealing his identity and aura, otherwise the king crocodile would be scared away, so he felt a shiver in his heart, subconsciously changed his words, and then secretly said smugly that he was worthy of being the most powerful among the four devils. An alert one.

In fact, the King Crocodile has been obtained, and she has no worries now. As for why she has these thoughts and is still driven by outdated instructions, it is because... she is a fool.

Just like an old computer stuck in the process of completing old instructions and updating new instructions, the IQ is a little... sad to say.

In addition, Azmodan also felt that this seemingly ordinary old man was not that simple. Even if he did not have the strength to compete with him, it would take a lot of effort to fight, and he might not be able to survive. After being able to hold on to the opponent, she touched her slender, flat and smooth lower abdomen, which was making a grunting and mournful sound. So, she decided to convince people with reason, and became a terrifying person who was reasonable, principled, evil, powerful and murderous. Demon King.

"Nonsense, I was the one who discovered it earlier. You may not know that I have been keeping an eye on this king crocodile for more than a month."

Old man Galen's brows were straightened, and he suddenly exuded an awe-inspiring righteousness that was not inferior to that of the Paladin, as if that was really the case.

"You guy, you are obviously lying!!"

Azmodan shouted angrily, why does everyone treat him as a fool?

"Why did you wait until now if you didn't take action when you discovered it more than a month ago?"

"You don't know this. I am studying the ecological habits of king crocodiles to make it easier to find them next time."

Old man Galen stroked his beard, squinted his eyes, and looked like an expert.

"So...it turns out to be like this."

Azmodan was stunned, and suddenly felt that he was not very qualified as a gourmet.

[This guy... is an idiot. 】

Old man Galen immediately made a judgment in his mind.

"Huh, if that's the case, then there's nothing we can do about it, even though I don't want to fight now."

Azmodan categorically issued a declaration of war, which echoed with the thunder of her empty stomach. In hell, the law of the jungle is right, and there is no so-called first-come, first-served issue.

"Wait a minute, little girl, if I give you this king crocodile, what are you going to do with it?"

"What?"

Just as Azmodan was about to assume a fighting stance, his head tilted and he looked confused.

"I mean, what do you want to do with all this delicious alligator meat."

Old Galen, who noticed that the other party was hungry, narrowed his eyes in a straight line, and his confident and proud smile seemed to say - I have seen the ending.

"Bake it." Azmodan said matter-of-factly.

"Fool--!!!!!!!!"

A roar like a shock wave suddenly came from Old Man Galen's mouth, and the surrounding flowers, grass, trees and mud were all shaken up by his loud voice.

"Hmph, I thought you were the same person, but I didn't expect you are just a fake cook!!"

Old Man Galen seemed to be standing at the top of the pyramid, looking down at Azmodan below.

"To take the delicious king crocodile meat and roast it directly on the fire. How wasteful is this? It's just... it's like using leg hair as a brush. It's terrible, it's terrible. .”

He held his head in his hands, showing deep fear, as if he couldn't believe that such a guy could exist in this world.

"I……"

Azmodan tilted her head. The limited brain speed prevented her from processing the situation in time. She just felt that... speaking of scary words, the metaphor used by this old human seemed to be more terrifying.

After a pause, she lowered her head and looked at her smooth and delicate calves in confusion.

"I have no leg hair."

The idiot devil said so.

"Shut up, a guy without leg hair is not a human being." Old Man Galen roared up to the sky like Godzilla.

It turns out...it turns out that people without leg hair are not humans, which means that all humans have leg hair. When you see a guy without leg hair in the future, you can tell that he is not a human?

Azmodan, who felt that he had learned very useful knowledge, was secretly delighted. Sure enough, by concealing his identity and blending into these bugs, he could easily obtain very useful information. She had already imagined that when she would bring this important information to When I told Sister Beryl and Sister Andariel, they looked dumbfounded.

That’s right, details determine victory. Even if Sister Beryl is smarter than me, she definitely wouldn’t have expected to do this! !

Azmodan clenched his fist in his heart and thought proudly.

Seeing that the other party was deep in thought, Old Man Galen suddenly took a step back in shock, and then burst into tears.

How many years, how many years, finally someone is able to accept his theory, even if the other person is just meditating and has not accepted it, but he can do this, instead of immediately looking at him with contempt, this girl has also He is the first person.

Thinking about those guys in the past, especially the unfilial student he had taught, who looked at him with pity, every time he thought about this, he felt a stomachache and a pain in his balls.

If I hadn't lost the bet with that old fox in Akara, I wouldn't have taught such a stupid student who didn't respect his teacher. I thought I was an unprecedented druid master, even if I was teaching a pig. Such a long time is enough for it to learn to transform into a dragon, but that idiot is complacent with the elementary skills of strong body (hegemony)...

As the saying goes, good and bad can only be judged by comparison. In an instant, in Galen's eyes, the girl in front of him rose straight up from the bottom of the pyramid just now, and had completely stepped on his unfilial student.

Nodding with satisfaction, Galen lowered his eyes, glanced at the girl's slender and smooth calves, and couldn't help but offer words of comfort.

"Don't worry, although it's not there yet, you are still young and it will grow out one day."

"Huh?"

When Azmodan is in a daze, what does it mean that he will grow out one day? I'm not a human being, so why do I have that thing?

"Very good, you have passed the test. Now, let me teach you what it means to be a gourmet."

Before the confused Azmodan could react, Old Man Galen continued, and then suddenly burst into tears and gritted his teeth.

"This is the unwilling roar of an old man who has eaten noodle soup without any seasoning for a month. Do you know what that is like? A little bit of salt, a little bit of sugar... No, not even much noodles, which are the staple food, I am already grateful for the occasional caterpillars, and I can also eat a few broken diamonds from time to time..."

As if he thought of something unbearable to look back on, Galen Lao fell to his knees with tears streaming down his face. He kept bowing his head and stamping his feet. He suddenly discovered that the most painful memories over the years seemed to be related to that boy and his ghost saint. Related to female wives.

This hateful devil couple! !

Betting with Akala was the biggest mistake of my life. Tracing back to the source, Galen said angrily.

"So, after learning from this painful experience, in addition to constant research over the years, I spent all the remaining time learning to cook, and finally..."

Gallon was rising and falling, and his kneeling body slowly rose up like a giant. He held a handful of powder that exuded a wonderful fragrance in one hand and declared loudly.

“Finally, I came up with hundreds of spice combinations.”

"Oh oh oh oh oh oh--"

The stupid demon king Azmodan didn't quite understand the previous words, but she seemed to have a clear understanding of the last sentence. Could this be the radio wave induction between gourmets?

At this moment, in Azmodan's eyes, the old human man in front of him seemed to be bathed in the supreme golden light. His body slowly floated up, growing taller and taller. Countless hands stretched out from behind him like a thousand-hand Guanyin, each one There is a pinch of sparkling spices in the palm of the hand. The tall figure and the wonderful fragrance filling the air are simply like...

The king of spices! ! ! ! ! !

The above is a radio communication between an old druid who was driven crazy by a certain ghost's clear noodle soup and an idiot demon king.

"Do you understand? You are ruining the meat of the king crocodile."

Returning to reality, Old Man Galen carefully put away the spices and then touched his beard. He glanced at Azmodan coldly with an enigmatic and mysterious gaze.

"I was wrong."

At this moment, Azmodan deeply understood that as a demon king, he still had many shortcomings in other aspects.

"Child, do you want to learn spices from me?"

Gallen instantly turned into a hard-working gardener who taught with kindness and kindness.

"teacher!!"

The stupid demon king who is ignorant of worldly affairs has embarked on a path of no return.

"Very good, then the first thing we have to do now is to put away the carcass of this king crocodile. If it is left for too long, the quality of the meat will deteriorate."

Old Man Galen couldn't hide his smile. He looked at Azmodan who was putting away the King Crocodile. There was clearly a word written on each of his left and right eyes. When combined, it was [Running Errands]!

As a demon king, Azmodan naturally has more storage space than an adventurer's inventory. In just two or three seconds, he was broken into three pieces and the Emperor Crocodile, which had been dying for an unknown amount of time, was completely wiped out by it. , leaving only the red swampland, still proving the existence of this abduction... ahem, killing.

"Come with me now."

Seeing that everything was cleaned up, old man Galen waved his hand and took the lead to turn around and dive into the dense forest.

"Speaking of which, I don't know your name yet."

While rushing on the road, old man Galen finally remembered an important thing - he didn't even know the name of this new student.

"My name is... that... Beansa, yes, it's Beansa."

"Forget it, then I'll call you Ansha."

Old Galen could naturally tell that the other party was lying, but he didn't mind. The name was just for convenience.

"Speaking of which, you also have a senior brother, who can be considered half of my student."

Recalling the evil deeds of that unfilial student, Old Galen smacked his mouth and sighed twice.

"He's just an idiot. If you see him in the future, don't be polite and despise him as much as you want."

"Senior...brother, you idiot? Is he better than me? Ha...haha, isn't he as smart as me?"

Azmodan... no, the Demon King girl who has changed her name to Beansa, originally thought that that senior brother is stupider than me, but in the blink of an eye, doesn't saying this mean admitting that she is stupid? So he quickly changed his tune.

"Of course...that guy is definitely an idiot, and he is obviously an idiot but he always looks very arrogant."

Galen curled his lips, feeling a little bitter in his heart.

Unfortunately, it seems that both of my students are idiots...

Hearing what Galen said, Beansa couldn't help but become curious about his idiot senior brother.

"Okay, here we are!"

The two of them were hiding high in the dense forest, looking at a forest city dozens of kilometers away.

"That's the base camp of the elves. Our mission now is to sneak in to get some spices and get rid of this king crocodile first."

After saying this, the indifferent teacher and the greedy student swallowed in unison.

"But...but teacher, why do you come here to get spices? Didn't you say you have already researched it?"

The confused Demon King student asked in confusion.

"Shut up, what do you know?"

Gallen clicked his tongue, his eyes became wise and profound, and his tone seemed to come from the mouth of the old man Du Miao, who had seen through the essence of life and laws.

“The shortcut to research is to stand on the shoulders of giants.”

Actually, teacher, you just want to steal some spices and use them...

God is fair. If you lose one thing, he will give you another thing as compensation. Therefore, the sixth sense of fools is usually very sharp. The thought that flashed through the mind of the girl named Beansa was already very sharp. It's close to the essence.

"I heard that the spices from the dwarves are also unique."

Galen, who suddenly didn't realize that the students around him had almost seen through his true identity just now, spoke while talking.

"Follow closely."

He waved his hand and rushed out first.

"Don't underestimate this city. Not to mention the patrolling elf soldiers, the magic circle protecting the city is a big problem. I have been staying here for several months, and it was only yesterday that I figured out some ways to enter the city. method."

While turning left and right, nimbly avoiding the sight of the elf patrol, Galen proudly showed off to his students.

"Yes...really?"

Beansa doesn't know much about the basics and theories of magic. In her opinion, no matter what kind of magic circle it is, it can be destroyed with more powerful force.

It's just... she always felt that there was something wrong with what the teacher just said. She just... did some research yesterday?

Suddenly... I had a contradictory feeling, as if I had forgotten something important or a premise.

Under the leadership of Gallen, the two ghostly figures walked around to an inconspicuous area outside the city wall in less than a moment. Taking a few steps forward, Gallen put his hand on the wall and muttered something.

After a while, a light yellow magic circle rose from the palm of his hand. After a while, the light dissipated. Galen stretched out his hand and pushed, and the city wall suddenly sunk, revealing a hole that could accommodate a person.

"Be careful, now is the most critical point. The old elf guarding the spices may not look down on him, but he is a high-level master in the field. If you want to get the spices from him, you can't be cautious."

After entering the city, old man Galen continued to chatter...

So, just like this, an old human man who suffers from a phobia of soup noodles and vows to become the god of condiments, and a stupid devil girl who is determined to go out and kill people in order to get rid of her nickname "Zero Demon King", this wonderful pair The master-disciple combination embarked on a vigorous journey of food and spices.

"Ha~~I owe~~"

A sneeze came from the depths of the ice cave, and Beryl rubbed his itchy nose and muttered.

"This sense of miscalculation...could it be that idiot Xiao A is being stupid again?"

…

Opening my eyes, I squinted my eyes in discomfort due to the long-lost dazzling light. I put my arms across my eyes. It took me a while to get used to it. I sat up from the bed and began to look around.

I remember it was Zheng Huan who was chatting with Evelina, and he was about to completely transform that arrogant broken sword into a nerd sword with the future of being a comedian and the goal of successfully performing a one-man complaint show. , who didn’t expect that the sky was spinning and the earth was spinning, and he was pulled back again.

It seems that the broken sword said that after I understand the power of the world, I can enter and exit that world freely, because that world seems to be related to the nature of the power of the world, and I don't know much about it.

Hum hum, when the time comes, the first otaku sword in the dark world will appear under his influence.

With a click, the door opened, and Carlos, Seattle Ke and Sister Sharna walked in one after another.

"Hahahaha, when we heard some movement in the room, we knew that Junior Brother Wu had woken up."

Seattle's loud voice sounded in the small room, immediately making Shang's dizzy head swell.

"By the way, what happened after you left, and why am I here?"

Shaking my painful head, I looked up at the three of them and asked.

"We still want to ask you." Carlos shook his head with a wry smile.

"Where did you go? We all returned to the Lost City. Only you were missing. We were shocked at that time."

"I...I relied on his uncle Farah to give me this piece of shit."

My head was blurry for a while, and then I remembered the culprit of this incident. I couldn't help but take out the return scrolls and threw them to the bottom.

"Regarding this matter, we actually also anticipated the possibility..."

The sound came from outside the door, and then Taba, the president of the Mages Guild, walked in with a smile on his face.