Diablo Destruction

Coming out of the small tent in Akara, I was still a little foggy, and my steps were so light that I couldn't feel the solid ground.

Akara's words gave us a huge shock, especially to me. In addition, there was also a little unwillingness and frustration. It turned out that I did not fully understand the little ghost.

"Junior brother Wu, where are you going next?" Carlos, who came out together, looked at me.

"I have something to do, what about you?"

I gave up listlessly, looked up at the two of them, and asked.

"We plan to go find Teacher Kasha first." Carlos shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"We need to inform Teacher Kasha quickly about the content of the meeting just now. Elder Akara's words don't seem to be a joke. If we are a few steps late, some unexpected accident will happen and Teacher Kasha will not be able to drink. , then the rest of us will be in trouble."

"That's right, go quickly."

I suddenly became excited and urged, wine is the life of that old woman. If her already distorted character becomes distorted again because of this, then...

In other words, a character more twisted than the old drunkard's character - even though I have experienced hundreds of battles and read countless ACGs, I can't imagine what it is like. Can it still be classified as a biological creature?

I secretly complained, and I glanced at Carlos and the others.

"Go quickly, I want to see Lena, so I won't go with you."

"We are going to the training ground later. Junior Brother Wu, do you plan to come with us?"

I was about to take a step forward when Carlos asked again.

"Grandpa, after listening to Akara's words, I feel a sense of crisis for no reason. I don't want to be compared with that mere saint's profession. Long live the hard work! Long live the fight!!"

Seattlek couldn't help but yell. After knowing that the little ghost could easily break through the power of the world and even compete with the four demon kings, he felt an inexplicable sense of crisis.

You can just say Sharna. After all, she has put in the same effort as Seattle Lake, and even has a slightly higher talent. But Alice... The proud Seattle Lake doesn't want to be ruined by just one profession. Sweat and hard work are beyond compare.

Carlos didn't speak at all, but judging from the tangled expression on his face, he must have been feeling similar to Seattle's inner feelings.

"I probably won't be able to go. You two should practice first and I'll be with you tomorrow."

After thinking about it, I felt that I would probably spend a lot of time at Lena's place, so I declined their invitation.

"Be careful, Junior Brother Wu, if you don't work hard, you might be surpassed by that ghost one day."

Before leaving, Seattleke teased me like this.

"Go, go, who do you think I am? I am her husband, how dare she rebel?"

I puffed out my chest and suddenly felt a surge of manly pride.

"Really? It doesn't look like it to me now."

Seattlek murmured quietly, and finally disappeared from sight together with Carlos' figure.

I scratched my head and walked towards Lena's tent, which was not far from Akara's little black shop.

"The speed of growth of these children is beyond my expectation."

Inside the tent, there were only two old men left, Akara and Kane.

"Indeed, and I didn't expect that Her Highness Alice would be promoted to the profession of saint." Kane sighed while drinking tea leisurely.

"That makes me a little bit..."

Akara paused and looked out the window: "It makes me want to fight hard."

"If you miss this time, maybe if you wait another ten thousand years, or even a hundred thousand years, it will be difficult to usher in such a great situation as now." Kane nodded in deep agreement.

"By the way, there seems to be that [thing] at Farah's place." Akara said as if suddenly remembering something.

"If you didn't tell me, I would have forgotten that old ghost Farah is so poor and boring that he actually spent so much time making that kind of [thing]."

Kane seemed to have remembered something, and he laughed and shook his head.

"I originally thought that no one would be able to use it, but now... isn't it just right? It seems that the old ghost can still make something useful once in a while."

The smile on Akara's face was both happy and helpless. What he was happy about was that Old Farah's private experiment finally produced something that was useful, but what was helpless was that - he seemed to have only been tinkering with it all these years. There is such a thing that makes people happy.

The two elders, who were in charge of more than 90% of the alliance's strength, while discussing the contents of the meeting just now, came to Farah's tent again. This was the second time Akara came today. This was her usual month. It's a rare place to visit once. Without him, I wouldn't come here even if I was free. It's too dangerous.

"Boom--!!"

Just as he walked to the door, the familiar explosion sound accompanied the earth trembling slightly, and a choking thick smoke spurted out from the tent door, once again welcoming the arrival of the two elders in this way.

"Ahem, Farah, are you still alive?"

Covering his nose and walking into the tent, Kane stepped on something soft, which seemed to be alive. His vision was covered by dust, and Kane couldn't see clearly what he had stepped on. He quickly took a step back and subconsciously moved towards it. Tuan Shiwu kicked him a few more times.

"Ahem, if you don't count the kicks I got from you, I'm pretty good."

At Kane's feet, Farah's helpless voice was heard, and a gray figure slowly climbed up from the dust, coughing. There were several conspicuous footprints on the black mage robe that matched the soles of Kane's shoes.

"I said you had nothing to do and why did you run to my feet?"

Kane is not a fuel-efficient guy. When he saw this, he immediately started complaining. The two old men were also sworn enemies. They were well versed in stick skills. Kane, who looked thin but was actually quite strong, held a walking stick in his hand. I have fought with Farah on countless serious occasions using the crutches that I have tested.

"You guys, did that three-section stick that was full of pressure come up with some new acrobatics, and you dare to break into my house and cause trouble?"

When Farah heard this, his eyes suddenly narrowed slightly, his surprisingly sharp gaze flashed past, and there was already a crutch in his hand.

"Try it and see if you know if it's acrobatics."

Kane's eyes were equally sharp. He didn't know what mechanism he pressed on the crutch in his hand. With a slight pull, it was sharply tempered into three pieces and turned into a three-section stick. At the same time, he kept saying "Wow~Wow~" "the sound of.

"Both of you, please calm down for a while."

Akara obviously did not intend to watch the martial arts scene in which two powerful elders of the alliance were fighting each other. Under her words to stop them, the two old-hearted old men finally glared at each other fiercely and put away their weapons. got up.

"What do you want to do here? I'm very busy."

Looking at Kane and Akara with the eyes of welcoming a bad visitor, Farah made a big move, and the messy ground was covered with at least thousands of scattered books, papers, notes, quills, fragments, etc. Scattered on the ground, under Farah's big hand, the whole room seemed to go back in time. Those messy items flew neatly to their own placement according to their positions before the explosion.

Telekinesis is the most basic skill of a wizard, and it is also the skill that best reflects the solid foundation of a wizard. Like Farah, he can control thousands of items at once, making each item fly in different directions. Different directions, and quietly put them in their original positions, this kind of craftsmanship, even if the powerful wizards at the domain level come, they will be embarrassed.

Of course, this is most likely related to the fact that he often plays with explosions.

"The cleaning work is pretty good, Akara. Do you think we should make the best use of it and let this old man be responsible for cleaning the garbage in the entire camp every day?"

Kane expressed his disdain for Farah's showoff.

"Is that what you came here to say? If that's the case, then you've said it, so get back here."

Farah showed a superior attitude and met Kane's provocation.

"Okay, you two need to listen to what I have to say first. If you want to argue or hit me later, I won't care." Akara slapped his cane hard, interrupting the two who were still trying to talk.

"Farah, please tell me first what you think of Wu's battle this morning."

"That boy?"

Farah whispered softly, then came to the test stand, tinkered with a spherical magic instrument, took out a memory crystal from his body and placed it on it. Suddenly, the light in the entire room dimmed, and then a lifelike three-dimensional projection image appeared from It was thrown out from the magic instrument and played slowly in the dark room.

The figures flashing on the image were exactly the fierce battle between domain levels this morning.

After watching for a while, Farah wrinkled his old face and rudely said the seven-character comment "The strength is only so-so."

"Jealousy is clearly written on your face."

Kane looked at Farah's face with disdain.

"So, do you think Wu can use that thing now?"

"which one?"

Faramon paused for a moment, suddenly reacted, and his beard twitched suddenly in a horrified manner.

"You are talking about my treasure!!"

Then, he quickly calmed down and carefully watched the battle on the projected image. After a while, an old face became more and more tangled.

"Damn it, what a terrifying recovery ability. When fighting against such a domain-level opponent, that kid acted like he was taking a breath. Not to mention other things, this recovery power alone can frighten even the strongest in the world. ”

After thinking for a while, Farah finally came to a conclusion.

"It should work, although maybe it's a bit reluctant."

After saying this, a huge sword suddenly appeared in the middle of the empty room. The sword blade alone was five or six meters long. It stood tall in front of the three people, making them look like palm-sized swords. Like a villain.

Apart from its huge size, there is nothing unique about the shape of this big sword. It looks exactly like the heavy sword used by the standard Paladin practice after being enlarged several times.

However, at this moment, this simple giant sword seemed to be given life, flowing with a heart-stopping magical brilliance.

What makes people unable to believe their eyes, just like in a dream, is the appearance of the entire sword. Starting from the hilt, every inch is densely engraved with precision magic arrays the size of a fly's head. These magic arrays are densely packed. They are linked together, from the hilt to the tip of the sword, without missing a single detail. The entire big sword is covered by the magic circle up and down.

These mini magic arrays exude a mysterious shimmer. From a distance, they look like the fine dragon scales on a giant dragon, giving those who see it a huge shock. The rich magic elements emanating from all over the body give these The giant sword is as agile as life, as if it will turn into a giant dragon and rise into the sky at any time.

If a certain magic master were here and saw this giant sword, he would probably be frightened immediately.

On this giant sword, there are at least nearly a hundred thousand such magic arrays engraved on top and bottom. These magic arrays are all the same magic array, and their functions are single and the same. The magic array itself is not profound and complicated. Anything that an average mage can engrave.

However, if someone like Farah carves the reduced magic circle on the giant sword, carving a hundred thousand of them in one breath, and links these magic circle together, then the difficulty will come. The most necessary thing among them is not Technology is not about strength, but about care and patience. Even if there is a slight mistake in the process, the whole sword may be scrapped or explode, uh...

That is to say, for example, if you reach the ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine, and then your hand accidentally slips, then I'm sorry, please start over.

Carving a hundred thousand magic arrays into a giant sword like this is definitely not a job that one person can do, but a large group of mages can complete it, and the giant sword that was finally made...

If there is a magic master present, he will shake his head with regret at this time and say: The wizards who made this giant sword must be idle and miserable. I would rather spend the time making this giant sword running ten times around the sea. , will not do such a boring thing, and even if it is successfully produced, it is almost impossible for anyone to use the finished product.

Obviously, Farah and his group of mages are just such a bunch of pain-in-the-ass fanatics.

"But, isn't it a little too big?"

Seeing this giant sword again, Kane's heart was full of admiration and pain.

"If it's not so big, how can it carve a hundred thousand magic circles?"

Farah looked at Kane with contempt. His question was as stupid as asking why there is an anus on the butt.

"Originally, I also considered giving it to Wu Boy. His blood bear transformation is very suitable for this giant sword. However, with his pseudo-domain strength at that time, he was far from being able to use this sword. I think Waiting for him to break through to the realm, who knows..."

Farah glanced at the stuffed bear on the projection, then suddenly turned his back to Kane and Akala. He laughed and rolled on the ground a few times before standing up again. His face looked helpless and he continued talking.

"Who knew that this boy's domain posture would change back to such a tiny figure."

"I should... be able to hold it."

Akara tried to measure the size of the sword hilt, but the giant sword was stuck on the ground. The hilt was six or seven meters high from the ground, which was beyond her reach.

"it should be no problem."

Farah teleported up, and the broad sword hilt guards protruding from both sides were enough for a skinny guy like Farah to sit on it, gently caressing the sword hilt, as if caressing his own child, and whispered softly. road.

"Be happy, you finally have a place to use."

…

I didn’t know that something related to me was happening in Farah’s tent at this moment. Standing in front of Lena’s room, I was trying to think of how to give an unexpected surprise to my baby sister I hadn’t seen for more than a month. surprise.

Ahem, first of all, the so-called surprise means that the other party cannot discover it in advance. If it is discovered, it is not a surprise.

I thought in my mind, quietly opened the door, tiptoed and walked in without making a single sound.

Lena was not sleeping. She was half-leaning on the bed. Her pale gray eyes, which were as quiet as the ethereal fireworks, were looking forward quietly. Her white hands were placed on a book, and her fingertips were dancing lightly. Touch the page lightly.

I was reading a book very quietly, and the warm breeze blew through the window screen. When I came into this quiet room, I seemed to be soothed by Lena's peaceful breath, and it became quiet. Everything was like the scenery in the picture scroll.

After taking those drugs, Lena's complexion now looks obviously much better than when she was in the werewolf tribe. Her quiet and beautiful face was originally as white as the ice and snow of Harrogath, and her whole body was exuding It smells like a sick beauty.

But now, that flawless face that even the goddess of ice and snow would admire has a faint blush. Although it still looks like a delicate and sickly temperament, it no longer makes people feel as though it is a flawless face. The feeling of never getting up once you fall asleep.

Gently, gently, while sizing up Lena, I quietly entered the room, watching with interest how she would react.

As an older brother, I am very interested in what Lena will be like when she is alone.