Diablo Destruction

Chapter 1119 Our Festival... In the future!

Do you want to start?

Breathe deeply and tell yourself, don't be afraid, as long as the audience on the high stage is all Muggles.

Then, towards the dark passageway entrance of the central square, the first step was taken.

Hey, hello, a pseudo-little girl student behind me, don’t throw it in the back to make me feel pressured, dumb!

The regular footsteps struck by hard boots and crisp marbles are constantly returning to the dim passageway that is hundreds of meters long. The only bright mouth in front is only the size of rice grains, only footsteps, breathing and heartbeat Echoes of loneliness, dull as if stretching this channel indefinitely, the end of the light seems to be always beyond expectation.

When I came back to my mind, I realized that it was not the passage that became longer, but the pace of my own. After hesitating, I dared not step forward.

Especially when knowing the end point, when hundreds of thousands of eyes are waiting, can you respond to the expectations of these eyes? Are you qualified to walk on this passage?

Who are you and why do you do this? What exactly do you want to do?

Questions one after another, in this dark and silent world, quietly unfold.

However, the darkness will eventually be cut by light, and when I return to God, the steps I lifted have already gently crossed the boundary between darkness and light.

In an instant, the bright light took away all eyes.

I squinted my eyes and faced the bright white light. I couldn't tell. At this moment, what was thrown at me was ray of ray, countless light, or hot eyes.

When the eyes adjusted to the bright sky and scenery, the steps had passed through half of the central square, standing on the high platform in the center. The first rays of morning sunlight fell here and printed on the body, no longer appearing Dazzling, it was very soft, beautiful, calm golden glow.

After driving through the long dark passage, the last trace of darkness left on the body also dispelled the last trace of míman in the heart.

I glanced in all directions, and the row of rising platforms was filled with people, and no vacancies could be found. Hundreds of thousands of people surrounded an oval, and the oval surrounded the central square. More deeply than this moment, I feel the application of the term "strong onlookers".

The square of hundreds of thousands of people was quiet, and hundreds of thousands of eyes condensed together like a substance. A whirlwind was quietly blown on the central square, and the white cloak of the body was slightly blown up.

"You..."

Under this tranquil blue sky, a calm and loud voice slowly rose, and suddenly hundreds of thousands of people held their breath.

"I'm very happy that this time I can stand here on behalf of Elder Akara, and speak to everyone, and thank all friends of all ethnic groups for being able to enjoy this visit to this union's birthday..."

"Although I still want to speak more, I'm sorry, I'm good at being a warrior, more than the elders of the league, if it's too beautiful, a sentence or two is okay, too long, I can't say it, what people really want to hear , Find a time, I beg Elder Akara, let her tell you enough once."

There was a soft laugh on the platform.

"Next, I want to tell you something serious."

The light laughter stopped suddenly, and the silent atmosphere lasted for a moment...

"Presumably, in the past few days, everyone has heard some rumors. Why haven't you seen the figure of Elder Akara recently? And why, this time, I will represent Elder Akara and stand here?"

Talking head-to-head sounded.

"That's because, in order to prepare for this God's birthday, Elder Akara overworked, exhausted his body and needed a good cultivation and recuperation, so he couldn't stand here to say hello to everyone."

Suddenly, the whispered just now turned into a loud exclaimation, and a panic-stricken emotion enveloped the entire Rog Square, just because Akara was tired and needed a rest, which could cause such huge fluctuations and panic. This shows her status in the camp.

"quiet!!!"

A roar shook all the sounds down.

"The reason for telling this news to everyone is that I want everyone to know how much Elder Akara has paid for this birthday, therefore, if you really respect the Great Elder, please Please work hard, and have a good time on this Christmas Day, even if it is reluctant, please be happy, after the physical recovery of the elder elder, you can see your happy smile at first sight, this is the best for her Good return, can you do it?!!!"

After the large square was quiet for a while, it suddenly burst out of the roar that made the clouds above the sky shaken.

"Oh------------!!!"

"The voice is too low, I didn't hear it, or to say, you only love and appreciate Elder Akara, is there only so little?!!!"

"Oh oh oh ——————————————————!!!!!!!!!”

The louder roar broke through the atmosphere and went straight to the end of the ethereal sky.

Under the vast expanse of sky, it rang through for half a minute, and the roar of dang returned to burning.

"I sincerely feel the sincerity of everyone. Here, as an admirer of the Great Elder, I am very touched and determined to take the lead and take the lead in replacing the position of Elder Akara. Maybe have a good time on God’s birthday."

There was another light laughter. The anxious emotion just now was almost dimmed by the excitement, the **** roar, and the understanding smile at this time.

"The above is what I want to say as an agent of the Alliance elder and the elder of Akala."

The voice fell, and the square suddenly became quiet again. Everyone knows that there must be some text below.

"Next, I want to be a warrior and an alliance adventurer. In this capacity, I would like to say a few words to you. I hope you will not think I'm too wordy."

Looking at a quiet crowd, I took a deep breath with my eyes closed, slowly opened my eyes, and the voice also softened and relaxed.

"My friends, as well as people who know me, should know that I, Druid Wu Fan, came here eight years ago to officially start my experience as an alliance adventurer."

"I don’t want to experience these eight years, and I don’t want to say here, if you want to know, no problem, we can find some time to talk about it, including letting everyone peep the elder Fan’s cheats, although it may be It will disappoint you."

There was a laugh on the stage.

"I want to tell you that in the past eight years, I have been in this camp for the three birthdays, and the second year after coming to the camp, once, three years ago, once, and now, once, a total of three times."

"Although the experience of the three birthdays is really a little bit pitiful compared to many people who have lived in the camp for a lifetime, but I still can't help but think about it seriously and want to ask everyone."

The sound paused here, and the square became quiet again.

"Everyone remembers what it was like to have a birthday three years ago, six years ago? Longer ago? It even dates back hundreds of years?"

Whispering softly...

"Every year ago, God’s birthday was clearer to me than everyone. As for what it was hundreds of years ago, everyone must be as clear as it is from the book. I only took the God’s birth I know. Today, my thoughts, tell everyone about it."

"Hundreds of years ago, even on God's birthday, people were still in a state of panic. A god's birthday was held like a funeral, and even failed several times. By six years ago, the first time I experienced Compared with hundreds of years ago, the Second God’s Birthday was indeed better than I knew. But at that time, it was the second year that the monster attacked the village. In the winter of that year, many people died of starvation and freezing. Although many people are very happy on God’s birthday, it does not include those who lost their loved ones in that disaster and the elder Akara who was sad for this."

Recalling the monster attack on the village seven years ago, hundreds of thousands of people on the square faced Qi Qiran. Most of the people here have experienced that disaster and all know the hardships of those days.

However, that is definitely not the most difficult and dark years they have experienced. It was almost common for people to starve to death every winter in such difficult days longer and longer ago.

"Three days ago, no one in the camp died frozen or starved to death. The poor people received timely relief. That day, I thought it would be the most splendid and joyous day I saw. ."

"But today, this god's birthday is extended from one day to five days. According to the theoretical calculation method, everyone will reap five times the joy."

A laugh.

"I think everyone should know what I want to say. That's right. It's a change. From hundreds of years ago to now, our alliance has really become stronger, from the hard work of resisting the hell, even the gods. I have no time to take care of my birthday. At this moment, I will enjoy the five-day joy of God’s birthday."

"Faced with the hell, we started to become more surplus!!"

Palms pressed heavily on the chest... feeling that a heartbeat melody that fluctuated with the years of history was excited at the chest, and quickly turned into sky-blooded blood and fighting intent, and thoughts and voices became unaffected by the brain control.

This **** man is going crazy...it's really time to come.

"So wake up, bastards!!!"

All of a sudden, the audience was shocked.

"These five days may be ordinary people’s festivals, but it’s not a festival for our soldiers. It’s just a prelude. Five days later, in the future, the time spent in training is our carnival, and the battlefield is ours. stage!!!"

There was a loud bang, a huge knight sword that was five or six meters high, cha to the ground, the hard floor blessed by the magic array failed to block the blade edge, the sword body was deeply plunged into it, and stood tall in the center of the high platform.

The whole square buzzed with this sword. The plain, non-glossy knight knight sword exuded a **** blood and warfare enough to suffocate hundreds of thousands of people.

This is not a sword intention that can be accumulated by the number of killings. Only by slashing the strong, contaminated with the blood of the strong, and imprisoning their wisp of will in them, can such a majestic and majestic momentum be burst out.

How many strong people's blood is contaminated can have this kind of warfare that makes hundreds of thousands of people breathe the blood, all the adventurers in the heart, while the warfare is rising, can't help but rush out of this deep Deep thoughts.

This is the sword of that man on stage, is that man's record?

"Do you know? Every time I go to God's birthday, the bigger I see it, the more I will feel the heartfelt excitement-not only because I can spend a better day of God's birthday happily. The important thing is that a better Christmas day represents a stronger alliance! We can finally raise our heads under the oppression of the **** and fight against them. We finally have enough capital to fight back and have oppressed us. The enemy, we have to let it cost ten million times. When I think of this, I will be full of blood. For our soldiers, what can be more happy than this revenge?!"

"For us, what could be more enjoyable than cutting off the aggressor's head and carrying it in his hand?!"

"For us, what could be more beautiful than dyeing the blood of those monsters to every inch of the land?!!!"

"No-no-no -!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Suddenly, the adventurers on the high platform boiled, and even the warriors of all ethnic groups, as well as many civilians, stood upright, clenched their fists, and roared in **** battle days.

"This extraordinarily grand birthday is undoubtedly a major turning point for our alliance. It not only proves that the elders of Akala want to realize the dream of prosperity and prosperity of the alliance. It takes decades of hard work to take the first step. At the same time, it is also our counter-attack horn that sounds to the Hells, the soldiers, it is time, then our carnival day, the battlefield, is our stage, trampling all the monsters that invaded us on the ground. , Made into féi materials, no, this is not enough, we will kill to **** until the heads of the four demon kings and the three demon gods are taken back, made into wine glasses, drink 300, and pour their blood on the altar, Let Blood Moon be eclipsed when he sees it. This is the end of our carnival, before that—"

Lifting the snow-white cloak high, it's like embracing the whole square, with arms wide open. My face now must be the same gritty and bloodthirsty as the adventurers on the stage.

Is it appropriate to say these on the birthday of God?

Forget it, it doesn't matter anymore.

"Before this -----!!!" Across the square, Gao Dang echoed his voice.

"Before that, let us have a carnival! Kill our enemies, let the endless sea of ​​lava in **** overflow with their blood, fill their bodies, and enjoy every day. The holiday killing!!!"

"Kill ——Kill ——Kill ——!!!!!!"

In the roar of blood and screaming battle, I turned quietly and left the platform.

Oops, I forgot to take back Wudi Sword! ! !

The footsteps just stepped into the shadow of the passage, leaving the sight of everyone, and I immediately remembered the Emperor Wu sword that I was chasing on the center of the high platform, and I couldn't help but burst into tears against the side wall.

That's a very important thing. After mastering the control of the energy increase, you can increase the fighting power of Hell Fighting Bear several times. It was with this sword of the Emperor Wu that I was able to get the horror of the quasi-world power level of that painful worm. Supported for a while under pressure! ! !

Do you want to go back and get it now? No, I don’t do it. I always feel that this kind of behavior is like a president who turned a somersault after leaving a beautiful speech, but accidentally stepped on the banana peel and slipped to the ground, just happened to be shot by all the shots. Catch it right now.

There is nothing worse than this.

Covering his forehead with regret, it was almost a heavy step by step, and I took the step of leaving.

Out of the square, the sacrificial team was still waiting, so I was sad again, patronizing people crazy, and forgot to announce the start of the sacrificial ceremony.

You see, no, these ceremonial officers are staying one by one, must be very embarrassed about their current position, is it possible to enter now? The stipulated time for the sacrifice is about to pass.

But over the square, the **** screams of ghosts did not mean to stop. At this time, if you go in and start your own sacrifice... Isn't that more embarrassing?

Therefore, the appearance of my culprit was watched by all the sacrificial staff.

Turning back, facing the eyes, somehow, but suddenly dissipated like a frightened bird and a beast, her eyes reflected in the middle of the crowd, Her Royal Highness, she was scared like a kitten in thunder and lightning, the whole body Trembling, under my gaze, the pretty face of * rose a little blush.

Forget it, I don't care.

Taking this opportunity ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ I sneaked away, put on its unremarkable black cloak, and slipped into one of the hundreds of square entrances.

"Could it be said... Actually, in my soul that is insulting and insulting, there is a **** soul hidden in it?"

After half an hour of pathfinding...cough, mainly because of fear of accidentally knocking down the old grandpa next to me, so slow, definitely not because mí road couldn't find the position of the leader seat and turned around on the high platform. After several laps, the little fox, who couldn't see it, finally came back.

All in all, after sitting down, I feel that I must deepen my deep analysis of the mystery of my unsolved soul, maybe our past life is really a hero of the world...well, at least it is very powerful and violent, Emperor Wu Xiong, who has a sudden chest out of his chest that can make his enemies unprepared by the unexpected trick v-shaped death...

I was able to write a certain line more warmly and vigorously, because today I have been conceived for most of the day (the result is that I was drilled by the iron fist of the ss at work). It was only when I actually wrote the pen. Many things I thought of were unusable. The text is shown, and the long-winded disease is unknowingly committed again, and it is really the level of third-rate writers. Forget it, I just want to accept my readers. Whatever the world destroys, it doesn’t matter, wooh~ ~