Diablo Destruction

The first chapter of the two hundred and forty-five chapters means that...

"Is this medicine ineffective for women?"

Muradin's thick eyebrows flicked, a little unimaginable what the world would look like if he heard "yes" from the other person's mouth.

It must be a more desperate view than the Hell tribe has completely occupied the entire dark continent.

"No."

Farah's answer was expected, and Muradin was relieved.

"After all, why did the illusionist invent this strange magic potion?" Immediately, Muradin asked again.

"Well..."

Farah pondered for a moment, as if pondering something, and then slowly spoke out.

"Although I'm not quite sure, but from the illusionist's tomb, I found a piece of broken notes left by him. I found a clue." Set his mind, in Muradin's curious gaze , He continued strangely.

"That illusionist...when I was young, I probably envied the woman...I just said, from the text, I feel that he seems to blame God, blame his parents, why not let himself come to this world as a daughter... Probably like this."

"Oh~~~~"

Do not know if it was contemplation or a short circuit in the brain. From the mouth of Muradin's face covered with white beard, a meaningful sigh was issued.

"It seems that for this reason, he only started to study illusion... and finally became a generation of illusion masters, originally made with his magic, and turned into a woman. It was hand in hand, no effort, but gradually, he did not Satisfied with this, he was exhausted and exhausted his lifelong power to create the magic potion named if it was a woman. When it was successfully created, others would be old, even if the magic potion was used, it would become nothing It was an old woman with white hair and gray, which was no longer useful to him. In one breath, he took his life's hard work into the coffin."

With Farah's slow and painful narrative, it seems that there is a bitter life of a bitter illusionist, which is vividly displayed in front of the two.

"This guy... has the intention to tinker with this illusion, so it is better to directly study how to completely transform himself into a woman."

Although Muradin does not have a high IQ, he has also served as a dwarf king, and his knowledge is extraordinary. In one sentence, he pointed out the pain of the painful magician.

"We have to understand him. After all, he is a boy. Probably, although he envyes women, but at the same time, he has a little nostalgia for his current identity, or is conservative, or limited to secular views. So I came up with this compromise method to realize my dream."

Farah was obviously deeper and farther than Muradin thought, and with the broken notes, he had already struggled with the illusionist's heart and guessed something.

"Say... why she wanted to be a woman so much." Muradin looked at forty-five degrees, and only felt that today's Red Moon is particularly happy.

"God knows..." Farah followed Yuanmu.

"That guy... is probably perverted." Muradin again showed what he said in the former dwarf king.

"It should be..." Farah was undeniable.

"and many more!"

Muradin suddenly thought of something. His body jumped a distance of ten meters away from Farah, blowing his beard and staring, looking at the other side alertly.

"I said the miser, would you like to use this illusion on me."

Farah froze for a moment, then stared at the other person suddenly, and suddenly a sentence came.

"What will happen if you use this medicine on you?"

As soon as the words ended, both of them froze, seemingly imagining the appearance of Muradin after using the illusion, and the atmosphere was silent for a while.

After a while...

"Well, I believe you won't use it on me." Muradin burst into tears.

"Yeah, it's just a situation of losing both sides to you." Farah also burst into tears.

Losing Muradin's face, blinding Farah's eyes, was hurting both sides.

"And, there is another reason." Settling, he crushed an extreme picture just imagined in his mind, and Farah continued to speak eloquently.

"I'm also worried. Join me to use this magic medicine to tease others. For example, you can't guarantee that one day, these medicines won't be outflowed. Finally, they are used by others and they are stoned and smashed on their feet."

"What do you mean?"

Feeling something in Farah's words, it seemed to imply something, Muradin couldn't help but stepped up and asked in a low voice.

"That is to say... I have destroyed the alchemy recipe of the illusion. Although it is a pity, this thing is too dangerous. Keep it, in case it will be used on yourself one day-even if it is only 1 in 10,000. The odds are good, and I don’t want to bet."

"This is the reason." Muradin nodded.

"Second, the alchemy recipe of the illusion medicine is, after all, the talented illusionist, the painstaking work of a poor life. The complexity and sophistication of its production process, even if I have successfully experimented once, if there is no recipe, compare the steps one by one. Can’t be made again.”

"You guys, really talk around the circle, that is to say, that recipe burned, no one in this world can make this medicine anymore."

Muradin frowned, expressing his dissatisfaction with the old man's twists and turns, and then his brows spread again.

Farah's words completely relieved him. In this world, except for the illusions that have been made and are in the hands of the two, there will be no other things, which makes Muradin feel safe in terms of morality. sense.

Although these two old men, there is no morality at all.

However, as Farah's old rival for many years, Muradin vaguely felt that the previous words were just an introduction, and the next words were the focus.

Sure enough, Farah thief blinked a few times, shaking his sparse beard, showing a strange smile, and extended a third finger.

"Thirdly, although the illusion can no longer be made, but after all, we still have a lot of finished products on hand, maybe some day, we accidentally ran out, so, in the process of making the illusion, Added a little bit of material."

Seeing Farah holding a blush, his old face was full of conspiracy smirks, and Muradin was suddenly surprised.

"What did you add?"

"Hum, from now on, please call this Elder Ben-Super Magic Fara." Pridefully put an e and raised the medicine bottle in his hand.

"The effect after the addition is-these magic drugs are only useful for Wu Xiaozi, and will not work for anyone else."

Muradin was stunned, and after understanding the meaning of this sentence, the old face, which was browned by charcoal fire, wrinkled with a smile, like a daisy bursting out suddenly, and gave a thumbs up to the lifeless Farah.

"Miao, ruthless, good, old opponent, I admire you for the first time today!"

"Hum, that's fine, but I'm studying the magic structure of the effects created by the illusionist under the assumptions, and I have gained some small insights, and then experimented with these magic drugs."

Although the mouth is humble, the expression on the face, but the nose is almost up.

"Okay, this way, we will be safe. I really convinced you. I didn't expect that the illusionist was a poor researcher for a lifetime. You just researched and explored the door in just a few days."

Muradin's thumbs were held high and low. He really admired Farah's magical attainments. It was almost...catch up with his talent in forging.

"Where is it, it's still far away." Farah stunned and laughed.

This is not his modesty. Even if his face is thick, he can't stand the words that Muradin just said.

Admittedly, assuming a conditional magical structure, he found out a little way, but the biggest mystery above this illusion is not this kind of magical structure, but a deeper level, far beyond the current magical understanding, only belongs to the ancients The theory only possessed in the most glorious period of magic-magic and human body structure.

The most powerful thing about this kind of illusion is that it is applied to magic and human structure. Its illusion effect can directly act on a mysterious substance (also known as gene, dn) that determines heredity. This is a mysterious substance that determines the structure of the human body, and then add the principle of assumed conditional magic structure.

Only in this way can the magical effect of the mysterious material remain unchanged, only after changing the gender, that is, if the woman is literally, it does not become a woman's appearance casually, and It is true, if the chromosome is naughty and gently moved when you are beeped, it will change you from a man to a woman. When you grow up to this age, what will it look like? The appearance.

Because of this, the talented illusionist, who has at least domain-level strength, means that he can live at least three hundred years and spend at least three hundred years, maybe five hundred years, seven hundred years or more. It took a long time before this illusion was developed.

Although Farah is a genius, he can only stay away from the magic and human structure that has long disappeared and represents the pinnacle of magical civilization. This is like being in the Stone Age. Even a smart person can’t cross several Obstructed by the civilized class, the method of manufacturing aircraft tanks was studied.

It is said that... before the invasion of the Hells, the Holy See, as the pinnacle of human rights, seems to retain a small fragment of this mysterious knowledge. Of course, this is just a rumor, even if it is true, the Holy See is completely wiped out by the Hells. That knowledge has long since turned into ashes.

In just a short time, Farah turned countless thoughts in his mind, leaving endless yearnings, regrets and sighs.

Of course, these things, he will not explain to Muradin, not to mention other things, with the IQ of this dwarf winter melon, tell him that he does not understand, and would be troublesome.

"By the way, I said miser, how much illusion is there."

Knowing that this medicine could not work on himself, Muradin's last hanging heart was completely relaxed, and his elbow pressed the stunned Farah, mysteriously asked.

Farah, who returned to God, issued a series of menacing laughter and raised a finger.

"The amount on our hands... added up enough to keep the stinky boy in his life."

Muradin was dumbfounded, and then the two old men uttered conspiracy laughs together...

"No, Wu Xiaozi's performance is over."

His eyes fell on the stage, Farah was startled, staring closely at the figure, silently counting time.

When that figure disappeared behind the scenes, within a few seconds, there was a wave of magic.

Farah knew that this represented the disappearance of the effect, and Wu Xiaozi returned to its original state.

As expected, the time calculation was just right.

He sighed with a little pride, and a little regret, why was it not earlier, when the stink boy finished singing, and hadn't had time to step down, the illusion was cancelled. The emoji on the face will be very interesting.

Of course, Farah can only think about it in his heart. After all, he and Muradin, but in the presence of Lin Yalena, vowed to promise, in case Wu Xiaozi really came out with such a big embarrassment, Lin Ya and Lena One will not let them go, and Akara will never let them go.

"What are you waiting for, flash people!"

Seeing Farah still in a daze, Muradin tugged at him, and the two acted as thieves, bent over, cat feet, and disappeared into the night with a churn...

...

Back behind the scenes, I looked up proudly.

As expected, the performance of this song **** has won unprecedented applause and cheers, conquered with singing... No, it is a dream to save the world, and has taken a solid step.

Look, those guys who are already cheering and admiring when they are off the stage... Well, really a stupid group of people, do you really like that? Not to mention, you are just like that, with no resistance, please surrender to the song of the **** of the song, ha ha ha ha~~~! ! !

Having said that, from the cheers, I heard a murmur like "Song Ji~~~歌姬~~~", is my ear hallucinating?

It should be "God of God~~God of God~~~" Right, I must have heard it wrong.

Going back to the waiting room, I suddenly found Linya, Lena, Velas, Sarah, Sanwu, and the unruly maid, all inside, surrounded by a semi-circular pinch, encircling our regiment.

I was shocked. What are they doing?

Immediately afterwards, I found the girls staring at their faces with complex looks.

What's going on, what happened?

I was stared at in horror, and subconsciously took out a sharp broad sword, and took a picture of it against the mirror-like blade.

It’s nothing weird. It’s the ordinary appearance of scumming. There is no rice grains on the corners of the mouth, and there is no **** in the corners of the eyes. Although ordinary, this face is still fresh and clean.

"Everyone... what's wrong with this?"

Seeing the stranger atmosphere, I couldn't help but throw a stone carefully.

"...!!!"

Unexpectedly, just now, the girls in front of them seemed to react from the loss, showing a startled look, and then laughed one by one, and the one who laughed was called a fake.

Even the simplest, and least proficient in lying, has become an actor.

"No... nothing, Brother Wu, congratulations."

It was still Linya who calmed down first, stepped forward slightly, and gave me a hug.

"Brother, the performance was really great."

Little Sarah jumped lightly, jumped up and hung on my neck, put on her lips, and kissed gently on my cheek to show her a prize.

Immediately afterwards, in addition to Princess Sanwu and Jie Luka, the other two girls also expressed their blessings.

At this time, suddenly a Roger came in from the outside and hurriedly said something to Linya. I didn't listen carefully. It seemed to refer to the words of Old Farah and Mu Dwarf Melon.

By the way, what happened to these two old men? My performances are all over, and their revenge has been delayed. Could it be that they really swallowed this breath? impossible.

When I was puzzled, Linya and Lena did not know what was in a hurry, and had left in a hurry. Velas and Sarah tilted their heads and seemed to think of something. They left behind them and the two little maids It is the queen.

Suddenly appear, and suddenly go.

Looking at the empty waiting room, I was confused.

It seems that everyone knows what to order, and it's very uncomfortable to feel hidden in the drum.

Having said that, what about the stupid damsel Aleus? Why didn't I see her, when I just finished the show, I didn't find her existed, where did I go, I wouldn't escape!

Faced with the confusing reality, I was even more confused, and countless question marks appeared in my mind.

Just then, the holy white light suddenly bloomed, instantly illuminating the entire waiting room...

On the other side, Farad and Muradin who drove back fart were blocked.

Appeared in front of them, UU reading www. uukanshu.com is a gentle and quiet smile, but people do not feel a trace of warmth Linya and Lena.

It was similar to the smirk of Akala's old fox. At that moment, Farah and Muradin shuddered together, and four words flashed in their hearts at the same time.

The comers are not good!

Just as the two of them subconsciously stepped back and wanted to apply oil to the soles of their feet, from behind, holding a frying pan in their hands, the angry Verras who slightly bulged their cheeks, and the icy flame burning in their eyes, carrying prestige Rin was so beautiful, Sarah slowly pulled out the mage's sword.

Before they could react, the left and right wings, the figures of Little Jasmine and Jeluka emerged silently from the darkness.

At the same time, hidden in the surrounding night, at least hundreds of soldiers breathed lightly.

Be completely surrounded!

Thanks to the support of Dugu-Aotian children's shoes, congratulations to the new head.

Half a month later, there are only 75 shots, and it's done~~~~ It's not awesome. ! ~!