Diablo Destruction

>Chapter one thousand five hundred and fifty-four holding a strong spirit

"This is going to blame the little brother for being careless, didn't you just admit it? In fact, I have found something special about the fallen Roger." Sa Qili waved the spoon in her hand, making a gesture on my forehead. Make a note.

"During the battle, how could you think so much, and every fallen Rogge is the same." I was a little depressed. The main reason was the latter reason.

From the perspective of themselves as different races, these eleven fallen rogers, except for the difference in the weapons in their hands, are almost all printed in a mold. During battle, these fallen rogers stand Interspersed with each other, how can I take care of so much for a while, I was not sure until after the stroke, but it was too late at this time.

"So men, it's not careful enough." Saqili pressed the spoon hard.

"Cough, Sa Qili, it touched us as I said, but I discovered the abnormality of the fallen Roger early."

Shashik put down the tableware in his hand and reluctantly retorted. As for Tulakov, he did not know whether it was the default or was attracted by the food in his hand. He did not take into account the dialogue here. A bowl should really prepare a big pot for him.

"This is the truth." Sa Qili said for granted, pointing to the soup.

"Salt, put a little less. How many times have I told you before? Is this called carefulness?"

"I like to eat lighter." Shahick's expression stiffened and he still said hard.

"So good, don't put salt in your share later."

"Sorry, I was wrong."

Seeing this scene, I couldn't help laughing.

"Little brother, you are not allowed to laugh." Sa Qili now looks like a nagging, nosy housewife, but it contains gratitude for her concern.

"In our eyes, the appearance of monsters of the same kind is indeed difficult to distinguish, but the battle between life and death can not be ignored if you can tell. The monsters of the same appearance will have a difference in strength and fighting style, even if they can't recognize all of them. But at least, those who are special and can pose a threat to themselves must remember it, know where it is, and give priority to solving them if they have the conditions, you know?"

"I see, I see." I nodded again and again.

It's not that I have no experience in fighting groups of enemies. On the contrary, most of the time I'm a heads-up group, even in the first world of Kurast, near the spider's nest, I once dealt with tens of thousands of spider monsters by myself.

It's just that these battles are all under the situation of disparity in strength. I don't have to remember which ordinary monster is stronger and which is weaker. Anyway, it is a spike. Anyway, they can't pose a threat to themselves. There are only four categories: lord, elite, boss, and ordinary.

So, what Sa Qili said about it, every ordinary adventurer must have a common sense in mind. I know nothing about it. I can only memorize it. Of course, I can’t know if I can actually use it. Don’t see if I can It’s a special case to easily distinguish between Cyrus and Ecole. It’s not that I boast, and my ability to identify similar-looking items is poor.

There is really no way to boast...

"In fact, in the middle of the battle, you should realize that the enemy is conspiracy." Seeing me humbly, Sa Qili was very satisfied.

"why would you say so?"

"Don't you think it's weird, why are these fallen Rogers so brave that they have no chance of winning and are still fighting desperately?"

"It's a bit unimaginable, and it's not the brainless projection avatars of the first and second world."

"But, they all escaped later."

"Yeah, suddenly I ran away. The contrast was so great that I was frightened."

"This just shows that their previous brave performance actually contained a conspiracy that could reverse the battle. In the end, the conspiracy did not succeed, so they fled in a hurry."

I kept nodding.

"So, after this lesson, younger brother, you must remember that except for a few **** monsters that never die, other monsters will still be afraid of death. Once there is no chance of winning, they will run away. When you and the monsters above the boss level During the battle, the other party clearly has no chance of winning, but still insists. There are only two situations, or it judges that it is impossible to escape from your hand and chooses to fight against the water. In addition, the only possibility is that it has a back hand , You have to be very careful at this time."

I continued to nod and peck rice, nodded, carefully thought about what I just said, and suddenly noticed a little.

"Aunt Qili, why did you specify

What? "

"You have fought ordinary monsters before. Have you escaped after seeing them collapse?" Sa Qili seemed to know that I would ask this question. She smiled leisurely and asked back.

I shook my head. This is indeed the case. It should be that I have dealt with the monsters of the first and second world a lot. It is a matter of course that they are defeated and not run.

"That's because ordinary monsters, even if they break away and escape, it's hard to escape."

"why?"

"The rules of **** are cruel. Even monsters of the same kind and different groups will kill each other. A single monster who encounters any other monster will be caught, tortured, and killed. , Eat, so they are willing to be killed by our adventurers, and they can die happily."

"What about the boss level?" I nodded suddenly, and continued to ask.

"Monsters of the boss level or above, their individual strength is strong, their survivability is greatly increased, and they are not too afraid of ordering. In addition, they can find some squads composed of low-level monsters, join them, redevelop, and continuously improve. In terms of survivability and status in the Icy Plains, ordinary monsters are also willing to have more powerful leaders in order to survive."

"That is to say, if a monster team sees a monster that is weaker than itself, the first reaction is food and toys. If it sees a monster that is stronger than itself, it will breed and survive. Hope that the other party It’s like being able to join in and lead yourself, right."

"Roughly this is true." Sa Qili nodded and smiled.

"Of course, there are also special cases, such as the timid monsters such as the sinking demon. Once the leader dies, it can escape at any time. In the third world, many things can no longer be referenced by the information of the first and second world. Only by experiencing it for yourself will you know and remember it. There are still some important things that you may not be able to comprehend in battle. You have to walk more here, see more, think more, and sum up more."

"I know, thank you, Aunt Qili." I respectfully gave Sa Qili a spoon of soup to show gratitude.

What she said is exactly what I need to learn, but it is difficult for a person to experience it. I will not be inferior to Saqili in terms of strength, but I have to ask my head to ask for a lot of third-world knowledge beyond strength. It was Raphael's purpose for the three of them to lead me through the experience.

"Oh, oh, why is the soup that the younger spoons in his own, especially delicious?" After taking a sip, Sa Qili covered her cheeks and made her happy.

"If I could get rid of my aunt's name, I would have no expectations in my life."

I:"……"

It turned out that she was still thinking about it.

This time, before I had time to change the subject, Tulakov next to him shouted, attracting our attention.

"This...this...this...this..."

He kept eating, as if his throat was choked, and he couldn't say a word for a while.

"What are you talking about?" Shahick asked impatiently.

"This vegetable pie is so delicious, bastard!!!" Tulakov roared with tears in his mouth as he swallowed half of the pancake in his hand.

It's too exaggerated.

I am funny looking at the look that Turakoff moved, hey, wait, he just ate...

Looking at the lunch box on the ground, it turned out to be true. It was the dry food that Velas made for me.

I know that when I was training in my foreign experience, most of the three meals a day were the mainstream meat and bread for adventurers. Therefore, the dry food she prepared for me was almost all related to vegetables, but the storage time of vegetables was very short. To make a dried vegetable food that can guarantee the taste and can be preserved for a long time, Velas can be described as painstakingly. This vegetable pie is an exclusive recipe that she has researched, and outsiders cannot easily imitate this taste.

"The skin is crispy, but the inside is soft. The vegetables are well sealed in this layer of soft noodle meat, and it tastes almost like fresh. It is unparalleled in taste and taste."

While talking, Turakoff solved at a very fast speed about a finger-thick, one-foot-wide diameter of the cake, licking his fingers with unpretentious meaning.

"It's so delicious?" Sa Qili's voice was a little bit dissatisfied, looking at the broth she made, her cheeks bulging slightly, and her expression was like a kid who was robbed of the limelight.

"You know if you eat it yourself," Turakoff said, but the devil's claws reached the last piece without hesitation.

As a result, Shahick and Saqili had a clear division of labor. One kicked Tulakov off, and the other grabbed the vegetable pie and divided it into two parts. They first put it in front of them and observed curiously.

"It tastes better if you stick to the broth," I reminded with a little pride.

"No!!! Younger brother, why didn't you remind me just now?" Tulakov, who was kicked off, heard me saying this, and hugged his bald head in regret.

"Look at your lumps?" Sa Qili despised him, and did not follow my prompt, put it in her mouth gently, and then froze.

"This is... it could not have been bought in the camp..." she muttered.

"Not Raphael's craftsmanship..." Shahick, who also took a bite, was also calmed down.

"Is it younger brother... you brought it?"

"Well, my wife made it for me." I said vaguely.

"Wife? Linya? I didn't expect her craft to be so good, much better than Raphael." Sakiri sighed in appreciation.

"This... Linya's craftsmanship is indeed not bad."

I wanted to say that it wasn’t Linya who did it, but Velas, but this involved a lot of topics, and they would definitely ask why Velas didn’t come with me to the third world, to help me with all my heart and care. They lied and felt uncomfortable in my heart, but if they didn't lie, it would involve the secret of positioning and transmission. I hesitated and dealt with it vaguely.

Sorry, everyone, this is not a matter for me alone, so there is no way to disclose.

"Very good, younger brother, after you go back, let your baby wife make more delicious food." Sa Qili cheered, and the other two were full of anticipation. You can know by watching the spice in the camp. Wowo, I'm not too surprised by Sa Qili's greedy performance.

It’s just that Raphael has to figure out how to deal with the past. Linya’s craftsmanship is indeed good, but there is still a gap compared to Verras. The difference is that there is no way to hide this group of foodies. Taste.

"Speaking, younger brother..." After the meal, everyone rested against the tree and rested, talking about some daily topics. Suddenly, Sa Qili turned around and seemed to be discussing important things. This is not even Tulakov and Shahic also raised their ears.

"Actually, brother, you have been hiding your strength, right." After a while, Sa Qili made a decision and said what was choked in her throat.

"How did you perceive it?" I said this as if I had admitted her words.

I was shocked by the fact that the three people could see this, but I was not surprised. Although I don’t know how they judged it, I thought they had been in the third world camp for more than 30 years. The strength of the realm of the field, that vision and experience is naturally not what I can imagine, even if I see any clues, I will not be surprised.

"Sure enough." Sa Qili looked at each other and all smiled.

"In fact, it is very simple, because the meaning and understanding of the level of the younger brother during the fight are not like that of the current level. They can give people a confidence to stand at a higher level and have a bird's eye view of the entire battle situation."

"What's the matter?" I looked at my hand. Is it true that I still have a little legendary master's breath on my body?

"Of course there is, for example, in the battle just now, the younger brother was degraded by Roger. When he stepped into the trap, he was not panicked even when he was in a dizzy state. Newcomers in the field can show it."

"Maybe it's because I have faith in you and know you will come to save me?" I asked with a smile.

"Little brother said that, but underestimated our vision, whether he is confident in himself or trusts others, I can still tell." Sa Qili said with dissatisfaction.

"Brother newcomer, your trick to get rid of the state of vertigo seems extraordinary. What is it?" Fighting barbarian Tulakov is obviously more interested in my moves. Before Sa Qili continues to ask in depth, Asked busy.

"It's a domineering technique. I learned it from others. How about discussing with each other?"

Such a rare opportunity, Tulakov naturally claimed that even Sakiri, who wanted to find out the secret of my secret, nodded gently.

Can walk to the point where Sakiri, Tulakov, and Shashik are facing powerful enemies at any time. Which one of them is not a high-level combo, and has its own set of defense against negative states, similar to hegemony They all have the skills to force a negative state of immunity.

It's just that after all, the body is invented by the leg hair fairy. As a world power, he is naturally at a height much higher than that of the three people, and the skill of creating the body of the body is better than that of their own thinking.

For me, the leg hair fairy only taught me to use the skill of hegemony, related to his experience in the process of creating this skill, comprehension, experience, but never told me. Now, there are three experienced masters Adventurers, telling their relevant experience along the way, these are the basic process knowledge that I lack the most, and I have benefited a lot after listening.

So this discussion became an exchange meeting, and after more than two hours passed, everyone closed their eyes in a fruitful way, slowly digesting the realization in their minds.

When I opened my eyes, I suddenly found Sa Qili's face occupying all my eyes, and I posted it at a very close distance. It scared me a big jump. I subconsciously wanted to retreat, but found that I was already leaning against the tree.

In all fairness, Saqili is very beautiful. Perhaps, as Turakoff said, she was the most beautiful flower in the camp thirty years ago, and I also believe that time has not changed her appearance much in the past thirty years. Instead, her temperament was pushed to the golden stage of a woman's most mature and attractive. Now, she is probably still the most beautiful flower in the camp... er, one of the flowers, because of the existence of Raphael and Linya .

So, please, please hold this kind of consciousness and realize that you are a great beauty. It is always not good for my heart to put together such a mature and beautiful face suddenly.

"Why...what's the matter, Auntie Chili?" I asked softly at close range, crying and laughing.

"Little brother, there seems to be a very important topic that has been missed?" Sa Qili didn't mean to step back a little, but instead put her smiling face a little closer.

"What topic?"

"About the topic you concealed your strength."

"I... I have already admitted it?" I wanted to send Tulakov and Shahick for help, but found that the vision was blocked by the other's face, and there was no way to cast it to the outside world.

"How could such an answer satisfy me?"

"What kind of satisfying answer do you want?" I was about to cry.

"It depends on your own sincerity~www.ltnovel.com~ Sa Qili smiled and seemed to notice that each other's face was too close, the tip of her nose was about to touch, and her face was slightly red, she finally stopped After approaching, he took a few steps back, his face still with a cunning smile.

"Forget it, I won't force you, but the next battle... the difficulty will continue to increase."

"Isn't this a metamorphosis to force a confession?" I said bitterly, thinking that you might as well force me to say it now. Everyone knows each other and understands, which is also beneficial to the next journey.

The problem is that she is not asking now, I want to say it myself, it feels as if I am afraid of the puzzles she will give me next, uncomfortable, firmly refuse to say, and hide the strength as much as possible, so that you don’t ask So that you don’t ask! !

So, we sighed with each other, intriguingly embarked on the road again.

The National Day holiday is over, with sixty-five thousand words in seven days, barely fulfilling the original promise. The five thousand words in the chapter that is still owed will be made up next weekend.

Finally... finally over, you can go to work, long live to work!