Diablo Destruction

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"Ah, is it Shirley's heir?" The young girl glanced at the knight under her feet, as if containing the **** dead souls of countless enemies dying under her sword. Shivering, I couldn't help thinking of another nickname of the king in front of me.

"Sloppy, far away from Shirley at that time, you must continue to work hard." After a few glances at Miras, the knight girl turned away, turned around, and continued to overlook the foot of Mount Arret.

"Never live up to your expectations, Your Majesty King Arthur." Milas bowed his head deeply, word by word, solemnly speaking the name of the king before him.

King Arthur!

"Hundreds of thousands of years have passed, this dark continent is really a step backward, regardless of skill or experience." Passing by Melas on one knee, King Arthur looked at the devil-level siege beast lying on the ground coldly, saying .

"It's so sad that even this kind of thing, only the realm is reached, and dare to call itself the devil."

"Since the battle of original sins, the power system of the Three Realms has fallen by several levels." Milas stood up and replied humbly behind him, while sweating coldly.

Can this be blamed on the enemy? It's because your martial arts are too powerful. In this world, who else can match you? Even the supreme existence of the angel demon dragon family can't help it.

"Although extremely disappointed, it is not a favorable condition at the moment." King Arthur murmured to himself.

"Millas, how is my mount?"

"There is still no exact news."

"It's an uneasy mount, he can't help it." With a sigh, King Arthur held the scabbard tightly, thinking unwillingly.

Unfortunately, I haven't broken through to the quasi-four wings. Even the current appearance cannot be maintained for a long time, otherwise, it is necessary to kill the world of hell, even if digging the ground three feet and killing the hell, the incompetent and arrogant mount must be pulled out.

"What about Altria?" Shaking his head, King Arthur continued to ask.

"There is still no news."

"No news is good news. The second test is not as gentle as the first. It is a test of patience and perseverance. Even if it goes smoothly, she will have to spend at least another six months to complete the test."

Thinking of the second test set by himself, the corner of King Arthur's mouth slightly ticked, and the serious cold face finally showed a hint of mischievous smile.

of course. From Milas's point of view, this smile was full of murderousness, and he could not help worrying about his king, opened his mouth, and wanted to give some information to the test setter in front of him. But thinking that Wang has entered the test, even now the information cannot be communicated. She was frustrated.

"If you have time to worry about others, you might as well worry about yourself. If Shirley sees his descendants as weak, he will definitely... well, he will play hard." Thinking of the character of the knight, even King Arthur Can't help but have a headache.

"I also have to work hard. I must break through to the quasi-four-wing realm as soon as possible, so that I can be sure enough to go to the world of **** and retrieve the incompetent mounts that are in trouble."

He murmured, and suddenly, King Arthur's body turned into countless white flashes, and even Milas had to close his eyes. When he opened it again, the noble and magnificent King Arthur had disappeared.

What about people?

She rubbed her eyes in disbelief, and at this moment, a small figure suddenly jumped on her shoulder, terrifying Milas.

"I'm still stunned what to do, really a useless heir. Let's go, let's go quickly. Ben Ang is going to kill, kill him." King Arthur, who became a hand-made, whispered milk Waving the toothpick sword in his hand angrily, he pointed forward, just like the commanding generals of thousands of horses, commanding Milas with fascination.

Miras: "..."

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"Bise Meow, still thinking about Cousin Meow?" Lin Lv Bar, who was scolded by the proprietress as a trio of unscrupulous businessmen, has returned and started her daily work.

The adventurer outside shouted for wine, but Bess put her hands on the bar, holding her chin in a daze.

Unpredictable, Fanny appeared from behind her, patted her shoulder, and woke up Bess.

"It's just...it's been a long time since there was no news from the elders, so it was...so only..."

Her feelings for a certain druid, not to mention the bar trio, can be seen even by other outsiders, and over time, Bess was too lazy to refute.

"It's true. After my cousin went to the third world, no news has been heard for more than half a year." Fanny said to herself, showing a trace of worry in the angle that Bess couldn't see.

As the most popular bar in Kurast Harbour, adhering to all the nature of other bars, the news of the Greenwood Bar is undoubtedly the most well-informed. Usually when a druid comes back, he can get the news immediately, no more than the night on the campsite. If it is If you pay attention at all times, with the popularity of a certain druid, you can learn most of his public information in the Linlu bar. Of course, how many points are true and false depends on your own selection.

But now, for half a year or so, no news came, and the maid trio also visited the camp once. The news was that a druid was still in the third world and had not returned.

The general situation is like this, but Fini also has her own secret message channel, knowing some more confidential information, for example, now, she is the three of them, the only one who knows that her cousin has fallen into the world of hell, Can't come back.

How could this kind of news be opened to tell Bess, with Bess's character, if he heard such bad news, he would definitely be unable to withstand the blow and fainted.

"Relax. The cousin is so powerful, no matter what danger it encounters, it can be turned into a meow. Just like when I go to explore the tomb, no matter what dangerous organs and enemies I encounter, I can escape from the dead." Fanny patted. Chest guarantee.

"Listening to this, I feel more at ease." Bessie sighed, playing with a little key and continuing to be in a daze.

"Bise, Fini, the distinguished guest is here." Just then. Oona's voice came from outside.

Just as Bess fiddled with her bangs to cover her eyes as much as possible, she walked out of the corner two little princesses that looked exactly the same.

It was Cyrus and Ecole, followed by Lilith and Jeluka...

Return to the first world camp.

"Little Jasmine, after dinner, come out. It's bad for the body to be bored in the room for too long." Velas came to the door. Knocked, and waited for a while, there was still no movement.

Looking at the note [closed] attached to the door, Velas sighed heavily.

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Hell world. . .

The ice sculpture that seemed eternal, shattered again, and a druid emerged from it. Falling to the ground, hissing his air, trembling, unable to move.

When the body is better, I switch to SPLaY bear transformation. To speed up recovery.

[If this freezes, what year and month will it take to break through? It’s not as fast as self-cultivation. ] Feeling in the ice, after a long time, I couldn’t help complaining, blaming Evelina for a bad idea.

[In fact, it is not as long as you think. The first freeze lasted for nearly two days. This time was half an hour less than the last time. 】Evelina said unhurriedly, the attitude of suspending nothing from one's own to the other was very irritating.

Yeah, yeah, my suffering really has nothing to do with it, it would be more appropriate to say that gloating and gloating is more appropriate.

[After so little time? ] I can't believe it.

It seemed as if the mind and body were imprisoned in a pure white narrow room, stunned, unable to think, and waiting for the passage of time little by little, the kind of painful torture of the soul is really difficult to express.

[Anyway, even if your brain is still dumbfounded, there is nothing to think about, is it? ] Evelina vomited.

[Shut up, it's better than your stupid sword without a brain. 】I was angry and angry at the time. This thing was clearly underestimating my mortal IQ. I occasionally still use my brain to think about something, such as thinking of Velas, thinking of Sarah, thinking of Linya...

In short, in this way, it is indeed that I have lengthened the time in the long, lonely and boring wait, but in fact it did not take long.

Two days... still acceptable, and with the further improvement of the demon moon wolf witch, the frozen time will continue to decrease.

Okay, just go for it in one go!

[By the way, remind you by the way, don’t try to reply quickly, switch to this form, even after breaking the ice, the body of the demon moon wolf will continue to be stimulated until you can’t feel the chill completely, don’t waste it. . 】

[Got it, wordy! 】

I whispered, and switched the demon moon wolf witches again, the toes jumped a little high, and stepped on the ice mark.

With a click, a third ice sculpture with a different posture was formed.

The next day, I broke through the ice again, and after the cold line rolled over the ground for a while, after the cold on my body faded away, I set foot on it again.

Another second day...

The next day...

I don’t know how many the second day passed. Slowly, even if I was trapped in the white world, I felt that the time was infinitely elongated, I also realized that the frozen time became shorter, it should be only about half of the original .

According to the two days that Evelina first pointed out, that is to say, the frozen time is now about one day.

How much time did I pay for this harvest? It's not clear, maybe half a month, maybe a month, but it should not exceed 40 days.

The bigger change is the body of the demon moon wolf witch. Now, I can feel the full force of freezing, which is full and surging in the body, which is a full increase of half before the torture of the ice mark.

The long-delayed demon-moon wolf witch has finally begun to take big steps, constantly improving with the progress that can be felt every day.

Feeling this, I no longer feared the ice mark, and became a kind of respect and gratitude. No matter who its owner is, the enemy is a friend, I must keep this grace in mind.

Looking back, the ice mark was shortened by more than a kilometer, which is equivalent to saying that I only advanced this distance during this time, but the two tails did not return to leave any traces. I can finally be sure that the guy is in a bad situation. Run away.

Forget it, you can’t blame it. When you faced the Demon King's flesh and blood resurrected, it could rush to the rescue to save me. .

I will erase the last trace of the twin tails, and instead concentrate on what I want to do, rather than relying on others, it is better to improve myself.

One step... another step... Now, I feel like a pilgrim, walking along the path of my predecessors to the sacred place step by step, without taking a step, I have to knock three times and nine weeks, stay for a long time, Staring forward like a sculpture for a long time before moving on to the next step.

Thanks to this blessing, the physical strength did not consume much, and there are many dry noodle strips left by the small ghost, which is estimated to be enough to support me through this [pilgrimage road].

The wasteland, an ice road, and a statue constitute a wonderful picture with a little sense of sacredness. The statue comes to life from time to time, takes the next step, and then turns into a statue, which has been repeated repeatedly. With this action, no matter the wind and rain, the sun and the moon alternate, and will never change.

However, as long as you observe carefully and observe it for ten days and a half months, you will find that the statue is still standing still for a shorter period of time. Originally it took half a day to take a step. Now it only takes a few hours, in other words ~www.mtlnovel. com~ It's getting faster and faster.

At the same time, a sacred and inexplicable ice-cold breath emanating from the statue became stronger and stronger. The ice mark ice road was absorbed by it all the way, shortened all the way, and disappeared.

But later, gradually, after absorbing the ice marks under the feet, the place that the statue crossed over left a faint ice mark, an ice mark belonging to itself...

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King Arthur's real body setting is actually Joan of Arc. I really can't think of a more suitable character. Later I will upload pictures of people in the works. You can also spend your own time.

PS1: Today is a three-shift, although it is my own death... but it is still a three-shift 1w5 word anyway. What is the best thing? The monthly ticket is not required. I heard that there is a double monthly ticket event at the end of the month. Will you vote again then? Thank you. Now I want to ask for a reward. It is probably a lack of plot. The recent rewards are so few, only about one-tenth of the previous ones.

PS2: Okay, thank you [a soy sauce] for the great reward of the sauce.

. . . (To be continued...)