Diablo Destruction

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Seeing that the three uncles were all like a starving ghost reincarnated, I didn't hang on their appetite, and took out the warmly prepared meals that Velas had just prepared in the morning, and then took out several jars of good wine. ,

Looking up, there was already a mess in front of me, three barbarians fighting for me, a string of left hands and a plate of right hands, desperately stuffed into the mouth, wishing to burst the mouth.

Seeing this scene, I realized that the table Shura field, which is often staged at home, is still a pattern of Tucson, whether it is the ever-winning general Bendrui at the table, or the handsome and unmoving princess Sanwu, and The little ghost of the bottomless powerhouse and the dead dog of the assassin who appeared haunted were all too weak in front of these barbarians who looked like they had been hungry for thousands of years.

"Several people, the food is good, take your time."

As a result, my kind dissatisfaction not only failed, but instead reacted. When they heard it, they were even more eager to eat the food in front of them, eat the food in their hands, look at the pot, and think of others. The most true portrayal of these three evil spirits and barbarians.

In order to satisfy the three barbarian uncles, I specially instructed Velas to directly double the originally estimated portion. Now it seems to be somewhat conservative, enough for ten barbarians to eat, in these three ancient barbarians In front of the hero, it only took five minutes to complete the mess and swept away. Even the sauce was licked.

Because it is an ancient hero, is the amount of food and speed also an ancient hero level?

Keli Ke carelessly licked his teeth, patted his belly, a sentence of "eight points full" almost scared me to pee, can you still eat feelings?

After the meal, enjoy the wine time, among the three. Tarik, who looks honest and quiet, is the most alcoholic, and would rather give up the competition with the other two at the dinner table. He probably stopped when he had eaten six or seven minutes (according to Koryk’s food intake). Each holding a jar of wine with different flavors, squinting to taste life.

It wasn't until the Shitan wine was drunk that the three uncles looked like they had never been able to, and patted me on the shoulder, showing a glorious and encouraging look.

"It's done well. Continue to carry forward in the future, increase the portion of the meal by about 40%, and bring the wine with ten more altars, almost enough."

"You still want to be full of feelings?" I rolled my eyes seriously.

"Is it really possible to drink so much alcohol? Can you really drink it? Even if you can drink it, aren't you afraid of the adventurers who come to the test? Do you smell alcohol from your statues?"

"This kind of thing doesn't need to worry about you little guy."

Klick and Maddock laughed, and after a meal, they had forgotten the noise. The drunken man sprayed alcohol on his shoulders, and it seemed that hunger would easily lead to a surge in anger. You see, these two people who are full of food and drink, even with their savage tattoos and big faces, are now happily melting away.

Of course, the skill of Velas is also indispensable. If they are replaced with the salty **** of foxes, they may not laugh.

"Little guy. Thank you for your hospitality, remember to keep it next time, but we have recognized this taste."

I patted my shoulders one by one, almost photographing me to the lower body and planted in the snow, and the three satiated clerk cleaned their teeth. Leap forward and get on their respective high platforms, ready to continue the stone statues, waiting for the arrival of the next adventure team.

I pulled my legs out of the snow with difficulty and saw that they were about to enter the petrified state again. I lowered my head and thought a little bit. Did I forget something important, not just to give these three uncles a good gift? Is it good to drink?

Thinking of the correct answer, I almost ran to tears, and a large nostril erkang level reached out.

"Wait, I have nothing to say!"

The three barbarians waiting for petrification stopped and looked at me with some doubt.

"Is there anything else, oh, it's too polite to talk about the next menu. It's too polite, but since the little guy is so attentive, I can't postpone it. I'll prepare more lo mei next time."

"Just kidding, barbecue is king!"

"Wine, it would be nice if there were more Sark crystals."

The three uncles started the discussion without permission, and the blushing face was red, and it seemed that there was really something going on. I had agreed to them.

"Wait, you misunderstood, I never said that."

"Oh, didn't say, goodbye." When the three uncles heard it, they suddenly became rich, and they were going to sleep.

"I know! I know! I just do it! So please listen again, I still haven't finished talking!" My nostrils were smoky at the time, but there was no way, who made me want What about people.

"That's what makes sense."

"Yes, yes, more refreshing, just like a big man."

"Be stingy, you'll always be little buttboys still wrapped in diapers."

The three savages faced the rain and the weather, and they all showed charitable smiles. They really knelt down for you, okay.

"It’s like this. Actually, I think... haven’t you said that before, one day when my strength is enough, I can come back to challenge you, challenge you who have all the fighting power, if you win, give me something good, Right, don't forget this."

I stared closely at the three people, fearing that they would say, "Ah, I don't remember what happened at all, did we say that?" Or laughed indifferently, nodded and said that this was said, but ah, that reward, the heart of Harrogas, was cooked and eaten by us when we were really hungry.

"There is such a thing, it seems to have been said." Keli Ke is not sure.

"Let me think about it. There have been a lot of geniuses in recent years. I told a few people that I can't remember it." Maddock said with a help.

"Sayed it." Tariq concisely said.

"..." These guys are still the most reliable of Tarik.

"Okay, that's what I told you, but. Would you like to challenge now?" Klick subconsciously touched the two-handed axe behind him, like saying, lying trough, I heard that you like to die?

"That's why, please be sure to answer my request." I took a deep breath and felt like I was going to be mad at them before I continued. Is this the strategy of their soldiers who surrender without fighting?

"Wait, let's remember it again. When was this when I said this to you?" The three barbarians looked at each other for a long time, and began to feel a little uneasy.

"Remember that when you first came to challenge us, it was the realm of pseudo realm, right, we were beaten by misery."

"Yes... yes." My old face was black. I hadn't been pitted by those bastards. I didn't know that the ancient barbarian's test would have such a pit father's setting. My strong enemy is also strong. I thought that with the combat power of the second world Harogas level, it could be easily crushed, but it was crushed by others.

Later, I learned a lesson and used the werewolf transformation, relying on the extreme speed of the werewolf transformation, and finally let these three convinced to let me pass it by mouth.

"It should be ten years."

"It's only ten years."

"too short."

The three continued to sigh that for them who had been guarding the top of Arreat for thousands of years, ten years was indeed a flick of time.

Ten years. It's almost the same, hear these words. I was also in a trance, and my heart was full of nostalgia, unconsciously, they had passed ten years before my first time, and there were several decades in my life.

No, wait. It seems that there have been quite a few decades. I subconsciously brought the idea of ​​the original world. That is really not much, but now I am an adventurer of the Dark Continent, and I have reached the level of the power of the world by myself. If you can take care of your noble (?) body carefully, and don’t just run around and die, you can barely live for nearly a thousand years. It is said that it is also five or six hundred years.

It is a pity that how many adventurers can live to die naturally? I have seen so many world powers in the third world. So far, with the exception of Alanderan and the three barbarians in front of me, the one I have seen is still the oldest man with leg hair, And his age is only four or five hundred... well, or five or six hundred? In short, it should be more than 500 years old, and even Grandpa Druid Wickson is also his junior.

Oh no, if it's not limited to other forms of people, I forgot to have a little ghost, but unfortunately this stupid virgin has a long lived name, but it is a vomiting virgin who has been vomiting for 100,000 years, and a puppet princess. If she counts, 30,000 years, it is more exaggerated than the small ghost, but unfortunately, the belly has a black poison tongue, and occasionally, when pretending to be wrong, I will pretend that I am artificial intelligence who can't understand you. Ni Zoukai is like this, and he is dead.

Thinking about this, I know that there are quite a lot of old leg hairs of the old saints and old puppets. But, the older the age, the stranger the personality will become?

"It's just that it's not like what we said at that time." Maddock remembered something again, and it seemed that his brain was not stiffened by petrification or frozen by the snow on the top of the mountain.

"That's right, I don't come to visit you from time to time afterwards. When I broke through the realm of the field, you told me once."

I also forced a good memory, and even started to remind the other party, this is definitely an important moment worth loading into the dark history.

"Yes, yes, that's right, your impression came when you said that. It was then, but, if I was not wrong, it was only seven or eight years after that time, right?" Sanwei The barbarian uncle started playing the arithmetic game again, don't they know that this is my specialty?

"So ah, what the **** do you want to say?" I couldn't help interrupting when I saw the three gods nagging.

"In other words, it took you less than two years to break from the pseudo realm to the realm of the realm?"

"Well, the pseudo realm is just a transitional stage, isn't it?"

I nodded. Now that I have a high level of knowledge and slowly understand the nature of the pseudo realm, I say this. Why is the pseudo realm a pseudo-character, and the power of the world is not called the power of pseudo-engulfing the world? The difference is here, the pseudo realm is actually a part of the realm, just like the eggshell of the egg, it exists as a vassal, so the powerful angel demon dragon, they do not have the setting of the pseudo realm in their eyes. It is a weak chicken. What level of strength is there?

The realm of world power is actually said to have no such thing before the Dark Continent was created in the era before the battle of doomsday. For the angel demon dragon at that time, the four wings below were all weak chickens. You rated the weak chicken, especially me, amusing me?

However, although they all have the experience of being weak chickens, the power of the world is stronger than the existence of the pseudo realm, and it is not so vassal. It is an independent stage of power, unlike the pseudo realm. Relationship with the field.

Having said so much, I want to express a meaning, the pseudo realm is for genius. It is really just a transitional stage. It is difficult to break through to the pseudo realm, but it will be easier to reach the realm of the realm after the breakthrough, because when you are in the realm of the pseudo realm, you have already understood some of the essence of the realm of the realm.

However, after saying so much, my ontology is still stuck in the realm of pseudo realm.

"..."

This moment does not forget the lifestyle of self-spitting. Should I change it, otherwise I will die under my guts sooner or later.

"Okay. After two years of breaking through to the realm of the field, we can accept it." The three uncles thought for a while, and it really made sense, so they nodded happily, but then glared.

"However, you said you only spent eight years breaking through to the realm of world power? Or to say. You don't know our true strength at all?"

"Listen to Grandma Akara, oh, that's what the Alliance elders say now." I'm afraid they didn't know Akara, and I specifically explained.

"Your strength is at the pinnacle of world power, right."

"..." The words seemed right. But the bronze bells of the three uncles stared even bigger.

"You know you dare to challenge?"

"Did you not only break through the realm of world power, but also the capital that defeated us?"

"This is the funniest joke I have heard in thousands of years, and Taraxa didn't have the guts to challenge us."

No, he should just have forgotten about it. After all, Tarasha was able to fight against the four demon kings and three demon gods. He is known as the first strongman in modern dark history, and he is much stronger than the leg hair fairy. Dealing with the three of you is not the same as playing vegetables?

"In short, I can't understand."

"Shouldn't you be the druid that the dragon turned into?"

"I have only heard of Druids becoming dragons, but have never heard of dragons becoming Druids?" "No, even a dragon cannot break through in such a short time."

The three of you said something to me, and my brain was about to be confused.

"I said three people, what's the use of light here, don't you know if you try it?"

"The tone is not small." The three unanimously.

"Okay, for the sake of good wine and good meat, I have to give you a chance to say it, although we can't believe it." The three barbarians said aloud after a moment of eye contact.

"..." It seems that bringing good wine and meat to serve a few uncles is indeed a wise choice. If I bring it close, they will not even give me the chance to try it.

"Where should I try?" I pretended to look around, looking at the three people.

You are here just now, the top of Arret will collapse at any time to show you, and the fragile First World space will swallow you up at any time.

"Come with us." Sure enough, jumping off the platform, the three barbarians walked in... toward the entrance to the World Stone Fortress?

I quickly kept up, not forgetting to express my doubts.

"Could it be that the place of battle is here?"

"Otherwise, where do you think you are, how can the first world withstand this kind of toss, of course, the premise is that you really have such strength." Maddock glanced at me, life and death would not believe it, if I have no confidence , Am I doing nothing to find abuse?

Sorry, I am really not confident.

"The World Stone Fortress is a small, different space. In the first world, only this kind of place can withstand tossing, but unfortunately the technology of space magic has long been lost." Tarik explained as he walked.

Old man Farah has been working on space magic, is it for this?

"These are precious treasures left by the ancients."

"Here it is, here is our barbarian's arena." I was already dizzy when I walked. The three of the first men finally stopped and pointed to the front.

Along the way, I was shocked, this is more than an arena, this is a battle space platform that can't see the edge.

"I didn't expect there would be such a place in the World Stone Fortress."

"Yes, even if it is a tribe, there are not many people who know here. I think that the barbarians of the year held the grandest competitive battle here."

"Aren't you afraid that the aftermath of the battle will damage the World Stone?" I smiled bitterly.

"It is glorious and proud to show the bravery of our barbarians in front of the great stone of the world. And if you look too little at the stone of the world, how can it be easily damaged."

"Isn't the World Stone of the Third World already broken?" I made a supplement and made the three speechless.

"Cough, in short, you only need to know that there is such a place."

"Well, can we start now?"

"You can't wait any longer, don't you really lie?"

"Is it good for me to lie?"

"This is also true, but before we see it, we will still be skeptical and want to get our approval, just show your strength here." Klick's giant axe has been drawn, pointing to the battlefield ahead.

"This year ~www.ltnovel.com~ It's so difficult to tell the truth." I shook my head helplessly, suddenly jumped up and landed on the battlefield.

A strong sense of ancient fighting spewed out from the ground, as if the fighting spirit and fighting intention of hundreds of millions of warriors were condensed, making people's blood boil, even the thin mage, standing in such a place, could not help but learn the barbarians to heaven Shouted.

Under my head, I saw the traces of countless swords and axe on the ground. From these ancient traces, it seems that there are barbarians here, fighting their own blood and glory, leaving a field of people Praise the brave fighting of bravery.

"Welcome to the most sacred battlefield of our barbarian family, boy, if you lie to us, you will never have the chance to stand here again, okay?"

Opposite, Kolik, Maddock, and Tarik have all seized their weapons, and the ancient war intentions that seem to be integrated into the battlefield are slowly disseminating from them, majestic.

"Then use your eyes to see clearly." I took a deep breath.

Bear, transform!

. . . (To be continued...) u