Diablo Destruction

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There are more and more adventurers returning to Camp Roger, but this is an opportunity that can only be obtained in 50 to 15 years. If there is no major event, these good adventurers will naturally not fall.

In the entire First World, there are tens of thousands of transferees, and mercenaries are more than five times. According to statistics from Linya, less than 60% of adventurers come back, that is to say, the adventurers on the optical alliance side are almost famous. .

These are not counted, those elves, dwarves, foxes and werewolves have also come a lot. Humans have always been interested in these hidden races. Their interest in humans and alliances may not be much less.

Among the four races, the elven race is the largest, about 10,000 or so, followed by the dwarves, there are more than 4,000. The fox race and the werewolf race add up to almost the entire number.

It is conceivable that 80,000 adventurers flooded into the camp at the same time. What was the situation? Even Akara greatly underestimated the enthusiasm of these adventurers and prepared a place that could accommodate tens of thousands of people. Suddenly packed, it became insufficient.

Fortunately, every adventurer is an experienced traveler. The tents on his body are never lacking. Just go to an empty place and pay attention to it.

No, even if you can ignore the sound of explosions, the mage guild in the quiet place is also filled with large and small tents, and even the central square of the Adventurer’s Paradise is filled with tents of different colors. .

Although Linya and her family had tried their best to reconcile, thousands of adventurers came from every day, so that all the Roger soldiers were wounded like a clockwork, and they could not rest for a moment, but they were too busy to camp. It became very chaotic, with tents randomly placed, turbulent adventurers, and various quarrels that accompanied it. It was like a refugee camp.

Akara immediately and decisively drove the senior adventurers who came to the camp and let them camp in the **** wilderness. Anyway, even if they encountered a demon, a hard-skinned mouse, etc., these advanced adventurers would not take it seriously. The camp finally took a breath.

but. The phenomenon of overcrowding in the Master Guild still exists. Even near my small home. Also filled with many tents. The unbridled noise made us frown. But it's not easy to say anything.

"Is it half a month to live like this?"

Open the door. Looked at the constant exchanges outside. A look at the adventurer with a loud noise. Close the door. I sighed heavily.

"Yes!"

Verasy's expression also looked very depressed. She was so kind by nature that she would not mind the noise of these adventurers. It was just yesterday that a team of adventurers dared to grow hair. I want to grab and roast the white sheep in the sheepfold. Fortunately, we were at home. These adventurers were taught a hard meal. Otherwise, the few sheep will be finished.

because of this. Only by virtue did Veras also feel a sense of crisis. The nerve becomes sensitive. I put a pan beside the bed at night when I fell asleep...

"That way..."

The princess San Wu who sat quietly took a sip of tea without expression. Although we can't see the expression, we all know that this quiet and leisurely tea time is disturbed, and I feel very uncomfortable. , A glass bottle filled with white powder was held by her, and a large skull logo was affixed to the bottle.

"This is, medicine..." Princess Sanwu glanced at me.

Of course I knew it was medicine, and of course I knew it was medicine, bastard! ! The question is what do you want to do, what do you mean? ! !

"Relax, safe..." Princess Sanwu said lightly again.

Is that so? It turned out to be the case. I said that with the wisdom of Princess Sanwu, how could it not be possible to put an obvious mark like a skull on a poison bottle? This is definitely just a bottle of ordinary seasoning. It’s the one that has the seasoning label on it. Poison, do you want to add seasoning to those adventurers? Unexpectedly, Princess Sanwu also had a kind side, grace.

"Even if I poison it, I won't find it, it's safe..." It seems that I didn't say it carefully enough, and Princess Sanwu paused. When I was relieved, I continued to add instructions.

"..."

It's safe... I mean this, I'm sorry, it's my fault to think you are too kind...

"Anyway, I can't stay here anymore. Everyone wants to go shopping together." I stretched out and shouted loudly, my poor last half month's vacation.

As a result, all of them raised their hands, and even the little ghost that was playing around in the room all day long, floated over with two dark circles.

There are so many flies on the street, we dare to go out one by one with our cloak hats down, but the little ghost, even in this state of poor spirit, did not forget to vomit me-we just wear it tight, little It doesn't matter whether you take it or not...

"A lot of people."

I just came to the Adventurer's Paradise and saw the streets in front of the crowded people, and all are adventurers. The scene is quite in a situation. The little ghost who does not like the crowd sighs and closes his body close, leaving only a pair of thieves. His eyes, under the cover of the tent hat, carefully looked forward.

Suddenly I felt that it was good to stay at home. Why should I run out and suffer? I also sighed, and took the lead to open the road, that is, the crowd walked on the street.

"Sister Velas, look at it, it's an elf. It's so beautiful." Little Sarah seemed full of energy, pointing to the elegant, beautiful elves with long ears passing by the roadside.

"How can my Sarah baby be beautiful." Seeing the innocent and lively Sarah, I couldn't help but turn my head back and gently squeezed her delicate face.

Although the elven women are beautiful, they are mostly at the same level. If you look too much, you will inevitably feel aesthetic fatigue. How can our baby angel Sarah look so beautiful and beautiful.

"Big brother, look, is that a dwarf? The dwarf is so cute."

by me

The blushing Sarah, with her head down, seemed to discover the new continent in a moment~ a short puddle, fat, and exclaimed the bearded dwarf with a big hammer on her back.

The dwarf's temper was not as good as that of the elves. Probably, after hearing Sarah's words, her angry eyes immediately glared over and saw that Sarah could still feel a petite Sarah under the wide cloak. Then his mouth widened from his big beard, revealing a bright white tooth.

This year's beauty is to eat incense. Even the dwarves who lived as blacksmiths and were never tempted by female sexes are no exception. If I said that just now, it is estimated that the dwarf's attitude is different. Seeing this scene, I couldn't help sighing loudly.

In addition, there are foxmen and werewolves with a big tail and two pointed ears erected on the head, which also opened the eyes of the unseen Velas. This trip is not in vain.

"Huh? What happened over there?" While we were walking around casually, we suddenly found a circle of adventurers not far away, as if we were watching, and the few of us couldn't help but got together curiously.

"Anyway, those adventurers who are idle and doing nothing are fighting." Although he said disdainfully in his mouth, the burning gossip spirit made me smoothly squeeze out the crowd and saw the scene inside.

Well, I admit that all curiosity provokes goods, and one accidentally saw a scene that could blind the dog.

Surrounded by the crowd, on an empty ground, standing on the left is a thin old mage, a cluster of white flowers and beards, fluttering slightly in the wind, sharp eyes, a staff in his left hand, and a large black mage cloak in the wind Shaking, exudes a strong momentum.

On the right, there is a dwarf less than three meters tall, with a squat body, the bare part is full of solid packing muscles, and his eyes are equally terrifying, holding a giant hammer of his size. The footsteps are steady, just like a hill.

And on the ground between the two, the protagonist who caused this confrontation, a silver silver coin, lay quietly on the ground, emitting a tempting light.

Well, I believe without me saying, everyone should know who these two guys are.

"Old and immortal, this silver coin is clearly the first thing I saw. You have a thick skin, and you should have a degree." Muradin's hands that slightly exuded hand sweat clenched the hammer handle tightly and looked down lightly. Fara.

"That's funny, isn't the silver coin on the ground a glance at you, the short winter melon, and it's all yours?" Fara snorted a few times, holding the staff tightly, and a drop of sweat on his forehead.

The breeze blew softly, brushing the beards of the two men. The two were facing each other like peerless martial arts masters. The atmosphere was on the verge, causing the onlookers to swallow involuntarily and the atmosphere dared not take a breath.

"Ah, a silver coin, I'm so lucky..." At this moment, a black shadow rushed to the field in the stunned expression of two old miserly ghosts, picking up the silver coin.

"You bastard! Let me put that silver coin down."

Seeing + clams fighting, the fisherman got the benefit, the two old guys shouted, almost exploded their lungs, temporarily formed an alliance, and they all punctured their eyes at me.

"Why? It's all about handing it to the soldiers and letting them find the owner of this silver coin." I smiled slyly.

"I believe that our distinguished president of the Mages Guild, the elder of the Alliance, Farad, and the famous former dwarf, King Muradin, also have the same ideas as me. This kind of spirit of collecting gold is really worthy of everyone’s learning, everyone said right."

"Yes!" "This brother said it rightly!"...

For fear that the world is not chaotic, adventurers naturally roared with a knowing smile.

"Of course, we thought exactly that, but dear Wu, seeing how busy you are now, it is better to let me deal with this silver coin." Even in this situation, Farah still did not give up.

"No, no, as the elder of the Alliance, there are definitely many things to deal with, and it's enough to leave it to me as an idler." Muradin is obviously not the one who will easily give up the fat.

"I'm about to go to Master Akara, and it goes well."

I did not want to smile, holding the silver coins tightly in my palm tightly, and the fat I want to spit out? You guys are too small to see my strength in Roger's third sting.

"I happen to have something, so let's go together."

Farah's eyes were red, like a red-eyed cock, and he was going to monitor me. A jade stone was burned. I can't get it. Don't want it.

"I also have something to do with Elder Akara to discuss, hehehe--"

Muradin glanced at me with a blink of an eye, then looked at the view, and the flesh did not smile. He was probably secretly slandering the two of us who would be embarrassed, and secretly stolen the silver coin halfway.

Cut, is my Wu Fan the kind of person? When I was a kid, the teacher taught the song "I picked up a penny by the road". I still remember clearly now, or give you a paragraph.

So there were two more people in the team, and the three of them all laughed and laughed all the way, making the oncoming adventurers have a cold war, lest they can’t avoid it, =, Velas and they followed behind Lao Yuan, To show innocence, it has nothing to do with a certain three miser.

"Yo, isn't this Wu Xiaozi?"

When we were halfway, a loud voice stopped us. From a distance, the tall figures of the two standing flocks waved their hands across the crowded streets of the crowd, and they were especially prominent.

It's the barbarian blacksmith Razuk of Harogas. He's here too? Wouldn’t it be to see her daughter, and look at him next to it, it turned out to be the beautiful barbarian Chasi.

Seeing the two of them, I was so happy that even the last time Rasuk dragged me down, I abandoned many precious gifts from Foxman MM.

I also forgot, of course, there was absolutely no delay in my heart, and Hemuradin patiently let them voluntarily leave, and then thought of silver coins as their own thoughts.

"Isn't this Rasuk? And Ms. Chasi, how are you." I strode forward and instantly left behind the two old miser who sandwiched me from left to right.

"Master, thank you for helping me send my father's gift last time. I didn't have time to thank you. I'm so sorry." Chasi bowed slightly and said with an apologetic expression.

"It's a trifle, trifle..." I waved at Chasi, then pierced Rasuk with a sharp eye at an angle that she couldn't see, and said with a gritted teeth.

"Uncle Rasuk, even if you are going to Camp Roger, I was asked to bring my specialty to Ms. Chasi. I really love the girl but hehehehe—"

"That's of course, thanks to your blessings, I brought a lot of special products this time, I believe it has been enough for Chasi for a while, ah ha ha ha ha--"

The two barbarian fathers and daughters laughed together, and the sullen expression didn't make me know where to go.

However, the two fathers and daughters stood together, and I finally understood why Rasuk always used petite, delicate, etc. to describe his daughter. Compared with Rasuk, who was nearly three meters tall, it seemed to me Chasi, who is two meters tall, weighs like a baby. Sure enough, there is a comparison to see the problem.

"It's a rare encounter. It's inconvenient to talk here. It's better to go to my daughter and have a good time."

Rasuk looked at the crowd on the left and right, and a large group of people on his side stood still, putting a heavy burden on the flow of people and couldn't help suggesting.

Well said, it is timely advice to Uncle Rasuk! ! I secretly raised my thumb to the other side and looked at the two eyes next to it, only to find that Farah and Muradin also looked indifferent, and I couldn't help but stirrup.

These two guys seemed to be in a state of panic, too. Yes, the Mage Guild was crowded with adventurers, and Farah couldn’t calm down if he wanted to study. And Muradin, the short winter melon, what can you expect him to do? It seems that they are determined to consume it with me.

Thinking secretly about the way to kill these two old miserly, we kept up with the pace of Rasuk and came to Chasi Blacksmith's shop soon.

"Come here, you're welcome..."

Sitting on the oversized seat, Rasuk passed the oversized tea cup to us, especially the old dwarf Muradin, set against the huge furniture around him, like: Dougong...cough, : The old man with bean curd is generally small, and even standing on the chair can only barely reach the table. It is really a tragic guy.

"you are……"

When Rasuk brought the quilt in front of Muradin, he finally noticed the humble little man. When the bull's eyes opened, the cup in his hand dropped off without a grip and hit Muradin's head.

Just listening to the clatter, for Muradin, it was like hot water in a small bathtub-sized cup, and all the clatters fell on him, steaming the steam and dripping Muradin into the soup.

"..."

With a blank expression, he took out the towel and wiped his face. Muradin looked at Rusuk with a tragic look.

"Don't you just come to my house and borrow the stove to be a dwarf blacksmith?" Rasuk seemed to be aware of Muradin's current condition and said in surprise, then turned back to look at me.

"Wu Xiaozi, do you remember? The two-groove headdress, the one you gave to the girl named Linya, was created by the master blacksmith."

"Oh? For Linya? Two grooved headdresses? Why haven't I heard of it? Xiaofan really knows how to like girls." The little ghost on the side, staring up and down with bad intentions I said.

Oops, at that time, I didn't want to be vomited by the little ghost, so I concealed the incident. I didn't expect to poke Rasuk's big mouth.

"That... headdress is nothing good," I swallowed with cold sweat.

"That's the case, that people are also looking forward to Xiaofan what you send something'slightly better'." Xiaoyouling did not care about everyone, and pulled my hand from the bottom of the table, and bite it fiercely. Go on.

Woo~~~

Looking at Muradin again, he was annoyed by Rusuk's cup of hot tea that fell from the sky, and then was secretly praised by Rusuk, and then he smiled and glanced at his old opponent Fara secretly.

"Hahaha-I'm sorry, Master Muradin. You are too young. I just didn't find it for a while. It's really embarrassing."

Unexpectedly, Rasuk, who had never spoken without taboos, said another sentence, let Fara, who was in the wind, shudder at once, sit up his body, and gave Muradin a defiant look at "Look, you are a short winter melon" .

"That's right, it's rare that Muradin has come here. It's better to show your craft again, let us also look at the horizon."

"Ha ha ha, of course there is no problem, as long as there are good materials, even dark gold equipment I can make it." Listening to Rasuk said, Muradin's spirit was revitalized, and the time to strike the old opponent was finally arrived. Ha ha laughed.

After checking the existing materials in the blacksmith's shop, Muradin thought for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth hard, and also pulled out some precious materials from his inventory. In order to press Farad down, he wanted to bleed.

"These materials, although there is no way to make dark gold equipment, but a few pieces of gold equipment are more than enough." Muradin glanced at the materials on hand, proudly said, and then looked at everyone.

"What equipment do you want to build, just say it."

This question asked everyone to be stumped. What should I build? Farah on the side was thinking hard, hoping to

Stumped.

"If you don't have any ideas, let me solve it. It's better to help us build a handy weapon for us." I said cheeky to Muradin.

"you?!!"

Muradin glanced at me, and suddenly he looked at the fat sheep: "No problem, but you have to pay for materials and construction.

"

I was secretly happy, this time is good, just distressed the material, just unexpectedly there was a fat sheep popping out, not only save the material money, but also make a fortune.

"Okay, as long as you can make a weapon that suits our wishes." I gritted my teeth and responded.

"And you kid, the level shouldn't be too low. It is difficult to use these materials to create the equipment you use. It can only be built for those few ladies."

Muradin pointed to the Velas behind them and secretly praised his wise heroes. I thought to myself that this kid and Farah were together, and they would definitely have some difficulties with Farah to make themselves difficult, and the little girls were different, and they knew good character at first glance.

"No problem, as long as you can make our desired equipment." I will bear you! ! Then they looked back at Velas and they said: "This is a dwarf blacksmith, there is nothing you can't do. If you have any requirements, just tell her."

Muradin twirled in his heart, insulted the other party's deep guilt in the heart, and then looked at Veras behind them, and finally fixed his eyes on Verras. Well, this girl has the gentlest temperament, and will certainly not embarrass himself like an old man. Just her first.

"Cough, little girl, what staff do you want? Just say it." Muradin coughed a few times and began his tragic journey.

"Really any request."

Veras little finger lightly touched her lips, cute and charming, but it was a little scary in Muradin's eyes, this little girl should not be a wolf in sheep's clothing, but the dwarf who always loves face, especially In front of the old opponent, how could he be soft and clenching his teeth, Muradin nodded tragically.

"In this case, I have only one request." Almost every time he thought, Verras said with a smile.

"Oh? What are the requirements, let's talk about it." Muradin's eyes were tears. Sure enough, she was a good girl. Her own vision was correct.

"I want... such a staff." With that said, Verras scratched the shape of a pan in the air and said with a smile.

"No, I mean... what kind of staff do you want?" Muradin froze, cold sweats on his forehead.

"It's going to... such a staff." Velas thought Muradin didn't understand it, and once again swiped a larger and more standard pan shape in the air, and smiled slightly.

"Yeah, that's a pan. I know, I want to say what kind of staff you want." Muradin's expression turned sad.

"I'm going to... such a staff will do." Velas stubbornly scratched the shape of the pan again and smiled slightly.

"..."

Muradin cried, scratched a pan on his notes, and turned to ask Sarah.

"This little sister, you are also a mage, what staff do you want?"

"I have only one request, like Sister Veras." Sarah responded innocently and brilliantly, but the beautiful angel smile was so terrible to Muradin that the voice shivered.

"Say...say."

Without saying a word, Sarah took out the golden sword that she usually uses: "I want a staff of this shape."

"Can... Can you change something else..." Muradin said softly on both legs with a cry.

"Is Grandpa Muradin embarrassed? That's not necessary anymore. Sarah still has a lot of weapons to use." The understanding Sarah smiled at Muradin slightly.

"Of course not. I know. I know. It's a sword-shaped staff. I'll do it." Before Farah's mocking voice appeared, Muradin roared with death.

Then came the little ghost. She floated in the air, thinking a little: "My profession is a priest, and I ask for more."

"Pastor? The holy book? I will get a little bit of it when I arrive."

Muradin breathed a sigh of relief, but now she felt psychologically frightened by the phrase "I only have one request", but felt relieved to hear what Xiao Youling said.

"It doesn't matter what attribute, the most important thing is to have a throwing function, yes, it also has a recycling function." Little Ghost made a throwing action very violently.

Muradin "..."

"The book should be very thick, with sharp edges, and the corners of the book should be sharper, which can penetrate the enemy's body directly." Xiao Youling continued to say by himself.

Muradin: "..."

"By the way, it's better to have the function of launching the dark weapon, which can overwhelm the enemy at a critical moment." Xiaoyou continued to think, and then shook his head: "So much for the time being, I will talk about it later when I think about it~www.mtlnovel .com~ I... I'll do my best..." Muradin remembered on the side note, tears and snot kept dripping, wetting the writing.

Then he aimed at the last Princess Sanwu with an appointed eye. "Little sister, what weapon do you want?"

"San Wu Princess is expressionless: "..."

"Well, what kind of weapon do you need?"

Princess Sanwu's expressionless expression: "..."

"You're talking, don't torture me anymore, will you?" Muradin cried even more.

"San Wu Princess is expressionless: "..."

Finally, I saw the poor old man Muradin. He helped him, and the master gave San Wugong an ice staff. After recording it in the notes, Muradin, who had been soaked in tears, stabbed him. Sneaking, yelling "Women are like tigers" and ran away with tears...