Diablo Destruction

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"Brother Wu. Your control is getting better and better."

It has been half a month since I returned to the camp. On this day, I, Carlos and Seattle, are still killing and killing on the training ground, receiving the devil training of the old drunkard. Carlos, gasping for breath, stepped forward and patted my shoulder in praise.

"It's still far away. If you take it seriously, I won't be able to support you for ten minutes."

I replied a bit depressedly. If Carlos was very spirited, I would have no chance to fight back. Like just now, I was suppressed very badly.

Some people may say that in the finals of the contest, the moon wolf has just been transformed, is it not the same as Carlos? Why have you been training for a few months now, but you are getting mixed back?

Please come to this kind of protagonist idealism and quickly retreat, compared with the time when I just learned that the moon wolf has transformed. I have indeed made a lot of progress now, especially after I battled with Yizuer and learned from it the use and display of a lot of freezing power. In recent days, the speed of improvement has increased by leaps and bounds.

However, self-improvement does not mean that others are standing still and letting you catch up in the past, especially Carlos, which has a surprisingly high talent, and then has a strong motivation to recapture Angeline from the angel clan, combined with the training of old drunkards , The speed of progress is faster.

Now, Carlos's melee is not much worse than Seattle. It is important to know that in the competition of half a year ago, Seattle can still press Carlos in the melee, and during this time, his training time is not better than that of Carlo. There are fewer Loss, but more on the contrary, which shows Carlos' progress.

It’s not that Seattle’s talent is worse than Carlos’s. Fighting madmen like him are stronger than anyone. This reason is because his current strength has reached the peak of the pseudo realm. Being in a bottleneck period, it is like a woman who is pregnant in October. When fighting, the power in the body always has a cowardly "wish to talk, and still hold the pipa half covered". Seattle Ke, who always loses his chain at a critical moment, is in a very depressed mood, and he has nothing to learn.

If he can get past this level, then it is to break through the pseudo realm and reach the field-level strength. At that time, it will usher in a growth peak.

As for me, it is also suffocating. The gap between Moonwolf and Carlos has widened. On the one hand, even though he has a protagonist halo, he still loses to Carlos in improving the speed. On the other hand, he is also an old drunkard. teach.

You know, in the finals with Carlos, when I just learned how to transform a moon wolf, Carlos has a seven-point scrutiny of my insight and illusion ability, but in the past few months, the old drunk has dealt with me specifically. 'S insight and illusion have opened a small stove for Carlos, but the result has now been miserably restrained.

No way, who hasn't got their insights and illusions home yet. Especially the heart of insight, which has always been tempted by Carlos’s flaws and was countered. After all, there is still a qualitative gap in combat experience. Once Carlos finds a way to crack, the insight cannot be Bridging this gap.

On the other hand, just like Seattle Ke, my moon wolf transformed into a strange bottleneck, saying it is strange, because unlike Seattle Ke, it is in a critical state of breaking through the pseudo realm, even pseudo The threshold of the field is not touched. The strange thing is that it has clearly grasped the freezing power to a certain degree. Having confidence can control more power, but it feels like it can't hold back.

I tried the blood bear transformation, and it was also in a relatively low state. It seems that no matter how hard I try, I can’t improve too much. It seems that it is not a problem with the moon wolf transformation, but the entire strength system of its own. Some conditions have emerged.

This made me depressed, but also relieved. After all, the blood bear turned himself more familiar, to find out what went wrong, and the veins can be found, if only the lunar wolf who was not familiar with him turned out The problem, it is more headache to find the cause.

"Boy. Did you find out why?"

The old drunkard carried the hip flask with one hand, and walked over to walk drunk and asked, before a person arrived, a smell of wine came over.

"I don't know, probably because of the level. After all, I have stayed at level 39 for a while. Maybe I will be upgraded to a few levels, and the strength of the moon wolf and blood bear will continue to increase."

I thought about it and replied. I opened the attribute box and looked at the experience value. It was a little bit worse. Almost as long as I went outside to kill a few groups of fallen demons, I could get enough experience to rise to level 40.

"Well, I think it's probably the reason in this respect too. Don't underestimate the level, level, attributes and skills because of experience and skill are the three major foundations of our adventurers. The foundation is not laid well, and you can't learn anything. "

The old drunkard nodded and said, as a teacher, she has a wealth of experience. With every suggestion, it is not an exaggeration to use the word Zhuji to describe it. If you can ignore her bad personality, on the whole, it is still a person worthy of respect.

Having said that, the camp was much peaceful during this time. The fundamental reason is that Seattle Ke was training with the old drunkard every day, which saved her a lot of time to mess up. Occasionally, when you go to the bar, you can hear the surprise and joy of those bosses.

Only the personal experiment of the old man Farah became worse due to the fact that Akara took a few days off during this time. Not to mention during the day, when sleeping at night, you can occasionally hear the explosions that sound through the camp.

"By the way, do you think this kid is good?" After taking a sip of wine, the satisfied "Hah" spewed out a breath of alcohol, and the old drunkard suddenly asked.

"What do you want?"

Rolling his eyes in disgust and stepping back, I asked.

"Did I just mention it to you a few days ago? I never took my words to heart, you bastard!!" The old drunkard stared at his eyes, smashed the hip flask, and was evasively evaded by me.

"A few days ago...oh, I remembered it." After thinking for a while, I finally knew what the old drunkard was asking.

"You should change your mind."

Glancing at me silently, the old drunkard made suggestions that even I felt very pertinent.

A few days ago, when she came home with the old drunkard, she once asked me about the future development path of her own body strength.

Although both the blood bear transformation and the moon wolf transformation are very strong, this kind of strength is based on the strength of the body to a certain extent. That is to say, the stronger the body, the stronger the transformation. This It's something a fool knows.

So, which aspect my ontology is going to develop is indeed a question.

As an ontology, a thirty-nine-level druid, I have not yet reached the state of mind. The state of mind is a state that can be achieved as long as you realize it. You have the shape of a moon wolf and a blood bear. After arriving, you can cross this hurdle without any effort.

But the problem is that his own moon wolf and blood bear broke the precedent. A person has two moods at the same time. This is also the problem. After owning enough strength, what kind of mood development should you choose? It's crazy. Or insight, both of which are high-level states of mind, making it difficult to choose.

In some ways, the choice of state of mind determines the future path of an adventurer.

Of course, there is another way, which is to choose neither of them, rely on yourself to break through, and gain a state of mind again. Anyway, there have been two states of mind on an unprecedented soul, and then tinker with a third one. The three-party battle is not a groundbreaking thing, this is called that, yes, dead pigs are not afraid of boiling water.

In fact, no matter what kind of power is developed, the old drunkard guessed that as long as my ontology reached the strength of the pseudo realm, through the accumulation of the ontology, the blood bear and the moon wolf, the overall strength broke through the pseudo realm and reached the domain level. It’s harder than a level in the eyes, but it’s as easy as drinking water for me.

Of course, it must be noted that when bad luck, drinking water can also be infarcted.

Therefore, as long as I can survive in the training and upgrade, live happily, and reach the level of the field, it is a matter of course, there is no bottleneck. The problem is that the old drunkard thinks that my body develops a state of mind other than the two. To create a third pseudo-realm, and the combination of these three different pseudo-realms will form the strength of the realm...

Uh, it's more interesting.

Isn't it stronger? If it's just more interesting, why should I bother? ! !

"The insights of the three pseudo-areas are mixed together, are you afraid that I will not be able to sculpt the synthetic realm and explode to death?" I looked at the old drunkard dissatisfiedly.

"Anyway, if you can't mix three kinds, you will explode, then now the two are almost the same." The old drunkard explained.

"..."

Speaking of it, the result is still that sentence-aren’t dead pigs afraid of boiling water?

"Just follow it."

Rolling my eyes, I have decided secretly in my heart, unless there is any coincidence, otherwise, I will choose one of the two states of mind, and break through directly. Whoever has the idle time to go from scratch for fun!

As for which one to choose, this... I'll talk about it later. If there is no accident, I will decide by coining.

"This is still put aside, let's talk about it later, you can help me see this trick."

Saying that, I cast the moon wolf transformation, a large amount of frozen gas gathered in the hands, forming a vortex, like the ice mist of the mini version of the nebula cluster, and then, with both hands, the ice fog cluster spread out on the hand, It became a super giant sword with a length of more than ten meters and a width of nearly two meters.

It was precisely the beheading sword (provisionally named) that was realized in Carlos's first battle.

Compared with the previous one, this frozen giant sword is very different. The large and heavy sword body, although not sharp, has a white mist swirling on it, like a huge vacuum cleaner, the ground is smaller. The stones were all sucked up by this mist, and after freezing into a lump, they shattered into countless bright crystal ice crystals.

In the past, after condensing into a decapitating sword of ice, I could not control the powerful freezing force in my hand and could only swing it out quickly. Now, I can use it as a weapon for a period of time, although I can’t control it for too long, but The power of the ice beheading sword is obvious to all.

Simply put, this trick is a super-enhanced version of the frozen sword that was used when dealing with Yizuer.

The mist surrounding it was imitating the terrible suction of Yi Zuer’s dark blue ice hockey. At that time Yi Zuer used the dark blue ice hockey, and even the speed of the moon wolf could not escape the huge attraction, and Now imitated by myself, even a large piece of stone can't be sucked in, and the difference is simply not the same.

But don't worry, you have to eat one bite at a time. Yi Zuer's moves are so easy to learn. Then his title of the first warrior in the realm of the sky is in vain.

Now, with regard to the use of this aspect, I still have to consult with the old drunkard. After all, in terms of the use of power, she eats more salt than I eat.

"Well, it's good, some prototypes."

The old drunkard was not afraid of frostbite. He put his face up and observed the sword with a strong mist for a while. Rarely did not make a mockery of the powerful suction like the slingshot of a child.

"Have you already thought about the name? Would it be the same as your Blood Bear Energy Cannon? Use it for a while. The temporary name will become the permanent name."

In this way, the old drunkard's face showed a contemptuous look, Carlos on the side, his facial muscles also twitched slightly, Beidou sentimentally cut his face-perhaps giving the naming rights to this guy in front of him, would become the most in his life The failed decision.

"Humph, don't underestimate me, the name is already well thought out."

"..."

"What's the meaning of this expression [it's better not to say it, I don't want to know at all], didn't you ask first, huh?!" I glanced at the three people and showed an impatient expression.

"Suddenly lost interest, let's just listen." The old drunkard dug his ears, sighed, and responded casually.

"Huh, you will be shocked when you hear the name." Unsatisfied with the old drunkard's attitude, I swung the giant sword heavily, and the frozen air on the sword spread indiscriminately, instantly freezing the ground under my feet.

"I think I will startle." The old drunkard said with a subtle expression.

"Listen, you humble humans, the name of this uncle's trick is called [Chao. Wushen Bajian], do you understand clearly? Wow ha ha ha~~~"

"..."

"Why don't you talk, don't be surprised like this?"

"You! Are you stupid?!!!"

The old drunkard looked indifferent, pointed straight at me, and hesitantly spit out.

"What's wrong with this name, isn't it good? Handsome and domineering!" I tried to correct their twisted values.

"Vulgar, it's too tacky. Only an idiot who specializes in every word in the knight novels a hundred times will take such a name."

"Great vulgar is elegant, easy to understand is the king!"

"Popular fart, easy to understand fart, don't you just change your name to Wu Baqi? Very easy to understand, ah, I will call you Wu Baqi in the future, no domineering!!"

"Don't... I can't change it yet?"

I succumbed to the wicked power of the old drunkard. I thought about it a little bit. Indeed, no name can satisfy the condition of vulgarity. It is like stinky tofu and feces. Although they are both smelly, they are delicious. , One cannot eat at all.

Popular...Is it easy to understand? That is to say, to have a loud voice and an invisible state of elephants?

A glance at the long, boxy ice sword in my hand gave me the answer.

"It's called [stick popsicle]. The name is simple and easy to understand. I can understand it when I hear it." I held the ice sword high and said aloud.

"The contrast is too great! The contrast is too great, you idiot, why does [Super.Wu Shen Pa Sect] become [Polly Popsicle] behind? Do you only have [Dragon Slayer] and [Slime] in your mind? ?!!!"

As a result, this time, I was spit on the collar by the old drunkard.

"Don't say anything about Dragon Warrior, what's wrong with Slime, isn't it cute? Soft, flick..."

"..."

The old drunkard grew his mouth wide, showing a desperate gray, let go of his hand, staggered a few steps, and walked staggeringly to Seattle and Carlos, holding their hands solemnly, eyes tearful.

"The task of saving Diablo falls on both of you."

Hello! !

"Come back quickly, just call Bingzhi Decapitation Sword, don't change anything, just call Bingzhi Decapitation Sword!!"

"Why my move, you have to decide, ah! I have decided, except for [Chao. Wushen Bajian] and [stick popsicle], I will definitely not take other names, I will choose from these two selected!!"

Seattlek and Carlos, who were watching, watched the argument, dumbfounded, glanced at each other, wiped the sweat from their foreheads, and quietly ran to the training ground to practice.

As a result, this unsuccessful quarrel, on the way, experienced the old drunkard's repeated forceful coercion, and continued until the sun went down. The dry old drunkard was helpless, with a look of despair, shaking The pendulum went back to the old nest.

This was a great victory. Against the pale back of the old drunkard who disappeared in the sunset, I was pierced with a long gun and covered me with a bag, and made a V-shaped gesture.

"How about [Alice's Popsicle]?"

At dinner~www.ltnovel.com~ I still talked about this great victory with the girls, and I added a mouth to it, and suddenly remembered the trick of transforming my blood bear [Vilas's pan] ].

Is it possible to add some prefixes? After glancing at the little ghost, I suggested.

"Forget it, I don't want to be treated as a fool by others."

The little ghost "Woo~Woo~" chewed after-meal snacks-a dazzling and complete diamond, just like a squirrel squirrel, and vomiting without lifting his head.

"Oh, sir, I also have something to discuss with you."

Velas suddenly remembered something, put down the chopsticks, looked at me with folded hands, the gentle smile on Qiao's face was intoxicating.

"Can you change that trick [Vilas's pan")?

In an instant, an indescribable courage emanated from the harmless smile of Velas's humans and animals, and in terms of the words on the rivers and lakes, it was-murderous! !