Diablo Destruction

That was the overwhelming scarlet devil. Dyeing this desert red, and looking at it from the top, it looks like a pot of scarlet red blood stirring constantly, exuding the evil breath that can erode and pollute the soul.

There are no more than ten thousand in number. All the degenerate demon gather together, there is no trace of impurities, like the evil cuckoo that runs through the mountains and the wild, like blood dripping red, black air lingering, with a mad and filthy beauty of hell, this spectacular scene Even if it was not seen in two monster attacks, it was only fortunate to witness Bishobosu's nest in Rog camp.

But differently, whether it is the first world or the second world Bishubosu's nest, I have seen, although the quantity has not been lost before, but the quality is far from comparable, and this group exudes naked strong , Irritability, destruction. And compared to the sinking demon with a shrewd and savvy eyes, all the sinking demon I have seen before are as fragile as toys.

No, I have seen it at that time, such a sinking demon! !

The memory that was about to be wiped out in my mind suddenly woke up under strong stimulation, yes, yes, I remembered that I had seen such a guy, exactly the same guy! !

It was more than two years after I came to the dark world, probably because of an opportunity, and attracted the attention of the devil Andalil. At that time, it sent such a thing to the first world Rog camp, It happened to be against myself, and was finally sent back to my hometown to get married.

The sinking demon is a sinking demon entity from hell! !

Concealed eyes and Carlos looked at each other, and they all found the shock in their eyes, and it seems to have guessed it. This is afraid that there are tens of thousands of sinking demons, real demons and butchers from hell, their power Although it may not be much stronger than the monsters here, it is more cunning, insidious, evil, and bloodthirsty. Brutality... Even if all negative and vicious words of scorn are thrown on them.

The most important thing is that these sinking demons that came out of **** are going through battles!

It is from these sinking demons that the powerful momentum exudes is very wonderfully gathered together. I don't know how to describe it in detail. If it is explained in house terms, that's fine.

Each sinking demon is like a component of Transformers. These components fit together perfectly, and finally form a huge mechanical monster that presses us out of breath, according to the sky, vomiting clouds, eyes like thunder, Seems to destroy the world.

Probably this feeling is right, um.

"Ao -----!!!"

From the middle of that burst of trembling roar, I saw the center of this blood-stained red carpet, a figure bent over slowly stood up, and finally stood upright, spread his hands, and raised his body, giving out the darkness that was just now. A majestic roar, a huge body two feet tall stood in the center of a dwarf-like sinking demon. So tall and awe-inspiring, invincible.

From a distance, I can only see the figure's hair. It looks like Medusa is generally spiritual, and the shape that rises to the sky is as dazzling as an eternal sunfire.

Just seeing this hair with such personality and the female body, without thinking about it, we already guessed the identity-yes, she is the big devil Andalier!

Fortunately, the Andalil is not a real body in front of him. From the momentum he exudes, he should only be a doppelganger. It is the tens of thousands of fallen demons who really hold us out of breath, using a strangeness that he cannot understand. The **** breath radiated by the way of integrating one's own momentum into one body is generally the same as the coming of the Devil Real Body. It is so large and dark, it makes people feel where this group of sinking demons is, and that huge dark breath will be It instantly turned into a **** on earth where the grass didn't die and life disappeared.

I don't know what it means to be run by Andalil from Camp Roger.

The next moment, I understood why. After Andalil appeared, the momentum of thousands of sinking demons suddenly showed signs of life. These sinking demons screamed with excitement and cruelty, and their voices became one piece, as if the armor had burst The No. 1 machine roared high and spread its AT position, sweeping the entire desert! !

I x, Sister Ann is the boss of the Sinking Demon. Of course, when I come, I can play an inspiring and even central role.

I figured this out, and I blinked my eyelids in depression — no way. Now that the whole body can move without being spotted by the monsters on the opposite side, these eyelids are left.

There are also twelve pseudo-real-level elder fallen wizards! !

After the appearance of Andalil, the twelve sinker sorcerers who had a special place in this scarlet carpet all around it attracted my attention.

Take everything into your eyes, and after nothing is missing, quietly, using slightly funny and embarrassed hands and feet, continue to move backwards until the sand dunes are lowered, we dare to stand up, look at each other, cover up the momentum after what we can The maximum speed reached quickly ran away.

After more than ten kilometers, everyone gathered together breathlessly, their eyes gurgling and communicating their own shock at the moment.

"Grandma, this... what the **** is going on?"

Even in the face of Seattle, who had never defeated Yi Zuer, his voice was trembling.

Too powerful, really too powerful. Tens of thousands of fallen demon entities, twelve elite degenerate magicians who have reached a high level in the pseudo realm, plus Andalil’s avatar, this strength has strength. To have experience, experience, and a mindful army of hell, already qualified to sweep the second world.

Only, what is that terrible breath? The most terrifying thing in it was not Andalil’s avatar, nor the twelve pseudo-real-level fallen wizards.

It is precisely the sinking demon that looks the weakest in strength, and the breath fits perfectly. Regardless of its power, at least the momentum it shows is no different from the arrival of the real devil.

I have seen a similar phenomenon a while ago. It is those mages on the city wall that when they are performing magic together, there is a faint sign of fusion in the spiritual fluctuations, forming a larger, breathless power.

It's just that the momentum combined by hundreds of mages, no matter in quantity, quality, or fit, is far inferior to the 10,000 sinking demons just now, which makes me in fear. There is an inexplicable sense of self-mockery-when did our transferees master and apply the skill of the momentum, even compared to a small sinking demon?

"What's the matter with the sinking demons? Why is it the weakest guy who can exude the most terrifying momentum?!"

After a vague understanding in my mind, Seattlek, who had a barbarian mouth, looked at us shamelessly.

"Huh? Didn't Mr. Kasha tell you?"

Carlos seemed to be more surprised than we were, and looked at the other three. Sister Salna pursed her cold and proud lips, she seemed to know what it looked like, Seattle Ke was dazed, Carlos was surprised by Seattle Ke's daze. .

What... what is this?

Why is it also taught by the old drunkard, and Seattle and I will feel a sense of being crowded out by teachers and classmates?

"No, Seattle Ke should definitely know that. I still remember very clearly that when Mr. Kasha talked about this knowledge, you also stood by."

Carlos said very surely, watching Seattle's eyes reveal confusion.

"Really don't remember what the teacher Kasha taught us during the student era?"

"Yes, is there such a thing? Why did I completely forget it? It was also about 50 or 60 years ago in the student era. Thank you so much, Carlos, so you still remember that I was doing What?"

As Seattle sternly inserted his tail finger into his nostril, he kept turning around and asked, as he snarled and angry.

"Remember, when Mr. Kasha taught this knowledge. You look around and do the same things as you do now."

Carlos pointed blankly at Seattle's behavior.

I:"……"

It seems that I blamed the old drunkard.

"Haha, you still remember this, my memory is good, my brother."

Rao is a Seattle-like thick-skinned Seattlek. He can't help but smirk, pulling his tail finger out, and then sticking together there is a sticky thing.

Isn't this guy sick?

"As for Brother Wu, I don't know very well."

Carlos looked at me with the gaze that you were picking your booger when Ms. Kasha taught.

"Hey?"

I made a silly response, is this the case? Why can't I remember, the only thing I'm sure of is that even if I was outside of the wandering thing at that time, I would never be like the fellow of Seattle Ke, so there is no way to pick booger under the general public.

"Forget it, I will replace Mr. Kasha and say it to you again. Don't forget it in the future, otherwise you may lose your life."

Three good students Carlos probably despaired of our two bad students, and sighed deeply. Seattle Ke and I sat down in a hurry and listened.

When the book is used, there is less hatred, and it means that the two of us are now.

"Listen, even if it is an entity, the power of 10,000 sinking demons is not as good as a real devil. The gap between the two is not enough to make up for it."

Run the throat, Carlos began to enter the teaching mode.

"However, why can it exude the momentum that is not inferior to that of the devil? This is related to what I am going to explain to you now."

It seems that we want to evoke our curiosity for deep memory. When it comes to here, Carlos pauses to sell the pass, and looks at us two with a scholarly temperament.

I really can't see it, this guy has a decent eye as a teacher.

"Possibility!!"

Gently, he spit out a word lightly from his mouth. For me and Seattlek, it seemed like heaviness, and there was a feeling of enlightenment in my heart.

"We call this ability [potential]. The strength of the tens of thousands of fallen demons together is indeed inferior to that of a demon king, but the momentum they all fit together is actually pushing the devil to come. ."

Speaking of which, Carlos's face sank slightly.

"In the first and second worlds, this kind of ability is not common. As monsters of projections and avatars, no matter how many they are, they cannot form the so-called [potential], but in the third world, [potential] this kind of thing, But it is an essential ability for us to fight monsters. The first adventurer to reach the third world is to learn how to integrate his [potential] into everyone’s [potential]. Giant monsters fight, otherwise, even if your comrades are around, you will feel that you are fighting alone."

"It turns out this way."

Seattle Ke and I suddenly realized that the chick nodded like a peck. The reason is not difficult to understand. Besides, we already had such vague guesses. Carlos' words were like pointing to road signs, which made us guess. Guided to the right path.

"[Positive] is a terrible thing. I’m afraid you have experienced it just now. The coercion it produces is dozens or hundreds of times more powerful than our adventurer’s field. Ask yourself. Among them, how much can we show the strength? I'm afraid less than 50%."

Carlos looked at us and said that he had to admit this fact. I nodded in frustration, even Sister Salna didn't deny it.

"It is still a considerable distance away. If it is directly surrounded by this [potential], with the strength of our pseudo realm, under the huge pressure, I am afraid that even the strength of standing up will not be left. Therefore, in the third world, in the face of those groups gathered together, the number is enough to form even a tiny [potential] monster group, the adventure team is also difficult to shake."

Huh?

Why does my sixth sense cause a deep chill to one of Carlos' words? Isn't it a tragedy aura to happen again, don't bastard! ! ! !

"However, I didn't expect that these stupid and deceitful demons could produce [potentials], and the Third World is really something to behold."

These people completely ignored my side and groaned, talking, and Seattlek took Carlos's words and tilted his head in confusion, seeming to think that he had thought the Third World too simple before.

"No, Seattle, I don't deny the next sentence, but I have to correct the previous sentence." As soon as Seattle's words fell, Carlos shook his head aside.

"The emergence of [potential] has nothing to do with cleverness or stupidity, so we cannot take the stupidity of the sinking demon as an example."

Probably because the teacher became addicted, Carlos moistened his throat and continued to make up for the two students who were sitting in front of us.

"Several factors that generate [potential]. First, as I just said, at least there must be a soul core, that is, real life. Only things that really have life can produce self-aware cognition, so that the soul The sentiment released in the process is [potential], which is the essence of the potential. No matter how strong the strength and number of monster projections and avatars of the first and second worlds, no potential can be generated, which is the reason. "

Seeing us show a sudden expression, Carlos nodded in satisfaction and continued.

"Secondly, the emergence of [potential] requires that each individual in it has a considerable fit. This fit is what our adventurers call teamwork, an adventure team that truly dissolves the entire team into individuals. Even the breathing frequency can be instinctively consistent during combat."

"So, this kind of cooperation that has been exercised for a long time has nothing to do with cleverness. For the **** demon, can he temper the [potential], and pay more attention to the three major aspects, first, whether they are the same race; second, Whether the fighting methods are the same; third, whether they have a pure evil heart.

For example, a group of sinking demon, and a group of death knights, may no matter how to train, it is impossible to practice [potential], because of their different races, for sinking demon, death knight is the superior, at the top of the food chain; two The attack methods of the attackers are also different. The sinking demon is a melee, and the death knight is the main long-range assisted melee. Finally, the death knight is much more arrogant and cunning than the sinking demon. It is impossible to cooperate with it, so they will never be between them. [Possibility] may occur. On the contrary, a group of sinking demons born purely for killing are the easiest to generate. "

"Carlos, according to what you say~www.ltnovel.com~ Cann't our adventurers also easily generate the potential?" Seattle Ke, who turned into a good student from the skipping class, asked with his hand raised.

"That's right, in fact, under the pressure of the current situation, those of us who are determined to drive out demons are the easiest to produce this kind of thing."

Speaking of which, Carlos smiled slightly.

"However, because the number of people in each adventure team simply cannot meet the minimum requirements generated by [Positive], so everyone does not understand this ability. This is related to the strategy of the alliance. In the first and second worlds, it is not Need to rely on [potential], and in the third world, there will naturally be experienced predecessors to teach you to quickly master this ability."

Many friends who went out to work on the National Day came home, and the dream that Xiao Qizhai broke out at home was reduced to a bubble. Today they were pulled out to play for a day. Originally, they wanted to push the plot directly to 9000 words. It seems that it can only be divided into two chapters. Now, the next chapter will be late at night, Xiaoqi will not sleep tonight, um.

PS: Thank you for your book reward [Natural fear of insects]. Now there is no system posting, and Xiaoqi can’t give you the best rewards or overhead, sorry.