Diablo Destruction

Get out of Akara's little tent. I'm still a bit foggy, and I can't feel the real feeling of stepping on the ground with my light steps.

Akara's words gave us a group, especially a great shock to me. In addition, there was a little unwillingness and frustration. It turned out that I didn't fully understand the little ghost.

"Brother Wu, where are you going to go next?" Carlos' eyes came out to me.

"I have something to do with you?"

The listlessness stopped, and I looked up at them and asked rhetorically.

"We plan to go to Mr. Kasha first." Carlos shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"Hurry up and inform Mr. Kasha of the content of the meeting just now. Elder Akara’s sentence doesn’t seem to be a joke. If we get a few steps late, in case of an accident, Mr. Kasha can’t drink. , Then a few of us will be unlucky."

"That's it, go quickly."

I was suddenly agitated and urged, "Wine is the life of the old woman. If this leads to her already distorted character, and twisted again, then...

Saying. A character that is more distorted than the current character of the old drunkard-Rao is a battle-hardened person who has read countless Gs, and he can't imagine what it is. Can it be classified as a creature?

There was a secret talk in my heart, and I gave Carlos a glance at them.

"Go ahead, I will go and see Lena, and I will not go with you."

"We will go to the training ground later. Are you going to come together, Brother Wu?"

I just wanted to take a step, Carlos asked again.

"Grandpa's, after listening to Akara's words, there is an inexplicable sense of crisis. I don't want to be beaten by the profession of the Holy Girl in that area. Long live hard! Long live battle!!"

Seattle Ke couldn't help yelling, knowing that the little ghost could easily break through the power of the world, and even after he could compete with the Four Demon Kings, his sense of crisis came inexplicably.

You just say that Salna is all right. After all, she has put in the same effort as Seattle Ke, and even her talent is slightly higher, but Alice... The proud Seattle Ke doesn’t want to be treated as a career for all these years. Sweat and hard work compare.

Carlos didn't speak at all, but looking at the tangled expression on his face, he must have felt the same as Seattle.

"I probably won't be able to go, you two should practice first, and accompany you tomorrow."

After thinking about it, I always felt that I would spend a lot of time with Lena, and I declined the invitation.

"Be careful, Brother Wu, if you don't work hard. Maybe you will be surpassed by that ghost someday."

Before leaving, Seattle still teased me like this.

"Go, go, who do you think I am, but I am her husband, she dare not succeed?"

I lifted my chest, and suddenly felt a man's pride burst out.

"Really? I don't look like it now."

Seattlek whispered, and finally disappeared into sight with Carlos' figure.

After scratching my head, I walked towards the residence of Lena, not far from the little black shop in Akara...

...

"These children are growing faster than I expected."

In the original noisy tent, there are now two old people, Akara and Kane.

"Indeed, and did not expect that Her Royal Highness Alice could be promoted to the profession of Saint Virgin." Kane sighed leisurely while drinking tea.

"It makes me a little..."

Akara paused and looked out the window: "It made me a little urge to fight hard."

"Missing this time, maybe waiting another 10,000 years, or even 100,000 years, it will be difficult to usher in such a good situation now." Kane nodded in agreement.

"By the way, Farah seems to have that [thing] there." Akara suddenly remembered something like this, saying this.

"You don't say that I forgot, the old ghost of Fara is really boring, and even spent so much time doing that kind of [thing]."

Kane seemed to remember something, and shook his head with a smile.

"I thought no one could use it, but now... isn't it right? It seems that the old ghost occasionally whim. Still can make something useful."

The smile on Akara's face was both joy and frustration. I was glad that the old man of Farah had personally experimented, and finally he made up a guy who was very useful, but helplessly-in these years, he seems to be only Tampering with such a delightful thing.

The two elders in charge of more than 90% of the Alliance’s rights, while discussing the content of the meeting just now, came to Fara’s tent again. This is the second time Akara has come today, and she is rare in a month. Once, without him, he wouldn't run here even when he was idle. It was too dangerous.

"Boom--!!!"

Just walked to the door, the familiar explosion sound trembling slightly along with the earth, a choking smoke squirted out of the tent door, again welcoming the arrival of the two elders in this way.

"Cough, Farah, are you guys alive?"

With his nose covered, he walked into the tent. Kane stepped on something soft and seemed to be alive. His eyes were covered with dust. Kane couldn't clearly see what he stepped on. He quickly stepped back and went subconsciously. The group kicked again.

"Cough, if I don't count the kicks you kicked, I'm fine."

Under Kane's feet, Farah's angry voice came up, and a gray figure slowly climbed up from the dust. Coughing, there were several conspicuous footprints on the dark mage robe that matched the soles of Kane.

"I said you're okay to run to my feet?"

Kane is not a fuel-efficient thing. When he sees it, he starts to sue first. The two old men were originally dead enemies. They are familiar with the skills of a stick. They seem to be thin. But they are still strong. The crutches that have been tested have been used by Farah countless times on serious occasions.

"You guys, do you have any new acrobatic tricks from the stubborn three-section stick, and dare to break into my house and make trouble?"

Farah heard the words, his eyes narrowed suddenly, his amazing sharp eyes flashed, and there was already a cane in his hand.

"If you give it a try, you know if it's acrobatics."

Kane's eyes were equally sharp. The walking stick in his hand didn't know what mechanism was pressed. It was gently pulled and cut into three pieces crisply. It became a three-sectioned stick. Flurry, Kane's mouth kept making the sound of "Wow~Wow~" at the same time.

"Both of you will stop me a little."

Akara apparently did not intend to watch the martial arts drama starring two high-ranking elders in the league. With her words stopped, the two old men, who were old and unwilling, finally glared fiercely at each other. Put away the weapons.

"What's the matter with you? I'm very busy."

With a look at the wicked glance, Kane and Akara glanced, Farah made a big move, a messy ground, those scattered books, papers, notes, feather pens, fragments, etc., at least thousands of them were scattered on the ground. Just under Farah’s big move, the entire room seemed to flow backwards in time, and the messy items all flew neatly to their own placement according to the position before the explosion.

Teleportation is the most basic skill of a wizard. It is also the most capable of embodying a wizard’s unfounded skills. Like Farah, he can control thousands of items at once, allowing each item to perform different actions, fly in different directions, and accurately correct them. Put it in the original position, this craftsman, even if the field-level wizard is coming, he will sigh himself.

Of course, this is probably related to his frequent cleaning.

"The cleaning work is doing pretty well, Akara. See if you should make the best use of it. Let the old man clean up the entire camp every day."

For Farah's ostentation, Kane expressed his scorn.

"Are you coming to say this? If so, then you have said it, so please go back to me."

Farah showed a superior posture and greeted Kane's provocation.

"Okay, the two of you listened to my words first, and then I don't care if you want to quarrel or beat." Akara severely twitched the cane, interrupting the words of the two who wanted to continue to grind their mouths.

"Fara, let's talk about what you think of Wu's fight this morning."

"That kid?"

Farah whispered softly, then came to the test stand, tinkered with a spherical magical instrument, took a memory crystal from his body and put it on it, suddenly the light in the whole room dimmed, and then a realistic stereoscopic projection image, from The magical instrument was thrown out and played slowly in the dark room.

The figure flashing above the image is the fierce battle between the field level this morning.

After looking at it for a while, Farah wrinkled an old face and spit out the seven-character evaluation of "strength is so-so".

"Your jealousy is clearly written on your face."

Kane looked at Farah's face with contempt.

"So, look at Wu now, can you use that thing?"

"which one?"

Faramont suddenly reacted, and his beard shuddered in horror.

"You are talking about my baby!!"

then. He quickly calmed down and watched the battle above the projected image carefully. After a while, an old face became more and more tangled.

"Damn, what a terrible recovery ability, when confronted with such field-level opponents, the kid behaved like he just took a breath. Other than that, the recovery power alone, I am afraid that the strong of the world's power can grind Scared."

After thinking about it, Farah finally came to a conclusion.

"It should work, although it may still be a bit reluctant."

After saying this, suddenly, in the middle of the empty room, a giant sword suddenly stood tall in front of the three men. The sword body was only five or six meters long, setting them like a slap. Villain.

Except for its huge size, the shape of this great sword is not unique. It is exactly like the magnified sword that the standard Paladin practiced.

However, at this moment, this simple-shaped giant sword, as if it had been given life, is flowing with a magical brilliance that makes people feel throbbing.

It's the dream of a person, and it's hard to believe his eyes. It is the appearance of the entire sword. Starting from the position of the hilt, every inch of the place is densely covered with precision magic arrays of fly-sized size. These magic arrays Densely linked together, from the position of the hilt to the tip of the sword, no subtle places were dropped. The entire sword was up and down, all covered by the magic circle.

These mini-magic arrays radiate mysterious shimmers. From a distance, they are like the fine dragon scales on the dragon. They give the people who see them a great shock. The rich magic elements emanating from the upper and lower parts of the body give this The lifelike spirit of the giant sword seems to be turned into a giant dragon at any time.

If a master of magic is here, seeing this giant sword, I'm afraid it will immediately scare off the chin.

Above this sword, up and down, at least engraved nearly 100,000 such magic arrays, these magic arrays are all the same magic array, the function is also single and the same, the magic array itself is not a esoteric and complicated Things, ordinary mages can be inscribed.

However, like Farah, engraving the scaled-down magic array on the giant sword is to engrave one hundred thousand in one breath, and link these magic arrays together, then the difficulty comes, and the most needed among them is not Technology is not strength, but carefulness and patience. Even if there is a mistake in the middle, the whole sword will be scrapped when it is light, and exploded when it is heavy, uh...

That is to say, for example, you engraved the ninety-nineth of nine hundred and ninety-nine, and then accidentally slipped your hand, then I am sorry, please come over again.

Engraving 100,000 magic arrays on the giant sword like this is definitely not a job that one can do, but a large group of mages can complete it, and this giant sword finally made...

If a master of magic is present, you will certainly shake your head in regret at this time and say: The mages who made this giant sword must have been idle and hurt. I would rather spend the time spent making this giant sword running around the sea for ten laps. It won't do this boring, and even if it is successfully produced, the finished product is almost impossible for someone to use.

Obviously, Farah and his group of masters are such a group of fanatics.

"However, will it be too big?"

Seeing this giant sword again, Kane's heart was filled with praise and egg pain.

"If you don't make it so big, how can you engrave a hundred thousand magic circle?"

Farah looked at Kane's eyes with contempt, and his question was silly as if to ask why he had an **** on his butt.

"Originally, I also thought about using it for Wu Xiaozi. His blood bear turned into a shape that fits this giant sword very well. However, due to his pseudo-real strength at that time, it was far from being able to use this sword. I think Waiting for him to break into the field and say, who knows..."

Farah glanced at the puppet bear on the projection, suddenly turned his back to Kane and Akara, and slapped on the ground with a few rolls before standing again. His face was correct, and he continued to talk helplessly.

"Who knows this kid's domain posture has changed back to such a small size."

"Should... be able to hold it."

Akara tried to draw a picture of the size of the hilt, but she couldn't help but the giant sword on the ground. The hilt was six or seven meters high from the ground. Which one could she reach?

"it should be no problem."

Farah's teleported gauntlets with wide sides protruding from both sides were enough to let a thin and dry man such as Farah sit on it, gently stroking the hilt, just like stroking his own child, gently muttering Road.

"Happy, you finally have a place to use."

...

Naturally, it is impossible for me to know what is happening to me in Farah’s tent at this moment. Standing in front of Lena’s door, I was thinking hard about what method to give to a baby sister who hasn’t seen her in more than a month. Come an unexpected surprise.

Cough, first of all, the so-called surprise is that you can't let the other party discover in advance, if you find it, it will not be a surprise.

With a thought in my mind, I quietly pushed open the door, crouching, and carefully walked in with my steps without making any sound.

Lena didn't sleep, leaning on the bed halfway, the quiet and ethereal light gray pupil that didn't eat human fireworks, looked quietly in front of her, her little white hands on a book, her fingertips dancing lightly, Gently stroke the top of the book.

I was reading a book quietly. The warm breeze blew through the window screen and came to this quiet room. It seemed to be soothed by the quiet breath of Lena. It became quiet and restless. Everything was like the scenery in the scroll.

After taking those medicines, Lena’s complexion now looks much better than it was at the time of the werewolf. I don’t know how much. The quiet and beautiful face was originally as white as the snow and ice of Harogas, and it was all over the body. A breath of sick beauty.

But now~www.ltnovel.com~ the perfect and flawless face that the Goddess of Ice and Snow will also admire has a faint blush, although it still seems to give a delicate and weak temperament, but it is no longer there The feeling that people seem to never get up after sleeping.

Softly, softly, while looking at Lina, I quietly entered the room, watching with interest how she would react.

When Lena is alone, what will it look like? My brother is very interested.

Well, a month passed like this, Xiaoqi was still a treasure sword, as always, with the power of the second emperor, he took down the whole month of this month.

In November, in general, the subscription is the same as usual... I’m not forceful. I won’t vomit about this point, but I still want to thank everyone for your monthly ticket support, although it was sadly kicked out of the category on the last day. The top ten, but the overall ranking is still maintained at more than eighty, which is better than the previous few months. Primary seven is here to thank you all.

The final month-end routine speech-tomorrow is a new month, please vote for Xiaoqi as much as possible, um, thank you.