Diablo Destruction

The morning sun was still rising lazily, and the mist left in the early hours of the morning was instantly broken like the sage girl who had just been attacked by the protagonist in YY's novel, and had no time to whisper. Turn into a drop of tears.

"look……"

　　 pointed to a black shadow in the distance, and Lal said proudly. "That's our destination, the total base of humanity on the Dark Continent, Camp Roger."

I looked towards the dark shadow in the distance. Oh my god, there is still a half-day journey. I have seen its outline in such a distant place, and its hugeness can be imagined. It also accommodates hundreds of thousands of people. Is this really a camp? It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a castle.

　　 "Ah, forget you are also in Camp Roger, haha~~"

　　Lal seemed to find his mistake, and he smiled heartily.

　　 is like a person who clearly knows your hometown, but still can't help pointing to there and desperately telling you: "Look, that's my hometown, prosperous and magnificent." This is a sense of belonging pride.

　　 "You will be able to see your family soon, and it has been out for more than a month (I lied that it has been more than half a month when I met them). The family must miss you."

　　 "I don't have any family anymore." I said sadly, and remembered another world's home. That was my real home.

　　 "Sorry, Wu, I solemnly apologize to you."

　　Lar said with a guilty look, in this chaotic world, there are too many orphans and widows.

　　……

　　……

　　 When the sun rose above our heads, I finally saw the edge of Camp Roger. At this time, two people wearing leather clothes and long bows greeted us from the front. I only glanced at them and judged that these two people should be so-called Rogers, either from the game or Lal. , Both of them have Rogge standard templates, medium size, slender and slender figure, handsome appearance, and that unique costume, holding the only long bow they are good at, look carefully, if If the ears are not the same as normal humans, they look very similar to the legendary elves.

　　 "Great Barbarian Lord Doug, Lord Geoff, and Lord Paladin Lar, welcome you back, and this respectable adult is...?"

The two looked at me suspiciously. Although there were hundreds of thousands of people in the Camp Roger, there were only a few thousand people who changed jobs. They were already familiar with them, so the strange faces in front of them should be new ones. No doubt.

　　 "New Druid, Wu Fan."

　　 Lar said with a shrug.

　　 "Nice to meet you, distinguished Druid, Master Wu Fan, please allow me Al (Me Dirk) to show you the highest respect."

The two solemnly placed their right hands on their chests, bowed, and said in unison, the newly-appointed transferee was a major event, which represented the strength of the entire Roger camp, so they seemed so happy, so Humble.

　　Although they have learned from Lal that their Druid's identity is very noble, when I first received such respect, as a person who has always lived in an equal world, I still seemed a little overwhelmed.

　　 "Okay, okay, don't freak out the boy."

　　Lal patted me on the shoulder and said to two Rogers strangely.

　　 "Is there anything in these months?"

On the way, Lar asked casually.

　　 "There is nothing special about it. Last month, a large group of fallen demon accidentally wandered into this neighborhood. Fortunately, the timely discovery did not cause casualties."

Dirk replied that their job is to patrol the entire Roger camp. There are thousands of rogers like them. They are divided into three shifts to protect the entire Roger camp. Ordered sinkers, corpses and the like can be dealt with by several Rogers. If they are monsters of the brigade, they will wisely choose to avoid them and immediately report the situation. There are thousands of transferees here. The Rogge camp of the Wanluoge archer, even if a few large groups of monsters strike, is just a piece of cake.

　　 After a while, the whole frame of the Roger Camp appeared more and more clearly in my eyes.

　　Is this the Camp Roger? I was dumbfounded at the fence, not because it was too majestic, but...it was too shabby. As the main wall of the rejection of the enemy, it was really like the game, it was surrounded by countless pieces of wood, It’s only about 5 meters high. Although it looks like the ground pile is very strong, it won’t be blown down by a gust of wind. The entire wall is also very tightly enclosed. The top end of the wall is also sharpened, as if it is very sharp. Looks like.

　　However, compared to the walls of the stone barriers, it is still seriously insecure.

　　 "Seeing this wooden fence, doesn't it feel like the scale that hundreds of thousands of people should have."

　　Lal seemed to see my doubts and said with a smile.

　　 I nodded.

　　 "Actually, how did I feel at first, then I couldn't bear it, so I went to ask Mother Akara."

　　 Akara, the blind nuns Akala who believes in the Great Eye? I secretly said, it seems that her position in Camp Roger is very high.

What did Sister Akara say? I couldn't resist the curiosity in my heart and asked immediately.

　　Lal smiled, and the whole person was immersed in the previous period.

　　 "One of the reasons is to use simple wooden fences. One reason is that people in Camp Roger are very mobile, so they often need to expand the fence."

　　 At this time, Lal seemed to be a military generation, and he had the momentum of the mountains and rivers, but the neighbor Doug immediately told me that he was just speaking the original words of Akara.

　　 gave Doug a hard look, and Lal continued.

"Second, Camp Rogge is built on the **** wasteland with the least invading influence of the entire dark continent, so it is the safest. The monsters here are generally not high in IQ, so there is no need to worry that they will carry out organized attacks, wooden fences It's enough."

　　 "What if Andalier personally led the army to attack."

　　 "Hey, this question is well asked, you can think of Andalil, indicating that you still have some ideas about the overall situation, but this question is also the most stupid question." Lal did not care about my face.

"With the distance of the ancient tomb from our Rog, as long as we find it in time, create various traps halfway, sneak attack, whether the Andariel army can safely come to the Rog camp is a problem, to be honest I am very much Welcome its offense, but it represents countless experiences."

　　Lal cruelly added his lips, a bloodthirsty murderous corpse-like appearance.

"What is Andalil’s greatest advantage? UU Reading is www.uukanshu.com. It is good at group warfare, and the small nest in which it is located generally can only accommodate a few transferees to fight it if it dares to run out. , I promise. There must be no **** left."

　　 "Andalil is so weak, why is it still alive now, can no one kill it?"

　　 As soon as my words came out, I felt bad, not only the three of them, but the Roger archer who led the way also turned around and looked at me in amazement, a posture to meet an alien. .

　　 maintained such an awkward atmosphere for a while, before Lal shook his head.

　　 "I really don't know which wilderness you came from, how can you not even know this basic common sense."

　　 "Forget it, let me tell you instead of your **** master. If we transferers want to go further, we must go to Lu Gain, where a stronger enemy is waiting for us."

　　Lar touched the hedgehog's beard and continued.

"And only by killing Andalil will we be eligible to go to Lu Gain. Therefore, Andalil is not incapable of killing. On the contrary, it has died countless times, but it will be reinstated soon after it is killed. It’s just a resurrection."

　　 "Killed and resurrected, how can we fight a long war with hell, can't we never win?" I asked with a shocked expression.

Lal seems to have given up on me and covered his forehead in general: "Uh~~, dear Wu, this question is a bit complicated. If you have time, let Mother Akara explain it to you. She likes nagging the most. , Oh my head, damn, your **** master, you better not meet me..."

　　 Fortunately, Lar blamed my ignorance on the master who did not exist.