Diablo Destruction

"I am the angel-killing sword that you gave me a messy appearance, a messy attribute, and a messy name."

The Holy Sword's attitude changed so quickly that it was beyond human reach. In just a short moment, it completed its... uh... evolution from sage to shrew?

Faced with this huge change, I felt like I was struck by thunder. My mouth opened wide, and I finally managed to hold back a sentence.

"You...you are, the sword in my storage box."

"exactly."

"But it's not in this shape. My angel-killing sword is much prettier than yours." My mind was still a little confused, and I spoke out what was in my heart without paying attention.

"You...what did you say..., I..."

The tone of the Holy Sword's voice was raised greatly, filled with anger.

"Ahem, forget it, let's get to the topic."

The old man used the word "I" for a long time, suddenly changed his tone, coughed a few times, and said as if an adult doesn't remember the faults of a villain.

You must be changing the subject. Sure enough, do you also feel inferior to your ordinary appearance? What a poor guy. I looked at it sympathetically and did not continue to stimulate it.

"Wait a minute..."

I said out loud that there was something wrong with its words.

I gave it a form, attributes and a name. The name was okay, I named it after I found it in the storage box, but the form and attributes were clearly given by me on the computer in the original world. Why did I just do it casually in the modifier? A sword inexplicably turned into a holy sword. From the tone of it, it seemed as if it had been there for a long time.

However, these are not the most important.

"Do you know my original world? Do you know how to go back?"

I asked in a hoarse voice, not minding the fact that I would be exposed as a time traveler. I am now grasping a life-saving straw, and I can no longer care so much. From another perspective, its shape makes me feel no sense of crisis, and I feel that even if it is exposed, it will not be a big problem.

"Yes, I know you are from another world, although I don't know what world it is..." Shengjian said leisurely.

"But. Do you really want to go back that much?"

"Well……?"

Its next sentence seemed to hit the most vulnerable part of my heart, making me choke.

Yes, do you really look forward to going back that much? The original world had the familiar high-rise buildings, cars and subways, a warm home, and convenient appliances. There are also games and anime that I am addicted to. The most important thing is that it is safe there and I don’t have to worry about being killed next moment.

But, but besides that. In the original world, what else did I have? My parents are dead, and I don’t have many friends. They are all the kind who just play games together. When discussing how ordinary anime is, houses, money, appliances, etc. are just dead objects...

And in this world? Although it is strange and full of death threats, there are people I love most, close friends and elders here. The comrades who share life and death, the Amazons who exist like sisters, and those who care about me, Sara, Lal, Doug, Gefu, Aunt Sarai...their faces flashed in my heart one by one.

I suddenly felt a dilemma. It's like the elegant feeling of being in a big wave.

"It doesn't matter. If you really want to help me, then increase your strength quickly. Then pick up that sword and maybe you can communicate with me..."

It uses "that sword" to describe it, and it seems that it does not admit that it is its own identity. It is really a proud sword, with such a gorgeous appearance and such bt attributes. Aren't you looking down on me either?

Then. The world in my eyes began to slowly blur, its upright figure. It kept twisting and turning in front of my eyes. When my eyes darkened, I lost consciousness.

"Why……"

A faint sigh came from the empty doomsday battlefield.

"After so many years, I thought I had forgotten how to make sounds, but..." it looked at the empty battlefield and said with a wry smile.

"It seems even more lonely..."

Redeemer? Ah, I forgot to ask his name. However, he is a very interesting young man. Although he has a bit of a poisonous mouth, he has a kind heart.

It’s really exciting.

The next moment, the entire mountain of corpses it was standing on suddenly began to vibrate. The corpses of the angels piled under it, which were said to be immortal, were all scattered like ashes, and the true face of the entire mountain appeared.

Buried in the mountain of corpses is a huge golden skeleton. It maintains a half-crouched posture on the ground, with its skull facing the sky and its lower jaw open. It looks like it is looking up to the sky and roaring. There is a pair of unparalleled huge bone wings on its back, exuding... It shines with bright golden light, which is covered up, the second color between heaven and earth.

However, it is just a corpse, because the holy sword is inserted into its raised forehead, quietly, quietly...

Redeemer, you are the one who breaks the "rules" with me. My master, do you want to continue the sorrow of the end, or create a new history...

I opened my confused eyes, and what slowly came into my eyes was a dim small room. Fortunately, it was still normal. I wanted to rub my eyes, but I found that my hands were held tightly, and they were a pair of warm ones. , soft, yet slightly rough little hands. From the slightly moist sweat coming from the palms, it can be seen that these gentle little hands are held very tightly and for a long time.

I slowly turned my head, and a stunning face that was both happy and angry slowly appeared in front of me. The surprise and tenderness in those sea-blue eyes seemed to melt me. In the dim room, there was a faint candlelight. Next, that fair face was dyed with a layer of dim and soft tones, making her look like she was exuding the holy radiance of a goddess. For a moment, I was so stunned that I was speechless...

After a long time, I tilted my neck and said in a confused tone.

"Who are you……"

The two brothers Lal and Barbarian were drinking and bragging in the bar. The battle in Vitas Village ended yesterday, and their good brother Wu also came back a few days ago. Well... although he was stuck Mr. Xia brought it back. Although he has been unconscious since then, since Master Kasha said that he was safe and sound, they let go of their worries.

Moreover, according to Master Kasha, their brave and powerful brothers, with their own strength, took care of the mastermind behind this time - the Demon King Belial who had just arrived in the Dark Continent (the Demon King Belial is now alive) There is nothing to hide. It cannot be hidden for long), this was really good news that surprised and delighted them. Although they were worried about Belial’s appearance, after all, the mountains are high and the emperor is far away. It was not their turn to worry about Leer, so they were more happy and proud of their good brother.

Doug, the big-mouthed braggart, was frothing at the mouth and boasting to the adventurers about how his good brother had beaten Belial to pieces. He had no power to fight back, and his sharp mouth was as fast and smooth as a machine gun. Those who didn't know it would have thought he was witnessing it with their own eyes. I have to say that Doug's bragging skills were really amazing. Even though everyone knows that there are not many real elements in it, they still listen to it with interest. In the original world, he might have become a great writer.

"Ah - ah -"

Just when Doug said Taisho was wonderful. Belial, who was as ugly and ferocious as a crippled monster (one can imagine that his lies would soon be exposed), was beaten to a bruised and swollen face when he let out a shrill scream that even the sound of his loudspeaker could drown out. , came from a certain direction in the distance, the three of them looked at each other, why is this voice so familiar? Could it be...

They stood up with a whoosh, leaving behind the curious adventurers, and ran straight away amidst the bar owner's weak protest.

There was a sound of "touch--". The door was kicked open by the rude Doug. He spread out his hands in a hugging gesture, and opened his mouth wide, as if he wanted to give a warm and fierce greeting with a voice that was louder than a wolf's howl, but Unfortunately, the next moment, his voice was stuck in his throat. Keep your mouth open. One foot is a golden rooster, and two hands are like a roc spreading its wings. His big face covered with tattoos was red from suppressing it, which looked very funny, but he just didn't dare to spit out the sound in his throat.

What's wrong? Lar and Goff in the back looked at each other curiously. This was not like Doug's usual behavior! ? So they squeezed their heads through the gap between Doug and the door, and took a curious look inside.

The brave and powerful demon-slaying warrior, whom they call their good brother, Wu, is currently lying on the bed, with a blonde woman kneeling on his waist. This vicious woman is kneeling on the waist of their good brother Wu. , leaning forward slightly, strangled Wu's neck with one hand, hugged the back of his head in his arms, and raised his legs fiercely with the other hand, hooping their good brother into a U-shape. That ambiguous posture is better described as painful than beautiful.

Could this be the legendary god-level self-created skill - the Queen's U-shaped hoop?

The three of them swallowed unconsciously and touched their lower backs with empathy. Just seeing this posture made them feel very painful. One can imagine what their good brother was suffering at this moment. Such pain.

But even so, they didn't dare to stop it, and they didn't even make a sound.

"Um……?"

The blond woman glanced at them gently with her remaining eyes. Her fair and small nose gently let out a questioning tone with substantive majesty. Her eyes as deep blue as the sea seemed to be shaving. Like a level 12 storm, the roaring waves swallowed up the sky and the earth, making people feel as if they were inside, terrified.

They suddenly felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar, and their bodies subconsciously stood up straighter than Bai Yang. Their eyes did not stay for even a second in the eyes of their "good brother" asking for help, and they immediately raised their heads high.

"It's really rude. Please don't worry, sir, we didn't see anything."

Yes, they are the most loyal soldiers of the Queen. After saluting fiercely, they said loudly, and then lowered their eyes imperceptibly, and found that their Majesty the Queen had not looked at them again, but was focusing all her energy on them. He hit the "good brother" underneath him, and it could be seen from his more shrill screams that he seemed to be a little stronger.

They breathed a sigh of relief as if they had been forgiven, and then turned around decisively amidst the shrill screams. Doug did not forget to gently close the door and then close it tightly. He was really a good soldier.

Amidst the grief-stricken "traitor" sounds in the room, the three of them walked away calmly. Even Gefu, a seemingly honest and honest man, did not forget to pretend to wipe a drop of tear on his face.

Wu, don’t worry, we will definitely take good care of Sara. Next year when we visit her grave, we will never let you see her crying face.

The three of them looked up at the fleeting meteor and thought silently in their hearts.

"Ha...huhu..."

I gasped for air and rubbed my almost broken waist with uncertainty - could it really be used in the future?

However, I still couldn't get up. Sister Sharna was still sitting on my lower back. She seemed to have no intention of letting me go. Wow~~

Just as I was waiting in fear for the next punishment, my hair suddenly felt like it was dripping. I almost immediately turned around and glanced at my sister.

Her waist was bent down, and her hands were supporting both sides of my head. Her elegant and beautiful face was facing me, and her long golden hair hung straight on my cheek like a waterfall. .

The most important thing is that there was an imperceptible wet mark on her cheek, which almost made my heart become anxious immediately.

"I put my hands through her soft long hair, gently hugged her neck, and then applied a little force, but she didn't resist, just like a kitten after showing its power, she was docilely pulled into my arms...

"You bastard brother, do you want to scare me to death?"

She whispered softly in my ear, her voice as subtle as the breeze.

"I'm sorry..., I used a little force with my hands. At this moment, I really don't know how to describe the regret in my heart. My sister was obviously so scared, but I didn't feel her feelings at all, so I started acting like this. A naughty joke.