Diablo Destruction

Early the next morning, I was awakened by the messy and crisp chirping of insects and birds outside. A beam of light that didn’t know where it came from shone on my face. No matter how I shook my head to dodge, I couldn’t escape its ravaging range. In desperation, I had no choice but to open my eyes, and what I saw was the empty chapel last night, as well as a bit of white light coming from the window.

"Woo~~"

Xiaoxue's low and slightly pitiful whimpering sound reached my ears. As a summoned beast, it has a heavy responsibility. Not only does it want to be my pillow, but it also has to be on guard with the poisonous flower vines. Ever since I had them, I have There are very few traps set outside. What traps can compare to them?

Now think about it, druids are really unique in this regard. Although necromancers can also be summoned, those lifeless skeletons and stone demons can't compare with Xiaoxue and the others! Amazons also have the ability to summon Valkyries, but you have to level 60 to learn it. Fortunately, their sense of vigilance is the strongest among all professions. Even without traps, it is extremely difficult to sneak attack on them.

Assassins are an alternative form. They are proficient in traps. Setting traps has become a pleasure and even instinct for them. Even if there is no danger, they may set up a few traps from time to time.

The most pitiable among them are the barbarians, especially Doug's habit of being untouchable once he falls asleep. It is estimated that if Lal hadn't been there, he would have been secretly carried away by the Sinking Demon in his sleep and then thrown into the The steam is gone in the pot...

After packing up my things, I took out something to fill my stomach, and my eyes naturally focused on the shimmering temple. From the dim light, it could be seen that the power attached to this armored temple was relatively weak. It shouldn't last very long, only a few hours at most, according to Kane's book. The most powerful temple, the power can even last for about a day...

Why! ! What is the subtle loss caused by this great sense of satisfaction?

I carefully touched the temple with my fingers. At the moment of contact, there was no shaking or flashing lights. The whole process was so calm that it was a bit abrupt.

While inside, I just felt a gentle force constantly coming from the temple. In the blink of an eye, the originally very weak white light on the temple has completely dimmed, replaced by the faint light emitting from my body. If you look carefully from the perspective of a bystander, the white light all over my body at this time is... The forehead is cleverly formed into the shape of a long shield, which looks quite awe-inspiring, but it's a pity that I can't see it.

It seems to be nothing. I raised my hands and looked at them carefully for a long time. Except for a warm current flowing through them at the beginning, I could not feel the amazing power represented by these temples at all.

You can probably only notice it in battle. Aren't the things you say are ordinary and unremarkable? Think of this. I couldn't wait to open the church door.

What was coming was a dazzling light and an icy breeze. The heavy rain yesterday had stopped at some point, leaving only the colorful world washed by the rain. There is also a sense of dampness in the air.

With a touch of expectation, I walked towards the passage I chose last night. Not long after, I found a group of yellow little devils, about twenty or so, in a small courtyard outside the corridor. It just looks like there is a little demon mage who is the leader inside.

At this time, more than a dozen little devils were "heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh", taking away their treasure of the "group" - an ugly and dirty one. An earthenware pot that was probably thrown away by an old potter as a failure was lifted out. This large earthy gray earthenware pot could probably be stuffed with more than a dozen little devils, so they had to use more than a dozen people. , the earthen pot was carried out like an eight-carrying sedan, and several other little devils set up pot racks next to them, and piled up wood to light the fire, while the remaining little devils were left. At first glance. I almost fell to the ground.

As the saying goes, "the early bird catches the worm", especially in the early morning after rain like now. It seems to give people a feeling that if you don’t get up early, you are not a good bird, but the reality is cruel. Early birds may not be able to eat delicious breakfast, and may even be eaten by others as breakfast, just like what I saw in front of me The scene is ordinary...

Under the leadership of the little devil mage, the remaining few little devils were moving quietly in the small courtyard. Their targets were naturally the chirping birds. They stood on their toes, leaned towards them gently, and then suddenly One of his hands raised the knife and dropped it, and the beautiful little life suddenly died, and blood spattered. Occasionally, a few lucky ones escaped, but the little demon mage waiting next to him was hit with a fireball, looking like I can't eat it. The bad deeds of not letting you live roasted these poor birds who thought they had escaped until not even ashes were left.

What a bunch of bad guys.

Seeing their actions, I was angry, but suddenly felt a trace of unreasonable pity. How should I put it, it was like a criminal group that wanted to conquer the world, but had to queue up in a long line along the street to beg for help due to lack of funds. Just like a beggar, it's ridiculously pitiful.

I had some random thoughts in my mind, but I never planned to let these little devils go. Their indiscriminate killing of birds and beasts early in the morning was enough for me to spend some time trying to kill them.

First there was the little demon mage and several other little demons. I did not conceal the sound of my footsteps, so even though I was concentrating on hunting, they immediately spotted me when I was about ten meters away.

"Lakanixiu..."

The leading mage shouted vigilantly, and immediately scared away all the nearby birds and beasts, leaving only a dozen little corpses lying on the ground, seemingly annoyed that I had ruined their breakfast, especially the mage and a few little devils. Angry, they were good at crowd tactics, waving daggers, maces and other weapons in their hands, and rushed towards me first without waiting for the little devils behind them to catch up.

I stood there, signaling Xiaoxue behind me not to do anything, and then silently counted the distance between them. When the little devil mage's fireball hit me, I paused, and a ball of dazzling ground heat immediately condensed on my hand. The red flame ball, at the moment of waving. A chaotic flame that was as tall as a person and more than two meters wide soared into the sky, then spread along the ground, split into three and rushed towards the little devil. Wherever the flame passed, only a few screams of "chirp" were heard. , a few little devils didn’t even leave any residue behind, they just disappeared in front of me out of thin air. The violent flames spread for more than ten meters, and then gradually extinguished at the feet of the little demon mage. The poor little demon mage blinked his eyes wide, and the ghost-headed staff in his hand was frozen in the air. It looked like He planned to resurrect the dead little devils, but he couldn't find any corpses.

The instant magic is really cool. I thought about the feeling just now, well... How can I improve Fire Storm in the future? It is developed into something similar to the wizard's fire wall technique. A flame that controls the direction and can continue to burn, or other more suitable spells?

At my signal, Xiaoxue had already rushed forward and killed the little demon mage who was still in a daze. Until then, a dozen other little devils carrying earthen pots came belatedly. Seeing that the ugly big earthen pot was properly placed on the ground, I guess it took a lot of time to put it down.

But all their efforts were in vain. Before they could take a few steps away, the lazy crows with bad taste flew past their heads in vain, then aimed at their large earthenware pots and swooped over like bombers, only to hear a "bump". How could a poorly made earthenware pot be used? Withstanding a peck from a lazy crow, the pierced place suddenly opened with countless cracks, and then there was a "pop" sound. Cracked into dozens of large tiles that even the best craftsman could not repair.

As soon as the dozen little devils heard the sound of shattering, they braked suddenly regardless of the enemy in front, and then turned their heads back one after another, just in time to see the pot they regarded as a treasure broken into pieces. Their His face suddenly showed a look of despair as if the world was about to collapse, and then he cast his vicious eyes on the lazy crow who was still contentedly chirping in the sky. It seemed that he wanted to tear it into pieces.

“Qua~~”

The lazy crow couldn't seem to stand the vicious look after his beloved thing was destroyed, and screamed in agony. The disaster fell on my shoulders like a diversion. The dozen or so little devils saw their enemy and fell down obediently, so they couldn't care less. They rushed up one after another...

"People who get up early are indeed a bit shabby..."

I looked at the few coins on the ground speechlessly, and finally managed to form a sentence that I thought contained profound philosophy and revealed the nature of society.

However, the lazy crow was quite interested in this. After taking a few coins from it, I was about to turn around and leave - if I can't find the entrance to the military camp again today, I plan to go there even if I am shameless. I went back to the transfer station in the outer corridor to ask for directions. Anyway, my nature as a road-crazy person has probably been widely spread in Rogge’s camp, so there’s nothing to be embarrassed about.

"呲呲......"

Just as I turned around, Xiaoxue behind me suddenly leaned forward, grinning as if to leap forward as a warning. A strong sense of vigilance spread to my mind from that subtle spiritual connection.

"Hehe~~ It feels good to be alert!"

A cold voice came from behind the pillars of the pavilion. It seemed to be a mocking tone, but no matter how I heard it, it made me feel that there was no emotion in it. If there was any meaning in the tone, I'm afraid it also smelled of blood. .

Can you "hear" the smell of blood? The extremely uncoordinated feeling made me immediately turn around and replace the weapon in my hand with the scepter.

"Don't get excited, don't get excited, I don't mean any harm..."

The figure hiding behind the pavilion still spoke in a tone that seemed to be full of emotion but was actually indifferent and monotonous.

Then, a figure wearing a close-fitting warrior cloak slowly turned around from behind the pillar. His thin figure and cold aura easily reminded people of a profession - an assassin. Of course, a necromancer is not impossible. , after all, no one stipulates that mages cannot wear warrior cloaks. When I first met Linya, she still held the summoning staff in her hand.

However, the aura exuding from him was so cold that I had never seen it before in Rogge's camp, especially the eyes in the hat, which were as sharp and cruel as poisonous snakes.

Is there such a person in Rogge's camp? Having only stayed for more than a year, I thought with some uncertainty that I had never seen such a dangerous person before, and he was alone. The aura exuded by him was no weaker than that of Sister Sharna. , if there is such a person in Rogge camp, there should be rumors long ago. The more I think about it, the more something is wrong.

"Who are you? I seem to have never seen you in Rogge's camp..."

I called Xiaoxue and the others back and vigilantly formed a defensive formation.

He did not answer immediately, but first glanced at Xiaoxue with his vicious eyes, unabashedly showing a look of surprise and confusion, and then looked at the other four ghosts who were obviously one size larger than ordinary ghost wolves. The wolf, and then the poisonous flower vine. As for the lazy crow and the oak wise man, he didn't even look at it. Then, he turned his attention to me, and seemed to notice the faint white light on my body, which was A unique effect when being protected by a temple.

"Just call me Chuton..."

His eyes flickered for a while, and he answered slowly.

"Then Mr. Chuton, if there is nothing else, should we say goodbye?"

“I made no secret of my resistance to this weirdo who exuded a cold aura.

"Hehe, of course, but before leaving, could you tell me the direction of the transfer station in the outer corridor? I haven't been back for a long time."

I frowned. Is it better to offend him or not? To be honest, I don't have even the slightest fondness for the weirdo in front of me. I can clearly feel the aura from him that definitely does not come with any good intentions.

"over there……"

In the end, I pointed him in the direction. Although I hated the look in his eyes and the aura he gave off, I didn’t want to cause any conflict with him here, and his words of “I haven’t been back for a long time” also made me a little bit nervous. Don't worry, maybe that's why I haven't seen him in Rogge's camp. At least he's an adventurer and one of his own kind. Although he feels a little disgusting, there should be no problem.

Of course, I have an attitude of watching the show. With his ignorant and cool character, Kasha will definitely teach him a lesson when he returns to the Rogge camp, and maybe he can... To clean up the sinister aura surrounding him.

"Hehe... I'm really looking forward to it..."

With a weird laugh of unknown meaning, he slowly walked away without even a word of thanks (I had no hope). As a result, in the end, I still didn't figure out whether he was an assassin or a necromancer.

It wasn't until he walked away and Xiaoxue gradually returned to normal that I relaxed. Inadvertently, I shivered. I didn't expect that person to bring me so much pressure. Although I couldn't help that old bt with Kasha. Compared with my sister...well, to be honest, I haven't felt my sister's true fighting spirit...

As a result, I still couldn't find the entrance to the military camp until dusk. Throughout the whole day, except for the strange black-robed man I met in the morning, I only gained a small amount of experience. I was unable to drag the long shadow. , returned to the teleportation point along the original route, laugh, you can laugh as much as you want, I am a road fool anyway.

"What...what is this...?"

My pupils suddenly dilated. Under the blood-red sunset, three corpses fell in a pool of blood. The middle-aged mage who smiled gently at me yesterday afternoon, and the two Rogge archers who kindly suggested to me, the entire teleportation The station has been dyed red by the blood of the three of them...

What's going on?