Diablo Destruction

"It is said that after the Doomsday War, God, the creator of gods and demons, was heartbroken by the meaningless war between his daughters. Finally, he became disheartened and turned his body into the Three Worlds of Darkness. Created countless living beings, including us humans..."

"Nonsense!!"

"boast!!"

"Hurry up and get to the point!!"

"..."

Regarding the Doug Kou Hu magic skill, the audience expressed their protest. This really requires him to start talking about the Doomsday War. If he doesn't have a month's time, he will never even think about the birth of Doug's grandfather's grandfather.

"Tch! You impatient little bastards." Doug clicked a few times unwillingly, but finally felt that public anger was hard to offend. To be honest, he really wanted to fall in love with him for a year and a half. In the past few months, The arduous experience, coupled with the pressure when facing Andalil, made the cowhide in his stomach feel like it suddenly found a gap after being constipated for several months, and it was not easy to release.

"Then let's start with the formation of Harrogas. It will also open the eyes of you little bastards and understand the unique geographical environment of our hometown, so as not to go to Harrogath and be regarded as bumpkins by others..."

"Tch, you don't need to say this?..." There were bursts of boos again, especially from the barbarians. A large part of them came from Harrogas, so there was no need for Doug to add any extraneous details.

"Okay, let's take the rise of our great barbarian clan as a starting point and let you brats appreciate the vigorous history of the barbarians." Doug was angry. These ungrateful little brats always let themselves be compromised. The shit that was about to come out was blocked again.

"We don't need..." Everyone was unhappy, and a few adventurers who knew Doug well were ready to leave. They just noticed that this guy had a strong desire to perform. Walking away from the audience was like cutting off a piece of his flesh.

"Okay, okay, sit down for me. Let's start from the third floor of the tomb. Damn it, you little bastards will regret it sooner or later because you didn't listen to a word from me, Uncle Doug." Doug gritted his teeth. He said, it was as if the heavy feeling in his anus had flowed back and turned into a burden all over his body. Not to mention how awkward and uncomfortable that feeling was.

"Let me tell you about the rat men first. As we all know, these little guys are less than half a meter tall and very slippery. They hang around with a kitchen knife or a spear all day long, and some of them can blow needles. They are really dangerous. "Doug said with a gloomy face, and the other adventurers also nodded with concern. Regardless of whether there are those who have really seen the power of rat men, they all know that these little things are not easy to mess with. The adventurers who fell on the third floor of the tomb , at least a quarter of them are planted in their hands.

"But do you know how I deal with them? I don't know. Let me tell you, when I found the rat people, I just stood forward and let those spears and kitchen knives slash me, and then 'drank' like this With a sound of strength, I clamped those weapons in the muscles. No matter how hard the rat man pulled them, they couldn't be pulled out. After clamping all the weapons, I shook them open with a bare hand. There were no weapons. Rat Man, that's just a joke." Doug shook his head, almost turning his nostrils to the sky.

"Boss Doug, if they insert their spears into your asshole, can they still clamp it?" A barbarian with a hip-hop face asked with a smile, which immediately made the whole room of adventurers laugh, and the man was proud. A woman is shy.

Doug glared at the little barbarian, ignored his words, and continued: "Once, an elite rat man refused to accept it and wanted to challenge me to a duel. This guy was very clever and wanted to stab me in the eye. You guys Guess what. Dodge? Wrong!! Uncle, I just blinked my eyelids. I clamped the tip of its spear and couldn't move. Hahahaha——" Doug's arrogant laughter echoed over Rogge's camp. Even the most ferocious wild dogs cowered in fear.

"However, this is only what I can do. You little bastards, please don't imitate me." Doug stopped laughing, wiped the foam from the corner of his mouth, and said worriedly.

"Oh!" Everyone responded unanimously. If anyone really believed what the boaster Doug said, there must be something wrong with his brain, and he would not be unjust if he died.

Then, it was the turn of the unlucky deportees. This group of mummified fire mages once chased Lal and the three of them to the sky and the ground on the third floor, but it was different when it came to Doug's mouth.

"These clothes-drying poles were restlessly running around setting off fireworks, and they often blackmailed rat people and dark demons, seriously disrupting the friendly and harmonious social order on the third floor of the tomb. I was so angry at the time, so I beat each one I met. Finally, I gave a lesson to all the clothes drying poles. If you don’t believe it, go to the third floor and take a look. Are the noses of the clothes drying poles all big and red? Let me tell you, this is what I said. Fighting."

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" everyone cheering, but everyone knows that the deportees have a big, red nose.

"From then on, these clothes-drying poles were more obedient than my son, you know? Once I finished washing the clothes and had no place to dry them, so I pulled a clothes-drying pole nearby. It didn't even dare to fart, and it automatically He consciously stood on the wall and let me hang the clothes to dry, and then ran away in despair." Ignoring the crowd's booing, Doug continued, making everyone burst into laughter again.

After talking nonsense on the third level for nearly an hour, Doug finally brought the topic to the fourth level. At this time, the adventurers began to gradually withdraw their smiling faces, and their faces became serious. Andalil was in Rogge's camp. But she became such a ruthless character. How many teams of powerful adventurers fell at her feet due to a moment of negligence. The huge throne made of the bones of adventurers, and the piles of bones piled up on the floor behind the throne, that's it. Best demonstrated.

Even an old man like Doug, not to mention talking about Andariel, even standing face to face in front of her, his face remained unchanged. He was really an anomaly. He continued to talk with foaming at the mouth.

"This Andariel is worthy of being one of the four great demon kings. Her strength is only inferior to that of Uncle Doug and me. Seeing the three of us breaking in, she roared angrily and fired a poisonous halo. Mo Green poisonous gas, black and dense, rushed towards us like locusts. I saw that the situation was not good. Although I was not afraid of the poisonous gas, I had no choice but to have two supporting teammates behind me. At this critical moment, I had an idea. , took a full breath, and spurted it out, blowing away the poisonous gas in the sky, finally allowing the supporting cast and teammates to survive this crisis. Seeing that I was more powerful than her, Andariel didn't care about his face, With a group of younger brothers, I wanted to bully the few. When I saw this, I quickly asked the other two to deal with the small characters, while I rushed forward and fought with Andariel to the death..."

"Don't tell me, Boss Doug's bragging skills are so good that he can really blow away the poisonous halo." It was the little barbarian who spoke again, and everyone nodded in unison, feeling that Doug just said that It is indeed the most likely to become a fact, of course, the possibility is less than one in ten thousand.

"You brat!!" Doug laughed and cursed as he threw the empty cup over. When the clever little barbarian dodged it, everyone was happy, while the waiter silently wrote down the account.

To put it this way, it is nothing more than the version of countless adventurers defeating Andariel in the past, but who is Doug? How can he let this "vibrant" battle end like this? Of course, he said that he will be the ninth of Andariel. Nineteen times of anal sex, and when the other party's life was less than one-tenth, Doug's face darkened.

"Just when we thought victory was about to come, the whole hall suddenly shook. Andalil, who was lying on the ground after being beaten by me, suddenly erupted with a burst of green light. The wounds on his body healed quickly, and he uttered '呲呲' 'The sinister laughter..."

At this point, even though they knew that Doug was talking nonsense, everyone couldn't help but crane their necks and looked at Doug eagerly. The old man suddenly stared like a Saiyan and exploded.

"The hall was shaking more and more violently, rocks were falling, and dust was filling the sky. At this moment, Andariel suddenly stood up from the ground, with an overwhelming momentum. She stared at me and said: 'You are indeed a worthy person. Dear master, I have to admit that I am not your opponent, but, hum... I have never had a chance to use this trick since I created it. You have the qualifications...'

After saying that, Andariel suddenly opened her eyes angrily, waved her hand, and countless dark green gas gathered in her hand, more and more, almost condensing into substance..." Doug said while dancing, adding to his hair. lips.

"At this moment of life and death, I thought of my mother, my father, my grandpa... (omitted), and the spiritual home of us barbarians - the Peak of Atre, and countless memories flashed through my mind. , I let out a long sigh and nodded to Gefu next to me - it’s time to use the unique skills passed down from our ancestors.”