Diablo Destruction

Sure enough, I am not an elven clan that has inherited the artistic race. When I first saw this beautiful Elf King City, which is as beautiful as a scroll, I couldn't help but be slightly stunned. However, it was squeezed and heavy in my heart, but it started from the first moment I stepped here. , has been weighing heavily on my heart. No matter how beautiful the scenery in front of me is, I am not in the mood to appreciate it.

"Please tell me, brother, please tell me that the elder of the Adventurers Alliance, Druid Wu Fan, please see Elder Leman."

Naturally, I would not be stupid enough to look for someone alone in the Elf King City of Nuoda. I looked around and then gave a faint salute to the Elf soldiers on the side.

The elf soldiers were not ignorant. When they heard that the other party was an elder of the Adventurers Alliance, although they were a little confused about the other party's age, they did not dare to neglect. After informing the captain in charge of the teleportation array, they took the lead to lead the way.

Along the way, I met many adventurers. It is only three or four days since the Gamorro incident. These mercenaries rarely come to the Elf King City, and of course they do not want to leave so soon. Even if they don’t like those elves, they You should stay a few more days to gain more knowledge, so that you can go back and brag to those brothers who did not participate in this operation.

"It's Lord Fan."

"My lord is back."

The sudden encounter made these mercenaries overjoyed, and they gathered around one after another, passing the news to ten, and then to hundreds. After a while, hundreds of mercenaries gathered around, and all of a sudden, the elves were attracted to pay attention. , wondering who on earth could make these human adventurers, who usually have their noses in the air, so enthusiastic.

"Everyone is fine."

Looking at the sincere and sincere smiling faces around me, I felt very happy, but I was a little puzzled by the enthusiasm of these slick cops.

What I didn't expect was that although Lucia returned disappointed due to the appearance of the little ghost, she still remembered to come to the Elf King City to send a message to other adventurers. Regarding the news about the deaths of those mercenaries, about the biggest enemy this time, of course there is also the whereabouts of someone.

Hearing that sixty or seventy brothers died, the remaining adventurers naturally booed. However, everyone here is not used to the separation of life and death, and he has long been aware of death, so after a moment of silence for the dead brothers , and that’s it.

It was the mortal adults who heard them. Fighting the enemy leader for the sake of their dead brothers, although Lucia and the others were vague about the description of the battle in order to keep our blood bear transformation secret, these adventurers are not fools, thinking of the two shocking energies that day. The collision, time, direction and location all happened to match. Is there such a coincidence?

Such an association. The adventurers already knew it well. While they were shocked and admired by Master Fan's strength, they were even more moved. Although the meaning of what Lucia and the others said was unclear, they relied on their feelings. You can also feel the life and death situation when these two forces clash. A strong person, a strong person with unlimited potential and possibility, who may be able to surpass the strong ones in Talashia in the future, the future is bright. And such a big shot actually fought a life-and-death battle with a powerful enemy in order to avenge dozens of mercenaries who were insignificant to him. How could other adventurers not be moved by this kind of friendship and determination?

Therefore, if they were impressed by the alliance's prestige and our strength a few days ago and were willing to obey orders, then now. Even if I get their true love, even if I don't represent the Adventurers Alliance, even if I lose all my strength, they will not hesitate to go through fire and water for my order. This is the difference.

But now I don't feel the changes in the hearts of these adventurers, and the sincere admiration, unconsciously. around yourself. A large group of adventurers who followed in his footsteps had already surrounded him.

"Lord Fan seems to be in a bad mood." Adventurer A whispered to the brother beside him.

"The steps are a bit heavy." His taciturn brother nodded coolly.

"Maybe you are still feeling sad for those dozens of brothers." Adventurer B glanced at the center of the crowd with admiration on his face. He leaned forward and responded, and then the people around him started whispering to each other again.

"Okay, let's all disperse. It would be bad if the owners here mistakenly think that we want to mess with their lair." Seeing more and more adventurers around me, I forced a smile.

The adventurers around me suddenly snickered, but seeing the growing team and more and more elves watching around them, they probably felt that what I said was true. If I continue like this, there is no guarantee that these will be the same as the Stymons. The vigilant long-eared people would not have any strange ideas, so after saying hello, everyone dispersed and continued their entertainment business.

Not long after, under the leadership of the elf soldier, I finally saw the treasure of the elf clan - the Crystal Tree. Then, under the arrangement of the soldier, I came to a semi-circular wooden house that was probably used to receive distinguished guests and sat down. , someone else will inform Elder Leman.

After a while, Lyman pushed the door open and sat across from me. After the soldier retreated, there was silence for a while, but the other person spoke first.

"Elder Fan, I knew you would come." His smile was a little bitter, and no one would be happy to play such a role.

"Then Elder Leman, I think you should also know what I am here to do."

Holding back the resentment in my heart, I silently played with the cup in front of me, fearing that the coldness and violence in my eyes would frighten the poor old man. I am afraid that Lyman is not qualified to participate in this plan. I think, Most likely it was the Great Elder, the Elf Queen, and...

"I know." The other party responded calmly.

"I know you have your own explanation, and it will be reasonable, but I can't help but come here and want to hear what kind of 'reasonable' explanation you will give!"

I finally couldn't help but raise my head, stared into Lyman's eyes, and said every word with anger.

"Why didn't you elves help at that time and allowed more than 60 brothers from our alliance to be killed!!"

The atmosphere in the room seemed to condense due to the anger released in my heart, facing my aggressive questions. Lyman's expression did not change at all, and he was silent for a while before speaking solemnly.

"Isn't this attack by the dwarves caused by Elder Fan? The elves suffered huge losses in this war. We did not hold Elder Fan accountable. It would be too much for Elder Fan to blame us first. Alright."

"Okay, you're fine."

I laughed angrily. It turns out that Gamorro launched dwarves to attack the elves because of me. They also knew about it. Maybe some bastard was eavesdropping when they were arguing with Gamorro. However, the more they seemed to have everything under control. The tone and attitude in it made me feel more and more angry about those brothers who sacrificed their lives. Is it also within your "plan"? !

"Old man Lyman, don't give me those twisted thoughts. Although I, Wu Fan, are not as cunning as you, I am not stupid either. Although this attack was indeed caused by me. The elves did sacrifice many civilians and soldiers, but , but you have benefited more from this attack. It can be said that it is in line with the thoughts of you senior officials, don’t think that I don’t understand anything.”

Lyman's unfathomable eyes met my blazing and angry gaze. The two eyes were facing each other. No one could suppress the other.

"Yes, it's true. Speaking of which, we elves should also thank you." After a long time, the old and mature Lyman turned his head and broke the deadlock.

"I don't deserve your thanks. I just want to know why you didn't take action to save those six or so brothers!!" I continued. With a tone that was full of gunpowder, he pressed the question word by word.

"You really want to know? In fact, in my opinion, it's better for you not to know."

Lyman sighed and stood up suddenly. Don't wait for me to ask. He moved to the window and silently looked at the brilliance of the Crystal Tree, the spiritual symbol of his clan. Then asked.

"Elder Fan, tell me, I have been with you for more than a month. Do I understand your character?"

Although I didn’t understand why Lyman changed the subject and asked such a question, I still endured my temper and nodded silently.

"I know your character, so I know you won't like the real answer. Even so, do you still want to know?"

"Indeed, the next answer may be unacceptable, but I will never allow myself, and those dead brothers, to be at your mercy as a chess piece. If you don't give me a satisfactory answer today, The answer is, then don’t blame me for not showing mercy to you elves."

"The answer is yes, but you will definitely not be satisfied. You have to be mentally prepared." As if knowing that my determination has not changed, Lyman turned around, faced me with a solemn expression, and then raised his old fingers. , slowly but firmly pointed at me.

"The answer is simple, it's you!!"

"I?"

Crazy, the world is crazy, me? Oh my God! For some reason, I suddenly felt like laughing wildly.

"Yes, just for you."

Lyman put down his finger, his voice was sonorous and powerful, and his expression didn't look like he was joking.

"Okay, okay, it's for me, just treat it as if it's for me. Then I have to ask Elder Leman to explain, what on earth did those more than sixty brothers do for me, so that they were sacrificed as pawns by you?"

"Haven't you noticed yet?" Lyman said helplessly, shaking his head.

"After the battle with Gamorro, your strength should have improved."

My expression changed in vain. Indeed, during the battle in Gamorro, I realized my crazy heart, and my strength has been greatly improved. I am afraid that even Kasha, if he does not show his true strength, will not be able to do it again. Defeat me easily, but why do they know that my strength has improved? What does this have to do with the more than sixty dead brothers?

"I don't understand, Elder Leman, can you explain it to me? Do you mean to improve my strength? Why do you elves work so hard for our alliance? What does this have to do with those sixty brothers? ?My mind is completely confused, I hope you can sort it out for me."

"I don't know where to start with this. Come on, sit down first. Don't worry. Since you want to know the answer so much, I will tell you everything. Just don't blame me then." Man sat down first and took a sip of tea to moisten his throat.

"This has to start with our Great Elder. You probably don't know that the Great Elder of our Elf Tribe, Your Excellency Yalandlan, is also a great prophet. Speaking of which, you, the Great Elder of the Human Adventurers Alliance in the First World, Elder Akara. He was also taught by Great Elder Yalandan."

I shook my head in shock. This was the first time I heard that Akara was half a disciple of the great elder of the Elf clan?

"Of course, I don't want to show off this, and I want to tell you the fact that Grand Elder Yalandlan is proficient in prophecy."

I put aside my surprise and nodded for him to continue speaking. But he already had a vague answer, an answer he was unwilling to accept.

"You must have discovered something in your heart. Yes, since Elder Yalandlan is proficient in prophecy, and this time. It is precisely the prophecy of this battle. You must understand the fact that this dwarf attack is certainly against This is an opportunity for us elves. But the most important thing is actually for you!"

"For me? I don't understand why you value me so much, and even if you want to improve my strength, you have to sacrifice more than sixty lives?" My heart felt like a lightning strike, and my mind went blank.

"Haha, Elder Fan. You really don't understand? In the history of mankind, who can have such strength as you at the age of more than 20 years old, and sit on the position of elder of the Adventurers League? Even back then, Tarasha, a genius and genius, has never had this honor. Now, you, and the Queen of our elves, are collectively known as the Continental Gemini among the top leaders of the entire continent. For those who don’t know this title, maybe It’s just you.”

"No, this is impossible. Even so, there is no need to sacrifice those brothers. You still have the ability to save those people, and you still have the ability to let me fight Gamorro and increase my strength. Why?" At this time, I The ground's brain is already in chaos.

"Is that really the case? If there weren't those people who died, would you be so crazy about killing Gamorro with your own hands? I'm afraid some accidents might happen, such as escaping or killing him when he is defeated. Lead us to masters from the elves and the like..."

Although Lehmann's words are despising, I can't argue with them. Indeed, if I hadn't been so angry at the sacrifice of those brothers and made myself swear an oath of sworn death with my opponent, I really can't guarantee that I wouldn't be as Lehmann said. of doing that.

"Besides..." Lyman pressed his dry lips and continued.

"Prophecy is not as easy as you think. Even Elder Yalandlan, who is the number one prophet in the entire continent, cannot guarantee that if he interferes with the things he predicted, even a little bit, he will Will that greatly change the entire outcome, or even lead to your defeat? It is related to your life. We must not let the incident get out of control. No one can afford this risk, so we have no choice but to watch. I hope you can understand because of the sacrifice of more than sixty adventurers."

"Then you can tell me why you are so eager to improve my strength. You have also said that, right? My future achievements may be higher than Talasha. Even without this battle with Gamorro, my strength Sooner or later it will improve.”

When the truth of everything came to light, I understood Lyman’s original intention of persuading me not to know the answer at the beginning. He was not trying to be perfunctory, but really for my own good. This answer was indeed something I couldn’t bear.

"How long will it take? We also know that Elder Fan has been working very hard to improve his strength, but there is a saying on the mainland that for geniuses, a breakthrough in life and death is often more valuable than ten years of hard training. The gains are even greater, think about it for yourself, without this battle, can you guarantee that you will be able to reach this level within ten years?"

I still can't argue. If an enemy like Gamolo hadn't appeared, and if I hadn't had the determination to fight him to the death, I might not have been able to understand my madness in 20 or 50 years, let alone 10 years.

"There is another reason. Maybe you can ask the Great Elder Yalandlan or Akara. I only know that the Great Elder often says that there is not much time left for us." After finishing speaking, Lyman did not He spoke again, but looked at me quietly while drinking tea.

"I'm afraid there's a little more." I smiled numbly and said to Elder Leman.

"Old man Galen. I'm afraid he is also in your great elder's calculations."

Connecting everything, everything has come to the surface. Why does Yalandan not dare to interfere with this battle at all? In addition to being afraid of disturbing the result and causing something unexpected to happen to me, there is also another point, that is, he is afraid of the "destiny" of me and old man Galen. "The encounter will be missed.

Thinking back to Galen's expression of understanding but helplessness when he met me, I thought. Probably this old man has made an agreement with these great elders. If fate really allows me to meet him, he will teach me something. This should also be a part of improving my strength. I just don’t know what old man Gallen has. This unique skill is actually worthy of such calculation by these elders.

"Does Akara also know these things?" I took a deep breath and asked the last question. In fact, this question is useless, really useless.

"What do you think? Without Akala's approval, we would never have joked with the lives of more than sixty warriors in the alliance. If it had to be said, the prophecy was the matter of the Great Elder Yalandlan. But this This plan is still led by your alliance."

"So that's it, I understand." For a moment, I seemed to have lost all my strength. He lay down limply and rested his forehead weakly on the table.

"Elder Lyman, can you leave first and let me calm down? By the way, take away the surrounding soldiers as well."

Lyman left a protective look, and then quietly walked out of the door. The footsteps of the nearby soldiers also followed him away, farther and farther away. Until it disappears.

"ah--!!"

The unspeakable pain bursting out from anger, sorrow, and powerless feelings was vented with my roar at this moment. With a fierce sword, the thick wooden table in front of me was neatly split in half, and the fracture was like mirror.

"Ahhhh——"

Like crazy, he kept waving his sword and huge table. was divided again and again without mercy. Finally, it became hundreds of pieces of wood with sharp fractures, and then. The chairs and vases around me also became the object of my venting. They were chopped down one by one, and the whole room was in a mess as if it had been hit by a storm.

There is nothing wrong, no one is wrong, Akara is not wrong, and Yalandlan is not wrong. They made such a decision not for their own selfishness, but for the sake of the entire race and the entire continent.

Those dead soldiers were not wrong. They worked hard to deliver information to us, but in the end they were ruthlessly abandoned.

But they were all wrong, and I was wrong too, because we live in a wrong world, a cruel world, where everyone can't help themselves. Akala and the others took the overall situation into consideration and were forced to make ruthless decisions one after another. Those sacrifices The brothers sacrificed themselves for the sake of the overall situation, and they did not do so voluntarily.

But I must be forced to bear the burden of these lives and shoulder their responsibilities.

But, who can tell me why it’s me? I’m just a otaku who dreams of eating and waiting to die, then marrying a good wife and spending his life peacefully and decadently. Why do you push me to the top again and again? I can't bear it. I'm just an ordinary person, a mortal with no ambition. My small soul really can't bear the burden of more than sixty lives!

Who should I hate, who should I blame? My heart is filled with boredom, but I can't find the damn target to vent to. No one is wrong. The existence of this world is itself a mistake.

"Crack—boom—"

The last sword finally made the entire wooden house, which had already been swaying and collapsing, let out a final cry and collapsed to the ground. The dust fell away. Apart from the thick pieces of broken wood, I was the only one left on the ground holding the sword in a daze. standing in the middle of the ruins.

Let's go.

I don't know how long it took, but I gently put away the sword, turned around and left.

"Lord Fan, are you leaving?"

I met an adventurer on the road and couldn't help but ask when he saw my hurried steps.

"Well, don't stay here and have fun. Call the other brothers and go back together." I said in a calm voice. Anyone could see that I was in a very bad mood now.

Although several adventurers found it strange, what surprised me was that they did not ask me why, but looked at each other, nodded, and left in a hurry. When I arrived at the teleportation station, five people had gathered behind me. There are six hundred adventurers, although they may not be all here, but they still account for ten percent.

"The closest teleportation station to Kurast."

Seeing the huge group of adventurers behind them, the soldiers and mages at the Royal City teleportation station panicked. After hearing what I said, they ignored my bad tone and quickly opened the teleportation station to send us "plague gods" away.

Crystal tree.

"I said from the beginning, this is not a good plan." Artoria looked at the window silently with a straight face.

"Why--"

Arlandran looked at Artoria and sighed inaudibly.

Although God has mercy on the entire Dark Continent, two geniuses who have not been born for ten thousand years actually appeared in the same era. However, this pair of twins also has many problems. One is too soft-hearted and kind, and it is simply not like being in this cruel world. The other one is the same as the one who grew up in the house, and the other one is stubborn and abiding by the rules, with a stubborn temper that can't be controlled by a dragon. If you are a knight, this may be an advantage, but for a king, it seems to be more than strong. Insufficient toughness.