Diablo Destruction

"What a nice view……"

After the wind and snow stopped, when we walked out of Mara's house and took a quick look, Linya couldn't help but exclaimed.

Located at the height of Halogas, at a glance, the entire ancient city is wrapped in a new layer of white snow, and the vicissitudes of buildings form a breathtaking and magnificent scenery. Outside the city, there is a vast, At first glance, the connected snow-capped mountains look like countless white giants holding hands to defend the city, making people feel awe and deep admiration for this mysterious and simple ancient city.

Carefully looking at this famous city with a long history, Harrogas, gives people a majestic and atmospheric visual impact. Every building here seems to have a long history, and the gray-brown irregular stone The wall is as if the owner of the house personally went to the huge stone mountain, dug out the stones bit by bit, shaped them into a rough rectangle, and then carried them back and built them up. You can feel the rough texture on it deeply when you touch it. The sweat and hard work contained in it.

Even though it was so difficult to obtain the stone, the owners here, the hard-working and brave barbarian warriors, did not give up. They spent countless years, generation after generation, building their homes into extremely tall buildings. It seems like a church or a palace.

These huge buildings stand tall in Harrogas, as if they were cities inhabited by ancient giants. The buildings that have been poured into by generations of people seem to have souls. In our eyes, the huge gray-brown body looks like It is exuding a soaring heroic feeling, and there seems to be a passionate, majestic, heroic, and historically tragic symphony in my ears. It is constantly echoing, making people unable to help but worship this ancient city and be admired by its masters, the barbarian warriors.

"Then let's go first."

Outside the door of Mara, Lucia's team separated from us. This little fox put one hand on his hips and pointed at me with the other hand and said with vigilance, his vigilant eyes kept going back and forth between me and Linya. He just didn't say "You can't take the opportunity to mess around with men and women after I leave."

"Harrogas-level monsters are very strong, please be careful."

Just when Linya and I wanted to take another fork in the road and walk around the city, the four of us walked for a while, and the little fox turned around again and said fiercely, with her two brown and white ears curled up as she did. His brows were raised high and he paused. It seemed that saying this felt like "losing", so he added another sentence.

"You still have five conditions left for me. Who should I turn to if I die?"

"Yes Yes!"

I can't help but let it go. If you are tired, go back to your hometown as soon as possible.

"Just say the answer once!!" The fox swung its tail back and forth quickly. Express your dissatisfaction.

"..."

After watching the four people leave, I let out a long breath.

"The most difficult thing to accept the kindness of a beauty?"

Linya smiled brightly and put her face in front of me, with a smile in her blue eyes.

"No, I'm just thinking. Having Alice alone is enough to turn the world upside down. If this little fox gets together with her, who knows what will happen?"

I sighed deeply and feebly. No matter whether these two people were "working together" or "repelling each other", it would be a disaster for me.

"Oops? Are you already planning to bring Sister Lucia into your room?" Linya put her hands behind her back and smiled even more.

"Anyway, the little fox and I are just friends who met by chance. How could you connect such things together." I said with a smile, my eyes rolling around.

Although it is true that I have a crush on Lucia - I'm afraid no man can help but be attracted to her, but she is still far from love, but it cannot be said that there is no love, her ears are so cute Oh, ah, I really want to touch it again.

"Hmm -" Linya looked me up and down, as if she was sure I wasn't lying. Only then did he play the cute and cute ending. He nodded with satisfaction.

"That's good. I have the responsibility to replace Sister Willas and the others. I will supervise you so that you don't attract bees and butterflies outside again."

Khan, it turns out that spies are everywhere. What agreement did you reach behind my back? Anti-harem alliance?

"What? You don't have the responsibility to supervise yourself?" I hugged Linya with a playful smile and kissed her pretty rosy face.

"Huh!!" Linya snorted coquettishly, and Linya broke away from my arms, made a face, and smiled slightly shyly but proudly.

"Then let's see if Brother Wu has that ability." A moving laughter like silver bells floated over the ancient city wrapped in plain colors. At this moment, Linya was like a snow elf.

After all, I had already put half of my hand into the tiger's mouth, and I still said something harsh. I pounced on him fiercely, chasing me, leaving a series of laughter on the snow.

After the heavy snow, barbarian residents have come out one after another to start their work. Most of the barbarians here rely on hunting for a living. Although the forces of hell are fierce, after all, the dark world is so big, and they only touch one place. In a small part, the vast snow-capped mountains behind the city of Harrogas are the hunting ground of the entire barbarian clan. The survival ability of the barbarians is so strong that in the season when food is scarce, even insects, grasshoppers, and even flower stems and grass roots can survive. Be their food.

The cause of this mission is also slightly related to the way of life of barbarians - there is a lack of prey in the snowy mountains, so many barbarians must go deep into the snowy mountains to hunt. They are divided into groups and go to different deep mountain areas. , led by more than one mercenary-level warrior, in order to hunt for enough food, they often only return once every ten days and a half. If there is a strong wind and snow, it may even take more than a month.

Recently, several hunting teams have disappeared. According to on-site inspection, it is most likely caused by monsters. Leaving aside why the monsters must be captured alive, the problem is that each hunting team has its own secret route. Why are these monsters found? One team may be said to be a coincidence, but several teams have such a situation at the same time, which is worth pondering.

In short, these barbarians must be rescued within a month, if they are still alive, otherwise, if there are several hunting teams, they will not come back for more than a month. It will definitely arouse the suspicion of the entire barbarian clan. The alliance will not predict what these single-celled guys will do.

There are nearly 100,000 barbarians living in Harrogas City. Compared with these barbarians, the number of adventurers is very small. Therefore, most of the adventurers here have met the local residents and become familiar with them. At first sight, Linya and I were two strangers. These tall barbarians seemed to be mistaken for stepping into the world of giants, showing their inherent indifference. Although I have been to many places, I am not very fond of outsiders. So cold-faced. This is the first time I've met.

Of course, with Mara's previous explanation, I am not surprised. Barbarians are a proud race. They believe that their strength is enough to defend their hometown and the entire Arreat Mountains, so they will naturally maintain a subconscious attitude of competition, indifference, and even scorn towards us foreign strongmen. However, their personalities are straightforward and indifferent. Will hide his emotions.

What I want to do now is to really impress these big guys with my strength. To make them recognize my existence, to do this, they must first find the blacksmith Rasuk mentioned by Mala. In addition to the dwarves, barbarians are also an excellent blacksmith race. Therefore, the highest level blacksmith here is naturally Has an extraordinary reputation. Such is the case with Rasuk.

Along the way, we met many barbarians shoveling snow in front of their houses. Got a lot of cold looks, of course. There are also some adventurers. The adventurers of Harrogas look more powerful. The warriors are all wearing a set of actual combat armor, heavy armor, and even Gothic armor and advanced armor. However, among ordinary clothes such as ancient armor, The equipment at the top of the pyramid, but I haven't seen anyone wearing it yet, which makes me a little complacent as I have a set of ancient armor on my body. Even in Harrogas, the explosion rate of this kind of big guy is not higher than that of golden equipment.

In addition to the glorious armor, the helmets are also very good. At least they are high-end helmets, excellent helmets, and crowns. We often see high-end helmets such as barbarian and druid, and a few have their own exclusive ones. The helmets each look extremely powerful, like the god of war descending to earth.

Looking at my small body and wearing a thick cotton-padded jacket, there is nothing I can do about being looked down upon.

After walking around for a long time and visiting many blacksmith shops, I finally found Lasuk’s blacksmith shop under the guidance of a few enthusiastic barbarian uncles and aunts. Good guy, I could see his blacksmith shop from a long distance away. The building is as tall as a church, with hot air gushing out from inside. You can feel the warmth of charcoal smell from a long distance away.

The snowstorm had just passed. Early in the morning, Rasuk got up. With his big, calloused hands, he held the dining boy who had been with him for decades. He stood in front of the red furnace and hammered hard. The crisp and rhythmic sound of ding-ding gave me a very familiar feeling.

There were no customers in the blacksmith shop. Rasuk had just completed a stage. Hearing the sound of footsteps, he turned around and saw a tall figure with a margin of three meters. In front of Linya and me, he stood like an iron tower, with half a body The upper body and lower body were simply tied with a blacksmith's apron. The exposed muscles with sharp angles gave me the illusion that even if I stabbed hard with a sharp sword, I couldn't penetrate even one point.

Rasuk looks like a middle-aged man, with neat hair on the back of his head, and a small braid like all barbarians. He has a square face, a tall nose, calm and focused eyes, and brown eyes. It gave me a familiar feeling, probably because he had been grinding his teeth for a long time. His lips were always tightly pursed, and his eyes were wide open. He gave people an aura that was, at best, self-defeating, and at worst, resembled a mountain. King.

"New adventurer?"

Wiping his dirty hands on his apron, Rasuk raised his eyebrows and asked simply.

"Yes, my name is Wu Fan, Druid Wu Fan. This is my wife, the wizard Linya. Please give me some advice." I saw too many cold faces of barbarians along the way, and I was lukewarm towards Rasuk. I don't think so either.

The shy Linya twisted her waist hard, as if to say, bad guy, who is your wife! !

Oh my God, I grinned and glanced at Linya, who was blushing down to her neck. She was probably extremely shy, and this twisting almost required the strength of sucking her breasts. If I were an ordinary person, I would have to twist off several kilograms of flesh from her.

"Wu Fan? Your name is Wu Fan? That Wu Fan from Rogge Camp?"

Unexpectedly, Rasuk was quite surprised after hearing my name. Does he know the name of our twin star? In this case, things may be much easier to handle. I thought rather smugly.

However, why should we emphasize that it is Wu Fan who is "the one from Rogge Camp"? Is there also Wu Fan who is "Lu Gaoyin"? Wu Fan from "Kuraste"? To be honest, I don't think there is anyone with the same name as me in this Western-like world. If you think about it, the way this guy talks is too strange.

"If I remember correctly, I haven't heard of anyone else with the same name as me." It was strange. I still smiled politely and nodded.

"Haha, it looks like you are right. That girl of mine is talking about you."

Rasuk looked me up and down for a while, with a neutral attitude. He suddenly became enthusiastic and looked at my shoulders with his big hands that had not yet been wiped clean. As you can imagine. The strength of a blacksmith is so great that I seem to feel that my body has sunk into the hard gray-brown stone for several minutes.

"Excuse me……"

I twitched my lips, surprised by Rasuk's sudden enthusiasm.

"How about it, can't you guess?"

Rasuk asked, pointing to his face, his big square face twisted into a smile. If he looked like the Mountain King just now, then now, it was like the only son of the Mountain King had seen a son-in-law to his liking.

"It looks a bit familiar..."

I looked at Rasuk’s big face that came towards me enthusiastically. I do feel a bit familiar, I've had this feeling since we met.

"You guy, don't scare the guests."

Behind him, a big slap fell from the sky, hitting Rasuk's bare head, knocking him to the ground. When he looked up, he saw a barbarian aunt with a smile on his face. A head of beautiful wheat golden hair is particularly conspicuous.

Look at Rasuk standing up from the ground with a grin on his face. Looking at the barbarian aunt who seemed to be his wife, I finally seemed to understand something. Showing a look of realization.

"My daughter Chasi deserves your care in the camp."

Sure enough, I slapped my head.

"Haha, she mentioned you in her letters several times. This is the first time I've seen that girl mention other men in her letters."

Rasuk stood up and continued to pat my shoulder. His eyes were clearly sizing up his son-in-law, and he muttered something like "It's a pity he's a little shorter."

I said, have you misunderstood something...

"Come on, don't stand at the door talking, come in and have a cup of tea."

Qiaxi’s mother, without any explanation, pulled me into the house. The furniture inside was an eye-opener for me, such as a tall chair that was more than five times bigger than my butt, with two feet that could not touch the ground, and two palms. A huge teacup that cannot be hugged...

Inside, there will be a strong visual impact of "have you been shrunk?"

"That girl of mine is short and has thin arms, so she is not suitable to be a blacksmith at all. But like her mother, she has a stubborn temper, so she secretly went to Rogge Camp to work as a blacksmith."

After sitting firmly, Rasuk, like all doting parents in the world, began to complain.

To you, he is short and has thin arms, but to others, it is not. I recall that Qiaxi was two meters tall, and the pair of huge... ahem...

"Originally, I didn't think she could grow in that kind of place. I thought that after a few years, she would give up and come back. It was you who changed her destiny." At this point, Rasuk looked at me. Eyes contain meaning.

I said it all, you misunderstood...

"The girl said in the letter that you have been providing her with a large amount of high-quality ore, and even if the best equipment is permanently damaged, you still have to give the equipment to her for repair, so she can progress so fast..."

Yeah, although I really don’t care much about the damage to the permanent durability of the equipment, it’s not as ambiguous as you said. It’s just that among Rogge, only her craftsmanship is better...

"That girl admired you very much in the letter. She said that you have so many top-quality equipment, you must be a rare master in the first world."

This... I won't explain.

I finally understood why Qiaxi wanted to run away from home. In addition to fulfilling his dream of being a blacksmith, he probably couldn't stand the nagging of these two old men. Linya and I sat there with squinted brows almost until noon, Rasuk and him. The wife stopped as if she still had something to say.

"By the way, although that girl said that you are not lacking in equipment. But now that the battle is here, let's take a look at my father's craftsmanship. It is not comparable to that little girl whose hair has not yet grown." Suk crossed his arms and laughed.

Hey, what does "look at me as a father" mean?

Before I finished complaining in my heart, I was pulled into the blacksmith shop downstairs by Rasu. Pulled down by his arms that were thicker than my thighs, I was like a kite. Both feet barely touched the ground.

The downstairs is more like a large exhibition room, with equipment, knives, and shields shining brightly on the shelves. Sword, armor, helmet, lance. Axes, big bows, everything is available. I have never seen such a high-end and complete range of equipment arsenal.

If you don't count those dwarves, Rasuk is indeed the most skilled blacksmith I have ever seen.

"How's it going? There's always something you can like. You're welcome. Just think of it as a reward for taking care of my daughter. Just pick a few." Rasuk's tone became more intense as he displayed the works he was proud of. Show pride.

"Forget it, why am I embarrassed to let you spend money?"

After browsing through all the weapons, there are many high-end items such as the blue Gothic armor, the blue two-handed sword, and the white sword of excellence. Finally, I shook my head and said.

"How can this work? Do you look down on the equipment made by me, Rasuk?" This big barbarian uncle. His face immediately sank.

"No. I don't have enough strength for too high-level equipment. I already have spare equipment for lower-level equipment." After understanding the barbarian's straight-forward character, I couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"Then take a few pieces first and save them for later use. Except for ancient armor, you can find everything you want here." After hearing what I said, Rasuk's face became slightly clearer and he still insisted.

"Ancient armor?"

I turned around again out of curiosity, and sure enough I didn't see the existence of ancient armor. It was indeed top quality, even a blacksmith like Rasuk couldn't build it.

As if he saw something from my expression, Rasuk grabbed the hair on the back of his head and said distressedly: "Speaking of strength, I definitely have the strength to build ancient armor, but I have never been able to obtain the template of ancient armor. I know the shape but don’t know the structure inside, so I haven’t been able to build it successfully.”

Hearing him say this, my heart lit up, and I smiled and took out the ancient armor on the whiteboard: "If you don't mind, I have a pair of ancient armor here."

I originally wanted to show it off at the Demon Fortress and sell it casually, but the successive artifact incidents, the dwarf incident, and the Rhodes incident made me completely forget about it. Now it is considered a mistake.

As soon as Rasuk saw the ancient armor, he couldn't move his eyes away. He squatted on the ground and looked at it carefully, stroking it, and kept murmuring such fascinating words as "So that's it", "That's it" and so on.

After a while, he stood up suddenly and looked at me hotly: "Lend me this ancient armor for half a month... No, ten days is enough. Do you think that's okay?"

"Just go ahead and use it. The demand is so high anyway, I can't use it."

"How can this work? How can this work?" Rasuk kept going around in circles. He wanted to get this ancient armor so much. With it, he could truly make one of the top pieces of equipment in the first world—— Ancient armor is more important than life to a blacksmith.

"Since you have ancient armor on you, then there is probably nothing you can appreciate in my blacksmith shop. By the way..." Rasuk, who kept mumbling to himself, suddenly slapped his head and rushed like a gust of wind. Entering the house, he took out an exquisite sandalwood box. Judging from Rasuk's thick stature and cautious look, he knew that what was inside was not a simple item.

Rasuk carefully opened the box that exuded an ancient smell, revealing streaks of golden light from inside.

Golden equipment?

After seeing the object inside clearly, I shook my head. Although it was emitting golden light, it was not golden equipment. The golden light came from the material of the item itself. This was just a piece of whiteboard equipment.

but. When I saw this piece of equipment clearly, I knew that although it was a blank slate, its value was no less than a piece of golden equipment.

It is a special type of helmet equipment - a headgear helmet.

headgear

Defense: 35

Durability: 35-35

Level requirement: 16

Grooved (2)

The word "special" naturally means that it is extraordinary. As a special type of helmet, it can be seen from its attributes that its biggest advantage is high defense. It does not require strength or agility, so it is the favorite equipment for mage professions.

The defense of a high-end helmet is only between 25 and 30 points, but it requires 41 points of strength. The headgear in front of me has a defense of up to 35, but requires no strength at all, which can reduce the mage's burden.

However. The most precious thing is the two grooves on this headgear, which makes the value of dark gold equipment far less than it. Why do you say this?

That’s because there are very few types of helmets in the headgear category. There are only four types: tiara, crown, triple crown, and crown. Because there are few types, the span of each level is very large, such as tiaras. The defense is only equivalent to the excellent helmet among the ordinary helmets, but the defense of its next-level crown is already equivalent to the battle hat among the extended helmets.

By the way, in addition to the classification of item levels, the Dark World is also divided into three major categories, namely ordinary, extended, and essence, which correspond to the three worlds, that is to say, extended equipment. At least it has to be revealed in the second world.

As for how to distinguish the attributes between them, for example, the crown with the highest defense among ordinary helmets has a defense of 35-55, while the lowest-level war hat among extended helmets has a defense of 55-63.

Of course, it's not all like this. Some top-level equipment of the ordinary type is still better than the low-level equipment of the extended type. But at least it explains. Normal and extended equipment completely span a large stage.

So you can imagine the next level of equipment for headwear - the crown. It is already equivalent to the level of an extended earth war hat. So, what will happen if this 2-slot headgear is inlaid into divine language equipment?

Not to mention other attributes, its basic item level alone will instantly increase by two levels. In other words, the attributes are equivalent to the triple crown, and are almost equal to the attributes of the top helmets in extended helmets. Such a value is just a low-level item. Can dark gold equipment compare?

Therefore, when I discovered that this headgear had the properties of two grooves, my expression instantly changed from surprise to astonishment.

"Did you create this place?"

Rasuk shook his head: "I can't make such a delicate thing. A dwarf blacksmith master who passed by not long ago borrowed my furnace and left this headdress here."

When talking about that master, Rasuk's face was filled with admiration.

Damn it, could it be the legendary grace of dripping water and spring of repayment? This is too martial arts style. Why don't there any stunning beauties borrow their bodies from me and leave a dozen artifacts called Durex?

My set of ancient armor couldn't even be exchanged for a fraction of this headgear. How much money would it cost to buy it? I counted them and looked helpless. Dark gold equipment was already priceless. It was more expensive than dark gold equipment. Gold and equipment are also valuable things, so how can money buy them?

I looked at Rasuk helplessly: If you want anything, just ask and I will try my best to do it.

"Just exchange for this ancient armor. Just think of it as repayment for helping my girl. It's useless for me to keep it anyway." Rasuk smiled boldly and continued to use his big hammer-like hands to push me This thin nail was hammered into the ground.

"Okay, then I'll stop being disrespectful. If you have anything to say in the future, I'll help." I'm not being pretentious. If Rasuk insists on paying a matching price, I can't afford it.

"Refreshing, I just like this kind of character, unlike other people who obviously want to pretend to be coy." Rasuk's laughter became louder and he looked at me with more and more satisfaction.

I have already said, don’t look at me like a mother-in-law looks at a son-in-law. It is absolutely impossible for Qiaxi and I to do this. Apart from anything else, her height alone makes me feel a lot of pressure as a man...

After putting away the headdress, I thought about the purpose of my visit and quickly told Rasuk.

"That's right, that's right. As a new adventurer, if you want to gain our respect in Harrogas, you must complete a task. I can't help you with this, but I believe that with your strength , it shouldn’t be a problem.” Rasuk nodded solemnly.

"Has Lord Mara told you the content of the mission?"

"Yes, destroy some trebuchets in Bloody Hills and kill Warlord Shank deep in Bloody Hills, is that right?"

"That's right. Go ahead, kid. When you come back from your mission, I can guarantee that all the barbarians in Harrogath will treat you like a family member."

I got the mission from Rasuk. Just as I was leaving, he stopped me and told me. If you want to complete the mission as soon as possible, you might as well go to Qualkek. He is the instructor leader of the barbarian warriors in Harrogath. If you go to him for help, just say what I said to Rasuk, otherwise he will never want to come from him in the future. I got a 20% discount here.

After coming out of the blacksmith shop in Rasuk, Linya Xiaonizi’s blue eyes have been staring at me: "Unexpectedly, Brother Wu has a wide range of friends. He can even come to the remote Halogas." I really admire him for being involved in the relationship.”

Hehe, Xiao Nizi was talking sarcastically, and she smelled sour. I stepped forward and pinched her cheek: "Do you think it's possible for you, Brother Wu, and I to be with Qia Xi?"

As he spoke, he compared the height of his head, then pinched his toes and raised his arms to compare with Qiaxi's approximate height. He said helplessly.

Linya chuckled. Charming rolled her eyes at me: "Maybe, height is not a problem. Qiaxi's breasts are better than mine, better than mine..." She couldn't continue talking in the middle of the sentence, and her tone became sour again.

"..."

By the way, on your birthday, weren’t you still worried that your breasts were too big? Why do you care now?

Linya's jealous little girly attitude was so cute. Seeing that there was no one around, I hugged her and kissed her hard before giving up. I used practical actions to prove my innocence, although I didn't understand whether such behavior was true. That’s the proven effect.

Speaking of Qiaxi's breasts, I was reminded of a joke circulating in the camp. The children in the camp had an entertainment, which was probably similar to ancient Cuju. It was made of boiled and sun-dried tough rattan, woven into something like a football. We played with takraw balls of different sizes all day long. Once, a child kicked the ball hard into the alley. The child ran to pick it up. Just when Qiaxi came out of the alley, the child looked at it in confusion. Looking at her: "Sister, why are you hiding my balls in your arms? Can you give them back to me?"

When I told Linya this gossip, she laughed so hard that she gasped, and the breasts on her chest, even though they were tightly bound by bandages, began to become restless, which made me secretly guess that if Linya had been there at that time, When it comes out, will the child say: "Sister, why did you cut my ball in half and hide it in your arms?"

We were talking and laughing all the way, and soon we arrived at the Harrogas training area. Before anyone arrived, a wave of shouts and heat waves rushed towards us, and the air was filled with a heavy fighting spirit. It was as if dozens of ferocious beasts were roaring on the opposite side.

Stepping into the training camp, you can see barbarians everywhere with their upper bodies exposed and sweating profusely in the ice and snow. In Harrogas, no matter whether they have the talent to become an adventurer or not, every barbarian must receive certain combat training. This kind of training is extremely cruel, and if you are not careful, you will be seriously injured or even die.

As we walked and watched, we saw with our own eyes more than a dozen young barbarians lying in a pool of blood and being hurriedly sent out. The air was filled with the smell of blood. Under such stimulation, all the barbarians were No mercy, this place feels more like a colosseum to me than a training camp.

We found the Qualkek that Rasuk mentioned. He was a guy a little taller than Rasuk. He walked in Harrogas for a short time and saw no less than thousands of barbarians. I have never seen this before. I've seen such a big guy like him.

Wearing a pair of heavy armor that smelled of blood, Qualkek stood opposite us with his arms folded, like an armed fortress, which made people fearful. The petite Linya was only half as tall as him. When speaking, you must raise your head high.

"Dong——dong——"

The heavy armor seemed like nothing to him. He walked in front of us with steady and powerful steps. His huge body immediately completely covered the scenery behind him. It was as if there was an unreachable mountain lying in front of him. .

"Did Rasuk call you here?"

Qualkek looked at us with sharp eyes and spoke in a booming voice that perfectly matched his giant size.

"Yes."

Facing Qualkek's huge body, I smiled and nodded in agreement without fear. Just kidding, if we transform into a blood bear, it would be great if he could reach our thighs. Why should we be afraid?

Qualkek looked at me closely, and finally blew out a huge breath from his nose: "Yes, there is some courage."

"That guy is probably threatening me with a discount again, you damn old man." He cursed a few times and turned his attention to me again.

"Although I don't know how you managed to please him and get this special advice from this bad-tempered old man, but you have to understand one thing for me. Rasuk asked you to destroy the trebuchet and kill Warlord Shank. In order to prove your strength, if you think that issuing such a task is to reduce our burden..."

At this point, Qualkek bent down, put his big face in front of me, stared into his bloodshot eyes that were bigger than a bull, and said word by word: "That's a big mistake! !”

Just like what Rasuk said, this Qualkek is indeed an extremely proud or extremely narcissistic barbarian.

"Of course. Seeing these powerful barbarian warriors here, I believe that under your protection, the Tris Mountains will be one of the safest places in the entire Darkness."

Naturally, I would not be stupid enough to get into trouble with Qualkete, so I said this with a hint of compliment.

"Well, that's well said. You are a good boy." Qualkek nodded with satisfaction, showing a smile.

"If you want to hire our barbarian warriors, just tell me and I will pick the best guy for you, even though every guy here is so good."

Then, Qualkik gave us a map, which was about the distribution of trebuchets in the Bloody Hills, as well as a marked map of several locations where Warlord Shank might be reborn.

When leaving, Qualkek seemed to have remembered something and shouted to us from a distance: "Remember, boy, no one else, the Arreat Mountains are the safest place in the world under our protection." !!”

I stumbled immediately, dumbfounded. This guy was indeed narcissistic to the extreme.