Diablo Destruction

The lush green jungle with big trees is full of deadly traps such as thorns, poisonous insects, swamps, man-eating plants, ferocious beasts, etc. If you are not careful, even adventurers will die in them.

The only ones who can roam in this jungle are the Amazon women who are known as the kings of the jungle.

At this time, deep in the dense jungle, there was a rush of "Saxaul" footsteps. Two figures were pulling each other, and their bodies were almost covered by weeds as tall as one person. If they come out to mess around, they will always have to pay back.

I don’t know if I should pay back those who came out to hang out, but time always passes by minute by second, and no one can stop it. When the winner of the last stage appears, the top 16 competition finally begins with great expectations. Come.

Early that morning, I got up early and stretched outside in the yard.

Soon, the gangsters came, and it was Lal's three boys who ran over in a hurry, in the name of revealing some gossip.

"Wu, have you heard? The odds for the top 16 have been released." That guy Lal came to my ear mysteriously and said.

"Oh, what are the odds?"

I raised my eyebrows and didn't find it surprising. Gambling is one of the favorites of adventurers. If they don't take the opportunity to gamble in this grand tournament, it makes people feel even weirder.

"Let me see, you are still very popular for entering the top eight. You will pay one point and a half for each one. The top four will pay five for one, the top two will pay twelve for one, and the champion will pay thirty for one."

"..."

Is this still called high? He is clearly saying that I have no hope of winning the championship! !

"Don't be discouraged, don't be discouraged. Although you are a seeded player in the league, you are only level 39 after all. The level gap is there. It is natural that everyone has no confidence..." Lal patted my shoulder and consoled me.

"Look, this guy's odds are higher than yours." He pointed to the portrait of Muradin. I looked up and felt happy.

In the portrait, the old man Muradin was drunk in the bar, holding a wine glass in one hand, and posing in a golden cock posture on the bar table. His big nose was red, and his messy beard looked like a beggar. He seemed to be taking advantage of the wine. Perform some funny show.

The guy who drew this portrait is really vicious. I guess whoever sees this portrait will subconsciously look down on Muradin. If my odds are against Muradin who looks like this, I might as well die in a head-on collision. .

Lar said, giving me a thumbs up: "I gave you a broken gem, don't let me down."

"Yes, yes, we also voted, Wu, you can't live up to our expectations." The two barbarian brothers also came over quickly, hugged my shoulders, and acted like good brothers showing loyalty.

"you……"

I looked at the three of them with emotion. Although these three guys usually looked unreliable, they would still stand by me at critical moments.

"Hey, my dear, didn't you say last night that you invested ten fragmented gems in Carlos?"

Aunt Lisa on the side came out and pushed Lal, who hurriedly told her not to be exposed, down the abyss with a smile on her face.

"Oh, that's it. I threw ten fragmented gems into Carlos, so that's what it is." My eyes suddenly narrowed. I'm sorry, I was so blind just now that I believed what Lal said.

"Well, look, isn't Carlos a Paladin? Me too. As someone of the same profession, I should show some support." Lal turned his head away and whistled, not daring to face my gaze.

"Ten gems are just a hint of support. It turns out that our friendship is only worth one cheap gem." I laughed even harder, and sweat continued to break out on Lar's head.

"Don't even bother talking about me. The two guys Doug and Goff also cast ten shattered gems into that barbarian named Seatik."

Seeing that he could not withstand my pressure, Lallard immediately diverted the trouble and dragged his two good brothers with him.

"Lal, you bastard!!"

The two Doug brothers let out a mournful cry, their eyes wishing to tear Lal into pieces, and then looked at me with a flattering smile: "Wu, don't listen to that bastard Lal, we were just slippery and accidentally bought a seattlek. In our hearts, we absolutely support you."

"Well, is that so? Then please keep your heart in mind and finish today's breakfast. Of course, if you don't mind having breakfast with Sister Sharna, you are also welcome."

As I said that, I smiled and made a sign to come in.

As soon as they heard that Sharna was coming for breakfast, the three men immediately showed sad expressions and shrugged their heads. You patted my head, I patted yours, and left complaining to each other.

After breakfast, facing the beautiful morning in Rogge, the adventurers also walked out of the camp early in the morning, preparing to get a good position early for this exciting top 16 competition.

Just after breakfast, a large group of people swarmed in. When they went out, they turned out to be Akara and the others, including sister Sharna, an old drunkard. Even Linya, who had been so busy recently, stood smiling. Beside her, blue eyes with a hint of tiredness stared deeply at me.

"Grandma Akara, why are you here? No, I didn't prepare enough breakfast." I wiped my mouth and said.

"We are not here to have breakfast, but to welcome you, the seeded player who is the representative of the alliance." Akara rolled his white eyes and smiled softly.

"Oh, there is such a ceremony?"

I was stunned for a moment, then turned around and shouted into the house: "Vilas, Sarah, Alice, little Jasmine, we are leaving."

I will show up in person, and Vilas and the others will naturally go and take a look.

Along the way, I fell a few steps behind, quietly inserted myself between the old drunkard and Linya, and asked shamelessly: "Hey, you two, you are the one who prepared the draw. Can you be a little more accommodating?"

Linya glanced at me with a flushed face, her face a little hesitant, but the old drunkard rejected me without hesitation, saying that this draw was fair, just and open. How could the alliance do such a thing?

Yep, I don’t know who it was. A few days ago, he brazenly stated that he had tampered with the Harrogas-level arena. I secretly despised her and finally gave up helplessly.

Along the way, I also met other top 16 players, especially Hadamas from the werewolf tribe. Surrounded by werewolves, he glanced at me, his eyes burning with fighting spirit.

But I'm sorry, this time my competition target is not you, but Carlos. I took a quick look and found that White Wolf was also inside, and Lena was also here in a wheelchair.

On the right, there is the fox tribe, surrounded by their unknown seed player, passing by us. The little fox that makes people angry and loved is still wagging its big furry tail, puffing out its breasts, and shaking. She twitched her fox ears and glanced at me with an infinitely charming and arrogant look.

There are also those dwarfs who are also in groups. Muradin is walking in the center, but he doesn't seem to be very interested. I guess it's because he learned about his miserable odds.

Compared with us players who drag their "clan" around, the team of the three giants from the Fallen League, Carlos, Seattle and Roya, looks a bit shabby, but they don't mind this and walk alone from a distance. He was standing there, exuding a vague fighting spirit.

Everyone has a fight and a reason to win. The fighting spirit formed by these wills is brewing in the hearts of the sixteen players, waiting for the moment to explode. The clear and open blue sky above their heads seems to have Because of this fighting spirit, it became a bit depressing, and before the game even started, there was a feeling that a storm was coming.

Only the cunning elders of various tribes could ignore this oppressive atmosphere and chat and laugh along the way, as if they were not participating in a fierce and bloody competition, but holding a large banquet...