Diablo Destruction

The news from the Amazon sisters Des and Dena, as well as the somewhat weak assassin Gris of the Hanbag team, is that due to the attack by the two teams, our Mr. Nite has already left. The hunting team of fallen demons was called back.

After they are all gathered back, there are estimated to be more than 10,000 fallen demons in the entire Bisubosu camp. If they act now, it is basically no different from seeking death.

Take a look.

Hans shrugged his shoulders at me and smiled helplessly. This good-for-nothing king has no merits and is also the weakest among all the mini-bosses. He is just very vigilant and will immediately shrink into his turtle shell at the slightest sign of trouble. .

"Then what should we do?"

I glanced at the others. The desert warriors and barbarian mercenaries in the two teams were each carefully wiping their beloved weapons. It seemed that these big guys were not very enthusiastic about tactics and were used to following the captain. Footsteps.

Mickey, the mage from the KFC team, and the Demon God from the Hanbag team... uh, that's wrong, it's Paladin Baal. He's smiling and looking confident, but he doesn't mean to speak. It seems like He is used to letting his captain take the lead.

The girl drinks from the soup.

I:"……"

"Hahahaha, isn't this a simple thing?"

Ricken patted me on the shoulder and let out his unique, kind-hearted, yet heroic laugh.

"Bixu Bosu's clone, no matter how high its IQ is, is limited. Just watch. It could be as late as two days or as early as tomorrow. Its vigilance will soon be defeated by its belly. These fallen demons have never known what saving is. Food, you will be starving soon.”

That’s it, I clapped my palms and suddenly responded.

Monsters also need to eat, especially gluttonous monsters like the Sinking Demon. I think Bisubosu chose the grassland as his base because it has the most abundant food resources.

Although they will not starve to death, if they are hungry or if the weather is too bad, these monsters will be like Yan Eggplant, unable to get motivated, and they will not be able to exert even half of their usual combat effectiveness.

"Not only that, after they go out to hunt, we can attack again, leaving Bisu Bosu's hunting troops no time to hunt."

Hans on the other side chuckled, and the confidence in his words revealed the wisdom that a mage should have. Well, if you can ignore its dazzling clown-like red hamburger head.

The Hanbag team and the KFC team have been doing this for the past five or six days. In other words, the fallen demons in the Bishubosu camp have been hungry for five or six days.

Although it doesn't affect their combat effectiveness, they are also quite withered mentally. I asked how those fallen demons just kicked me so much, as if they were willing to put their butts on my feet. It turned out that they were I don't want to challenge.

This is also the difference between monsters and adventurers. With a little wisdom and Bisu Bosu's strong vigilance, an entire camp of tens of thousands of fallen demons, whose combat power is hundreds of times our own, was trapped in trouble.

Therefore, sometimes it may not be a good thing to use your brain a little. For example, the Bishubosu projection in the first world has no such concerns at all.

Either you have a high IQ and know how to plan, or you have no brains and a recklessness. Both of them can make adventurers wary. On the contrary, those who have some brains but have enemies who are neither high nor low are the easiest to deceive. .

After taking lessons from Ricken and Hans, I summarized the final conclusion and soon developed a sense of intellectual superiority.

In the first world, everyone heard that the monsters in the second world were so smart that they could no longer be dealt with by the previous methods. Now it seems that those were all alarmist. As long as the strategy is used properly, sometimes, the monsters in the second world can't be dealt with by the previous methods. The clone is actually easier to deceive than the projection of the first world.

Of course, this also has a technical content, and it must include an understanding of the monster. For example, if you know that Bisu Bosu is too vigilant, you can find a way to take advantage of it.

If you think you can be like the monsters in the first world and capture them by just using your brain, then you are likely to become another victim of the monster's IQ.

"but--"

As I kept thinking and summarizing, Ricken added.

"However, this tactic must be mastered to a certain extent."

Under my humbly looking gaze, Ricken squinted and laughed. Hans, who was watching aside, had his mouth straightened, trying to endure his inner disdain for Ricken who was explaining so righteously.

Who is an adventurer who has been in the camp for a year or two and doesn’t know this common sense? Are you really embarrassed to show off like this in front of newcomers? !

Considering the relationship of cooperation, Hans finally swallowed the bad words, and Ricken, who was just thick-skinned enough to ignore Hans's contemptuous gaze, continued his speech.

"Whether it is a monster or a human, there is a limit of tolerance in the heart. Once this limit is exceeded, he will go crazy. The same is true for the fallen demons, so it is good to let them starve and reduce their combat effectiveness. But If they continue to be hungry and make them feel desperate, their morale will explode to an unprecedented level. Several teams have failed to grasp this speed in the past, and Bisubosu, who was driven crazy, personally led the adventure in which tens of thousands of Sinking Devils were swamped. Squad.”

At the end of the sentence, Ricken's expression turned from proud to solemn. After all, this is not a fun thing, and this speed is not so easy to control.

Human hearts are unpredictable, and so are strange hearts. Who knows when those fallen demons will break out? If it suddenly breaks out in the battle, think about the scene of the sinking demons with desperate expressions and hugging them one by one without fear of death. At that time, even if the whole group is not destroyed, not a few can escape.

"Is this the reason why a sad soldier must win?" I said, clapping my hands.

"That's right, that's it." Seeing what I said, Ricken immediately nodded and said.

"In the previous training camp, the teacher clearly taught this word, but I always couldn't remember it. Brother Alsace is still smart, hahaha."

Naturally, Ricken's laughter caused Hans to roll his eyes desperately.

This is a matter of course. After all, I am a third-rate college student who graduated from an authentic nine-year compulsory education and an additional seven years of higher education. If my cultural level is not comparable to that of the warriors here in the Dark who mainly learn combat skills, then what will happen to me? Haven't sixteen years of youth been spent on dogs?

Of course, compared with erudite scholars like mages, I am far behind.

"In short, to be conservative, let's not challenge Hiroshi Bisu's limits. If we provoke him once or twice, I think it's almost time to consider launching a final attack."

Really unable to stand Ricken's idiotic behavior, Hans turned the fire stick in his hand and stabbed it heavily into the strong bonfire, drawing the final conclusion on this topic. Ricken did not say a word and obviously agreed with Hans' statement. .

The rest of the time was spent chatting in a daze. Neither I nor the Hanbag and KFC teams, who are the top adventurer teams here, seemed to bother to pass the time by leveling up with the other little monsters here. Everyone has only one goal, and that is Hiroshi Bisu.

During the leisure time, the gloomy sky over the icy plain gradually darkened, the temperature dropped several degrees, and a strong wind blew up, rolling up the withered and yellow grass all over the sky, extinguishing the bleakness of late autumn and the dead silence of early winter. The rendering is full of atmosphere.

The air is relatively dry. It seems that there won't be heavy snow tonight. This judgment makes everyone breathe a sigh of relief, because looking at the current weather, it will definitely be windy tonight. If it snows again, It must have been a snowstorm.

Adventurers who have stayed in the icy wilderness know that once a blizzard occurs here, it will not stop so easily.

As the blizzard continues for a long time, the plan to kill Bisu Hiroshi will be shelved. No one wants to fight a boss with thousands of subordinates in this harsh climate. Basically, this is self-inflicted abuse. If the behavior is serious, it can rise to the level of seeking death.

After a while, the figures of the Amazon sisters and the assassin Gris came back dimly from the dark distance. Their mission was basically completed, and if there is a strong wind tonight, not many monsters will move. For us adventurers, I mean, I was able to spend a more peaceful night.

When I saw the three people coming back, I unconsciously looked to where Hannah was sitting next to me, only to realize that she had disappeared at some point.

Probably when I was lost in conversation just now, I thought to myself and didn't pay attention.

"You guys came back just in time. You must be hungry. The soup is still hot."

Ricken and Hans invited the three of them to sit down. On top of the bonfire, the broth at noon was still hot. After simmering for an afternoon, the soup inside became thicker and full of fragrance.

The three of them were not polite, and took a swig of the fragrant and hot broth. Even a layman knew that investigation was a hard job, not to mention in such a windy climate.

Ricken and I just talked about the topic of strong men in the second world.

"That's right, the first world held a martial arts tournament last year. I heard that a paladin named Carlos won, right?"

Ricken glanced at Hans intentionally or unintentionally, and then said proudly,

The information communication between the first world and the second world was pretty good, and this happened a year ago. It was not surprising that Ricken knew about it, so I nodded without any surprise and confirmed Ricken's information.

"Look, it's not like you won the championship. Why are you so proud?" Faced with Ricken's pride, Hans finally couldn't help it anymore.

"Huh, at least you are a Paladin like me, right? It means that the profession of Paladin has a bright future even if you fight alone."

Ricken felt proud and didn't care about the ridicule in Hans' tone.

"Lord Tarasha, you are also from our wizard faction."

Hans glanced at Ricken lightly, and immediately wiped out the slightest sense of superiority that had just arisen in the other person's heart.

Even though thousands of years have passed, Tarasha's reputation as the only being who has defeated the Demon God is still unmatched. Compared with his reputation, the title of First World Martial Arts Champion is too insignificant, and Rickon cannot. Do not admit that the body being compared has no full skin.

So basically, if you give an example to a wizard to show that your profession is powerful, it must be to find a group of behaviors, because wizards have Tarasha.

Even the barbarians admit that in terms of strength, their great ancestor, the barbarian war god Bulcaisso, is indeed a little bit behind Tarasha. Of course, in terms of bravery, no one can match him.

"So, who are the strong people in the second world?"

Seeing Ricken and Hans staring at each other and threatening to have a quarrel, I asked quickly.

"Well..."

The two of them thought about it and slowly searched for the suitable candidate in their hearts.

At this time, under my surprised eyes, the Amazon sisters drank up the soup in their hands at a very fast speed, then slammed the mouth of the bowl to the ground, stood up at the same time, clenched their fists, and used He spoke in a tone that left no room for doubt.

"Needless to say, of course it's Lady Sharna."

I just fell to the ground.

Of course, it’s not that I doubt Sister Sharna’s strength, I was just shocked when I heard someone shout it out, and it was said with great respect and admiration, even with a little bit of the wonderful atmosphere of “Sister-sama”. .

Amazon, a race dominated by women and respecting the strong, is really the best base for developing Lily. Of course, this is just a personal nonsense. If Sister Sharna knew about it, she would probably develop something better than "Queen U". Zi Hoop" and more terrible moves punished me.

However, I remember that it was only a little over half a year before Sister Sharna came to the second world. I didn’t expect that she would have fans immediately. My sister is my sister, and she is so dazzling wherever she goes.

I sighed secretly in my heart.

On the first day I came here, I asked Hagas for news about my sister. Unfortunately, it only took half a year for Sister Sharna to come to the second world just half a month after she arrived. Lu Gaoyin headed in the direction.

It was only half a year. This was so shocking to other adventurers. Only a few people who knew her true strength were not surprised at all.

Sister Sharna is now in the realm of the pseudo-realm. She can protect herself even if she is placed in the third world, let alone a place like the second world camp.

"Though...although I say that, I don't deny Sharna's power, but there is still a certain gap compared to those of Harrogath."

Hans retorted with some reluctance. Even Tarasha might not be able to pass through the camp area in half a year. No one dared to doubt Sharna's strength. However, after all, it was only at the level of the camp, and Haloga. Compared with those strong men who have half a foot in the third world, Hans thinks there is still a certain gap.

"What did you say?!"

"You guy, how dare you underestimate Lady Sharna!!"

At the same time, Dena and Des, a pair of Amazon sisters, took out the longbows in their hands and glared at Hans, especially Dena, who intentionally or unintentionally aimed at the dark gold giant war longbow on Hans' butt. , even more shining with ill-intentioned light.

Hans felt his anus tighten. He looked to the left and right. He was the only assassin who could compete with the two Amazons. Gris, the silent man, seemed to have no intention of expressing his opinion. Hannah, the elusive little girl, didn't know where she died. .

Hans is a wizard, not an idiot. Facing the Amazons, the nemesis of the wizard profession, and there are two of them, he can only admit that he is unlucky and give in. A good man will not fight with a woman.

Subconsciously he moved his buttocks and made sure that he was firmly attached to the grass at 360 degrees. Then Hans snorted softly and turned his head away from the two little women.

"Okay, okay, there is no doubt about Sharna's power. Although brother Alsace, you have little chance of meeting her, you still have to be careful. She doesn't have a good temper. Don't provoke her... …Holy shit!!”

Before Rickon finished speaking, a white light flashed across both sides of his ears. He mechanically looked back at the two arrows that were deeply inserted into the ground not far behind him, leaving only two arrows with quivering tails. , then mechanically turned around and glanced at the two Amazon sisters who were glaring at him. Under Hans's mocking gaze of "you have a day too", Ricken obediently lowered his head.

The hot-tempered Amazon must not be messed with in some places.

Of course, Ricken, who brought it upon himself, also received a secret glare from me.

He actually said that Sister Sharna and I had no chance to meet. Isn’t this a curse? There is no chance for your sister! As long as I want to see it and splash it, I can probably see it tomorrow... Well, ahem, I can probably see it.

"In short, Sharna is a strong person who must not be messed with."

Ricken, feeling that he had lost the captain's dignity, coughed a few times and planned to end the sensitive topic of Sharna.

"By the way, there are a few other guys you must not mess with."

As if he suddenly remembered something, Ricken looked solemn and said to me seriously.

"Who are these people and what are their names?"

Seeing Ricken's serious look, I asked even more interestedly.

The atmosphere was silent for a moment, which seemed a bit depressed under the background of Ricken's serious expression. Suddenly, his head tilted and then shook.

"I don't know their names either."

"..."

Are you kidding me? Be careful and wait until night, I will secretly transform into a blood bear and beat you up! !

"You're talking about those two, right?"

Seeing my unkind expression, Ricken didn't know how to explain it to me. At this time, Hans across from me suddenly spoke.

"Yes, yes, those two people."

When talking about these two people, there was a flash of fear in the eyes of Ricken and Hans, and it certainly didn't look like they were making fun of me.

"You should know what kind of person he is and what characteristics he has, right?"

"Most of them are rumors, and there isn't much that can really be confirmed." Ricken glanced at me and replied.

"What is certain is that these two people, one is a paladin and the other is a barbarian, their activities are spread throughout the five major training areas of the second world. No one knows when they will encounter them."

"The other more reliable news is that the paladin is a different kind, extremely fast and elusive. Anyone who has fought against him has been defeated without even touching the opponent's hair." Hans added.

Rickon: "The other barbarian is a common violent warrior with extraordinary strength and speed, and an even more crazy personality. He is several times more brutal than the paladin. I heard that some adventurers have died. It’s in his hands.”

Hans: "In my opinion, these two people have definitely reached the level of pseudo-realm strength."

The two people exchanged words with each other and gradually sketched out the images of Carlos and Seattle.

"..."

Sister Sharna, Carlos, Seattle, it turns out that the people around me are all people who cannot be messed with.

I no longer know what expression to show.