Diablo Destruction

What a pair of deep eyes, the old pupils reflect the full vicissitudes of history and wisdom, just like the flashing scenes of a movie, narrating the grand life of this old man.

Under the gaze of Yalandlan, I immediately had a naked feeling. Although it is certain that this old man does not have terrible abilities such as voyeurism, he cannot control his own character and will in these two pairs of experiences. The vicissitudes of life were clearly seen in his eyes.

It seemed like a whole day had passed, or in an instant, the silent world was broken. The scenery of the Elven King's City, as well as the rows of solemn and solemn soldiers playing music, reappeared in reality, giving me a feeling that I could not distinguish between illusion and illusion. and a sense of reality.

Turning his attention to Yalandlan again, her eyes were still deep and wise, with thousands of years of history deposited in them. It made people feel awe at first glance, but they could no longer find the feeling they had just now.

"Are you Wu Fan?"

Elder Yalandlan, who kept smiling from beginning to end, slowly walked over to this side with the support of Kane. I quickly took a few steps forward, and Kane and I supported this lofty old man from left to right.

"Yes, Great Elder Yalandan, I am Wu Fan."

"Okay! Okay! Okay!"

Yalandan said three good words in a row, nodded with a smile, looked me up and down with his deep eyes, and then slowly closed his eyes.

"Dear guests who have come from afar, as well as the future prince of our Elf clan, please settle down with the soldiers first. The banquet will be held later. I am old and my legs can no longer walk, so I will take the first step. , waiting for you all at the banquet."

Yalandan's appearance was sudden and his words were concise and clear. After speaking, he slowly moved out of the way with the help of the soldiers. His trembling old hand stretched out and smiled as a gesture of invitation.

"Dear guests, welcome to the Elf Clan."

"welcome--!!"

Yalandlan's words seemed to light a fuse, and countless elves roared loudly. Although these elves usually looked quiet and graceful, when they really roared, the sound It can also be big enough to scare a cow to death. Should we say that these guys are hidden high-pitched artists?

“Don’t dare, don’t dare~~”

In this situation, we can only say goodbye to Grand Elder Yalandlan in a hurry, and walk along the given road to the center of the inner city, where the Crystal Tree is.

After the soldiers who played music and the elves who were watching the fun followed them away, Yalandlan, who had been standing still and watching this scene quietly, suddenly staggered in his steps and his body was shaky, and then he was killed by the female elf guard beside him. Quickly hold on.

From the corner of her mouth, a shocking trace of blood flowed.

"Great Elder, didn't you say that you would never use your full power of prophecy again?"

The maid who had been taking care of her screamed in surprise, and quickly took out a bottle of potion from her side, and fed it to Yalandran who was too weak to speak.

"Hehe...hehe..."

After a while, Yalandlan opened his eyes slightly, let out a weak laugh, and said to his personal maid.

"It's the privilege of the elderly to be willful once in a while."

Then, she raised her head, stared into the distance, and murmured in disbelief.

"The golden light...how is it possible...could it be that person?!"

…

"I was so scared that I broke into a cold sweat just now."

After Dai Yalanlan's sight disappeared behind me, I looked back and wiped the sweat from my forehead.

This old man put too much pressure on me, especially those eyes, which almost made me think that my identity as a time traveler had been seen through by her.

In other words, the days in the dark world are so fulfilling, full of crises and joys. Now many times, I have forgotten the word time traveler. I truly regard myself as a member of the dark world. I only need to use specific words. When you complain, you will remember the knowledge of the original world, huh huh!

"Don't tell me it's you, I'm also under a lot of pressure."

Looking back, the old drunkard and the short winter melon were also wiping their sweat. Looking back, they seemed to have been keeping their duties without saying a word. It seems that the power of Yalandlan is not enough for these two people who are worried about the world being in chaos. He can also suppress this guy. He is worthy of being Akara’s teacher.

Under the leadership of Elder Lyman, our group was settled in the elf house near the Crystal Tree.

"Everyone has a rest here for a while. The banquet will start soon." After leaving a few words, Elder Leman left with a smile.

"As we get older, we get tired after walking a few steps. I'm going to take a rest first. Don't make any trouble." Kane said this, his sharp eyes obviously turning around the old drunkard and pointing. It’s clear who it is.

Several old people left, leaving only me, the old drunkard, Muradin and Tia. They looked at each other. Before we could decide what to do next, a large group of beautiful and handsome elves came up and swept us away. The inner and outer layers surrounded us, and then they blatantly pointed fingers at us and kept whispering.

Humans are strange creatures. Even if they know it is wrong, as long as there are many people doing it, they will take it for granted. Even if this behavior is wrong, why can others do it but I can't?

I just discovered now that the elves, who are famous for their nobility and elegance, cannot avoid this kind of mentality. They know that it is wrong to watch people, and the one who is watching is their future prince, but with the strength of the crowd, we are still ruthlessly beaten. of onlookers.

No wonder Kane walked so fast. With his physical strength that could swing a three-section stick and fight with Farah for an hour, how could he be tired after walking such a short distance? It turns out that he had anticipated this situation and abandoned us in order to save his own life.

There are more and more elves watching. If we had to describe our current situation, it would be like an inconspicuous piece of wood floating on the sea of ​​elves. However, these seawaters are rushing towards us, vowing not to swallow us up. The look of not giving up.

"Bah-bah-!!"

The old drunkard and the short winter melon each took out their own weapons. An iron spear was a huge dwarf hammer that was twice as long as Old Mu. Then they spit on their hands and wiped the weapons. They looked at each other, as if they were bento warriors who took out family photos for their teammates to appreciate before the battle, and then said that after this battle I would go home to be with my wife and children, they nodded solemnly.

"It seems that in this situation, we can only rely on our strength to fight a way out."

The old drunkard's tone contained a desperate aura.

"You are absolutely right, my comrade."

Muradin's old face showed a smile that could live and die together with his companions.

"Don't die."

"You are the one. I want to go back to my hometown to get married."

"Ahh~~!!"

Two fists dropped from the sky and landed on their heads.

"Ah, you are so big. I'll kill your sister all the time. When did you become comrades in arms? If you die, find a hole and bury yourself. Don't drag everyone down, you two bastards!!"

Holding these two bastards tightly, I flipped backwards, hugged them around the waist, and pushed them to the ground.

"Oh oh oh, well done Fanfan."

The little girl's pretty face turned red and she clapped her hands excitedly. She didn't know whether she was praising my comment just now or that beautiful backflip.

While we were having fun, more than a dozen male elves exuding a dangerous aura suddenly emerged from the crowd and stood a few steps forward as if they had made an appointment.

"Excuse me, who is Druid Wu Fan?"

The first male elf, who was holding a long bow with green leaves, had a slender and strong figure, and his appearance was enough to make a certain elf prince in the King of Fingers ashamed to commit suicide, asked loudly.

Oh, as expected of the elves, who are famous for their elegance and nobility. Even if the anger in their eyes is about to burn, there is nothing out of place in their sentences.

However, when they call me by name like this, should I really be generous and praise them in return?

As for appearance, this elf who is more of an elf prince than an elf prince... Well, I'm sorry, I bit my tongue. In short, this elf male who speaks out, to be honest, no matter how handsome he is, he is not good enough to compete with him. I deliver the blow.

Well... how should I put it, it's not that I have confidence in myself, I should be used to it, Lar or something, White Wolf or something, Carlos or something...

Okay, let's get back to the topic. Anyway, before setting off, Akara also told me that his cheap fiancée, the Elf Queen, is really popular among the elves, so it is very likely that the accident in front of me will happen, so I should take more responsibility. Be careful and deal with it carefully, so as not to cause trouble or disgrace the alliance.

So now...

"Is that you?"

Just when I was about to take action, the dozen or so male elves with a handsome halo, without waiting for me to say anything, took the initiative to lay down on the ground in a very imageless shape after I just hugged them. Muradin, foaming at the mouth, gathered around.

"Are you Druid Wu Fan?"

The elf in front of him had a bit more fierceness in his voice, as if he never imagined that the fiancé of Her Highness the Queen would be so virtuous.

"It's exactly as we imagined, so ugly and vulgar, it must be him." More than a dozen other elves agreed indignantly.

"..."

No, no matter how much you hate me for stealing your Queen, there is no need to humiliate me with an old winter melon like Muradin. It's too much, you bastards! !

Muradin rubbed the back of his head and sat up, and found that he was surrounded by more than a dozen tall elves. It was so airtight that he could only see a ray of sunlight above his head.

"Druid Wu Fan, if you still have any self-awareness, just go back and cancel the wedding. We will pretend that nothing happened."

They say that guy is no longer there, you know it, you obviously know it, you have just called out Druid Wu Fan, you know that the target you are looking for is a Druid, not what he looks like from the inside out. The old winter melon is a dwarf warrior by profession, right? There was clearly a guy in front of me who looked more like a druid, but he chose to find that ugly old winter melon, which even a male camel in heat could not look down on, to vent his almost crazy jealousy, right, you bastards! !

"what are you saying?!"

Just when I was gearing up to teach these elves who maliciously slandered me a lesson, Mu Laodonggua jumped up and shouted loudly.

"You actually said that I am Mr. Wu? Is that brat as handsome as me? Look at my melancholy eyes, my sexy beard, and the aura of vicissitudes emanating from my body."

"..."

"It seems that this guy is indeed not Druid Wu Fan."

"Yeah, that's right."

Because Old Man Mu's shamelessness was far beyond what these elves could bear, when their brains were overloaded, they chose to ignore this man and turned their attention to the three of us.

"Is it you?!"

More than a dozen eyes looked around, and finally fell on Diya, and then flashed with extremely complicated emotions. When the passionate and righteous young man heard the girl's cry for help coming from the deep alley, he immediately rushed with anger. When I went in, I found that the assailant turned out to be a woman, and the person calling for help was a transvestite, with the same expression.

"Um...my name is Tia."

Being stared at by more than a dozen pairs of eyes, the little girl looked at each other for a while without fear of strangers, then showed a bright and cute smile, pointed at herself and introduced.

"So this is ah."

These male elves didn't know whether they were relieved or disappointed. They took a deep breath and said this.

"That's you!!"

Excluding the two people, these menacing elves who tried to destroy the marriage between the two races confidently pointed their fingers at me...the old drunkard next to me.

"That's right. It is said that the man named Wu Fan likes to drink. He must be this guy."

"Trinns, don't the rumors say that every time that guy drinks, he destroys an entire city?" A nearby elf reminded the leading male elf in a low voice.

"It's almost done anyway."

After thinking for a moment, the elf suspected to be named Trient waved the green leaf longbow in his hand and made an irresponsible assertion.

"..."

Please tell me, where should I start complaining?

"I?!"

The old drunkard pointed at himself and rolled his eyes a few times. It was obvious that he had taken the idea of ​​these dozen elves who seemed to have no city.

"That's right, I am Druid Wu Fan. As long as you give me all the rum from the elves, I will cancel this marriage. What the hell -!"

Before he finished speaking, a cane was thrown from Kane's house and hit the old drunkard on the stomach, causing her to hold her belly and roll on the ground.

"Sorry, I am Druid Wu Fan. What can I do for you?"

At this time, I saw the opportunity and stood up. There was nothing left to see. The other three were eliminated. Do these elves still doubt the air next to me?

"you?!"

More than a dozen elves made hesitant exclamations, and more than a dozen eyes continued to scan my body like infrared rays. After a long time, no one spoke.

"Hey, what do you want to say?" I couldn't help but speak first.

"No, Boss Drizzt!"

One of the elves let out a desperate cry.

"It turns out to be this guy!"

"He turns out to be that Druid Wu Fan!"

"Damn, damn, he is so ordinary. He is extremely ordinary inside and out. There is absolutely no way to find any breakthrough in him, Brother Drizzt!"

"I didn't expect that there would be such ordinary people in this world, so ordinary that we can't find faults at all."

"There is no merit at all!"

"It's just like an ordinary sealed iron barrel. You can't find the opening for attack. It's so scary. It's so scary for mortals!"

"Everyone... everyone, calm down, there is no... there is no advantage, isn't it just a shortcoming?!"

The elf named Drizzt, with his elegant and noble posture, also became panicked. After a while, he thought of something, managed to calm down and spoke loudly.

"..."

I said, these guys are actually members of the Royal Comedy Troupe of the elves.