Diablo Destruction

"It turns out it's you, Xiao A. If you're not suppressing hell, why did you come here?!!"

Belial let go of Saya, flew up, grabbed Azmodan's devil horn and shook it vigorously.

"Don't, don't touch my horns, Sister Belial. How many times have I told you that devil's horns cannot be touched at will, especially the horns of this Demon King..."

Poor Azmodan, that huge skeletal demon body looked like Ultraman in front of Belial in lolita form, but now he looked helpless as Belial angrily grabbed those sharp and noble eyes. The horns of the Demon King shook its entire crown skull head back and forth, showing a comical balance between majesty and ferociousness.

"I~~said~~, hell! Where is the side!?!"

Belial ignored Azmodan's screams, shook his head even more, and asked each word through gritted teeth.

"Humph, Sister Beryl, you are too cunning. You said that you came to the front line to fight hard and left me alone in hell. You said that guarding the rear area has a heavy responsibility. The result..."

Having said this, Azmodan's skull pupils under his black-gold crowned helmet suddenly flashed crimson, showing his anger. Then he turned his head slightly, threw Belial away, and glared at the three demon kings in front of him.

"But you are here to play!!"

"Xiao A, who told me that we are planning to attack the angel army now?"

Belial landed in the air, pouted his little mouth, and bit his finger cutely, but what he said was somewhat guilty.

"Huh, what about before this?" Azmodan crossed his arms and asked condescendingly.

"Let me state in advance that I am completing my mission well." Andalil immediately showed his identity and betrayed the other two demon kings.

"Ah, Xiao An'er, you are so cunning. Doesn't it sound like Xiao Sha and I are playing?"

Belial immediately rushed forward in protest, grabbed Andariel's flaming hair, and pulled it back and forth unwillingly.

"As for Andalil, I believe that Saya can forget it, but you, Sister Belial, are really outrageous."

Azmodan kept nodding his head and said hummingly.

"Eh-huh -? Why do you believe it, Xiao An'er? And also, what does it mean to forget about Xiao Sha? Why can Xiao Sha just forget about it? Xiao A, are you bullying me? You are bullying me, right?"

Belial jumped up in surprise, his round eyes filled with grievances.

"Because Sister Belial, you are the boss after all." Azmodan said unmoved.

"Woo~~"

Belial shrugged his shoulders speechlessly and landed on Andariel's shoulders. He lowered his head and the part above his nose was shrouded in shadow. After a moment, only a pair of lovely lips were exposed, suddenly outlining a A sinister smile.

"Hmph, how dare you say that to me? Well, Xiaosha's clone is dead, so let's use Xiaoa's to replace it, hahahaha~~~"

Andariel, who heard clearly from his side, glanced at Azmodan with pity. Sister Belial was very cautious.

"What's the situation like on the other side of hell?"

After making up his mind, Belial raised his head, showed a sunny and warm smile again, and asked Azmodan.

"It's still the same as before. Ever since those three guys and all their subordinates came here, no one has become successful."

Azmodan snorted, but as one of the four demon kings, he did have the confidence to say such a thing.

As for [those three guys], of course they refer to the three demon gods.

"Sister Belial, you don't have to worry about hell. If those ungrateful guys make trouble, just let them jump around for a while, and then kill them back in one go."

"That's right. Xiao A is here. Just stay here for a while, just in time to help me."

Belial nodded her lips and smiled brightly at Azmodan. Andariel beside him saw this scene and couldn't help but feel a chill running down his back.

"No problem, Sister Belial, just speak out. It will just let those despicable humans see the methods of Azmodan, the original sin demon king. The soul that fell to the deepest part of hell is an excellent delicacy. Hahahahaha~~~~"

Azmodan's wild laughter reverberated violently throughout the Crystal Cave, and the purest aura of sin surged out of his body. Along with his laughter, it kept emitting ghostly and shrill screams. The power of a generation of demon kings was reflected in the cave. This moment is unmistakable.

"Xiao A is here again. He was almost killed by humans in that battle ten thousand years ago."

Belial turned his head and whispered into Andariel's ear.

"Maybe it's because of this that he hates humans so much. Azmodan is such an unexpected little person."

Andariel calmly hugged his chest and echoed in a voice that only Belial could hear.

"Speaking of which, sister Shaye, the gift I brought is okay."

After laughing wildly for a while, Azmodan looked at Saya, who had been standing aside in the cold, but he was grilling the second bunch of mushrooms after eating the first bunch of mushrooms without realizing it, and asked with concern.

Among the four demon kings, although Saya has the most cold and taciturn character, probably because of the smallest relationship, she is loved by the other three demon kings.

"Um."

Saya's cold eyes turned around Azmodan. The beautiful girl's face, which had been frozen for thousands of years, tapped slightly and continued to focus on the mushroom.

"It's good if you like it. Finally, all my hard work was not in vain. I only got this after killing a demon king-level demon goblin and a group of his men. The battle lasted for a whole day and a night."

Azmodan nodded with satisfaction.

"How about telling it that this thing is everywhere in the human world."

Andariel whispered in Belial's ear.

"Forget it, if Xiao A can't bear the blow and cries to go back, then there will be one less thug." Beryl muttered in a low voice.

"Speaking of which, sister Saya, I have told you many times when I was in hell, can your room be bigger? It doesn't look like the palace of the four demon kings at all."

Azmodan looked at the top of his head and complained. Its huge body, which was nearly ten meters tall, only needed to be slightly raised for the Demon King's horns on its head to leave two holes in the ceiling.

"Besides, this lake is too shabby. I can't even wash my feet."

Like a nagging old woman in the middle of her life, Azmodan continued to complain while pointing at the lake in the center of the cave, the eternally frozen water that made all demons blush after hearing it, and then his eyes fell on the bed of ice in the middle of the lake.

"Well, this bed is okay, but I always feel like it's missing something. By the way, how about freezing a few human or demon corpses in it? Skeletons will do, too. Of course, it won't work if it's too weak. At least humans can. It has to be domain level, and the demon needs to be devil king level."

Azmodan kept chattering, but unfortunately Saya didn't stop talking. She held a very fresh mushroom skewer and handed it to Azmodan.

"Want to eat...?"

"never mind........"

Looking at Saya's emotionless ice-green pupils, Azmodan sighed as if giving up. His huge body suddenly erupted with a violent black light that swallowed up space and light, like a black hole. The entire ice cave It began to shake violently. Under the structure of Saya's terrifying ice power, the ice walls and ceilings around the cave, which were as hard as alloys, were constantly falling into pieces of ice, as if they were about to collapse at any time.

In the mammoth surge of energy, this black light with the purest power of original sin gradually shrank and condensed, and finally remained less than one-tenth of its original size. Then it could continue to squirm, and finally formed a human shape.

"It's much more spacious this way, but I really don't want to use this form. I always feel that the majesty of the Demon King is diminished."

From the black light package, the girl's sweet sigh came out. Soon, the black light flashed, and finally another appearance was revealed - an armored girl holding a giant sword.

A proud girl with a height of 1.56 meters, a slender figure, long black hair, black pupils, and slightly raised black eyebrows. She wears a black gold armor that closely covers her body like a holy garment. The chest of the armor is carved. Wearing a skull demon head that covers the entire slightly raised breasts of a girl, with a pair of Demon King horns on both sides of the head, and the ends of the curved and spreading shoulders becoming shoulder pads, the ferocious and majestic look is exactly what Azmodan is in the Demon King form. A miniature version of the head.

The super-giant black sword, which was five meters long, was carried on the shoulder by the black armored girl as easily as straw. The sword body was flowing with black destructive energy and flashed with a light that could swallow the soul, making people indifferent. There is no doubt that as long as the girl gently swings the giant sword forward, she will be able to cut in half all the enemies within the attack range, and even suck their souls into the sword, causing them to fall and wail continuously.

"Forget it, if it's to deal with those birdmen, even if it's aggrieved, it's worth it. Without further ado, let's set off!!"

Azmodan raised his slender and arrogant eyebrows lightly. Appearing in the costume of a fighting girl wearing armor and carrying a big sword, Azmodan took a bold step forward and charged out of the cave majestically.

"Hey, hey, don't ignore our plan, you guy."

Azmodan's black and arrogant figure only rushed to the door when Andariel grabbed the sword on her shoulder and brought it back.

"Let me go and let me kill you, Andariel, are you afraid? It's so embarrassing. As the Four Demon King, I am ashamed of your cowardly behavior."

Azmodan was holding on to the hilt of the sword and was lifted into the air by the tall Andariel. While struggling in shame and anger, Azmodan bared his teeth and claws at Andariel.

"Do you want to just rush up and force Tyrell out? Even if the four of us go together, we won't be its opponent."

Andariel's brows kept twitching. Among the four demon kings, Azmodan is the most passionate. Of course, another definition of passionate is being brave and foolhardy. Especially in this posture, it seems that the IQ is also shrinking with the head. And lowering it at the same time can bring out her hot-blooded and reckless personality to the fullest.

"That's why I don't want Xiao A to come here..."

Belial sighed helplessly, and then laughed mysteriously, not knowing what he was planning.

…

With a "touch", in the stunned and stunned eyes of all the adventurers, the upper half of Duriel's body was thrown into the church. A large amount of green blood exuding a shiver-inducing icy aura gushes out and quickly gathers on the ground. Big beach.

The dazzling sunlight shines in from the broken door. In the wonderful interplay of light and shadow, all eyes are focused on the tall figure standing outside the door with long golden hair that is even more dazzling than the sun. .

"Queen Sharna——!!"

I don't know who it was, but it was the first person to scream in surprise, and then looked coldly at the half-broken body of Duriel on the ground.

Could it be that...she killed Du Riel all by herself?

This requires at least pseudo-domain level strength. No, even a strong person who has just entered the pseudo-domain may not be able to do it.

All kinds of looks of surprise and speculation followed one after another, and then turned into looks of admiration, focusing on the beautiful and proud figure outside the door.

This is respect for the strong.

At this moment, all the dazzlingness was self-evident. Those adventurers who had claimed in the bar that Sharna had not yet reached the pseudo-realm level, and cited countless examples to prove that such a perversion could not exist in this world, could not believe it. He consciously looked away and bowed his head deeply.

For a long time in the future, these people may become the laughing stock of the bar. The questioning tone they once used will be imitated by those harsh barbarians to add laughter to the bar. Those female warriors of the Amazon tribe, I will always look down on them with contempt.

With a soft click, the black figure under the dazzling sunlight took the first step. Her beautiful figure seemed to be walking out of the light. She inherited the delicate and beautiful face of the elves and the proud curvy figure of the Amazons. Sharna makes all adventurers shine.

Whether you have seen Sharna or not, at this moment, the nickname of the Amazon that exudes majesty and arrogance - Queen Sharna - flashes through your mind again.

That's right, Queen!

It’s not that Lu Gaoyin has never had pseudo-domain-level experts, the three on stage are the ones now, but why is it that only Sharna is crowned with the honor of a queen?

The first is of course her strength, which is enough to overwhelm the entire Lu Gaoyin adventurers. In front of adventurers, everything is based on strength.

Of course, strength alone is not enough. Otherwise, there will be kings and queens everywhere. Powerful strength, peerless appearance, and the temperament of a queen. With these three elements, Sharna can be crowned a queen. The reason for the honor, although it seems simple, but think about it, in the past thousands of years, no woman has been so unanimously recognized as the queen.

Having said this, I have to mention the most famous women in the Dark. In terms of time, the most famous woman in the past few hundred years is none other than Linya’s grandmother Raphael, who owns the city of princesses of hundreds of tribes. , her reputation is not only spread in the alliance, other races are also respected as the title of princess. As for why it is the title of princess and not others, it is probably due to temperament and personality, just like Sharna is respected as the queen. Not like a princess.

It is precisely because of the existence of Raphael, a princess of hundreds of races, that the tense confrontation between humans and other races that has lasted for tens of thousands of years has been alleviated. For example, the marriage between the alliance and the elves some time ago, if we talk about who has the greatest promotion effect, There is no doubt that she is the princess of hundreds of tribes.

Therefore, although Raphael has been in the Third World for decades, her presence and influence are still everywhere in the First and Second Worlds. When it comes to fame, even Sharna cannot compete with her now. compared to.

The second one is not Sharna, but Akala, the head of the alliance. Although she is neither called a princess nor has the honor of a queen, this alliance elder, who is dubbed the Old Fox by many adventurers, is the leader of the alliance. The contribution made by the Alliance is far greater than that of Raphael, but most of this contribution is silent, so at first glance, it is not as famous as Raphael. The eyes of adventurers are sharp, everyone They didn’t say it openly, but they knew it in their hearts. They were extremely grateful and respectful to this old man who dedicated his life to the alliance. Let’s put it this way, even if Akara is not the elder, her appeal to adventurers is far greater. Much bigger than Raphael.

The third one is Queen Sharna in front of me, and then there is one of the recently popular mainland Geminis, the Elf Queen of the Elf Tribe. According to the adventurers who attended the wedding in the restaurant, the appearance and temperament of this Elf Queen are not the same. After losing to Sharna, most adventurers have thought about the earth-shattering moment when the king met the king.

Then there is Lucia, the incomparably charming fox-human Sky Fox. Although she does not have this consciousness, her reputation has spread throughout the entire league. The new generation of Rogue singer Willas, and the most beautiful Rogue little princess Sara. , and Linya’s...etc.

Well, damn it, even though I don’t want to admit it, Fini’s reputation as a transvestite is not small! !

Looking at the previous thousands of years, there are many well-known heroines, such as the wizard Akana, Kashan, Naji, Amazon Vidala, who are now named after their suits, and of course, the most famous one, the Seven Heroes. Two of the women - the Amazon Mavena and the assassin Natalya.

Facts have proved that only the strong can leave their names. Like the Rogge singers and dancers before Raphael, how many people can remember them now? Of course, Vilas didn't care about this.

Under the awe and respect of all the adventurers, the crowd made way for the queen to stride towards the stage.

These adventurers feel very complicated now.

Sharna's current actions, in their view, are undoubtedly provoking the alliance's envoys. Yes, the queen is proud and aloof. How can she allow these people to dictate on her territory?

Thinking of this, they are looking forward to a super war between pseudo-realms, but their reason tells them that this crisis moment does not seem to be the time for a civil war.

But no one dared to step forward and stop her. Whether they had seen Queen Sharna's power or just heard the rumors in the bar, they all knew the consequences of doing so, and they would only overestimate their capabilities and be abused by this person. The queen just stepped on it.

In the complicated eyes of all the adventurers in the audience, a hundred meters of distance passed by Sharna's feet in an instant. She was already standing in front of the stage, facing the other three envoys who had already stood up. Sharna kept moving forward step by step. Going up to her, these adventurers were both excited and worried about the queen. After all, the other party was three powerful men in the pseudo-realm.

A weird atmosphere echoed over the church. Many adventurers still held weapons in their hands, and unknowingly, their palms were sweating.

However, at the next moment, something happened that made all the adventurers' eyes pop out of their eyes. Queen Sharna, who did not put anyone in her eyes, faced the leader of the three envoys. ...

Actually hugging each other? ! !

The open-mouthed adventurers in the audience couldn't help but wipe their eyes, looking at the scene in disbelief. The noble and beautiful queen, the majestic queen, the cold and cruel queen, actually hugging each other with a man?

No, no, no, this might be a new way of fighting, and maybe the two of them have already started a life-and-death struggle at other levels where they are fighting.

However, at the next moment, the conversation between the two people completely shattered the dreams of many male adventurers. Just like a hammer hitting a mirror, their broken hearts fell to the ground.

"Sister Sharna."

"younger brother."

Don't let us meet again. I hugged my sister greedily, smelling the long-lost cold and proud fragrance emanating from that soft body, and felt satisfied in my heart.

For me, coming here to see Sister Sharna is a major event that is as important as the task assigned by the old fox Akara. Now I have finally completed half of it. The remaining half is to be with my sister. The brothers and sisters are of the same mind, even if it is a big mistake. The demon god Baal appears in front of us, and we have nothing to fear.

"I've grown taller again..."

My neck tightened slightly, and I lowered my head according to the force, looking into those deep and aloof sea-blue eyes, with a gentle smile on my cold face, Sister Sharna said.

I remember that when I first met Sister Sharna, I was as tall as her. Now, Sister Sharna in her arms had to pull down my neck to make our eyes meet.

As if to make up for the weight of the past few years, they stared at each other endlessly, gently caressing each other's cheeks. I don't know how long it took before Sister Sharna smiled with satisfaction.

"Well, he is indeed my Sharna's brother."

As he spoke, the small hands that were caressing his cheeks gently pulled down, and the two pairs of lips came together.

What does it mean to act like there is no one around, and I am probably talking about my sister. There are obviously thousands of adventurers in the audience, and there are obviously Carlos and the others beside them. However, the clear blue pupils in her eyes always only reflect her own shadow, which completely ignores her. These people treat it as air.

I can't be as careless as others like Sister Sharna, and my spine is a little chilly as I bear thousands of pairs of sharp, resentful eyes. However, if I shrink back, am I still worthy of being my sister's brother?

Although he cannot inherit the arrogance of Sister Sharna, at least he can use his own actions to maintain it - in order not to tarnish the name of the Queen's younger brother.

Thinking of this, I suddenly ignored the thousands of eyes that were shining on my body, and concentrated on enjoying the sweet kiss, the cold and proud fragrance, the faint sweetness of roses, or each other's love. The lingering tongue, as smooth and soft as a rice cake, and the hot feeling close to my body made me addicted to it, and I soon forgot everything around me.

After a long time, with a hint of nostalgia on her wet lips, Sister Sharna slowly let go of my neck and separated my lips with my disappointed expression.

Breathing the hot and sweet breath, her clear sea-blue eyes were filled with mist, and she caressed my cheek quietly for a moment. Sister Sharna suddenly turned around and looked at the thousands of adventurers in the audience, just like a Sichuan opera character. His face changed, and his eyes instantly changed from hot and blurry to extremely cold, just like a butcher looking at a group of lambs waiting to be slaughtered, causing the adventurers in the audience to tremble.

Frowning, my sister looked down at the lambs in the audience, and then said.

"Brother, were you training these little guys just now?"

"..."

To say training... is a bit too much. What if these unruly adventurers... I turned around and took a worried look.

Hey, hey, hey, why doesn't anyone show an angry look? Those people, yes, I'm talking about you, why do you look like you're so disgusted that you're enjoying it, you perverts! !

I don’t know who said it, but every man has an M personality in his subconscious. Although I still hold a noncommittal attitude, this sentence is indeed applicable to thousands of adventurers in the audience.

Just imagine, if it were me who said what my sister said, even if they were suppressed by the strength of the pseudo-realm, it would only make them dare to be angry and dare not speak out. If they had a hotter temper, they might not care about the difference in strength. If you jump out, you will die with dignity.

But when my sister said this, the adventurers in the audience remained silent and behaved like sheep. Is this the power of the queen?

"Forget it, I'll just keep listening."

Saying this, my sister pulled up a chair and sat down next to me. The meeting seemed to have returned to its main topic.

Soon, these thousands of adventurers were rearranged. First, five highly respected captains were selected as the defense leaders of each city, and the remaining team captains joined one of them.

Then, based on the number of people in the five teams, I assigned defense tasks. After thinking about it, I decided to put the team with the largest number here at Lu Gaoyin. Although according to the intelligence, there seemed to be no mini-boss-level monsters here, I still vaguely thought about it. Feeling inappropriate.

For the one with the smallest number of people, I placed it in the Lost City. Although there are two mini-boss-level monsters leading there, I have said before that the environment in the Lost City is relatively harsh, and most of the people living there are scavengers and scavengers. The poor are not many in number and can be easily moved. If this is not possible, they can be evacuated from the Lost City to minimize losses.

Soon, after being divided into five teams, with an order, the captain of the smallest team separated, found his teammates, and went to the city to defend.

After everything is ready, the monsters outside the city are also starting to move around, and a tough battle is about to begin...