Diablo Destruction

Chapter 1159 New District! Attack!

Compared with the darkness of the camp, the newly built new district is still lit up.

From time to time, there is a team of soldiers passing by every road, every entrance, and every corner. Under the perfect patrol route set by Lena and Linya, every piece of land in the whole new district is under the surveillance of soldiers.

In places where people are easily concealed, there is also a magic circle. As long as someone touches it, they will immediately attract soldiers to patrol.

Although after being transferred, mercenaries and transferees can see things in the night, but depending on the difference, there will be a leader in night vision like Druid, and those mercenaries have the vision at night to be Much lower than those who change jobs, far less convenient than during the day.

Not to mention those soldiers who have not yet transferred, and in the dark night when they can’t see their fingers, they can only see a hazy, and their sight is greatly hindered.

The soldiers in the camp are mostly composed of soldiers of the mercenary level and soldier level. Therefore, in this dark night, each team will light a magic torch to increase their vision.

This also caused a brightly lit landscape in the new district. Thousands of soldiers here, there were thousands of torches moving and flickering, plus clusters of burning bonfires, shining the whole new district as bright as during the day.

Except for the soldiers, the new area is almost empty. Neither civilians nor adventurers will come here at this time. Originally, it should be reasonable to remove most of the troops.

But now, at such a late time, the number of patrolling soldiers has not decreased but increased because the lights in a cylindrical tent are still on in the very center of the new district.

The future Alliance elders, Akala’s successor, Lord Lena, and even though they are not elders, they have already carried more than one other elder (such as a drunk, such as an explosion demon). , Still working inside.

Tens of thousands of soldiers are just to protect these two adults. They have no complaints and no tires.

The night was quiet, only a series of neat and solemn footsteps, and the sound of torches and wood burning, echoed in the new area. The soldiers looked carefully around one by one with serious expressions. There were few speakers, creating a very depressing and solemn Be wary of severe weather.

At this moment, more than ten black shadows silently sneaked into the new area.

They seem to be very familiar with the layout of the entire new area, the patrol route of the soldiers, and even where a magic array is set up. After sneaking into it in a hurry, they almost stick to the gap of the soldiers’ patrol and turn left and right. Wearing netbsp little by little; under the strict patrol route, these black men in cloaks have difficulty in walking. Sometimes, in order to avoid risks, they have to choose to step back and wait for good opportunities again.

But there is no doubt that they are still stepping forward step by step, gradually approaching the more heavily guarded central area, and the flag on the top of the cylindrical tent is like a lighthouse, giving them a clear direction.

The strength of these people is much higher than that of the soldiers on patrol. On average, they have the strength of a group of fortress-level adventurers. One or two have even reached the junior strength of the second world, and they seem to have received special training and are very good at it. Hidden, under such tight siege, still able to wear netbsp; although the strength is much stronger than these patrolling soldiers, but they dare not act rashly, and even have no idea to shock these soldiers.

If it is just a team of soldiers, any one of these dozen or so shadows can be easily defeated and killed.

However, if hundreds or thousands of soldiers are attracted, it is them who are unlucky.

Now that the Alliance of Adventurers is regarded as a deadly rival, these black men must have a certain understanding of the backbone of the entire Rog camp, that is, the situation of these tens of thousands of soldiers.

Individuals are very weak, and some are not as good as the rookie adventurers who just transferred, but these people know that the soldiers in the camp have undergone countless trials in the past few years in the league, such as the monster attacked the village nine years ago. After the great war, the spirit, will, fighting spirit and momentum of each other have begun to resonate.

The benefits of this resonance have been witnessed by the men in black on the morning of the opening of the teleportation array, and yes, that is the so-called [potential].

Ten soldiers can converge into a trend. The "potential" of hundreds of soldiers can resist the strong who have just reached the pseudo-domain level. The "potential" formed by 10,000 soldiers can even make the domain-level strong. Discouraged.

At the military parade on the day when the teleportation team opened, tens of thousands of soldiers dispersed the momentum, which has made strong men such as Carlos, Seattlek, and Salna feel agitated, suppressed, and unable to resist. To resist this coercion in your own field, you can see the terrible degree of [potential].

Although more than a dozen men in black are of great strength, none of them has reached the level of pseudo realm. If hundreds of soldiers are recruited at once, then they can still go back alive to complete the task, it is still a question.

"Eh, you really know the trouble if you really act."

The man in black hiding in the dark saw that the closer he was to the central zone, the tighter the guard, and he almost formed an impenetrable net of heaven and earth.

These days, they have made clear the layout of the new area, the patrol route of the soldiers, and the location of the magic circle, and even planned several infiltration routes, so they will be so familiar.

However, when I took action, I still felt what it was like to talk on the paper. When investigating these patrol routes, they were not afraid of being caught and could walk around arbitrarily, so I just felt that the patrol layout was relatively strict, but once they actually took action , This tight, but turned into fine spider silk, sullen mud, so that they have a deep feeling of being trapped in a dilemma.

It seems to be playing chess, standing next to it, and bystanders are clear, so it is easy to grasp the direction, but once I sit on the chess table, I am deeply stuck in the clouds, I don't know what to do.

"Linya, Lena, these two people are worthy of Akara's left and right hands. From the patrol layout in front of them, they can see their wisdom, but this is even more valuable for killing."

The man in black next to him, an an net mouth, eyes full of gray door g door g breath, it seems that his soul is a gray, dead world without any life.

The wrinkled smile on his face was cruel and grim, and with a fearlessness of the dead.

Others are similar in appearance. Although they are not demons, they are better than demons. Although demons are cruel and bloodthirsty, they are still very precious of their lives, and these people’s eyes are full of nothing. Hesitant to pounce on the fire of the sword mountain.

It is no wonder that in many historical records, a sentence is often mentioned. Once a person falls, he is more terrifying than a demon.

Hundreds of years ago, thousands of years ago, the repeated disasters of the alliance often also had inextricable relations with the group of fallen people. Until the last few hundred years, the alliance began to strictly control and screen talents. People who are not correct, or who have a weak mind, even if they have the qualification to become an adventurer, the Alliance will not give them the qualification to become an adventurer.

In this way, although it has led to hundreds of years, the number of adventurers has plummeted, and the hells are almost unable to lift their heads. The unarmed civilians have spent a period of extremely dark days, dark times, The alliance's method of doing so, as well as the alliance's prestige, have been repeatedly questioned.

But gradually, people now find that although the days are bitter, they are also much smoother. The number of adventurers is reduced, but the quality of the screening is higher, and the power of the fallen alliance has been effectively suppressed. In the generation of Akara, the Fallen Alliance is almost no longer a threat to the Adventurer Alliance, and the overall power of the alliance, because of the rising water, can breathe a sigh of relief from the hell.

It can be said that the relative stability in these years has definitely not been obtained out of thin air, nor is Akara’s wisdom able to defy the sky at one fell swoop, but has been exchanged for hundreds of years of dark ages with billions of human beings as a price.

If it was a few years ago, the Fallen Alliance could occasionally come out and do something, like the killing of the Western Kingdom eight years ago.

But in recent years, the fallen alliance has become more and more powerless, not only because of the mainstay inside, the three giants Carlos, Seattle, and Yarrow, the death of the betrayal, the betrayal of the betrayal, the three giants collapse and collapse in the blink of an eye .

In addition to being weakened, what made the fallen alliance feel the deepest is the change on the side of the adventurer alliance. That’s right, it has become stronger. With the degree that u can see, it seems that it has grown from a baby to nine years. A man like a mid-aged man, has undergone such a tremendous change.

And the source of this series of changes, the cadres of the fallen alliance gradually fell to the target nine years ago and appeared out of thin air on a druid in Camp Roger. It’s true that the guy who made such a big change in the alliance was not them. Akara, who has always thought, is this seemingly unremarkable Druid.

Therefore, it took a long time for the fallen alliance to explore and plan this meticulous action, not against the god's birthday, but this **** druid.

"You said, what would that druid look like if we killed those two women?"

While waiting, a man in black couldn't help but smile with a twisted excitement.

"It's the same as your current expression." Another man in black looked at each other and replied.

"Hey~"

More than a dozen people laughed in unison.

"However, our chances of success this time are slim. After all, there are tens of thousands of soldiers, and the two women are now in the league with high weights. There will certainly be strong protection around them, mainly the leader."

"When we get attention here, we can get it over there...hehe..."

"Hush, mute, you have to start acting."

A glimpse of the gap, more than a dozen people in black, suddenly turned into a silent black wind, shuttle back and forth, little by little closer to the central area.

Several times, even they felt that they would be found, but God seemed to be looking after them, time and time again, and finally, among the stars of dozens of bonfires, the bright and huge pillar like the day. Shaped tent appeared in their sight.

Their goal is inside.

More than a dozen people suppressed their breathing, and their excited eyes turned red.

I didn't expect to finally sneak in.

More than ten pairs of eyes, looking at each other, there is a black man in the shape of a mage, slowly took out the staff, mouth netbsp; However, at the moment of his mouth net shaking, a ghost-like arrow, cha in At the center of his forehead, the arrow pierced his head straight, and emerged from the back of the forehead, with red oozing blood and Bai Huahua's brain plasma.

With this single blow, the mage was killed in seconds.

More than a dozen people in black around him didn't even react, until the arrow was on the black mage's forehead. After a full second, the movement and excitement on their faces was Turned into a huge shock and panic.

"Was found"

"Rush"

Seeing his partner with a surprised face, he didn't seem to understand how he died. He slowly fell down, and the remaining black men burst out drinking, leaping out of the woods. The cloak on his body flew heavily, and when he came out with the gritty armored helmet and weapons, it was the jackal and the leopard who had been holding his breath. .

These people have investigated long ago. As the successor of the future elders, there is a very powerful Roger archer next to him. I am afraid and have reached the level of pseudo realm.

The arrow just now is the best evidence. Even if the opponent is a mage, only the strong man in the pseudo realm can do it.

Faced with a pseudo-domain archer, fleeing is futile, and fighting is futile. The way they can think of is to try to rush, rush to death, and use the life of a companion to get a chance to break into the tent. Can be somewhat rewarding.

The distance from the place where they rushed out to the tent is about one thousand meters, and the distance over this one thousand kilometers is usually just a matter of a few breaths for them, but now, this section looks like The insignificant distance, these short breathing times, became the Shura field in their eyes.

They have seen that the female Roger, standing at the door of the tent, like a valkyrie who shoots the sun, exudes a strong momentum, and is drawn into the arrow of the full moon, facing them, emitting endless Force, every man in black felt that he had been locked by the tip of that root of Sensen Han, and a hunch of death rose in his heart.

With this pseudo-domain-level archer acting, at a short distance of one kilometer, more than ten people can rush into the tent by two or three, which is already very good.

Even knowing this fact, these dozen fallen people did not have any fear and retreat because of this, and never received a task... No, it should be said that since they became a fallen person, they have given up life and death, completely Into a vengeance machine.

However, if their expected massacre did not appear, the powerful Roger Archer had only maintained an attacking attitude, and the arrow that made them feel the breath of death had not been fired.

Could it be said that he was calmed down by his own and other people's demeanor? The young child is the young child, although he has the strength of the pseudo field, he is hesitant.

However, the roger archer's ice-like gaze gave them a different feeling.

No matter what, it’s important to seize this opportunity

These fallen men accelerated again, and, among them, a wizard, who had completed the spell, moved the wand a little to the position of the tent, and then laughed a little.

Finished.

"Boom--"

The horrible momentum came from the sky, and in an instant, a huge meteorite appeared above everyone's head out of thin air, smashing it straight down towards the tent with all the power of destruction.

If this meteorite can successfully hit the tent, it is conservatively estimated that the woman named Lin Ya is said to be no lower in grade, fearing that she cannot be spiked.

But the successor of the future elder has no power. When the meteorite is smashed, it will immediately become a mass of blood or even powder, and the death is unknown.

This meteorite is of great importance. It has attracted everyone's mind. A dozen or so depraved people have subconsciously slowed down, widened their eyes, and closely followed the trajectory of the meteorite falling.

At the moment of a thousand minutes, the sky suddenly flashed a dazzling white light.

Like a thunder, it flickers in a flash, making people think it is an illusion.

However, after the white light flashed over, the meteorite that fell with a strong breath was neatly divided into two halves.

Completely, from the center, a white light emerged, cutting it in half.

No, more than that, a white light immediately appeared on the meteorite, and it was like a fine spider web all over the surface of the meteorite in an instant. Under the violent air friction, the meteorite made a wail and was divided into countless fragments. Scattered around the tent, countless pits in the hard soil, scorched smoke, smell bad.

How many swords must be cut in order to cut a huge meteorite into such broken pieces?

All of them just saw a flash of white light passing by. Perhaps only Claudia, who reached the pseudo realm, could barely see a few more vague sword shadows, but that was only the case.

Even Claudia was stunned for a moment. Is this the gap between the pseudo-field and the field?

Crotia, not to mention the more than ten fallen people, who forgot their tasks for a while, stopped, stared blankly at the debris, and filled their eyes with unbelief.

I don't know how long it took before these ten pairs of eyes slowly lifted up and fell on the master who wielded the sword.

I don't know when there was a paladin in front of the tent.

Wearing a simple armor, holding a long sword in the hand, under the light of the blood moon, it reflects a brighter luster than the surrounding torches.

The helmet is empty, and the short one comes out is quite weird. It turns out to be black and white, but it doesn't have a charm. The most surprising thing is that face, that is the perfect male xìng silhouette that even angels and elves have looked at, and they are jealous, as deep as the dark pupils, it has the calmness and vicissitudes that no one else has.

Simple, vicissitudes, powerful, handsome, all of a sudden, these dozens of people in black, in the mind of the paladins appearing in front of them, flashed these judgments subconsciously in their hearts.

However, what shocked them most was their paladin identity.

"Carlos, it turned out to be you"

The eyes of a fallen man ranged from shock, unbelief, to anger, and he looked at the paladin on the opposite side, a raging fire in his eyes.

"It turned out to be one of the three giants who betrayed our fallen alliance, Carlos"

The rest of the fallen people also screamed, roared, daggers, and a pair of hateful eyes, and the hatred of chopping Qiu fell on Carlos.

In a sense, the rebellion between Carlos and Seattle and [the design killed another giant, Lord Yarrow], these behaviors made the members of the fallen alliance resent more than the adventurer alliance.

"Give up, your actions have long been under our control."

Carlos shook his head at these gruesome hatreds.

If he can, he does not want to kill these people, these poor people.

A dozen or so fallen people were shocked and glanced around, only to find that they had been surrounded by thousands of soldiers.

Very good, the greater the movement here, the smoother the collar will be.

"Humph, give up? Who hasn't heard of Deer's death yet."

"Give up, I can keep you from dying." Carlos looked at the dozen or so fallen people as if he hadn't heard their words. He said again, he suddenly turned his attention to a person, raised the volume, and shouted loudly.

"Hawke, are you going to disobey my order?"

This depraved man named Hawke was the man Carlos once followed, following Carlos for many years.

"I……"

Under the scolding of Carlos's might, Hawke seemed to be back to that year, and the tone under Carlos's time hesitated.

"me……"

"Hawke, don't be fooled by him. This guy is no longer the Big Three, but a traitor."

The fallen people next to him shouted, and were even more angry with Carlos.

"I'm sorry, Carlos got a lot of votes. I can't listen to you this time." Hawke lowered his head, and for a while, 1ù smiled blankly.

"Boss Carlos, can you tell me, why do you betray us?"

"Because...I have found what I want, and I am worried about it."

Carlos murmured, and consciousness swept through the inventory.

There were three things neatly arranged there, a black inconspicuous stone, an empty lunch box, and many rose candies.

"Is it, has it arrived? No wonder from the beginning, I think Carlos is not the same as us."

Hawke laughed, the twist and the bitterness of the laugh was incomparable.

"Hawke, leave the League of Adventurers." Carlos stared at each other's eyes, saying one by one.

"After leaving, where can I go? It's just a walking dead."

"I can give you a home."

The word "home" seemed to shock Hawke's soul, causing him to suddenly open his pupils.

Then, suddenly, he laughed, laughing wildly.

"No, Master Carlos, you're wrong, you're wrong, I don't want a home." With a crazy roar, Hawk suddenly became calm again, and the emotions in it fluctuated like a lunatic.

"Boss Carlos, I Hawke, you are the most respected in your life, and you are the most hated."

After finishing this sentence, a spit of blood suddenly spewed out from Hawke's mouth. His body shook a few times, and his eyes were probably tired, giving a very tired feeling, slowly closing together, the body Then fell to the ground.

"Hawk"

"Hawk committed suicide"

"Damn, **** traitor"

Seeing Hawk, who had become a corpse, the rest of the fallen were moving, pointing at Carlos and scolding.

Although their reasons are different, in the eyes of fallen people, suicide is also a weak and shameful way of death. Although they have already let go of life and death, they are not allowed to end their lives by suicide.

And the despicable traitor Carlos, even for the reason, let Hawk choose the most shameful method of death under the dilemma. For a while, these fallen people who have long forgotten their lives and deaths can't help but get angry.

Even Carlos was stunned, but Hawke was so cut off.

At this moment, another meteorite suddenly fell from the sky

It turned out that there were the depraved and depraved depraved ones, riding Carlos and Claudia in a stunned moment, and cast the spell again.

Seeing that the meteorite was about to fall on the tent.

"Lao Ma is here, you guys have no wish to succeed"

At a critical moment, only a ghost call was heard, and a figure of a strong man wearing armor suddenly jumped out of thin air, using his body as a shield to resist this meteorite.

With a bang, Malague was hit by a meteorite as expected, and because of this block, the meteorite also changed direction and landed tens of meters away from the tent, hitting a fire crater.

"court death"

Crotia was furious, originally she was looking at Carlos for her mercy, and hoped that Carlos could make these fallen people look back, but these guys dare to call themselves unprepared and hurt the killer

At this time, even if it was Carlos' face, she would not give it.

Each arrow turned into a black shadow, and in just a few breaths, four or five fallen people fell down. Carlos also moved at this time, but the sword light flashed lightly, and the remaining fallen people were counted. Fell to the ground.

The gap is too big. On the one hand, even the pseudo realm, or even the state of mind, has not yet arrived. On the other hand, the domain-level master ~www.readwn.com~ can't even do a little resistance.

"has it ended?"

Linya gently protected Lena behind her, opened the tent and walked out.

"Sorry, Lena, Linya, I failed to persuade anyone." Looking silently at the dead body, Carlos looked sad.

"No, it's my responsibility, I always thought there was still a chance to make these people look back, but it affected Master Carlos..."

Lena shook her head palely, and she didn’t know what to say. If you followed the initial plan, you would just kill these fallen people directly, and you wouldn’t touch Carlos’ sad past because of her Not naive, not effective, but forced Carlos to uncover his own scars.

"No need to worry, even if you don't say it, I intend to persuade you."

Carlos's eyes fell on Hawke, and he walked over slowly. Although the pace was as steady and powerful as ever, in the eyes of everyone, Carlos's back looked like he had an old feeling of tens of years old... …