Diablo Destruction

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In addition to the dark gold withered head, there is also a golden leather glove, which should be the sharkskin glove. The extended variety of leather gloves. To be honest, I can't recognize it just by seeing this name. First, there is a withered head. The horizon has become higher in a short time. ●⌒,

Secondly, because it is only an expansion-level equipment, the explosion-level equipment from the demon-level monsters is almost cheap, but it is understandable that the dark gold withered head has consumed too much value, even if I don’t have this golden equipment. There will be no complaints. How can you be unhappy if you think that it is still worthless?

The most important thing is that it is small enough, a pair of sharkskin gloves, rolled up to occupy the space of two fists, I have never found this kind of thing will make me so happy, happy even do not mind that it is just an extension equipment.

Although the things carried on the body have been consumed, but the consumption speed is not as good as the harvest of me and the little fox all the way down, you think about it, how many days of dry food do we have to eat to make a space for a heavy armor? It's not a barbarian kind of foodie.

Now, when we have considered necessary, we have abandoned some large items, the attributes of which are not very good, gold-level equipment, heavy armor, large weapons, and large shields. These three are first blacklisted by us. Whether it’s natural or not, it’s golden equipment, but I’m the third stingy.

So, in order not to have to endure pain and discard, let's get more small equipment. Like sharkskin gloves, withered heads, just like rings and necklaces, I like it the most. The gemstones are also universal currency, and the visitors will not refuse.

Silently put away a few things that the dark magic wizard exploded. We prepared for a while, and continued to set off, walking a long way, and suddenly found the depression of the entire sinking wasteland changed.

That’s right, it’s depression. I walked an hour away in the past, and I can definitely meet the monsters that are obstructing. Now that we have been walking for two hours, we haven’t even seen the monster hair. An empty city died.

"It should have gone to the central area. It must have been a mess. The reaction of these monsters can't let me echo the speculation of nodding.

It should be right, a dark magic wizard is dead, and the entire army of sinking demons is also in a state of disruption. The sinking wasteland is not an overlord without other eyes, it will definitely take this opportunity to try to change the name of the sinking wasteland, such as Said to be the hard skin jungle. Carrion dead, the forest where the dark hunters slaughtered. or other.

"Would you like to join in the excitement? If necessary, you can help a group of Jin Cancan sink to the devil. The sinking wasteland is too chaotic and may cause unnecessary attention."

I wondered whether the business was here again. The experience of tens of thousands of sinking demons was lost in vain, which always made me cherish, or I could make up for it from other places.

"If I didn't have this mission, I would be very happy to do it. Now, please give me a chance to share the road. Rarely have the opportunity to pay attention. We speed up our steps, and maybe we can pass through the sinking wasteland in one day."

The little fox was also moved. But in the end resisted the temptation, shook his head, and the fox's tail drowned with regret.

"You have the final say." I shrugged. Most of the time, I am always willing to follow the advice of the little fox, because she is smarter than me, and it is so good for a smart person to help himself decide not to use his brain, Savior This is a hard work, but also brains, then it is not a person to do two heavy jobs, who will pay me?

With this inexplicable determination, the little fox and I suddenly accelerated, and began to run wildly in the sinking wilderness unscrupulously, and had to ride on the horse without any monsters, and wait for it, in case the golden cannon sinks to the devil's iron-blooded means, and quickly suppressed the rebellion. The monsters returned without success.

The situation is better than we expected. When it is dark, we have already seen the edge of the sinking wilderness. We usually rest for one night, recuperate, and prepare for the next new area.

Map, take out the map and do the work.

"There is still an area to come." I was shocked.

"Aren't you watching it every day, only to find out now?" The little fox skewed, posing a pair. I already knew you were stupid, but now you have once again refreshed your attitude towards the lower limit of IQ.

"Huh, the future is full of unknowns, even Akara is unpredictable, so I never look at the future, only to spy on the present."

I went to the ruined wasteland on the map. We were a little bit heavy in our approximate location, and the tone was deep and daunting, indicating that the brother only looked at this place, except to see nothing here, not as good as you, so far away, and only obviously walked less than half of the way. Without even crossing the center, he started to look at the area where the Holy See fell.

However, this does not change the little fox's renewed knowledge of my IQ, so sad, is there no one in the world who can understand me? The past is full of shame and sells rhythm, and the future is full of debt repayment days. Only now, now can still hold the broken rhythm bottle to lick the wound, do not have to worry about and accumulate for their serious overdraft rhythm, is this not bad?

After a night of rest, we spent three days and finally crossed the last area and came to the edge of the center.

Hey, did you miss something? Don't care about the details. The last area is very weak. The area's owner is just a middle-class guy in the world. If it is not in the sinking wilderness, the foxes are all eager to try to fear that the situation will deteriorate. I want to really try to kill an area alone. The pleasure of the Lord, although I am not optimistic about her thoughts, the other party is a world intermediate, yes, but it is a world intermediate siege beast, that thick iron armor, gee, standing as the little fox takes the dragon bone to poke, all have to poke It takes a little half a day to turn it over.

How to say, no matter how weak it is, it’s also a regional master. It’s not that you, a little Tianhu, who has just been promoted, can bully. Just follow me home, and I will make a cup of milky white nutrition [beep] line to help you thrive. Direct suction also works. If you are a serious event, you will expire if you don’t sell it if you don’t sell it. The period...wife can’t compare to me, I...how can I start playing Solitaire in the trough,... I can’t stop at all, Alright... strangled the one who wrote the script!

I really exist as a shame play. How can you still behave in this way?

"You stupid, good... so disgusting, what strange things are you thinking about?"

Seeing someone looking at the obstacle in front of me, looking at it, thinking for a moment, suddenly began to cover my face in shame, but still use the holy moon sage wolf to do, that sacred noble temperament has been destroyed.

The little fox absolutely does not admit that it is a little cute, and it is enough for a big man to cover his face inexplicably during the day!

"No. It's nothing. Let's talk about how to turn over obstacles." I quickly recovered and entered the subject without blushing, because I was used to it.

Little Fox:"……"

Cough, let me review. As I mentioned before, the center of **** is like a long crooked eye, where we landed. It is just below the lower eyelid of this eye, around this eye. We have now reached the position where the right corner of the eye is still a little lower. Geographically speaking, it has completely separated from the center. As long as we bypass the mountain in front of us, we can reach above this eye and formally enter the site of the Four Demon Kings.

The above is the summary of the foreword, and the obstacles we are facing now. It is this mountain in front of it, which is quite comparable to the Arret Mountain Range. At a glance, the mountainside is steep, and the peaks rise into the clouds. Can't see the top, such majestic mountains sitting in line, all standing in front of us, a pair of expressway toll booths' faces clearly revealed.

In fact, the height of the mountain is not a problem, because the little fox and I can fly. Unless you can break through the sky, there will be no mountains that we cannot pass. The problem is that once the monsters fly, I and the little fox can’t hide their breath completely. Moreover, being in the air will become more conspicuous. It is precisely because of this that we only choose to fly in a hurry only when there is no way out of the fog.

The people of Hell are lazy enough, or the predecessors stole a little lazy, such a magnificent mountain range, the name of the Hell Mountain was casually named on the map, and it was drunk. If I came here, I would like to say it. To take the evil name of a feudal bureaucratic capitalist (prison) Dashan of the emperor (land) country, can we stand up to the identity of the socialist proletarian intellectual young people like us. The left hand with a sickle and the right hand with a sledgehammer roared Demasia, I will ask you to be afraid Not afraid.

Okay, so far, according to intelligence reality, there are not many monsters in these mountains, because monsters... monsters don't like to climb mountains.

Only those flying monsters can wander here, which is easy to handle. Generally speaking, except for vulture demons and bat demons, flying monsters rarely gather in large numbers. It is because this is safer and more concealed. Even if the seven giants are here, don’t think it’s easy to find it, so many of the hideouts of our alliance’s resident underground organization in Hellworld are distributed among these mountains, as well as the headquarters.

The problem is that in order to conceal the hells, these places are too hidden, and the hidden ones, together with us who are revolutionaries, can't find them with maps.

The little fox and I are now entangled with whether or not to take over with the organization. If we can meet someone who is familiar with the world of hell, someone will lead the way, which will undoubtedly be of great help to the next trip.

"Let's go deep into the mountains to find it first." After a moment of contemplation, the little fox said, obviously he wanted to find a leading party.

I was playing with my wolf ears in that boring way, heard the little fox make a decision, nodded, and supported the superior leadership command without hesitation.

I chose a mountain that looks more bully. I and I have a dangerous path like a gut trail or a line of sky. At least we can find a foothold. When it reaches the mountainside, it starts to be 90 degrees vertically, and it slips and slips twice.

Dancing sky walks you!

After switching to the flight mode, the body was a lot lighter, but the spirit began to tighten, and the body was flying almost next to the vertical cliff wall, just like two slugs doing red climbing with three hundred times the speed of horns.

Despite carefulness between me and the little fox, the breath that overflowed during the flight immediately provokes the enemy. To my surprise, it was not a flying enemy, but a group...should it be called a cliff lurker?

These monkey-like guys~www.readwn.com~ looked at the vertical smooth cliffs as flat, with suction cups growing on their soles, walking around unhindered, and surrounded us in a little while.

The little fox's eyes cast, revealing the color of inquiry, whether to fly away from the cliff, get rid of these cliff lurkers, or kill them?

I am still a little bit dealing with monster enemies. After thinking about it, I made a decapitating action decisively.

Although flying away from the cliff can easily get rid of these guys, it is possible to provoke more enemies. In contrast, these cliff lurkers are easier to deal with.

Because the flexibility and agility that they depend on for survival is not worth mentioning in front of the two speed demon and me, the little fox.

The battle took less than a minute, and the bodies of the cliff lurkers fell like a rain from the cliffs hundreds of thousands of meters high, falling into powder and bones, including what they exploded.

I glanced at it, and my mouth twitched, and it turned out to be a group of poor eggs, but there were still a few boss-level cliff lurkers in it. Even the pieces of equipment were not lost. Brother wasn't rare about those gold coin potions, huh.

(To be continued...) u