Diablo Destruction

Vol 2 Chapter 3906: Ideal township

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　　 "So, after getting these little friends, after that, I will overcome all obstacles and unify the mainland?"

　　 "How easy is it, it's not as easy as a mount!"

"Where can I be relaxed? It's not easy for me to walk all the way to the present." Looking back on the past, the hardships and sins suffered are countless. I am a dead man who has become a cross-dressing macho now. Is it easy? not easy.

　　 "Too naive, the mount has never faced a real despair!"

　　 "I have died nine times a lifetime."

"That's nothing but a personal desperation. You can't even disregard your personal honor and disgrace. How can you be considered a hero. A true desperation, the most precious thing, the person who wants to protect the most, is facing the realm of life and death at any time. Even if you hesitate for an extra second between your own thoughts, a small mistake may happen!"

　　 "Then I really haven't met." Little King Arthur said so, and it made me a little embarrassed. I have experienced things like girls in danger, but it is rare and not all.

　　 You have to say that the entire family, and even the entire alliance, is facing life and death, carrying it on your shoulders, shouldering on your back, if there is really no, let alone the family, the security level of the entire alliance may not be lower than the elder Akara.

　　 As for the Alliance, watching the wind and rain, it is precarious. In fact, the worst is just going back to the moment I just crossed. Even without me, as long as Akara is still in town, no big things will happen, the big deal is to continue to be weak, pitiful and helpless.

Hell is also playing tricks in the third world. It is impossible to really kill the first and second worlds. The old roots of the alliance swear not to give up. Let’s not say whether the angel dragon promises or not. This kind of killing chickens and eggs is not 250. Can't do it, except Sister An.

To talk about the real crisis, it’s what Akara said before. The first world was facing a collapse. I ran into the **** to steal the Vatican Mountain, stealthily, and became the eighth devil. Now it seems The thunder was heavy and the rain was small, and I didn’t see our big elders frowning, copying a mouthful of northeastern dialect to complain to me, alas, damn, it’s okay now, I thought that the mainland would be finished in the next second, and I was still stunned. Well, I'll pack up a little bit and go.

　　 Could it be that the first world is reincarnating from the dirty soil? Pooh, pooh, it's not dead yet.

There are also things that save a city and a village in times of crisis, but they are rare. As Xiaobudian Wang said, the real crisis I face comes from my own life and death. Those who need to burn their brains are related to thousands of people. Thousands of lives, the future of the alliance, and the survival of the race, are carried by Akara.

Back then, King Arthur was able to martial arts and martial arts, just like the wisdom of Akara and my combat effectiveness. But it also means that she shoulders the pressure of me and Akara. Moreover, the alliance wave doesn’t matter at all, after all, hell. He wouldn’t really go to the first world to dig his ancestral graves. It’s no more than a few years of eating bark and wild vegetables. In winter, many people freeze to death and starve to death. However, King Arthur faces all kinds of irritable neighbors who have no brains and are unhappy. A small step may bring the entire elves into the abyss.

　　 In comparison, there is indeed a feeling of insignificance.

　　 "I understand, but there is a question. Among those people, who do you think helps the most?"

　　 "Everyone is very helpful, and it is indispensable for Ben Ang!" Little Arthur's answer was not beyond my expectation, but she paused, thought for a while, and then said rigorously.

　　 "If you have to compete, Teacher Su Meilin should help you the most!"

　　 "Why?" I was surprised. In my opinion, it should be one of the twelve knights, or the suspicious mount, but I didn't expect it to be the answer.

　　 "If you say that the twelve knights, Su Ben Ang's sword to squeeze everything, then Mr. Mei Lin, Su Ben Ang unites the internal shield. Without Teacher Mei Lin, the elves cannot really unite and use Ben Ang."

　　 "Yes." I suddenly thought: "Those elves who are content with the status quo and have a sloppy personality do not agree with your wishes. Could it be the credit of Teacher Mei Lin in your mouth?"

　　 "You can say so!"

　　 "How did she do it?" I asked curiously.

　　 "..." After inexplicably hesitating for a moment, King Arthur confided in vague words.

　　 "Faith."

　　 I understood right away, Mr. Mei Lin, the old magic stick.

　　 It is estimated that he fabricated a son of God for King Arthur, who was destined to take the place of Heaven, and flicked, flicked hard, until King Arthur was embarrassed, so he hesitated, showing a little awkward expression of self-exposing dark history.

　　 "Since I have faith, I don't seem to have heard of any religions in your elves, such as organizations like the Holy See of humans."

　　 "Most elves believe in the goddess of the forest, and they obey the freedom of belief. They don't need to follow any rules. The organization of human beings is evil!"

　　 "But at that time, a similar organization must be established to facilitate the gathering of forces."

　　 Little King Arthur glanced at me strangely, as if wondering how my IQ was so high today. What's so strange about this. For those who often surf the Internet, who can't say a few words afterwards?

　　 "Ms. Mei Lin did establish a similar organization, but after Benang unified the mainland, Ms. Mei Lin disbanded this organization."

　　 "Why?"

　　 "I don't know, but according to the lessons of your human history, perhaps Teacher Mei Lin is also worried that the organization will be too large and will develop into a deformed monster like the Holy See."

　　 It seems that this teacher Meilin has something in his stomach, not just a magic stick, at least he is more foresighted than the first saint, although it cannot be said that the emergence of the Holy See is the pot of the first saint.

Okay, I finally solved another mystery. How did those stray elves unite and become the spear and sword in the hands of King Arthur to help her level the world, or else King Arthur himself plus twelve knights? Add a red dragon, this will not be possible.

　　 The topic returns to the fairy in the mysterious lake that I am most interested in.

　　 "Do you know who the fairy in the lake is? Didn't it tell you?"

　　 Before King Arthur had time to answer, my inspiration flashed.

　　 "Let me think about it, no matter who it is, anyway, at least when all the elves are serious, it should be the goddess of the forest, right."

　　 Little King Arthur glanced at me, but if he didn't comment, it was tantamount to acquiescence.

　　 "Then what is its identity, didn't I tell you?"

　　 Little King Arthur shook his head. She was very silent when it came to the information of the fairy in the lake. She didn't know if she didn't want to say it, or she really had forgotten it.

　　 "I forgot or didn't say it."

　　 "I didn't say, Ben Ang didn't know."

　　 Under my repeated questioning, little King Arthur finally spoke, her expression was still a little dazed, she seemed to return to the beginning, and kept muttering to herself: "Why, Benang would forget such an important thing?"

Seeing her appearance, I couldn’t help but say: "Since you have forgotten all about it, why do you still insist that you can realize your wish as long as you find the scabbard? It’s what it wants? It’s not me. It's not that I can't believe you. Do you really think that the scabbard can do everything? Any wish can be realized?"

　　 This obviously has a limit. Otherwise, if I make a wish to defeat God, wouldn’t I go to heaven?

　　 I kindly reminded him, but for some reason, after listening to my question, King Arthur suddenly showed an expression of pain and raised his head, seeming to remember something.

"Ben Ang...remembered...finally remembered!" As soon as I jumped up, this little figure, ignoring his head is still aching and painful, happily forgets about it, and even kissed my cheek. .

　　 I wiped my face expressionlessly. It was always an otaku who did it by himself and was kissed by a hand. It was a big girl going to the sedan chair, not to mention that it was a bit strange.

　　 No, it's actually quite weird to do it yourself, even a bit disgusting, I think.

　　 "What do you think of?"

　　 "Think of why Ben Ang has to look for the scabbard so hard!"

　　 "Hold on to the scabbard's heart to become omnipotent?"

　　 "No Su Da~www.readwn.com~ No, Ben Ang remembered it, and remembered some conversations! That person once said this to Ben Ang."

　　 If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight.

　　If one day, you are scarred and overwhelmed, then come back here.

　　 It will guide you to another world.

　　 There is no killing, no strife.

　　 There is no hunger, no worries.

　 Ten thousand races coexist, carefree.

　　The peace of the heart, the return of the soul.