Diablo Destruction

Diablo's Destruction Chapter 524: Salna vs Roja [p]

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　　　　 is between my stunned gods. [m] The referee repeatedly confirmed Muradin’s meaning. My victory has been announced loudly. The whole venue was boiling again. Although Muradin is willing to admit defeat. But such a fierce competition. Such a result. Satisfied them all...no. It's just amazing.

　　　　 Muradin has canceled the transformation of the giant. Exposed a tattered armor. It turned out that it hurt him. The armor that can directly affect his body. If you switch to ordinary adventurers. Seeing his whole body golden equipment was almost scrapped. I am afraid that the tears of distress will come out.

　　　　 But Muradin is a master blacksmith. These nearly scrapped equipment. Just bring it back and beat for a few days. Can shine again. So he showed a careless look.

　　　　\"Old Mu......"

　　　　 I greeted. He gave a hug to the old Mu who was beaten back to the prototype of the short winter melon. Laughed.

　　　　\"I thank you on behalf of Taiwan. You can finally escape."

　　　　\"……"

　　　　The cold wind blew through. These adventurers clenched their arms: \". This druid is a cold joke."

　　　　\"Your kid. Others are cheap and sell well."

　　　　 Muradin was originally smiling. Prepare an "opponent and old friend" dialogue that will move all adventurers. Mention your own "tall" image. I didn't want to exchange it but it was me.

　　　　But. His words are not finished yet. But the person who is talking now has disappeared.

　　　　 wiped his eyes. one look. He vaguely saw a figure with red hair. Someone is dragging away from the venue like a rag.

　　　　\"Cough....... Murder?"

　　　　 I rubbed Le Hong's neck and glared at the old drunkard as a three good Gu family man. The first thing after the victory is, of course, to go back and report to her. This is obviously destroying the harmonious atmosphere of our family.

　　　　\"It turns out this way. The fruit is the old man of Gallon."

　　　　The old drunkard did not take my protest at all. It was frowning and holding the scroll that the old Gallon man had left for me. Mouth kept muttering.

　　　　\"When you were with the old man. Has he done any research on you?"

\"It’s nothing. Most of the time this old man stays in the laboratory. I can’t see the figure. Only when I’m hungry will I come out to eat. I will explain some useful and useless knowledge halfway. Oh. By the way, I remembered it. One day the old man was ten excited. Let me lie in a magic circle. I murmured what I was doing. I lay in it for more than one-just let me out. It didn’t say anything. It’s well known.”

　　　　I thought hard for a while. Only said intermittently. These are not important words for the old drunkard to mention. I'm almost there.

\"I knew it. Only gallon. This guy who has studied the druid of his own career to the pinnacle. Only to achieve this level. However. I did not expect him to be able to help others study the sense of style and skill frequency. It seems I still underestimated him."\"Is that so exaggerated?"

　　　　 I will return the old drunkard to hit the reel. It doesn't matter what you do in your hands.

　　　　\"The ignorant is fearless. Do you want to make this slam reel tailored for you? How difficult is it? Forget it. It’s also a waste of effort to explain to you a fool." Kasha sighed. A look of giving up.

　　　　\"……"

　　　　It's a really big tone. Can you give her a double flame punch?

　　　　But. The old drunkard said. But stunned me

　　　　\"I didn’t expect that. Even the old fox of Carla could not really see through the gallon. I estimate his strength. It may have been approaching Tarasha."

　　　　\"You... are you kidding me."

　　　　 I stared at the old drunkard with wide eyes. Suddenly burst into laughter. Old man gallon? Tarasya? Hahahaha-

　　　　I want to talk about my senses about the old man. When I first met. He was dressed in civilian clothes. The bronze-colored strong body can be said to be old and strong. It looks like a husband. But that scholar beard. To add to him some of the world-renowned high-end personality.

　　　　 later saw him tinkering in the house with a day to study what. Another layer of mystery. But all this. The mealtimes that were all coming down were completely shattered.

　　　　Pants up. His dark legs and leg hair are exposed. Squatted on the stump. One hand holds a special large bowl. The other hand waved chopsticks quickly. There is no demeanor to **** noodles \"zizi\" into the mouth loudly. Chewing rudely.

　　　　 While keeping him with me over five meters. Continuously explain some partial knowledge that I don't know if I should consume precious memory cells. The noodle **** squirted out of his mouth like a bullet from a machine gun. The longest distance can reach five meters.

I predict. The noodles he ate. Half of them were sprayed out like this. No wonder he uses his special one every time. A sea bowl almost as big as a half washbasin. Eat three bowls of noodles.

　　　　Whether looking left or right. Look up and look down. Look inside and out. This old man of gallon is more like a farmer uncle. And it was the uncle who was hungry for three days. Said he was a druid. Already surprised me. Say he is a university student. It was a shock to me. Now the old drunkard told me mysteriously. He is as tall as Tarasha. How can I not laugh?

　　　　 is like walking around. The old drunkard suddenly pointed to an old man who was cutting wood. Tell me carefully. The husband is a big pineapple. Become a husband to spy on intelligence on our mainland. Every few steps. He also showed alert eyes. Secretly pointed to another vegetable farmer working in the field: look. That is Barr's body. Unexpectedly, he came.

\"Old drunkard. Don’t tease me. You said that the strength of the old man gallon chased after Tarasha? That’s the devil-level strength. You can be a cat and a dog.\"This is me. The ridiculous smile I've ever heard."

　　　　, holding his belly and laughing if the face is clean. I also want to play a few rolls on it.

　　　　\"What is impossible. Little fuss." The old drunkard looked at me with pity.

\"Besides. Although Tarasha is powerful but not to the level of the demon god, I say you. Read more serious books, OK. Linya girl has so many of you cheap at home; I’ll add it anyway. Increase Connotation cultivation."

　　　　\"That kind of stuff needs."

　　　　I don't care haha ​​smile: \"It wasn’t Tallasha. Was Barr sealed with a soul stone?"

\"It’s true, but it came. It borrowed the power of the soul. It came. The prison was in chaos at that time. The strength of the three demon gods fell by less than 30%. These elements are combined. Taraxia can successfully seal the Barr. .. In my opinion. Tarasha at that time also had the strength of the devil level."

　　　　\"That's it." I was rather disappointed. There is a feeling of destruction of idols.

　　　　\"You’re disappointed, fart. Is the strength of the king class very simple? There is in human history

　　　　Can individual achieve? Just say you. Now put you in the third world. At best it is also deflated. Whether an elite monster can be done is still a problem. Waiting for you to reach that height. It's never too late to be disappointed. "

　　　　The old drunkard grabbed my clothes. Shake it vigorously like a catastrophe.

　　　　\"Don’t talk nonsense to you, a little devil. The damage to the adventurer’s body is hard. I don’t need to explain it now. The gallon is also clearly written in it. What are you going to do?"

　　　　\"No problem. I am this person. The biggest advantage is the ability to control myself." His eyes flashed. I smiled at her with my confident thumbs up.

　　　　\"Self-control ability is a fart. Hasn't he warned you repeatedly that you need to open it after level 60? Is this your self-control ability?"

　　　　The old drunkard looks like a quick catch. It's really menopause. Why can't you be calm?

　　　　\"In short. You gave me. In the future, double strikes should be used as little as possible. Do not try to practice triple strikes until level 60. No matter how many levels are reached. Never try to practice more than five strokes. Do you understand?"

　　　　\"I will try to remember this. But come back. You know what you know." I looked at the old drunkard curiously. Is this guy going to hit hard? Ok. Not impossible...

　　　　Kasha was shocked. The gloomy **** in the eyes. It flashed at a speed that no one could detect. Then he shook his head gently: "In short. What to say. I already said. If you stinky boy tries to know if he is alive, he deserves it."

　　　　 is really ruthless. I looked at the other person's back. Dissatisfied whispered. Then I was shocked. It should be the comparison of Selna. Old drunkard this guy. It was a waste of my precious time to choose this kind of time.

　　　　 My game with Muradin. It's the second of eight games. The third game was the elf archer in Seattle. The match between Selna and Roja. It's the last game. With the strength of Seattle grams. The third game didn't take much time at all. Maybe now the fourth game has already started.

　　　　 Sure enough. When I hurried back to the meeting place. The third game is over. The poor elf handsome archer. Has been cruelly cruelly abused by Seattle. If it were not for a powerful angel. Announced in time. The dreaded beast is about to "miss" for a while.

At this moment. The ring has been completed. The ruling is about to announce the start of the final game of the quarterfinals. Far away. I saw my sister walking towards the stage. It's really striking. 0% of adventurers. Her eyes fell on her beautiful posture. It's hard to think or not.

　　　　 was too late to say to Silas that they were safe. I quickly caught up.

　　　　\"Sister. Sister. Wait for me." It’s not easy when she jumps into the ring. Catch up. I stopped my sister in front. Looking at my sister's pure and beautiful face. Watched by those beautiful eyes like the sea. I don't know what to say for a while.

　　　　\"Are you worried about me? Brother."

　　　　 Cold little hands. Gently on my face. Looked up. Older sister's face like an iceberg. Transformed into a gentle smile. Watch me gently with an intoxicating smile.

　　　　 can be clearly felt. The male adventurers around him snorted. While enchanted. It also cast countless vicious eyes on me. Turning into a sword, I tried desperately in my back.

　　　　\"Relax. Brother, you have to believe me."

　　　　 Sister smiled and fixed my face slightly. Staring at each other with her deep beautiful sea blue eyes. Very close. The breath like blue can also be felt.

　　　　\"Other people, I, Salna don’t care, but you have a younger brother. You have to believe me. If you don’t, you can’t do it. Know?"

　　　　 She said with undoubtedly. And put the face close despite being so close. I couldn't find a flaw on that white face.

　　　　 I nodded.

　　　　\"Well. This is enough. I will definitely win."

　　　　 smiled again. Sister happily hugged me into her towering arms. Closely attached. Warm and soft face touch. There are also tangy. Let my heart gradually calm down.

　　　　 And there are countless vicious eyes behind this moment. It has completely become a killing intention. It made me feel like I was surrounded by tens of thousands of hungry, cruel and depraved demons.

　　　　 But I am not in that mood to be jealous with this bunch of bachelors. Looked at the figure that left proudly. I scratched my head helplessly. Under the strength of my sister. In the end, I couldn't say a word.

　　　　\"The fourth game. Amazon Amazona at the 49th level. The game against the sixty-four Samurai Roya officially started." Just when I just returned to the seat. The angel referee's announcement also sounded in his ear. I quickly turned around

　　　　 The moment the angel referee's words just fell off. In the exclamation of everyone. Full body gold armor. Salna holding a golden spear. The figure has turned into a golden light. Straight towards the opposite Roya. The sharp golden spear was silent. However, the extremely vicious imitation is to directly penetrate the opponent's body. Among them is decisive killing. Even those masters with decades of adventure experience. Also shocked.

　　　　But. No matter how fast Sarna is. In front of the mage's teleportation. Also eclipsed. Almost at the same time as Salna moves. Roya flashed. Already in the sky. Fight close to Shanna? Even Roja did not have such arrogance.

　　　　 At the same time that Roya's figure disappeared. Salna's spear also crossed the spot where he had just been. A sound of clanging rubble broke up. Known by. Her instantaneous sprint speed has reached a very scary. Even a level 60 assassin may not be able to do it.

　　　　\"嗖——\" No hesitation. Strike the empty Salna. It seems as if eyes are growing behind the head. A very difficult high-speed 10 degree turn. The golden spear in his hand was held horizontally. Then turned into a white thunder spear. Without any pause, he threw the sky behind him.

　　　　 Amazon third-order skills-lightning ball.

　　　　Salna's reaction was quick. Roya's teleportation is clearly a step ahead of Sharlna. But in the eyes of adventurers. But caused a misunderstanding. It looks as if Roja had died early. The line thrown at Shanna's Thunder Spear teleported the same.

　　　　 A series of fierce battles. The adventurer watching widened his eyes. Mouth wide open. Can not help but exclaimed. The wizard's teleport also requires a cooldown. In such a short time. Even a wizard like Roya. It is absolutely impossible at the moment of just complete teleportation. Teleport again. otherwise. The wizard is really going to go against the sky [Xian Ni]. White thunder spear. It was like a real straight thunderbolt that pierced the sky. Roaring in the direction of Roja with unmatched momentum and speed. There is no doubt. This fierce lightning can easily penetrate the thin Roya.

　　　　Roya under the mage's robe. Still giving people an unmoved calm temperament. Raised his hand slightly. Slap

of. The brilliant blue ice mirror formed in his palm.

　　　　\"Zhizizi——"

　　　　At the moment when the ice mirror was formed. Light spear also arrived. The spear pierced the ice mirror. The white lightning spear suddenly burst into the pot. Lightning masterpiece. And ice mirror holding.

　　　　 saw that Roya tilted the ice mirror slightly outward. Powerful lightning spear. It was easily dismissed in this way. Wipe past him.

　　　　\"Make the ice protection of the mage. Forcibly compress to the size of the slap. It seems that this Roya is not only proficient in fire magic. Ice magic is also very scary."

　　　　 I watched from afar. Look at Sister Sha's lightning bolt. Blocked so easily. The worry in my heart could not help but add a little bit.

　　　　Pulled the thunder spear,. The division expanded the ice mirror into an arc. Pack yourself firmly. People float in the air. It seems that it is ready to implement an air-to-air combat plan. If the opponent is a melee druid. Paladins and barbarians. At this moment I'm afraid I want to stare up with my head up. Yelled.

　　　　 Fortunately, Amazon is not. They are everywhere. And it seems to prefer the long-range attack after the thunder spear is blocked by melee than melee. Sarna had a surprised expression on her face. The weapon in his hand quickly switched into a flower with long bow eyes. Then there were dozens of Roja killed by Ling arrows.

　　　　 It is wonderful. These dozens of arrows have no accompanying skills but are under the control of Salna's wonderful skills. Even close to the end. Lined up and shot towards the reinforced ice shield in front of Roja. Obviously, it is intended to break the point.

　　　　Roja didn't pay attention to Salna's move. Instead, he spread his hands in large letters. Floating in the air. I'm ready to show off my big move. The sky above him. Like boiling water, it gradually began to roll and roll up. A strong sense of depression came from the sky. Something terrible seems to be brewing.

　　　　\"Da——Da————" More than ten clear and crisp sounds. More than ten Yalian continually hit the strengthened ice shield in front of Aya. A harsh, violent collision.

　　　　 Ice shield's defense is limited even if it is high. Not to mention the fact that Roja expanded to cover his predecessor. It's no longer as strong as the slap-sized ice mirror when it resists the Thunder Spear. Under the impact of the last arrow. At last, it was announced that the tile would break open a small hole and penetrate into Roja's mage's robe.

　　　　The mage's defense is weak. No matter how powerful the master is, of course, this is relative to opponents of the same level). Roya at this time also proved this. That ordinary arrow. The power has been offset by Ice Shield a small part. But still penetrated Roja's mage robe. The position of his left chest. A trace of Yan blood. Flowing out of the exposed arrow. The adventurer burst into an uproar. I never thought of the invincible Roja who played in the previous games. It was so simple to suffer.

　　　　However. Roya as the injured. It seems to be more calm than the audience. Nothing stuck in his chest. Stained with blood and arrows. Continue to keep making moves. There are words in my mouth. Gradually suppressed sky. Let the adventurer start breathless.

　　　　 Then in a flash. The whole sky rolled up suddenly. The originally clear sky. Suddenly the clouds were overcast. These dark clouds. It gradually turned into a bright red like a melt. Rolling and surging on Roja's head constantly. It seems to drip at any time.

　　　　 The gradually loud singing echoed in Roja's mouth. Then a sudden meal. His eyes widened. An eggshell-like translucent energy cover. Ran out around his body. Quickly expand in all directions. Envelop the entire ring.

　　　　\"呜呜～～

　　　　 An adventurer close to the ring. Suddenly feel the body. Like being crushed by heavy lead iron. There is a kind of straight waist. Feeling breathless. Looking up at Roja in the sky. The majestic momentum emanating from him. In our eyes. Suddenly rising up infinitely. It's as if...the master of this space

　　　　\"Pseudo realm!!! How...how is it possible!!!!"

　　　　 A productive adventurer. Against a huge field, Screamed in horror. Pseudo-real master. In the second world is also a master. It is a pass to the third world. But in the first world. A sixty-three-level wizard appeared. how can that be?

　　　　 They are just outside the field. I felt great pressure. I am afraid that the strength can only be achieved when winning. What about opponents in the pseudo realm? Such a pervert. Can anyone really win? Do not. Absolutely not. For a while. Tens of thousands of adventurers looked at Roja's eyes. Change awe and fear. Although before the game. They have tried as high as possible. But one person thought. Or dare to think about it. He turned out to be a pseudo-domain master. Far higher in the sky. The angel referee also showed a surprised look. A layer of white sacred light. Wrap him up. A pair of faint wings slowly emerged from behind. Shows his quasi-two-wing pseudo-realm) master's identity and strength.

　　　　Compared with Roya's dominance field. The holy realm of angels is softer. And condensed. Therefore, only a few adventurers noticed his change [Dianzhu Change].

　　　　Notice the change of Angel Referee [Dianzhu Change]. I breathed a sigh of relief. Although Akara already told me. Every angel referee has strength in the pseudo realm. But see it with your own eyes. Just feel at ease. It seems that this angel is also a master. In the control of the pseudo realm. Better than Roja. Thus. Even if something happens. It should also be possible to stop the game at a crucial moment~www.readwn.com~ will not hurt Sister Senna.

　　　　\"Yawn!!!" I suddenly sneezed inexplicably. Who. Who on earth is secretly saying my bad things? ! !

　　　　\"I said this brother. Why are you all right?"

　　　　 Next to a barbarian. Roya's pseudo realm was suppressed. I feel that it is not smooth breathing. The voice is no longer loud. Even if you put your favorite seven-cooked fried lamb chops in front of you. Can only eat four or five dishes

　　　　 looked back. I saw a yawn wearing an outdated cloak! ! ). A mysterious cloak man covering his face. The body stood straight. Stand beside yourself with your arms crossed. The strong wind from the Ren Puppetry realm rang the hunt of his cloak. The body was immobile.

　　　　The savages look at each other. Look at yourself again. The other's detached gesture. Compared with the shrinking appetite that I'm currently suffering from the suppression of the pseudo realm. It is a stark contrast between the ugly duckling and the white swan.

　　　　But. He looks like a master now. But I feel what kind of master spirit exudes from my body.

　　　　 is hidden. Master. This is the master. The barbarian's eyes are somewhat admired. Do not disable modesty. Ask the other party for ways to resist the suppression of pseudo-areas.

　　　　\"Very easy." I rubbed the itchy nose. Thumbs up towards each other. Then pointed to a red hair figure not far away.

　　　　\"Just sneak away in secret. Kick the guy down from behind. If you can survive. You won’t have to be afraid of any pseudo realm suppression in the future."

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