The 507th chapter of Diablo's destruction begins in the first hundred and seventh

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Yellow sand obscures. Dead leaves flying. No one could have predicted that. A moment ago, it was still on the avenue full of people. That's how it is now. And this qiē. It is all the momentum circle formed by the two masters of the confrontation on the field.

"Stop......"

A cold sonorous voice came from afar. Like bells and drums beating. Even the momentum exuded by the two masters. It also seems to be penetrated instantly. It rang in the ears of the people.

The sound had just reached everyone's ears. In the center of the field, there was an additional figure. No one knows how it broke into the circle of momentum between the two. However, when everyone came to their senses. But she was there.

"Stinky girl. Do you want to find death? ”

Kashya looked at Shar. The gaze is stern. Shouted. The spear in his hand turned into a white light. Cut cross-cutting between the two. actually cut the entire momentum circle in half. Then it turned into a storm and blew out in all directions. Disintegrate.

"Old woman. You get out of the way. I'm going to kill that guy. Sharna gritted her teeth. The sea blue eyes that flashed with a beastly gaze glared back without showing weakness.

"Very. Very good. Don't come back there. It's amazing, today the old lady will give you a lot of power, you see. Let you know people outside of people. There is a sky outside the sky. Kashya's brow twitched. is obviously unhappy with Shanna's arrogant attitude. There are green veins on his forehead. Clenched fist spear pointed at Sharna.

"Then I'll kill you first." Sharna looked like a Buddha blocking and killing. The spear will also be pointed out. "You two should give me a pause too......" I pounced on with a laugh in my cry. Tightly hugged the sister who was about to pounce.

"Sister. Hit here. Or half of the Rog camp. More than 100,000 civilians are done playing. ”

Then the head glared angrily at Kashya: "Old drunkard. Are you here to persuade or to fight......"

"Oops. Forget about jì. Kashya seemed to react. The spear is retracted. Leaned behind him casually and scratched his hair embarrassedly

"Who made this stinky girl too arrogant. Every time I see it, I can't help but want to teach a lesson. ”

"Brother, let go of me, I'm going to kill the old woman who won't get out. Rest assured. An old bug that can't even bite feces. It doesn't affect anyone else. ”

Sharna's face froze. The mid-long spear blows up bursts of energy.

"I guess that's mine. The little girl who hasn't even taken off the smell of milk. The brow twitched again. The mother and daughter shook their spears. The posture of the battle is back in place. "You two. Please, take care of me, too. "I'm speechless." My brother really is. It's not okay to look ahead and look backward like that. ”

Jumping up and down for a long time, Sister Sharna's sister Bi was very painful, and I looked like I wanted to see me. Finally retracted the gesture: "That's right, that's right. Like monkeys, our elders have lost face for you. "Old drunkard, bastard. I don't know when I'm on the same front as my sister. Reprimanded me.

"Shut up. Shut up, you bastard. You are the least qualified person in the world to say that. I want to sue Grandma Sù Akara. One wants to sue sù her. I poured out my anger.

"Che is such an unintentional guy." Hearing the three words of Akara, Kasha's neck shrunk. Carrying the spear over his shoulder, he muttered to himself.

At this time. I turned my attention back to the one we had forgotten for so long. Seems to be a very powerful mage. He still stood there silently. No impatience was revealed. A gaze peeks out of the cape and hat. There seems to be some rout. I don't know where I'm looking. There is no emotion in it.

Good for a while. His gaze seemed to refocus. And it fell on Sharna. has always maintained an indifferent look. Finally, there was an inexplicable wave of feelings.

"Okay."

Under the shadow of the cape hat. He spoke softly. The middle-aged man's voice was faintly magnetic. Sounds like an old man, a vicissitudes of life.

"I'm in a jousting tournament. Waiting for you. ”

He seemed to be dealing with Sharna. But that indifferent look was more like talking to himself. Then he ignored the reaction of the crowd. Turn back gently. The figure departed like a ghost. Whereabouts passed. Everyone involuntarily gave way to a path.

"It's fine. It seems that this time - plus the game. It's the right place. Sharna looked at the figure in the distance. The haughty peacock-like gaze carried deep anger. Then gently hold someone. also departed.

Oops. Is this gone? Actually, I'd like to ask the old drunkard. Didn't you look at her face? It clearly reads, "I'm familiar with that mage." Sister, you can't pull your face and ask. I'll just ask. Wait. Don't pull so hard. The arm is going to be broken.

Under the big tow of Sister Sharna. I could look back at the old drunkard and follow the mage. While staggering away.

After a few of our perpetrators went. The street is gradually returning to its usual liveliness. But everyone's topic. But it is completely biased towards the confrontation just now. Those few people.

The other side. The ghostly mage. At a pace that does not have the slightest ups and downs. It seems to be walking slowly and quickly. Mixed in with the crowded streets. Unremarkable. Gradually, he came to a deserted place. Then stopped.

And behind him. A figure flashed along with it. It was Kasha who followed him all the way.

"Lord Kashya. Long time no see. ”

The mage slowly turned his head. Remove the cloak and hat from your head. A handsome middle-aged face is revealed. A knife-like cold face. And godless pupils. It reveals a sense of decadence. The most surprising thing is his ears. The pointy is long. It turned out to be a pure elven clansman.

"Yes. Long time no see. Yalo. ”

Kashya sighed. I touched my waist. Lifted his own flask and drank it alone.

"The feeling of father and daughter seeing each other. How is it? The two were silent. Only the sound of Kashya's grunting drinking rang out. Suddenly. She put down the flask. This asked.

"What else?" Yarrow smiled calmly. There are indescribable complex feelings in the smile.

"You shouldn't do that."

Kashya shook her head, "You know that girl. The mouth is hard though. But in fact, he still has a deep affection for her tribe. ”

"Yes. Perhaps. I don't regret it, though. Yarrow still had a smile on his face. It's just more hatred and anger. Astringent and helpless.

"Thanks to Lord Kashya for taking care of her all these years."

As he spoke, Yarrow bowed heavily. The expression of the face is resolute. As if he had made a decision: "Lord Kasha." This competition. I have one last thing to ask for. ”。

Back home. Sister Sharna is the one who will be the mage. It's all said.

"I see."

I bowed my head in contemplation. Actually, from my sister's reaction. I just

Out of that mage. It is very likely that he is the murderer who destroyed the Amazon where his sister was born that day, and he also has that power.

It's just that I didn't expect my sister to be with him when he was in Lugoin. I've already met it once. And fought.

And why did that mage destroy the tribe? What does it have to do with Sister Sharna? It's a real headache. Sure enough, I still have to ask the old drunkard that guy.

But. Just when I was about to go out. Outside, there were soldiers passing through me. Said that Muradin's weapons were ready. Let's take a trip.

Already done? I was a little surprised. In less than half a month, I didn't expect that kid from Muradin. It's really quite a few hands.

Thinking of this, I immediately called Veras and them. Together, they rushed to the blacksmith shop. Passing by the miser's tent on the way. Eyeballs rolled. Go in and mutter. There's one more person in the ranks. "Boy. You're here at last. ”

Muradin's winter melon. Hands on chest. He said to us with a haughty face. It's just that his face can't hide his tiredness. It seems that this half a month. He didn't miss work.

"What about our weapons. If I don't like it beforehand, I won't pay. I smiled. Tell the ugly story ahead.

"I'm Muradin weapons. There is nothing to be dissatisfied with. "Latin One | It's like saying that you kid shouldn't take the opportunity to cheat.

"No more nonsense. Take it out and take a look. ”

I took the first piece of ware that Muradin handed me. A frying pan with a faint golden glow. Go without saying. It must have been tailor-made for Veras.

Veras's Pan (Latin Tea)

One-handed damage: 12-0

durable

Strength points: 3

Agility points: 3

Required Level: 0

Staff Level: Fast attack speed

+50% Damage Enhancement

+0 quality

+0 Force

+1 Lightning Skill (Mage only)

5 chance to knock enemies into the air (Please note.) It's knock flying. Not knockback)

1% chance to stun enemies. Hold 05

Fire Resistance +0%

"It's not easy. To meet the requirements of this little girl. and points required to meet the level. This is already the limit. You see, it's okay. Mura pretended to be modest. In fact, he showed off and wiped the sweat on his forehead. Booed.

In terms of attributes. This pan is superb. Don't say anything else. Light that [+1 Lightning Skill]. Generally speaking, it is impossible to appear below 30 golden faces. The old man's craftsmanship is indeed beyond words

I handed the pan to Veras. She looked left and right. The corners of his mouth unconsciously hummed a melodious grassland tune. Just by looking at that happy look, I know that I am very satisfied.

But it's not just about appearance. Also try the performance. In Muradin's eyes were on fire. I tried my best not to be so full of words. I'll talk about it later.

"That's right."

Veras made the signature of her reflections again. A cute gesture of gently tapping the white jade little finger on the corner of the lips. Then he slapped his palm. Seems to have thought of something nice.

I saw her humming a crisp tune. The head kept rocking. That happy look. Even we can't help but be infected. The mood became relaxed. And then. In our wide-eyed eyes. She flipped her little hand. Pull out...

Two eggs? ……

Everyone: ". ”

Then again. Actually, I've always wondered what Veras has in her inventory. It's like Doramon's three-dollar pocket chef version. Quilts. Clothes. Kitchen utensils. There are also vegetables and meats. As long as you can think of. She seemed to be able to pull it out of her hand.

Sprinkle some oil. Boiled eggs are beaten on a pan and set against the fire in the blacksmith's shop. Veras hummed a minor tune and shook gently under the stunned gaze of the crowd. Half an hour later. Her brow furrowed suddenly.

"Non-conforming ......"

Disappointed, put down the pan. Drawing gestured at Muradin with a cross.

"Whew. What the? ”

Muradin, in an instant. It was as if I had suffered the biggest setback in my life. Weakness to kneel on both knees. His eyes glazed over at Veras.

"This pan. It can't be called a pan at all. You see. Said so. She handed over the frying pan, only the two eggs she had just beaten were still raw.

"Can't cook food pots. How can you qualify? ”

"Yes. But. This is a weapon. Muradin stammered his defense.

"I want a weapon that functions as a frying pan. If you can't be satisfied. You can only give half of it. ”

Veras table xiàn out her strict housewife side. It's like a green vegetable that shows even the slightest sign of yellowing. She would never buy the same.

"Why can't it be cooked? Why can't it be cooked? Muradin stared at the pan. Pulling his big white beard, he couldn't figure it out.

"I said." Seeing that the old man Muradin is also pitiful, I will pull him.

"Could it be a problem with this property?" I pointed to [Fire Resistance +20%]. It turned out to be fire-resistant, so of course it couldn't be cooked.

"Talent ......"

Muradin's eyes lit up. He said excitedly, holding my hand. Then pick up the hammer and beat it for a while. Until everyone is asleep. before stopping. Intentionally, he handed the pan over again.

At this time. Fire Resistance +0% stat. Has become Ice Resistant +15%. However, the stat has been reduced by 5. But Veras gave it a try. Sure enough, it warmed up. Still gave Muradin a big perfect score.

Ay. Always feel that Vess is holding this pan. It seems to be more violent. In the future, she shouldn't be slapped with a pan. I suddenly regretted it a little.

Next up is Sarah's sword staff. That is, a longsword with the attributes of a staff.

Sarah's Sword Staff (Made)

One-handed damage

durable

Agility Required: 65

Strength required: 30

Required Level: 0

Sword Level: Rapid Attack_,

+0% damage enhancement

+0 Shortcut

+0 life

+1 Fire Skill (Mage only)

1% chance to inflict Bleeding over Time damage

Nothing to say. High offense. Gentle. And as a sword-type weapon. The most important thing is to stabilize the attack. The damage can't be like those machetes. The minimum and maximum damage are exaggerated from 1 to 41, respectively. As a master. It seems that Muradin is quite aware of this.

Sarah fiddled with her new weapon. They all refused to let go. At first glance, I knew that I was satisfied. There's no need to experiment like Veras

Soon. Muradin took out a third. Ice for the Three None Princesses.

All right. Because it's really not very special. In addition, the princess of the three noes does not have a sense of zài at all. Let's skip it at that. Let's skip to the fourth.

The last piece. It's a murderous weapon that the little ghost asks for a lot. When Muradin carefully took out a red brick. A holy book with sharp edges on all sides. Everyone unconsciously fought a cold war.

The little ghost thief who holds the holy book in his hand as a throwing costume is scared. Swirling around us. As soon as I saw it, I knew that I was looking for a test product. Let's shake our heads desperately in protest. Joke. Who wants to be hurt by this kind of look. The murder weapon that stored like a drop smashed it.

It seems like I'm going to have a discussion with this little guy. No matter how you bite in the future, it's no problem. Stone brick slabs starfish are no problem. But don't smash it with this book. It's definitely going to break the phase.

After the group. I couldn't find a small sample. I had to pout. Throw the murder weapon in his hand at a thick wall. Whoosh. It's like slicing tofu. The whole book runs through the stone wall without any hindrance. Let's all applaud. Celebrate the addition of a ranged attacker to the team.

Seeing everyone smiling. Muradin also came up with his ass. Very sadly said: "Boy." This fee. ”

"What money doesn't have. It hurts so much. I'll treat you to a drink another day. "I immediately went into stupid mode.

"It doesn't matter. We have a lot of feelings. It doesn't hurt to hurt some. "Unexpectedly, Muradin is also a veteran. Hehe, he smiled, and immediately there was a rhetoric.

"Okay. It means that I don't have any money on me. "I can't rely on it, I can only advance and retreat." No more, no less. One million gold coins. The lines on Muddin's face deepened.

“。” Million. You won't grab it?

"I said you bastard. It can't be blackmail. I laughed and tugged at his big beard.

"Who is kidding you. Where do you go to inquire around. A golden weapon doesn't cost about 200,000. Muradin said calmly.

Boy. It seems that I have money in my pocket. I thought I'd be messed with by Rogdy. I snorted coldly, too. Suddenly, he beckoned for support.

I saw a cold wind blowing, and everyone unconsciously fought a cold war. I felt that there was a smell of stinginess and stinginess in the air.

Wait until you come to your senses. On the field, there was a mysterious man in black who looked at him angrily. The battle is on the verge of breaking out.

Roar. Give it to me. Ghost machine qì people No. 1 ......

"You guy. Want to blackmail on the plate? Farah crossed his face. He bowed his head and pulled at Muradin's beard. A hooligan.

"What blackmail? Isn't my dwarven master-made weapon worth even this money? Not to be outdone, Muradin pulled the other party's beard with a sideways face. What is the master, it is clear that it is the son.

"You don't want to know who made the materials."

"And what about my craft? There is no good craftsmanship. No amount of material is in vain. ”

"Phew. It's your craft. You can do it with a random dwarf on the street. Dare to be embarrassed here. ”。

The battle was unexpectedly white. The two of them were like shrews scolding the street. Use both fists and mouths. It's noisy and dark. Topics from Rog's greens prices. All the way to the future market and price movements of gemstones. Let's listen to it is straight sweat. I'm glad I invited the miser. Otherwise, I really can't deal with Muradin. Ginger is still old and spicy. Rogge's third picker is really still very tender.

At last. Farah, who has home advantage, has the upper hand. Gradually suppressed Muradin's momentum. Plus, I'm on the sidelines. Eventually, the price became clearer.

This is the year of doing business. The buyer paid the money first. Selling is uncle. The seller delivered the goods first. The buyer is the uncle. If you want to blame, you can only blame Muradin for being too light. I didn't expect to invite the miser.

When Muradin foamed at the mouth and fell on it. The price has been pushed down to a tenth of its original price. 100,000 gold coins. The market price of a cracked gem is about 1,500 gold coins. Five Fractured Gems equals one Fractured Gem. This is true for split gemstones and whole gemstones.

So finally. I'll take two full gems. Three Split Gems. Two shattered gems were tossed to Mura who had fallen on them. At the same time, Farrah, who was dry-mouthed, also secretly stuffed a small bag. I weighed it a few times. The two of us laughed in unison.

Everyone is happy, and everyone is happy. The next day. Registration for the contest is closed. The number of high-level adventurers has also gradually stabilized. Those who can come have already come.

But. Old drunkards, their work is not easy. Instead, it gets busier. Because tens of thousands of adventurers have signed up. It is necessary to divide the whole line. That's enough for them to worry. Linya borrowed it from them to help. It was dark when one person was busy. The sun and the moon have no light.

This is an incomparable competition. A giant magical barrier set up by the Angels outside the camp. In Akara's words, it is. Anyway, the angel clan has a lot of money. Hundreds, thousands, thousands of flawless gemstones. Not a trivial one for them?

In order to allow the audience to see the whole game more completely. Take care of those low-level adventurers. The competition is divided into five levels. Corresponding to the Roger level respectively. Lugoin. Curast class. Demon Fortress Class. There is also the Logas class.

Of course. The first four grades. It's all entertainment. Who knows. The final match to watch. It's still locked on the adventurers at the level of the Harogas class. And seeded players of all races. They are also assigned to the Logas class.

The specific distribution is like this. Levels below the Harogas level. Each level is divided into the top three. Of course. If the first three are interested. It is also possible to take on the challenge to the next level. For example, the top three in the Curast class. Can be to the Demon Fortress level. Even the top three in the Harogas class issued a challenge.

But it's better to weigh your own strength in everything. No one applauds self-indulgence.

And in the game of the Harogas class. The top 10 will be separated. There are a total of six seeded players representing this race (some races are not seeded). That adds up to sixteen. These sixteen people competed in the final game.

And the reward of the champion. then the ten drops of the divine potion. And a chance. A chance to ask for it from the Angels. You can ask for anything that the angels can agree to.

Although this "can promise" seems to be greatly discounted. But the angels have always been wealthy. Even if you ask them for a hundred flawless gemstones. Or even ten perfect gemstones. They can all readily agree to you.

After knowing these news. I burst into flames - potions. Jewel. I'm coming......