Diablo Destruction

Whoosh, the white fog, the white fog that fills the wilderness, the mist that makes you unable to see your fingers...

Where is this place?

I stood in the fog, looking around blankly.

here? Where exactly? Where should I go?

In my heart, I was as confused as the white mist in front of my eyes.

Suddenly, at the end of the white mist, an extremely dangerous aura emanated.

The white phantom, the white phantom that should not be visible in the white fog, slowly emerges at the end of the fog, deep in the heart.

When I opened my eyes, I saw the dark top of the tent. I rubbed my eyes slightly and found that the light coming in from the gap in the thick linen door was so dim.

Isn't it still daylight?

My long-term experience allowed me to immediately judge the current time. I yawned for a long time, stretched, and tried hard to coordinate my brain and body that had not yet awakened.

However, now that I had woken up, there was no reason to go back to sleep. I sat up, lifted up the animal skin blanket, pulled my body out of the warm quilt, and after arranging my messy hair a little, Put the blanket that still has the remaining warmth in your inventory.

"Ah, it turns out it's still early."

After opening the tent, I immediately felt a chill coming straight at me. The morning on the grassland, even in the hottest season, carries a strong chill. Fortunately, this chill is not enough for job changers. What kind of.

At this moment, the army of monsters was less than a few kilometers away from me. The bonfire lit by the Sinking Demon was very conspicuous in the bright morning. After freshening up a little. Only then did I seriously consider my future. To be precise, it was just today's schedule. I am not the kind of person who can think about the future very far away.

Yesterday's battle with the Blood Crow was far more relaxed than I expected, and it created an unspeakable sense of emptiness. However, I did not become arrogant enough to target Boshi Boshi. Purely masochistic behavior. Just like trying to fill this void with depression, it will only make things worse. This is the conclusion I came to after carefully observing the monster army for nearly an hour yesterday - although I also want to imitate the legendary little dragon of Changshan. Like a comrade, seven in and seven out, but after calculations with my underdeveloped brain, I found that the only thing I can do is one in and zero out. Five pieces of fine wolf skins and a household cord are included with the takeaway. travel. Use a good cane to dry clothes and quilts, embarrassing...

Therefore, I had no choice but to gorgeously ignore Marin's wishful thinking, hoping that he would not hide in the jungle and cry bitterly because his idol was shattered, Amen.

Think of this. I immediately had the idea of ​​returning to Vitas Village, and doing whatever I thought of has always been one of my characteristics. After packing the tent. I rode Xiaoxue and walked slowly towards the direction of Wetas Village. The dark grassland, the slow cold wind, and the lonely riding shadow made me intoxicated with the feeling of "the old road with the west wind and the thin horse". It is a pity to compare Xiaoxue with the thin horse. It's really rude, and it's early morning instead of dusk.

Then again. That dream in the morning was really real. The thick layer of fog seemed to still be in front of my eyes. I couldn't help but reach out and grab a handful in front of me, and then I burst out laughing.

With a relaxed and leisurely pace, I don’t know how long it took, when the first ray of morning sunlight shone on me, the entire microcosm of Vitas Village finally appeared in my eyes. To the people of this world. It's not too early now, many people are already up and working. From a distance, it looks like ants surrounding a candy bar.

Already started? Looking from a distance, I was not surprised as I had already learned about Dhruv's plan. They were carrying out fortifications. To be precise, they were digging a trench surrounding the entire village, just like a moat. The difference was that inside There is no water. This huge ditch can effectively stop the monster forward, that is, the cannon fodder type mass-produced creature - the army of fallen demons.

As for the city wall, to be honest, it has no effect. Don’t look at the wooden fence in Rogge’s camp. I would think that the city wall is very reliable. The role it plays is definitely more reassuring than practical. Although it seems to be solid The Earth is "surrounded" inside and feels very safe, but in fact, even the weakest Earth Sinking Demon can cut it through with one knife, just like trying to use city walls to stop aircraft and cannons in the original world. This is The dark world is a reality where the value of force is far greater than the world I was originally in. Many of the common sense of the original world cannot be studied here.

When I arrived at the entrance of the village, the moat, which had not been started before I left, had been dug into a giant ravine several meters deep. Although Vitas Village is not big, it only lasted two or three days. This is possible because the workers here are all adventurers with too much strength to use.

What I saw outside Vitas Village was covered by some excavated loess. The originally beautiful and peaceful village became like a messy and dirty construction site. Moistened by the morning dew, there were dust everywhere. It was slippery yellow mud, and there were densely scattered shoe prints on it. This situation made Xiaoxue, who loves to be clean very much in non-combat situations, let out a "whimpering" sound from time to time, while shaking her snow-white paws. The sticky wet mud below, hoho, I'm a dead Taoist but not a poor Taoist. Just bear with it, Xiaoxue. I don't want to step on this cold wet mud.

Fortunately, the entrance to the village was relatively clean. After much delay, Xiaoxue still walked to the entrance of the village with swaying steps. I jumped down, which did not give the stunned adventurers nearby more time to look at Xiaoxue. , and put it away.

One of the guards guarding the gate finally woke up from his trance. A few days ago, he just looked at it from a distance and had not yet felt the power coming straight at him. Now at such a close distance, he felt it deeply. The strong sense of oppression brought about by that giant wolf and the owner riding on it. He almost didn't know where to move his hands, for fear that if he were not careful, the powerful man in front of him, who he could never reach, would cast his stern gaze on him.

Therefore, he could only keep lowering his head and greeting this man who had made great contributions to Vitas Village with a humble attitude. He is also the actual person in charge of the entire Vitas Village. Whether it is the giant wolf mount or the first strong man in the history of the entire Dark Continent to kill the Blood Crow as a melee job changer, it is enough for him. I feel admired and awed, and maybe a few years later, I can show off loudly to others in a noisy bar: I once greeted that adult and talked to him cordially.

Then. He could already imagine the envious looks on him.

"Sir, welcome back."

In fact, he just glanced at him and quickly lowered his head, also because he was too nervous. He only stammered seven words.

"Um……"

I responded with an ambiguous tone that was neither close nor indifferent. I secretly thought that this was the standard tone of a superior, and glanced at the unfamiliar guard. He lowered his head very low, feeling that the atmosphere was a bit strange.

I didn't care, I just paused for a moment, then passed through the guard and walked inside. Most of the adventurers in the village were already up. Although Vitas Village also has a training ground - in this chaotic era, even a Farmer or shepherd. If you have time, you will also do some necessary exercises, which may save your life at a critical moment. However, the simple training ground here is completely unacceptable to the adventurers, or in other words, they cannot bear to treat this poor person. The small training ground was destroyed in a mess, so most adventurers just gathered in groups and exchanged their experiences. It feels a bit like substituting literature for martial arts.

but. I didn't seem to show up at the right time, and I was a bit puzzled to discover this fact.

Why. Wherever I get close, it immediately becomes quiet?

In my imagination, after killing Blood Crow and accomplishing great feats, I would generally receive warm support and welcome as a hero when I return to the village. At least there should be countless words of praise, although I don't like it. In this kind of scene, it should be said that at this time, my thick skin, which is comparable to Doug, will suddenly and strangely become thinner than a piece of paper. Therefore, compared to the lively and noisy welcome scene, I prefer dullness, This will make it easier for me to adapt and more comfortable.

In order to deal with this imaginary situation, I even came up with several ways to deal with it, but it seems that I can't use it now. Isn't the atmosphere at this time just the "bland" I expected?

No, this is not "bland", it is tranquility...

It was quiet nearby. Inside the body wrapped in the huge cloak, I could even hear my own footsteps and my own heartbeat. The strange silence could only be described as extremely abnormal.

Why is this happening?

As I walked, I couldn't help but secretly scan it under the cover of my cloak and hat, and finally discovered something was wrong.

In normal times, these adventurers would definitely look at me with curiosity or respect. No matter what their mood, I could feel those countless hot gazes. But now, they just glanced at me. I will immediately lower my head or turn my eyes away, which means that I don’t feel the eyes that make me feel uncomfortable now. This is the abnormality.

After coming to this pleasant conclusion, I continued to explore out of boredom, and found that their eyes were still hot, even more intense than before. So, what prompted them to react like this, I couldn't figure it out. The solution comes to mind.

In fact, what I overlooked is that in addition to the heat, there is another thing in the eyes of these adventurers, a gaze called awe, which is the only extra "fear" that makes them unable to use it anymore. They looked at the people in front of them with unscrupulous eyes, including the special operations team members, their immediate superiors, and the first melee adventurer to kill the Blood Crow. Together, these were enough to make them rise from "respect" to "fear". Under special guidance, other adventurers saw this mysterious druid in a cloak, and unknowingly, he gradually exuded something called "majesty".

Forget it, I feel pretty good about this situation anyway. At least I don’t have to bear those scorching looks in the future, and I don’t have to worry about strangers coming up to say hello, but I can’t say their names. It feels very awkward. Awkward.

But while being satisfied, it also creates a kind of loneliness and emptiness. Human beings are animals that can never be satisfied, and I am no exception.

In an ambivalent mood of half satisfaction and half loss, I came to the base camp of Vitas Village, which was the big tent used by Dhruv.

It's still the same group of people. It seems that Lal has gradually integrated into the leadership and is gradually accepted by others. I can't help but feel happy for this sinister paladin who is both a teacher and a friend.

"Ouch!! Look, who is back, our great hero Wu Fan!!"

Among those sitting there, Doug, who was least interested in these complicated trivial matters but had nowhere to go, was walking around restlessly, so he was the first person to notice that I came in. After seeing me, his eyes suddenly As soon as the light came on, he immediately rushed up and hugged my shoulders fiercely. His affectionate tone was full of sincere blessings, which made me feel a warmth in my heart when I just walked in from the cold wind.

Others also expressed warm greetings to my return, especially Dhruv. Being able to deal with the Blood Crow, an enemy that makes him sleepless and sleepless, is no exaggeration to say that it is enough to reduce the number of casualties in this battle by three points. More than one.

"Good job, Wu..." He patted my shoulder, his big hand steady and strong, and the others were looking at me with a smile, with the same smile and attitude as before, little by little, they changed the way I felt when I just came in. Isolation and emptiness fill up.

"That's natural." I responded to them with a smile that was three points proud and seven points hearty.

"Even if you don't believe me, you should believe in Master Akara's vision."

"By the way, Wu~~, you must summon your giant white wolf later and show it to me." Ihana, who is also a druid, changed her usual image of a stable big sister and acted coquettishly. He said like this, his eyes full of tiny stars.

"Okay, okay, anything is fine, as long as you don't use this tone again." I touched the goosebumps all over my body and looked at Ihana in fear.

"Wu, Nak, even I, as my husband, have never enjoyed this kind of tone. Although it is a bit scary, you should be satisfied, haha..." In the pleasant atmosphere, even Dhruv, who has always been calm, found it rare. A heroic moment.

"What did you two say!! Tell me again?"

"Hahaha..." Hearty laughter came from the camp again.