Diablo Destruction

"Ah...right."

I suddenly remembered something, and with a whoosh, I took out a bottle of reddish color from the inventory space.

"Wu, what are you doing?" Lal said in confusion.

I smiled and didn't explain, but continued to take out the red potion.

2 bottles, 3 bottles, 4 bottles...

As the number of red potions on the table continued to increase, Lal's and his others' expressions gradually changed from puzzlement to surprise, and then to confusion. His mouth was open wide and he was looking at me like I was a monster.

"Wu, can you make potions?"

Looking at the red potion on the table, there were at least hundreds of bottles, Lal finally managed to hold back a sentence.

I shook my head.

"Did you find the tree growing the red potion?"

Lal pictured in his mind a scene of a towering tree with countless red potion bottles on it.

"Look for it and show it to me!" I almost fainted. Why didn't I realize that Lar's imagination was so rich before?

"Okay, don't make random guesses. I got these potions from monsters."

"so much?"

Lal said in surprise: "How many monsters do you kill to get a bottle?"

"Ignore this, just accept it. It will be safer to hit the Countess this way."

"What about you?" Doug asked a very silly question before his mind came to his senses.

"Do you think I'm the kind of good guy who sacrifices himself for others?"

"Indeed not."

Doug didn't even think about it and immediately answered, Damn, even though it was the expected answer, I still felt quite unhappy when Doug said it like this.

Next, I took out more than 50 bottles of micro-blue. After having had an "experience", they were no longer as idiots as before, but they still looked at me with quite strange eyes.

This experience has almost brought me to level 5. These reddish and blue, like hills, are piled up in my inventory space. There are at least hundreds of bottles. If the scene just now hadn't happened, I would have been surrounded by them. The friendship between people has taken a step further. I originally only wanted to take out more than ten bottles of meaning. This is the maximum number that can cover up my abnormality.

But now, I took out half of it without hesitation. Although I still can't tell them about the existence of BUG Bodyguard, I believe that they will never harm me.

"You can allocate these among yourself." I pointed to the bottles on the table and said.

The three of them looked at the bottles piled up on the table and were stunned for a long time.

"Thanks."

Thousands of words are condensed into these two words. They patted me on the shoulder and were not polite. This is not a game. No one will joke with their own lives. It is best to have more safety. In their eyes, I am one of them, and there is nothing to be polite about.

In the end, because Lal was in front, he took 50 bottles of reddish and 30 bottles of azure (Doug and the others were in the auxiliary attack position and did not consume much, so Lal got a little more), and the rest were Ge and Gefu were evenly divided.

The three of them looked at each other, and they all found more confidence in each other's eyes. With these potions, their success rate was a little higher. You know, because of the high consumption, they usually only reserve them in their inventory. With about a dozen bottles of potions, his "purse has never been as full as it is now."

Seeing the three people as excited as country bumpkins entering the city, I was completely speechless. Just a few bottles of potion, is it worth this? Will this thing shock their hearts next?

I coughed to snap them out of their surprise, and then took out the belt from the inventory.

They were stunned when they saw this belt that glowed blue, and when they looked at its attributes, they were completely speechless.

Fiery red strong sash: 3 defense; durability 12-12; +27% defense enhancement; fire resistance +14%

"Wu, you killed an elite-level monster." Lal swallowed and said in an unbelievable tone. This belt was tailor-made for killing the Countess.

You must know that even they cannot be the elites in the wasteland alone. If they fight alone, of course there is no problem. The problem is which elite-level monster does not have a younger brother by his side.

Hey, it's not elite level, it's mini-boss level. I can only pass these words in my mind.

"Lal, put it on. If you dare to say that you are not a match for the countess and act like you are on the verge of death, don't even think that I will recognize you as my brother."

"It's too, too precious, I can't accept it."

Lal murmured, it's okay to have the potion. Although there aren't many in Akala, you can still buy some. If it's not enough, you can go hang out in the Blood Wasteland for a while. You can always get a certain amount, although it's not enough. Dare to say that a BT like me can take out hundreds of bottles, but it is barely enough to defeat the countess, and this ribbon is not always available, and it may not be available even if you kill dozens of bosses. And the properties are so timely.

"Damn it, are you sick in the head? Or have you been knocked stupid by the Holy Church? I already have a belt, which is enough. I won't be able to use this belt's attributes for the time being. You are a fool."

After a pause, I know this is not very credible. What do you mean it is temporarily unavailable? Are the fireballs of the fallen magician in the wasteland vegetarian?

"Besides, this belt isn't for you, it's a gift I gave to Sara, do you understand? I just don't want her to lose the father she likes. Don't be too sentimental.

Afraid that Lar would be stubborn and still refuse to agree, I continued. "

Yes, I am not living for myself now, but also for sari, sara.

Lal, who was awakened by my words, silently put away his belt. With this belt, the ring from the one that was exposed last time, and some other fire-resistant equipment on his body, he stepped on the defensive aura "fire resistance" , my fire resistance has reached over 70, and I can almost ignore the sea of ​​​​fire from the countess. If I still can't win, I really don't deserve the noble title of job transferer.

"Lal, let's celebrate with some sari wine and some wine." Doug was so happy that he said to Lar with a smile on his face.

"I knew you two guys had bad intentions when they came to my house."

After the great sorrow and joy, Lal's eyes were a little less gloomy. At first glance, there was no difference from before, but if you look carefully, you can find that his eyes were always a little forced in the past.