Diablo Destruction

"Woo...Woo..."

Seeing the hanging barbarian struggling with his feet, about to pull out the head "embedded" on the top of the wall, the assassin rushed over with ill intentions, grabbed the barbarian's feet and pulled hard. With a "hula", his whole body was pulled out.

"Ouch!! Hocleve, it's so dangerous, thanks to me being here!"

The assassin said with a cracked mouth, pretending to be happy, that his embarrassing story would definitely be spread by the other three bad friends. He was suffering from a headache, and he didn't expect to find a companion so soon.

"You bastard, I can get out on my own even without your help."

The barbarian, who was coughing loudly due to suffocation, turned around and glared at the assassin with a sinister smile on his face.

"Hockleaf, what are you talking about? Could it be that in this moment of 'crisis', as the best partner, I can just watch you in trouble and ignore it?

I know what you are worried about, please don't worry, I won't talk about it in the bar. The brainless Hocleve accidentally stuck his head on the ceiling when using the jump. He had difficulty breathing and his life was in danger. At this time, the benevolent assassin Lord Sirte suddenly and miraculously appeared and rescued the dying bull Hoclef in danger. Such words spread. "

The assassin patted the barbarian's broad shoulder hard, his eyes full of sincerity, and he almost squeezed out a few tears.

"Didn't you even prepare your lines? Bastard, it's a shame that I risked getting my soles stained. As the first person in history to be hunted by Orac's spider web, I was brought back to my lair like a sling of fresh meat. Is this your attitude towards your savior when you rescued the unlucky assassin Zilte who went in?"

The barbarian stared at the assassin with wide eyes, as fierce as a butcher, and the assassin raised his eyes without giving in. The smell of gunpowder burst out like sparks in the air between the two of them.

"Okay, okay. Don't you be rude in front of the guests?"

After laughing enough, the Paladin and the Mage slowly rushed over. The Mage was spraying out balls of flames from his hands to burn away the invisible and colorless spider silk on the ground. Don't get me wrong, he was not using the fire of hell, but the fire of hell. Ordinary fire, just like the fire spell Sarah showed me last time, does not belong to any skill, of course. This kind of powerless flame can only burn things and threaten ordinary people. It is impossible to deal with the enemies from hell.

"Guest? Where did the guest come from?"

The barbarian turned his neck around curiously, trying to dig out the guests in the three people's mouths.

"That friend has been standing next to me for so long, so it's time to come out and get to know him."

The assassin glanced helplessly at the ignorant barbarian, turned his head and shouted loudly in the direction of the shadowed corner where I stood.

Among the four of them, only the ignorant barbarian didn't notice my presence, which really surprised me. Although I did not deliberately conceal my aura, the other four people were also in the middle of a fierce battle just now. Under such circumstances, they could still notice the appearance of the third party, which only proves that they are very vigilant.

"I'm sorry, because you are so funny. I forgot to introduce myself for a moment."

Under the sharp gazes of the four people, I slowly walked out of the shadows. When the huge body of the ghost wolf headed by Xiaoxue slowly emerged from the shadows, they were obviously surprised. and responded quickly.

"Don't be nervous, they are just my pets."

Seeing their wary looks, I smiled and explained.

"Are you Druid Wu Fan...sir...?"

The surprised mage next to me was the first to react and blurted out my name. He hesitated for a while. I don’t know whether he admired me for appearing here alone or was forced by the pressure from Xiaoxue and the others behind me. The word "adult" was added at the end.

"I don't dare to take it seriously. It's just a name."

Seeing the others react, I slowly took off the cloak and hat on my head, smiled and walked towards them. To be honest, these four people were really interesting, and they actually gave me the opportunity to actively make friends.

Among the four, the mage and the paladin are obviously more sociable. After confirming my identity. They quickly stood up and chatted with me. He had a formulaic smile and his tone was very polite. There was no sign of any pretense at all.

"Gulu——"

At this moment, the barbarian behind him suddenly heard a thunderous sound in his stomach. Feeling the attention of everyone, the barbarian touched his bald head in embarrassment.

"***, I had a fight and I'm hungry."

Seeing the barbarian's honest expression, we looked at each other and laughed, feeling that the distance seemed to be getting closer.

"If you don't mind, let's find a suitable place to sit down and get acquainted."

The middle-aged mage suggested, and I naturally nodded in approval.

The assassin and Xiaoxue stood guard in front, and everyone walked and chatted. After a while, they found a suitable resting place. During this time, I also got a rough idea of ​​the situation in their team.

The level 21 barbarian Hoclef and the level 20 assassin Ziert, I already knew their names from the front. The other two, the wretched mage named Katyev, a level 20 wizard, and the last paladin, when I heard his name, I almost burst into tears. This team is indeed very good and powerful.

When the Paladin introduced himself, he coughed slightly awkwardly and straightened his image, as if he was embarrassed to say it. The other three people also followed his actions and laughed secretly, making him angry. Smoke but helpless.

"Ahem, I am a level 21 Paladin. Ahem, my name is, um, Ultraman..."

He coughed twice, and finally hesitantly said the name that made me pin it to the ground on the spot, in a mosquito-like voice.

"Please don't get me wrong, although my buck teeth do look a bit like Orak, my name is indeed Ultraman."

Seeing that I was fixed on the spot, he quickly waved his hand and explained, and also said that although the picture could not be described as handsome. But the Chinese-character face that was considered pleasing to the eye came up to him, grinned, and pointed at the two slightly protruding teeth on both sides of his face.

"Orak, aren't you getting darker and darker with more smears?" The mage patted his shoulder sympathetically.

"Don't call me Orak."

The paladin became angry and slapped away the mage's malicious sympathy.

"Do not worry."

After pondering for a long time, I finally came to my senses, and my face looked serious as never before.

"In my mind, you will always be Ultraman! So how can Orak be compared to you!"

I gave him a thumbs up, grinning slightly with my shining teeth.

"It's not easy. After being laughed at for decades, you finally found your comrade."

Although he felt that there was something wrong with my statement, the hero of justice who did not think about it deeply... no, it was Ultraman the Paladin. He immediately waved my hands vigorously and cried bitterly as if he had finally found the organization. Decades? It seems that he is another miserable child shrouded in the shadow of childhood.

Suddenly, Ultraman and I quickly became familiar with each other. Of course, if he knew what I was thinking. I'm afraid I'll be rewarded with a sacrifice right away.

"It turns out that you are the special operations team guarding the village of Ahn'Qiraj!"

Time was in a hurry at that time, so I just briefly glanced at the names of the other nine members of the special operations team, but I didn't remember them deeply. Now that they are so advanced, I suddenly have a little impression.

But when you think about it, it’s not that surprising. Their average level was already 20, which was much higher than Dhruv and I at the time. It was not surprising that they were selected into the special operations team.

The five of us were gathered around the campfire. The water bag in our hands was the special refreshing water given to me by Ankara. And Horclive, whose stomach was already growling with hunger, took a mouthful of barbecue and a mouthful of water. He was very satisfied with the meal. Not to mention the others, even I felt a little distressed. Akala's refreshing water is not easy to make. , was ruined by this cow.

"Hey, it's a pity that we didn't fulfill our responsibilities."

There was a dim look in Katyev's eyes. No matter who it is, as long as they recall the soldiers who fell in front of them in that cruel war, they probably won't be able to laugh.

"Yeah, the four of us working together can't even compare to you alone."

The barbarian with his mouth stuffed with barbecue said vaguely in frustration. If it were anyone else, I'm afraid I would have thought this was a subtle provocation, but it was said by Hockleaf. But not offensive at all. I'm afraid this is also the honest and straightforward personality charm of barbarians.

Assassin Zierte looked at Xiaoxue who was guarding by the door with a look of envy - a snow-white figure and a powerful body. With its sharp eyes and fierce aura, no matter who sees such a pet, they will probably be unable to control their envy.

"I feel a little regretful. I actually wanted to be a Druid before." He sighed, thinking about the vicissitudes of the past.

"Then why did you choose the assassin?" I asked curiously.

"because……"

"Because when he was queuing up to sign up for the training camp, he saw that there were fewer people in the other team, so he jumped in and became an assassin in a confused way."

The mage next to me took over his words, gave me an explanation that shocked me, and then sarcastically said with contempt in his eyes.

"Give up. Even if you become a Druid, you are still a useless Druid. Instead, you should be happy that your mediocre self has chosen the mediocre path of assassin."

"If you want to talk too much, Katyev, why don't you think about how much face you have brought to the Mage Guild?"

Zilte, whose face was red with embarrassment, glared angrily at the mage opposite.

"I didn't want to be a wizard."

Katyev also showed a look that he could not bear to look back on.

"When I was a child, I longed to become a majestic paladin, but..."

He shook his head, showing pain.

"But when I signed up, the Paladin instructor said that my legs were too short and I was not suitable for melee combat. Damn it, why did my parents do this to me..."

Everyone: "...!"

"Actually, I didn't plan to become a Paladin when I first started."

This time it's our hero of justice, Ultraman's turn to commit suicide.

"My original dream was to become a brave barbarian, but..." He sighed with great emotion.

"But the barbarian instructor said that I am too short, my body is thin, and my voice is not loud enough... Damn it, my dad is obviously very tall, and when he scolds me, the whole village can hear it. Why on earth..."

Ultraman pounded the ground with his excited hands, looking in disbelief.

Everyone: "...!"

The four of them all turned their attention to the barbarian who was eating and drinking, with a look like "it's your turn, be smart".

"I……?"

With his mouth full of oily food, Hockleaf pointed at himself with the barbecue in his hand, with a few pieces of meat foam still stuck to his face.

"Actually, I was rather envious of Amazon at first, but the instructor told me that Amazon doesn't accept men..."

He touched his bald head with his greasy right hand. Under the dim bonfire, the tattooed bald head with the ferocious totem looked even more oily and shiny...