Diablo Destruction

After coming back to their senses, the two teams had come back cursing. They could hear the triumphant laughter of Ricken Paladin and Hans's unwilling scolding in the distance. It seemed that this killing match was about the KFC team occupying a slight advantage. End with advantage.

When I came back to where I was standing, Hans, who was still muttering frustratedly, raised his head, his eyes met mine, and he was stunned for a while, then suddenly turned around and glared at Ricken.

"How despicable, our Mr. Carrion! You actually intend to secretly use the help of outsiders to win this competition. As expected of a restaurant that started by selling rotten meat, you really have your style."

"What nonsense are you talking about? It's just that we happened to find out that Alsace was lost alone, so we came here and protected him. Speaking of which, our pressure is much greater than yours. As a result, hum. , you actually have the nerve to retreat with us at the same time..."

Paladin Riken was panicked, but on the surface he didn't understand. He looked like an old man who should be very amiable no matter how he looked. He was talking nonsense and blinking at me secretly. He put his fingers behind his back and looked at me. I made some gestures that I couldn't understand at all.

This disparity between the exterior and interior made me wonder if his restaurant was also as glorious on the outside, but secretly used some taboo materials researched by witches that made people crazy and obsessed.

It wasn't until several days later that I figured out from Ricken's mouth the meaning of the gesture he was making towards me - in a hurry, he made a gesture that was exclusive to the team and pointed it at me, an outsider, and pressed my side. The general meaning of "Alsace brother, do me a favor, I will treat you to three family portraits made by myself later".

"..."

And now, I was speechless for a long time because I didn't understand Ricken's gesture. It seemed that I was being protected? Although I wanted to refute it, a man's sixth sense told me that even if I felt a little wronged, it would be better not to get involved in the fight between these two guys.

I always feel that if I get involved, I will also become an idiot and form an invincible trio of idiots.

So, I opened my mouth and chose to remain silent. Unexpectedly, I accidentally bought three buckets of family photos, which was a little comfort to my injured heart. Moreover, for some reason that was hard to explain, this guy actually said that he was lost. What a mistake. Is it God's crow's mouth that controls his sharp nerves when he hits the wrong target?

"Hmph, hahahahahaha, Rickon, Rickon, you bragging and unblinking paladin, don't forget, we have only known each other for a day or two, do you think you can deceive me with such a low-quality lie? ?”

Hans looked at Ricken with disdain. For this old opponent who had been fighting for decades, he might even know him better than himself.

Sure enough, under Hans' sharp gaze, Grandpa KFC's face was, after all, as crispy as the dough on the outside of fried chicken legs. Soon cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his eyes began to move around unconsciously, making him feel guilty. The eagerness to quibble was clearly etched on his face.

Originally, he asked Amazon to send out a signal secretly, just to open a plug-in and use the power of outsiders to severely attack the Hanbag team. Anyway, the other party had done this kind of thing often, but he did not expect that the person calling for help was a new person. Here comes the little druid.

Originally, this was a commonly used underhanded trick between the two parties, and it was nothing in normal times, but in this case, it became prominent. Moreover, with the gathering of witnesses and evidence, he was not calm enough, and was about to be exposed.

But soon, he really found a reason.

"Hmph, you sell dead flies. If I swear on my honor as a Paladin, except for Alsace, who killed one when he came here, I will never help us kill even one fallen demon after that. So what? "

Hearing Ricken's words, I was the first to be stunned. When I thought about it carefully, it really happened. Except that when I first appeared on the stage, I killed a dying fallen devil in a friendly manner. At the back, in the KFC team In the encirclement, he hardly moved his hands. Occasionally, he kicked a few fish that slipped through the net, and then retreated. His own trick of "Tiannu Scattering Flowers and Stirring Style" is even known as not hurting any enemy in the whole process, which showed to Ricken and the others. 's stunned.

I didn't expect that my moment of fun would actually come true for Ricken's lie at this time. Not only me, but also Ricken's other five teammates were stunned for a moment, secretly admiring the boss's level of sophistry.

Hans on the opposite side was also stunned. Although Ricken, the foul-mouthed paladin, did often lie and deceive each other with him, but swearing on the honor of the paladin was completely different. That was no joke, Hans Even if you don’t want to believe it, you have to believe it.

However, looking at the strange expression on the other party's face, Hans was sure that there was something inside. There was a flaw in Ricken's words, but he couldn't find it. In the end, he could only snort angrily, turn around, and ignore it. Ricken looked proud.

After two consecutive battles, even the top adventure team felt sleepy. Soon, separated by a subtle distance of about one kilometer, they each set up camp and set up bonfires.

Originally, I wanted to sneak away and stop interfering between these two guys and become the third idiot. Unexpectedly, before I could move away, I was grabbed by Ricken's strong hand and dragged directly to their side. Go to the camp.

Woo hoo~~ let me go, I want to go home.

Feeling secretly depressed, I could only follow him while thinking of a way to escape.

"Hahaha, brother Alsace is really the lucky star of our team." After the bonfire was lit and the pot was set up on it, Ricken immediately slapped me on the shoulder and laughed loudly.

If you think about it carefully, the last time you won the ring battle, it was thanks to the equipment deal between yourself and the KFC team. Ricken's words were not without reason.

But, speaking for myself, I really don’t want to be their lucky star.

"Brother Ricken, what are you going to do next?"

Under Ricken's kindness, I had to have lunch together. After the meal, I saw that everyone was silent. I was afraid that they would be like the Hanbarg team and communicate secretly using brain waves and other things. I quickly asked.

"Oh, that's right, I haven't planned it yet." Ricken said thoughtfully, shaking his head.

This time their team came out. Although they didn't say it clearly, it was semi-public. Almost everyone who knew them knew what happened between the two teams.

Originally, the Hanbag team wanted to apply for the final mission of the camp, to defeat Andariel. Unexpectedly, the KFC team also had this idea. They met at the door of Hagas, so the two teams, like magnets with the same poles, immediately started arguing. , no one was willing to give in, and this confrontation lasted for several days. In the end, another adventure team came from behind and applied first.

It would take at least a month for Andariel's clone to be resurrected after it was killed. Of course, the Belial clone that appeared in the past few years might not be an option.

It's just that Demon King Belial is good at mental attacks. For two adventure teams with only one mage, it is very dangerous, and Hagas will not approve it at all.

So the two teams, who were complaining about each other, were busy worrying about the only person they didn't dare to mess with in the camp, the king of the cold plains, the good-for-nothing King Bisu Hoshino.

As a result, just like the scene I saw, although the two teams were at odds, they also knew that with the strength of one team, it was impossible to break through Bisu Hiroshi's defensive circle.

Therefore, they maintain a tacit understanding of a relationship between cooperation and competition. When you attack, I will also attack. Then it depends on each other's abilities to see who has the ability to take down Bisu Bosu first. , the two teams attack together, and there is only a slight possibility of defeating Bisu Bosu.

Today is their third attempt. The first two also ended in failure. Under this unconventional cooperation, trying to kill Hiroshi Bisu with the strength of their respective teams is like buying a ** It's like a lottery, let's see who can seize the loophole that has a chance of less than one in ten thousand, successfully break through, kill Bisu Bosu and escape intact.

However, neither of these two teams seems to be destined to win the lottery. In my opinion, they can either go home or establish a cooperative relationship to advance and retreat together, which is still possible.

"I know this kind of thing too."

When I suggested this conclusion to Ricken, the old man muttered softly.

"It's just that if I take the initiative to unite with that guy, I would rather die in battle." The next moment, he clenched his fists and made an expression that he would rather die than surrender.

Just go and die.

I stared blankly at Ricken who was burning with fire, and secretly complained.

"Okay, that is to say, you are not willing to go back now, you can't find a solution, and you don't want to take the initiative to cooperate with the Hanbag team, right?"

I glanced at Ricken helplessly, and I finally concluded. He laughed awkwardly a few times, and it seemed that I had pointed him out.

"Okay, okay, this is not the way to go. I'm afraid that by then Bisu Bosu will not have any flaws and you will be lucky enough to take advantage of him. Instead, you will reveal your flaws first and be destroyed by Bisu Bosu."

I shook my head and sighed helplessly. Although I am not very familiar with these two teams yet, and I have not even told them their real names, no matter as an adventurer or as an elder of the alliance, I have We can't pretend we haven't seen their plight.

What dilemma? Just to save face and suffer the consequences! !

"In this case, I will do my best to help you contact the Hanbag team to see what their wishes are."

Sighing again, I said, I am not here this time to be a nanny for you guys. Do you understand, you bastards? !

Who killed Bisu Bosu and how the spoils were distributed are not that important to me, because the ultimate goal of my trip and experience is not him, but even though that is said, I have no obligation to be a nanny. Yeah, Bisu Bosu's trophies are not completely unattractive to me!

I always feel that I am slowly taking steps in the tragic direction of a "good guy".

"No problem, that guy will definitely agree. After five or six days of entangled fighting, he will definitely not be able to bear it."

Ricken answered without thinking. He knew Hans as well as Hans knew him very well.

"However, I didn't propose this. If that dead fly asks, brother, please don't be deceived by his leading cross-examination and put me at a disadvantage."

As if something suddenly occurred to him, Ricken looked at me eagerly, fearing that I would fall into the arms of the enemy if I lost my will.

"Okay, okay, I understand."

I responded angrily, patted my butt and stood up, walking towards the camp of Hanbag team not far away.

"Hey, brother Alsace, you're here. I knew you would come. You can't stand the bad temper of that piece of rotten meat anymore."

From a distance, Hans, who had finished his meal one step later than us, waved to me and said hello. The eye-catching red burger head swayed towards me with his movements, almost making me want to turn around and leave. impulse.

But this guy Hans, apart from other things, is quite admirable in his inner ability. He is not angry because his team lost the ring due to my deal with the KFC team, and he is not angry now either because of the deal he just made with the KFC team. thing, and transferred a little bit of unhappiness to my head.

When I was sitting in the space they had vacated, I suddenly felt a burst of air-conditioning next to me. I couldn't help but look back and saw the big iceberg Hannah sitting next to me, turning a deaf ear to my arrival.

She lowered her head and slowly put spoonfuls of broth into the shadow of the cloak and hat, like a robot, moving slowly and evenly, as if each bite took exactly the same amount of time.

Rather than having the unique sense of rhythm of an assassin, I think this guy is more like he is in a daze, thinking about something wildly in his mind, and eating slowly and unconsciously.

Interpreted from another angle, maybe she is similar to Princess Sanwu, a girl with no mouth and a very weird personality.

While thinking about it, I quickly explained the purpose of my visit.

"I said, brother Alsace, this couldn't have been Rickon's idea. He couldn't hold it any longer, so he begged you to contact us. That's right, right, right!!"

As expected, he was a good friend of Grandpa KFC. Just as Ricken guessed, Hans launched a brainwashing and induced interrogation on me. No, it was not so much an interrogation, but more like a disguised form of forced confession and false testimony.

"It's your sister, you stinky fly, stop talking nonsense."

I was about to speak, but my voice was still brewing in my throat. Not far away, Ricken's thunderous roar came through.

"..."

Ricken's roar was just right, like a stroke of genius, because I'm sure that the voice of Hans asking just now would never reach Ricken's ears one kilometer away, so... this kind of alternative tactful synchronization , As expected of the leader and colonel, Yuanmu.

"It's your sister..."

"Your sister..."

"Sister..."

"ah……"

The lingering voice echoed in the air for a long time before disappearing. Then, I shrugged my shoulders and said to Hans, who looked unhappy after his conspiracy was discovered.

"Brother Hans, you heard it too, right?"

"As long as he doesn't cause any trouble, I don't have any objections. It's not the first time I've cooperated with that piece of carrion."

After that, Hans gave me the answer readily. However, the last sentence surprised me. I didn’t expect that these two incompatible teams had actually cooperated before.

Then, at my suggestion, the camps of the two teams finally got together. Thirteen people sat around the campfire. The crackling flames illuminated the neat white hair of the colonel and the fiery red hair of the leader. The hamburger head, with these two conspicuous colors rendering the atmosphere, is very subtle. Only Hannah is left as if there is no one else around, and the unhurried sound of Xixi drinking soup echoes in the air.

By the way, are you still drinking soup? ! How long are you going to drink, you bastard! !

After suddenly finishing the soup-drinking assassin next to me, I coughed a few times and broke the silence.

"Then, let's make a plan first. Even if everyone... ahem, even if you are all the top experts in the camp, there are only 13 people after all. The disadvantage in numbers still requires careful planning to make up for it."

"Leave this matter to me, Des, Dena, you two go to Bisubosu's camp to investigate and report back at any time."

After I spoke, Ricken's spirit perked up and he immediately said this and gave instructions to the two Amazons in his team.

After Ricken finished speaking, Hans also reacted and immediately asked one of the two assassins in his team to follow him. As for the remaining one...well, Hannah was still drinking soup.

"How to fight this battle? You two are more experienced, so I won't interrupt."

I understand that my role is just as the coordinator between the two teams. In terms of experience and tactical arrangements, I am not comparable at all. I cannot make any suggestions. Of course, I am simply too lazy to think about it. In the powerful team Why are you so busy in front of the colonel and the leader?

"There's no need to worry about this kind of thing."

Ricken smiled, patted me on the shoulder and said, "I'm afraid we won't be able to carry out an assault in a short time."

"That's right. We just carried out an attack. I'm afraid that useless king has become vigilant and won't be careless again in a short time. After all, this is a clone of the second world and it already has a certain ability to think."

On the other side, Hans lay directly on his back on the dry yellow grass. He pulled out a green grass root from somewhere, held it in his mouth, and spoke slowly.

"..."

I looked at the two people in surprise, not because of what they said, but because of their seemingly in tune attitudes.

Originally, I thought that even if the two teams were to join forces in the future, there would be constant quarrels and troubles. I would have to work harder and do my job well as a peacemaker.

Unexpectedly, things went smoothly. It can be seen that after establishing a cooperative relationship, Ricken and Hans talked less. This was also to avoid disputes as much as possible.

After all, both teams are veteran adventure teams with their own principles. No matter how big the grievances were in the past, once a cooperative relationship is established, they will be put aside for the time being.

Thinking of this, I breathed a sigh of relief temporarily and started to think on the bright side, but I didn't expect that tragedy would happen soon.