Chapter 11:

I just saw an enthusiastic reader in the discussion area, saying that the update of this book is slow and the plot is slightly procrastinating. En, I think it is necessary to clarify this matter.
First, on the issue of updating, there are now 2 to 3 chapters a day, and 5 chapters were updated yesterday. Each chapter has about 3500 words, which should not be too slow. Approximately 7,000 words. Although I dare not say that there is speed, it definitely meets the average level.
Second, regarding the procrastination of the plot, I think it is necessary to focus on this. I am a dark fan. Although the level is not high, I have not played Battle.net, but I have been mixing in a single machine, but this does not kill me. It’s the fact that it’s a dark fan, and that’s why I wrote this book.
　　 As a dark fan author, the setting of this book is that the protagonist travels to the dark world, but I don't want to mess with some settings like many different novels. I just introduce this different world in two strokes.
I like Diablo, so I also hope that the protagonist can be traversed to a world similar to Diablo, no matter the setting or the plot, it can be portrayed more completely. I hope to portray the blood and flesh of a person in it. I hope that Let those who have never played Diablo, feel the charm of darkness, so in the beginning, I will explain the setting of this world in detail, and try to portray the customs and customs in the Dark World, I hope My readers are seeing a relatively complete dark world, not just a YY novel, so I admit that it is a bit irritating about the procrastination of the previous part of the plot, and I also tried my best to add some confusion The plot hopes to make up for this defect, and some people may not like it, but I will insist on writing it down. It is just the beginning. Soon, everyone will see a magnificent dark world appear in front of their eyes.
the above……

The three I just referred to are still pretty good, and there are many transferees who only hold a rough wooden stick in their hands, wear daily clothes, wear thick leather shoes, and look like they have not been violent so far. A piece of equipment, poor baby.
I looked at the transferees around me with great interest, and the eyes of those transferees were also on me. There were so many thousands of transferees in the entire Rog camp, even if they were not familiar with each other. But the face and the name have been remembered for a long time, so for this strange face of me, it is obviously the appearance of the transferee, and they are all looking at it.
The center of the camp is obviously cleaner and tidy than the West District just now. The ground of the grindstone and the wooden house that is still shabby but better than tents are not much better than the tent. There is also a huge fountain in the center. Special status and special treatment.
　　While walking in the center, it is almost completely a transferee. Over time, this place is defaulted to be a paradise for transferees.
It’s not that there is a sign saying,
Civilians and dogs, no entry
, anyone here is allowed to enter and exit, but think about most of the transfers are here, you are a civilian here, every time you see a transfer To show humbleness, I am afraid that you will be exhausted by nodding your head along the way. Moreover, there are no civilians here, most of them are selling travel supplies for transferees, etc. You are a civilian. What are you doing? drink? There are more bars in the West End, and the taste is not necessarily worse than this. gain knowledge? Be careful of any bad-tempered transferee, and throw you to the sinking demon camp.
Soon, Doug and Geoff stopped in a beautifully decorated wooden house. I looked too far at the sign that read "Roger Bar". It seems that the drink that Doug said is referring to this Too.
When Roger and Geoff walked in, there were countless noises immediately, and I saw people surging inside, hot air, talking, arguing, bragging, roaring, sounding like ears, inside the bar The space is very wide, and you can clearly see it after a short stay. Although it is not separated by walls, there are several areas in it. A large block in the door occupies almost three-quarters of the bar. Most of them are barbarians. There are also some alternative Paladins, Amazon and Druid, who sip their mouths. With ale, loud noise, bragging, arguing, almost all the noise and chaos in the bar was created by this area.
A small piece on the right side of this chaotic area, where all the Paladins, Druids and Amazons are sitting, they are calm and calm, the difference is that when they discuss, the Paladin always carries a trace of rigor, Druid It is mild, and Amazon is indifferent.
In the innermost part of the bar, there is the paradise of necromancers (necromancers and wizards) and assassins. Assassins like to live behind the shadows. This corner is naturally their best choice, and the mages, they are silent and wise. , Always like to think, and occasionally communicate always have knowledge about academics, this quiet corner is also the best place for them.
　　 "Oh, it, is it the birthday of God? Why are there so many people?" Doug and Geoff frowned, and the bar was almost full.
Finally, with his own physique, Doug and Geoff just squeezed out a few vacancies in the first area, and at the same time beckoned to me in good faith, I immediately shook my head and joked, I didn’t like to soak in the original world The reason is because it is too noisy, not to mention that I am sitting next to the loud voice Doug, unless it is crazy.
Seeing my refusal, Doug didn't care. He turned his head and listened closely to the nearby topic. After a while, he found the insertion point and immediately discussed it with another barbarian loudly. His loud voice came out. It really turned out to be the best, just like putting a high-power speaker in a place where decibels were seriously exceeding the standard. I secretly thanked myself that I didn’t lose my head.
It seems that the second area is where I should stay. Those polite Paladins, I believe they will not refuse my request. More importantly, there are old fellow Druids, maybe I can learn from their mouths. Order something.
I took the initiative to turn to the right, but soon I was disappointed. There is also no place here. I can’t be as cheeky as the barbarian brothers. I can’t help but squeeze a chair with someone. I sighed helplessly. I want to leave this smoky place, but I don't know where to go for a while, so I have to look at the corner, which is the domain of the mage and the assassins.
I don’t like assassins. They feel too cold. Unless they are familiar, I’m absolutely reluctant to sit next to them. As for the Master, God, you expect me, a third-rate university graduate, to work with them in arcane What do old scholars who have studied in the field for more than a decade or decades have in common? Those scholarly academic questions are more effective than lullaby in my ears.
　　 But now that the form is forcing me, I either have to leave here or I have to stay with them, maybe I can still stand here and cut, you think I’m stupid!
　　I didn't think about it (in fact, I have been standing and thinking like a fool for a long time), so I walked to the innermost.
　　 When passing through the boundary between the second and third areas, it clearly felt that he had penetrated a fragile film, and then, as if suddenly entering another world, the rude and violent voices outside suddenly disappeared.
Among the four masters surrounded by the innermost table, the oldest one looked back suddenly and looked at me, then with a kind smile, nodded me insignificantly before lowering. Head continued to immerse in the topic just now.
　　 is amazing, I was surprised in my heart, this film is obviously the soundproof enchantment set up by the old mage just now, so I rushed in, and discovered it as soon as I touched the enchantment.
I am not surprised by the existence of the spell of Silencer Enchantment. After all, I am not a fool. The history of the Dark Continent for thousands of years, how could it be that there are only a few skill spells in the game, you think that the wizards who are known as magic madmen are white lives Yeah?
I was surprised because from Lal’s mouth, I vaguely understood that in addition to the master skills that a master can learn at a certain level, any master must have certain skills if he wants to use other skills. Ability is enough, so the old mage in front of me has either a very high level, or the research and control of his own spells have reached a considerable level.
　　 Forget it, anyway, it is not what I can climb up now, and I have no interest in flattering my face. I looked around. There are only 8 tables in total, 4 of which are already occupied by wizards. Although there is still space at each table, I still wisely choose to ignore the inscrutable look of them when discussing issues.
There are two more, there are plenty of vacancies, but they are each doing a sensational skeleton, oh, no, they are two great necromancer adults, look at their gloomy appearance, exuding a weak breath of death It is obviously that the practice is not at home. According to Lal, the most powerful necromancer in the legend, wherever he walks, the bones on the ground will become undead, and the corpses will also be resurrected into puppets...
I immediately painted a picture like this: In a former battlefield, countless corpses and bones fell to the ground with unwilling, gritty postures, rusty weapons filled the earth, and the air was filled with a There was a rotten and smell. At this time, a shadow came from a distance. He was covered in a huge hooded black and cloak. The whole body was surrounded by a black breath, and his feet were not slow. Slowly moving, passing by, the soil began to loosen, a pale skeleton, or holding a giant axe, or holding a long bow, and some riding a greasy bone horse, wearing a strong armor, UU reading www.uukanshu Some of .com wore black robes and gleamed with magical light. They slowly climbed up from the soil, straightened up slowly, lifted up the cold skull of the forest, and screamed in the sky. After a while, the whole soil , It will be covered by white...
　　OMG, what kind of shocking scene should I think, just thinking about it makes me feel bloody, really TMD is really awesome, presumably such a role. Even if you pull to the boss of Star Wars, you can be a villain.
　　 But even if the two Necromancers weren’t at home, I didn’t have the habit of having a meal with them, and no one wanted to sit next to someone who could always remind themselves of corpses and bones while eating.
Then, there were two uncle assassins sitting on a table, a look of indifferent strangers, it seemed to be aware of my gaze, and looked at me, the indifferent eyes passed through me as if only Seeing the air in general, then continued to bow his head and silently discuss what.
　　OMG, I was scared to death. I can't afford these people.
　　 So I looked at the last table.
A person. Okay, there is room!
　　 is not very young, well, there are common topics.
　　 seems to be a girl, okay, maybe there can be more in-depth communication.
This table seems to be tailor-made for me, and it looks like the obsessed beauty who hoped to get a chance to cross with me for 8 million years. Although this situation is a bit strange, it is often said that people are in the rivers and lakes. There are three bogeys, one bogey for children, two bogeymen, and three bogeys for single women. These three kinds of people are best if they don’t provoke, and it seems to me that the young sorcerer seems to have accounted for two different things.
　　 But anyway, it is better than other tables, I think of it like this, and slowly stepped forward...