Dark Savages Come To the United States

On the holy mountain of Harrogath.

Luke and Jessica are standing on the martial arts arena.

At this time, they were a little relaxed.

After all, the battle outside doesn't seem to have much to do with them.

This ground is said to be a martial arts field, but rather an open space that is barely level.

No stone bricks could be seen on the ground, but the ground was rammed very solidly.

"Ready?"

Jessica said softly, and pointed her finger to the front.

The blade of the God of War appeared in the other hand.

Olak's influence continues, and the legend continues to benefit Jessica.

Not far in front of them was a huge figure wrapped in a layer of iron.

Purple man.

He can appear here in such a posture, and he has to thank Lasuk for his friendly help.

Although he certainly won't be happy himself.

After all, with meat sauce hanging on a stone, there is no way to last until Luke and Jessica avenge him.

And now even if the temperature on the holy mountain is not too high, things like rot will still happen.

The rotten meat hangs on the stone, and nausea is not a big problem. This does not affect the combat effectiveness of the purple man, but the rot will.

As the flesh and blood rotted, the purple man felt that he was about to become an indescribable piece of sun-dried object, with no other effect except nausea.

Rasuk made a suit of iron armor wrapped around him, which was considered to maintain his combat effectiveness.

By the way, there are also writing enhancements.

After all, Rasuk exchanged some skills with Tony.

So there is a lot of Rasuk's whimsy on this iron body.

For example, I first broke Ziren's stone elbow, and then hung up a hydraulic bearing to increase the magnitude of the output.

The process was very painful, but Rasuk didn't care about the pain at all.

After all, it was the purple man who had his elbow broken.

Rasuk wouldn't care if the scum was in pain or not.

On the contrary, that miserable roar had some influence on Rasuk.

"Are you going to kill me?"

The purple man's voice sounded with some anticipation.

This kind of "alive" feeling is not as good as that of An Sheng who has come to die.

Although he didn't know anything after he died, maybe that time was a bit unfortunate, it happened to be the time when death was autistic.

He didn't know anything about the afterlife anyway.

Now the purple man already knows why he is still alive in this place.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but offer a "beautiful" greeting to Nick Fury!

It would have been better then if he had been cremated, as Steve said.

Luke and Jessica on the side ignored the purple man, but whispered.

"Are you relieved of him like this?"

Luke spoke to Jessica's ear, and Jessica blushed and gave Luke a "little fist" complaining.

The action is like coquettish, but the power is not...

The original Jessica had enough strength, and now this punch almost knocked Luke into a state of nervousness. ①

"I said in my heart that I didn't want to torture him, but I still couldn't get angry."

Jessica lowered her eyes and said, her hand already holding Luke's hand.

Feeling the strength in his hands, Luke let out a long sigh.

What kind of neurotic thinking is this?

To torture the enemy or not to torture?

Even though Luke wanted to say ten thousand words of MMP in his heart, he still swallowed it for his own happiness.

Jessica's recent changes are beyond his imagination.

Strength, height, endurance...

It always gave him the feeling of driving a big car...

"What he did is considered a light death for ten thousand words."

Luke said so.

Although the tone is very gentle, it always feels strange.

Fortunately, Jessica didn't care about these things.

Ziren died 10,000 times is not enough to relieve his anger, but the barbarians are really not very good at torturing people.

"I can imitate some of the torture devices in Duriel's lair, if you want."

Rasuk stood behind Luke and Jessica and spoke in a low voice.

This is not a glorious thing, and making torture tools doesn't seem like a serious thing to do.

Rasuk was a little afraid that he would be ridiculed by other ancestors.

The nickname "Rasuk who makes torture tools" is not good at all.

But he still spoke.

Taking care of things like young people, it was finally his turn.

Thinking of this, Rasuk felt a little relieved.

When he was originally on the holy mountain, he was the young man who was always taken care of.

Now that the good tradition can be carried on, why not?

When in Sanctuary, people who don't understand and support each other are always the most pitiful.

After all, there is no partner wandering in the demon jungle, and loneliness is the biggest enemy.

When a barbarian faces an enemy, he rarely tortures the opponent. Usually, he is hacked to death. This kind of torture is not very professional.

That's all Rasuk can do to help.

"Can I hear something?"

Luke glanced at the purple man, then turned back to talk to Rasuk.

It looked like he was a little bit eager.

If you keep making Jessica tangled, the day will pass quickly, so it's better to make up your mind early.

By the way, it can also allow Luke to show his courage at home, which will help the family to change.

"Trojan horses with sharp backs, and wheels and things like that." ②

Rasuk looked disgusted.

Duriel's lair is really not a good place, and things like torture tools can only be imagined, and there is nothing that Duriel's big bug can't do.

Luke didn't quite understand what was so scary about these two things, but he knew it from Rasuk's disgusting expression.

It's cruel anyway.

"Me?! Can you listen to people!"③

The purple man roared, but his body remained motionless.

The iron that Rasuk had wrapped around him was not very neat, with burrs and bulges all over it.

Even though his body was no longer human, he felt heart-piercing pain with every action.

This is not a buff at all, but a complete nerf!

Ziren didn't think he was a strong-willed guy. When he was suffering from this kind of pain, he just wanted to stand still.

Yet no one paid him any attention.

Luke looked at Jessica's face not very good, and was a little worried: "what's the matter?"

"It's nothing, it's just that I want to brutally bring him to death. It won't take too long." Jessica said, "After all, it's not just me that he tortured, but many others died in pain."

Luke shook his head, this contradictory request is really hard.

The power of "MMP" that had finally calmed down in his heart began to roll again.

This situation is only slightly better than when Party A says "use your strengths", "I believe in your abilities" and the like.

After all, the requirement of colorful black is somewhat clear.

Free play is where the trouble begins.

Because it means saying "it's fine, but it just doesn't feel right" and "not as good as I thought" afterwards.

"If only Leoric were still alive."

Rasuk said with some nostalgia.

Leoric will have a good way, such as pulling the dead up and killing a few times, Skeletron is very good at it.

In the past, Leoric would treat the Archbishop who stabbed him like this when he had nothing to do.

When nature comes, you can also use the sound of bones breaking to play a ditty.

Just when they were distressed, Maddock was watching what was happening at the door of the Elder Temple.

It's just that his face is not very good-looking.

The purple man is still alive is considered a "gift" of the barbarians, but more importantly, the purple man can provide Jessica and Luke with a trial.

But now that Ziren's "you hurry up and kill me" look, Maddock doesn't think this guy has any effect.

That is to say, the purple people don't need to eat, otherwise Maddock will be directly warned by sadness.

This thing is a little disgusting no matter when you look at it.

"Kahn, how about we find some people to farm the land? It seems like a waste to leave the fertile land on the holy mountain empty."

Maddock found a topic so he wouldn't go straight to the grief warning now.

"I don't know how to farm."

Kahn pulled out the hooligans and provocateurs and made a few gestures.

This is his habit.

The title of Juggernaut is not the same as that of Battle Master.

This is not the honor of killing many demons, it is the praise brought by the pinnacle of technology.

For this reason, Kahn spends most of his time with the long sword.

He always has to swing his sword from time to time to get some feeling. The battle may break out at any time, and it is impossible to ask the opponent to wait for him to complete the warm-up and reach the peak state. .

"I mean, let's get some people, and we dead people don't need gold anyway."

Maddock continued speaking, grabbing a large amount of gold coins in his hand and tossing it.

It looked like it was raining.

The purchasing power of this thing, Maddock, is almost clear, and it doesn't matter if it is used to hire some farmers.

"I can't farm!"

Kahn's voice became a little louder, and the double swords in his hand smashed through the air.

He looked a little impatient.

"..."

Maddock gave up on discussing farming with Kahn, and then he went straight to the point.

Because he saw the purple man lying directly on the ground, looking like he was in love.

"Me?! Do you have any villain's self-esteem! Did Diablo choose you for a joke! Shouldn't you bring fear and let Diablo's old dog nibble on two bones!? "

Maddock rushed out with a whimper, the sadness in his hand flushed red!

It is a bit embarrassing for the Purple Man to say that it is Venerable Sky Hammer.

Ziren awkwardly raised the "Heavenly Hammer" from his side, in a "just here" posture.

The sky hammer is pitted, like a rusted **** stick...

Not Constantine's **** stirrer, but the one that really stirs shit.

His Heavenly Hammer has become like this under all kinds of devastation, and Ziren has already seen it.

The only thing he can do is to make the barbarians feel uncomfortable, there is no point in resisting.

But he chose not to cooperate.

"Ancestor~"

Luke greeted Maddock like a trained soldier, with anticipation flashing in his eyes.

It would have been nice if Maddock had made a direct decision on this sort of thing.

After all, Luke wouldn't have to suffer from Party B's treatment.

"Shut up! Then go find Cassius for me! Wait! Find Coutur!"

Maddock shouted irritably, because he remembered something, and asked Luke to find Coutur.

It's just a mouth full of ? that makes him look a little annoying.

Luke wasn't fit to remind Maddock, though.

If it is said that he is the younger brother at home, then in front of Maddock, his seat is not just grounded, it is the underworld.

Maddock is an excellent strict teacher, but definitely not a good elder.

Especially when he is rough, it is easy for people to ignore his sad past.

Luke shrugged, then showed his white teeth to Jessica, and took out a completely opaque sunglasses from his pocket and put it on his face.

Seems a little too deliberately funny.

Jessica laughed.

Fortunately, Jessica likes this tune.

Whether it was some kind of love affair, Maddock didn't care.

He was just figuring out whether it was time to put some more burden on Luke.

I just mentioned that I want to farm on the holy mountain, so I just leave it to Luke.

It was the donkey who was blindfolded, and the gap between Luke and the donkey didn't seem to be as big as he imagined.

Especially after the eyes are covered.

As for reclaiming land, perhaps it would be a good choice to hang a carrot in front of Luke's eyes.

"Humph!"

Maddock made a movement in dissatisfaction, and then focused his attention on Ziren.

"How do you want to die!"

full of threats.

Maddock couldn't stand this guy anymore.

This thing is more disgusting than a puddle of mud.

"Casual!"

The purple man is very tough, and his tone is not very polite.

A cross jumped on Maddock's forehead.

"You wait!"

Maddock turned his head and left.

He remembered a trip to Duriel's lair when he was alive, and brought back some souvenirs by the way.

The kind of worm in the belly of the grotesque.

He won't let the purple man lose his role easily!

Anyway, this guy is no different from the devil, just give him a little help, and then let Luke and Jessica stop tangling.

Quickly strengthen this thing, and then kill it.

Maddock wondered if Diablo had his brain broken by Burkesso, and even this kind of thing could be chosen as a subordinate.

This thing is far worse than the threat posed by those big demons.

Just don't throw rubbish! It must be handled properly!

Maddock wouldn't make the kind of mistake Nick Fury did!

These guys should be in the stove, and the heat generated can be used to contribute, at least to bake a brown bread!

Maddock threw a ring to Rasuk as he left.

It looks very luxurious.

Leoric's Signet Ring!

Leoric had intended to give the ring to his eldest son, but bad luck destroyed his family before he did so.

This is what Maddock got after killing the Holy Cult King.

"Rasuk~www.NovelMTL.com~ You know what to do when you run out."

Maddock left after saying that.

He doesn't care that his actions are seen by others.

This thing is not suitable for handing over to Bulkessel, it will give Bourkesso some troublesome thoughts.

Afterwards, even if Burkeseau knew about it, he would endure it for a while.

Because Rasuk will properly handle the stuff inside until a suitable time comes.

This ring will appear in Leah's hands, which is the last continuation of Leoric.

The way this thing should be handled.

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