"Would you like to send these two little guys over?"
Orlongus said to Cassius, Hawkeye and Natasha were behind him.
"Do you think they can compare with those two guys?"
Cassius pointed at Rorschach and Wayne.
The most talented recruit at the moment is Rorschach, followed by Wayne and Matthew, who are at about the same level.
Otherwise there is no difference.
Except for Jessica, who is always criticized by Orak, the others are not that eye-catching.
"In the worst case, I'll go find Tariq and ask him to do it again."
Orlongus turned around and looked at Hawkeye and Natasha.
"Boy, what benefits did you gain from letting go? Tell me and let me have fun together."
Eagle Eye seemed a little embarrassed when he heard Olongus's words.
"I promised to give him two months' salary."
Natasha answered directly.
The answer was powerful and without any shame.
"What about you? Just for five bottles of wine?"
Olongus walked towards the distance with a calm tone.
Cassius grinned and kept his distance from Olongus unhurriedly.
"Yes, you can bribe me with five bottles of wine."
As he spoke, Cassius moved his fingers and got ready for battle.
"Are you so worried about me?"
Olongus stood still and turned around.
As for Hawkeye, he ignored it for the time being.
"We are so familiar. Unless you bring me five more bottles of wine, I will let you go fifty steps."
Cassius grinned with his fangs grinning.
"Do you believe that I went to Bulcaisel to borrow the power of the earth?"
The veins on Olongus' forehead bulged.
"Bulkessor may not lend it to you. Besides, there's no problem in lending it to you. I'm not afraid."
Cassius said as he patted the huge belt around his waist.
"Cassius's pride! Bah!"
Olongus cursed. After his legend became the talent of the barbarians, these ancestors had already understood it one by one.
Anyway, the closer you are when facing him, the better.
"Do you believe that if I use the tribal blade as a bargaining chip, I can definitely get the right to use the power of the earth from Bulqessor?"
"Of course I believe it, but are you willing to do it?"
Cassius rubbed his belt and said disdainfully.
Then he got into a fighting stance. Even if Olongus could borrow the Power of the Earth suit later, he would definitely be beaten now.
"XXXX!"
Olongus casually threw a huge stone and hit Cassius.
The stone was covered with flames and fell like a hill.
Cassius roared, pulled his right fist behind him, and then swung a fierce punch.
The sound of cracking the air from his fist was about to catch up with Orak's slam attack.
Ignoring the pain that had already aroused, the huge force smashed the boulder into two pieces directly from the middle.
Cassius's body did not waver at all, casually dispersing the smoke and dust in the air, but the bones in his hands were twisted.
Olongus's boulder throw could cause serious injuries to Cassius, but it could not stop Cassius's actions.
All the injuries and pain meant nothing to Cassius.
At that time, Cassius's main opponent was the Queen of Pain, who brought torture and pain and corrupted her will. Although she could not win, Cassius was the most suitable barbarian to entangle with Andariel.
The incomprehensible disregard for pain caused Andariel, who represented pain, to suffer.
When she heard the news of Cassius's death, Andariel almost held a party to celebrate.
"Do you have anything new? If not, just wait to be beaten!"
Cassius smiled wildly, standing under the gravel and not caring about the residue.
By the time he regained his vision from the rubble, Olongus had already run away, and he could only see a figure jumping in mid-air from a distance.
Cassius opened his mouth so wide that he could see his little tongue when he smiled.
Then the smile faded and became lost.
"It's like this again. You always turn around and run away. I can't even release the water."
Cassius whispered.
From the initial punches that knocked out Orlongus to the time he bribed Hawkeye and Natasha, it was all calculated.
He thought that this time he could make Olongus disappear without any regrets.
Thousands of years of existence are really too long.
It's so long that it drives me crazy.
"It seems we didn't help much."
Hawkeye said seriously.
The day before the due date for the fight, Cassius specially found him and agreed to perform a play.
"But the ancestors were interesting."
Natasha reached out to Cassius and patted the thick arm. Cassius reluctantly took out a bottle of Bulcasso's Collection and handed it to Natasha.
This is the promised reward.
"Are we interesting? That's a somewhat hurtful thing to say."
Olongus is now in front of the gate of the Holy Mountain.
In addition to the legendary Tribal Blade, he also has a pair of treasure boots in his hand.
The Blade of the Tribe can activate the two major skills of Landslide and Earthquake with every war cry, and the Treasure Boots can make the Leap Slash skill jump three times in a row. These two pieces of equipment can be paired with the Power of the Earth suit to form a powerful
combat effectiveness.
Continuous jump cuts brought him to the gate of the Holy Mountain faster than Korik.
Of course he was aware of Cassius's plan, just as Cassius was familiar with him, he was also very familiar with Cassius.
The stakes of five bottles of wine were actually very high. Cassius hoped that he would take the initiative and even bribed Hawkeye to act with Natasha.
But Olongus didn't want to disappear like this.
"Olongus, it seems you still don't want to leave."
Madoc was sitting cross-legged in front of the gate of the Holy Mountain, tilting his head and closing one eye as he looked at the somewhat lost Olongus.
"Shut up, kid! It's not your turn to point fingers at my affairs!"
Olongus shouted without politeness at all. He was actually in a really bad mood.
"Are you feeling itchy after escaping Cassius's violent beating? How about I loosen your skin for Cassius?"
Madoc said angrily.
Although Madoc is quite young compared to ancestors like Olongus, in terms of combat effectiveness, the three ancestors are the first echelon after those banners of Bulcaisuo.
"Get ready to open the door! Guard! Korik is here with Rorschach and Wayne!"
Orlongus tried to spit, but he swallowed it back in the face of Madoc's sorrow.
The barbarian who spat at the gate of the Holy Mountain last time was hung up and beaten by Madoc until he was beaten to death.
Yes, he was the one who got beaten last time.
Madoc watched Olongus swallow his saliva and put away his sadness.
"Another boring suspicion? When have we ever had conspirators? These guys..."
"Okay Madoc, we are strangers to this world. Don't expect ordinary people to believe your words directly."
Tarik held Madoc's shoulders and spoke with a profound tone.
"It's like someone is being nice to you for no reason. What would you think?"
"I would feel like that guy wanted to have sex with me and knock his teeth out."
Madoc said a little irritably:
"I know you don't care what other people think, but this is Harrogath."
"This is another world too. It's not necessary. Even if that person really wants to have sex with you, he probably won't react until you take advantage of him."
Talik looked at Kolik's figure in the distance and gave Madoc a squeeze.
"I am a prophet."
"While you were alive."
Tarik and Madoc were talking, and Korik finally came forward.
"Let's get started, let these guys dispel their doubts."
Korik put his hand on the gate of the Holy Mountain and shook his head towards the other two to urge them.
"Talik, you do the commentary."
Madoc also pressed his hand on the gate of the Holy Mountain.
"I knew you two would blame the matter on me."
Tarik put his hand down as he spoke, and a faint blue light flashed from the ancient door.
Then Tarik, Rorschach and the others appeared in a special place.
The memory of the Holy Mountain.
The miracle that the three ancestors can perform together is similar to a movie that can be rewinded, fast forwarded, paused, etc.
"When they come out, they probably won't have such frivolous doubts. It's 'real' inside."
Madoc withdrew his hand, his power had been activated, and the rest was Tarik's business.
"I'm not sure. I think that boy Wayne has a lot on his mind. And that Rorschach is about the same."
Korik squatted on the ground and played with the snow. He just wanted to turn into a stone statue and wanted nothing more.
"I originally liked this world because of the innocence of human beings. Who knew that the Seven Demon Kings would also come here? That innocence would harm them."
Because they could turn into stone statues, the three ancestors suffered the least.
After all, there is no need to fight against the boredom caused by time all the time.
But not now.
This strange world is full of unknowns, especially since there are no other Nephalem comrades in this world.
He can only act as a protector and gatekeeper.
"Doubt whether the Seven Demon Kings are real? No one who sees such rules will doubt this."
Madoc sadly shoveled the snow on the ground with his sorrow, and he planned to build a snowman.
"Just to tell you, you are a prophet. But they are not. I think it will take some time."
Korik threw a huge snowball on Madoc's head, completely submerging him.
"Wait until they see their compatriots being corrupted into demons!"
Madoc reluctantly crawled out of the snowdrift, then moved to another place and continued shoveling the snow.
He now plans to build a very large snowman and then carve it into his own image.
"Bulkeso can be relied upon."
"But Bulcaisel cannot defend a world by himself."
…
"What's this?"
Rorschach finally lost his cold face.
Wayne looked around carefully.
"The truth you want."
Tarik glanced at the gray environment with a nostalgic expression.
The environment recreated the intensity of the world of Sanctuary. The hard touch of the ground and the ubiquitous pressure made Tarik look excited.
"Except for Rorschach, everyone else was chosen to fight against these guys."
Talik said as he looked at the dust rising on the horizon.
"Fighting against what? The devil in the secret realm?"
Wayne picked up the hand ax and followed Tarik's line of sight.
Although Rorschach did not speak, he was still ready to fight.
"The ones you met are not even insects compared to the guys you are going to face next. Even though they may look similar."
Talik took out the evidence of his shame.
"Experience the real demon army for yourself. This is Azmodan's army. You are immortal here. As long as you can kill even one hard-haired rat, it will be over early."
Talik said this, and then stood there waiting for the attack of the demon army.
Killing a wire-haired rat here is impossible for Rorschach and Wayne.
The main force of the Hell Demon King is not the same concept as those fragile secret realm demons.
Especially this time it's Azmodan's army.
Possessing the most elite demons, the most powerful combat power, and the highest combat literacy.
In Azmodan's army, there will be one warrior demon for every six demons, and one elite demon for every thirty demons.
You can even see various war monsters created by Azmodan.
High-level demons such as greed demons.
Everything in the secret realm is gradual, and here they will see the spirit of the Seven Demon Kings of Hell.
When Azmodan actually appears, this baptism will be over.
Because Rorschach and Wayne's immortality is based on Tarik's existence.
As soul beings, the three ancestors can certainly easily defeat this illusion, which is only half as powerful as the Demon King of Hell.
It is even said that if the three ancestors were still alive, one of them could break through this illusion.
With the blessing of Harrogas, the three living ancestors have the power to make Baldu, the King of Destruction, retreat.
But not now.
The three ancestors are dead, and Tarik, who has a single soul body, can only struggle with the devil of hell with half the strength, just like Cassius did to Andariel.
Fortunately, this time it was just to let the two seriously ill recruits feel the reality they were about to face, and there was no need to fight Azmodan.
"Azmodan."
Rorschach chanted the name of this hell demon.
"The strongest commander in hell, his men defeated the Angel Legion more than once in the eternal war. Every time, Imprius could only rush in and fight alone to reverse the situation, just like me now.
Of course, occasionally he would bring Tyrell to help him clear the way."
When Tarik spoke of Tyrael, he glanced at Rorschach beside him.
People favored by justice are sometimes stubborn and unimaginable.
"Killing a wire-haired rat? Ending early?"
Wayne doesn't feel good.
"Will it hurt to die here?"
Rorschach said calmly.
"It hurts just as much as dying. But you can get a period of respite after death, and you can seamlessly transition from life to death."
Talik held the Proof of Shame by his side with both hands, and now he could see the scars on the leg of the earth-thumping demon at the front of the demon army.
Rorschach hung the ax back on his waist. He didn't intend to fight here.
After all, Talik has told them that they are worse than ants here.
To experience death and then get the "truth" is the purpose of Talik bringing them here.
Resistance in this situation is futile.
Wayne planned to give it a try. After all, he didn't want to experience the feeling of death.
"ha!"
"Xia!"
Talik let out two war cries, and a huge shock wave spread out in this place.
The gravel on the ground flew away with the shock wave.
Rorschach and Matthew were blown to the ground by the huge wind pressure.
This was a situation that Talik deliberately controlled.
The demon army in the distance occupied their sight,
You can't see the edge of the demon army on both sides, and you can't see the end of it from the front.
"These guys are coming to our world?"
Rorschach muttered, and the blue wings of light appeared faintly behind him.
Anger is building.
"I wish I didn't know anything."
Wayne's tone was deliberately relaxed. He held his handaxe and stared at the approaching demon army.
"How can power have no reason? We don't play conspiracy, because those who play conspiracy can easily be corrupted by Azmodan and Belial.
None of us who still exist on the Holy Mountain are mentally defective."
Talik said casually, he didn't want the barbarian to be misunderstood.
Then Talik launched a charge against the demon army, and the Token of Shame in his hand drew a deep mark on the ground.
Leap Slash Arreat's Call!
Tarik landed in the middle of the demon like a cannonball.
This landing point was carefully chosen by Talik, who was surrounded by demons with hard bodies.
The demons within a radius of nearly a kilometer where he landed were pulled in the direction of Tarik by the suddenly generated shock wave.
The call of Arreat is a rune that allows barbarians to gather enemies and then deal with them more efficiently.
"ha!"
Tarik roared and waved half of the heavy sword in his hand, and a bone-chilling chill came from the blade!
Cleave·Ice and Snow Storm!
The moment the sword blade touched the demon's body, ice crystals adhered to the place of contact.
With a crisp sound of ice being broken, the surrounding demon was cut into two pieces. The fracture was still filled with ice crystals, and the demon's blood as hot as magma failed to melt the frost.
The Proof of Shame allows Cleave to do more damage with less anger. Talik is the legendary barbarian who is best at controlling anger. The Proof of Shame is the embodiment of his ability to continue fighting!
Cleave generates anger, and big skills consume anger. With the help of the life recovery caused by the extinction of anger brought by the natural bloodthirst, Tarik is an endless meat grinder on the battlefield.
He has mastered all the advanced runes of the cleave skill, and the three damage attributes of frost, fire, and thunder can adapt to any situation.
The skills to generate anger have been released, and the next step is the big skill to release anger!
Talik gently jumped up on the spot, only rising to the height of a matchbox.
But when it landed, it was like a meteor hitting the ground, causing a shock wave even more terrifying than the previous jump slash!
The ground within a range of three thousand meters sank more than half a meter deep, and dust rose up, which was blown away in the blink of an eye by Talik's roar!
Earthquake·The sky is falling and the earth is falling!
A violent shock wave rose from the edge of the deep depression area and recoiled back in the direction of Talik.
The fragile demons within the range were directly torn into pieces by the violent shock wave, and hot blood and residual limbs were poured onto Tarik's body along with the shock wave!
Those powerful demons staggered to Talik's side.
Cleave and slash, boundless sweep!
Lightning wrapped around the evidence of shame and streaked across the bodies of all the surrounding demons.
The currents criss-crossed, like a power grid! They were beating between demons.
Under the influence of the electric current, the demons' bodies stiffened as they ushered in the second slash of destruction!
The heavy sword with electric light once again eliminated the demons around him. The blood on Tarik's body dried up in the electric current and became as hard as a shell.
Whirlwind·Hurricane!
The demons that had been gathered around Tarik were swept by a gust of cold wind, and immediately filled the vacancy of the dead demons.
What follows is a continuous cycle of cleave and whirlwind slashes.
In just three seconds, no demon within the range survived!
"Die!"
Talik jumped into the air again, aiming at the location of another group of demons and jumping.
This fight has just begun!
Wayne and Rorschach were dripping with sweat as they looked at the demons that had been cleared out of a clearing!
The splattered demon blood made them feel terrifying energy.
A drop of blood fell on Rorschach's feet, making him feel the fear he felt when he was surrounded by hundreds of zombies in the secret realm.
The energy in this drop of blood exceeds the sum of hundreds of low-level zombies!
"Wow!"
A cry came from the demon. Although neither Wayne nor Rorschach knew what the demon was shouting, this did not prevent them from understanding the situation from the surrounding demons.
Unless Talik dies, they will not die completely.
Now it's their turn to face these demons.
Talik's incessant roars and the masses of dead demons made them truly feel how powerful the ancestors who were joking with them and wanting to hear stories were.
This chapter has been completed!