430 Methods of Recycling and Reusing Garbage

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   On the sacred mountain of Harrogath.

 Luke and Jessica are standing on the martial arts field.

 At this time, they were unusually relaxed.

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

This ground can be said to be a martial arts arena, but rather an open space that is barely flat.

There are no stone bricks visible on the ground, but the land is tamped very solidly.

"Ready?"

Jessica said softly and pointed forward.

 The God of War's Blade emerged from the other hand.

 Olac’s influence continues, and this legend continues to bring benefits to Jessica.

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

 Purple people.

 He can appear here in such a posture, thanks to Rasuk's friendly help.

 Although he himself would definitely not be happy.

 After all, he couldn't hold on until Luke and Jessica took revenge on him with his body hanging on the stone.

 Even if the temperature on the Holy Mountain is not too high now, rot will still happen.

 The rotten meat is hanging on the rocks. Nausea is not a big problem. This will not affect the combat effectiveness of the purple people, but the rot will.

 As the flesh and blood rotted, Ziren felt that he was almost turning into an indescribable piece of dried matter, which had no other effect except nausea.

 Lasuk made a suit of iron armor and wrapped it around his body, thus maintaining his combat effectiveness.

Incidentally, writing has been enhanced.

 After all, Rasuk had some technical exchanges with Tony.

 So this iron skin has a lot of Rasuk’s whimsical ideas.

For example, first break the stone elbow of the purple man, and then hang up a hydraulic bearing to increase the amplitude of the force.

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.

Lasuk doesn’t care whether the scum is in pain or not.

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

 “Are you going to kill me?”

 Zi Ren’s voice sounded, with some expectation.

This feeling of "living" is not as good as the peace of mind after death.

Although he didn’t know anything after his death, maybe it was a bit of a coincidence that the time happened to be the time when he died and became autistic.

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  He knows nothing about the world after death anyway.

Zi Ren now knows why he is still alive in this place.

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

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

Luke and Jessica on the other side did not talk to Ziren, but whispered.

 “Are you relieved that he is like this?”

Luke said into Jessica's ear. Jessica's face turned red and she gave Luke a "little punch" in complaint.

 The movements are like coquettishness, but the strength is not...

 Jessica originally had enough strength, but now this punch almost sent Luke into a nervous state. ①

“I said in my heart that I didn’t really want to torture him, but I still couldn’t get angry.”

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

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

  What kind of crazy idea is this?

 To torture the enemy or not to torture?

Even though Luke wanted to say 10,000 MMP words in his heart, he still swallowed them for his own happiness.

 Jessica's recent changes were somewhat beyond his imagination.

 Strength, height, endurance...

 This always makes him feel like driving a big car...

 “The things he did would be considered light if he died for ten thousand words.”

Luke said this.

Although the tone is very gentle, it still feels weird.

 Fortunately, Jessica didn't pay attention to these things.

Even if Purple Man died ten thousand times, it wouldn't be enough to relieve his anger. It's just that barbarians are really not very good at torturing people.

“I can imitate several torture instruments from Duriel’s Lair, if you need them.”

 Lasuk stood behind Luke and Jessica and whispered.

  This is not a glorious thing. Making instruments of torture is not something that serious people do.

 Lasuk was a little afraid that he would be ridiculed by other ancestors about this matter.

 The nickname "Rasuk, the Maker of Torture Instruments" is not pleasant at all.

 But he said it anyway.

 It was finally his turn to take care of the young man.

 Thinking of this, Rasuk felt a little relieved.

 When he was on the Holy Mountain, he was the young man who was always cared for by many parties.

Now that we can continue the beautiful tradition, what reason is there not to do so?

 When in a sheltered place, people who don’t know how to support each other are always the most pitiful.

 After all, wandering in the devil jungle without a partner, loneliness is the biggest enemy.

 When barbarians face their enemies, they rarely torture them and usually kill them. Torture is not a professional thing to do.

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.

 Looks like he's a little eager to give it a try.

 If Jessica continues to struggle, the day will pass quickly. It is better to make up her mind early.

Incidentally, it also allows Luke to show his courage at home, which will help change the family position.

 “Sharp-backed wooden horses, wheels and other things.”②

 Lasuk looked disgusted.

Duriel's lair is really not a good place. There are torture tools and other things that you can't even imagine, but there is nothing that the big insect of Duriel can't do.

Luke didn’t quite understand what was so scary about these two things, but he got a rough idea from Rasuk’s disgusted expression.

 It’s just cruel anyway.

 “Me?! Can you listen to what others are saying!”③

 The purple man roared, but his body remained motionless.

The iron sheet that Rasuk wrapped him in was not very regular, with burrs and bulges everywhere inside.

Even though his body is no longer that of a human being, every move he makes makes him feel heart-wrenching pain.

This is not a strengthening at all, but a complete weakening!

  Ziren considers himself not a strong-willed guy. When he was suffering from this kind of pain, he just wanted to stand still.

However, no one paid any attention to him.

 Luke looked at Jessica's face and was a little worried: "What's wrong?"

“It’s nothing, it’s just that I want to bring him to death cruelly, and it won’t take too long.” Jessica said: “After all, I’m not the only one he tortured, many people died in pain.”

 Luke shook his head. Such contradictory requirements are really difficult.

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

 This situation is only slightly better than Party A saying "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 this means that later on, you will say "it's good, but it doesn't feel right" or "it's not quite as good as I thought" to express no.

 “If only Leoric were still here.”

 Lasuk said with some nostalgia.

Leoric will have good ideas, such as pulling up dead people and killing them several times. Skeleton King is very good at this.

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

 When the character comes, you can also sing a little song using the sound of bones breaking.

While they were distressed, Madoc was watching everything happening here at the door of the Elders' Temple.

 It's just that his face doesn't look very good either.

 The fact that the Purple Man is still alive is considered a "gift" from the barbarians, but more importantly, the Purple Man can provide Jessica and Luke with a trial.

 But with Ziren’s current look of “just kill me quickly”, Madoc didn’t think this guy had any use.

 That means the purple man doesn’t need to eat, otherwise Maddock may directly give a sad warning.

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

"Kahn, what do you think about us finding some people to farm the land? It seems a waste to leave the fertile land on the Holy Mountain empty."

Madoc found a topic to avoid directly executing the sad warning now.

 “I don’t know how to farm.”

 Kahn took out the hooligans and provocateurs and made a few random gestures.

 This is his habit.

The title of Sword Master is different from that of Battle Master.

 This is not an honor that can be obtained by killing many demons, this is the praise that comes with the pinnacle of technology.

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

 He always has to swing his sword from time to time to get a feel for it. A battle may break out at any time, and he cannot ask the opponent to wait for him to finish warming up and reach his peak condition.

"I mean, let's find some people. We dead people can't use gold coins anyway."

Madoc continued speaking, grabbing a large handful of gold coins and tossing them around.

 Looks like it’s raining.

 The purchasing power of this thing is almost clear to Madoc, and it will have no impact if it is used to hire some farmers.

 “I don’t know how to farm!”

Kahn's voice became louder, and the two swords in his hands cut through the air.

 He seemed a little impatient.

   …”

 Maddock gave up discussing the farming issue with Kahn, and then he just exploded.

 Because he saw Ziren lying directly on the ground, looking like he was having fun.

"Me?! Do you have any pride as a villain? Did Diavolo choose you to be funny? Aren't you supposed to bring fear and let Diavolo's old dog happily chew a few bones!?

"

Madoc rushed out with a roar, the sadness in his hands was red!

Ziren even said he was a Venerable Sky Hammer and felt a little embarrassed.

Zi Ren awkwardly raised the "Heaven Hammer" from his side, with a "that's it" posture.

The sky hammer is full of holes, like a rusted shit stick...

 It’s not Constantine’s shit stick, it’s the kind that’s really used to stir shit.

His Heavenly Hammer has become like this after all kinds of torture, and Zi Ren has looked away.

 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 Madoc like a trained soldier, with some expectation flashing in his eyes.

It would be great if Maddock made a direct decision on this matter.

  After all, this way Luke can avoid being treated like Party B.

"Shut up! Then go to Cassius! Wait! Go to Couture!"

Madoc shouted angrily, because he remembered something, so he asked Luke to go find Cultur.

 It's just the mouthful of ? that makes him look a little annoying.

But Luke was not in a good position to remind Madoc.

If he is the younger brother at home, then in front of Maddock, his seat is not only grounded, it is connected to the underworld.

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

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

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

Looks a little too deliberately funny.

 Jessica laughed out loud.

 Fortunately, Jessica likes the tone.

Whether this is some kind of love between lovers, Maddock doesn't care.

 He was just secretly thinking about whether he should put more burdens on Luke.

 Just now we talked about planting land on the Holy Mountain, so I asked Luke to do it.

 It was a donkey who was blindfolded, and the difference between Luke and the donkey seemed not to be as big as imagined.

 Especially after covering your eyes.

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

"snort!"

Madoc made some noise in dissatisfaction, and then turned his attention to Ziren.

 “How do you want to die!”

 Full of threats.

Madoc can't stand this guy anymore.

This thing is worse than a puddle of mud.

"casual!"

Ziren is very tough and his tone is not very polite.

 A cross danced on Madoc's forehead.

"You wait!"

Madoc turned his head and left.

 He remembered that when he was still alive, he visited Duriel's old home once and brought back some souvenirs.

The kind of worm in the belly of a grotesque demon.

 He will not let the purple man lose his effect easily!

 This guy is no different from a demon anyway, so just give him a little help and let Luke and Jessica stop struggling.

 Hurry up and strengthen this thing, and then kill it.

Mardoc had some doubts as to whether Diablo's brain had been damaged by Bulcaisel, and he could even choose such a thing as his subordinate.

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

 Just don’t litter the garbage! It must be disposed of properly!

Madoc wouldn’t make the same mistake as Nick Fury!

These guys should be in the stove, and the heat generated can be used to make some contribution, at least to toast black bread!

 When Maddock left, he threw a ring to Rasuk.

 Looks very luxurious.

 Leoric's Signet Ring!

Leoric originally intended to give the ring to his eldest son, but misfortune destroyed his family before he could do so.

 This is what Mardoc got after killing the Holy King.

 “Rasuk, you know what to do after you use it.”

Madoc said these words and left.

He doesn’t care if his actions are noticed by others.

This thing is not suitable to be given to Bulcasso, as it will give Bulcasso some troublesome thoughts.

Even if Bulcaisel knew about it afterwards, he would be patient for the time being.

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

 This ring will appear in Leah's hand, which is Leoric's last continuation.

 This is how this thing should be handled.


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