654 The Ghost of the Elite Overlord is a little troublesome

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"Damn it, what are you talking about?

 The best thing we can do now is to leave as soon as possible when they are fighting hard!"

The wise man said something that seemed to make sense. If they were just a group of poor people without any power, there would be nothing wrong with doing so.

 Sublimity is never something that can be asked of others.

It is precisely because of this that sublimity is an emotion that people aspire to.

 “I can help them! And they will win!”

The polka-dot man seemed a little dazed. This guy who was troubled by mental illness finally made up his mind at this time.

 “Hey! Guys! Stay out of the way! I’m going to attack!”

  polka-dot man yelled at Steve and the others.

 It's not that he doesn't want to attack accurately, it's just that without his own equipment, his attacks will become very confusing.

 At least it is impossible to lock on any target.

 “What is that guy talking about?”

  Luke used a charge to get out of the attack range of the last Earthbreaker, and took the time to shout to Steve.

 He really didn’t hear clearly what the polka dot man said.

“He seemed to be trying to get us out of this place and was planning to do something.”

 Steve has heard about it, but it's just not his style to avoid this kind of thing.

This guy likes to bear all the things he can or even cannot bear.

 This is also a noble thing.

“Man, I don’t know how much you can do it though!

 But now you’d better take refuge first! It’s enough for us here!”

 After hearing Steve’s words, Luke directly rejected the Polka Dots’ application to participate in the battle.

This approach seems a bit arrogant, but it has been done by barbarians for countless years.

 “He’s right! Leave now!”

The wise man shouted and grabbed the polka-dot man by the neck.

This guy named Wise Man has really good physical fitness. At least he has no problem dragging away a guy like Polka Dot Man who has a somewhat poor physical fitness.

 Although his purpose for doing this seems not to be simply to save the Polka-dot people.

 Being good at leveraging other people’s strengths is perhaps also a form of wisdom?

 “I can help!”

The polka-dot man shouted hysterically, his body full of madness.

 Most of the mentally ill are stubborn, like stubbornly thinking that they are an apple.

 It is very difficult to change their minds anyway, especially when this guy has done quite a lot of damage.

 Wave dots of various colors began to appear on the bodies of people with polka dots.

 Twice a day, this is the second time today.

The first time he discharged the wave points, he just happened to deal with the surrounding demons.

Although those demons are only at the level of miscellaneous soldiers.

It is precisely because of this fierce performance that a wise man would choose a polka-dot man to fight alongside him.

"damn it!"

 After the wise man said these words, he had already stayed away from the Polka-dot man.

 Being hit by those toys-like things, he would definitely not be able to bear the kind of damage!

 “I can help! I can be a superhero too!”

 The polka-dot man yelled crazily!

 His bottom line purpose of madness is just to become a superhero.

 It's a bit sad. Apparently he not only hates his mother, but maybe also loves her as much.

 A child with low self-esteem who wants to satisfy a domineering mother?

 This can probably sum up the state of polka-dot people.

 “What is that?”

Luke used his stick to knock off some debris from the leg of the last warrior, Earth Demon, and saw the changes in the polka-dot man.

 Luke felt danger in those colorful things!

This feeling is very strong, at least stronger than when he faced a group of warriors beating the earth demon.

“I don’t know, but there are always some different guys among the guys locked up in Dream Prison.”

 Steve shouted and appeared directly next to Luke.

The tower shield in his hand stood on the ground, guarding the direction of the polka-dot man.

 As for the Earth-pounding Demon?

The threat that guy brings seems not as strong as that of the polka-dot man.

This guy who blows himself up is really too dangerous.

               

 A series of wave points were fired out, and it felt like ten thousand children shooting at random with toy guns.

Those wavy points that look like toy plastic pieces are emitting irregularly!

"grass!"

Luke shouted and withdrew his hand from the shield's protective range.

 An obvious wound on the hand is bleeding!

Even a large piece of flesh and blood has disappeared!

“Your defense is like this, so how many times have you been attacked?”

 Steve's face became serious when he saw the wound.

 “Damn, I only felt hurt once!”

Luke said through gritted teeth.

 The wound has stopped bleeding, but the pain is still there.

  Luke's defense was to the extent that it ignored most modern weapons.

Being hurt so easily taught Luke the need to be cautious.

 “An injury?

 You have Johanna to thank for the shield that is a total legend.

 Otherwise we would be almost gone by now.”

 Steve listened to the sound on the shield, and his body began to glow with golden light.

This tower shield is a legend inherited by Johanna, and it can be used by the heir without any restrictions.

 “Is that earth-thumping devil dead?”

Luke adjusted his posture, which was a convenient posture for charging.

 Continuous and effective damage is one of the best options when facing the Nephalem.

 The other is direct crushing.

 The continuous effective damage can ignore the current Nephalem vials.

 “I haven’t heard yet…”

 “Ding~wow~”

 “Okay, that earth-thumping devil is dead.

 The sound of gold coins and equipment falling has already been heard.”

 Steve said somewhat helplessly.

This can be regarded as a reminder after the death of the devil.

 It works pretty well anyway.

 “Then when will these things end?”

  Luke extended the blunt objects in his hands out of the protective range of the shield, intending to feel the impact of these things.

The previous blow only made Luke feel sharp, but Luke didn't feel the pure impact at all.

He now wants to know whether these wave points are powerful because of the intensity of the launch or because the things themselves are very scary.

                        

  Dots streaked across Luke's blunt weapon, and now Luke knew what it was like.

 The impact force cannot be said to be zero, but it is far from the level of a firearm.

 The high damage of these gadgets comes from the wave points themselves.

“It depends on when the guy is done.

That guy is obviously crazy and it looks like there will be no results for a while."

 Steve said helplessly.

 The battle here is over, but Steve and Luke are stuck here.

  It is simply impossible to support other places as planned.

 …

“How much strength does that guy at the Hammer have now that he had at his peak?”

 Rumlow asked casually while stepping on a pile of demon corpses.

 The contact between boots and flesh made a squeaking sound.

 It sounds like the viscosity is quite high. Perhaps demon blood is high in blood lipids and viscous by human standards?

 “How do I know this?

You are still a long way from being a hammer. I will give you the answer after you actually meet the hammer."

 Ancestor Mocott also spoke in a very casual tone.

 The time spent with Rumlow at least allowed this guy who was originally awkward to speak to learn to speak again.

Although I can't say anything like tongue twisters, my normal conversation is still very smooth.

“Then can you tell me how much strength that Ozil still retains?”

 Rumlow kicked the wall blocking the way and asked by the way.

 They were divided into several teams and were comprehensively exploring the Dream Prison.

 This is not a horror movie, and Rumlow is not black.

 Otherwise, the approach of "There seems to be movement ahead, let's go and see it separately" is undoubtedly courting death.

This has almost become a law of horror movies, whoever says this will die.

 “Ozil?

 Do you know the biggest difference between angels and demons?”

Mocott asked with a smile.

"Color is not the same?"

“As long as angels still exist, they can absorb all energy representing themselves and return to their original state.

 As for demons, only the Seven Demon Kings can do this."

Morcott gave the answer directly.

Ancestor Mocott doesn't like to go around in twists and turns, and he doesn't have any playful nature at this time.

 To put it simply, Mocott is too serious.

“In other words, as long as Ozil can obtain Johnny’s body, he can immediately return to his peak?

 I don’t want to fight him at this time.

too hot!"

While Rumlow was speaking, he slapped the head of a Sinking Demon into his chest, and then shook his hand.

“I used to be quite clean, but now I seem to be a lot rougher.

 If it had been before, I would have gone looking for a place to wash my hands now.”

“There used to be many savages who liked to be clean.”

 “So what changed?”

“Later? Then they began to wash their hands with the blood of demons.”

 The conversation ended directly at this point.

 Wash your hands with the blood of the devil?

 This is something that normal people cannot do.

 Devil's blood is also very hot, enough to scald an average person's body.

“Okay, high temperature helps with disinfection. I think I see a ghost in front of me?”

  When Rumlow said this, his whole body became nervous.

 It’s not that the ghost is very strong, it’s just that he simply hates ghosts.

The feeling of being almost killed by this thing when he first entered the secret realm was still fresh in his memory.

People are always impressed by their first time.

“An elite ghost with no clan around him.

 So you know who that guy is?"

Mocott reminded with a smile.

 “Well, at least he’s an overlord.

I can accept it as long as it doesn’t have a strong arc, and that guy better have the affix of Fire Chain on him.”

 Rumlow shook his shoulders, obviously he was ready to fight.

Chain of Fire refers to the "link" affix, which can connect several demons together.

 The cord connecting them is a flame, which will harm anyone who touches the fire chain.

  But for the Overlord Demon, this entry is of no use at all.

“Actually, your fighting style is most suitable for following that guy Volusk.

 Though, that guy is more suitable to learn from Bulcasso and the others to spin."

Mocott said very relaxedly.

 Rumlow's Hammer of the Ancestors is pretty good, and it does considerable damage with one hammer blow.

 This makes Mocott satisfied.

 After all, Mocott himself is the kind of person who likes to hit demons with a hammer.

“The Hammer of the Ancestors requires too much rage. Every time I hit three hammers, I feel like I’m a sage.

 So how do you achieve the fighting method of reclaiming wasteland that you mentioned?"

 Rumlow tilted his neck and rolled his eyes.

 “You need the help of a legendary weapon.

 When I return to the Holy Mountain, I will get rid of Bulcaisel and help you.

Now the stench on your body is almost covered up by other smells.

Burkeso’s attitude toward you will be better than before.”

Mocott laughed heartily.

 Sin will not be eliminated, but as people experience it, more things will occupy their lives.

 The current Rumlow can barely be considered half and half.

so so.

“Forget it, although Bulcaisel said that I can barely be considered a good person, I am still afraid that he will give me a hammer directly.

 When I was lying on the ground, his hammer was less than one centimeter away from me.

If you and Ancestor Talik hadn't blocked it, I would be dead!

 Do you know how much psychological harm that will do to a child whose life is less than a fraction of yours?"

 Rumlow adjusted his stance as he spoke. He was ready to charge at any time.

 Demons like ghosts appear and disappear, so it’s not good to be too nervous.

“I think you still deserve to die anyway. But you have to do some good things before you die.”

 “Merced Mocott, I know.

I just hope that you won’t slap me on the head with mercy when the time comes.

That hammer of yours is the most ferocious hammer I have ever seen. To be honest, your hammer is really not a torture instrument?"

After Rumlow finished speaking, he hit the hammer of the ancestors on the ground!

 The huge shock wave hit the elite overlord ghost directly!

“I don’t deny at all that I would feel uncomfortable if a sinner died happily, but I don’t like torture.

 The spikes on Wu Mian are just to weaken the opponent better during battle.

Some guys are more experienced in combat and can hit harder with the hammer, but the spikes will still leave wounds on their bodies.

 Pain will somewhat distract some enemies.”

Mocott said casually.

 He was not worried at all that Rumlow would not be able to defeat this elite overlord ghost.

 This is nothing to worry about.

  Rumlow is going to die anyway.

 “So is this considered insidious?”

“This is the wisdom of fighting. There will always be times when you want to do this.”

 At this point in the conversation, Rumlow launched a direct charge at the erratic ghost!

The heavy hammer in his hand was like a shovel, shoveling the ghost away directly! Then it hit the ground hard!

“Honestly, I sometimes think that the Lux Bracers would be more suitable for me.”

 Rumlow said, clasping his hands!

 The Hammer of the Ancestors has solidified once again!

“But now that you have such strength, you have to thank the Bracers of the Ancients on your hands.

This is a rare piece of legendary equipment that can bring powerful combat effectiveness without much attribute bonus.

 Your luck is really good.”

When Mocott finished speaking, the Hammer of the Ancestors in Rumlow's hand fell heavily on the head of the elite overlord ghost!

Then, one demon turned into a bunch of demons without any harm!

 “Fuck! Phantom affix!”

 “Well, I take back what you said about your luck.”

  The demon with the phantom body affix can be transformed into another person, which is very troublesome...


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