Among the ruins of Dream Prison, Gruchak ran all the way.
Although this guy is not the kind of idiot who can't read a map, he doesn't intend to follow the map.
When he was young, he entered the secret realm where the terrain could not be destroyed and fought, so he had an abnormal obsession with not taking the ordinary path.
There is nothing better for Gruchak than rushing to his destination.
"Hey! Mocott! If you're not dead yet, please give me some movement and come out!"
Gruchak shouted loudly in his mouth as he walked towards the place where Mocott's breath last appeared.
But it is a pity that no one has responded to him yet.
The Dream Prison was completely empty after the previous large-scale sweep, and a lot of people were left on the outside to monitor the place.
But ordinary people don't have the courage to walk here.
They didn't know if a demon would burst out from somewhere in this place where water and electricity were cut off.
For ordinary people, when facing the devil, they can only pray that they die quickly.
This way you can at least suffer less.
"A place full of sorrow and sin. If I were a devil, I would also like this location.
It's a pity that I'm not a devil, so I hate this damn prison!"
Gruchak said to himself.
Finding something to do is a common state for barbarians when there are no companions around.
Living alone and constantly killing demons is a very boring day for anyone.
Although many Nephalem found reasons to persist in the process of killing demons.
But Gruchak is not such a guy.
Fighting is no fun for him.
Even when he was on the Holy Mountain, talking about past battles with his acquaintances was just a way for him to cater to his friends.
There is never anything praiseworthy about killing.
No matter how you say it, you are depriving yourself of life.
Just let this happen like this, and then let him not leave any traces in his memory.
This is what Gruchak thinks when facing the fight.
"Mocott, if you really want to sleep forever, you'd better think about what Bulcasso would do.
I guess that guy will probably find a way to awaken other souls, or do you think someone can do it better than you?"
Gruchak had already reached the place where Mocott disappeared with the hammer.
In the end, he tried to persuade Mocott by saying words that he couldn't even remember where he heard them from.
"You bastard, who did you hear this from?
If you're here to help, come in quickly!"
Mocott replied, although his voice sounded very weak.
It seems that Mocott did not win in the battle with Nian Hammer.
He may even be at a disadvantage and struggling to hold on.
"That Craig defeated Hamelin, but you were almost killed by a hammer?
Are you telling me a joke?"
Gruchak said very impolitely, and then stretched out his hands to withdraw a path in the void that was large enough for him to pass.
"Hammer, right? Although he's not the most suitable kind of demon for me to deal with, this guy is pretty good."
Gruchak walked towards the portal with a relaxed expression.
The most powerful thing about the hammer is its physical impact.
For Gruchak, a guy who can ignore most non-physical damage, this enemy is not the easiest to deal with.
But he is indeed Gruchak's type.
A fool who only believes in muscles will certainly feel happy if he meets the same type of enemy.
Then a huge stone leg stabbed him in the chest, and the hammer-pounding leg was still very strong.
Gruchak's body just paused for a moment, and then he walked over with the hammer's thick legs on his shoulder.
“It seems that there is not much difference between me now and when I was alive.
Eh? When did I gather my body?"
Gruchak dived into the portal while talking, and Shunda closed the door.
…
"This hammer looks a little weak, doesn't it?
Mocott, did you abuse him before I came here?"
After entering this space, Gruchak immediately noticed the scars everywhere on the hammer.
The scars on a demon made of stone are naturally pitted like the surface of the moon.
Every wound was broken by Mokete with his own ruthlessness.
Although Gruchak didn't care whether the demon felt pain, it made him look a little painful.
It's like hearing someone say that they had toothpicks stuck between their toenails and kicked them hard against the wall...
"I said, can't you make your ruthlessness less ferocious?
It hurts when I look at this hammer!"
After Gruchak said this, he looked at Mocott.
Then he felt more pain...
The body constructed by the anger Mocott borrowed from Rumlow already looked in tatters.
Only one of the two legs can still be regarded as a leg, and the other has become minced meat and fallen to the ground...
The remaining leg also has no sole, and it looks like the sole of the foot has been crushed back and forth by a tank.
A small part of the skull was broken, and the brains were spilled out.
"Hiss, did you hit yourself on the head with Wu Mian's Morning Star Hammer?
If this is the case, why don't you just open your realm and then go back to the Holy Mountain to find someone for help?
Or are you afraid that your failure to defeat a demon will be treated as a joke?"
Gruchak clenched his fists.
It was obvious that this guy was starting to get angry.
"I'm just worried that if I let this guy out, the young people outside will be massacred by him.
Just like you believe that I won't lose, I also believe that you will come to me."
Mocott's voice was muffled, which didn't sound good.
Fortunately, Gruchak's voice isn't very nice either.
So Gruchak won't say anything nonsense because of Mokot's voice.
"You really fucking moved me... When you said that, I remembered that each of these legendary demons can teleport.
But I still can't figure out why these bastards don't run away."
It took Gruchak half a moment to hold back these words.
Then he walked towards the hammer holding his arms.
"It's a hammer, right? You've been beaten for so many days, can you still speak?"
Gruchak's posture was not very convenient for attacking, but Nian Hammer had no intention of taking this opportunity to make a sneak attack.
"able."
Nian Hammer didn't know what his thoughts were, but he answered Gruchak's question honestly.
Maybe he couldn't bear to fool an idiot?
It is said that these fools are the best to be corrupted, because they are not smart enough and only believe what they see.
As long as you get some "facts" in your eyes, this fool will be completely heartbroken.
However, Gruchak is a fool among fools. He only believes in what he thinks... and what he sees doesn't count...
It was as if he saw the flames burning his comrades, but he still thought it was just an illusion.
In fact, the devil deceived his vision and used this opportunity to punch and kick his friend...
To corrupt such an idiot among idiots, the Demon Lord of Hell may need to inject his soul with the source of the Burning Hell.
But none of the hell demons would do this to Gruchak.
Because Gruchakra lowered the average IQ of the Nephalem is already terrifying, and the Hell Demon is not going to let him lower the average IQ of the Burning Hell.
Even the Demon King of Hell suspected that even after being corrupted, this guy would still consider himself a barbarian for a long time.
Especially since there were no mirrors and water in the Burning Hell, he could not see what he would look like after becoming a demon.
Even if he sees himself transformed into a demon, he will probably think that the King of Lies has come up with an illusion to deceive him.
"Oh, then shut up.
I'm about to start, just hold on a little longer."
Gruchak said casually to the hammer.
Mokete and Nian Hammer on the side sighed helplessly at the same time.
It is indeed too difficult to communicate with idiots.
"Wuhu~"
Gruchak let out a weird war cry and tightly hugged the thinnest leg of the hammer with both hands.
In fact, all the legs of the hammer are originally the same thickness.
But after being scratched and pulled many times by Wu Mian with spikes, different thicknesses appeared.
With a flash of anger on Gruchak's body, the hammer's scarred body lost control and hit the ground hard.
This guy with great strength and rough fighting style is still very powerful when facing a large demon.
Just like no one would use joint techniques against an octopus monster, Gruchak's skills in combat are not very refined.
It's not like that weapons master who can achieve maximum combat effect with minimum physical cost.
Barbarians like Gruchak like to directly use their maximum strength to deal with their opponents.
You only have to take one shot, so that can be regarded as saving energy, right?
"boom!"
Nian Hammer's body fell to the ground, causing Mokot's domain to tremble.
Mokot's realm is called no mercy. Where there is no mercy, anyone can maintain their sanity to the greatest extent during the battle.
So Nian Hammer calmly accepted the result of being beaten.
The price was a completely broken leg.
The other legs also shattered into pieces and fell into pieces.
"I didn't expect Bulcasso to ask you to come over."
Mocott glanced at Gruchak's appearance and said.
"Bulkess? I didn't tell him I was coming.
I also asked Calga to keep it a secret."
Gruchak waved the broken hammer's leg twice.
It looks like he is trying to see if this blunt instrument is good enough.
The next moment, the hammer's leg hit the other leg of the hammer!
"This thing is quite useful as a blunt weapon~"
Gruchak said with a surprised look on his face.
The hammer on the ground lost a leg again.
He stood up with difficulty, his body glowing red.
As a legendary demon, Nian Hammer has physical attack power that is not inferior to that of the Plague King, but his body has received too much damage in the past.
Mocott's hammer can be called a torture instrument.
So he has to use his magic with physical attack!
Rubbles fell from the sky and hit Gruchak firmly!
This move is actually quite powerful. It looks like a physical attack, but it's actually magic damage.
But it’s no use at all…
Gruchak's resistance to magic is beyond imagination.
Power Faith, a passive skill created by him, can only reduce non-physical damage by 20% on other barbarians.
But for Gruchak himself, it was nearly 80% or more...
Only by being so powerful can one's own power become the passive talent passed down to the barbarians!
Barbarians who have condensed this kind of skill, regardless of the bonus of weapons to combat effectiveness, are generally stronger than barbarians who left behind legendary equipment...
"What are you doing? If you can't beat me, just put sand in your eyes, right?"
Gruchak did not disappoint Mocott...
He narrowed his eyes and stepped viciously on the hammer.
"I can't accept dying in a wheel battle..."
"Didn't I tell you to shut up? Whenever you speak, I feel uncomfortable!"
Gruchak interrupted Nian Hammer rudely.
I have to say that he was quite foresight, knowing that the words from the devil's mouth would only make him unhappy.
Gruchak's feet are causing earthquakes!
This guy’s understanding of the Earthquake skill isn’t quite right either…
When the old general Qualkek taught the young barbarians, the earthquake skill was to use the power of the earth to communicate with anger to attack the enemy.
But here in Gruchak, earthquake means, "stamp your feet as hard as you can and make the ground tremble with the force."
As for the effect...the two are pretty much the same.
Anyway, the ground is cracking and lava is coming out.
It's just that when others use Earthquake, the damage is fixed.
When Gruchak uses Earthquake, the damage depends on where he steps and how hard he uses it...
"Gaba~"
Another leg of the hammer was broken.
Gruchak stepped on his thigh...
"I remember that the Hammer seems to be the devil's vehicle?
Why do you have to be so special in Nian Hammer? There aren’t even any other demons on your back?”
Gruchak spat mocking words and looked at the place where the hammer was stepped on and it cracked.
Then magma emerged from the crack...
"I said, as long as your muscles are strong enough, you can have anything you want.
Stop staring at me and talking nonsense, look, can you make magma come out of the hammer?"
Gruchak said to Mocott with an arrogant look.
"I can't, but I think this is an accident."
Mocott said angrily.
When you meet an idiot, just follow him.
Reasoning may not make sense to a fool.
The Earth-beating Demon race, like the Hell Host, is actually a means of transportation to the Burning Hell.
The earth-beating demon is the car, and the hell host is the subway...
I have to say that in terms of public transportation, Burning Hell does a much better job than Sanctuary.
And these means of transportation are basically free, although only demons can take them.
And the Hammer... can be regarded as a unique limited edition luxury car from the Burning Hell...
Although this luxury car is considered to have high-level combat capabilities among demons.
"Who am I carrying on my back?
You can take a good guess!
Maybe it will be a surprise!”
The hammer made a cruel sound.
"I don't like guessing riddles!"
Gruchak punched him in the head.
"Hamelin has been dealt with, right? At that time, I only detected the auras of these two demons.
They were the only two legendary demons present at that time."
Mocott said slowly as he watched the hammer begin to turn into dust little by little.
Gruchak was able to end the battle so easily because of Mocott's previous battle.
But Mocott doesn't care who deserves the glory of this battle, as long as he can kill the devil.
“The more powerful people are, the more they drive expensive luxury cars.
This is what I heard from Jessica and others on the Holy Mountain.
Although that big rat in Hamelin is more powerful than a hammer, he’s not strong enough to ride in this luxury sports car, right?”
Gruchak scratched his head and felt the abundant strength in his body.
What he heard made sense, but it was not absolute for humans.
Jessica’s knowledge has not reached that of the wealthy class of mankind...
But it is obvious that Bulcaisel provided the strength to bring him here, not just to clean up a half-dead hammer.
Although Gruchak himself may not be aware of this.
This chapter has been completed!