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655 Who is more treacherous than whom?

  “Ha!”

 War cry!

  It is still common among savages.

 Sometimes some people wonder if a person among the barbarians who was congenitally mute could still fight normally.

 Most barbarians would feel uncomfortable if they didn't roar twice during battle.

But no such guy has appeared so far. There are still some differences between aphasia and aphasia.

“To be honest, at that time I thought you could become a good warrior.

 But I didn’t expect you to grow up so fast.

 Or is it that after you have loosened some of the knots in your heart, you have also liberated yourself from the shackles?"

Morcott’s soul was floating not far away, looking at Rumlow and the ghost of the elite overlord who were fighting.

Morcott himself is very open-minded, and everyone will die one day.

Although the lifespan of the Nephalem has always been an unknown issue, even old guys like Mokete have never seen anyone die.

 “It would be great if you could shut up while I fight!”

 Rumlow rolled on the ground to avoid the densely packed ghost claws, and took the time to roar in the direction of Mocott.

The movements are not very handsome, even a little awkward.

 But the dodge method is effective as long as it can save one's life. It is more cost-effective to get a little dust on your body than to leave a wound.

“Have you forgotten that I am looking forward to your death?

 At that time I seemed to have forgotten to tell you why I rushed to your side?"

Morcott tilted his head and said.

The eyes are a little cold.

“Later I heard their chatter from other ancestors.

 It seems that you had a fight with Cassius in order to seize this opportunity to stay by my side?"

  When Rumlow spoke, his body was twisted like a twist, and the weight in his hand spun directly.

Whirlwind!

Well, this is not a surprising thing.

 Speaking of which, barbarians who can go from beginning to end like Bulcasso and Sonya are exceptions.

whirlwind is a combat technique that is not difficult to use. Isn’t it just about keeping the center of gravity rotating?

 It doesn’t seem to be too difficult. At most, you just need to get used to this feeling.

 The essentials of action are not difficult for a barbarian with sufficient combat experience to master.

 It’s just that not many barbarians can keep turning.

 According to Talik, the brains can be shaken evenly.

 Is this considered a talent?

However, it is still very common to occasionally intersperse some whirlwinds during the battle. In other words, this is the correct way to use whirlwinds.

 “If I were in your position, I would not use Whirlwind but Slash.”

Morcott casually commented on Rumlow's fighting style.

Morcott's teaching of combat experience is also the reason why Rumlow can become the strongest person under Rorschach.

 “Okay, I remember it!

 Next time when the enemy surrounds me, as long as they have no way to attack immediately, I will use Cut.

 So what did you want to say before?”

 Rumlow stepped on the belly of the ghost, and the feet wearing iron boots sank directly into it.

The body material of ghosts is actually quite interesting. Although they can pass through obstacles and the like, they still have a physical body.

The bodies of these ghosts feel a bit like jelly when touched, but they are more resilient than jelly.

 There used to be a boring barbarian warrior who was always fighting demons in those hot places.

In order to keep himself cool, he grabbed seven or eight ghosts and tied them directly to his body as clothes.

Not to mention, the cooling effect is really good.

It is a pity that the contact between the ghost and the body will slowly take away a person's vitality. If it were not for this reason, the guy who had a sudden idea would not have died because he was gradually weakening.

Who said barbarians have no creativity?

Those reckless guys can always come up with some novel ways to die.

 After this guy, no barbarian would wear ghosts as clothing.

However, there are still people who use ghosts as sleeping bags.

“The reason why we want to seize this opportunity is because after you die, your body can be used by us a little bit.

 Don’t get me wrong, it’s not resurrection.

 If we had planned to be resurrected, we would not have refused the help of our first ancestors.

 It’s just that we guys all have some long-cherished wishes, you know?

I plan to use your body to burn hell and finally go crazy again."

Morcott said with a smile.

 “Well, this is not beyond my expectation.

 Savages love life so much, but strangely no one pursues resurrection from the dead.

This is really weird."

 Rumlow spat a mouthful of blood-laced saliva on the ground.

Then he rushed forward again, waving the heavy hammer in his hand.

 The hammer fell on the body of the ghost, causing the huge ghost to undergo a violent deformation like a piece of rice cake.

 “Resurrection from the dead?

 To die is to die, to live is to be alive.

 Should a person who has been resurrected from the dead be considered a living person or a dead person?

This is too vague.

 Ever since the first zombie-turned-barbarian appeared in front of Volusk and said that he would continue to fight.

Then we had a consensus when his head was smashed by Volusk.

 A dead person is a dead person, and coming back from the dead is a complete torture."

Morcott said in a somewhat strange tone, which sounded like he was warning Rumlow not to think about resurrection from the dead.

“I remember that Volusk challenged death, right?

 So the resurrection from the dead is actually a curse?

 Fuck! This damn ghost attacked me secretly!"

Lumlow shouted violently and then rushed into the group of ghosts arrogantly, waving the heavy hammer in his hand randomly.

 Well, frantic and suppressed.

The compatibility of these two combat techniques is quite good, and they are very useful at this time.

“Yes, dead, but not completely dead.

There is nothing I can do, I can only watch my body rot little by little, and then the rotten flesh falls to the ground.

 Until his withered arm broke when he wielded the weapon, and then he was beaten again.

In the end, I can only fall to the ground like a paralyzed person, waiting for the "living" that I don't know when it will end."

  Morcott burst out laughing when he said this.

 It seemed as if he was remembering the appearance of such an unlucky guy in the past.

“That’s really miserable, so it’s because the soul is restricted by the body?”

 Lumlow seized the opportunity to condense the Hammer of the Ancestors again and smashed a ghost directly into pieces.

 The remaining ghosts are still attacking, apparently he just shattered an illusory body.

 Rumlow spat, then readjusted his posture and continued to charge forward.

  Demons with the Phantom affix are very troublesome.

 When ordinary barbarians face this kind of demon, they try their best to kill it with its phantom body.

 It is a pity that Rumlow does not have such power now.

If this elite overlord ghost does not have a phantom entry, he can deal with the opponent more easily.

 But now we can only name them one by one.

“You should move as fast as possible. According to your current efficiency, he may have to use the phantom body again soon.”

Morcott stood in the distance and yawned before speaking.

 The special abilities of these demons also have a cooldown time.

 “If I had the chance, I would give you a good beating.”

 Rumlow rolled back from the ground with scars on his chest. He had just been severely attacked by the ghost.

 Because he thought of some unpleasant past after hearing Mocott's words.

It was still in the secret realm that Rumlow saw a demon that could transform into a body for the first time.

 What’s even worse is that it was a swarm of poisonous bees!

At that time, Rumlow wished that the hammer in his hand was a fly swatter.

 That time he fought with this demon for three whole days, and after seeing a demon like a poisonous bee, he felt like vomiting.

Incidentally, he will also become violent.

“If you can still maintain your current self when you reach my level of strength, then I will fight with you.

Before that, you'd better not suddenly become insane and self-destruct.

 I always think that the Proof of Shame thing is evil.

 So far, among the guys I have seen using this legend, only Tarik is considered normal.

 Perhaps he is just abnormal, I don’t know? For example, he will never eat bread or something like paranoia?”

Morcott is still joking.

 When facing Rumlow, Ancestor Mocott became a lot more cheerful.

Being able to speak fluently has shocked other ancestors, who originally thought that Mokete was the kind of person who was born with aphasia.

“Is eating bread such a shameful thing for the ancestors of Talik?

This is not nonsense, if you don’t plan to help, just shut up!

 I want to concentrate on fighting this guy!"

 Lumlow complained.

“It’s up to you, but as for what Talik’s shame is, I think you should find it yourself in the secret realm. Everything we old guys can leave to you is in the secret realm.

But if you plan to know in advance, maybe you can try to ask in person?"

 After saying these words, Mocott immediately began to squeeze the anger out of Rumlow.

 This feeling is not good at all.

 For savages, anger is also part of the strong vitality, and the feeling of having it taken away is actually uncomfortable.

 “Are you going to intervene?”

“No, I just want to wander around. You can’t let me wander around as a soul, right?

Although ordinary people can’t hurt the soul, I don’t want to be attacked as a demon.”

As soon as Mocott spoke, he kicked open a wall and walked over.

 Such a move made Rumlow frown.

 No matter how many times he said it before, Mocott always stayed by his side.

Mocott will stay in other places for a while except when he goes to the toilet or something.

  To be able to twist off his head at any time, you still have to be closer.

Mocott’s behavior this time was a little unusual.

"cut!"

 Rumlow made a somewhat disdainful sound.

 Then there was a "xia!"

 Another war cry!

 Rumlow knew that Mocott was right. With his current efficiency, it would be difficult to deal with this elite overlord ghost in a short time.

 Even if you are willing to pay some price.

 But if we do it steadily, it won't be so good.

Although he can definitely wait for support from others, Rumlow doesn’t like to be supported by others!

 He is very strong now!

 “Alright ghost!

 I know that demons like you are intelligent, but you never seem to be able to speak, right?

Then do you want to try and decide the winner in a simple way with me?

 For example, if I hit you, you hit me.

Whoever dies first loses!"

 Rumlow roared with a ferocious smile on his face.

Hmm...this fighting method is straightforward enough.

However, most demons do not obey the rules of this game honestly.

 “I can let you attack first!”

Rumlow looked at the ghost in front of him whose movements had slowed down and continued to shout!

   …”

 The ghost paused obviously, and even opened his mouth as if he was planning to say something.

 It’s a pity that he was speechless.

“I suddenly have a question that I want to ask, and I wonder if you can tell me the answer.

If you can tell me the answer, I can let you attack twice first!"

 Lumlow saw the ghost waver.

  The ghost also hopes to delay it for a while. After all, it is very simple to protect his own life when the ability of phantom body can be used.

 So the ghost nodded.

“You are demons born from human bodies, but how do you do it when you are supposedly without a body?

Or do you mean that your birth, human flesh and blood, is just a part of it?”

 Rumlow placed the heavy hammer in his hand on the ground, still holding the handle of the hammer with both hands.

 If the ghost attacks him by surprise, he can react immediately and continue fighting.

  But there are some flaws.

 After hearing such a question, Ghost shook his head directly.

 Obviously he didn't plan to tell Rumlow the answer, of course it might be because he couldn't speak.

 “Oh, that’s it. Then get ready!”

  Rumlow's face returned to calmness, and he obviously didn't have much expectations for the ghost.

This kind of question seems to need to be kept confidential no matter how you look at it, and it is normal for the other party not to say anything.

After hearing Rumlow's words, the ghost began to stand on the same spot with his phantom body, preparing to accumulate power.

  Attacking a motionless enemy is something that demons rarely experience.

 This kind of opportunity is rare, so the ghost is of course more concerned about it.

 The ghost approached Rumlow step by step, but Rumlow still maintained his previous actions.

 Until, the ghost's heavy blow appeared directly on Rumlow's chest!

 “Who do you think is a fool!?

 The devil never keeps his promises! And I never keep my promises to my enemies!”

 Rumlow suddenly pulled up the heavy hammer on the ground!

 The reason why he pulled it up was because he had been accumulating the hammer of ancestors under the ground!

When facing the group of phantom poisonous insects, he discovered that the fly swatter was more useful!

 This time, a Hammer of the Ancestors that is large enough and strong enough can definitely deal with this elite overlord ghost in one go!

 “Squeak!”

 The ghost made a scream-like sound, which didn't sound like a good thing.

That is to say, the two guys don't understand each other's language, otherwise Rumlow would have to give two sentences to the ghost!

 “Fuck! You are cheating!”

 Rumlow looked at the sharp claws piercing his chest from behind and roared angrily!

The hammer was finally pulled out!

 The hammer of the ancestors is big enough to blow this room to pieces! The fire on top of the hammer head is burning!

 The hammer is down!

There was no sound at all, but the impact was directly swept away along with the dust!

 “Ding ding~wow~”

 Equipment dropped!

 Obviously the elite overlord ghost is finished this time.

Only one Rumlow was left looking at the hole in his chest, vomiting blood from his mouth.

 “Jiligulu~Jiligulu~”

 Rumlow seemed to be planning to say something, but unfortunately he was choked by blood and could not hear clearly.

  【I wonder if the medicine will spill out when I have a hole in my chest. What a waste! The devil is so treacherous!】

 This is what Rumlow wants to say...

The demon who died with only equipment and gold coins may have planned to say the same thing.

But the devil has probably been used to it for a long time, right? Do the Nephalem really fight without thinking?

 It’s just cheating, it’s not the devil’s patent.


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