Insert Chapter , The Struggle of the Army of the East
"Hahaha, rebel! Destroy the oppressors!"
Spartacus was wielding a small sword that was completely incompatible with his strong body. The Roman dagger, which was originally known for its lightness, was wielded by this giant man. No matter how you looked at it, it gave people an exaggerated sense of incongruity. Blue and white The skin, which is reminiscent of a corpse, and the tight leather straps on it all give people a strange feeling.
This sense of dissonance is so exaggerated that it may even make people temporarily ignore his exaggerated fighting power.
With a wave of that huge and heroic arm, a heavily armed Roman soldier would definitely be blown away by him. Just like an exaggerated scene in a comic, a person would fly up to a height of more than ten meters, and then fall hard down due to gravity.
The difference is that in cartoons that highlight the comedy style, nothing will happen if a person falls to the ground, and will even bounce up like a ball. But in reality, there will only be a crisp snapping sound, and then a dark red flower will bloom. of flowers.
Spartacus is a berserker. Moreover, he is a berserker whose madness has reached the EX level.
Madness is a skill that is difficult to explain, because this skill deprives rationality, rather than being "irrational". It only weakens the intelligence. When it reaches the level of EX, it is different. Madness EX can think normally. , and can even communicate.
However, [thinking will be fixed in a specific mode, which is very difficult and almost impossible to communicate].
The conversation between normal people is: Have you eaten? Yes, how about you? Yes. Goodbye.
And Kuanghua ex’s dialogue is: Have you eaten? It’s eight o’clock now. Where do you live? It’s eight o’clock now. Let’s go have dinner? It’s eight o’clock now. What time is it now? I live on the sixth floor.
In a sense, crazy ex is similar to "talking to oneself", completely ignoring others and just doing things according to one's own thinking and own rhythm.
What Spartacus’ mad ex brings is the thought of [rebellion].
He hates oppressors and loves to protect the weak.
Now, the fully armed Roman soldiers were definitely the oppressors, and the rebels with tattered weapons in their hands were naturally the weak ones.
He took the lead, with supreme joy and a bright smile from the heart on his face - and then transformed into a killing machine like a meat grinder, harvesting lives.
On the other side, Lu Bu Fengxian made an ouch sound from his mouth. Others could not understand his words, and he did not need others to understand him. He waved the Fangtian painted halberd in his hand, also taking the lead.
But the difference is that the reason for his charge is to break into the city of Rome first and plunder treasures. How do these ignorant slaves know what high-value things are? If they were allowed to ruin it first and then go there themselves, Maybe the high-priced artworks had been destroyed long ago. He could still snatch the stolen treasures back, but Lu Bu didn't have the ability to repair the burned and smashed artworks.
The Roman army was suppressed and retreated steadily, and could only barely maintain the battle line. When they were forced to retreat to the final line of defense, they finally heard the voice that sounded like the god of death.
The growling Caligula jumped over three or four rows of soldiers and stood in the front row.
This kind of scene is rare, the scene of three berserkers confronting each other...
Caligula roared wildly, the muscles in his body twitched, and his fingers clenched like steel.
"Yes, he is the Roman Emperor!"
someone in the rebel army shouted.
"As long as the emperor is killed, Rome will be finished!"
Among the rebels, the atmosphere suddenly became high.
"It's His Majesty the Emperor! With His Majesty here, you can rest assured!"
The same goes for Roman soldiers.
"Emperor? Ah! Oppressor! Hahaha, love! Feel my love, oppressor!"
Opening his arms, Spartacus took the lead and rushed forward.
Lu Bu followed closely behind, and the two berserkers rushed towards Caligula.
However, Caligula showed no fear at all, and with the most difficult-to-calm skill [Emperor's Privilege], he was invincible on the battlefield.
With a thought, the [Strange Power] skill appeared. Caligula grabbed Fang Tian's painted halberd with his right fist, and turned his left fist towards Spartacus' arm.
With the blessing of strange power, where is the fist? It is basically a weapon similar to a meteor hammer!
Spartacus was not paying attention and heard a snap, and the hand holding the sword was knocked away.
Yes, it flew away.
It broke from the wrist, and the hand that was holding the sword tightly broke away from the wrist, and was completely blown away!
You know, Spartacus's durability is EX level, which is unparalleledly powerful and durable. Caligula actually knocked his wrist away with all his strength!
The body was destroyed. Before Spartacus could understand it, he swung it in the air and found that his wrist was broken.
"Hahahaha, very good!! Give me more! More!"
Surprisingly, he didn't wail or get angry, but showed a brighter smile that made people feel sick. He was hurt, but he laughed and asked him to continue to hurt him more.
At the same time, strange blood bubbles were surging in the broken part of his wrist. After a moment, the wonderful flesh and blood structure grew again. This time, it was something that could barely make out the shape of his hand.
Can you regenerate after being injured?
"Ah! Yes, it is Lord Spartacus's special ability!"
Someone among the rebels recognized him.
In the gladiatorial arena, Spartacus demonstrated this ability more than once.
The more injured he is, the stronger he becomes. Monster-like new tissue will surge out of the wound to fill the wound. The more harm is done to him, the more powerful he will become.
This is the strongest trump card to turn defeat into victory.
The morale of the rebels was temporarily high.
"Ahhhhh!"
How could Lu Bu be willing to have his Fangtian painted halberd seized? As China's leading general, how could he endure this humiliation? He shouted violently, grabbed the halberd with both hands, and stabbed with all his strength, even if it was Caligula.
Even with the blessing of skills, he couldn't catch it, and a spinning blow penetrated his shoulder.
"Woooooooo..."
Caligula's golden shoulder armor was smashed to pieces, and the red cloak lost its restraints, dragging on the ground like rags. Someone in the crowd shouted again.
"It's so, so awesome! As expected of Lord Lu Bu!"
The emperor went into battle, but the morale of the opponent was even more exaggerated. This was really a ridiculous result.
Caligula's blood-red eyes widened, and his whole body cheered up. The pierced shoulder had been repaired by magic. He didn't care about his wounds at all. He stretched out his hand, clamped Fang Tian's painted halberd under his ribs, turned around and punched Lu Bu in the head.
After fighting, Lu Bu was about to react, but Spartacus beat him to it. This gladiator who lost his weapon actually restrained Caligula with a bear hug!!
"Hahaha, feel my embrace! Oppressor!"
As if to add color to the battle, in the city of Rome, pillars of fire shot straight into the sky, red-black, purple-black, sliding down from top to bottom. The three colors were intertwined, and they looked like a mysterious tower leading to the kingdom of heaven.