Chapter 1182: Missing One Person's Combined Attack!

On the battlefield outside Khanduras, warriors have been fighting here for a long time.

Their fighting skills are more proficient than at the beginning, and they are more adapted to fighting demons.

In addition to fighting endless demons, these metal demons created by Ultron are the best way for them to gain combat experience.

The risk involved in fighting these guys is much smaller than fighting real demons.

Even these metal demons can imitate the fighting forms of other demons to the greatest extent.

But there are some things that are still insurmountable!

Such as the quality of the body!

The weight of an elite-level Agron troll is measured in tons.

And this weight will definitely not be in single digits!

Although the quality of these metal demons can be considered high, they are much worse than the real Agren trolls.

That's a demon simply characterized by its huge body and huge power!

The individual power of the Agron Trolls is much more powerful than the imitators produced in batches by Ultron.

"These metal demons can be said to be a bit weak compared to those in the secret realm of our ancestors."

Luke glanced at Rumlow who was still fighting in front and said.

At the beginning, these metal demons could bring a lot of freshness.

But as the battle continued, the novelty gradually turned into a boring waste.

"Have you ever seen an existence among these metal demons that is not at the level of a bastard?

If Ultron really achieved the status of the Demon King of Hell, how could he not have even a single warrior-level demon under his command?

Maybe that guy just had other plans, and what we faced was just his way of delaying our time. "

Rumlow's face didn't look very good.

He just came here not long ago.

Originally, he was fighting on the outside of Buster Building, but after he defeated many elite demons, he was asked by Vera to come here.

To be honest, the intensity of the battle here is not much pressure on Rumlow at this time.

It can only be said to be the level of rehabilitation exercise.

“Ancestor Mocott, you should know what it means from what happened before.

I have the feeling of losing someone important in my blood.

But you didn't tell me even a single word. "

Rumlow began to try to communicate with Mocott, who was temporarily staying beside him.

But Mocott didn't give him any response as before.

Rumlow even began to wonder if the temporary residence of the Mocott ancestor in his body was a dream he had when he fell asleep one day.

If the Wu Ming hanging around his waist didn't occasionally flash with a burst of brilliance...

"Luke, I'm tired of this.

If it's just this level of fighting, I might as well go back to the Holy Mountain and continue wandering around in the secret realm!

At least the life and death pressure brought by the secret realm is real!

It just so happens that I have become a lot stronger, and I feel that I am capable of exploring more things in the secret realm. "

Rumlow finally responded to Luke's words.

But the way he said it was not very polite.

"You want to know the truth about the feeling that came from your bloodline before?

I'm curious too, but I'm a little worried. "

Luke said as he glanced at Jessica's battlefield.

Of course, the difficulty of the battle on Jessica's side was not exaggerated, but the battle scene was particularly amazing.

Those metal demons turned into debris under Jessica's increasingly familiar blows.

Then he was completely defeated by the power of the shattering rune.

Not even leaving a chance for Ultron to fix these guys.

Jessica is gradually grasping the power Orak left her, but Luke is worried that Jessica has lost herself.

After a person who has been tortured receives recognition and warmth, her beliefs will become more paranoid.

Orak also left not long ago, which made Jessica even more paranoid.

Luke was even worried that Jessica had created a version of herself named Orak in her mind.

If he suffers from schizophrenia, Luke doesn't know how to help his wife...

“If I were you, I’d be chasing a greater power right now.

Then use force to calm Jessica down.

But it seems that you are still far away from being a legend, although you have been able to defeat elite-level demons. "

Rumlow followed Luke's line of sight and immediately knew what Luke was worried about.

"It's so simple to say, can you guarantee that you can defeat Jessica now?

Although I have never seen the ancestor of Orak fighting, it should be the image that Jessica showed at this time, right?

Defeating a weakened version of the Barbarian God of War is not easy at all. "

Luke scratched his cheek.

"You better mean it when you say that!?"

Rumlow looked at Luke with a little anger in his eyes.

As the heir of Madoc's ancestor, Luke should have a good relationship with Rumlow.

Although the trust between Talik and Madoc was not completely passed on to the heir.

But the relationship between them is also closer than other guys.

In the secret realm of the ancestors, they had seen the image of the three ancestors fighting together.

I even longed for that kind of tacit cooperation.

Rumlow also tried to cooperate with Luke to fight.

The two people also have a considerable degree of tacit understanding.

It's a pity that they didn't contact Wayne, and they never fought together with Wayne.

This makes the complementary combat mode of the three ancestors they want to try still only in their imagination.

Rumlow's anger at what Luke said was largely due to his reverence for Madoc.

To be honest, the fighting images of the three ancestors can be said to be the standard answer for warriors to cooperate in fighting.

In Rumlow's eyes, the status of the other two three ancestors is particularly high.

It was just a little lower than Mokot and Talik who had saved his life from Bulkeso at that time.

As for the ancestral spirits like Olongus and Cassius, Rumlow just maintained his respect for the strong.

"I know what you are thinking, ancestor Mardoc is no worse than ancestor Orak.

But I didn’t get the bloodline of Madok’s ancestor, the Storm Tribe.

I am just a barbarian, and I don’t even have any blood relationship with the tribe.

But Jessica is a pure savage from the Big Bear tribe. "

Luke said, shaking his head.

It wasn't that he felt bad that Jessica seemed more powerful than he was at the moment.

What made him uncomfortable was Jessica's performance as if she had almost lost herself.

Luke was equally sad when he learned that Madoc's ancestor chose the end of self-destruction.

But he didn't want his life to become the second Maddock.

In Luke's eyes, Madoc didn't want to cultivate a second self when he trained him.

“You have to know that the chance for us to reach the point where our ancestors are like Orak is already very slim.

For Jessica, as long as she follows this path, she will at least not be much worse than the ancestors of Orak. "

Rumlow said.

The Wu Ming hanging on his waist flickered as he spoke.

"But is she still her?"

Luke asked rhetorically.

The conversation had reached a stalemate at this point.

Rumlow is more of a pragmatist.

He doesn't seem to care much about things like "self".

What he cares more about is whether he can be "useful" enough when needed.

This may be because his change was largely due to the guilt brought upon him by the legend of Proof of Shame.

But Luke is different!

Although he is careless, he is not a guy who has not experienced pain.

But he still chose this seemingly silly behavior.

But he really found his own direction from Madoc's few teachings.

Anger is the power of barbarians, but anger is not something barbarians can express.

The root of anger is the struggle of faith!

This is the answer Luke got from Madoc’s teachings!

Because the devil's actions violated or even insulted their beliefs, they turned their anger into strength to fight!

Such is Luke's understanding of anger.

Of course, this doesn't mean who is right.

They don't bother to argue for a "right answer" that has no use whatsoever.

"I think it's pointless to discuss this with you. I just want to ask you, do you want to go back to the Holy Mountain with me?"

Rumlow changed the subject.

“I want to take Jessica back to have a look.

I am not familiar with Ancestor Orak, but there are so many ancestral spirits on the Holy Mountain who know the past of Ancestor Orak.

Maybe letting them talk to Jessica can change the current situation. "

Luke said somewhat casually.

While speaking, he waved the stick in his hand and smashed a metal demon that rushed towards him.

“How are you going to convince Jessica?

I looked at her as if she was about to lose her mind. "

Rumlow once again glanced at the very conspicuous battlefield on Jessica's side.

Roars and war cries came and went one after another.

"By the way, how long has she been fighting like this?"

Rumlow asked.

He hasn't been here long, so he doesn't know much about this matter.

"From the beginning to now."

Luke's face trembled.

Rumlow took a deep breath before calming down his emotions.

"You mean she's always in the middle of a fight?"

Rumlow said in disbelief.

"Yes, it's just like what we saw in the secret realm.

The three ancestors have been fighting, fighting constantly!

Whether they are eating or excreting, they are fighting! "

Luke's tone was particularly strange.

"These metal demons don't have the kind of high-temperature blood that can evaporate filth, do they?"

Rumlow said with some difficulty.

"Yes, at least I didn't find it.

But these metal demons can at least breathe fire, although not as hot as the blood of those powerful demons.

But it shouldn’t be a big problem, right? "

Luke's expression became even weirder.

"I'm convinced."

Rumlow said these words with great difficulty.

Most of the demons the three ancestors faced at that time were armies composed of elite-level demons.

The blood splashed by those demons all carried the same sulfurous smell as that of the burning hell.

Although the high temperature was not at the level of the rules, it was not a big problem to treat it directly as a flame.

That was also a temperature that could cause serious injuries, so fighting with those demons was like taking a bath in high-temperature magma.

After coming out of that battlefield, there would be no dirt on the body except for the blood of the demons.

"Me too..."

Luke's voice was very low.

He was afraid that his words would be heard by others.

Rumlow was an exception. After all, the two of them were both heirs of the three ancestors, and the secret realms they entered were similar.

What they saw was naturally similar.

They would not use such things as a topic of conversation to communicate with others.

"Boom!"

A bell sounded!

The huge roar even formed a shock wave that spread around!

The bell sound came from Canduras behind them!

This bell sound represented that the master of Canduras, the Skeleton King Leoric, had important things to notify.

Rumlow and Luke looked at each other, then raised their left feet together!

Then they stomped heavily on the ground!

The two of them jointly launched the skill of earthquake!

High temperature instantly spread from the ground!

Earthquake·Molten Fury!

Luke's stomping activated the power of this rune!

A large number of cracks appeared on the ground, spreading continuously around!

And a shock wave with lightning continued to spread in all directions!

Earthquake·Call of the Holy Mountain!

This is the skill rune that Rumlow launched!

Unlike Molten Fury!

This move will not consume a lot of his anger!

Rumlow's anger uses the power of the earth to turn the power of the earth into lightning!

The lightning jumps on all the metal demons within the attack range! Depriving most of these demons of their ability to move!

At this time, the cracks in the ground also spread to the bottom of those demons!

Waves of high-temperature magma gushed out from the cracks!

When the Molten Fury Rune is used normally, the ground becomes a battlefield of high temperature!

Then the high temperature causes damage to the enemy indirectly or directly!

But with the effect of the Call of the Holy Mountain Rune, all indirect damage becomes direct damage!

The magma directly washed over the demons that could not move!

Those metal demons began to wail, but the high temperature created by Luke could not turn the demons into ashes in a short time.

After a while, the demons were about to recover their ability to move in a state of being wounded all over their bodies!

Rumlow raised his left foot again and stepped heavily!

The lightning jumped and spread again, taking away the last chance of survival of these demons!

This was the way the three ancestors preferred when they fought back then.

The rune effect of the Call of the Holy Mountain not only makes the user's anger surge and then return again.

It will also minimize the recovery time of the body using this skill!

The combined attack of Rumlow and Luke instantly cleared the pressure on the battlefield where they were!

Under this attack, the metal demons did not leave any materials that could be repaired and reused!

For a period of time, there will be no large-scale demons on the battlefield where Luke and Rumlow are.

They are now going to see what happened in Khanduras that made Leoric ring the bell that was more of a symbolic bell!

"Luke, you did a good job."

Rumlow gave Luke a thumbs up.

"It would be perfect if Wayne could come and kick the sky and earth at this time."

Luke smiled.

Earthquake·The sky and earth are collapsing!

The violent shock wave will cause the demons to be dragged to the side of the barbarian who used this move.

After the first two times, the demons do not have much spare energy to escape from this shock wave.

Most of the three ancestors did this when they fought together.

After the three barbarians used three different earthquake runes, they could basically declare the field cleared!

Even if there were still living demons, it could not be said to be lucky.

Because these demons have to face the cruel weapons of three barbarians who are like meat grinders!

That kind of result will not be easier than being crushed and burned.