663 Grindhammer and Hammerlin, Legendary Monks that Even Azmodan Fears!

"I really don't know what to say. I seem to lack awe for all this?

But it doesn't matter. The worst is just a life worse than death. So what?"

Craig muttered to himself, as if to cheer himself up for his next reckless action.

For others, a life worse than death may be an exaggeration, but for Craig, it is the most likely thing to happen.

The threat brought by Hamelin, the big rat, is equally shocking to those barbarian ancestors!

Even if Orlak was not as good as legends like Volusk and Reko, he was only a step behind at most!

At least when facing the Hell Lord, Orlak was fearless.

Even the Hell Lords could only painfully admit this.

And Hamelin, the big rat, is a guy that the Hell Lords are not willing to provoke.

It is said to be a demon, but it is not a pure demon. It is said to be a creature, but its whole body is covered by the power of the Burning Hell.

Such an existence should have the best chance to become the eighth Hell Lord, but it is a pity that Hamelin died.

"May the gods favor me!"

Craig let out a huge roar!

The roar of a monk will not be as powerful as that of a barbarian.

But this does not mean that they do not have the skills to improve their combat effectiveness through sound!

Mantra!

Reciting the scriptures in a low voice or constantly reciting them in the heart can provide a lot of bonuses for oneself.

Even when the scriptures and the self are in agreement, one can enter the state of spiritual enlightenment!

This is a unique state for monks who pursue wisdom.

Just like the wrath of the barbarian, the revenge of the demon hunter, and the warrior of the crusader, Alacart.

This skill represents that the user has reached the true peak of his career!

"Squeak~"

A sharp rat cry!

Although it was just a single scream, it sounded like thousands of rats screaming together in Craig's ears!

That's right!

This is a Hamelin!

Only the king of the shadow rat group would make such a cry!

Craig saw the two leader demons in front of him!

The rat's body was very bloated!

The lumps on its back were covered with holes like abscesses!

Craig could even smell the disgusting smell of the rotten pus!

But he had to do it!

"Nephalem~"

The figure of the Crusher was so huge that it blocked all the light, and he spoke human language!

There was no need to emphasize that demons were intelligent.

But demons that could talk to Nephalem were still rare!

Even among these leader demons, there were few who were willing to talk to Nephalem!

"Crusher! Where did you come from!"

Craig turned his head and looked at Crusher's oppressive body, with his hands in a posture ready to punch at any time!

The toes of the foot in front touched the ground, and the weight of the body was all on the back foot!

This was a defensive posture!

The monk's attack should be as fast as the wind, and most monks who focus on defense are the outliers in this group.

Although such "outliers" are indispensable in team battles.

But in such a dangerous environment as Sanctuary, there are very few monks who fight alone.

"Coming from the darkest hell to the world, what do you want to say?

Or as a monk seeking wisdom, you don't know where the darkest hell is?

Or you just don't want to admit it?

Haha..."

The sound of the millstone is as rough as the friction between two rocks.

In the race of thumpers, they were born in rocks.

Their vocal organs may be rocks, and it doesn't seem surprising to make such a sound.

"As a monk, I have understood that human sin comes from ignorance.

But people need education and opportunities!

That's why I don't fit in with those barbarians.

They won't give those bad guys a chance to reform, but I'm different!"

As Craig spoke, the phantom behind him rushed to the millstone closest to him!

Whether the phantom attacks or not has nothing to do with the monk who summoned them!

Facing the enemy, whether it is the barbarian's ancestor summoning or the phantom body technique, it will only charge forward directly!

"But you never left us a chance when facing the demons.

The so-called wise monks are just like those mages who pursue the truth. In fact, they are all meaningless.

Even the merciful Crusaders, when facing the demons, have they ever held back?

Even if the demons rushing towards them may just want to kneel before them and seek salvation!"

The hammer made a playful joke, but there was no hesitation in the movement of the body!

The huge leg was raised high, and then fell heavily on the phantom!

The movement was powerful, but not fast!

Craig looked at the shattered phantom without saying a word, but a slightly complicated magic circle had appeared under his feet!

Golden Wheel Formation!

The initial state of the monk's domain!

This is a skill built by the monks through wisdom and experience in order to enable their successors to better master the power of the domain that only legends can master!

"Golden Wheel Formation·Sacred Land?

I have inherited the knowledge of the Demon Clan, so I naturally understand your abilities.

You are not weak, but you are weak when facing me. How can you face me and Hamelin at the same time? "

The Demon of Thrashing moved forward a few steps and stood outside the edge of the magic circle!

Golden Wheel Formation·Holy Ground is a skill for monks to gain space and time for themselves and their comrades.

Use rules-like means to prevent demons from entering the circle.

The power of the Holy Land rune is the most basic part of the monk realm!

It’s just that it lasts!

“My original target was only you, but I changed my mind after discovering Hamelin.

I think that big rat is different from you, right? "

Craig's body adjusted slightly, and his fists stretched into palms.

The arms are spread apart on the left and right and placed on both sides of the body.

"Is this posture a muscle breaking technique?

Or is it an older form of Fumo Po?

Anyway, it's the same thing, it's just that the isolation of time caused the monks to change their names.

This boxing technique is quite effective against Hamelin, but when facing me, shouldn't you use the Hundred Fissure Fist?

Let me guess, use Qixiang Fist after Hundred Split Fist?

Or use the so-called fire to subjugate the demon after the Hundred Split Fist? "

Hammer continued to provoke, as if he was not afraid of Craig appearing in front of him.

But that doesn’t fool Craig!

Hammer is still afraid!

Otherwise, based on the devil's habits, he should have attacked him at this time!

The Hundred Split Fist was followed by the Seven Phase Fist, which was a common fighting method used by monks from Uliana's lineage.

The latter is the fighting rhythm that Karasim, who pursues the secrets of boxing, is good at.

"You can try it!"

Craig's legs are slightly bent, ready to use the blast at any time. Whether it is to avoid the hammer's attack or to launch a surprise attack, this is the best way!

"Bang!"

"ha!"

"Xia!"

At this time three huge noises came!

The sound was the sound of the wall being directly penetrated!

The last two sounds are the battle cries of barbarians!

The huge hammer was raised overhead!

The ferocious spikes flashed with blood on the hammer head!

The arrogant power came along with the surge of wind pressure, locking the huge figure of the hammer!

Mercyless Mokot!

After collecting the anger from Rumlow, he wandered around and finally found and arrived at the location of his target!

These barbarian ancestors would not believe too much in so-called technology!

When he was in Rumlow's body, he had no trust in the so-called monitoring.

In their eyes, what can be compared to the feeling cultivated after a bloody battle with a narrow escape! ?

The aura of the grinding hammer is doubtful in the hearts of other people.

But in Mocott, it is as clear as a beacon in the dark night!

Sacrifice is the privilege of the strong!

So here comes Mokot!

"snort!"

The hammer roared with strong anger!

The thick legs swung upward like golf clubs!

Then there was a violent collision!

"Hammer crusher!? Which is your first crusher!?

The first one was smashed to the ground by Koutul!

The second one was directly destroyed by those mages using magic bullets.

If I remember correctly, the third hammer was turned into a chicken by the witch doctors and then thrown into a manure pit and drowned?

Which one are you on?

tenth? Twentieth? Or do you yourself not know which one you are? "

There was a strong excitement in Mocott's taunt!

It's been a long, long time since he's faced such a powerful demon!

It's rare to find an opponent who is generally evenly matched, so we can't just fight without saying a word, right?

At least make some sarcastic remarks and insults during the battle.

Otherwise, the battle would be too boring, right?

"Mocott? I remember you.

A taciturn stammer!

Thank you for reminding me, I am..."

"Are you being polite to me? Where's your horse!? Come on, come on! Come on again!

Warrior monk, give me a mantra! "

Mocott rudely interrupted Nian Hammer. Such a change made Nian Hammer unable to react.

There seems to be something wrong with the information about Mokot obtained from the Beat Demon clan?

What do these guys call this silent stutter?

When Nian Hammer was in a daze, the ferocious one-handed hammer had already landed on his head!

Amidst a horrifying sharp friction sound, there were several holes and a deep scratch on the body of Nian Hammer!

Nian Hammer has a rational mind, but his reaction is slow among the group of leader demons.

This is a racial shortcoming of the Chuidi Mo clan, and no one can do anything about it.

Compared with other demons, attacks from demons like the Earth-beating Demon are easier to dodge.

As long as you act quickly enough, you can still get entangled.

"Mocott!"

Nian Hammer shouted Mocott's name angrily!

"Grandpa is here!"

Mocott naturally took over the words, jumped up high, and then hit Nian Hammer with a hammer!

"Your power is..."

"Is it more powerful than the legend?"

"...weakened...fuck!"

The Grinding Hammer couldn't speak clearly because he was interrupted.

The demons didn't like to face the barbarians, because there was no chance to hurt the barbarians' hearts...

Most of the barbarians fought in such a rough way.

If it was the original Mokot Grinding Hammer, there would be no psychological pressure.

After all, Mokot was really a taciturn stutterer at that time.

Even if the Grinding Hammer didn't speak fast, he could still finish his words smoothly.

It's a pity that Mokot has learned to talk dirty with Rumlow during this period...

"Monk boy, I remember you don't seem to die?

In that case, I suggest you play with the Grinding Hammer, and I'll go to deal with Hammerlin!"

Mokot swung his arm and hit one of the Grinding Hammer's legs with a hammer.

One of the Grinding Hammer's thick legs was directly broken at the position connected to the body, and then fell down like a beam in a demolished house!

Mokot's unique gentleness.

He is already a dead man.

Hammerlin has no way to make a dead man die again!

At most, Mokot's soul will be eaten by the shadow rats. At worst, Mokot will give up everything and send himself to the Holy Mountain of Harrogath!

That kind of pain cannot be endless for Mokot!

And if Craig, who will not die, is targeted by the shadow rats, he can't even kill himself!

"Mokot, I'm ready!

You are a barbarian, and I am a monk!

I don't need you to sacrifice for me!"

Craig firmly rejected Mokot's kindness, and appeared in front of Hamelin in a flash!

His arms were waving vigorously like the tide!

Broken tendons and overwhelming seas!

The monk's internal force was transformed into a whistling cold wind because of his unique boxing!

The bone-chilling cold was enough to leave marks on Hamelin's body!

This big rat must pause for at least one second!

Although this control will gradually become ineffective as the enemy adapts, this second is enough for Craig to complete a whole set of fierce attacks!

Craig's Hundred-Splitting Fist made his arms fly like light waves, leaving marks on Hamelin's body that looked like being pierced by a spear!

The abscess on Hamelin's back was shaking like a shaking jelly, and pus was constantly squeezed out from those disgusting holes!

There were also some undeveloped mouse embryos!

Mokot saw what the big rat was doing at a glance!

He was collecting these mice and breeding his own shadow rat swarm in his body!

Now it seems that this breeding has not been completed!

Even if this Hamelin can release a group of shadow rats, the number will not be too large!

"If it was Ulena, after the Broken Tendon Technique, it should be a set of Seven-phase Fist.

I have thought more than once, what would it be like if it was Ulena instead of Orak who faced Hamelin!"

Mokot said with a little hesitation.

Ulena, a genius monk who made the Seven-phase Fist and the Explosive Palm inseparable!

Her Seven Phase Fist can unconditionally detonate those Explosive Palms!

And every attack of the Seven Phase Fist can re-hang the Explosive Palm that should have been detonated before killing the target on the target!

Because of this ability of Uliana herself, those excellent blacksmiths have worked hard to study.

Finally, the unique ability of Uliana's legendary suit was imitated!

The imitation suit is combined with Lion Claw, Fist of Az Turask and Crazy Stone, so that later monks can reproduce some of the style of the legendary Uliana!

The more enemies there are, the more times they will receive damage from Uliana's super high attack!

Explosive Palm is a range damage!

If Hamelin faces Uliana, it is very likely that his own Shadow Rat Swarm will become his real death warrant!

The damage that Uliana can cause among dense enemies makes Azmodan dare not summon the demon army when facing the monk!

After Uliana and Azmodan's first meeting, Azmodan went straight to the Burning Hell to recuperate for thirty years!

"I am not Uliana, nor am I Kharazim or Vandaroni.

I am Craig, an immortal monk destined to become a strong man!"

Craig faced Hamelin fearlessly, saying proudly!