$775 Grushak Can Also Calculate! Rage Echoes!

Lakanos is more cheerful than expected, but this does not prevent him from being a demon...

Are there good people among demons? Most likely not.

Even Lilith, the mother of the Nephalem, is the same.

Although she is good to her children, her methods are purely demonic methods.

This demon has no mercy when killing others.

And Lakanos...

Lakanos, known as the King of Despair, is even less likely to be a good person.

The darkness deep in this guy's heart is enough to corrupt the human beings of an entire planet.

He did not do this at this time, but he was just worried about the strong people who were also active in this world.

Although there are not many forces left in the Burning Hell, they have never been something that can be underestimated.

As for Gruchak?

Although Lakanos has no way to win in a short time, he is not afraid of a barbarian legend.

"Gruchak, when will you wake up?

If you want, I can give you a better-looking wing than the Wings of Courage.

The power of despair is not as good as courage, but it is definitely not far behind.

More importantly, I can let the power of despair increase your muscles.

Will you refuse such a result, Navy?"

Rakanos said loudly while looking at Gruchak who was rolling on the ground like a gourd.

The cheerful King of Despair Rakanos tried to win over Gruchak, who was also a powerful guy among the legendary barbarians.

Rakanos rarely won over others, but sometimes it was okay to do something different.

It was just a whim.

"Muscles are meaningless if they are not trained by themselves.

Just like those people who got rich suddenly, they did not change their lives because of the sudden wealth.

Instead, the sudden wealth changed everything about them.

Such possession is more like the beginning of trouble!"

Gruchak stood up unsteadily and patted the non-existent dust on his body.

Such an action was more like mocking Rakanos that his previous attack was useless.

"Come on! Let's continue our fight!

I know you haven't tried your best yet. I've heard about your fighting style from Bul-Kathos.

You're not the type that can be cleared by just a strong chop!

What tricks do you have? Just show me!"

Gruchak waved the weapon in his hand.

It's a bit difficult to use this thing with one hand, but it's barely possible for Gruchak.

The strength of a barbarian requires strength from the whole body.

It's impossible for a guy with strong legs and weak hands to appear.

After all, many of the barbarian's fighting techniques require the use of the whole body's strength.

Take the whirlwind slash as an example.

A barbarian with strong legs will rotate faster, but if his hands are not strong enough, the weapon in his hand will have flown away to who knows where.

Of course, there are also barbarians who can use the whirlwind slash with empty hands.

But that look is a bit funny...①

"Come on, since you want to fight me with real swords and guns.

Then I don't think there's any need for me to be humble to you."

Lakanos smiled heartily.

The arm that was crushed by Gruchak before recovered its original shape at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Although Lacanos's physical strength is not bad, it is not amazing.

His real difficulty lies in this strong recovery ability.

An opponent who seems to be able to fight evenly at any time, but this opponent can't be killed no matter what.

This long battle process is exactly Lacanos' favorite way to bring despair.

"From the rumors about you heard from places other than Bulkaiso, it is said that your strength is unfathomable.

Even no matter who sees you, they can only fight with you in an endless evenly matched battle.

And then they are directly dragged down by your strong recovery ability.

Every time I hear this rumor, I can't help thinking.

Aren't guys like you the best sandbags in the world?"

Gruchak tilted his head and looked at the behemoth in front of him and said.

An invincible enemy who always shows a fighting power that is almost the same as his own.

If Lacanos can be captured and taken to the Holy Mountain of Harrogas, how many barbarians will like this sandbag?

At least those who like fighting will line up and wait for the opportunity to fight with Lacanos, right?

"Speaking of which, we are actually a bit similar.

Your domain needs to decide the final standing person before it ends.

And my fighting principle is that I will not let my opponent go easily when fighting.

Although I never mind how many opponents I have, I must fight until one of them dies before it ends.

But unfortunately, I will never be the one who is killed."

Lacanos's laughter is hearty and a bit cruel.

If his voice can be turned into a pie chart, it can probably be seen that the two emotions each occupy half of the page.

"I know, but you have been defeated by Bul-Kathos.

If Bul-Kathos has time, I will definitely ask him to capture you to the Holy Mountain and use you as a sparring partner.

Anyway, the combat power you bring out every time is almost the same as your opponent. "

Gruchak walked towards Lakanos while talking.

The muscles all over his body were trembling like running water.

This is his unique way of warming up.

According to Gruchak, "Only those who love their muscles can get feedback from their muscles"...

This is probably the only thing Gruchak believes in deep down that is related to mysticism.

"Also, have you forgotten the mold of the legendary weapon that Bulcasso made?

Hand of Despair~ Although it can only be said to be a blank slate equipment, in my opinion, only a monk can kill you with it.

Even if you kill just once, you can become a legend by taking the items.

So can you tell me, that thing called the Hand of Despair, is it actually your hands that were cut off? "

Gruchak mocked openly.

Even if it means provocation and ridicule, Gruchak doesn't like too many twists and turns.

To put it bluntly, this kind of provocation is just a little bit better than Cassius's foul-mouthed war cry.

"Haha, you want to take a closer look at my hands?"

An ugly smile appeared on Lakanos' face.

If you look at this guy's appearance from a distance, he is one of the few exquisite and handsome guys in the Burning Hell...

But once you get too close, it looks like there are pixel-like monsters everywhere.

The demons in the Burning Hell are all very ugly...

Even those succubi aren't really that pretty...

"Let me show you!"

Rakanos held out his newly healed hand.

The heavy blade in his hand now fell into Gruchak's hand, which actually made his hand free.

"A meat ball?"

Gruchak squinted his eyes, seeming to look down upon him.

"Look carefully."

Lakanos said and took two steps forward, as if intending to allow Gruchak to see more clearly.

"Fuck!"

Gruchak saw clearly this time.

The top of the meat ball is not round...

It was numb, and there were quite a few bumps waving in the wind...

If you look closely, you will see that those raised things are the little hands of countless people...

"You are using the souls of people who died in despair to do this?

What are you going to do with these hands? Disgusting? "

As Gruchak spoke, the heavy blade in his hand directly slit Lakanos's throat.

The injury that almost cut off half of the head appeared on the body of the King of Despair.

"Aba Aba~hehe~"

Lakanos's mouth moved and he made a sound with no meaning.

After his throat was separated, air would continue to leak, making his voice sound strange.

"Ahem!"

Lakanos's wound healed again in the blink of an eye, and after coughing twice, he looked indifferent again.

The despair and frustration that Rakanos brings to his opponents in this way is still very strong.

A monster that cannot be killed is not something that ordinary people can face.

“Actually, this is the price you want for the hand of despair.

My hands were not originally shaped like this. "

As he spoke, Lakanos swung his heavy blade and struck down at Gruchak.

After a loud noise, Gruchak crawled out of the hole in the ground with a curse.

His body was not injured, but the ground could not withstand such a degree of collision.

"Understood, because you are not dead, so the Hand of Despair is just a blank slate equipment that looks like a legend?"

Gruchak twisted his neck and stretched his spine in a very unhealthy way.

"If I kill you, will that thing truly become a legend?"

As Gruchak spoke, he punched Lakanos in the abdomen with all his strength.

Those who fight with fists will inevitably have wounds on their hands.

When this punch was struck, Gruchak's strange muscles contracted suddenly.

Anyone who is a warrior can see how much strength he used this time.

An ordinary person might break his or her hand bones with a careless punch on something hard.

This has been proven by fathers who help their children with their homework.

And Gruchak's punch hit Lakanos's abdomen, and the recoil caused Lakanos' fist to collapse!

And Lakanos's back directly opened a huge hole that is enough for ordinary people to crawl through!

"It's really exciting."

Lakanos reached out and dug out the hole in his stomach, and then glanced at Gruchak, whose expression became a little ugly.

"How is it? Do you feel hopeless?

Don't deny it, I can already smell the frustration on you. "

Lakanos said with a smile.

The hole in his abdomen was instantly filled with black mist, blocking Gruchak's sight.

Gruchak didn't hold anything back with this punch, and it could even be said to be the heaviest punch he could throw with his bare hands.

But it seems to have no effect at all.

"I don't believe that your body is incapable of physical attacks.

Bulkatho doesn't have magic either, but he can chop off your claws.

This shows that you are not the kind of thing that is completely immune to injury. "

Gruchak shook his palm, whose bones were broken into several pieces. The palm was soft, like a ball of rotten meat.

From the open wound on the fist peak, broken bones and rotten flesh could be seen flowing out.

"You can no longer use my heavy blade properly like this.

Aren't you going to use a different weapon? "

Lakanos said with a teasing look on his face.

"What an unlucky thing! I met such a thing like you.

I haven't used this weapon in years. "

Gruchak spat on Lakanos' body...

Although no one knows how he uses this body to spit out such things.

Maybe it’s because I ate some unclean demonic cow meat before, and I don’t know how long it’s been there?

As he spoke, Gruchak took out a hammer with red light all over his hand!

Both ends of the hammer are in the shape of pointed cones, with a spike at the top.

This thing looks ferocious enough, and even a little pretty.

"Reverberation of anger? The legendary creator of this legendary burning hell has never been found.

But just those imitation things have given us enough headaches.

Is this a legendary weapon you created? "

Lakanos's expression became a little more serious.

A legendary barbarian who has created skills that turn into barbarian talents is very difficult to deal with.

But it's not incredibly difficult.

Among the barbarians, the strength of the barbarians who have created talents is slightly higher than those of the barbarians who have created legendary weapons.

After all, skills are engraved in blood, but weapons may not be around.

But a barbarian who has created two legends is in big trouble.

So far, there is only one such guy, Gruchak!

Echo of Fury This is not a heavy weapon favored by barbarians.

It is a standard one-handed hammer.

This hammer is more likely to be popular than ordinary legendary heavy weapons.

Even a mage can fight with this one-handed hammer if he wants to.

It can even inspire this kind of power from barbarians!

Destroying enemies can cause the user to enter a berserk state!

This violent state is terrifying enough.

It can be seen as a weakened version of Banal's previous madness.

Speed, strength, and energy operation will all be enhanced!

And this kind of power was brought to every Nephalem by Gruchak!

"Although I usually don't emphasize it, do you guys have no idea that I am a barbarian from the Tagus tribe?

I was born from the Tagus tribe who is good at using anger. Although I believe in the power of muscles, this does not mean that I have no understanding of anger!

It can even be said that I am the one who has gone the furthest in utilizing anger among the barbarians of the Tagus tribe! "

Gruchak laughed loudly, very wildly...

Only by destroying the enemy can one enter the violent state. That is a matter for other Nephalem!

After all, Gruchak's purpose in creating this legend was to allow the Nephalem to kill more demons!

But for Gruchak, who created the legend of Echoes of Fury, he can do anything if he wants to!

Lakanos's face became a little more serious.

He understood that he was still being plotted by Gruchak, a guy who didn't look smart.

The previous punch that hurt both sides should have tested the limit of his endurance.

And an injury as severe as losing a hand seems to have...not affected Gruchak's combat effectiveness at all!