Chapter 155: The battle between the bosses

In a small bar with an ancient Egyptian style, three tightly wrapped figures in black sit around a table, the same trio that last appeared in the desert.

……

"Big brother, Churuton is dead."

The man in black, who was more well-proportioned, spoke.

"Is the information reliable?"

Sitting in the center was still the burly figure, and the awe-inspiring momentum that emanated from him made the air nearby condense.

"The information within the alliance should be reliable."

"Hehe, it's good to die, I don't have to do it myself."

The emaciated figure directly opposite licked his mouth and said in a slightly cruel tone.

"Although it is not a pity for Churuton to die, but he is also a level 32 assassin, in the past, it is unimaginable that he will be killed in the Rog camp." The well-proportioned black shadow bowed his head in contemplation.

"Hawke, don't underestimate Rogge's camp, there are a lot of masters hidden in it, take my teacher as an example, even if the three of us go together now, we may not be able to please it."

The burly figure said to the man in black with a well-proportioned figure, that is, Hawke.

"No, I was going to steal her bottle." The emaciated man in black secretly spoke.

"Forget it, it's just an insignificant little character who died anyway, and it has nothing to do with us."

"Big brother, what should we do next?"

Hawke looked respectfully at the man in black in front of him.

"Although I couldn't find the ancient tomb of Tarasyadi this time.

But I have a feeling, a wonderful feeling, so I intend to stay here for a while, and as for you, go back to Harogas for the time being, and I'll be enough for me alone. ”

"Isn't it, going back to that damn ice bump? Oh my God, I'd rather be roasted dry here......" muttered the emaciated figure.

"Fyodor, how many times have I said it, strength. It is the root of a qiē. ”

The man known as Big Brother still spoke in such a calm tone, but the other two could feel the anger that shook in the air.

"Big brother, I was wrong, I'll go back to Harlogas."

Named Fyodor was obviously full of awe of the big brother in front of him, he lowered his head, and he didn't even dare to look at the other party's face.

"Forget it, you've been working hard lately, so let's have fun for a few days, but three days later at the latest. Gotta out, got it? ”

"Oh, big brother is wise......"

Fyodor cheered. Immediately dragged Hawke on the opposite side and strode away.

"Time is precious, big brother, let's go first."

"It's all your fault for making my eldest brother unhappy, I never said I wanted to mess around with you." Hawke complained.

"What's the matter, aren't we good brothers? Besides, the eldest brother is too strict, although we don't know his mood, but he can't eat hot tofu if he is in a hurry. Fyodor patted Hawke on the shoulder.

"You go and talk to your eldest brother about this."

Hawke, who seemed to be more serious, glared at Fyodor. The other party immediately retreated.

“……”

Looking at the figures of the two brothers leaving, a look of guilt flashed in the burly man's eyes, and then it was replaced by firmness, he took out an inconspicuous small black stone from his arms, and gently held it in his hand, the surface of the stone has become very smooth after years of caressing.

"Strong, I need more power, before that. Angelyl, you must wait for me......"

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According to Kasya. The barracks can accommodate up to 100,000 papal guards at the same time. In peacetime, it is kept between 30,000 and 50,000, so the number cannot be left behind, so there are four iron shops in the entire barracks, one in each of the south, east, and northwest corners, and I heard that the officers also have specially equipped senior blacksmiths.

What I care about is the four blacksmiths, as long as I think about it a little, I can know, as long as the blacksmith is not killed by others, it will definitely be one of the four blacksmith shops, the question is which, you know, the four blacksmith shops in the south, east, west and northwest are not far apart, and there are those most troublesome monsters in the middle.

The first one I chose, of course, was the one closest to the entrance to the prison, which was the so-called lazy thinking mode, and when the "bell" was pounding, and a large amount of steam came out of the room not far away, I knew I was right, oh, thank God for your guidance, your ** is really everywhere......

However, when I got closer, I stayed for a long time, but I didn't take a step forward, of course, not out of the quiet and wait for the change, with advanced tactics such as static braking, when I lack a sense of crisis, my actions are always much faster than the brain turns, as for why I will stay there and not move, in fact, I want to ask now, why is this!?

Not far in front of me, a group of guests who had visited earlier surrounded the entire blacksmith shop, and at a cursory glance, it turned out that they were all little devils, and their heads were covered with shit? Or are they just watch dogs caught by the blacksmith and standing here in a setting like a level?

However, you don't have to think about it carefully, because then you will appear, there is a particularly incongruous storage zài in the little devil group, although it has the appearance of a little devil, but its volume, I mean the volume of the upper body, is almost several times that of ordinary little devils, and unlike other yellow and thin little devils, this strange giant little devil seems to be overnourished, and the amount of exercise seems to be quite sufficient, Nada's upper body instantly reminds me of a word - devil muscleman, The oily and shiny earthy yellow muscles are erect under its intentional or unintentional play, constantly shaking like an earthworm, as if it can shake out a layer of oil at any time, and compared to the upper body, its equally strong legs are pitiful like chopsticks, and the whole looks like a small short stick supported under an inverted triangle

Mardas, especially strong.

It's still a small boss-level monster.。 Seeing this unappetizing little muscular devil, and the one it holds in its hand is more than ordinary

The knife is several times bigger, and it can almost be modified with a nine-ring broadsword to rub his eyes, and after confirming that he is not dazzled, his brain is full of power, and he has searched for a long time from his own dark and shallow cognition, and even Kane's almost all-encompassing book of wisdom has no relevant explanation, is it a new variety that Hell has recently opened? Or maybe it's a low-level little demon that evolved after being struck by lightning and failed to cross.

In a word. Before I was sure,I can only choose to wait and see.,Who knows if this little devil called Mardas will be more bullish than Andariel B,,The momentum of the boss-level monster is affected,Other unrelated monsters have already escaped.,So I'm in a safe position now.,If you're careful, it won't be visible at all.。

"Ding......

An earth-shattering knock sounded, as if the entire surface had been shaken three times, and when the sound had subsided. The whole world fell silent in vain, as if all the sounds had been absorbed by the earth-shattering blow just now.

In the silence, the sturdy iron door of the blacksmith's shop. As if it had been opened by a living earthquake, a muddy moan came out, and a wave of hot air, with a suffocating smell of coke, gushed out of it, and the air around it rose several degrees in an instant.

"Oh ......!!"

After the heat wave, a huge figure gradually appeared in my eyes, a bull-headed body, and the red yellow body that had been smoked by the iron furnace for many years was at least more than four meters tall. Facing the past, as if facing an iron tower, the shock arises spontaneously, not to mention those ordinary little demons who are only knee-high in it, even Mardas is just growing to its chest, and the muscles bulging like iron are definitely not inferior to Mardas, but the muscles grow on it are particularly symmetrical and coordinated, compared to it, Mardas is like a malformed child.

That's right. In front of me was none other than the ruler of the entire barracks—the blacksmith.

See Mardas on the opposite side. The blacksmith let out a roar like a cow. His eyes were as red as an enraged bull, and the hammer in his right hand was raised high. Then it fell with a "pop", and several little devils who couldn't dodge in front of it were suddenly smashed into meat sauce, and even the floor paved with hard brown boulders was smashed out of a small round pit half a meter deep.

In the face of the blacksmith's might, the little demons around Mardas took a few steps back in obvious fear, only Mardas, still unconcerned, flexing his muscles to provoke the blacksmith.

Name: Mardas; Species: Fallen Demon Clan; Strength: Mini-BOSS level; Introduction:The mutant little devil who has lived in the barracks for a long time,Has a high wisdom and cunning and murderous character,Bullying the soft and afraid of the hard,Good at devouring monsters weaker than themselves,Avoid strong opponents,So spent hundreds of years in the dim barracks,No one can show its whereabouts,And after hundreds of years of continuous accumulation,It has finally successfully evolved into a small boss level of the existence zài,It is cunning by nature,The only drawback is that the dominance of the military camp is particularly concerned,So the blacksmith has always been a thorn in its side, But because his strength is weaker than that of the blacksmith, he is helpless.

This is the information that Kane and Kane have been researching and collating with with him with the help of Kashya.

In a small hidden corner, my eyes wandered over the hammer in the blacksmith's right hand, and the little devil named Mardas, as for the blacksmith, although its strength is very good, it is not a big problem for me, all I care about is the hammer in its hand, and the mutated little devil that suddenly appeared.

At this time, the blacksmith and Mardas have already done it hard, although they have seen a lot of disputes between monsters before, but they are just ordinary monsters, how can they be as spectacular as the two small bosses in front of them, especially the two small boss level monsters that also have particularly strong attributes, the confrontation is called a shock, every collision of weapons, can bring countless dazzling scarlet sparks, as if to tear the air apart, the raging strong current even makes me have to squint my eyes not far away, Fortunately, there was no dust in the barracks.

"Woo ......", "Touch ......", "Qiang ............

The piercing sound of weapon impact continued to sound, and the two monsters were energetic, each blow almost exerted the strength of the whole body, you used a hammer to break my bones, and I used a big knife to stir your stomach to smithereens, a punch and a kick, a hammer and a knife to fight hard, obviously there are only two monsters, but it gives people a kind of tragic momentum of a hundred battlefields in the yellow sand.

"What a joyful ......"

There is no doubt that I am definitely planning to make a profit for the fisherman now, and it is better that both monsters can fight and die.

"Yes, yes, that's it, left hook, right hook, give it a hammer, yes, just cut it there, flirt with the foot? This trick is ruthless enough, and it is worth learning from......"

This is a rare live broadcast, with interest, I sat on the ground, took out a piece of jerky, and muttered quietly while gnawing, how good it would be if there was popcorn and coke at this time.

After a while, the two monsters were covered in blood, the blacksmith still had several deep wounds on his body, the shocking flesh and blood were turned out, and the joint of his right leg was smashed and shattered, and it would take a little time to heal, and there were also several concave places on his body, and the bones could be faintly seen.

I have to admire the amazing body and vitality of the two monsters, and they are so severely hit, but they are like nothing, but the more they fight, the more happy they become, and in the end, they simply threw down the weapons in their hands, and the two pairs of arms that rose up as if they were about to burst were tightly clenched together, competing with each other in the most direct and savage way.

"It's a blood-pumping battle......

I looked at this rare boss battle with two eyes, and my eyes inadvertently glanced into a corner, and suddenly froze.

The blacksmith's hammer, as well as the "nine-ring broadsword" with Chinese characteristics thrown by Mardas.

The nine-ring broadsword is just that, it seems that the hammer can be ......

My eyes were purring, and the fierce fight on the other side could no longer attract my attention