"Hahaha, rebellion! Destroy the oppressors! ”

Spartacus wielded a small sword in his hand that was completely disproportionate to his strong body, and the Roman short sword, which was originally known for its lightness, was swung by this giant man, which gave people an exaggerated sense of incongruity no matter how you look at it. The blue-white, reminiscent of corpse skin, and the tight leather straps on it, all give people a strange feeling.

This sense of incongruity is too exaggerated, and it will even make people temporarily ignore his exaggerated combat power.

With a wave of that huge and heroic arm, there would definitely be heavily armed Roman soldiers who were lifted away by him, like an exaggerated scene in a comic, the person flew up to a height of ten meters, and then fell down with gravity.

The difference is that in comics that highlight the funny style, nothing will happen if the person falls to the ground, and it will even bounce up like a leather ball. But in reality, there will only be a crisp snap, and then a dark red flower will bloom.

Spartacus was a berserker. Furthermore, it is a berserker who has reached the EX rank in madness.

Frenzy is a difficult skill to explain, as it is a deprivation of reason, not a lack of reason. It only weakens the mind. When it comes to the level of EX, it is different. Crazy EX, it is possible to think normally, and even communicate.

However, thinking is fixed in a certain pattern, which is very difficult and almost impossible to communicate.

The conversation of a normal person is: Have you eaten? Eat, what about you? Eat it. Good bye.

And the dialogue of Crazy EX is: Have you eaten? It's eight o'clock. Where do you live? It's eight o'clock. Shall we eat? It's eight o'clock. What time is it? My house lives on the sixth floor.

In a sense, madness EX is similar to [talking to oneself], completely ignoring others, just blindly doing things according to one's own thinking and own pace.

Spartacus's madness EX brings the thinking of [rebellion].

He hated the oppressor and loved to protect the weak.

Now, the heavily armed Roman soldiers were certainly the oppressors, and the rebels with tattered weapons in their hands were naturally weak.

He took the lead, with supreme joy and a bright smile on his face—and then transformed into a meat grinder-like killing machine, harvesting life.

On the other side, Lu Bu Fengxian made an oh sound from his mouth, his words were not understood by others, and he did not need others to understand, waving the Fang Tian Painting Halberd in his hand, he was also the first.

However, the reason for his charge was that he wanted to be the first to break into the city of Rome and plunder the treasures. Where do these ignorant slaves know what is of high value? If they had been allowed to go and spoil it first, and then go themselves, the high-priced artworks would have been destroyed long ago. The treasures that were snatched away can still be snatched back, but the artworks that were burned and smashed, Lu Bu does not have the ability to restore them again.

"Ah......hh The rest of Rome...... Nero's Rome...... Nero...... Nero...... Ahh ”

The Roman army was crushed and retreated, and could only barely maintain the battle line, and when it was forced to retreat to the final line of defense, it was finally heard, as if the voice of death.

Caligula, who roared, leaped past three or four rows of soldiers and stood in the front row.

This kind of scene is rare, and the scene of three berserkers facing each other is ......

Caligula roared, his muscles pumping, his fingers clenched as steel.

"Yes, it's the Roman Emperor!"

Someone in the rebels shouted.

"Just kill the emperor and Rome will be finished!"

Among the rebels, the atmosphere suddenly became high.

"It's His Majesty the Emperor! With His Majesty here, then you can rest assured! ”

It was the same with the Roman soldiers.

"Emperor? Yes! O oppressor! Hahaha, love! Feel my love, oppressor! ”

With his arms outstretched, Spartacus rushed first.

Lu Bu followed, and the two berserkers paved towards Caligula.

However, Caligula is not afraid of color, and with the most unappeasing skill [Emperor's Privilege], he is invincible on the battlefield.

As soon as his mind moved, the skill of [Strange Force] appeared, and Caligula grabbed Fang Tian's halberd with his right fist, and his left fist turned towards Spartacus's arm.

With the blessing of strange power, where is the fist? It's a murder weapon similar to a meteor hammer!

Spartacus didn't pay attention, only heard a snap, and the hand holding the sword was knocked away.

Yes, it flies.

From the wrist, it broke out, and the hand that was holding the sword tightly broke away from the wrist and was completely knocked out!

You must know that Spartacus's durability is EX level, which is incomparably powerful and durable, and Caligula actually knocked his wrist flying with all his strength!

Destroying the body, Spartacus didn't understand it, and waved it in the air, only to find that his wrist was broken.

"Hahahaha, very good!! Give me more! More! ”

Unexpectedly, he did not wail or be angry, but showed a brighter smile that made people feel disgusted. When he was hurt, he laughed and asked him to continue to hurt more.

At the same time, strange blood bubbles surged in the broken wrist of his wrist, but in a moment, the strange flesh structure and regrowth, this time, something that could barely be seen in the shape of his hand.

After being injured, can you regenerate?!

"Ahh Yes, it's Lord Spartacus's special ability! ”

Someone in the rebels recognized it.

In the gladiatorial arena, Spartacus showed this ability more than once.

The more you hurt, the stronger you are. New monster-like tissue will swell out of the wound to fill the wound, and the more you hurt him, the more powerful the monster will become.

This is the strongest hole card to turn defeat into victory.

The morale of the rebels was at a high level.

"Ahhhh

How could Lu Bu be willing to let his Fang Tian painting halberd be caught? As China's leading military general, where can he endure this humiliation? With a loud shout, he grabbed the halberd with both hands, and stabbed with all his might, Rao is the blessing of Caligula's skills, and he couldn't catch it, and the blow of the rotation pierced his shoulder.

"Woo woo woo ......"

Caligula's golden shoulder armor was shattered, and the red cloak was unrestrained and dragged to the ground like rags, and someone in the crowd shouted again.

"It's, it's amazing! It's worthy of Lord Lu Bu! ”

The emperor went out into battle, but the morale of the other party was even more exaggerated, which is really a ridiculous result.

Caligula stared at the round blood-red eyes, his whole body was full of strength, the pierced shoulder had been repaired by magic, he didn't care about his wounds at all, reached out, grabbed Fang Tian's halberd from under his ribs, turned around and punched, and hit Lu Bu's head, Lu Bu was just about to react, but Spartacus took the lead, this gladiator who lost his weapon, actually a bear hug, directly restrained Caligula!!

"Hahaha, feel my hug! Oppressor! ”

As if to color the battle, in the city of Rome, pillars of fire soared into the sky, red-black, purple-black, sliding from top to bottom, the three colors intertwined, almost like a mysterious tower leading to heaven.

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