"Weiss, how many times have I told you, pay attention to your back when fighting!"

With an axe, Greira slashed the Moon King and yelled at the bloodied barbarian Vess in front of him. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info he was very helpless. This Vis is good at everything, but he is too impulsive when he fights, and he never cares about the movement behind him.

"Isn't there a captain?" Vis looked back and smiled, and without looking at it, he picked up an axe and flew a hellish spirit that rushed in front of him.

Looking at Weiss's innocent smile, Guerrera glared, and couldn't help but slap him: "Remember my words." You might not have the same luck next time. ”

Weiss smiled innocently, touched his slapped-in head and ran away. This captain is good at everything, but he is too long-winded. Every time I fight, I am beaten and scolded ten or twenty times, as if I am playing.

"And you, pay attention. These damn guys are stronger than they used to be. When Guerrera saw Vis running away, she took her anger out on the rest of the team.

Wronged, really wronged.

The other three barbarians looked gloomy and transferred their anger to the group of hellish spirits in front of them. It's obviously that Weiss is not good, let's lie down the gun.

Grayla watched as the four members of his team frantically slaughtered this group of infernal spirits, and his forehead was bruised. These little bunnies are never reassuring. Don't look at what kind of place it is. Is the second floor of the Worldstone Fortress such a safe place?

"These damn demons." Guerrera quickly shifted her focus to the demons of hell.

They are a team of pure savages. There were not many of them, only five, but each of them was the best of the barbarians. Although there are only five people, the team that can break into the second layer of the Worldstone Fortress is less than two in the whole of Harogas. This is one of the reasons why he is proud enough.

It's not the first time he's led a team to the second floor of the World Stone Fortress. The ranks of pure barbarians inevitably have a great Achilles' heel. Burning Souls, aka Electrogenies, are cunning ranged lightning bolts that can wipe out any team that doesn't have a ranged class like a mage. Not to mention melee nemesis like the Frenzy Hell Spirits who blow themselves up at the slightest disagreement.

But he did.

The team of five has not lost a single person. It's all due to his personality. It is true that he is a barbarian, but he has the composure rarely seen by the barbarians. Those barbarians other than Harogas? He didn't admit that those who had passed on the skills of the barbarians belonged to the barbarian clan.

Yes, he was a staunch nationalist, and like the Amazons in the rainforest of Kurast Harbour, he was equally reluctant to admit that the barbarians were his own people. This is one of the reasons why the team he formed did not have other professionals to join. Of course, the more important reason is that he is bent on relying on the power of the barbarians to recapture the holy mountain Arret.

This time, he led the team to attack the third layer of the World Stone again, and he made sufficient preparations. The first layer was basically unable to stop the team's footsteps, which was expected by him. But when he entered the second layer, he was keenly aware that the demons here were a little different from the previous ones. The strength is obviously about 30% higher. The evil spirits of hell that used to be killed with a single axe now take at least two or even three strikes to kill.

"I'm not reconciled." Guerrera roared inwardly.

This was his fifth attempt to storm the third layer of the World Stone. For more than two hundred years, no one in all of Harorgas has been able to take down Baal and enter the next world through the Worldstone. He paid a great price for this. However, the successive defeats did not break his fighting spirit, but became more and more eager to prove himself. But now, he knew that the attempt was going to fail again.

The entrance to the third floor is not far away. He could even hear the terrifying screams of the infernal women in the third layer. Seeing that he was about to accomplish a feat that no one had been able to accomplish for more than 300 years, he only hated that he was not strong enough to even deal with these evil spirits of hell.

"Hurry up and clean up the battlefield, let's go back." Grera struggled to pull the blood-stained axe from the corpse of the Hell's Spirit, and roared at the team. Although he was unwilling, he still did not get carried away. Caution is the key to a team's survival.

"Captain, I can hold on." Vis held the axe in one hand and a powerful healing potion in the other, and poured it into his mouth. Just now, he rushed to the front, acting as an arrow figure, and his body was already covered with large and small scars. One of the most horrific almost cut his entire chest open. But he acted like he was nothing, full of energy, and a whole battle maniac.

"Weiss, you can't do it." Another barbarian, Joga, smiled, and teased with his two-handed sword, which was still stained with flesh and blood, "It's my turn." It's so boring to be behind you. ”

"Fuck off, it's my turn."

"A couple of idiots, of course I'll take the lead."

The other two barbarians also took the opportunity to make a loud noise. The morale of the entire team was still high, and it was not affected by the battle just now. Even if the strength of these hellish spirits has obviously improved, it has not been able to dampen their fighting spirit.

"Get out, Lao Tzu is the captain." Greira laughed and cursed, and stopped talking about going back to the city. He is still the captain after all, and he knows the temper of these villains under his hands. If you say that, you have to listen to yourself in the end. This kind of mutual teasing has always been their way of relaxing after the fight.

Before he could finish speaking, out of the corner of his eye, Guerrera suddenly caught a glimpse of a hellish spirit staggering from among the corpses behind Vess. This infernal spirit was so badly injured that its chest was completely split, and its stomach and other internal organs had already flowed out of its body. Suddenly seeing this scene, the hairs on his body exploded.

"Ves, behind you!" Guerrera only cared for a brief warning.

He saw the strangeness of this evil spirit of hell. A violent force is brewing inside this dying demon. The Frenzy of Hell is an evolution of the Hellspirit. Often in a desperate situation, the dying hell spirit will activate the bloodline in the body and evolve into a mad hell spirit. This evolution is so fast that almost no one can react to it.

In just a few moments, the back of this dying hellish spirit suddenly turned blood-red and bulged high, like a huge disgusting tumor. But Guerrera knew that this disgusting tumor contained an incomparably violent magic. This kind of evolution is rare, but not without precedent. Eves's condition at the moment could not stop a mad hellish spirit from exploding at close range.

"Vess!" Guerrera's eyes cracked, and a few bits of blood erupted from her mouth.

At this time, Weiss also realized that the crisis was coming, and he didn't want to pick up the giant axe with his backhand and swept out. Even if you want to die, you have to get this self-destructive madman flying. It is a little farther away. It doesn't matter if you're dead, since you've come, you've had this awareness. As long as it can reduce the risk of other brothers.

At this moment, a thin figure suddenly flashed next to the mad hellish spirit that was about to explode. (To be continued.) )