031 Reduction of Team Rumlow
The body of the grotesque demon finally showed obvious injuries in the explosion of several grenades.
The grenades landed firmly under the grotesque demon's body.
The rounded, lumpy body wasn't enough for it to make a fussing move.
Besides, these low-level demons who don't have many brains don't know what it means to dodge.
Several explosions occurred at about the same time, and the splinters were blasted with gunpowder, completely destroying the grotesque's legs, which were smaller than their bodies.
The ball-like body also lost part of it under the explosion, like a potato that had been bitten, and the skin bloomed.
"Ceasefire!"
Rumlow stopped the firepower and continued to output it.
After all, according to his "common sense", the body was damaged into such a guy should have died.
Even if he still maintained a certain degree of vigilance, his choice was still wrong.
……
"Is this also called fighting? He stopped attacking without even knowing if the other party was dead? Did he still want to go up and see how the grotesque exploded? ”
Vader yelled at her disdain for the agents, and her eyes looked at Agent Tes, who was left on standby.
"If you have a way to contact them, it's best to tell them to keep attacking."
Vader has already made some violations, and fighting outsiders in the secret realm can't help, it's the rule of the barbarians.
"Shut up, Vader."
Bourkeso threw the roast meat at Vader, sealing his mouth directly.
"The meat roasted by the future Immortal King himself!"
Vader grinned and walked away with the barbecue, indicating that he wouldn't say anything more.
As for Tes, he tried to use the walkie-talkie to relay the message he got to Rumlow, but no matter how much he fiddled with the walkie-talkie, which never malfunctioned, there was no response.
Even at the moment when Vader spoke, even the experts who were watching Bourkeso lost the audio signal.
It also completely cut off the possibility of them notifying Rumlow.
The Sacred Mountain of Harogas has its own rules, and although it never communicates, the barbarians believe that the Holy Mountain has its own consciousness.
It's like when those demons attack, there is no shortage of unlucky ghosts who fall into the rifts.
And those cracks definitely appeared there out of nowhere.
"What shall I call you? The Immortal King? ”
Tess was already worried at this point, he needed more information, and as much as possible to establish a channel of communication with the only living people on the mountain.
Bourkeso glanced at Tes, then turned around and continued to eat the roast, sharing it with the Ancient One Yugil from time to time.
But apparently he had no intention of communicating with Tes.
Even if these guys have become the brave men recognized by the Holy Mountain, this will not make Bourkeso dispel the bad feelings of these rude fellows who have explored them before.
The ancient one did not say a word about Bourkeso's choice, because it was not necessary.
Jill, on the other hand, struggled to overcome the nausea coming from the picture in front of her, just keeping her head down.
Jill knew that the person he could rely on was the Bourkeso in front of him, and as long as there was even the slightest possibility of making Bourkeso angry, he would not recklessly choose to speak for someone he didn't know at all.
How his life was saved, he knew very well.
Jill wouldn't be stupid enough to take Bourkeso's concern for him right.
The child knew that he had no reason to ask someone to do something for him.
……
At Rumlow's instructions, a scout was cautiously approaching the grotesque's massive body, and not far behind him, a man with a shotgun was guarding the creeping grotesque.
The rest of the group scattered, pointing their guns at the far end of the deep passage, ready to continue the fight.
The body of the grotesque demon was a specimen of temptation for these agents eager to understand the barbarians.
In Rumlow's ears, he could even hear the eager arguments of the biological experts.
A creature that can barely ignore firearms is a hopeful representation of the results of their research.
Super soldier potions are hope and sustenance for these guys.
At this time, both S.H.I.E.L.D. and Hydra are desperate to get a sample of the flesh and blood of the grotesque demon, and Rumlow's team can only choose to act recklessly.
The body of the grotesque demon was prostrate on the ground, motionless.
Of course it didn't die, after all, the explosion that followed death was a sign of grotesque death.
But under that violent impact, this demon still temporarily lost consciousness, and his front can be regarded as a coma.
But demons have an interesting trait, which is their powerful ability to adapt to strange things.
Can exist in any terrain, in any environment.
It has a strong ability to adapt to abnormal conditions such as fainting and blindness.
When the number of controls increases, the effect will become worse and worse.
A coma like this doesn't last long.
Just as the scout was holding the monstrous demon's only discernible jaw with his gun, the behemoth's hand pinched the hapless recout's calf in an instant.
At the same time, the partner behind the scout pulls the trigger on the grotesque demon!
A large number of bullets landed on the monster's chest, but it didn't stop it from continuing its brutal actions!
In the blink of an eye, the scout turned into two, dyeing the grotesque demon remnants on the ground red.
At this time, Jill who tried to restrain his disgusting finally couldn't hold back.
Even the ancient one didn't look away a little, even if she survived for hundreds of years, she still felt unbearable to see death.
Bourkeso looked at the huge projection in front of him and ate the barbecue as usual.
But his hands clenched tightly.
Barbarians know that warriors inevitably die, but it still makes them angry to see humans die at the hands of demons.
Beneath Bourkeso's indifferent body was the killing intent of the demon that rose again.
Even if he could feel that these guys had the aura of a villain, the regret for life still existed.
The dense gunfire rang out again, but the body of the grotesque demon crawled firmly towards the Rumlow team with the spirit of not giving up until the goal was reached.
"How many monsters like this are there!"
Tess shouted at Bourkeso with some trembling, at this time he felt that this secret realm was not a trial, but a murder.
"In the weakest secret realm, there are at least a dozen demons, as well as a warrior demon."
Vader in the distance responded to Tes, although in the savage's perception, choosing to enter the secret realm meant accepting the possible death.
But Vader was a little different after all, he was more compassionate.
"They can choose to give up, but it seems that they don't understand the magic of the return journey......"
Vader said with some regret.
While the Mysteries can be returned from the entrance, it also requires some knowledge of the magic of the return journey to activate the teleportation.
At this time, if you want to get out alive, there is only one way to go through the secret realm.