"What is this?"

Thor rubbed his head and got up from the ground, then looked at the ugly appearance of the aggregate corpse in front of him.

The aggregate corpse monster is really ugly, with hideous spikes all over its body, covered with traces of rotten flesh patchwork.

Coupled with the fact that he was nearly four meters tall, all those disgusting places were clearly displayed in front of Thor's eyes.

The huge corpse has a choking stench all the time, which is unbearable.

To make matters worse, the aggregate corpse was drooling at Thor, and the saliva was as ugly and pungent as pus.

"Wow~"

The Aggregate Corpse's mouth could only emit this kind of low roar that seemed to have destroyed the prefrontal lobe.

This guy is not much different from the walking corpse, and most of the time he acts according to the instincts of the forces of hell.

He rushed in Thor's direction with heavy steps, and with every step he took, he could hear the roar of the ground.

"Hey, you're big, I should have fought bigger."

Thor said weakly to the aggregated corpse monster in front of him, then clenched his fists.

When he didn't have a weapon, he had to rely on his fists.

As for the opponent who is bigger than the Aggregate Corpse, to be honest, Thor hasn't seen it yet.

But no matter whether you can beat it or not, you can't lose in terms of momentum.

Thor walked in the direction of the Gathering Corpses, carefully observing his opponent's movements.

The Aggregate Zombie is also known as the Coffinless Corpse, but this guy doesn't care what his name is.

It's not that there is no intelligence, but there are too many ideas in the body that are pieced together, and in the end they can only rely on instinct to act.

So it doesn't matter if you're wise or not.

Compared to the scratching and biting three-piece attack of the walking corpse, the aggregate corpse has been upgraded.

Replaced with a triple smash.

Fall to death, tear apart, devour.

It's pretty simple, but in the face of the strange power of aggregating corpses, it's enough.

In general, not many people can withstand the whole set of combos of the same level of aggregate corpse monsters.

"Wow~"

The Aggregate Zombie staggered towards Thor and held out his hand, which Thor's deftly dodged.

Thor's fist slammed into the flank of the aggregated corpse, stabbing directly into the rotten piece of flesh.

It's a nice liver attack.

If it was a humanoid monster of normal structure, it would have been severely damaged, but this big monster didn't have a liver.

"Man, I didn't expect that."

The Aggregate Corpse smashed down with its spiked arm without any effect, forcing Thor to retreat.

Thor also made quips in passing when he avoided it, although the situation was very dangerous.

But people have to learn to be happy in suffering, otherwise life will be too painful.

Thor shook off his hand, shook off the rotten minced meat, and began to test again.

Now he is constantly fighting in the secret realm, but it is gentle outside.

Hawkeye and Natasha finally completed their fifth secret realm, and the two of them were lying panting on the snow in Harlogas.

It's just the fatigue after the battle, and it doesn't mean anything else.

"Patton, when are we going back to S.H.I.E.L.D.?"

Natasha rolled over and sat up, showing off the graceful curves of her body.

After a battle, she began to miss the warm bed in her apartment.

Even though her materialistic desires as an agent are not very strong, sleeping on a stone bed all this time still makes her a little uncomfortable.

"Let me rest first, I just want to rest now."

Hawkeye lay on the snow, his eyes closed.

Although it was quite comfortable without the complicated tasks in S.H.I.E.L.D., it was also a little uncomfortable to have to go through a life-and-death battle.

Hawkeye clutched a rudimentary longbow in his hand, and the quiver on the side was empty.

His special arrows are consumables, and he has long since begun to use sharpened wood arrows in constant combat.

Even the compound bow was damaged in the battle, and the longbow in his hand was picked up in the secret realm.

Although he could not experience the joy of infinite arrows, he still loved the bow.

"I thought you'd be more of a thrower of axes, knives and stuff."

Natasha smiled as she looked at Cassius as she walked by.

"I don't want to see you now, Ancestor of Orungus."

As soon as Hawkeye opened his eyes, he saw the face of Orungus, and he closed his eyes again.

"Alright, you can follow Bourkeso to get the vial. At that time, we didn't have any vials that could restore potions. ”

Orungus kicked Hawkeye before speaking.

"He's really tired."

Natasha slowly stood up and said to Orungus, who had known her ancestors for a long time.

Especially Orolongus, which is most commonly seen besides Cassius.

"Don't I know what I'm fighting against? A bunch of little mice can make him like this? ”

Orungus grabbed the eagleeye on the ground and said with some contempt.

"Little mouse? You call those flying spirits little mice? ”

Hawkeye sat up in a dying posture and said to Orungus:

"If the geist is a little mouse, then what was the name of the mouse I met in the last battle? Whack the Ground Demon? ”

Hawkeye's shout made Cassius, who was watching from the sidelines, laugh.

After all these years, Cassius's prank has taken effect again.

Whenever he talked about a fight, Cassius would tell Orungus, consciously or unconsciously, what a certain battle he had encountered was.

Over time, Eulongus himself could not remember.

In fact, it's normal.,The number of battles experienced by these ancestors one by one is almost impossible to count.,Who can clearly remember which battle they met what monsters.。

It's just that Orungus is the most unlucky one, and Cassius has succeeded in making him even remember the first few battles wrong.

"Ahem! Didn't you come out alive anyway, so even the geist didn't have anything to worry about. ”

Orungus understood the ins and outs in an instant, and then glared at Cassius as if nothing had happened.

"Patton boy, I still don't like you to use a bow and arrow, even if you don't have the conditions to use the Ancient Spear, then use throwing weapons too much."

Orungus shifted the subject, figgling one hand in his backpack.

He wasn't morals enough to completely ignore the dangers caused by his mistakes, so he was going to make amends for Hawkeye.

So he pulled out a thumb-sized emerald from his backpack.

Although it is only the lowest level of gems, it also has this good power.

If the inlaid weapon is back, the damage dealt when attacking the vital point is increased.

It is also commonly known as plus blast injury.

"This is given to you, and it will be regarded as compensation."

Even the lowest grade of emeralds from the sanctuary are the ones with no visible blemishes.

Cassius looked at Orungus's awkward approach, and also took out a gem from his backpack and handed it to Hawkeye.

This one is a diamond, which can bring elemental resistance when set in armor, and if it is embedded in the helmet, it can also restore the body more quickly, and use skills more often.

"This is my apology."

If it weren't for me, Orungus wouldn't have told you the wrong news.

"But from this moment on, we won't tell you about the battle in the future."

Cassius rubbed his belt and said in a low voice:

"After all, we can't remember what monsters are in every battle, it's only going to get harder anyway."

Natasha looked at Cassius, walked up to Cassius and stretched out her palm, and then exchanged a roll of Cassius's eyes.

"Natasha, I don't have anything to interfere with your fight, you can put your hands away."

If it weren't for the erroneous information provided by Orungus that caused Hawkeye to encounter an unexpected enemy, the Ancestors would not have compensated for the enemy, no matter how difficult the encounter.

"Alright, Bourkeso is here, you can follow him to get the potion, and then just remember to come back and train when you are free."

Orungus muttered, as if muttering.

Then the person disappeared.

Cassius and Bourkeso beckoned and left, calculating that it would be his turn to drive the car forged by Lasuk.

"How are you feeling?"

Bourkeso asked, dropping the two bottles of wine.

"It's not bad, the ancestors are all cute."

Natasha sank deeper, swaying her charm as always, but to no avail.

"I just want to get some sleep, preferably in a warm place."

Hawkeye stood loosely and said.

"By the way, what happened to Casillas with the missing front teeth, I care a little bit about him."

Hawkeye was fortunate enough to see Canuk's mental education, and Casillas' neurotic appearance made him shudder a little.

"Casillas? He's doing well now, and he's pretty much learned to fight with his head. ”

Bourkeso thought for a moment and replied.

Speaking of Casillas, Bourkeso admires Quarkek's methods very much.

Casillas now speaks loudly, and no matter what problem he encounters, he can choose the most righteous answer at the first time.

It seemed that Kanuk's education had penetrated deep into his heart, as solid as a steel seal of thought.

"May I ask how he fights with his head?"

Natasha always felt that there was something unusual about this "brain" battle.

"It's probably the level of being able to smash the Sinking Demon Wizard headlong, obviously he hasn't learned to ram into a rage yet, he can already do this, Kanuk is a good teacher."

Bourkeso rubbed his beard and said.

"Alright, come with me to get the vial, the vial for the recruits must be obtained in front of the Elder Temple."

Without further ado, Bourkeso took the two recruits behind him and walked in the direction of the Elder's Sanctuary again.

Natasha tilted her head and chose to be silent.

Hawkeye silently tossed tears for Casillas in his heart, and then followed Bourquesor.