221 "Real" Illusion (555)
"Do you want to send these two little ones over too?"
Orungus spoke to Cassius, Hawkeye and Natasha right behind them.
"Do you think the two of them can compare to those two guys?"
Cassius gestured to Rorschach and Wayne.
The most talented recruit at the moment is Rorschach, followed by Wayne and Matthew at a similar level.
The rest is no different.
Except for Jessica, who is always fired by Orlac, the others are not very eye-catching.
"It's a big deal, I'll go find Talik and ask him to do it again."
Orungus turned to look at Hawkeye and Natasha.
"Boy, what did you get from releasing water before? Speak up and let me be happy. β
Hawkeye seemed a little embarrassed when he heard Orungus's words.
"I promised him two months' salary."
Natasha replied directly.
The answer was sonorous and unashamed.
"What about you? Just for five bottles of wine? β
Olongus walked into the distance, his tone flat.
Cassius grinned, unhurriedly keeping his distance from Orungus.
"Yes, five bottles of wine will buy me."
As he spoke, Cassius moved his fingers, ready for battle.
"You can't rest assured of me?"
Orungus stood still, and turned around.
As for Hawkeye, he ignored it for the time being.
"We're so acquainted, unless you give me five more bottles, I'll let you walk fifty paces."
Cassius' fangs burst out laughing.
"Do you believe it that I went to Bourkeso to borrow the power of the earth?"
The veins on Olongus's head flare.
"Bourkeso won't necessarily lend it to you, and besides, there's nothing wrong with lending it to you, I'm not afraid."
Cassius said as he patted the massive belt around his waist.
"Cassius's pride! Phew! β
Olongus cursed, and after his legend became the talent of the barbarians, these ancestors had already understood.
Anyway, the closer you are to him, the better.
"Do you believe that if I use the Tribal Blade as a bargaining chip, I will definitely be able to exchange the right to use the power of the earth from Bourkeso?"
"Of course I do, but are you willing?"
Cassius rubbed his belt and said disdainfully.
Then he put on a fighting stance, and even if Orungus was able to borrow the Earth Power suit later, he would now be beaten to death.
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Olongus casually threw a huge stone at Cassius.
The stone was covered with flames and fell like a hill.
Cassius roared, pulled his right fist behind him, and then threw a hook.
The sound of the fist breaking through the air was about to catch up with Orlac to use the slam.
Ignoring the pain, it was activated, and the tremendous force smashed the boulder into two pieces straight through the middle.
Cassius's body did not waver in the slightest, and he casually dispersed the smoke and dust in the air, but the bones in his hands were already twisted.
Orungus' boulder throw can inflict a lot of damage on Cassius, but it can't stop Cassius' actions.
All injuries and pain mean nothing to Cassius.
Cassius's main opponent at the time was the Queen of Pain, who brought torment and pain to corrupt her will, and although she could not win, Cassius was the best barbarian to entangle with Andariel.
The incomprehensible disregard for pain made Andariel, who represented pain, very distressed.
When she heard the news of Cassius' death, Andariel almost threw a party to celebrate.
"Do you have anything new! If not, just wait and be beaten! β
Cassius laughed wildly, standing under the rubble and paying no attention to the debris.
By the time he regained his vision from the rubble, Orungus had run far away, and could only see a figure leaping in mid-air in the distance.
Cassius's mouth opened wide, and he could see his little tongue when he smiled.
Then the smile retracted and became lost.
"Again, you always turn around and run, I can't even put the water."
Cassius muttered quietly.
From the beginning of the indiscriminate punch to knock over Olongus to his bribery of Hawkeye and Natasha, it was all a calculation.
He thought that this time he would be able to make this guy Olongus dissipate without regrets.
Thousands of years of existence is too long.
It's a long one, and it's going crazy.
"It doesn't look like we're helping much."
Hawkeye said seriously.
The day before the deadline for the battle, Cassius found him and said that he was going to put on a show.
"But the ancestors are very interesting."
Natasha stretched out her hand to Cassius and patted the thick arm, and Cassius reluctantly took out a bottle of Bourkeso's treasure and handed it to Natasha.
This is a good reward.
"We're funny? What a hurtful statement. β
Orlongus is already at the gates of the Holy Mountain.
In addition to the legendary Tribal Blade, he also has a pair of Booty Boots.
The Tribal Blade allows every battle cry to trigger the two great abilities of Landslide and Earthquake, and the Looting Boots allows the Jumping Slash skill to jump three times in a row, and these two pieces of equipment can be combined with the Earth Power set to form a powerful combat power.
The continuous jump slashes allowed him to reach the gate of the Holy Mountain faster than Kolik.
Of course, he sensed Cassius's intentions, just as Cassius knew him well, and he knew Cassius well.
The stakes for five bottles of wine are actually quite high, and Cassius wants him to take the initiative, even at the cost of bribing Hawkeye to act with Natasha.
But Olongus didn't want to disappear like that.
"Ollongus, it seems that you still don't want to leave."
Madolph was sitting cross-legged in front of the gate of the Holy Mountain, tilting his head and closing one eye to look at the somewhat lost Orungus.
"Shut up boy! It's not your turn to point fingers! β
Olongus shouted unceremoniously, his mood was actually really bad.
"Did you get itchy skin after escaping Cassius's beating? Why don't I give you loose bark for Cassius? β
Madolph said angrily.
Although Madolph was still quite young compared to ancestors like Orungus, in terms of combat effectiveness, the three ancestors were the first echelon after the banners of Bourkeso.
"Get ready to open the door! Guard! Collick is here with Rorschach and Wayne! β
Orungus tried to spit out, but he swallowed back in the face of Madolph's grief.
The barbarians who spat on the gate of the Holy Mountain last time were hung up and beaten by Madocker, and they were beaten badly.
That's right, he was the one who was beaten last time.
Madoc watched as Orungus swallowed his saliva and put away his grief.
"Boring suspicion again? When have we ever been out of the conspirators, these guys ......"
"Okay Madocker, we are new to this world, don't expect ordinary people to believe your words directly."
Talik pressed Madolph's shoulder, his tone a little profound.
"It's like someone treats you well for no reason, what do you think?"
"I'll think that guy wants to me and knock out his teeth."
Madolph was a little irritable and said:
"I know I don't care what other people think, but this is Hallogas."
"It's another world here, too, and it's not necessary. Even if that person really wants to take advantage of you, it is estimated that he will not react until you have taken advantage of you. β
Talik looked at Colick's figure in the distance and squeezed Madolph.
"I am a prophet."
"You were alive."
Talik and Madolph were talking, and Kolik finally walked up.
"Let's get started, let these boys dispel their suspicions."
Colik put his hand on the gate of the Holy Mountain and shook his head at the other two, urging.
"Tariq, you go and explain."
Madolph pressed his hand on the gate of the Holy Mountain.
"I knew you two were going to push the matter on me."
Talik put his hand down as he spoke, and a faint blue light flickered from the quaint door.
Then Talik and Rorschach showed up in a special place.
Memories of the Holy Mountain.
The miracle that the three ancestors can present together is similar to a movie, which can be reversed, fast-forwarded, and paused.
"When they come out, they probably won't be bored with suspicions, it's 'real'."
Madolph withdrew his hand, the power had been activated, and the rest was a matter for Talik.
"I don't know, I think Wayne's kid has a lot of thoughts. And that Rorschach is about the same. β
Colik crouched on the ground playing in the snow, and now he just wanted to be a stone statue and not think about anything.
"I originally liked this world because of the innocence of human beings. Who knew that the Seven Demon Kings would also come along, and that kind of naivety would hurt them. β
Because they were able to turn into stone statues, the pain of the three ancestors was the least.
After all, there is no need to fight the boredom of time all the time.
But not now.
The strange world is full of unknowns, especially since there is no other Nephilim as a comrade-in-arms in this world.
He can only act first as a protector and gatekeeper.
"Doubt if the Seven Demon Kings are real? Anyone who sees the existence of that rule will not doubt this. β
Maddock sadly shoveled snow on the ground with his grief, and he planned to build a snowman.
"As I said to you, you are a prophet. But they're not, and I think it's going to take some time. β
Corick smashed a huge snowball on Madok's head, drowning him entirely.
"Wait until they watch their fellow citizens being corrupted into demons!"
Somewhat helpless, Madoc climbed out of the snowdrift, and then changed places to continue shoveling snow.
He now plans to build an oversized snowman and carve it into his own form.
"Bourkeso can be relied upon."
"But Bourkeso can't hold a world alone."
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"What is this?"
Rorschach finally stopped cold-faced.
Wayne looked around cautiously.
"The truth you want."
Talik glanced at the gray surroundings with a nostalgic expression.
The environment recreates the intensity of the sanctuary world, and the hard touch of the ground and the pervasive pressure make Talik look excited.
"Except for Rorschach, everyone else was chosen to fight these guys."
Talik said as he looked at the dust rising from the horizon.
"Against what? A demon in the secret realm? β
Wayne picked up the axe and followed Talik's line of sight.
Rorschach did not speak, but he was ready for battle.
"The ones you meet aren't even bugs in front of the guy you're going to face next. Although the appearance may be similar. β
Taliq pulled out evidence of his shame.
"Feel for yourself the real demon army, this is Azmodan's troops. You are immortal here, as long as you can kill even one hard-haired mouse, you can end it early. β
Talik said this, then stood still and waited for the demon army to attack.
Killing a hard-haired rat here was impossible for Rorschach and Wayne.
The main force of the Hell Demon King is not the same concept as those fragile secret realm demons.
Especially this time it was Azmodan's army.
It has the most elite demons, the most powerful combat power, and the highest combat quality.
In Azmodan's army, there will be one Warrior Demon for every six demons, and one Elite Demon for every thirty demons.
You can even see the various war monsters created by Azmodan.
A high-level demon like a greedy demon.
Everything in the secret realm is gradual, and here they will see the spirit of the Seven Demon Kings of Hell.
By the time Azmodan actually came on the scene, the baptism would be over.
Because the immortality of Rorschach and Wayne is based on the existence of Tariq.
As a soul being, the combined efforts of the three ancestors could certainly easily defeat this illusion that was only half the strength of the Hell Demon King.
Even if the three ancestors were still alive, one of them would be able to penetrate this illusion.
The three living ancestors, with the blessing of Harogas, have the power to make Baldu, the Lord of Destruction, retreat.
But not right now.
The Three Ancestors are dead, and Talik with a single soul body can only entangle with the Hell Demon King of half his strength, just like Cassius did to Andariel.
Fortunately, this time it was just for the two suspicious recruits to feel the reality they were about to face, so that they didn't need to fight Azmodan.
"Azmodan."
Rorschach muttered the name of the Demon King of Hell.
"The strongest commander in Hell, his men have defeated the Angel Legion more than once in the Eternal War. Every time, Prius can only rush up and fight alone to turn the situation around, just like I am now.
Of course, once in a while he would bring Tyrell to help him clear the way. β
Tarik glanced at Rorschach beside him as he spoke of Tyrell.
Those who are favored by justice are sometimes stubbornly unimaginable.
"Kill a hard-haired mouse? Ending early? β
Wayne didn't feel good.
"Does it hurt to die here?"
Rorschach said calmly.
"It hurts as much as it really hurts. But after you die, you can get some respite, and you can come and go from death to life seamlessly. β
Talik held the proof of shame at his side with both hands, and now he could see the scars on the leg of the Hammer Demon at the front of the demon army.
Rorschach hung his axe back on his waist, he wasn't going to fight here.
After all, Talik had already told them that they weren't even as good as ants here.
Experiencing death and then getting the "truth" is what Talik brought them to.
It was futile to resist in this situation.
Wayne was going to give it a try, after all, he wasn't going to experience what it was like to die.
"Hah!"
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Tarik let out two war cries, and a huge shockwave spread out through the place.
The debris on the ground flew away with the shock wave.
Rorschach and Matthew were blown to the ground by the tremendous wind pressure.
Again, Talik had deliberately controlled the situation.
The demon armies in the distance filled their sight,
The edge of the demon army is not visible on the sides, and there is no end in sight on the front.
"These guys are coming to our world?"
Rorschach muttered, blue wings of light looming behind him.
Anger is generating.
"I wish I didn't know anything."
Wayne's tone was deliberately lighthearted, he clenched his axe, and stared at the approaching demon army.
"How can power be unwarranted? We don't play with conspiracy, because the guy who plays with conspiracy can easily be corrupted by Azmodan and Bire.
None of us who still exist in the Holy Mountain are mentally flawed. β
Talik said casually, he didn't want the barbarians to be misunderstood.
Tarik then charged the demon army, the evidence of shame in his hand leaving a deep mark on the ground.
Jump Slash Arret's Calling!
Tarik landed like a cannonball in the middle of the demon.
This landing spot was carefully chosen by Talik, who was surrounded by the kind of demons with hard bodies.
The demons within a radius of nearly a kilometer of his landing site were pulled in the direction of Talik by the sudden formation of a shockwave.
Arrett's Call is a rune that allows the Barbarians to rally their enemies and then deal with them more efficiently.
"Hah!"
Tarik roared and swung the half-heavy sword in his hand, sending a bone-chilling chill from the blade!
Ice Storm!
The moment the blade touched the demon's body, the ice crystals attached to the place of contact.
With the crisp sound of ice being shattered, a circle of demons around it was cut in two, the fractures were still ice crystals, and the demon's blood, which was as hot as magma, failed to melt the frost.
Proof of Shame, let Shun Slash hurt more when he has less rage, Talik is the legendary barbarian who is the best at controlling anger, and Proof of Disgrace is the embodiment of his ability to continue fighting!
Slashing generates rage, great skills consume rage, and life regeneration generated by the fading anger brought by the talent Bloodthirsty makes Tarik a never-ending meat grinder on the battlefield.
He has mastered all the advanced runes of the skill of Shun Chop, and the damage of the three attributes of frost, fire, and thunder can be adapted to any situation.
Now that the skill that generates rage has been released, the next step is the big skill that unleashes rage!
Talik jumped lightly on the spot, raising only the height of a matchbox.
But when it landed, it was like a meteor hitting the ground, setting off a shockwave that was even more terrifying than the previous jump slash!
The ground within a radius of three thousand meters sank more than half a meter deep, and the dust was raised, and in the blink of an eye, it was blown away in the roar of Talik!
Earthquake: The sky is falling!
A violent shock wave rose from the edge of the deep depression and returned in the direction of Talik.
Those fragile demons within the range were directly torn to pieces by the violent shockwave, and the hot blood and stumps poured onto Tarik's body along the shockwave!
The mighty demons staggered to Talik's side.
Slash and Sweep!
Lightning wrapped in evidence of shame and streaked across the bodies of all the demons around them.
The currents are staggered, as if a grid has been pulled out! Jumping among the demons.
Under the influence of electricity, the demons' bodies stiffened and ushered in the second slash of destruction!
The electric heavy sword cleared the surrounding demons again, and the blood on Tariq's body dried up between the currents, hardening like a shell.
Whirlwind Slash: Hurricane!
The demons that had been gathered around Talik were swept away by a gust of cold wind, and immediately filled the void of the dead demons.
This is followed by a continuous cycle of slashes and whirlwinds.
In just three seconds, none of the demons in the range survived!
"Die!"
Talik sprang into the air again, jumping at the position of another mass of demons.
This battle has just begun!
Wayne and Rorschach looked at the demons who had been swept out of the clearing, drenched in sweat!
The splatters of demonic blood made them feel a terrifying energy.
A drop of blood landed on Rorschach's feet, and it made him feel the fear of being surrounded by hundreds of walking corpses in the secret realm.
The energy in this drop of blood is more than the sum of hundreds of low-level walking corpses!
"Wow!"
There was a cry from among the demons, and although Wayne and Rorschach didn't know what the demon was shouting, it didn't prevent them from understanding the situation from the demons that surrounded them.
If Talik doesn't die, they won't die completely.
Now it's their turn to face these demons.
Tariq's incessant roar and the swath of dead demons gave them a real sense of how powerful the ancestors who were joking with them and wanted to hear the story were.