On the sacred mountain of Harlogas, Luke Cage had just come out of the secret realm, lying on the snow covered in wounds.

Although this time it was only a small group of Sinking Demons, he had an extremely difficult time.

The demon clan has countless demons of the same kind, but the strength of the strength is very different.

As the secret realm deepens, the demon encountered, even a small spider, will have incomprehensible power.

The Fallen Demons still wield the rudimentary weapon, but Luke Cage was covered in blood.

The pain of being deeply sliced open by a crude weapon was something Luke had never experienced before.

The fireball thrown by the Fallen Demon Wizard slammed into his body, causing him to feel pain all over his body.

The power of the elements showed a blunt weapon-like striking effect, which made him suffer a lot.

"Boy, do you think that if you get stronger, the demon will just stop where you are?"

Maddock sat on the sidelines without even looking at Luke Cage's injuries, but spoke in his calmest voice.

"Sooner or later, you'll die in my secret realm."

Madoc made a cruel judgment.

"I've thought about this ending, and I'll know it after I saw the battle in which you died."

Luke barely supported himself and changed to a sitting position. His blood vial hadn't gone through the cooldown yet.

The blood stains were smeared on the snow, and it looked a little demonic.

"You are as powerful as gods, you will still die, how can I escape this end?"

"Hmph."

Madoc let out a loud nasal sound, then took a thick booklet from his bosom and threw it to Luke Cage.

Luke caught it with his bloodstained hand, and casually flipped the first page to look at it.

"You actually keep a diary? Although it is jumping. ”

Luke Cage was a little surprised, and he didn't think Madolph was the kind of person who could keep a diary.

A powerful warrior with a savage aura all over his body doesn't look like the kind of person who would record things down.

Moreover, this booklet is a little too thin compared to Madoc's magnificent life.

"Don't you want to know about my past? What can tell you more than my diary. ”

Madolph's diary was full of how he felt after using those skills for the first time, but Luke hadn't flipped there yet.

Madolph pulled out a crystal bottle from the snow beside him and handed it to Luke Cage.

This is a treasure buried by Colik, brewed by Bourkeso when he was young.

Predicting his own death, Madoc dug up all his treasures and drank them. According to him, you should drink before you die.

Therefore, Madolph, who has become a soul, can only rub other people's treasures at the annual festival, and by the way, he remembers the location of Kolik's buried "treasure".

And the three ancestors who are called the three fools have basically no secrets between each other.

"Why did you change your mind? Don't you want to tell me this? ”

Luke knocked off the cork and poured a large gulp of wine into his mouth, before being burned to the point of pain.

In the beginning, Bourkeso's liquor was made more of demonic blood, and the intensity was not high enough to be counted, but it was definitely enough to burn people.

The feeling of lava flowing through my throat was so exciting.

"You'll know eventually, I don't want you to hear from other ancestors what a great warrior I am."

Madoc paused for a moment, then continued:

"I'm just an old guy who can only look at Bourkeso's back, and even lose my life."

Luke is not critical of Madolph's claims.

No one is qualified to dictate other people's lives.

The ancestors always did not hesitate to praise each other, even if they were a little ridiculous, they would eventually conclude with greatness.

Barbarians who can appear on the Holy Mountain after death can also be called great.

"I wish I had died later, so I could see more new things."

Luke gulps down again, then puts on the Pain Mask again. Although he gradually got used to the burning sensation of his esophagus, the pain would not go away.

"The secret realm has always been the best path for barbarians to become stronger, but you are different. You haven't gone through those basic trainings, so you're going to have to work harder to unleash your powerful skills. ”

When the average barbarian is training as a recruit, the Guardians of the Holy Mountain teach them the basics of combat.

Sometimes the old general in Qualkek would demonstrate the maneuvers himself.

When the body is strong enough, the recruits will naturally be able to unleash high-level combat skills.

That's why barbarians will suddenly use skills that they haven't been able to unleash in the middle of battle.

That's just a matter of physical fitness.

But Luke Cage was different, and even though Madolph trained him with all his might, he only mastered very little.

That physical incongruity was one of the hardest obstacles on his way to becoming a powerful warrior.

"You like the woman who just came up?"

Maddock suddenly talked about something that had nothing to do with training.

Luke took a sip of his wine, and then his face only showed a moment of pain before he regained his composure, and he gradually became accustomed to the burning sensation of demonic blood.

"For a moment, I liked her a lot."

There's nothing to hide, Luke isn't a kid anymore.

"Then I advise you to pursue her earlier, and don't leave regrets. In Orak's trial, only a few people have passed the first secret realm. ”

Madolph put this sentence aside, a little cruel.

Orak has always been on the most dangerous battlefields, always turning the tide.

If you want to say who has the most scars among the ancestors, even the berserker Banar can't compare to Orlac.

The burly body barely saw a flat piece of skin.

Orark's legendary God of War Blade was not formed because he liked to use slams the most, but only the most basic skill of slamming could keep him from showing flaws in dangerous battles.

Slams can be used in any state, whether they are down, knocked into the air, or even without rage, smashing the demon's head to pieces.

"The name of the god of war is his glory and his sorrow."

Madolph added.

It is both an honor and a tragedy to turn the tide and achieve an almost impossible victory.

The age of Orlac's activity was the most dangerous time for mankind, when there were traces of demons everywhere as far as the eye could see.

"You're saying Jessica is likely to die in the First Secret Realm, why?"

Luke was surprised.

"Don't say you don't smell the stench. Bourkeso gave her a chance, but it had to be fought with her life. After surviving, she had a chance to atone for her sins. ”

Maddock left after saying that, and this time he didn't punch Luke Cage in the head.

Luke picked up the vial of blood from his waist and poured it down, drinking it before pouring the rest of the liquor into it.

He had heard from Vader about the recipe.

The stench of guilt lingers on Jessica Jones' body, which Luke can smell, but what can he do?

He had no reason to pay that heavy price, and he couldn't afford it, let alone make up for the evil things Jessica had done.