Tyrion!"

Sicarius stepped forward and hugged the Macurag who had opened the door, and patted him on the back very enthusiastically, and thumped twice, making Tyrion thrash and roll his eyes.

"Gilleman is on top!"

Instead of getting angry, Tyrion exclaimed in surprise, "What a great power, Sicarius, have you become a legend?"

"Hey, yes. Sicarius proudly flaunted his steely muscles, "Otto and I have both been promoted to legends." ”

"And Otto?" Tyrien's eyes widened.

The Maculags are naturally powerful and aggressive, and their talents rank among the top three of all barbarians, but without the protection of the gods, it becomes extremely difficult for the Maculags to rise to legend.

There has never been three legends in a clan at the same time.

In most cases, there is only one legend, who must be the patriarch and the most powerful warrior in the clan.

Tyrion looked at the other two Maculags, and soon realized that the two were also different from before, faintly stronger than himself, "Gron, Kittel...... You've changed so much that I almost don't recognize you. What the hell is going on?"

The eyes of the three Ultramarines fell on Wren.

"It's all because of the owner. Sicarius whispered: "Terrion, let me introduce you, this is our boss Renne Augustus, and the original body we chose. ”

"Primordial!"

Tyrion is horrified, the Primordial Symbiosis talent is the Makurag's greatest secret. Among the tribes, very few people will use this talent, and even if they choose the primordial body, they usually choose the patriarch.

In the history of the Makulag people, there has never been a foreign primordial.

Not to mention humans.

Tyrion couldn't help but observe Wren, even by human standards, Wren was not the strongest of the kind, but he was taller and stronger than ordinary people, and in the eyes of the Maculags, he was too thin and short, not as good as the children of the tribe who were less than ten years old.

Wren was also looking at each other with the eyes of his soul.

This Macurag, called Tyrion, is quite good, equivalent to an eighth-level transcendent, and even more powerful than Sicarus, who has not yet become a symbiote last year.

There are more than a dozen elements in his soul, and his strength and physique are extremely strong.

However, what intrigues Wren is that Tyrion has several elements that are very special, in addition to the "Sharp Eye" and "Precise Throw" that are common to the Makulag, there are also "Dexterous Hands", "Lightning Reflexes", "Wind Listening", and "Breath Holding".

These elements combine to form a terrifying marksman talent!

Tyrion must have mastered the art of throwing javelins extremely well, and if he were given a heavy machine gun, he would definitely be more powerful than other Ultramarines.

This Makulag is a perfect match for a machine gun!

"Wren Augustus ......" Tyrien's brow furrowed, as if he had heard the name somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a moment.

He asked again, but Sicarius pushed him in, "Go inside." ”

Entering the courtyard, a group of tall Makulag people appeared in front of them, each of them was about two meters tall, and some of them could even reach two meters three, and at this moment they were all holding all kinds of heavy weapons, two-handed giant swords, war hammers, giant axes, etc., forming a formation around the door, a posture to fight.

Seeing that it was a clansman who had entered, one of them hurriedly lowered his weapon and shouted, "Sicarius!"

"Gelon ......"

"Marit!"

"Bakhska!"

A group of makurags called out warmly, hugged each other, and slapped their chests and backs loudly, and the harder they patted, the happier they became, like brothers in a family.

Wren stood to the side, scanning each Maculag with his soul eye.

There are eighteen in total, and the number of people mentioned by Sicarius is three or four less, I don't know if it was going out or an accident, the strength of each Maculag is at least equivalent to a middle-level transcendent, above the fourth level. Among them, three of them have reached the high level, that is, the seventh level of transcendentals, which is similar to last year's Otto.

Of course, the strongest is still Terrion.

The leader of the Macurags had been observing Wren since he came in, and while he was thinking, he suddenly patted his head and exclaimed, "I remember!"

His voice immediately drew the people of the Makulag over.

Tyrion looked at Wren in a daze, and shouted in surprise: "You are the Earl of Glamorgan, and half a year ago in the Floating City of Wezeland, His Excellency Wren Augustus who led more than a dozen Ultramarines to block the impact of tens of thousands of undead armies!"

"So you've heard my name. Wren nodded and smiled.

Hearing Wren's admission, Tyrion felt even more incredulous, and he looked at the three of Sicarius, "You are the Ultramarines?"

"Hahaha......"

Sicarius patted him on the shoulder, then looked at the people present, and said proudly, "Every Ultramariner is our Maculag!"

"Gilleman on the ......"

The Makulags exclaimed in unison.

The catastrophe that occurred in the floating city of Wezeland half a year ago has long spread throughout the empire, and the name of the Earl of Glamorgan is also known, and the Ultramarines have also become famous.

However, few people know the details of the Ultramarine.

People have only heard that it seems to be barbarians, and they have unique soul spear weapons invented by Master Ansivodaus, the Holy Soul Wizard, which is why they are so powerful.

Now that I heard the clansmen say that the Ultramarines are all Makulags, they are all enthusiastic, and at the same time, they are also curious, why is there such a big change?

"Brothers!"

Sicarius's expression became serious, and he said loudly: "Otto and I have both been promoted to legends, and the other eleven brothers in Modu are also breaking through the edge of legends, I believe that it won't be long before they will become legendary warriors when the opportunity is right!"

Legend!

The Maculags were in an uproar, there is only one legend in the clan at present, and now there are suddenly two more, how many years have the Macurags not been so strong?

Tyrion is also yearning, but he is not young anymore, and he is still far from a legend.

Sicarius continued: "And the origin of all this is because we used our talent to choose the boss as the original body. ”

"The power of the boss, you don't know it yet. ”

"He can give us a terrible amplification, and once he becomes his symbiote, he at least doubles his strength and is indestructible. With each battle, our strength grows, and the more intense the battle and the more enemies we kill, the stronger we become. ”

"And the boss built us the Rambo Gun, a weapon that works perfectly for the Kumarags. ”

"Trust me, when the brothers get their hands on Rambo's gun, they'll love it!"

"This time, the boss will also return to his hometown with us, carrying a large amount of supplies, ready to solve our enemies on the plateau at one time, and never have to worry about the safety of his family again, and he will no longer have to desperately earn money to support the tribe in the battle. ”

Sicarius spared no effort to spread the word to his people about what it would be like to be an Ultramarine.

He has been with Wren for more than half a year and knows the future of Wren very well.

Although he never said it, and Wren did not explain it, he knew very well that the potential of this human being was immeasurable.

Wren is no more fearful than those legendary heroes in history, and even stronger.

Especially for the Maculags, like a savior from heaven, it may be of greater help to the entire tribe than Gilliman.

He didn't know how Wren had managed to make himself and his brothers grow so fast.

But he knew very well that the Makulags must seize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to rise again and leave behind a great story in Erenus that belongs to the Ultramarines!

The other two Ultramarines, Gronn and Kittel, also nodded their heads in agreement. There were three successful role models ahead, and the hearts of the Makulags present were excited.

Wren saw that they were still hesitating, especially the leader Tyrion, whose mood changed violently, so he decided to push it.

Instead of exercising his strength, he took out a Rambo gun and threw it at Tyrion.

"You can try it. ”

Tyrion took the machine gun, and the moment he touched the barrel, he sensed a different feeling, the weapon in his hand seemed to be made for himself, and even his soul trembled with excitement.

He waited for decades, it seems, to get the moment of the machine gun.

With the help of Sicarius, it only took half a minute for Tyrion to master the method of firing the gun, and the muzzle of the gun was pointed in the air, and a few shots rang out, knocking out several of the magazines.

Because there is no ammunition box attached, the bullets run out in a turn.

Tyrion closed his eyes, recalling every touch he felt when he was shot, and his face was filled with indescribable emotion. When he opened his eyes again, without any hesitation, he said decisively: "Boss, please let me be your symbiote." ”