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The sacred mountain of Harrogath.

Luke and Jessica are standing in the martial arts arena.

At this time, they were unusually relaxed.

After all, the battle outside doesn't seem to have much to do with them.

This ground is said to be a martial arts arena, but it is better to say that it is an open space that is barely flat.

There are no stone bricks visible on the ground, but the land is compacted very firmly.

"Ready?"

Jessica said softly and pointed forward.

The God of War's Blade emerged from the other hand.

Orac's influence continues, and this legend continues to bring benefits to Jessica.

Not far in front of them was a huge figure covered with a layer of iron.

Purple Man.

He can appear here in such a posture, thanks to Rasuk's friendly help.

Although he himself would definitely not be happy.

After all, with his body hanging on the stone, there was no way he could hold on until Luke and Jessica took revenge on him.

But now, even if the temperature on the Holy Mountain is not too high, rot will still happen.

The rotten meat is hanging on the rocks. Nausea is not a big problem. This will not affect the combat effectiveness of the purple people, but the rot will.

As the flesh and blood rotted, Ziren felt that he was almost turning into an indescribable piece of dried matter, which had no other effect except nausea.

Rasuk made a suit of iron armor and wrapped it around his body, which maintained his fighting power.

Incidentally, there is also writing enhancement.

After all, Rasuk exchanged some skills with Tony.

So this iron skin contains many of Rasuk's whimsical ideas.

For example, first break the purple man's stone elbow, and then hang up a hydraulic bearing to increase the amplitude of the force.

The process was very painful, but Rasuk didn't care about the pain at all.

After all, it was Ziren who had his elbow broken.

Rasuk doesn't care whether the scum hurts or not.

On the contrary, the miserable roar had some influence on Rasuk.

"Are you planning to kill me?"

Ziren's voice sounded with some expectation.

This feeling of "living" is not as good as the peace of mind that comes from death.

Although he didn't know anything after his death, maybe it was a bit of a coincidence that the time happened to be the time when he died and became autistic.

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He knew nothing about the world after death anyway.

Now Ziren already knows why he is still alive in this place.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but give a "beautiful" greeting to Nick Fury!

It would have been better to have him cremated as Steve said then than now.

Luke and Jessica on the side did not talk to Ziren, but whispered.

"Are you relieved that he is like this?"

Luke said into Jessica's ear. Jessica's face turned red and she gave Luke a "little punch" complainingly.

The movements are like coquettishness, but the power is not...

Jessica originally had enough strength, but now this punch almost sent Luke into a nervous state. ①

"I said in my heart that I didn't really want to torture him, but I still couldn't get angry."

Jessica lowered her eyes and said, already holding Luke's hand.

Feeling the strength coming from his hands, Luke let out a long sigh.

What kind of crazy idea is this?

To torture the enemy or not to torture?

Even though Luke wanted to say 10,000 MMP words in his heart, he still swallowed them for the sake of his own happiness.

Jessica's recent changes were beyond his imagination.

Strength, height, endurance...

This always makes him feel like driving a big car...

"For what he did, even ten thousand words of death would be considered light."

Luke said this.

Although the tone was very gentle, it still felt strange.

Fortunately, Jessica didn't pay attention to these things.

Even if Ziren died ten thousand times, it wouldn't be enough to relieve his anger. It's just that barbarians are really not very good at torturing people.

"I can imitate several torture instruments from Duriel's lair, if you need them."

Rasuk stood behind Luke and Jessica and whispered.

This is not a glorious thing. Making instruments of torture is not something a serious person would do.

Rasuk was a little afraid that he would be teased by other ancestors about this matter.

The nickname "Rasuk, the maker of torture instruments" is not pleasant at all.

But he said it anyway.

It was finally his turn to take care of young people.

Thinking of this, Rasuk felt a little relieved.

When he was on the Holy Mountain, he was the young man who was always cared for.

Now that we can continue the beautiful tradition, why not?

When in a sheltered place, people who don't know how to support each other are always the most pitiful.

After all, wandering in the devil jungle without a partner, loneliness is the biggest enemy.

When barbarians face their enemies, they rarely torture them and usually just kill them. Torture is not a professional thing to do.

There was only so much help Rasuk could provide.

"Can I hear something?"

Luke glanced at the purple man, then turned back to talk to Rasuk.

He seemed a little eager to try.

If Jessica continues to struggle, the day will pass quickly, so it is better to make up her mind early.

By the way, Luke can also show his courage at home, which will help change his position as the younger brother in the family.

"Pointed-back wooden horses, and things like wheels."②

Lasuk looked disgusted.

Duriel's lair is really not a good place. There is nothing that Duriel, the big bug, can't do.

Luke didn't quite understand what was so scary about these two things, but he got a general idea from Lasuk's disgusted expression.

Anyway, it's very cruel.

"Me?! Can you listen to me!"③

The purple man roared, but his body didn't move.

The iron sheet that Lasuk wrapped him with was not very regular, and there were burrs and protrusions everywhere.

Even though his body was no longer that of a human, every action made him feel heart-piercing pain.

This is not a strengthening at all, but a thorough weakening!

The purple man didn't think he was a determined guy. When he suffered this kind of pain, he just wanted to stand still.

But no one paid attention to him.

Luke looked at Jessica's face and was a little worried: "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, I just want to kill him cruelly, and it won't take too long." Jessica said: "After all, he tortured not only me, but many people died in pain."

Luke shook his head. This contradictory request is really difficult.

The "MMP" force that had finally calmed down in his heart began to roll again.

This situation is only slightly better than Party A saying "play to your strengths" or "I believe in your abilities".

After all, the requirements of colorful black are more or less clear.

Free play is the beginning of trouble.

Because it means that after the event, "It's good, but it doesn't feel right" or "It's a little different from what I thought" will be used to indicate that it is not okay.

"If Leoric is still here, it will be great."

Rasuk said with some nostalgia.

Leoric will have a good way, such as pulling the dead up and killing them a few more times, which the Skeleton King is very good at.

In the past, when Leoric had nothing to do, he would treat the archbishop who stabbed him like this.

When he was in a bad mood, he could even sing a little song with the sound of bones breaking.

Just when they were distressed, Maddock was watching everything happening here at the door of the Elder Temple.

But his face was not very good.

The purple man was still alive, which was a "gift" to the barbarians, but more importantly, the purple man could provide Jessica and Luke with a trial.

But with the purple man's look of "you guys just kill me quickly", Maddock didn't think this guy was still useful.

In other words, the purple man didn't need to eat, otherwise Maddock would have directly issued a sad warning.

No matter when you look at this thing, it's a bit disgusting.

"Kahn, what do you think about us finding some people to farm? It seems a bit wasteful to leave the fertile land on the holy mountain empty."

Madock found a topic to avoid directly executing the sad warning now.

"I don't know how to farm."

Kahn took out the little gangster and the provocateur and gestured a few times.

This is his habit.

The title of Sword Saint is not the same as Battle Master.

This is not an honor that can be obtained by killing many demons, but a praise brought by the peak of technology.

For this reason, Kahn spends most of his time with the long sword.

He always swings the sword from time to time to find some feeling. The battle may break out at any time, and you can't ask the other party to wait for him to finish warming up and reach the peak state. .

"I mean, let's find some people. Anyway, we dead people don't need gold coins."

Maddock continued to speak, grabbing a handful of gold coins in his hand and throwing them.

It looks like raining.

Maddock is almost clear about the purchasing power of this thing, and it doesn't matter if it is used to hire some farmers.

"I don't know how to farm!"

Kahn's voice became a little louder, and the two swords in his hands slashed through the air.

He looked a little impatient.

"..."

Maddock gave up discussing the issue of farming with Kahn, and then he got angry.

Because he saw the purple man lying on the ground, looking like he didn't care.

"Me?! Do you have any self-esteem as a villain? Did Diablo choose you to make fun of you? Shouldn't you bring fear and let Diablo, the old dog, chew on his bones happily?!"

Madoc rushed out with a roar, and the sadness in his hand was red!

It was embarrassing for the Purple Man to call him the Sky Hammer Venerable.

The Purple Man raised the "Sky Hammer" from his side awkwardly, with a "that's it" posture.

The Sky Hammer was full of holes, like a rusty shit-stirring stick...

It's not Constantine's shit-stirring stick, it's the kind that is really used to stir shit.

His Sky Hammer has become like this after all kinds of destruction, and the Purple Man has seen it through.

The only thing he can do is to make the barbarians feel uncomfortable, and resistance is meaningless.

But he chose not to cooperate.

"Ancestor~"

Luke greeted Maddock like a trained soldier, with some expectations in his eyes.

It would be great if Maddock could make the decision directly.

After all, Luke wouldn't have to suffer the treatment of the second party.

"Shut up! Then go find Cassius! Wait! Go find Kotur!"

Madoc shouted angrily, because he remembered something, so he asked Luke to go find Kultur.

It's just that his mouth full of "?" makes him look a little annoying.

But Luke wasn't in a good position to remind Madoc.

If he is the younger brother at home, then in front of Madoc, his seat is not only down to earth, but also connected to the underworld.

Madoc is an excellent strict teacher, but he is definitely not a good elder.

Especially when he gets rude, it's easy for people to ignore his sad past.

Luke shrugged, then showed his white teeth to Jessica, fumbled and took out a pair of completely opaque sunglasses from his pocket and put it on his face.

It seems a little too deliberately funny.

Jessica laughed out loud.

Fortunately, Jessica likes this tune.

Whether this is some kind of love between lovers, Madoc doesn't care.

He was just secretly thinking about whether he should put more burdens on Luke.

We just talked about farming on the Holy Mountain, so I asked Luke to do it.

It was the donkey who was blindfolded, and the gap between Luke and the donkey seemed not as big as imagined.

Especially after even covering my eyes.

As for reclaiming land, perhaps hanging a carrot in front of Luke's eyes would be a good choice.

"snort!"

Madoc made some noise in dissatisfaction, and then focused on Zi Ren.

"How do you want to die!"

Full of threats.

Madoc couldn't stand this guy anymore.

This thing is worse than a puddle of mud.

"casual!"

Zi Ren is very tough and his tone is not very polite.

A cross danced on Madoc's forehead.

"You wait!"

Madoc turned his head and left.

He remembered that when he was still alive, he visited Duriel's lair once and brought back some souvenirs.

The kind of worm in the belly of a grotesque demon.

He won't let Zi Ren lose his effect easily!

Anyway, this guy is no different from a demon, so just give him a little help and let Luke and Jessica stop struggling.

Hurry up and strengthen this thing, and then kill it.

Madoc had some doubts as to whether Diavolo's brain had been damaged by Bulcasso, and he could even choose such a thing as his subordinate.

This thing is far worse than the threat posed by those big demons.

Just don’t litter! Must be handled properly!

Madoc wouldn't make the same mistake as Nick Fury!

These guys should be in the stove, and the heat generated can be used to make some contribution, at least it can be used to toast black bread!

As Maddock left, he threw a ring to Rasuk.

It looks very luxurious.

Leoric's Signet Ring!

Leoric had intended to give the ring to his eldest son, but bad luck destroyed his family before he could do so.

This is what Madoc got after killing the Holy King.

"Rasuk, you know what to do when you're done."

Madoc said these words and left.

He doesn't care if his actions are seen by others.

This thing is not suitable to be given to Bulcasso, as it will give Bulcasso some troublesome thoughts.

Even if Bulcaisel knew about it afterwards, he would tolerate it for the time being.

Because Rasuk will handle the stuff inside properly until the right time comes.

This ring will appear in Leah's hand, which is Leoric's final continuation.

This is how this thing should be handled.