Dark Savages Come To the United States

"It really makes people wonder what to say, I seem to lack awe for all this?

But it doesn't matter, the worst thing is that life is worse than death, so what? "

Craig was talking to himself, as if he was cheering up his next reckless move.

Life is worse than death may be an exaggerated description for others, but putting all this on Craig, that is the most likely thing to achieve.

The threat posed by the big rat of Hamelin was as shocking to those barbarian ancestors!

Even if Olak was not as legendary as Vorusk and Lecco back then, at most he was only one step behind!

At least when facing the devil of hell, Orac is fearless.

Even those hell devils can only admit it painfully.

And Hamelin, the big mouse, was something that the Demon King of Hell didn't want to provoke.

It is said to be a demon, but it is not a pure demon. It is said to be a creature, but its whole body is shrouded in the power of the burning hell.

Such an existence should have the best chance of becoming the eighth devil king of hell, but it's a pity that Hamelin died.

"All the gods take care of me!"

Craig let out a huge growl!

There is no such thing as a barbarian's powerful voice in a monk's roar.

But that doesn't mean they don't have the skills to enhance their combat effectiveness through sound!

Mantra!

Reciting scriptures in a low voice, or continuously reciting silently in the heart, can provide a lot of bonuses for oneself.

Even when the scriptures and self have reached a consensus, they can even enter the state of spiritual enlightenment!

This is the unique state of monks who seek wisdom.

Just like the barbarian's fury stance, the witcher's vengeance stance, and the crusader's Arakat's warrior stance.

This kind of skill represents that the user has reached the real peak field on the road of his career!

"Squeak~"

A sharp mouse cry!

Although it was just a single scream, it fell into Craig's ears like thousands of mice screaming together!

That's right!

This is a Hamelin!

Only the king of the shadow rats can make such a cry!

Craig saw the two leader demons in front of him!

The body of the big rat is very bloated!

The lump on the back is full of holes like abscesses!

Even Craig could smell the disgusting smell of rotting ichor!

It's just that he has to!

"Naphalem~"

The figure of the crushing hammer was huge enough to cover all the light, and human language came out of his mouth!

The point that demons are intelligent needs no further emphasis.

But demons who can talk to nephalem are still rare!

Even among these chief demons, there are very few guys who are willing to talk to the nephalem!

"Crusher! Where did you come from!"

Craig turned his head to look at the crushing hammer's oppressive body, and put his hands in a posture ready to punch at any time!

Put the toes in front of the ground, and put all the weight of the body on the back feet!

This is a defensive stance!

The monk's attack should be as fast as the wind, and most of the monks who focus on defense are the odd ones in this group.

Although such "alternatives" are indispensable in team battles.

But in the dangerous environment of Sanctuary, it is rare for such a monk to fight alone.

"Come to the world from the darkest hell, do you have anything to say?

Or as a monk seeking wisdom, you don't know where the darkest hell is?

Or are you just unwilling to admit it?

Ha ha……"

The sound of the crushing hammer was as rough as two rocks rubbing against each other.

Among the race of Thumpers, they were born from the rocks.

Their vocal organs may be rocks, and it doesn't seem surprising that they make such sounds.

"People's sins come from ignorance, this point I have understood as a monk.

But people need education and opportunities!

That's why I don't fit in with those savages.

They don't give those bad guys a chance to reform themselves, but I'm different! "

The phantom behind Craig's words has already rushed to the hammer that is closest to him!

It doesn't matter whether the illusions attack or not and the monk who summoned them!

Facing the enemy, whether it is the barbarian's ancestor call or the illusion, they will only charge forward directly!

"But you never gave us a chance when you faced the devil.

The so-called wise monks are as meaningless as those mages who pursue truth.

Even the benevolent crusader, how did he hold back when facing the devil?

Even if the demons rushing at them might just want to kneel before them for redemption! "

The crushing hammer made a playful joke, but there was no hesitation in his physical movements!

The huge leg was raised high, and then it landed heavily on that phantom body!

The action is strong, but not fast!

Craig looked at the shattered phantom without saying a word, but a slightly complicated magic circle had already appeared under his feet!

Golden Wheel Formation!

The initial state of the monk's domain!

This is a skill built by the monks through wisdom and experience in order to allow their successors to better grasp the power that can only be mastered by legends in the field!

"Golden Wheel Array Sacred Land?

I have inherited the knowledge of the Earththrower clan, so I naturally understand your abilities.

You are not weak, but you are powerless against me, how can you face me and Hamelin at the same time? "

Earth Thumper moved a few steps forward, and stood outside the edge of the magic circle!

Golden Wheel Formation Sacred Land is a skill for monks to fight for space and time for themselves and their comrades.

Use similar rules to prevent demons from entering the range of the magic circle.

The power of the rune of hallowed ground is a fundamental part of the monk realm!

It's just that it has a duration!

"My original target was only you, but after I discovered Hamelin, I changed my mind.

I think that big mouse is different from you, right? "

Craig's body adjusted slightly, and his fists stretched into palms.

The arms are placed on both sides of the body, one left and one right.

"This posture is muscle breaking?

Or the older Fumopo?

Anyway, it's all the same thing, but the isolation of the ages caused the monks to change their names.

This punch is still effective against Hamelin, but when facing me, shouldn't you use the Hundred Crack Fist?

I'm guessing, use Qixiangquan after Baijiequan?

Or use the so-called fire subduing demons after the Hundred Cracks Fist? "

The hammer continued to provoke, as if he had no fear of Craig who appeared in front of him.

But that doesn't fool Craig!

The hammer is still afraid!

Otherwise, with the devil's habit, he should have launched an attack on him at this time!

The Seven-Phase Fist was followed by the Hundred Crack Fist, which was a common fighting style used by monks of Uliana's lineage.

The latter type is the fighting rhythm that Karasim, who is pursuing the esoteric art of boxing, is good at.

"You can try!"

Craig's legs are slightly bent, and he is ready to use the wind blow at any time. Whether it is to avoid the attack of the crushing hammer or to make a surprise attack, this is the best way!

"boom!"

"ha!"

"xia!"

At this time three loud noises came!

There was a sound of the wall being directly smashed through!

The last two are the battle cries of barbarians!

The gigantic hammer is held high above your head!

The hideous spikes gleamed with blood on the hammer head!

The tyrannical force came along with the soaring wind pressure, locking onto the huge figure of the crushing hammer!

Mokot the Merciless!

After collecting the anger from Rumlow, wandering around, he finally found and arrived at the location of his target!

These barbarian ancestors would not believe too much in so-called technology!

When he was in Rumlow's body, he had no trust in the so-called monitoring.

In their eyes, what can compare to the feeling cultivated after the bloody battle of narrow escapes! ?

The breath of the crushing hammer is suspicious in the hearts of other people.

But in Mocott's place, it was as clear as a lighthouse in the dark night!

Sacrifice is the prerogative of the strong!

So here comes Mocott!

"snort!"

The crushing hammer let out a roar with strong anger!

The thick legs are swinging upwards like golf clubs!

Then there is a violent collision!

"Crusher!? How many times are you crushing the hammer!?

The first one was shattered to the ground by Kutur!

The second was just directly crushed by those mages with magic bullets.

The third hammer, if I remember correctly, was turned into a chick by the witch doctors, then thrown into the cesspit and drowned?

Which one are you?

tenth? Twenty? Or you don't even know which roller hammer you are? "

There was strong excitement in Mocott's ridicule!

It's been a long, long time since he has faced such a powerful demon!

It's rare to find an opponent who is generally evenly matched, so you can't fight dryly without saying a word, right?

At least a few words of sarcasm and insults during the battle.

Otherwise, the battle would be too boring, right?

"Mocott? I remember you.

A taciturn stammer!

Thank you for your reminder, I am the first..."

"Are you being polite to me!? Come on! Come on again!

Monk, come to the truth! "

Mocott rudely interrupted the crushing hammer, such a change made the crushing hammer a little unable to react.

There seems to be something wrong with the information about Mocott obtained from the Earththumper group?

Those guys call this a taciturn stammer?

At the moment when the crushing hammer was in a daze, the ferocious one-handed hammer had already landed on his head!

Amidst a frightening sharp rubbing sound, several holes and a deep scratch appeared on the hammer's body!

Crushing Hammer has rational thinking, but his reaction is considered slow among the group of leader demons.

This is the racial malpractice of the Earththrower group, and no one can do anything about it.

Compared with the attacks of other demons, the attack of the Earth Thumper is the best one to avoid.

As long as the action is fast enough, it can still be entangled.

"Mocott!"

The crushing hammer shouted Mocott's name angrily!

"Grandpa is here!"

Mocott naturally accepted the words, jumped up high along the way, and then hit the crushing hammer again with a hammer!

"Your strength was..."

"Is it stronger than the one in the legend?"

"... Weakened... Fuck!"

If the crushing hammer is interrupted, it is not easy to say.

Demons don't like to face barbarians, because there's no chance of hurting a barbarian's heart...

Most barbarians fight in such a brutal way.

If it were the original Mocott hammer, there would be no psychological pressure.

After all, Mocott was really a taciturn stammer back then.

Even if the hammer's speech speed is not fast, it can finish the sentence smoothly.

It's a pity that Mocott has learned to talk swearing by Rumlow's side during this time...

"Monk boy, I remember that you don't seem to die?

In that case, I suggest you play with the crush hammer, and I will clean up that Hamelin! "

Mocott swung his arm round, and hit one of the hammer's legs with a hammer.

One of the thick legs of the crushing hammer was directly shattered where it was connected to the body, and then fell down like a beam in a demolished house!

Mocott's unique tenderness came.

He is already a dead man.

There is no way Hamelin can make a dead man die again!

At most, Mocott's soul will be eaten by the shadow rats. At worst, Mocott will give up everything and send himself to the holy mountain of Harrogath!

That pain couldn't possibly be endless for Mocott!

And if Craig, who is immortal, is targeted by the shadow rats, it is something that he can't even kill himself!

"Mockett, I'm mentally prepared!

You are a barbarian and I am a monk!

I don't need you to sacrifice for me! "

Craig resolutely rejected Mocott's kindness, and his figure appeared in front of Hamelin in a flash!

The arms are waving vigorously like the tide!

Breaking the tendons and breaking the mountains!

The monk's internal strength is transformed into a howling cold wind because of his unique boxing technique!

The bone-piercing cold was enough to leave marks on Hamelin's body!

This big mouse has to pause for at least a second!

Although this kind of control will gradually become invalid as the enemy adapts, this second is enough for Craig to complete a complete set of fierce attacks!

Craig's Hundred Crack Fist made his arms fly like light waves, leaving marks on Hamelin's body that looked like they had been pierced by a spear!

The abscess on Hamelin's back was trembling like shaking jelly, and pus was constantly being squeezed out of those holes that were disgusting to look at!

And some mouse embryos that didn't fully develop!

Mocott saw at a glance what the big mouse was doing!

He is collecting these rats, breeding his own group of shadow rats in his body!

It now appears that this gestation has not yet been completed!

Even if this Hamelin can release a swarm of shadow rats, the number will not be too many!

"If it was Wu Lianna, after breaking the tendons, it should be a set of Qixiangquan.

I have wondered more than once what it would have been like if Uliana had been facing Hamelin instead of Olak! "

Mocott said with a little hesitation.

Uliana, a genius monk who made Qixiangquan and Exploding Palm inseparable!

Her Qixiangquan can detonate those explosive palms unconditionally!

And every attack of Qixiangquan can re-attach the Explosive Palm that should have been killed before being detonated on the target!

Because of Uliana's own ability, those excellent blacksmiths worked hard.

Finally, the unique ability in Uliana's legendary suit was imitated!

The imitation suit combined with Lion Claw, Fist of Az Turasc and Crazy Stone allowed the later monks to reproduce the legendary demeanor of Uliana!

The more enemies there are, the more times you will receive damage from Uliana's super high attack!

Explosive palm is a range of damage!

If Hamelin is facing Uliana, it is very likely that his own group of shadow rats will become his real reminder!

Uliana can deal the kind of damage in the midst of dense enemies, but it makes Azmodan afraid to summon the demon army when facing the monk!

After Uliana and Azmodan met for the first time, Azmodan spent thirty years in the Burning Hell for cultivation!

"I'm not Uliana, and I'm not Karasim and Vandaroni.

I'm Craig, the undead monk destined to be mighty! "

Craig faced Hamelin without fear, and said proudly!

The summary and list of acknowledgments of the previous month will be published within half an hour.