Chapter 36 The Fierce Battle (reward for extra updates)
“Rumlow, survive.”
The last words Nick Fury said in Rumlow’s earphones were this .
No matter what he says now, it will be of no use. They have lost a team now. If even Rumlow died in that place, then this operation will mean nothing. Substantial gains.
Whether it is the flesh and blood of those demons or the magical equipment that Rumlow obtained, they are all very important to SHIELD.
As for this mysterious mountain, it was ignored.
Although there are more secrets here, SHIELD doesn't seem to be able to get any benefits from these guys.
Rumlow took off the headphones, threw them on the ground, and stepped on them hard.
At the same time, those little red-skinned annoyances rushed up with tattered weapons in their hands!
"Lakanisiu!"
There was an irregular shout, and Rumlow once again began his fighting performance.
Clean and vital attacks will quickly kill these demons.
The fallen demons who lost their wizards also lost their combat effectiveness.
In front of Rumlow, who was strengthened by equipment, these guys were no threat at all.
……
"Why do those guys shout 'Lakanixiu'? Is this some kind of unique language?"
Although Gil couldn't see the screen, he could hear the movement over there.
Gil, whose face was still a little pale, asked Bulcasso.
“That is the name of the Lord of the Sinking Demon, just like the barbarians occasionally call my name when fighting.”
Bulkessor’s hand fell on Gil’s head. superior.
Speaking of this, Bulcaisuo couldn't help but flash the memory of that battle in his mind. The army of fallen demons that could not be seen at the edge made him a little bored.
Even the demon Rakanixiu was not much stronger than the ordinary fallen demons when facing Bulcaisuo. He only managed to survive his whirlwind for three seconds. When it arrived, it turned into a ball of blood mist and dissipated along the strong wind.
It was a battle with no challenge other than endurance.
"Hey! Bulcaisel! We will only shout the name of the Immortal King! You are not the Immortal King yet!"
Madoc appeared from nowhere again He came out, still holding the "Madoc's Sorrow" in his hand.
"Then you can call Volusk during the battle."
Bulkessor said indifferently, after all, he is destined to become the immortal king.
Madoc, who was choked by Bulcasso, walked to Bulcasso, reached out and took down the medicine bottle filled with wine, and took a swig.
Although the potion has lost its ability to heal the soul, on this special day, the ancestral spirits can still taste the taste of the wine.
“Have a good drink! After the festival, you will have to wait another year to taste the wine and food!”
Burcasso gradually tightened his hands and laughed loudly.
Gill quickly crouched down and avoided Bulcasso's big hand.
He felt his scalp starting to heat up.
......
Rumlow had six symmetrical wounds on his body.
They all extend from the shoulders to the chest, and meet together at the abdominal plexus, like six war lines, if it weren't for the wounds that were spilling blood.
The body of the wandering spirit also began to gradually fade, but compared to Rumlow, who lost a lot of blood, the state of the wandering spirit was much better.
"Strange, what is the warrior ability of that wandering soul? It hasn't been triggered yet, could it be molten fire?"
Madoc put the empty medicine bottle back to Bulcaisso From his waist, he took out a huge jar and placed it next to him.
The jar was as big as a small round table and half a person tall.
"Bulkasso, this is the wine that I buried while I was alive. Do you want to taste it?"
As a question, Madoc had already raised the jar to Bulcasso's eyes.
"When you were alive? Then this wine must have turned into pectin!"
Bulkasso took the wine jar from Madoc and knocked it open After removing the mud seal, a strong fruity aroma came out. "The holy mountain of Harrogath protects the wealth of all barbarians. The wine I buried will not spoil! It was the best of that era!"
"Times have changed a long time ago. It's like Baal wanted to avoid your existence back then. Now those guys have been eliminated."
Bulkessor thought of the dark soul stone that was broken by himself. , some worries flashed through my mind.
The Dark Soul Stone that imprisoned the Seven Demon Kings of Hell has been broken, and the power within it has been concentrated on Malthael. This is somewhat worrying.
"Yes, times have changed, and you have also left that endless world."
Madoc reached into the wine jar with a bowl, and began to drink.
Although the action was very rough, not a drop of wine was spilled on the ground.
"So you are the only one in this world who can prosper the barbarian tribe."
After saying this, Madoc disappeared, leaving only Bulcaisel holding the The huge wine jar was poured into his mouth.
……
“Damn it!”
Rumlow muttered, he no longer had the energy to shout.
As blood continued to drain from the wounds on his body, his consciousness began to become blurred.
According to his experience, his blood loss had already reached a fatal level, but at this time he was still able to maintain a certain level of combat effectiveness.
All this is due to the glove and the spiritual stone on the forehead.
Usually after suffering this kind of injury, he can somewhat feel the wound on his body stopping the bleeding.
But this time it was like being bitten by a locust, and the wound showed no sign of healing.
The combat uniform on his body has been dyed dark red, and as the blood has dried, some places have turned black.
Nick Fury can still see the battle scene from the camera, and the experts are already arguing about Rumlow's blood loss.
But he had no time to care about these things, because he had already investigated some information about Bulcasso.
Just two days ago, he appeared in Hell's Kitchen and took Jill with him.
Today, he took Jill to the peaks that suddenly appeared in the Himalayas, and there was no record of them using any means of transportation, which made him feel alarmed.
Being able to cross such a long distance in a short time, and using a very covert method.
This means that this barbarian can appear next to anyone the way he wants.
Although he didn't know if this long-distance teleportation ability had limitations, he couldn't be careless.
What if this ability is more terrifying than imagined?
When I read it today, I suddenly received a few tips from book friends, which made me a little flattered, so I will update it today.
Let me also express my gratitude to my book friends here: "Thank you everyone!"
It's quite funny to say... My first book was serialized for 243 days, and it lasted 243 days. Update 4000+ until the million words are completed, the average number is only 2, and the collection on the day of completion is only 102.
This book has already surpassed the score of the first one. By saying this, do you have some confidence in my stable updates?
Next week I will be the first to recommend, so next week’s update will become 6000+ daily updates
It's not that I can't code more content, but this book is still in the new issue. If I update it quickly, it will be put on the shelves very early...
So let's make a promise with everyone, I will record all the data. Come down and wait until it hits the shelves to start exploding.
The tentative decision is as follows:
For every 50 recommendation votes, one update will be added.
I don’t dare to think about giving rewards, and I don’t have much experience. The tentative plan is to add one update for every 2,000 points...
Counting starts from today and will temporarily extend to the end of next week’s recommendation.
When the time comes, I will adjust the rules for adding more updates based on the data and my own abilities...
Please also be more tolerant of my rashness, and I will try my best every day. Code words and adjust content to repay everyone's support.
All additional updates will be released after they are put on the shelves.
The author paused!
(End of this chapter)