Chapter 395 Justice! Must win!
"Matthew, fighting has nothing to do with posture. Can you think clearly about what fighting relies on?"
Leiko had a smile on her face, Even though Matthew couldn't see it.
But this does not prevent her from showing a kind smile.
This teaching method of asking questions to guide thinking is not very easy to use. After all, Matthew is not a child.
The tone of coaxing the child was also a bit strange, but Matthew didn't care too much.
"You are making things difficult for me again. Isn't this kind of thing different for everyone? There is no fixed answer to faith, courage, or strength."
Matthew waved the mace in his hand and smiled gently. He has a unique affinity for interpersonal communication.
A handsome lawyer, if he didn't have blindness and conscience, he might have become rich a long time ago.
“Brain.”
Leiko gave her answer directly.
This is not fighting with "brain" like Kanuk, but fighting wisdom.
Although Canuck's fighting method is also quite effective, it is not suitable for Matthew.
As the being who best understands destiny on the Holy Mountain of Harrogas, Reiko’s eyes on the battle are somewhat different from those seen by other ancestors.
Maybe Madoc can resonate with her.
Although she also advocates strength, compared to Cassius and the others, Leiko prefers to consider every aspect of the battle.
Learning is also one of the reasons why Leiko became a legend.
For example, in the picture that fate showed her, why would she make such a decision in the future.
When fate treats Leiko, he is not only harsh like a parent, but also kind like a father.
Leiko can learn in advance until fate truly recognizes that Leiko no longer needs strict control.
Unfortunately, until the moment when Leiko fought against her fate but still died, she could not escape from that sad rehearsal.
Another regret.
Fortunately, Di Leiko is alive now.
“Learning is always the fastest way to make progress. You cannot master any new combat skills as easily as Sonya. After all, there is only one Sonya.”
Leiko After a pause, he looked at Matthew in front of him with some satisfaction.
Matthew was better than she thought at the beginning, but Matthew could not be the heir of a certain ancestor, nor could he bear the glory of these warriors.
The blind warrior is finally locked to his limit.
Perhaps when facing Diavolo, not having to see the ferocious appearance that represents fear itself will reduce his psychological pressure.
But the enemies of the barbarians are not all humans. If you have not seen the strange shapes of demons with your own eyes, you are bound to suffer some losses during the battle.
When faced with a realm made of fear, Matthew will become a complete headless fly.
In the realm of fear, being unable to see the enemy is fatal. After all, it is already very difficult to observe the environment under the control of others.
"So, Ancestor Leiko, you have already thought about what I should learn?"
Matthew became a compliment at the right time.
Moderate responses help keep the conversation going.
"What you should learn is how to identify danger. You will become stronger, there is always a way..."
Leiko nodded, took out a wooden stick in her hand, and waved it up and down.
The body also began to exude a dangerous aura, and kept moving towards Matthew in front of him.
There are no rules for crushing with courage, just let Matthew get familiar with it in advance.
But Leiko suddenly frowned and turned around.
"Kanuk! Bring your heir to me! One sheep is also herding two sheep."
Leiko looked at the place not far away. Canuck was staying inside, teaching Casillas a lesson by the way.
Canuck can be found wherever there is a Leiko land.
A bit annoying, but still tolerable.
As long as Kanuk didn't bother her all the time, the feeling would be bearable.
Just looking at Canuk repeatedly slapping Casillas on the back of the head, Leiko couldn't stand it.
Reiko felt a little disturbed by Kanuk's rough and irrational teaching methods.
Although Leiko is not a good teacher, she is still better than Kanuk.
Rough education will only cultivate fear. Unless you are a particularly big-hearted child, it will inevitably leave some shadows.
"It's great that you are willing to take over this kid's training. I can't stand this guy anymore."
Kanuk said with a gentle smile on his face, A little bit flattering.
Kanuk's brain can't say any dialogue with high emotional intelligence. It seems that fighting with his "brain" has a great impact.
Casillas is not the best successor in his mind, but he is enough to rank in the top three.
Determination and curiosity are the qualities Kanuk values most, and kindness is even better.
It’s just that Kanuk never learned how to teach others, so his methods were too rough, and he didn’t have much status in his heart that he could leave to other guys.
Kanuk is cautious and only pretends to be a slave to Leiko and other barbarians...
Therefore, he is always worthy of the trust of his peers.
"You are always like this. Your indomitable efforts are all smashed into Azmodan's belly, right?"
Leiko joked.
Then he waved to Casillas.
"Child, you and Matthew are a little bit similar, both are equally stubborn."
Leiko said, tapping Matthew's shoulder lightly with the wooden stick in her hand.
When talking about this topic, Matthew's movements were somewhat deformed.
The impact of blindness is still somewhat serious.
There will be deviations in the sense of distance, positioning oneself, etc.
Even though Matthew had received arduous training before becoming a barbarian, it was not enough.
"Ancestor Leiko, can my eyes be restored?"
Matthew asked openly.
When dealing with ancestors again, it is best to speak directly if you have something to say. It will only be annoying to beat around the bush.
After all, what else can the dead get from the living?
The most it can do is respect.
Matthew is still a little concerned about whether he can regain his sight.
Especially after hearing that there was no hint of this in Leiko's words, he still asked.
“Yes, but why should we do this?”
Kanuk curled his lips and said some shocking words:
“You are not anyone’s heir, even if you are Becoming a barbarian is just Bulcaisuo's good intention.
Although you have integrity, that is not what makes you a great warrior. ”
Kanuk is not afraid of offending people.
Besides, Matthew has already expected this.
No one on the Holy Mountain will pay the price for him, so no one It will help him heal his eyes
Matthew has long been accustomed to the feeling of blindness, but he is still full of hope for light.
"Ancestor Kanuk, what kind of price is required? Can I pay it for him? Or can I share it with him?"
Casillas asked directly.
Matthew is a good person, so good people should be rewarded. Canuck's ideological correction has a very good effect on Casillas...
"You are so poor and generous, you can't help with anything now."
Canuck revealed He has a set of teeth and his eyes are a little dangerous:
"But don't worry, you will have a chance. I just hope that you can still say such things firmly by then."
"Shut up, Kanuk."
Leiko is a little uncomfortable. Happy.
It would be no trouble if Matthew wanted to recover before becoming a savage.
It’s almost enough to just gouge out the eyes and pour a sip of potion.
Even if it's a neurological problem, it's just a matter of the knife going a little deeper.
But the problem is that after he became a barbarian, he was still blind.
The Nephalem bloodline has become accustomed to Matthew's current situation. As for the other possibility, now is not the time.
The conditions are not mature either.
Kanuk nodded, turned around and left calmly.
The two young warriors were handed over to Leiko so that he could continue to taste loneliness and infatuation.
"Ancestor Leiko, are you saying that I have a chance to regain my sight?"
Matthew said calmly.
Not much hope, not excitement.
"I have to say, you are very mature and calm. It won't be too far, believe us."
Leiko didn't say much, then she picked up the wooden stick and knocked on the ground.
"Cheer up now. Although my training will not be as rough as Kanuk's, it will not make it easy for you."
Since Leiko He didn't intend to continue talking, so Matthew didn't care.
Casillas was somewhat moved.
He himself is a very curious person.
...
"Luke! Why are you afraid of me?"
Sanya grabbed the ax blade in Luke's hand and said with some dissatisfaction.
The teaching battle between the two didn't last long, and Sonya was a little bored.
Luke was meticulous in his battle performance, with no mistakes at all.
But there are no obvious highlights.
Sanya was slightly dissatisfied and glared at Madoc, who had veins pulsing on his forehead.
“You don’t look like Madoc at all now. At best, you are just a Kalju that has deteriorated countless times.
Although this is not the first time I have seen an ax used like a shield. The same guy, but you are so disappointing.”
Sanya kicked Luke in the stomach, knocking him like a gourd.
She stood there waiting for Luke to reposition himself, but there was no pause in her mouth.
"Perhaps the words used by the Earth-beating Demon to describe you now are a bit overestimated."
The sharp sarcasm is not so vicious to Luke.
After all, he couldn't understand the idea of using the devil's race to curse people.
Chuidi Modi’s brain is not normal, which may have something to do with the fact that they are made of stone.
Madoc gritted his teeth, and the anger on his body was already faintly visible.
It’s just that his anger is a little complicated.
Luke can get scolded and even get injured and even die in battle.
But this is not the reason for Sonya to speak harshly.
He can accept that his successor is not strong enough. Being strong requires time and opportunity.
But he couldn't accept that his heir carefully treated himself like fragile porcelain when fighting.
"Luke, if you have anything you want to hide in the box, take it out. Your disguise will not make Sonya relax her vigilance, nor will it make Sonya think that you are showing weakness to the enemy."< br>
Madoc had to remind him.
There is nothing wrong with the fighting method of showing the enemy weakness and then looking for opportunities, but it is meaningless when facing a powerful warrior like Sonya who has experienced thousands of battles.
And this tactic will only make Sonya's assessment of him worse. Accurately measuring the gap between the enemy and ourselves is a basic skill. Most of the warriors who didn't have it died.
At this time, Luke actually wanted to find Sonya's flaws or wait for Sonya to be careless.
Unwise and stupid.
"I'm not that stupid, but ancestors, please be more patient."
Luke said expressionlessly.
The body that stood up straight exuded a faint layer of firelight.
"I'm not showing weakness, it's just that this way of fighting can only go so far."
Luke twisted his neck and looked at Jessica aside with a bright smile.
Luke has his own plan, and it is going on.
“I just want to feel the extent to which a strong man can restrain his power. After all, I will face the test of the Big Bear Tribe soon. In particular, I have to be careful not to tighten my waist by the ancestors of Kotur. "Broken."
The anger in Luke exploded directly, burning faintly. By the way, he glanced at Cassius on the side.
Madoc's expression was still ugly.
He did not remember that he taught Luke to be arrogant, nor did he teach him to show off like a peacock in battle.
Sanya flew up and kicked Luke backwards.
Then he frowned and looked at his ankle.
There was an ax stuck in Sonya's ankle, and the ax was originally in Luke's hand.
"Why are you so scheming?"
Sanya was a little surprised and said with some annoyance. He casually slapped the hand ax stuck on his ankle to the ground.
Luke rolled from the ground and rolled over. Sonya's kick did not hurt him.
Sanya was afraid that she would hurt the young warrior, so she used her power very carefully.
Compared to barbarians of the same strength, Luke's body is stronger, as if he was born with a piece of equipment.
"I just don't want to die heroically on the road without any results."
Luke grinned his white teeth, and then charged at Sonya.
"Is this a surprise?"
Jessica patted Cassius's arm on one side and asked, with a smile on her face.
She probably understood what Luke had planned, so she wasn't worried at all.
Cassius still looked serious, and he was not sure whether Sonya would suddenly get excited.
We can only treat the battle in front of us carefully at this time.
In terms of responsibility, Cassius has a much stronger sense of responsibility than Madoc.
"I still have the same attitude as before. Your cleverness is meaningless when facing Sonya! Even my three-year-old child understands this truth better than you!"
Ma Dao Ke was still taunting.
He clenched an iron rod tightly in his hand, as if he was about to pounce on Luke at any moment.
“Bah!”
Sanya spat in dissatisfaction, then held Luke’s face and pushed him to the ground.
"What do you think their alertness is for? Facing an invincible enemy, your tactics will only make you die faster! Even if your brain seems to have reached the standards of a normal person!"
Sanya continued to press Luke's head, and then a shadow of anger appeared on her body.
"Madoc is a prophet. He can follow the known trajectory in the battle and then win according to the guidance of fate. But what qualifications do you have?"
Sanya pinched Luke's face, Lift it high.
You’re welcome.
She remembered that the first time she received Qualkek's teachings, it was similar.
That battle was still fresh in her memory.
"You are not a prophet, nor are you powerful and invincible, so how can you be sure that your tactics will have the corresponding effect?" Sonya raised her hands and said to Luke in front of her, and the anger in her body had already surpassed Lu's. The fire on Gram's body.
There are many reasons for anger, and Sonya can explode in any situation.
Because most of her anger comes from her powerless regret!
“Sanya, be careful!”
Cassius jumped in directly, his body tensed up and he looked like he would rush out at any moment.
Something is wrong with Sonya.
This is not the same as in his image. Although there is a shadow of Qualkek, it still makes people feel uneasy.
“But I succeeded in hurting you.”
Luke said vaguely, and when Sonya didn’t notice, he took out a hand ax and put it on Sonya’s head. Ya's neck.
The tone was a little excited.
"Well, you are still the same stupid donkey now!"
Madoc shouted loudly and jumped up high.
Having picked up his sadness in his hand, he dropped it right on Sonya's head.
The hand ax stuck on Sonya's ankle previously showed that Luke did not have the power to hurt Sonya.
So Madoc was unhappy.
“You are not wise at all!”
Sanya grabbed Luke’s face and put it in front of her. The ax scratched Sonya’s neck, but there was not even a mark. None remained.
As Sonya said this, she took out her mountain-splitting ax and blocked Madoc's attack position.
“But I can teach you a lesson and let you know that the so-called tactics are not as good as the vision of choosing your opponent!”
Sonya was about to slam Luke to the ground hard, her face was calm, but her eyes were already filled with anger.
“I thought you could restrain yourself longer.”
Madoc roared, and the ax in his hand hit the mountain-splitting ax that Sonya used to block.
By the way, he kicked Luke aside.
“Sanya, you have been affected by your bloodline, but there is no time for you to reflect on it now.”
Madoc said as he looked at Sonya who was knocked unconscious.
Cassius was already standing behind Sonya, his strong arms strangling Sonya's throat.
Although it is not tightened, this posture is already tense enough.
"I can calm down! You don't have to be so nervous."
This was the first thing Sonya said when she regained consciousness from dizziness. She hadn't lost her mind yet, Cassius and Madoc were too nervous.
"I don't trust you to take Luke into the secret realm. To be honest, have you ever been careful?"
Madoc gave Luke a look and waved the iron in his free hand. stick.
He will give Luke a good lesson later.
“Am I not going to grow up? Or in your eyes, I will be more difficult to control than Banal?”
Sanya patted Cassius’ arm. The anger was gone too.
A burst of ice emanated from the mountain-splitting giant ax in his hand.
“Qualkek’s wish has been fulfilled. I have to let these young warriors understand the cruel truth! Although I still don’t know what we will look like in this world, but I don’t want to see that Such an inevitable tragedy!”
Sanya’s cold voice was not pleasant, and her tone was not very polite.
Sanya is a proud savage, but now she is not angry.
It's just stating a fact.
"I want to know, have I passed now?"
Luke stood up straight and rubbed his face.
The atmosphere became a little awkward.
“If I don’t make you angry at me, how can I get rescued by my ancestors? Facing an invincible opponent, isn’t the best way to delay time and find a more suitable candidate?”
Luke had a confident smile on his face.
The iron rod in Madok's hand made a clanging sound and was crushed to pieces.
“You may be very suitable for the skill of Summoning Ancestors, but first think about whether you want to recuperate!”
Sanya put away the mountain-splitting ax in her hand and turned it around. Get out of body. Madoc would tell Luke not to hope anyone would save him.
The ancestors all saw Luke's plan, especially the part about showing weakness to the enemy.
There is nothing praiseworthy about this part alone. In the battle with the devil, that kind of behavior is like going to the latrine with a lantern and seeking death.
Demons have many more eyes than barbarians.
Calculating all the ancestors will only work in this situation and when the opponent is Sonya.
This is not a flattering behavior, even if he shows his intelligence.
......
"Rorschach, what are you now!"
Thor grabbed Rorschach's neck with one hand and roared.
Blood spilled from the corner of Hela's mouth, but her sharp nails penetrated Rorschach's shoulder from behind.
The battle situation was somewhat tragic, but the only good thing is that nothing irreversible has happened yet.
“I am justice!”
Rorschach roared hysterically, looking not quite sober.
The hammer of judgment in his hand was thrown hard.
Thor's hand on Rorschach's throat did not let go. The legendary son of Odin struck Rorschach on the wrist, intercepting the blow.
Thor didn't understand why Rorschach appeared in this place, and why Bulkesso allowed Rorschach to come in such a state.
But he didn't have much time to think about these things.
Because Rorschach's body is constantly recovering no matter how many injuries it has received.
Unbeatable enemies are the most troublesome.
"Justice will prevail!"
Rorschach let out a crazy roar, and the hammer of judgment in his hand once again crossed a twisted angle and landed heavily on Thor's back. .
He shook off his joints.
Rorschach, who uses "never compromise" as his motto, is really difficult to deal with.
Then Thor let go.
The heavy blow knocked him out of strength for a moment.
“It’s all bullshit!”
Hela frowned and struggled to pull her hand out of Rorschach’s shoulder, but all the sharp nails were broken at the wound. among.
But Rorschach knocked him out with a non-standard whirlwind hammer.
He lay on the ground for a long time without fighting.
But I felt a long-lost relaxation in my body, as if I was feeling relieved after taking a sauna.
“I probably understand!”
Thor stood up firmly against the heavy hammer behind him.
He just glanced at his sister lightly, and then buried his head.
He was still holding the son of Odin tightly in his hand.
The other hand picked up the cracked butcher's cleaver from the ground.
The legend inhabiting the butcher's soul can no longer roar wildly at this time, as if the soul inhabiting it has been completely eliminated.
"Justice is not Rorschach. Anyway, you can't withstand the power of the Archangel of Justice."
Thor hit Rorschach hard on the abdomen with the hammer head, and made a muffled sound ring.
Luo Xia spurted a stream of blood with azure light from his mouth, and his eyes became clear for a moment.
"You are not a pawn, Rorschach. You are the heir of Bulcasso, and he wants to train you to become the new immortal king. And the Archangel of Justice is by no means as impartial as you hoped!"
Thor felt that the power coming from the Hammer of Judgment on his back was fading.
I relaxed a little for a moment.
This is not that Rorschach's will has wavered, but that Rorschach's body has begun to weaken.
The previous battle was not just Rorschach holding down Thor and Hela's blaster, their battle was generally between equals.
"The Archangel of Justice wants to use you as a pawn, but Bulcaisel is not going to let him do it. That's why you come here."
Thor stood up straight, and then The hammer of judgment was struck from his body to the ground.
A fierce headbutt fell on Rorschach's face.
“Didn’t you realize that you were about to lose your humanity?”
Thor roared, swung the Son of Odin in his hand with all his strength, and hit Rorschach on the side of the face.
He accepted Warusk's teachings for a period of time and learned how to look at problems.
This heavy blow caused Thor's body to lose balance and fall to the ground.
The Judgment Hammer in Rorschach's hand fell to the ground together, but he did not let go.
“Your heart is full of fear. What you fear is that justice will not be served! But why are you afraid of this now! Isn’t Bulkesso enough for you to rely on now!
Before Bulcaisel falls, you can seek your justice! Instead of working hard to become the next Archangel of Justice! "
Thor said as he climbed up.
Staggering.
But Rorschach also stood up straight, and this time he pulled off His hood revealed his still somewhat haggard face.
“He is him and I am me. ”
Rorschach spoke calmly for the first time in a long time, raising the hammer of judgment high in his hand.
“You don’t recognize your identity as a barbarian!?”
Thor bumped into Rorschach recklessly, then turned over and sat on Rorschach’s waist in a riding position , the Son of Odin in his hand landed on Rorschach's face like a fist.
Bursts of blue light were knocked out of the body.
“I agree, but I also have the right to doubt!”
Rorschach said vaguely, and pulled the Judgment Hammer in front of him.
“Have you never thought of doubting the Archangel of Justice!”
Thor grabbed the hammer of the Judgment Hammer and put his face close to Rorschach’s rotten flesh. face, roaring loudly.
At this time, Hela got up from the ground with some difficulty.
Looking at the unconscious Asgardians around him, there was a relieved smile on his face.
The guys who had a grudge against her have all been dealt with by her own hands, and the young Asgardians are changing for the better.
Rorschach heard Thor's question, so he was a little confused.
He will doubt himself and all possible threats.
But never doubted justice.
Intentionally or unintentionally, justice and the Archangel of Justice are equated.
"That Bulcasso can think so profoundly?"
Hela said breathlessly, with a bit of shock in her tone. After all, she didn't think the barbarians were so smart when she was on the holy mountain.
“Only he knows whether he can do it or not.”
Thor calmed down and said this.
Rorschach is starting to think again, which is a good thing.
So he raised his head and glanced at the scattered clansmen around him.
It’s a mess, but it’s still bad enough.
Now that he is the king of Asgard, Hela will support him.
Now Thor is thinking about how to deal with the problem of Los Base.
“What am I now?”
Rorschach fell into confusion and couldn't help asking a philosophical question.
This may be a good question regarding identity and my own confusion.
But no one in the venue looked like they would give this answer.
Thor frowned, looked at Rorshach in front of him and let out a long sigh.
Then he stepped on the Hammer of Judgment.
"Who cares?"
Thor said casually, then took out a bottle of wine in his backpack and poured it into his mouth.
He drank so hard that he choked.
But he still insisted on pouring all the wine into his stomach, and then smashed the bottle to the ground.
“Give me one too.”
Hela patted Thor on the shoulder and glanced at Rorschach with interest.
Hmm, Rorschach is a good man, but he has violent tendencies.
But Hela likes strong men, provided that the man can communicate normally.
Thor took out his backpack again, with a troubled expression on his face.
Now he only has two jars of wine with him, which were gifts given to him by Warusk.
After hesitating for a moment, he handed the wine in his hand to Hela, and the two began to drink together.
"Pacha" , wiped away blood stains and the like, it doesn’t look very hygienic.
"Hela, will you help me take care of New Asgard?"
Thor said this, standing up straight.
The Son of Odin in his hand was flashing with lightning, and the butcher's cleaver was shattered to pieces on the ground with a crash.
“Don’t call me sister now?”
Hela joked with interest.
"Sister, I am the king of Asgard now. I must be more majestic in front of my people."
Thor smiled.
"Okay, Thor. King of Asgard, I will help you."
Hela saluted gracefully and said with a smile.
Rorschach on the ground took off his hood and looked at the rising sun and the aura of fear that finally dissipated.
"Who cares? Justice!?"
Rorschach grumbled and stood up.
"Even if no one cares, I care! Justice! Will win!"
The hammer of judgment in Rorschach's hand flashed with a burst of angry light.
The Archangel of Justice has a noble personality, but that does not represent justice.
Justice should never be compromised!
ah! I coded eight thousand words before twelve o'clock!
It’s been a long time since this happened!
I hope I can fall asleep soon...
I will try to resume the 10,000-word update tomorrow.
Thank you.
(End of this chapter)