Chapter 661: Argument and Verification of the Position of the Hammer
“Ahhhhh~”
Nanase lay on the ground, wailing continuously.
This performance has exceeded the imagination of everyone present.
Everyone present already understood how powerful King Shark was, but under Craig's seemingly random thunder punch, he was in pain like a child who fell to the ground. .
"Nana Sai, are you okay?"
Constantine walked to Nanasi's side and gently stretched out his hand to touch the scarred skin of the Shark King.
Maybe others still don’t know why Nanase launched a reckless attack on Craig, but Constantine undoubtedly knows it.
This man may not be the smartest, nor the most calculating.
But no one present knew this mysterious side of knowledge more clearly than he did.
"Nanase, it hurts."
For the first time, King Shark said that he hurt.
In the past, even if it was hurt, it would only grunt a few times.
“Okay, okay, I know Nanase is in pain.
But how long will it take for you to recover?”
Constantine's tone was still gentle, but there seemed to be something wrong with the expression on his face.
That face symbolizes danger, or that he has already made some plans, and he doesn't even care about his plans being discovered by others.
Otherwise, the scheming Constantine would not show such expression on his expression.
“A full meal~”
The answer Nanase gave left others at a loss as to what to say.
A full meal?
This is not an exact number.
Who knows how much a shark eats in one meal?
And King Shark is not an ordinary shark. What if he needs more food and energy?
This operation in Dream Prison is not a long-term combat mission. To put it bluntly, it is just a short-term raid.
As long as the few teams that went out conveyed the news back, the large army would move in the direction of the hammer.
At this time, even if everyone’s dry food was gathered together, it would probably not be enough for Nanase to eat.
This guy can eat people directly.
“Well, let me think about it.
Maybe you just need energy? So Nanase, do you want to taste my blood?
When you were lying behind me, the moment when your sharp teeth gently bit my neck, I can never forget the stimulation~"
Constantine obviously had bad intentions when he spoke, but But it’s hard to tell what other plans he has for simply making others sick.
“Constantine, the blood of Nephalem is just a very average supplement for demons.
The demon cannot absorb the energy in the Nephalem's body, and this Shark King, even if he is the child of some strange god, will not change.
If you really want to make him recover, the easiest way is to borrow someone else's medicine bottle and try it. ”
Tony suspected that Constantine planned to turn the shark into a Nephalem, so he could only tell some of his research results to try to dispel the other person's ideas.
“Haha, Nanase will not become a Nephalem.
He is not in the category of humans, although the gap between him and humans is not that big.
< br>At least at the soul level, Nanase should be classified as a human being."
Constantine was talking nonsense, but Craig, who had put away his fighting posture, didn't care. care.
It was like he was not the one who severely injured Nanase before.
It's not that Craig is trying to shirk this responsibility, but that he really doesn't take it to heart.
In fact, the immortal person does not have too much respect for life. What he cares about is never the death of others, but his own loss.
Those who died were gone from Craig's life, and that was what really made Craig sad.
“Okay, if everything goes well, a team will come back soon to deliver the news.
How about we guess which side gets the job done first? ”
Natasha smiled sweetly to smooth things over. If you ignore the Dragon Soul on her hands, maybe her charm will be more alluring.
The Dragon Soul gloves are on Hands, Natasha felt a little inviolable.
"Bloodsport was approaching, and there seemed to be someone beside him, but he was not a member of the team. "
Tony glanced at the monitor he brought and said.
On the monitor was the general location of each team, which Tony had prepared in advance.
Even the most privacy-conscious person did not express any opinion on this, but just put on a small gadget like a bracelet.
Anyway, it will be destroyed by each of them after the mission is over, and no one else has any ideas.
Although Wayne only took the bracelet away, he did not wear it on his wrist.
Wayne suspects that Tony has mastered nanotechnology, and wearing the bracelet will leave something in his body.
"Where are Wayne and Jason Todd? Don't think they will be defeated by the demons on the road.
Although the exploring teams are not very powerful, they will not even leave the danger. No ability."
Hawkeye asked disdainfully.
He has a strong sense of identification with the identity of Nephalem.
The Nephalem are not a thing like nationality, the Nephalem are the Nephalem.
Nothing else can interfere with this bloodline, and this bloodline gives Hawkeye the power to be respected.
Especially respected by Nick Fury...
"Wayne and the others are retreating at high speed, obviously they have encountered someone who is invincible.
But Blood Sports The speed should be faster, their route of action should be the sewer here?"
Tony reached out and clicked on the monitor, and the flat map on it immediately became three-dimensional.
After changing the perspective, the location of the exploration team became clearer.
“Honestly, if you knew it would take a while, you could call me when you are about to set off.
At this time, I would still stay on the Holy Mountain to think or hone myself. The body is more efficient."
Craig said with a little dissatisfaction.
It’s not that he became arrogant after becoming powerful.
His strength is nothing to be arrogant about.
The barbarian ancestors he saw every day were stronger than him. Even after knowing that he had recovered, Cassius, the boxing master, came to him to relax.
Arrogant?
Craig has never been arrogant, it’s just that he really hopes to seize every moment to make himself stronger.
"Craig, the enemy this time is the Hammer, we must be careful."
Natasha took out a bottle of specialty vodka and handed it directly to Craig.
Monks can drink alcohol and eat meat...
Except for some strange ascetics and cultists, most of the warriors in Sanctuary do not know how to eat. Have some rules.
It’s already very difficult to eat a full meal... Are you still thinking about the commandments?
You can’t fight the devil on an empty stomach, right?
"I don't think that Hammer is a normal demon. If he is, then he should be in front of us soon.
You forgot that these demons who are truly leaders have the smell of Nephalem. How sensitive?
I wouldn’t be surprised if he teleported directly in front of me, but he didn’t. Or are we not Nephalems here? ”
A little sarcasm appeared on Craig's expression. He was really bored with having nothing to do.
Craig also wants to find his lover's soul.
Although he already knew that the Annihilation that had planned him all these years was gone, he did not think that his wife's soul had also dissipated.
The most likely thing is that those souls have appeared in the kingdom of death.
Frank, the agent of death, has proved that death is not the kind of guy who abides by rules and responsibilities. Craig needs to be strong enough to negotiate with death.
"Is there a strong aura coming from that hammer?"
Tony asked eagerly as if he suddenly thought of something.
He himself is not a Nephalem, but he has done a lot of research and analysis out of defense against the Nephalem.
The leader-level demon should be very clear in the Nephalem's perception. Demons at that level will never hide themselves.
They don’t care who their opponent is, let alone whether their opponent is stronger than them.
Each of these guys acted like berserkers when facing the Nephalem.
"I can feel it, but the position of the hammer keeps moving in my perception, which is not normal."
Craig gave it after taking a look at Tony. Answer.
His attitude was obviously that he didn't like Tony very much, but he still told the information directly.
Maybe this is because of his respect for technology?
Tony frowned and directly enlarged and projected the surveillance screen of Meimeng Prison.
On top is the motionless hammer. Just looking at it can create huge pressure.
This should not be fake.
Can we still expect Nian Hammer to use his legs that are thicker than an elephant to control the computer?
Before the mind controlled the computer, it was impossible for a demon like Nian Hammer to use electronic equipment.
At most, you can just find a TV to watch, but you can't change the channel.
"He's still where he is, at least that's what the surveillance shows."
Tony seemed a little nervous.
Whose judgment should I trust?
Nephalem’s breath perception? Or do you believe in high technology?
"We can only rely on the exploration team. They should be able to bring back valuable news."
Natasha watched the atmosphere become strange again and could only come out to adjust again.
Natasha has always done this kind of thing before, but now she feels a little bored.
Maybe becoming more powerful has caused her to have a slight change in her thinking?
"Fuck, I'm finally back! So... when were these forts built?"
Bloodsport poked a head out of the drainage channel at the edge.
Several surrounding forts have turned their guns and pointed them at him.
This posture is a bit scary. What ordinary person can remain indifferent in this situation?
And Bloodsport itself is an easily excited character.
“Hey, can you climb out quickly?
I'm hungry now and I'm covered in blood and I need to clean it up! "
The second generation Ratcatcher's voice was transmitted through the pipe outlet, which naturally exposed her to some information.
" Bloody Sports, what happened to your team? Will it actually spread out? "
Tony asked a little urgently, his tone seemed to be forcing him, but he was not very polite anyway.
"I don't like being pointed at a gun. Can you tell these guys not to do anything? Are you staring at me? ”
Bloodsport said not very politely, and pointed at the surrounding forts.
Although this guy is quite responsible, in the final analysis he is also a proud and unruly guy.
This kind of performance cannot be imitated by demons. Ordinary demons do not have this level of wisdom.
"Strictly speaking, it's a cannon, but... it's okay."
Tony waved his hand, and the turrets turned around.
Maybe it was a gesture, or maybe it was Jarvis, the artificial intelligence.
However, the people present were basically not interested in this.
“This is the second generation of Rat Catcher. I discovered it after I separated from Wayne.
She is not very powerful in combat, but she can control rats and can also fight with them to a certain extent. Rat communication.”
After Bloodsport climbed out, he pulled the second generation of Rat Catcher out of the passage and introduced him by the way.
"Zhizhizhi~"
The little mouse wearing a vest jumped on the back of Bloody Sports and shouted with some dissatisfaction.
Such movements made Blood Sports' body become very stiff...
He was still afraid of mice.
“This is Sebastian, a, um, mouse that can transform into a porcupine.”
Bloodsport introduced it this way.
“Wire-haired rat?”
I don’t know when Craig has walked next to Sebastian. The rich breath of life on his body makes most living creatures produce Friendly feeling.
Craig's knowledge is definitely not as extensive as that of Wayne and Tony, but he is very familiar with these little things that can appear in Sanctuary.
Although the secret realm he entered is Through the channels of barbarians, but in the secret realm are the remains of two legendary monks.
Karashim was a strong man after the Nephalem unlocked his talent after the explosion of the World Stone, and he didn't know much about the wire-haired rat.
But Vandaloni is an even older monk than Bulcasso, and these little guys can be seen everywhere in his secret realm.
"Is this guy a demon?"
As she spoke, Natasha slightly adjusted her position to ensure that she could charge and join the battle at any time.
"Not entirely, it should be considered a small animal affected by the power of the Burning Hell, although it is equally fatal to ordinary people."
Craig stretched out his hand to Sebastian, and the little mouse happily climbed into his hand.
Fortunately, Craig had no intention of squeezing the little mouse to death.
"Are you here to rescue the Dream Prison? I would like to ask, do you have food?
If not, do you mind if I find a place to sleep?"
The second-generation ratcatcher gently reached out and took her little friend back from Craig's hand, speaking her truest thoughts.
If there was nothing to eat now, then what he wanted to do most was to sleep well.
It’s not hibernation, it’s just rest.
The mouse catcher never needs a fixed resting place. As long as she turns on her equipment for a moment, the mice will become her quilt and bed.
If you like mice very much, this experience is pretty good.
“I would like to ask, do you know the specific location of the big guy in Dream Prison?”
Tony looked at the position of the hammer on the monitor and asked the second generation Ratcatcher.
The Ratcatcher's information had already appeared in Tony's sight when Bloodsport was introduced.
Maybe these little mice can provide some news.
Monthly summary will be sent out tomorrow...
Thank you~
(End of this chapter)