Chapter 660 Craig’s Thunder Fist!
“Because Johanna is the easiest guy to control in your eyes, right?”
Constantine said while smoking.
Actually, there is nothing wrong with what he said. Barbarians are very powerful, and Bulcaisel is recognized by everyone as the strongest.
But compared to Bulcasso, who was silent and relatively irritable most of the time, Johanna was easier to understand.
This is not to say that Johanna is stupid, but that her nobility truly comes from the heart and is the easiest to understand.
Although the Nephalem are powerful, they are not out of the realm of humans.
Compared to Bulcasso, who must have some plans in mind, it is easier for Johanna, who only works for justice and humanity, to gain the trust of others.
Especially when this person is Tony Stark.
No one responded to Constantine's words.
While receiving help from the Nephalem, everyone present, except for a few barbarians, had similar suspicions about the Nephalem.
“Okay, let’s go.
I originally planned to meet Johanna.
Compared to those barbarians who want to twist my head off when they see me , Johanna is easier to get along with as a Crusader
Although she doesn’t like me very much.”
Constantine let out a long breath, and his sense of presence suddenly weakened a lot.
Constantine, a new witcher.
As a Nephalem, he did not dare to go to the Holy Mountain of Harrogath to find Orec to open the door to the secret realm.
Even though he continued to fight demons during this period, the improvement in combat power was still a little too weak.
"I'm going to ask for Craig's help. Maybe you'll like him, Constantine."
Natasha said seemingly casually, no one knew whether the black widow said this from the bottom of her heart.
One of these people is not very innocent, and their identities and positions make the trust between them not strong.
Even if they agree on the attitude towards the devil, they will not hold back each other, and they will not even refuse when sacrifices are needed.
But this has nothing to do with being wary of each other.
"That monk? I haven't seen him during this time. Since Natasha said this, she must have some plan.
Tell me, how strong is Mr. Craig now? "
Tony glanced at Natasha, with no expression on his face.
He just held his hands on his chest. Natasha knew what his action meant.
This is resistance, and... disdain!
Maybe there is nothing wrong with Tony's idea. As Mr. Immortal, Craig has no other reputation except that he will not be killed.
Even after he became a monk, others did not see his fighting posture.
It is normal to be suspicious, and even disdain is not unexpected.
“Tony, even if Craig lost the guidance of two legendary monks, he is not a weakling.
For monks, as long as they grow to a certain level, they will naturally Able to communicate with the gods and the brilliance of Eta.
Craig is probably a bit more powerful than Luke now.
Although he is not Rorschach's opponent yet, the gap between the two is already visible to the naked eye. "
Natasha was a little dissatisfied with Tony's performance. These words were a reminder to Tony not to underestimate others.
That is to say, the person who raised the question was Tony. If it were anyone else, Natasha I probably just went with what the other person wanted.
Only good friends don’t underestimate each other’s “face”.
“The difference with Rorschach is visible to the naked eye. Then he is the strongest among your group of pure Nephalem. ”
Constantine pouted.
“Go, I’m looking forward to seeing this Mr. Immortal.
Since his name has immortality, he can at least be used as a human shield, right?
Maybe Maybe he is the most suitable teammate for me?”
There was malice in Constantine’s words.
As Constantine's teammate, Wolverine has learned a lot about why being Constantine's teammate is a curse.
The body can recover, and his huge innate vitality makes him less likely to be killed.
But a large part of the demon's attacks are directed at the soul.
Wolverine is still cultivating now, and the trauma to his soul has made him lose the chance to restore his memory.
It sounds miserable, but it is actually worse than what I said.
"Constantine, you are a complete scumbag."
Natasha glared at Constantine and opened the portal directly.
Craig is still on the Holy Mountain of Harrogath, and now he is a mature and powerful monk.
……
“The light of Eta shines upon us.
Natasha, we haven't seen you in a while. ”
Craig looked calmly at Natasha who appeared in front of him, looking very much like the image of a “sage”.
If he didn’t have that one Chestnut-colored curly hair, maybe more like.
"To make a long story short, are you capable of defeating a grinder who is not at his peak?
We are now in such trouble, but we don’t want to trouble our ancestors to help. ”
Natasha said nothing polite and directly stated her purpose.
For monks, the effect of twisting and turning is not very good.
If the barbarians hate this kind of twists and turns, they will choose to interrupt roughly and ask questions.
The monk's reaction to this conversation was like watching a clown's performance.
Although monks have powerful power, what they follow is not only power, but wisdom is also an important part of it.
A slightly more accurate statement would be "For a monk, strength is a by-product of pursuing wisdom."
"Hammer? Your best choice is to find Rorschach.
I think you still have Ozil's temporary host body with you, right?
Although Rorschach did not inherit Tyrell’s memory or anything like that, as a righteous man, it is possible for him to change Ozil.”
Craig seems to be indifferent to the world. It makes people a little angry.
He, Karasim and Vandaloni had no idea at all. Natasha had no idea what the function of the monk's reincarnation mechanism was.
Every time I ask my ancestors this question, each of them cannot explain it clearly.
“Rorschach is not suitable to appear, at least not after the whereabouts of the first ancestors are determined.
The attitude of the archangels towards the barbarians is the same as the attitude of the barbarians towards the archangels.
The attitude of the first generation ancestors was a bit more clear
Well, there’s no point in saying all that, Craig! Are you planning to spend your whole life on the Holy Mountain of Harrogas?
As the last monk now, can't you learn from Bulkeso and rebuild your sky temple? ? "
Natasha shouted irritably.
Craig is a bit irritating, especially after realizing that he has no desire and no need.
" Wisdom is the most precious wealth of mankind, and what we have to do now is to become the enemy of wisdom.
So Natasha, can you tell me how you would choose to fight when faced with wisdom? "
Craig said some profound words.
In fact, to put it bluntly, he did not think of any effective way to face the Archangel of Wisdom Malthael.
The Archangel of Wisdom is taller than Imprius and Auriel in the eyes of the monks.
“I will send my fist directly to Wisdom’s face, I think. See how wisdom will face attacks from others.
Is it like those self-righteous so-called "sages" say, using his love to resolve violence? "
Natasha said her thoughts angrily.
"Come on, don't say those useless things! Now you come with me to fight the Hammer!
Or I’ll punch you in the face! "
Natasha jumped a few times as she spoke, and moved her wrists by the way. During these days, Natasha finally found some of her own nature.
Natasha, who was born in the disintegrated red country, has a unique rough spirit and the delicate heart of that famous family.
To be honest, Maozi’s culture is not synonymous with roughness.
The culture of that country is equally brilliant, delicate and gentle.
It is just their stubborn character that is as rough as stone.
"I hope to get a pair of gloves, or two gloves."
Craig finally stood up and said his thoughts casually.
He still plans to take action, but if he thinks hard, he will only drift away from wisdom.
Learning without thinking will lead to failure, thinking without learning will lead to peril. This can be regarded as the truth.
“I will help you contact Rasuk. I know you want Bulcasso to help you forge.
But he said before, don't disturb him during this time, he is doing something very important. "
Natasha rolled her eyes and said, pulling open the portal.
"That's enough. Speaking of which, I also wanted to use my superpowers to do something at the beginning. something.
Be a superhero? I have never forgotten this dream. ”
A cheerful smile appeared on Craig’s face, and his figure flashed directly through the portal.
Monks, like witchers, are warriors focused on agility!
Of course, their power cannot be underestimated.
“…”
Natasha was speechless for a moment.
She wasn't sure if Craig was under some strange influence.
But now Craig is much better than the character who gave up easily before.
Easy to give up is actually one of the biggest characteristics of Mr. Immortal Craig, because he constantly wants to give up his life.
But this kind of immortality will never allow him to get what he wants.
And giving up is naturally engraved on his body, which is a bit pitiful and sad.
Although he looks a little bit evil now, he is at least trustworthy, right?
...
“Zhiga~”
A large number of turrets that had just been completed turned their heads directly towards Craig who appeared in the center of the crowd.
Listening to this movement, it is obvious that Tony did not prepare much lubricant. Otherwise, there would not be such a harsh sound between the metals.
Fortunately, no one present cared much about this matter.
"Huh? Is this high technology?"
Craig looked up and down at the automatic turrets with great interest.
Although he is not illiterate, his level of education is actually not very high.
As a child, he failed to grow up under the care of his parents. He lost his mother when he was young and his father when he was young.
Craig's life is full of tragedy, and his adoptive father's daughter is his lover.
But his adoptive father was a scumbag who could not atone for his sins even if he died ten thousand times.
His wife was insulted by that damn thing. Even after leaving that hell on earth, the pain was unbearable for her.
That’s why I abandoned my beloved husband and left the world first.
Even though Craig is now pursuing wisdom as a monk, his heart is still full of pain.
Perhaps it is because of understanding and deeply experiencing pain that I have pursued transcendent wisdom.
But after all, he is still a young man. Which young man would refuse an automatic turret that looks very high-tech?
The daughters of Bloodsport will be in jail for a watch that can watch television...
"Immortal Mr. Craig, a warrior monk."
The Eagle He introduced Craig to everyone helplessly.
Everyone present can feel the majestic vitality of Craig as long as they set foot in the extraordinary realm.
Especially Constantine who was touching and observing.
Craig is the embodiment of the rules of life, he is life itself!
It is also the authority over life lost by Death, the god who represents the beginning and end of life!
Although it is impossible to determine whether this was lost intentionally by Death, Craig is such a miracle. ①
“Craig, I want to ask, can you give your life force to others?”
Constantine pushed aside the people around him and walked to Craig's side and asked.
This issue is very important to Constantine. Vitality is a hard-won thing for all life.
From the perspective of Constantine, Craig sees this guy as a life force power bank, the kind with unlimited charging.
“Unfortunately, it cannot be done.
The last time my life force was mobilized by the first-generation barbarian, but that was because that guy himself had some power over life.
But I don't have the ability yet. "
Craig said helplessly.
After he finished speaking, he saw Tony's eyes shining at him...
Scientist Who is not interested in the unknown?
Even if Tony is not very good at biology compared to fields such as mechanics and physical energy, that is still relative.
Tony's biological attainments are also among the best in the world.
"I want to study you" is written all over Tony's face now.
"Nana Sai is hungry! Chew Chew!"
The Shark King suddenly rushed directly towards Craig as if he had lost control.
King Shark lost most of his IQ, but he did not lose his life instinct.
Because of the bloodline of the Shark God, Nanase felt that she could gain something by eating Craig!
So he followed his instinctive drive and rushed forward!
"Even if you eat me, I will come back to life in your belly.
And I don't plan to be 'chewed' by sharks!"
Craig's face has no expression, but his body is already in a fighting posture!
Place both fists in front of you, with your left fist further forward.
Press your wrist slightly!
The fist and the arm are in a straight line!
In an instant, both fists fell on Nanase like a strong wind!
Nanasai didn’t have any defensive posture, she just opened her big mouth towards Craig!
Lightning flashed in an instant!
Thunder Fist·Thunder Shock!
The electric light turned into a shock wave and affected Nanase’s whole body!
The skin that could not be broken by large-caliber cannonballs turned into a blackened hard shell in an instant! Then it fell off bit by bit under the power of the shock wave!
Nanase finally exposed the flesh and blood under the hard skin, but the flesh and blood had been turned into coke in the lightning!
In one contact, Shark King Nanase was severely injured!
Tony and the others couldn't tell how powerful Tony was from such a performance, but Constantine understood!
Because he is very aware of Nanase's physical defense, he needs to be more aware of the power that Craig now possesses!
“Are you kidding, Craig, are you not as powerful as Rorschach?”
Constantine’s facial muscles twitched.
Thunder Fist·Thunder Shock is just the least demanding of the boxing skills and runes mastered by monks, yet it can have this level of destructive power.
Constantin no longer dared to think about what Craig would do if he used the monk's powerful skill like Seven Phase Fist.
①This is the author’s second hypothesis. The original Immortal Mr. Craig was a perfect human being, but I made adjustments because the plot required it.
Except when the plot requires it, Craig's own characteristics are no different from his original self. Anyway, he cannot be killed by conventional means, including attacking the soul. (Unless this authority is destroyed - the brackets are also two assumptions)
(End of this chapter)