"Looks bad!"
Luke raised the sword and slashed again, but those shadowy mice crawled up his trouser legs.
These rats didn't seem to exist in reality, but the painful feeling of gnawing at the skin made Luke even more irritable.
"ha!"
Matthew aimed at Hamelin and buried his head again, pointing his weapon at the mouse's eyes and launching a charge!
At present, this is the function that he can use proficiently. After receiving the guidance of Leike and Leiko, his charge can no longer be underestimated!
In an instant, Matthew had appeared in front of Hamelin.
The moment two weapons pierced Hamelin's eyes, his anger surged!
Matthew's arms released huge force, flipping the car-sized mouse backwards!
"Hurry up, these little guys seem impossible to kill!"
After Luke failed in his attempt to eliminate the shadow rats, he held the war blade and released the hammer of the first group at Hamelin who was lying on his back on the ground!
The huge hammer was blazing with flames, and it landed on the rat's belly full of abscesses!
Just when he was about to accomplish his feat, a rat entity hiding in the shadows climbed onto his shoulder and tried to open the blood vessels on the side of Luke's neck!
"Luke!"
Rumlow turned around and hit the light shield with the hammer of ancestors, his eyes filled with impatience.
…
"I remember that the mask is indestructible, right?"
Madoc grasped his sorrow tightly in his hands and stood up, shouting with anger.
"As long as you are strong enough, nothing is indestructible."
Talik looked at the projection in the sky, his voice a little distant.
"If my heir dies, how are you going to compensate me?"
Madoc gritted his teeth when he spoke.
"You can't kill Hamelin again, that's just a projection."
Korik, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, came up with a brazier and spoke to Madoc.
"The Secret Realm is a level that all barbarians cannot bypass. What do you want to do? Charge it in with your giant axe, chop Hamelin's projection into pieces, and then declare these seedlings worthless?"
Tarik grabbed Madoc's shoulders, his eyes flashing with anger.
"I'm just hesitant about the unknown outcome."
Madoc looked at those eyes flashing with anger and sat back on the ground.
"You are no longer a prophet, Madoc!
Back then, you would always take your promising recruits into the secret realm, but how many recruits were bitten to death by rats that were far above their level?
Excessive care always leads to unexpected death, haven't you let go yet?"
Bulcaisel walked down the steps and stood beside Madoc.
He looked up and watched Luke squeezing the rat to death and pressing the wound on his neck.
"I remember that at that time you would always take that boy secretly into the secret realm, and you even always wanted to make him your heir. That boy looked really similar to you."
Bulcasso picked up a bottle of wine and took a sip from it, then threw it to Madoc, who was a little lost.
Madoc poured the wine bottle into his mouth crazily, but all the wine inside passed through his illusory body and fell to the ground.
"I want to tell him how powerful I am, so powerful that even Barr has to worry about my existence."
Madoc crushed the bottle and roared lowly.
"That kid is not your son, you should know very well."
Talik looked at the wine spilled on the snow and whispered. This was the smallest voice he could make.
"Yes! In order to protect the Holy Mountain, I left nothing behind."
Mardoc planted the giant ax on the ground and raised his head to look at the battle in the secret realm.
…
"Keep fighting and leave me alone!"
Luke waved the war blade with one hand, and then raised his leg again.
Shadow rats have crawled all over his lower body, sometimes revealing some of Luke's limbs.
No flesh and blood can be seen on it, only a section of white bones remains.
Hamelin's Shadow Rats.
When they are not attacking, everyone will regard these things as illusions.
As a demon with a surname, Hamelin has never been a waste who can only summon rats.
At that time, Orac realized that he could not eliminate the shadow rats, so he risked everything to chop off Hamelin's head.
But he himself died in the mouths of these dangerous and strange rats.
The secret realm will not leave the barbarians with no way out, so the moment Hamelin's projection dies, these rats will disappear.
But even if Bulcasso enters this secret realm, these rats can't hurt Bulcasso's powerful body, but he can't kill these cruel little things.
"boom!"
Luke's legs, which were left with only bones in their bones, stepped heavily on the ground.
This time he has mastered the key to releasing the trampling of the earth, and Hamelin's projection was immediately dizzy!
As Hamelin became dizzy, the green light mask also disappeared.
"Xia!"
Rumlow raised his giant hammer with both hands and hit Hamelin hard on the head.
The Hammer of the Ancestors, which had been augmented by the Bracers of the Ancestors, was directly embedded in Hamelin's jaw.
"Drink the medicine!"
Matthew roared and launched a charge.
This time, the two weapons plowed open Hamelin's abscess-covered belly, and globs of yellow-green pus and a large pool of unformed mouse embryos rolled to the ground.
…
"Madoc, I shouldn't have let you do this at that time."
Tarik looked at the projection and said a little disappointed.
He had always seen what Maddock did at that time, but he did not stop this violation of convention.
A mature barbarian takes a new recruit on an adventure, and he can quickly let the new recruit master the power of his blood.
But that kind of savage never made a legend.
And the child chosen by Madoc died in the mouth of a mouse hiding in the corner before he became powerful.
"That child had a brighter future. He didn't deserve to die at the hands of the demons locked up in the secret realm."
Korik didn't mean to comfort Madoc at all, and spoke coldly, his words were like the cold wind howling on the top of the mountain.
Korik didn't know this at the time. By the time he knew all this, Madoc was already sitting alone in front of the gate of the Holy Mountain.
If he knew, he would definitely stop Madoc from doing this.
"I know! That was my fault! I never chose anyone to be my successor after that!"
Madoc punched the giant axe.
The hand that was already a soul body was scratched by this legendary weapon called "Madoc's Sorrow", and illusory liquid flowed out like a drop of blood.
"You finally made your choice, my brother."
Bulcaisel sat directly next to Maddock and spoke loudly.
To be continued...