"Asshole! Stop it!"
Lady Joy let out a series of melodious whines. If Constantine hadn't been watching the battle in front of him, he might have thought wrongly.
Lady Joy's voice is attractive, even her whines are.
Accompanied by Ms. Joy's cry of pain, there was a roar like a pile driver hitting the ground!
Hailab's fist did not stop.
No matter how beautiful the devil is, it will turn ugly under the iron fist of the barbarian.
It's just that the anger that Helab should have locked tightly in his muscles began to surface little by little.
This means that the genius created by the Conqueror is beginning to weaken, and the anger is being stripped from his life.
The lady of pleasure, who arouses emotions and desires, is weakening the conqueror in front of her in her own way.
Even if the price is a bit heavy.
The demon who had even lost her hands still found it difficult to fight. The only weapon she could rely on was her own body.
"Conqueror, spare me! I can't take it anymore! Stop it!"
Lady Joy's singing and crying voice continued to spread, and the demons and warriors in the battle began to be affected.
It's just that Hailab didn't seem to hear it, and still waved his iron fist unswervingly!
"I said, this devil's voice is really nice, better than those wandering warblers I know!"
Constantine's men are constantly collecting demon flesh and blood. These things are good materials for casting spells.
There are not many opportunities to collect these things.
"Shut up, do you still remember how you helped me? I didn't ask you to help me spend money! You must know that every penny of my money is hard-earned!"
Spider-Man flicked the spider silk in his hand towards Constantine's face, making this guy who kept talking shut his mouth!
Constantine lowered his head, and no one saw the twinkling light in his eyes.
A big accident will not make him give up some of his inner thoughts.
Lord Tianhammer?
In Constantine's eyes, these guys are a very good way to become stronger.
As long as you can defeat Kull, the god of fear. And Diavolo, who is hiding under the name of Kull!
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"Calga, you have to speed up."
Bulcasso frowned slightly as he looked at Calgar and his group who had just rushed forward.
Barr had just left this place, and these guys still arrived a step too late.
When the barbarians make a plan with all their heart, when the plan is disrupted, it means that the situation will get out of control.
After all, not many of these guys are good-tempered.
"Tch, Madoc is an idiot."
Calga glanced at Madoc who was standing aside, his face looking very ugly.
In the eyes of these ancestors, the three ancestors, as the gatekeepers of the Holy Mountain, cannot suffer any harm.
The three ancestors represent the connection with the first ancestor! So Madoc's weakness made him a little unhappy.
The reason why the gatekeepers are those three guys is that they contain a lot of information.
Calja would be somewhat dissatisfied with Madoc's practice of putting his emotions above his responsibilities.
But this didn't make him speak harshly.
Gatekeepers are protectors, guarding the barbarian heritage.
But now that all the inheritance is pinned on Bulcaisuo, Calga can only suppress the dissatisfaction in his heart.
Bulcaisso has taken on a large part of the responsibility of the three ancestors. As long as Bulcaiso is still standing, there will be no problem.
"Speed ​​up! Speed ​​up! Time is running out!"
Olongus shouted loudly in the center of the team, looking at Tyrell with a somewhat erratic look, whose face had already been revealed.
Now Olongus seems a little eager to try.
Do you want Tyrell to be fucked?
This somewhat exciting idea did not just arise from Olongus' mind.
Kolhe was looking at the head of the Archangel of Justice, seemingly looking for an angle that could completely solve the problem in one fell swoop.
These two guys were blatantly dissatisfied with the Archangel, and their crude malice made Tyrell a little nervous.
"Act quickly! You don't have time to delay here.
If it continues, then I will take action."
Bulcasso released Leah and pushed her forward.
It seems that he wants to let these ancestors know his daughter.
This will be appreciated.
No one hates Leah, at least not in Harrogath.
Leah deserves praise and the praise of her ancestors.
"Barnar, hurry up and move your lazy ass, and tell me the location of Barr!"
Kalga turned around and yelled at Banal, his expression regaining his composure.
He was in no mood to pay attention to Bulqueso's actions.
Regarding Madoc's matter, he still had some complaints in his heart.
Banal muttered something, and leaned down to sniff hard on the ground.
Banal, who has not entered the battle, can be used in various ways, such as hunting dog, coolie and even sandbag.
This guy's "good temper" can bring countless happiness.
Especially when he gets angry.
"over there."
Banal pointed in a direction, and then the whole team rushed out in a swarm, maintaining their formation.
At this time, Banal was still mumbling something in his mouth.
It seems to be something like "I will take you to fight".
Things are prioritized, and he won't act wildly when it's critical.
It doesn't matter how angry he will be in the future.
Bulcaisel looked at Leah in front of him, and then took out his backpack.
But nothing was taken out.
"Leah, do you prefer crossbows or hand axes?"
Bulcaisel looked at Leah with loving eyes and asked.
Even if the ancestors did not show the reaction he wanted, he did not rise much.
At this time, the most important thing was worrying about whether Leah would feel lost.
Victory does not need to be striven for in Bulqueso's eyes.
That thing will automatically rush into Bulcasso's arms.
There is no need to treat a "daughter" with the same training as an heir.
Leah is a very good scholar, and fighting is her only choice when she is most helpless.
"I don't think I will ever need a weapon with you by my side, Bulcasso. My father."
When Leah said "Father", her face turned red.
To be continued...