On the sacred mountain of Harrogath.
 Luke and Jessica are standing on the martial arts field.
 At this time, they were unusually relaxed.
 After all, the fighting outside doesn't seem to have much to do with them.
This ground can be said to be a martial arts arena, but rather an open space that is barely flat.
There are no stone bricks visible on the ground, but the land is tamped very solidly.
"Ready?"
Jessica said softly and pointed forward.
 The God of War's Blade emerged from the other hand.
 Olac’s influence continues, and this legend continues to bring benefits to Jessica.
Not far in front of them was a huge figure covered with a layer of iron.
 Purple people.
 He can appear here in such a posture, thanks to Rasuk's friendly help.
 Although he himself would definitely not be happy.
 After all, he couldn't hold on until Luke and Jessica took revenge on him with his body hanging on the stone.
 Even if the temperature on the Holy Mountain is not too high now, rot will still happen.
 The rotten meat is hanging on the rocks. Nausea is not a big problem. This will not affect the combat effectiveness of the purple people, but the rot will.
 As the flesh and blood rotted, Ziren felt that he was almost turning into an indescribable piece of dried matter, which had no other effect except nausea.
 Lasuk made a suit of iron armor and wrapped it around his body, thus maintaining his combat effectiveness.
Incidentally, writing has been enhanced.
 After all, Rasuk had some technical exchanges with Tony.
 So this iron skin has a lot of Rasuk’s whimsical ideas.
For example, first break the stone elbow of the purple man, and then hang up a hydraulic bearing to increase the amplitude of the force.
The process was very painful, but Rasuk didn't care about the pain at all.
 After all, it was the purple man who had his elbow broken.
Lasuk doesn’t care whether the scum is in pain or not.
 On the contrary, the miserable roar had some influence on Rasuk.
 “Are you going to kill me?”
 Zi Ren’s voice sounded, with some expectation.
This feeling of "living" is not as good as the peace of mind after death.
Although he didn’t know anything after his death, maybe it was a bit of a coincidence that the time happened to be the time when he died and became autistic.
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  He knows nothing about the world after death anyway.
Zi Ren now knows why he is still alive in this place.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but give a "beautiful" greeting to Nick Fury!
 It would have been better if Steve had cremated him as he said.
Luke and Jessica on the other side did not talk to Ziren, but whispered.
 “Are you relieved that he is like this?”
Luke said into Jessica's ear. Jessica's face turned red and she gave Luke a "little punch" in complaint.
 The movements are like coquettishness, but the strength is not...
 Jessica originally had enough strength, but now this punch almost sent Luke into a nervous state. ①
“I said in my heart that I didn’t really want to torture him, but I still couldn’t get angry.”
 Jessica lowered her eyes and said, already holding Luke's hand.
  Feeling the strength coming from his hands, Luke let out a long sigh.
  What kind of crazy idea is this?
 To torture the enemy or not to torture?
Even though Luke wanted to say 10,000 MMP words in his heart, he still swallowed them for his own happiness.
 Jessica's recent changes were somewhat beyond his imagination.
 Strength, height, endurance...
 This always makes him feel like driving a big car...
 “The things he did would be considered light if he died for ten thousand words.”
Luke said this.
Although the tone is very gentle, it still feels weird.
 Fortunately, Jessica didn't pay attention to these things.
Even if Purple Man died ten thousand times, it wouldn't be enough to relieve his anger. It's just that barbarians are really not very good at torturing people.
“I can imitate several torture instruments from Duriel’s Lair, if you need them.”
 Lasuk stood behind Luke and Jessica and whispered.
　　This is not a glorious thing. Making instruments of torture is not something that serious people do.
 Lasuk was a little afraid that he would be ridiculed by other ancestors about this matter.
 The nickname "Rasuk, the Maker of Torture Instruments" is not pleasant at all.
 But he said it anyway.
 It was finally his turn to take care of the young man.
 Thinking of this, Rasuk felt a little relieved.
 When he was on the Holy Mountain, he was the young man who was always cared for by many parties.
Now that we can continue the beautiful tradition, what reason is there not to do so?
 When in a sheltered place, people who don’t know how to support each other are always the most pitiful.
 After all, wandering in the devil jungle without a partner, loneliness is the biggest enemy.
 When barbarians face their enemies, they rarely torture them and usually kill them. Torture is not a professional thing to do.
That's all Rasuk can do to help.
 “Can I hear something?”
 Luke glanced at the purple man, then turned back to talk to Rasuk.
 Looks like he's a little eager to give it a try.
 If Jessica continues to struggle, the day will pass quickly. It is better to make up her mind early.
Incidentally, it also allows Luke to show his courage at home, which will help change the family position.
 “Sharp-backed wooden horses, wheels and other things.”②
 Lasuk looked disgusted.
Duriel's lair is really not a good place. There are torture tools and other things that you can't even imagine, but there is nothing that the big insect of Duriel can't do.
Luke didn’t quite understand what was so scary about these two things, but he got a rough idea from Rasuk’s disgusted expression.
 It’s just cruel anyway.
 “Me?! Can you listen to what others are saying!”③
To be continued...