771 The People Who Prepare to Go to the Plain of Despair
"I heard from other ancestors that the summoning of ancestors skill does not last very long.
If the true power of the legendary Wu Mian must be used in this situation, I think you may need to find Bulcasso."
Craig said as he looked at Rumlow, who exuded great power.
"I've heard about the power of the Immortal King suit.
But do you think I'm qualified to wear that armor?
Even if the original suit is not just a replica, I don’t think I am qualified to wear it.”
Rumlow curled his lips and said.
This world is not a place of refuge, and the barbarians are not without their immortal kings.
Although there are many imitations of the Immortal King's suit, due to the existence of Bulcaisel, barbarians basically will not wear this armor.
Even though Bulkatho himself didn't care at all, the barbarians' respect for the Immortal King made them willing to spend some time thinking of ways to collect other sets.
"Bulkesser probably won't care."
Craig said with bright eyes.
"But I'm afraid that I will be pushed to the ground and beaten violently by other ancestors.
You guy, don't say you don't know how much other ancestors respect Bulcaisel.
Apart from anything else, if I dare to wear the suit of the Immortal King, even Tarik won't be able to spare me."
Rumlow said with squinting eyes.
"Then you can ask Rasuk to try changing the appearance of the equipment.
This method is called illusion, and I have heard of this technique from the two gods before.
There’s no way that fellow Lalasuk who loves research knows nothing about this.”
Craig spread his hands, obviously not planning to talk any more on this topic.
He is a warrior monk and can only provide some advice on barbarian matters.
If he really got involved, he would be suspected of being unscrupulous.
"Now let's consider how to face Rakanos.
Ancestor Gruchak can delay this king of despair, but he can never delay other demons from rushing into the world.
Facing this guy Lakanos, no one with poor psychological quality can go to the battlefield at all."
Rumlow let out a long sigh.
The biggest danger for humans when facing demons has never been the tide of demons...
The worst thing you can do when facing these guys is to be eaten alive cleanly.
Although death will be painful, everything is over after death.
Under normal circumstances, human souls will be directly turned into fragments and swallowed up.
Transforming into a member of the devil actually does not require any qualifications.
But this time they have to face Rakanos, the king of despair.
When you feel desperate in front of the King of Despair, the possibility of being corrupted will increase significantly.
And as the uncrowned king of the Burning Hell, Rakanos has no trouble recruiting his subordinates.
"We must set foot in that dark foggy place?"
As Frank spoke, he loaded the gun in his hand.
Frank Custer was indeed a very powerful man, but probably no one was more overcome by despair than him.
Perhaps Lakanos doesn't even need to take action himself, as the realm called the Plains of Despair alone can put him in danger of being corrupted.
"If nothing else happens, we need to go in and take a look.
Just mobilizing combat power to surround that area and build a defense line is not a wise approach.
If you don’t even know when the demon inside will rush out, then the battle will really be impossible.”
Craig was thinking the way Krasim thought.
Although Karasim and Vandaloni have now transformed from gods into a ray of Etta's brilliance.
But the lessons they once taught Craig will never disappear.
"By the way, I saw a kid on the street who could use his internal strength.
Although he is still a little weak, I am optimistic that he will become our partner."
Craig talked about seemingly irrelevant topics.
That kid is Iron Fist who just returned to his hometown but found that the world has changed...
Danny Rand…
Although this is not his full name, this guy's long full name seems to have no meaning even if he knows it.
But this guy is still a pretty good person, at least there is nothing wrong with him if he is a hero.
"Now is the time to talk about this?
Now let's discuss who among us is qualified to join the battle.
If we fail, at least we can leave some spark of resistance in humanity."
Dam Dugan was holding a cigar and talking dejectedly.
The battle hadn't even started yet, but he was already thinking about leaving a way out for humans.
But it's not that he intends to escape.
The veteran had made up his mind to die in battle.
Although he is using a derivative of the Super Soldier Serum, aging is still gradually approaching.
Before he grows old completely, dying in battle is this veteran's long-cherished wish.
"Count me in.
I have been freed from despair, and now it is only natural for me to give back to those who have helped me."
Norman Osborne touched his chest and said.
He seemed to want to carefully feel his healthy heartbeat.
How desperate was the father who had done everything in his life just to save his son from an untimely end.
So now there is so much hope shining in his heart.
After receiving Steve's selfless help, the supposed villain now just wants to save the world.
At least those who are in despair can have a chance to wait for the day of hope.
"You'd better forget it, don't you still have to see your son get married and have children?
So let me do this kind of thing.
The current Thunderbolts team is just the beginning for you, according to my understanding of that bastard Nick Fury.
You should be regarded by him as the candidate to succeed the director of S.H.I.E.L.D.
Who made Coulson unlucky? Originally, I thought the nice guy would be the next one."
Dugan blew out a smoke ring before slowly speaking.
By the way, do any of you have the contact information for that Blade Runner?
I haven't seen him since he went to England.
But I heard that he seems to have become a lot stronger?"
Frank turned the wedding ring on his hand and said.
Blade Warrior is also a very powerful warrior.
Even Frank admitted that this guy's skills were as powerful as his own.
"Daywalker? Didn't that guy stay with Helsing?
Moreover, the devil's rampage is not limited to the United States.
Although the situation in other places is not as serious as ours."
Dugan scratched his eyebrows in distress.
When troubled, he would always feel itchy near his eyebrows.
“Maybe it’s because America is a breeding ground for demons?
The only difference between the rich and the devil is probably that they still have human skin."
A mean voice rang out.
The faces of everyone present turned a bit ugly.
“Constantine, shouldn’t you pay attention to the corruption of Dr. Reed and Ms. Susan as soon as you wake up?
When you appear here at this time, could it be that they have been corrupted?"
Rumlow said in a very angry tone.
He still can't like the bastard Constantine...
Frank on the other hand didn't give this bastard a good look.
The relationship between Frank and Logan is very good now, and they even plan to make Logan the godfather of their children...
Naturally, Frank also learned from Logan how this bastard Constantine deceived people.
For example, after irritating the devil, leaving Logan as bait, and then directly attacking a large area and attacking Logan together, it is considered childish.
Logan's powerful self-healing ability completely became Constantine's reason to take advantage of him without any psychological burden.
Some of these things, even if Frank is just an observer, can't help but want to punch a hole in Constantine's head.
Anyway, Constantine is not lacking in ideas, so it doesn't matter if he has another one.
Perhaps the image of the brain in Constantine's head is similar to that of a briquette.
"Of course not, Dr. Reed froze Ms. Susan first...
This is not the point, although I do want to try being frozen and waiting to be awakened hundreds of years later.
I would also like to try the opportunity to stop myself and transcend time."
Constantine was talking nonsense, but he ended the nonsense under the serious and somewhat stern eyes of the people around him.
"Okay, okay~ let's get down to business.
Probably Dr. Reed planned to use his transformed state as an experimental subject.
Let's see if we can figure out the reversibility of corruption.
Also, he gave me a task.
If he is corrupted first, kill him before he awakens Lady Susan.
Then let me take his research results to Mr. Tony Stark.
This is considered to be an arrangement for the funeral, so I can only agree.
What? Do you think Dr. Reed will corrupt into a difficult-to-carry demon in a short period of time?
If you plan to deal with the threat of Dr. Reed in advance, don't take me with you.
I'm a good person and don't like work with blood on my hands."
Constantine waved his hands with a smile, and then took out a disgusting water bag from behind his back.
Inside the bag is his emergency supply of cigarettes...
It seems to have been a while.
"As a nephalem, you have a backpack."
Rumlow looked at Constantine with a disgusting look...
No idea, mainly because what Constantine did was a bit disgusting.
"Yes, but the backpack also has an upper limit.
I put a lot of useful things in it, even cigarettes can't be put in."
Constantine spread his hands helplessly, just shy of carving the word sincerity on his face.
"Now is not the time to talk about this.
Constantine, do you have a solution for Rakanos?
You heard news about Rakanos in Gruchak's domain before.
You appear in this place now, you must have some plan, right?"
The weapon in Rumlow's hand moved around his wrist.
This seems a bit threatening.
"Well, you know me?
But I'm sorry, I don't know you, uh, a big guy with two horns on your head.
So can you introduce yourself?
Don't worry, I kind of like your wild look, but it's impossible for us now."
Constantine looked at Rumlow who was in the rage of a berserker and said very impolitely.
Behind him, Nanase turned into a withered skeleton and stuck out her head, lying on Constantine's shoulder and looking at Rumlow.
"That hammer seems familiar to me?"
Constantine asked as he rubbed his head against Nanase's shark skull head.
"That's Rumlow Constantine. Nanase is hungry."
Nanase spoke intermittently.
King Shark, who was not very smart to begin with, seems to have become even more stupid after being transformed into undead equipment.
"If that's the case, I have a biological expert in my company.
I think he should be able to help Dr. Reed."
Norman Osborne said thoughtfully.
After he cured his family's genetic disease, biological research within the Osborne Group came to a standstill.
In particular, one of them, Dr. Connors, is working on the technology of regenerating severed limbs.
It just so happens that the Osborne Group can no longer give him as much research funding as it did in the past.
Letting him help Dr. Reed seems to be a very good choice.
And Dr. Connors is also very interested in demons.
Although the main research target is still on reptiles.
But who says that demons will definitely not bring any new inspiration to his research?
"Dr. Connors, I know him.
If it were me I wouldn't do that.
Why do I feel like I’ve heard this somewhere?”
Constantine scratched his head.
"That's right, Dr. Connors' obsession is too deep.
Dr. Reed is already very stubborn and dangerous, and now he asks Dr. Connors to join his research. Is there something wrong with this thing?"
Constantine's concerns were justified.
Because he had a broken arm, Dr. Connors would not miss any opportunity to regenerate the broken limb.
Norman Osborne endorsed Constantine's statement.
But he still couldn't figure it out...
Even though Dr. Connors is unwilling to attach another person's arm to himself due to his mysophobia.
But wouldn't it be more convenient to research clones secretly?
Why do you have to insist on growing a heart arm?
“This issue will be put aside for now.
So Constantine, do you want to come with us to see the Plains of Despair in Rakanos?"
Rumlow invited Constantine in front of him.
This guy Constantine is indeed extremely negative and a scumbag.
But it would be impossible to say that this guy would be desperate.
Rumlow thought that even if he felt despair, the bastard Constantine would still happily continue to smoke and drink.
"Of course, I'm also curious about what kind of environment can be called the Plains of Despair.
By the way, are there plants in the Burning Hell?"
Constantine put out the cigarette with only the butt remaining, and then lit another one for himself.
"Probably not.
At least I didn't see anything that looked like plants.
It will be much easier if you look for stones and flames there."
Rumlow gave this answer.
"Then let's go.
Just to investigate, right? I don't think you are arrogant enough to use your own strength to defeat this guy Lakanos.
I think that even if we add Gruchak, a barbarian, to rent everyone first, we still can't do it.