Almost in an instant, he knew the power of cruelty!

For severely injured enemies, it can cause more damage!

"boom!"

A crisp muffled sound!

Mocott dives into Rumlow's body!

The anger that belonged to Mocott began to burn with the help of Rumlow's body!

If Rumlow's anger is like a small bonfire, then Mocott's anger is like a burning mountain fire!

Angry flames rose, reflecting a bright red color in the corner of the holy mountain!

Bulcasso, who was thinking about what reward to give to Wayne, looked up and smiled on his face.

"I really don't understand why I believed in Talik's evil and saved you from Bulkeso. But now, you can use the ancestor summons!"

Mocott's voice was trembling.

What he did was put his stamp on Rumlow!

Connected his soul with Rumlow!

He will only use Rumlow's knowledge to feel humanity. From now on, he no longer has to consume Bulcaisel's humanity!

The legend of Mercy is a legend that will only increase after releasing the rage of the berserker and the summons of the ancestors at the same time!

Mokot is a follower of Volusk!

His legend is similar to that of the Immortal King set!

Two and a half times!

This is the increase brought about by Wu Mian!

It’s just that this increase will only appear on the skill Hammer of the Ancestors!

Coupled with the Ancestral Bracers in Rumlow's hands, this makes him even more powerful!

Although it is better than the suit of the Immortal King, it can bring about forty times the all-round increase.

But the power of Wu Ming is enough!

When Mokot was summoned, he was not like those barbarians who had no connection with their ancestors. The three ancestors he summoned would be called the Three Idiots.

When Rumlow summons his ancestors, Mocott's will will also come!

Shrouded in Rumlow's body, each attack will be carried out twice!

Before Rumlow can't reach the level of summoning Mokot's full power, the summoned ancestor spirits will only maintain twice the strength of Rumlow.

This is just the first harvest!

And the wine from before!

Even if there is only a small part of Bulcaisel's blood, there are only sporadic emotions.

But these are enough to increase Rumlow's blood concentration and body strength to the point where he can unleash the lowest level of berserker's fury!

Even though it could only last for a short period of time, during that time Rumlow already had enough power to kill Rorschach instantly!

"Now, young warrior, you have no chance of going astray! Mokot will be watching you! All the time!"

Talik retracted his arm.

"This is called do it first! Talk later!"

Talik chuckled softly.

Being followed by Mocott is definitely not a good experience.

That weird guy will teach Rumlow more things outside of Talik's training.

From this point on, Rumlow's happy herding career was over!

Atonement will be urged!

The battle will be guided!

All thoughts in life will not escape Mocott's control!

There is no freedom at all!

But this is Mokot’s mercy!

It is better to be controlled and walk on the right path than to take a wrong step and make a big mistake!

"Ancestor Mocott, does this mean he won't show mercy because he is compassionate?"

Rumlow said with a grimace.

He smoothly pushed the Resonating Skull on his head to the top of his head, revealing his mature face.

But deep in the eyes, there is a gleam of hope constantly flashing!

He understood that he was finally recognized!

Treated as a junior by the barbarians, Bulkesso, and these ancestors!

"Talk nonsense!"

Mocott's somewhat dissatisfied voice came, and his figure flashed in front of Rumlow!

Only part of the boiling anger returned to Mocott.

More was left in Rumlow's body!

Strengthening the body requires energy.

If food is not prepared in advance, Mocott can only contribute this part of the energy to strengthen the new recruits.

"you are always like this."

Talik smiled and continued:

"You can now experience the taste of food and drink through Rumlow's touch, but you don't have to touch everything."

These words with a strong sense of ridicule made Mocott's old face turn red.

Mocott was single from the beginning.

"I'll give him some rest!"

After Mocott finished speaking, he disappeared.

"Come on, Rumlow, I'll go and ask for mercy from you now.

I hope Bulcaisuo is in a good mood, and it’s best that the master of the mountain-splitting ax has been chosen now.”

Tarik patted Rumlow's back hard, making a thumping sound.

Rumlow wore a mask-like helmet on his head, whistling, cheerfully like a deer running through the mountains and forests.

Bulcaisel's blood made Rumlow's physique more like that of a barbarian from the Stag Tribe.

It's just that Bulcaisel probably won't recognize the current Rumlow as a member of the Bucks tribe.

At least not now.

Until the sins he has shouldered are repaid twice, Rumrock is not worthy of calling himself a proud stag!

…

"Wayne, you have already achieved a good harvest. But you want to know my weaknesses?"

There was a smile on Bulkesso's lips.

He was sincerely amused by Wayne's wish.

There are many people who want to know about Bulcaisel's weaknesses, and there are also many who know about the existence of his weaknesses.

But he never thought that he would hear such a request from a barbarian.

"Can you tell me why you want to know my weaknesses?"

Bulcaisel's hand stopped inside the backpack. He had not yet decided what reward to give to Wayne.

Especially after Wayne said he wasn't in desperate need of a strength boost right away.

"I'm afraid you'll lose control, Bulcasso."

Wayne stated his reasons candidly.

There was no hint of fear or hesitation.

Even though he knew that asking about the other person's weaknesses was a bit outrageous.

"Your worries are interesting, but I want you to know that all the ancestors on the Holy Mountain were worried about this."

Bulcaisel smiled.

He looked openly at all the ancestors around him.
To be continued...