He now wants to know whether these wave points are powerful because of the intensity of the launch or because the things themselves are very scary.

　　Dots streaked across Luke's blunt weapon, and now Luke knew what it was like.

 The impact force cannot be said to be zero, but it is far from the level of a firearm.

 The high damage of these gadgets comes from the wave points themselves.

“It depends on when the guy is done.

That guy is obviously crazy and it looks like there will be no results for a while."

 Steve said helplessly.

 The battle here is over, but Steve and Luke are stuck here.

  It is simply impossible to support other places as planned.

 …

“How much strength does that guy at the Hammer have now that he had at his peak?”

 Rumlow asked casually while stepping on a pile of demon corpses.

 The contact between boots and flesh made a squeaking sound.

　It sounds like the viscosity is quite high. Perhaps demon blood is high in blood lipids and viscous by human standards?

 “How do I know this?

You are still a long way from being a hammer. I will give you the answer after you actually meet the hammer."

 Ancestor Mocott also spoke in a very casual tone.

 The time spent with Rumlow at least allowed this guy who was originally awkward to speak to learn to speak again.

Although I can't say anything like tongue twisters, my normal conversation is still very smooth.

“Then can you tell me how much strength that Ozil still retains?”

 Rumlow kicked the wall blocking the way and asked by the way.

 They were divided into several teams and were comprehensively exploring the Dream Prison.

 This is not a horror movie, and Rumlow is not black.

 Otherwise, the approach of "There seems to be movement ahead, let's go and see it separately" is undoubtedly courting death.

This has almost become a law of horror movies, whoever says this will die.

 “Ozil?

 Do you know the biggest difference between angels and demons?”

Mocott asked with a smile.

"Color is not the same?"

“As long as angels still exist, they can absorb all energy representing themselves and return to their original state.

 As for demons, only the Seven Demon Kings can do this."

Morcott gave the answer directly.

Ancestor Mocott doesn't like to go around in twists and turns, and he doesn't have any playful nature at this time.

 To put it simply, Mocott is too serious.

“In other words, as long as Ozil can obtain Johnny’s body, he can immediately return to his peak?

 I don’t want to fight him at this time.

too hot!"

While Rumlow was speaking, he slapped the head of a Sinking Demon into his chest, and then shook his hand.

“I used to be quite clean, but now I seem to be a lot rougher.

 If it had been before, I would have gone looking for a place to wash my hands now.”

“There used to be many savages who liked to be clean.”

 “So what changed?”

“Later? Then they began to wash their hands with the blood of demons.”

 The conversation ended directly at this point.

 Wash your hands with the blood of the devil?

 This is something that normal people cannot do.

 Devil's blood is also very hot, enough to scald an average person's body.

“Okay, high temperature helps with disinfection. I think I see a ghost in front of me?”

　　When Rumlow said this, his whole body became nervous.

 It’s not that the ghost is very strong, it’s just that he simply hates ghosts.

The feeling of being almost killed by this thing when he first entered the secret realm was still fresh in his memory.

People are always impressed by their first time.

“An elite ghost with no clan around him.

 So you know who that guy is?"

Mocott reminded with a smile.

 “Well, at least he’s an overlord.

I can accept it as long as it doesn’t have a strong arc, and that guy better have the affix of Fire Chain on him.”

 Rumlow shook his shoulders, obviously he was ready to fight.

Chain of Fire refers to the "link" affix, which can connect several demons together.

 The cord connecting them is a flame, which will harm anyone who touches the fire chain.

  But for the Overlord Demon, this entry is of no use at all.

“Actually, your fighting style is most suitable for following that guy Volusk.

 Though, that guy is more suitable to learn from Bulcasso and the others to spin."

Mocott said very relaxedly.

 Rumlow's Hammer of the Ancestors is pretty good, and it does considerable damage with one hammer blow.

 This makes Mocott satisfied.

 After all, Mocott himself is the kind of person who likes to hit demons with a hammer.

“The Hammer of the Ancestors requires too much rage. Every time I hit three hammers, I feel like I’m a sage.

 So how do you achieve the fighting method of reclaiming wasteland that you mentioned?"

 Rumlow tilted his neck and rolled his eyes.

 “You need the help of a legendary weapon.

 When I return to the Holy Mountain, I will get rid of Bulcaisel and help you.

Now the stench on your body is almost covered up by other smells.

Burkeso’s attitude toward you will be better than before.”

Mocott laughed heartily.

 Sin will not be eliminated, but as people experience it, more things will occupy their lives.

 The current Rumlow can barely be considered half and half.

so so.

“Forget it, although Bulcaisel said that I can barely be considered a good person, I am still afraid that he will give me a hammer directly.

 When I was lying on the ground, his hammer was less than one centimeter away from me.

If you and Ancestor Talik hadn't blocked it, I would be dead!

 Do you know how much psychological harm that will do to a child whose life is less than a fraction of yours?"

 Rumlow adjusted his stance as he spoke. He was ready to charge at any time.

 Demons like ghosts appear and disappear, so it’s not good to be too nervous.

“I think you still deserve to die anyway. But you have to do some good things before you die.”

 “Merced Mocott, I know.

I just hope that you won’t slap me on the head with mercy when the time comes.

That hammer of yours is the most ferocious hammer I have ever seen. To be honest, your hammer is really not a torture instrument?"
To be continued...