The Dark Barbarian Arrives in American Comics

"I can tell by the look on your face, so you go hunting this time.

I could use a break."

Cassius looked at the murderous Kotur and twitched the corner of his mouth before speaking.

Kotur passed Cassius's position without saying a word and walked directly into the distance.

That direction was a direction that I hadn't had time to look at when I was hunting before. Maybe there were some larger prey there.

"What a sad life, always fighting..."

Cassius curled his lips and then said.

Then he watched Koutul's silent back walking further and further away.

Combat has never been unfamiliar to barbarians.

After all, we live in a very harsh environment, without even any decent entertainment.

So what can they do?

It's just a matter of using your body's strength wantonly to keep yourself in a state of movement at any time.

Somewhat dull and boring.

"I just went to see it over there, idiot! There are countless prey over there that can let you vent your emotions.

Then I should be ready now.

Orac will not let Hamelin come over, but other demons may not."

Cassius said to himself.

Then he twisted his neck, and then waved his arms.

Since you said you want to become the first legendary barbarian without using weapons, you have to do something!

For example, using a pile of demon corpses as a symbol of becoming a legend?

"Today is a good day to kill, even though we kill every day.

But only today's killings are given other meanings.

For example, to see off my good brother’s mother?

How can a warrior leave without the corpse of a demon paving the way?

This seems to be the only thing my friend can do, right?"

Cassius rubbed his face to let the blood flow quickly.

This can reduce the extent of damage received, although it is not very effective when facing demons.

But it's better than nothing.

Cassius moved in a different direction, and behind him were the tribesmen who were still migrating.

No matter what, he couldn't let the devil break through his defenses, at least not until he died.

Unfortunately for the devil, Cassius had no intention of dying in this place!

It's just a familiar battle. Since it's a battle, there must be a winner.

As long as there is no Cultur among the opponents, the winner will definitely be Cassius.

He has never lost to anyone except Kotur.

The reason why Cultur is excluded is because Cultur has never fought Cassius.

Even fights rarely happen.

Cassius was one of the few barbarians who had never been defeated before Bulkesso was born.

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"Come! Come again! Give me more enemies!

You trash can't even make me sweat!

Your existence to me is just a fully automatic water tank that can take a shower!"

Cassius was covered in minced meat and stood in the middle of a bunch of demons, constantly provoking!

He hooked his hands at the demons from time to time, and then jumped on the spot a few times.

His movements are definitely not agile, and combined with the burly figure of the barbarians from the Monk Big Bear Tribe, he feels like a big bear doing ballet.

It just lacks a lot of lightness, but it is full of a strange sense of power.

The surrounding demons tried to bypass him to hunt the barbarians of the Big Bear Tribe, but they were accurately intercepted by Cassius every time!

Every time Cassius intercepted, he was able to kill the fastest demon in the cruelest way.

Crush the body, twist off the head, or turn the devil's head into a firework with one punch.

But the most common situation is that he uses his iron fists with only bones left to continuously dig into the demon's body!

Whether it's a guy made of stone like the Earthbreaker, the Agren Troll, or something similar to the Stitch Monster like the Coffinless Corpse Demon!

He didn't have any doubts!

There is no disease in the demon's body, which is a very interesting thing.

Ordinary viruses cannot lodge in the body of a demon with a high body temperature.

No one of these demons can appear in Cassius's sight and leave safely!

There is only one possibility for the devil to leave Cassius's sight, that is, I have turned into rotten flesh or fragments!

Provocations and curses continued to come from Cassius's mouth!

His purpose in this battle is to intercept the movement routes of these demons. If the demons escape his obstruction, it will be a very heavy pressure for the tribe.

Although there are still some warriors of the tribe, they are hunters who want to find their habitat again after the tribe.

These warriors are the last line of defense for the old, weak, sick and disabled, and Cassius is the last line of defense for those warriors.

Although the viciousness of Cassius's language is far less than what those demons have done to humans, he is already using the most vicious language he knows!

But this level is barely enough, at least it can attract the emotions of those demons.

"Barbarian, what you are doing makes no sense!

The Nephalem will never return to their past glory!"

Demons are not a race that only accepts curses without saying a word.

They also respond to provocations from their opponents.

Although many times this kind of guy will choose to hide, he still has the courage to say just a few words.

"No point? Then you can try lying in front of me with your back to me!

I will use my fist to clear your intestines!

Although it’s disgusting, I don’t dislike it!”

Cassius roared like crazy.

These demons are just tough enough, but what about their threat?

The biggest threat is that Cassius's hands will be severely injured by his own attack!

Cassius doesn't care about this!

In other words, Cassius himself doesn’t care about much!

His hands had long lost touch in such a high-intensity battle, which was not good news.

For a warrior, the feeling of every part of the body is very important.

These feelings determine the accuracy of a warrior's attack!

The hands holding the weapon can use touch to know whether their slash has caused enough damage.

Even when punching, you can feel whether your attack has hit your opponent firmly through touch.

During the battle, warriors can adjust their status almost instinctively through these feelings.

But now Cassius has lost this right!

Although the hands can still be opened, they can also be clenched.

But now he can't even feel the pain, and his hands have basically reached their limits.

But this doesn't seem to be serious, as long as you punch up with your greatest strength, it's enough.

If you want to kill the devil, you just need to be strong enough.

It was this understanding that caused Cassius's end to end with his arms being blown apart.

As for whether Cassius hit the opponent firmly, he no longer needed to judge by touch.

As long as the opponent is beaten to a pulp, the death of the devil is guaranteed.

All in all, it has little impact!

"Your bones are stained with too much devil's blood. Haven't you noticed that your blood is being contaminated by the devil's power bit by bit?"

That unknown voice was still ringing.

It is no secret that the nephalem have demon blood flowing in their bodies.

Not only the "erudite" mages know about this kind of thing, barbarians also know it.

"You sound so scary, are you ready to lie on the ground with your back to me?"

Cassius continued to provoke.

He didn't care what the devil in front of him said to him.

As he spoke, a jumping slash appeared in front of the demons who were trying to escape from the battlefield.

The fists with only bones left were waving like a rain shower.

Another accurate interception!

No demon can leave the battlefield without Cassius's permission!

"I saw a warrior monk when I was a kid!

Although I couldn’t learn the monk’s Hundred Fissure Fist back then, I still had my own moves!”

Cassius shouted happily! He kept pumping out his fists!

That's madness!

A skill that is not very useful at this time, but compared to using weapons, using bare hands can actually increase the speed of this move.

But this also became a heavy burden for the barbarian's body.

Muscles get tired too!

"Our goal is about to be achieved!

And you tribe of barbarians are destined to decline in front of us!

There is no way Orak can beat Hamelin!

He is the most perfect individual among us! He is also the only one who cannot be defeated!

No one can defeat the Shadow Rats!"

The demon's voice spoke again, and even mentioned Orak's name.

Obviously, to these demons, Orak is quite famous.

"Oh, you know Orak?

Did you know he was called the God of War when he kicked your grandfather's ass!?

Do you have no idea what the God of War means?

Then I will tell you this devil with great mercy!

The God of War means that when he kicked your grandfather’s ass, he could also kick your father’s ass and yours too!”

Cassius's taunts began to gradually move towards the lower third road.

Fortunately, his fist had no intention of moving towards the lower third.

Although for some large demons, Cassius's attack position is the lower third.

"He is dead!

The God of War in your mind is dead!

Died by the bite of shadow rats!

It’s impossible to even leave intact bones after death!”

The demon was obviously a little anxious.

Cassius had no idea whether these words were true or false, but they had little to do with him.

Cassius is not Cultur, and he owes Orak nothing.

And Cassius doesn’t believe that Orak will fall easily!

"Even if what you said is correct, I am sure that the price you will pay will be higher than that of the barbarians!

He's just a piece of trash who doesn't even dare to show his face. Let me ask you a question!

Do you dare to appear in front of me!? Do you dare to face me?

If you dare, I will turn you around and kick your ass!"

Cassius shouted as he blasted several demons in front of him.

A large number of demons who appeared here were intercepted by him, starting from the moment this encounter began.

Until now, no demon has broken through Cassius's interception!

Although the quantity and quality of the demons here are far inferior to those of Orac, it is definitely not an easy task to block this place.

The anger in Cassius no longer flickers!

Although the long battle was arduous, it was far from the point where Cassius could be exhausted.

This kind of performance is just a step forward for Cassius on his original basis!

Cassius is still one step away from the true legendary barbarian!

What he lacked was never a glorious victory.

For Cassius, it doesn't matter whether he wins or loses.

He just doesn't want to betray other people's trust.

Whether it is Orak or Kotur, Cassius has never betrayed the trust of others.

It was like this in the past, it is like this now, and it will be like this in the future!

"ha!"

A sudden battle cry!

A huge figure stood in front of Cassius.

That figure looked like a bigger bear.

"I have hunted enough prey for my tribe.

But I didn't find Orak."

The person coming is Koutul!

The news he brought was not so good.

Kotur's words made Cassius keenly realize that the demon who spoke might not be lying.

Orak really died in battle.

But Cassius always believed in one thing, that is, killing Orak would definitely outweigh the gain for the devil!

This is actually true!

The most powerful Hamelin died in the hands of Orak.

And Orak even managed to kill a gluttonous demon!

This was definitely a brilliant result, but Cassius did not expect such a result.

Compared to the death of two legendary demons, the existence of an Orak is better news.

"Then I'll leave it to you, I feel like all the bones in my hand are broken.

I can only rely on you as a fool for the next thing, but I am very relieved."

Cassius looked at the caring and gentle face in front of him, smiled bitterly and said.

"I will stop the devil from now on, and you can go hunting.

I now...I don't need to secretly hide a little bit of food now.

By the way, this time I took the prey home after I was full."

Kotur said in a daze, and then suddenly put his hands in front of him for a hug!

This is truly a bear hug!

A ghost with a faint golden light on its body was restrained by Kotur!

Then Kotur opened his bloody mouth and bit the ghost's Tianling Cap fiercely...

“Kotur, don’t eat these things that look unclean!

Although we all know that they are at least cleaner than feces."

Cassius said weakly.

As a crunching sound was heard, the ghost had been crushed into pieces by Koutul's huge power!

"I listen to you, you are smarter than me."

Kotur scratched his head and finally freed his hand.