Dark Savages Come To the United States

"What is this?"

Thor rubbed his head and got up from the ground, then looked at the ugly appearance of the gathering corpse in front of him and said.

The aggregate corpse monster is really ugly, with hideous spikes all over its body and traces of patchwork of rotten flesh.

Coupled with the fact that the body is nearly four meters high, all those disgusting places are clearly displayed in front of Thor's eyes.

There is a choking stench from the huge corpse all the time, which is unbearable.

What's more terrible is that this aggregate corpse is drooling at Thor, and the saliva is ugly and pungent like pus.

"Wow~"

The mouth of the gathering corpse can only emit this kind of low growl that seems to be after destroying the frontal lobe.

This guy is not much different from a walking corpse, most of the time he acts according to the instinct of hell power.

I saw him rushing towards Thor with heavy steps, and every step he took could hear the roar from the ground.

"Hey, you're really big, I should have hit a bigger one."

Thor spoke weakly to the gathering corpse in front of him, and then clenched his fists.

When he has no weapons, he can only rely on his fists.

As for an opponent bigger than the gathering corpse, Thor has never seen it.

But no matter whether you can fight or not, you can't lose in terms of momentum.

Thor walked towards the direction of the gathered corpses, carefully observing the opponent's trajectory.

The Aggregator is also known as the Coffinless, but the guy himself doesn't care what his name is.

It's not that he doesn't have wisdom, but that his cobbled together body has too many thoughts, and in the end he can only act on instinct.

So it doesn't matter if you are wise or not.

Compared with the attack method of scratching and biting the three-piece suit of the walking corpse, the gathering corpse monster has been upgraded.

It was replaced by a three-strike combo.

To die, to tear, to devour.

Although it is quite simple, it is enough in the face of the strange power of gathering corpse monsters.

Generally, there are not many people who can withstand the whole set of combos of the gathering corpses of the same level.

"Wow~"

The aggregated corpse staggered and stretched out its hand towards Thor, who was then dodged deftly.

Thor's fist slammed heavily on the side of the gathering corpse, piercing directly into the lump of rotten flesh.

It's a beautiful attack on the liver.

If it was a humanoid monster with a normal structure, it would definitely be severely injured, but this big monster doesn't have such a thing as a liver.

"Dude, I didn't expect that."

The aggregate ghoul slammed down with its spiked arms without any effect, and Thor had to back away.

When avoiding, Thor also said a wisecrack by the way, although this situation is very dangerous.

But people have to learn to have fun while suffering, otherwise life will be too painful.

Thor shook his hand, shook off the rotten minced meat, and started probing again.

Now he is constantly fighting in the secret realm, but outside is peaceful.

Hawkeye and Natasha finally completed the fifth secret realm, and the two were panting and lying on the snow in Harrogas.

This is just the fatigue after the battle, and there is no other meaning.

"Barton, when are we going back to S.H.I.E.L.D.?"

Natasha turned over and sat up, showing off her beautiful curves.

She misses the warm bed in the apartment after a fight.

Even though she was not very materialistic as an agent, sleeping on the stone bed during this time still made her a little uncomfortable.

"Let me rest first, I just want to rest now."

Hawkeye lay on the snow with his eyes closed.

Although it is quite comfortable without the complicated tasks in SHIELD, he also feels a little uncomfortable if he has to go through a life-and-death battle.

Hawkeye held a crude longbow in his hand, and the quiver on the side was empty.

His various special arrows are consumables, and he has already started using sharpened wooden arrows in constant battles.

Even the composite bow was damaged in the battle, and the longbow in his hand was picked up in the secret realm.

Although he couldn't experience the joy of infinite arrows, this bow still made him fondle admiringly.

"I thought you'd be more into throwing axes and throwing knives or something."

Natasha looked at Cassius who was coming and smiled.

"I don't want to see you now, Patriarch Olongus."

As soon as Hawkeye opened his eyes, he saw the face of Orongus, so he closed them again.

"Okay, you can follow Bulkasso to get the medicine bottle. We didn't develop the medicine bottle that can restore the potion at that time."

Olongus kicked Hawkeye before speaking.

"He's really tired."

Natasha stood up slowly and said to Olongus. During these days, she had known her ancestors for a long time.

Especially Olongus, who is the most commonly seen besides Cassius.

"I still don't know what I met in battle? A group of little mice can make him like this?"

Olongus grabbed Hawkeye who was on the ground, and said contemptuously.

"Little mouse? You call those wandering spirits flying around called little mice?"

Hawkeye sat up startled in a dying posture and said to Olongus:

"If the wandering soul is a little mouse, then what is the name of the mouse I met in the last battle? Earththrower?"

Hawkeye's shout made Cassius, who was watching from the sidelines, laugh out loud.

After so many years, Cassius' prank has worked again.

Every time he talked about the battle experience, Cassius would intentionally or unintentionally tell Olongus what a certain battle he encountered was.

Over time, Olongus himself couldn't remember clearly.

In fact, it's normal. The number of battles these ancestors have experienced one by one is almost impossible to count. Who can clearly remember which monster they encountered in which battle.

It's just that Olongus is the most unlucky one, and Cassius successfully made him forget the opponents of the previous battles.

"Ahem! Anyway, you came out alive, so even wandering souls don't have much to worry about."

Olongus immediately understood the ins and outs, then stared at Cassius and said as if nothing had happened.

"Botton boy, I still don't like you using bows and arrows. Even if you don't meet the conditions for using the ancient spear, then use throwing weapons first."

Olongus changed the subject and fumbled in his backpack with one hand.

He wasn't moral enough to be completely oblivious to the dangers of his own mistakes, so he was going to make amends to Hawkeye.

So he pulled out an emerald the size of a thumb from his backpack.

Although it is only the lowest level gemstone, it also has such impressive power.

If the inlaid weapon last time, the damage caused by the attack will be a little deeper.

It is commonly known as plus explosion injury.

"This is for you as compensation."

Even the lowest-grade emeralds produced in the sanctuary are the kind with no flaws.

Cassius looked at Olongus' awkward behavior, and took out a gem from his backpack and handed it to Hawkeye.

This one is a diamond, which can be embedded in the armor to bring elemental resistance. If it is embedded in the helmet, it can restore the body faster and use skills more frequently.

"This is my apology."

If it weren't for my reasons, Olongus wouldn't have told you the wrong news.

"But from this moment on, we will not inform you of the content of the battle in the future."

Cassius rubbed his belt, and said in a low voice:

"After all, it is impossible for us to remember what monsters are in every battle. It will only become more and more difficult anyway."

Looking at Cassius's appearance, Natasha walked up to Cassius gracefully and stretched out her palm, and in exchange Cassius gave him a supercilious look.

"Natasha, I have nothing to affect your battle, so put your hands away."

If Olongus hadn't provided wrong information that caused Hawkeye to encounter an unexpected enemy, no matter how difficult the enemy encountered, the ancestors would not provide compensation afterwards.

"Okay, Bulkelso is here, follow him to get the potion, and then just remember to come back to train when you are free."

Olongus spoke vaguely as if muttering.

Then the person disappears.

Cassius and Bulkeso waved and left here, and it was his turn to drive the car forged by Rasuke after some time.

"How are you feeling?"

Bulkeso asked while throwing two bottles of wine.

"Not bad, the ancestors are very cute."

Natasha gave a lazy waist, as always, wantonly swayed her charm, but it was of no use.

"I just want to sleep, preferably somewhere warm."

Hawkeye stood there slack and spoke.

"By the way, how is Casillas who is missing his front teeth? I'm a little concerned about him."

Hawkeye was fortunate enough to see Canuck's ideological education, and Casillas' nervous look made him shudder.

"Cassilias? He is doing well now, and he has almost learned to fight with his mind."

Bulkeso thought for a while and replied like this.

Speaking of Casillas, Burkasso admired Qualkek's approach very much.

Now Casillas speaks loudly, no matter what question he encounters, he can choose the most honest answer at the first time.

It seems that Canuck's education has penetrated into his heart, as if stamped with ideological stamps.

"May I ask how he fights with his head?"

Natasha always felt that there was something unusual about this "mind" battle.

"It's probably at the level of being able to smash the fallen magician with one head. He has been able to do this before he has learned how to charge violently. Canuck is a good teacher."

Bulkeso rubbed his beard and said.

"Okay, come with me to get the medicine bottle. The medicine bottle provided to the recruits must be obtained in front of the Elder Temple."

Bulkelso didn't say any more, and took the two recruits behind him and walked towards the Elder Temple.

Natasha tilted her head and chose to remain silent.

Hawkeye silently shed a tear for Casillas in his heart, and then followed Bulkelso away.

It is agreed that on the 4th, I can hold back 20,000 words, and the work is completed here!

Twenty thousand words is equivalent to ten chapters! Remove the three chapters of the guarantee and seven chapters of debt repayment!

There are still 110 chapters owed!

I'll talk about the update on the 5th at night, I'm going to bed first.

For the second time in a week, the worker who did the exterior wall insulation unplugged my network cable!

I want to have a fight with them! so annoying! I reminded you once last time, and it’s only a few days before I come again!

Is my network cable messing with their feet? Why do you have to pull it off at will!