752 Vanguard General Calgar and his friends

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On the top of the sacred mountain of Harrogas, a barbarian holding a flagpole was looking into the distance of an unknown place.

On this holy mountain, there is only one guy who always holds the flagpole like me.

Vanguard General Calgar...

This guy is not very gregarious, and even scripts like "The Bastard Civil War of the Tagus Tribe" that are being staged every day these days cannot attract his attention.

He was just here looking into the distance.

"Calgar, don't tell me that you are still thinking about attacking this world?

You and I are both dead, so it’s best to rein in your past dreams a little.

Nowadays, the barbarians are gradually taking the right path, so don't cause trouble to Bulkesso.

If he plans to deal with you, I won't speak for you.

Maybe I will give you a two-punch myself. "

This talking barbarian is called Gruchak Hammerhand...a somewhat complicated name. ①

Most people will call him Gruchak.

This guy is not a very famous barbarian, but that is compared to Bulkeso and the three ancestors.

Among the barbarians, this guy's reputation is even louder than Banal's.

After all, most of the barbarians who know Banar admire the power of the "Frenzy and Fury" skill.

But if it is really practical, the talent left by Gruchak is more attractive.

"Power Faith" is the talent skill left by Gruchak.

By the way, this guy is also a barbarian from the Tagus tribe.

When Hailab and Banal were fighting, this guy was standing nearby.

As for "Power Faith", this thing is really not a skill about faith...

Gruchak didn't believe in anything like God, he only believed in his own muscles.

So this kind of materialistic talent compared to other barbarian talents has been passed down.

As for the effect, the damage of all non-physical attacks will be directly reduced by 20%...

For barbarians, this talent opportunity is unparalleled in this level of good stuff.

Who said that the biggest reason for barbarians to die in battle was magic?

Gruchak was vaguely known as the mage's nemesis when he was alive...

Of course, most mages call him Muscle Donkey Cart...

This guy is one of the few people in the Tagus tribe with an exaggerated figure.

From the perspective of world effects, this guy is a super big guy who is not inferior to Kultur.

But his frame is not as big as Koutul's, and his current body shape is entirely built up of strong muscles.

Even looking at him from a little distance, it's like his head has been retracted into his chest.

Hunyuan's huge shoulders and latissimus dorsi muscles made it almost impossible to see his head from behind.

“I don’t have that thought.

My legend ended after my battle in the Sunless Night.

Am I not allowed to even recall what it was like to take the lead in fighting? "

Calga said this angrily.

He and Gruchak had a pretty good relationship, and the two became good friends after their deaths.

As for when they were alive, they didn't know each other at that time.

"I remember you always said that before you go on an expedition, you like to see the snow-capped mountains.

You are a barbarian from the Stormwind Tribe, and your actions are mobilizing the power of nature.

These are all things you told me back then. "

Gruchak said somewhat casually.

“Get lost!

There is no duality on the sacred mountain of Harrogas. Whose permission does Bulcaisso allow to mobilize the power of nature?

Are you crazy? ? "

Kalga turned the flagpole inside his hand horizontally, and then poked Gruchak's arm.

He still sounded pretty strong, but it couldn't hurt the muscle monster like Gruchak...

“I’m dead, but these muscles can still protect me.

But after you died, even mobilizing the power of nature required Bulkesso's permission.

So, you’d better stop thinking about it here.

Shall we go for a drink?

How about I go over and beat up Hailab and Banal for your entertainment? "

Gruchak said with a smile.

This guy's character is much more cheerful than Koutul's.

And he looks a little smarter than Kultur.

A guy who trusts his own muscles and has this belief that he can withstand all attacks except physical attacks cannot be considered a smart person...

Smart people will not develop the ability of "belief in power"...

To be honest, many barbarians feel that this skill should be called "muscle fetish" rather than "strength faith".

If Gruchak hadn't been unwilling to change his name, and most barbarians would have wanted to master this innate skill.

This guy will probably get beaten three times a day.

“Stupid muscle monster!

Have you really asked your dad if your mom is human? "

Calga asked very rudely.

“Of course I asked, not just me.

My grandfather also asked my father if something happened to the orangutan that led to me.

But obviously, I am a savage.

My mother is not an orangutan either. "

Gruchak explained without caring at all.

He and Calga have been friends for many years, and he was a little angry when he first said this.

As hundreds of years passed, this became a unique way of greeting between two guys.

"I still feel something is wrong. Did your father say what profession your mother is?"

Calga continued speaking in the same manner as their previous conversation.

I don’t know how many times this has happened.

Every time Calgar asked this, the conversation ended.

"I asked, and my dad said my mom was a druid."

Gruchak spread his hands and said.

Calga didn't react for a moment.

"Oh, Auntie is a druid.

Is it the kind that can turn into a gorilla? "

Calga asked subconsciously, and then his face turned very ugly.

It is quite common for druids to transform into wolves and bears.

But these two creatures should not be able to create a look like Gruchak.

“My mother’s best transformation was into giant beasts.

As for the story between my parents, I definitely think it would be better for you not to ask me.

Because I don’t know what to say to you at this time. "

Gruchak walked directly to Calga's side and hugged Calga's shoulders.

It feels like being wrapped in a scarf full of muscles.

This feeling is somewhat uncomfortable.

"Tell me what you are planning.

Vanguard generals rarely hesitate here. "

Gruchak's trusting voice moved Karga.

“I’m a little envious of Madoc.

It's just that I really can't find a suitable goal to make myself peaceful.

I also want to experience the feeling of fighting with two weapons on the battlefield.

In the constant charge, I was able to wake up from countless nightmares.

I haven't been angry for too long, and I feel like my blood cannot boil in the ice and snow of Harrogath.

I don't even know who I should turn to for help now. "

Calga put the flagpole in his hand to the ground.

He is really a little lost now.

"That's it?"

Gruchak said with an indifferent expression.

“I thought you were starting to think about random things like that idiot Nilasek.

If you ask me to say that magic and other things are all unreliable, I might as well believe in the muscles on my body!

At least as long as you eat more meat, the muscles will never escape from your body.

Isn't this better than your damn magic? "

Gruchak didn't know what he had figured out, and he smiled a little wildly.

"Are you worried that I will be corrupted by a self-deceiving lie about 'protecting the continuation of my tribe'?

You really think too much.

If what Nilasek thought back then was really what he said, then he would not appear in front of Bulcaisel in the form of a devil.

That was just him finding a reason to be scared. "

Calga stopped thinking about those questions.

A long time, and a long time was spent in a state of death.

At this time, it was somewhat difficult for these barbarian ancestors to keep themselves relatively normal.

"By the way, where is Rumlow now?"

Calga asked.

"It seems that he went to that dream prison, and he said he was going to find the whereabouts of Mocott.

Didn't anyone tell him that Mocott would have come back long ago if he wanted to come back?

It’s not like the legendary merciless man has softened his heart again. "

Gruchak said with some helplessness.

Although the tribe with the most powerful barbarians born was the Bucks, and then the most powerful Bull tribe.

Others, such as Big Bear, Tagus and the Storm Tribe, rarely have such irrefutable top warriors.

But this does not mean that only powerful tribes can cultivate the most warriors.

Speaking of which, the tribe that provided the most warriors to the barbarians as a whole was still the pure Tagus tribe.

As long as you are a normal human being with emotions, you can have the emotion of anger.

Compared with the unique training methods of several other tribes, the Tagus tribe's way of training warriors is much easier.

What if the child is not angry? Then let him fight with other children.

If you don't dare to fight, it doesn't matter much if you become a cowardly child after being beaten.

Compared with the number of warriors, the labor force of his Gouzi tribe is a weakness.

The emergence of a child who is not suitable for display becomes something worth celebrating.

“Isn’t the title Wu Mercy used to remind him of himself from the beginning?

But a bad good guy is a bad good guy.

As long as he uses what he got to help others, then we have nothing to say.

Even if he takes everything on his own, it is his own choice.

So, what are you going to do? "

Calga said helplessly.

Although everyone has existed together as dead people on the holy mountain for many years.

Whether it is the Holy Mountain of Arreat or the Holy Mountain of Harrogath, they have long been accustomed to each other.

But this view of each other will not change anything because of familiarity.

Rather, it is because they are too familiar with each other that their views on each other have become more deeply rooted.

“I want to go and have a look, but Bulcasso is not on the Holy Mountain right now.

If Rumlow can find Mocott, the enemies Mocott faces will become his enemies.

Do you really think this young warrior's death was the right thing to do at this time? "

Gruchak said this mysteriously.

It sounds somewhat convincing.

But in fact, Karga would not believe Gruchak's statement.

"You want to find an opportunity to send Mokete to sleep directly, right?"

Calga frowned and said.

Gruchak is probably the only barbarian on the Holy Mountain who has such feelings of pity for Mocott.

It's like Gruchak is a good old guy.

But in fact, he just wanted his childhood idol to sleep early.

Mocott is still a bit too kind, although he won't show mercy when fighting.

But once the matter involves humans, that guy will take the lives he kills as his responsibility.

Gruchak couldn't understand this insane approach.

This is normal.

Hanhan's thoughts are much simpler than those of ordinary people.

Calgar had suspected something for a long time.

He was wondering if Gruchak, the idiot, didn't understand what death was all about?

That's right, Gruchak is the only guy who thinks that "ancestors" don't exist.

In his eyes, there seems to be no difference between souls and living people.

In the eyes of this bastard who is superstitious about muscles, living people are the ones who can move and talk.

The dead are the kind who are buried in the ground and cannot move.

As for the movable skeletons, in Gruchak's eyes, might they just be a group of demons?

After all, only demons are weird.

If they were humans, they would all look similar?

"I remember dying.

I also remember that it was the most restful sleep I had ever had in my life.

I think Mocott probably hasn't slept for too long now, so he seems a little irritable. "

Gruchak clenched his fists and said.

"what can I do for you?

I cannot mobilize the forces of nature on the sacred mountain of Harogath without Bulcaisal's permission.

It's not that I can't, it's not that I don't want to. "

Calga glanced at the flag fluttering in the wind, his face expressionless.

"Lend me some anger, okay?

I really can't get angry.

The main reason is that the Holy Mountain of Harrogas is so beautiful that I always doze off when it’s so beautiful.

And no one wakes me up when I'm asleep. "

Gruchak said softly.

"Are there no normal people in the Tagus tribe except bastards?"

Calga glared at his good friend in front of him.

"I'll tell you without any personal attack!"

Gruchak turned upside down when he was angry.

"I'm not going to help you with this.

I'm still waiting for Leiko and the others to encounter difficulties in the battle and need my help.

If I gave my power to you, what should I do if I encounter a chance to fight?

Should I chase you to Mocott first and then get the power back? "

Calga rolled her eyes.

When Leiko and the three ancestors went out to fight, he felt that he also had a chance to fight.

So this guy has been waiting where the portal opened.

The flag of the vanguard general Calgar represents victory in the battle!

It also means a barbarian offensive.

If it was a war, Calgar would not want to miss it at all!

"I can show you how to drive away Hailab and Banar. Only I can do this kind of thing. I'll tell you!"

Gruchak rubbed his hands like a fly, looking eager to try.

"That was just a fight, not a fight.

If it were a fight, I would expect Hailab to tear you into pieces.

Or Banal will chop you into mincemeat. "

Calga said angrily.

For a guy like Gruchak, his physical defense is indeed one of the best.

But defense often doesn't have any effect.

It is normal to fight against demons when the enemy's attacks exceed the limit that you can bear.

I wonder if there might be some powerful guy hiding among those demons that look almost the same.

The nephalem are unable to distinguish individual demons from their own kind.

Although this ability is of no use at all.

“But when facing demons, neither of them is as useful as me, right?

They are experts at fighting, and I am an expert at dealing with demons.

There is no conflict. "

Gruchak showed a simple and honest smile.