Although I don’t think I can take on the responsibility of guarding the gate to the Holy Mountain in the future.

But there is no doubt that my identity is one of the three ancestors, the successor of Guardian Talik."

Rumlow rubbed his eyes and turned away.

Then he looked at the figure of Lakanos who was several sizes smaller in front of him.

There is no doubt that this is also Lakanos.

It's just that Lakanos is not the most powerful.

"I'm going to take the liberty to ask, you look like this, you shouldn't be your real body, right?"

Rumlow looked at the guy in front of him who was almost as tall as himself and said.

The Nephalem blood in his body constantly reminded him that the guy in front of him was the King of Despair in Rakanos.

Although Rumlow didn't know why the guy in front of him was much smaller than expected.

But that didn't stop him from being ready to fight.

"Of course not, I can't be considered the real body. Gu

But it’s not some humble illusion.”

Lakanos said with a smile on his face.

"I'm fighting your ancestor Gruchak who believes in muscle.

But this is the plain of despair, and every despair that arises becomes my strength.

So you can think of me as everywhere."

Lakanos said casually.

Then he scratched the ground with a heavy blade of unknown size that was too small.

This action seems a little strange.

Rumlow observed for a moment.

"Can I understand that the most powerful clone is Rakanos.

And guys like you can still use Lakanos' name.

But you are not actually the same guy?"

Rumlow is doing his own experiments.

Whether the other party agrees or denies, Rumlow can get some of the information he wants.

His experience as an elite agent allowed him to think of more things in this situation.

"You want to know the truth?

But are you ready to despair?"

The small Lakanos looked at Rumlow in front of him.

The expression on his face is clearly teasing!

He is confident!

Rumlow sees this clearly!

"despair?

What could be more despairing than turning into a demon bit by bit and then gradually losing everything you once had?

When a person becomes a devil, when everything he once loved becomes hated.

The person you once liked has become the person you only want to torture.

Watching the last bit of humanity in myself being erased bit by bit.

Do you really think demons can't cry? Rakanos.

Mocott's lack of mercy has never been a warning to him not to show mercy when facing people who are about to be completely corrupted!

What he really warned himself not to have mercy on were the demons who had fallen into the abyss."

Rumlow's tone of voice became more and more lazy and flat.

But his words were never as calm as his tone.

"You mean, there was once a legendary barbarian who was full of mercy for every demon?

He even created a legend to warn himself not to have mercy on the devil?"

A very exaggerated smile appeared on Lakanos' face.

It seemed like a mockery, but the expression was as ugly as crying.

"That's the truth, it just doesn't matter whether you believe it or not."

Rumlow held the hammer of Mercy and pointed at the reduced version of Rakanos in front of him.

In order to use the full power of Morcott's Legend, you need to enter the form of the Berserker's Wrath first.

This gesture can fill him with rage.

Angry people can easily forget about compassion and kindness.

At this time, you also need to use the ancestor summons.

It's just so that he can warn him when he feels pity.

The legend of Mercy strengthens the strength of every barbarian except Mocott.

But only when dealing with Mocott himself, the purpose of this legend is to allow him to release all his power without hesitation.

This legend is like a mockery to Mocott...

"For the sake of a savage who once felt pity for the devil, I am willing to tell you the terrible and despairing news."

Lakanos smiled very exaggeratedly.

It was like hearing a very funny joke before!

"Tell you quietly, I, Rakanos! I have never left the Plains of Despair even one step."

Lakanos' words made Rumlow's eyes tremble!

He immediately lowered his head and looked at the ground hit by his previous hammer of ancestors!

There is a pit there that is not too deep!

With just a rough comparison, Rumlow came to his own conclusion!

If you stuff the Lakanos in front of you into a pit and crush it, you can probably just fill the pit!

"You noticed? That's not bad! That's right!

Rakanos, the King of Despair, has never left the Plains of Despair from the beginning!

And every me is Lakanos!

However, the real Lakanos is trampled under your feet!

I think you should know that even you can have trouble facing very small and fast enemies.

After all, you are too small for my body.

As a kid, I can barely see you!

How about I use the physical attack feedback to decide what size I should use to face you.

Isn’t this method of dealing with small bugs amazing enough?”

Racanos laughed loudly after saying this!

Laughing so hard!

It seemed that after he told the truth, everyone he faced would continue to tremble!

"So, how did Bulcaisel make you surrender back then?"

Rumlow said after yawning.

This sentence made Lakanos' laughter stop abruptly!

"I suppose, since you never left the plains of despair.

Even though your own body is the ground that makes up the plains of despair.

So, how did you encounter Bulcaisuo in the High Heaven?

How did he come to your territory and conquer you?"

Rumlow asked like a nagging old woman.

These words were enough to embarrass Lakanos.

Rumlow was unaware of the existence of the counterfeit legend "The Hand of Despair" in Bulqueso.
To be continued...