Dark Savages Come To the United States

At this time, the Rumlow team, with eleven members, had just recovered from the dizziness of passing through the portal.

It was obviously the first time they had come into contact with this method of teleportation, and they all felt a little dizzy at this moment.

It was like being punched in the back of the head.

Although every elite agent has received anti-vertigo training, this kind of vertigo, which is more like acting on the physical level, still takes effect.

The footsteps are staggering, and the muzzle of the gun can only be pointed at the ground first, so as to avoid mistakes and lead to attrition.

When they fully recovered, they saw a labyrinth-like prison extending in all directions.

This is the randomly generated environment in the secret realm, which comes from various experiences in the barbarian's long fighting history.

"team leader!"

An agent shouted in a low voice, and pointed the gun in his hand to the dim passage ahead.

As the scout in the team, his perception of danger is even higher than that of Rumlow.

At this time, he could feel the palpitating pressure from the dimness that was difficult to see.

As for the stench of sulfur and fishy smell that permeated the entire space with the existence of demons, they didn't care.

In other words, they don't have the common sense in the world of Diablo, and they can't understand what this smell represents.

"Ready for battle."

Rumlow did not choose to use tactical gestures, but directly used words to command.

The situation at this time is obviously not that they are still in a latent state, the behavior of the investigators has already shown that their existence is only under the watchful eyes of those hidden dangers.

Concealment at this time is superfluous.

Rumlow took down the pistol and a flashlight from his waist, and shone into the darkness ahead.

His team has been divided into three rows, ready to shoot.

He who was in the center of the team had felt the sense of crisis for a long time, and this feeling had not appeared for a long time since he became the commander of the special operations team.

"If it weren't for the ghosts."

Rumlow is willing to attribute the source of this feeling to those ghosts beyond cognition. Even under this sense of crisis, he still retains the superiority of hot weapons against cold weapons.

When the light from the flashlight illuminated the darkness ahead, his heart beat violently.

A huge monster whose body was at least three meters away appeared in the sight of these agents. The guy was huge, and the diameter of his waist was almost the same as his height.

The pale skin reminded Rumlow of the corpse that had been soaked in water for a week the first time he saw it.

On the wrinkled head, even the facial features are hard to distinguish, except for the big mouth that is a bit too ferocious.

The short limbs pushed towards them at a speed that didn't match the bloated figure.

In the blink of an eye, the distance of more than fifty meters was shortening rapidly.

...

"Their luck is really bad. They actually met the grotesque demon in the first place."

On the square outside the Temple of the Elders, such a voice came from among the ancestors of the barbarians who were eating food.

"What is a grotesque?"

Gu Yi asked Burkasso with great interest.

Although I have seen Bulkelso's magnificent fighting career, monsters like the grotesque monster are not qualified to be preserved in Bulkelso's memory in detail.

Looking at the ugly appearance of the grotesque demon, Jill struggled to swallow the barbecue in his mouth, trying to suppress the disgusting emotion in his heart.

And Tes, who was pointing the camera at Bulkeso, was a little worried.

"A kind of demon that can be seen everywhere. It is a little stronger than those guys like goats and spiders that can be seen everywhere, but it is also limited in strength."

Bulkelso casually stuffed the barbecue on hand into his mouth, and spoke in a somewhat vague tone.

This is just a secret realm of the lowest level, and this grotesque demon doesn't make him care. After all, a demon of this level can't even withstand the strong wind that Bulkelso waved casually.

It's just that the monster's death image won't change much depending on whether the power to kill him is strong or not.

Even if Bulkelso used the whirlwind that was enough to destroy the dark soul stone, there was not much difference between him and his casual blow.

They are all broken into powder and dissipated. What is the difference for the attacked?

"Ha, mage! You'll get nothing to say when you ask Bulkelso.

The grotesque demons are the first difficult demons newcomers meet. They are strong and powerful. The most dangerous thing is that they will explode after death, releasing a large handful of disgusting little snakes!

And that explosion was enough to send an unprepared recruit to recuperate. "

This extroverted barbarian soul was Vader who had briefly communicated with Rumlow and the others before.

This guy is much more outgoing than his ancestors who just focused on their own affairs.

After all, he was a merchant when he was alive, unlike those ancient barbarians.

"Are there many demons like this in hell?"

Gu Yi was a little curious. After hearing Vader's description, she could tell that this grotesque demon might not be the lowest level of demon.

Even from the picture, she could feel that this guy might even easily single-handedly kill those ineffective apprentices she trained.

But in this world, she has dealt with the hell lord Mephisto many times. In the hell of this world, a demon of this strength can at least be regarded as a leader.

"Many, many are like locusts, and they can't be killed cleanly."

Bulkelso chewed the roast meat in his mouth, and spread the beef leg bone to suck the fragrant bone marrow.

"That guy doesn't even have his own name. Even a businessman like me can kill a piece of this guy without any pressure. How dare you ask if there are many?"

Vader communicated with Ancient One for the first time, and he was shocked by Ancient One's lack of "common sense".

On the other end, the Rumlow team started shooting under the order to fire.

The dense bullets fell on the grotesque demon's body with the flames, making a series of sounds of wooden sticks hitting the cowhide.

The bullet did indeed enter the Weird Demon's body, but they couldn't see the splash of blood, nor could they see any obvious injuries caused by the bullet.

The huge figure only slowed down its speed of action, maintaining the appearance of not being attacked at all, and still resolutely moved towards the Rumlow team.

"Grenade!"

Rumlow issued an order, and the front-end agents took a black grenade from their waists.

After pulling the ring, he threw it towards the Weird Demon who was less than 30 meters away from them.

For this front-line combat team, the throwing range of 30 meters is not a problem. They can make the grenade fall accurately within less than one meter around the target.

...

"This thing can probably stop the grotesque demon's actions, and it's almost close to killing it."

Burkasso analyzed the power of the grenade according to what he saw from the Internet.

Although the grotesque demon's body is very strong, the weakest individual in the grotesque demon group is still not enough to make it ignore the damage in the face of the power of the grenade.