$394 Iron of Fear - Korlik's Prize

Sonya finally let Luke stand on the training ground with some uneasiness.

Out of a well-intentioned invitation, Sonya seriously promised that she would not make any mistakes, and even swore in the name of Bul-Kathos.

But only she knew whether the "Bul-Kathos" she was talking about was the first ancestor who took her as a sacrifice, or another guy she was trying to chase.

Luke thought that shirking was not a good choice, and escaping would only make him feel more comfortable temporarily.

Only by facing difficulties can there be a possibility of solving them.

Even Madoc didn't say anything about this.

The oath was serious, and the person who witnessed this oath was the oathkeeper Andakulgas.

That was enough.

The oathkeeper would make the guy who broke the oath pay the price, no matter who it was.

The two of them were not holding high-quality weapons, but just two recruits' hatchets that they took out at random.

It seems that there is no need to take the teaching battle too seriously. By the way, Sonya also provided Luke with a shield as an option.

This was the first time Sonya trained someone, so she was well prepared.

If the training hadn't started a little suddenly, she would have called Aunt Mara as medical support.

Maddock was now standing not far away and observing seriously, holding his sadness in his hands, ready to charge at any time.

A pair of eyes were looking at Sonya, trying to find some evidence that could reassure him.

Sonya, who had just recovered from her injuries, was relatively dangerous, but this completely unequal teaching battle would probably not have any omissions before Luke exceeded Sonya's expectations.

As long as Sonya didn't encounter pressure, this training would still be guaranteed.

But Maddock was still a little worried.

Luke was not a genius, but as a talent, he was one of the top ones.

Even though Maddock recognized Luke's performance in his heart, it was not easy to become an excellent warrior.

Now Maddock was afraid that Luke's performance would be too good and Sonya would be addicted to fighting, which would lead to something like not being able to stop.

Cassius stood a little further away with his lips pursed, and he seemed a little nervous.

Sonya's power was not something that the dead ancestors could match, and the referee didn't seem to have a good way to stop the fight from continuing.

Such a scene forced Cassius to take it seriously, and he put the bear cub in his arms back to the ground.

After all, barbarians don't have magic skills like teleportation, and interrupting the battle requires more precise timing and judgment.

Even if Sonya deserves high praise, it is better to treat new attempts with caution.

Not far away, Natasha and Barton watched with interest.

They didn't feel any pressure.

Sonya was still a mystery to them, and more observation was needed to make an assessment.

And the path of training and becoming stronger was also very good. If possible, they were also willing to learn more about Sonya through a coaching battle.

As for Matthew and Wayne.

Matthew was accepting the perfunctory guidance of Reiko, while Wayne and Kolik were squatting at the gate of the Holy Mountain and baking bread boredly.

Leiko's teachings could not demonstrate anything to Matthew, after all, her advanced combat skills could not be easily distinguished.

Matthew could not see it, so he suffered a little when learning.

Leiko was not a very good teacher, even though her experience could help Matthew very well.

It was just that the overly concise explanation was a test of Matthew's comprehension ability, and Leiko's patience was also quite average.

At this time, in front of the gate of the Holy Mountain, Kolik and Wayne were chatting.

It was more like a veiled admonition than chatting.

"Boy, your heart is full of fear. To be honest, I think if you were Diablo's subordinate, you would have been qualified to fight me during this period."

Kolik moved the French brow-high stick casually on the fire, speaking casually.

Life may need a little sense of ritual, but Kolik just wants a little fun now.

By the way, he also needs to make his heir a better warrior, not a gloomy heart.

This joke is not very funny, and Kolik himself thinks so.

But it was just "chatting". Whether this chat will go further depends on Wayne's answer.

"Becoming a demon will not bring peace. Giving evil people a sense of fear is just my means."

Wayne took the bread from Cole and took a bite, making a crunching sound.

It's not very delicious, but as a young master, Wayne can endure hardships and doesn't need to eat delicacies every day.

Wayne is not very interested in becoming a demon in exchange for more powerful power.

What he deserves most praise is definitely his almost indestructible bottom line and will.

Wayne always feels that he and the city appear in this world a little bit out of place, but he can't find the reason.

So the anxiety in his heart is increasing little by little.

Negative emotions always emerge. This is his daily life, but it has become difficult to restore calm recently.

He needs a channel to vent his emotions, but he doesn't know how to find it. After all, "Batman" can only be a secret, even if this secret may be well known.

But before Wayne reveals his identity, this unspoken secret will continue to exist.

There are many unspoken tacit understandings in that city.

"Diablo said the same thing at the time. I was very worried."

Korik turned to look at Wayne and put a hand on his waist, as if he was planning to do something.

He looked a little serious, but his movements were hesitant, as if he hadn't made up his mind yet.

Korik would not normally wear a belt. After all, he has the second strongest waist on the Holy Mountain.

The heavy belt used by the barbarian often affected the feeling of wielding his weapon.

In order to support the almost unlimited frenzied stacking he is good at, Korik has made sacrifices in armor while possessing a strong body.

This time, he wore a belt, even though the belt looked a bit rough.

Barbarian equipment is always rough, but there are not many that can be described as rough, and this belt is one of them.

This was pieced together from the broken armor excavated from the Arreat Deep Pit, and even after only a few very random forgings, it barely had the shape of a belt.

It looks like a patchwork of objects, but it’s also a piece of legendary equipment!

Fear cast iron!

Trampling the ground will trigger a landslide, which is its legendary effect. There is no need to introduce things like improving resistance.

This piece of legendary equipment contains the fear of the barbarians when the holy mountain explodes, so it can be regarded as a kind of torture for Korik.

The reason why this legend was collected by Korik was because he was the person those warriors who died in fear most wanted to see.

Korik, who would not give up his life, had been the savior of young warriors for a long time.

Full of hope and trust, Korik's approach was enough to make him even bigger and taller than he looked.

Even when faced with despair and fear, they still had the extravagant hope of being saved by Korik.

However, Korik had died before them, so this extravagant hope came to nothing.

Not reconciled, but not resentful. Just filled with regret.

Korik did not let down others, but when dealing with his own people, he always retreated again and again. Until the most critical moment when he could not even care about his own comfort, he was always trustworthy and reliable.

"I'm also very worried, but I think you have a way to control me, right? At least I won't be someone you can't deal with for a long time."

There was something candid about Wayne's face.

He never felt that he was invincible, but he was sure that once he did evil, he would definitely be the most dangerous existence.

This idea seems a bit arrogant, but this is also an accurate judgment that Wayne made on himself.

Because there are not many people in the world who can understand him, and he himself is the best one.

So he is also doing some things now, such as constantly improving his own combat plan. When will he be able to use it?

Although he hoped it would never come in handy.

As for whose hands he will entrust this plan to, Wayne has not decided yet.

This kind of thing requires serious and careful consideration.

"I wish you weren't so smart, or I should ask Tarik to give you evidence of shame..."

Korik said a little feebly.

He could feel some of Wayne's emotions, especially when Wayne asked Bulcasso about his weaknesses. He knew that this kid would be so awkward and heartbreaking.

It's definitely a good idea to use the Proof of Shame, but it's not suitable for Wayne.

This guy has not done anything wrong yet, and it is still unknown what memories the evidence of shame will engrave in his heart.

What if the painful past forced Wayne onto a more dangerous path.

Kolik doesn't like games of chance, and his motto is just to work hard.

"Even if you could understand me, you wouldn't feel the same way."

Wayne smiled and took another bite of bread.

The roast was a little too dry, but Wayne still ate it without changing his expression.

"We always do redundant things, but redundant things are not necessarily mistakes. But I hope you can look away early, otherwise you will suffer a loss sooner or later."

Korik let out a long breath and put his hand on the belt.

Carrying something as heavy as the fear before the death of his compatriots, Korik felt tormented every moment.

Death in battle cannot be simply blamed on Madoc for leaving the formation first. Someone has to do something at that time.

How long can you simply stick to it?

During the Battle of Arreat, they had to face two hell demons.

There is also an archangel of justice who has no idea what he is doing in his head.

In fact, when the World Stone exploded, most people were unable to fight back.

Even the Archangel and the Demon God of Hell are waiting for the cooldown time for resurrection.

"At least I won't be completely merciful now. I won't feel ashamed for hurting those criminals."

Wayne said expressionlessly, the movements of his hands a bit unnatural.

"You have no intention of eradicating the root cause. What you call injuries is just that you have not adapted to your sudden increase in strength."

Kolik told the truth with some sadness.

A man who tries to use fear and awe to stop evil is making himself the embodiment of law.

If Wayne didn't have a greater appreciation for the power of fear, he might be the most suitable being to take over as justice.

This guy isn't even going to do a trial.

Kollik knew his successor to some extent. Wayne was not weak.

He was just so naive that it made people want to laugh.

He thought the power of time was too great, and simply thought that being punished by the law would make those villains reflect.

Although he wanted to bring peace through order and establish the majesty of the law.

But he never killed even one person who was extremely evil.

To be honest, pointing a weapon at the villain's head was stronger than the threat of the law.

At least death was the most direct threat.

"Our philosophies are still different. I don't just intend to eliminate evil. Human beings need some yearning and belief in beautiful hopes."

Wayne said in a muffled voice.

But he lowered his head.

Right and wrong sometimes don't seem to be so important. What matters is whether you can stick to the original philosophy at the critical moment.

"You may be able to talk to Auriel, but you are you."

Kolik finally made up his mind and untied the heavy belt from his waist.

Even though Wayne cannot use the power of the original legend now, it will change the body of the holder little by little, just like Orak's Ares Blade.

Lofty dreamers need power to protect them, otherwise they will easily fall on the road to realizing their dreams.

"Take it, its name is Fear Cast Iron! A legend that proves that I am not omnipotent."

Kolik threw the French brow-high stick aside and said to Wayne with his eyes.

"This is my reward for you, as the last reward you saw in that war."

Kolik's eyes were a little deep.

This is also a tight spell. If Wayne falls into darkness and is corrupted by Diablo, the obsessions on this heavy belt will end him.

"You'd better take this belt off before you degenerate into a demon, otherwise the moment you become a demon is your death."

Kolik told Wayne the function of this belt directly.

Wayne smiled charmingly: "That's just what I want. This way I have more confidence."

Others imposed restrictions on him, and Wayne was happy with this restriction!

After all, as a superhero, the guardian of the city, he couldn't always observe his mental state.

And he couldn't see any psychologist, so he had to learn the corresponding knowledge by himself, just to be able to evaluate himself at any time.

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"Hey! If you can surprise me, I will take you to the secret realm once."

Sonya said generously, and glanced at Cassius.

She still knew some of the traditions of the Big Bear Tribe. Now, the guy who would test Luke on the Holy Mountain was only Coutur besides Cassius.

Although Sonya didn't think that taking Luke into the secret realm once would make any earth-shaking changes, it would be good to become stronger.

The premise is that Luke can show some interesting things.

For example, will and courage, at least being as kind as a little white rabbit can barely be considered a surprise.

Sonya was looking forward to it.