This Cheat Is Too Much

This Cheat Is Too Much Chapter 122

William took out a piece of fruit from his pocket, wiped it on Harry's back, and nibbled it slowly.

“crack crack...”

chew...chew...

"Tsk, I...crack crack...put it down after a while A dozen times, you've been so proud of...crack crack...the battle strength is..."

chew...chew...

"It's cute."

chew...chew...

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Seeing the pitiful gaze of the unfilial son, Harry Vankin instantly broke the defense.

"Ahhh! Let me go! I'm going to kill you!"

Around the two, nearly 200 people from the Vankin family surrounded them with anger on their faces , Some people clenched their fists tightly, some people stared at them desperately, and some people just yelled at them, but no one dared to pounce on them.

When patriarch's head was pressed into the ground for the tenth time, someone had already tried to rush to the gang, but their ending was a bit tragic, not only were they beaten with bloody nose and swollen face, but also by Stripped off the flagpole hanging on the side, still shiver coldly walking the birds in the cold wind.

The crowd around the two began to make noise.

"Let go of our patriarch!"

"Traitor! Let go!"

"Assholes! You can beat us, but you can't humiliate us!"

A group of people from the Vankin family scolded William, but their swearing skills were obviously unfamiliar. Simply pitiful.

If people who are familiar with the Vankin family are here, their jaws will drop, and the Vankin family, who has always been beaten if they refuse to accept it, actually only dares to speak up?

William nibbled at the fruit with a nonchalant look on his face, apparently just thinking they were farting.

The people who saw this scene almost burst their lungs with anger. This damn traitor came over with the Queen's warrant and asked them to obey the order, saying that they were to form a Legion with the Vankin family, and then weaved them all in each minding their own business.

Later, I don't know what happened to him, and unfathomable mystery kicked out 30% of them, saying that these people are not eligible to join Legion.

The angry patriarch went up to reason with him. After being satirized for a few words, he was so angry that he moved his hands. However, the patriarch, who had reached the limit of Second Rank, was slapped to the ground for a long time. Can't get up.

Seeing that patriarch suffered a loss, some clansman immediately surrounded him. Along with the traitor were several young Knights. These people saw that he was surrounded and didn't come to help, just laughed hehe Pointing fingers aside.

As a result, the clansman who surrounded him were quickly knocked down by one after another. After no one dared to surround him again, the young Knights, under his orders, actually stripped the clansman who jumped up one by one. hung on the flagpole.

The angry patriarch challenged again, but every time he jumped up, he was knocked to the ground, and every time he fell down with a slap, the slap print on his forehead was red and shiny. It took a few shots to estimate that the fingerprints could be printed.

After knocking down the patriarch more than a dozen times, this man may have been a little annoyed, he actually sat on the back of the patriarch and started to rest, and now he is still wearing patriarch's clothes Rub fruit to eat? This is simply extraordinary shame and humiliation!

William looked around at the red-eyed clansman while nibbling on the fruit, nodded with great satisfaction.

The plan works!

He asked for the "disposal rights" of the Vankin family from Queen Your Majesty. After incorporating them into the Legion, he checked them carefully and found that the overwhelming majority of them had the blood of the Berserker Demon. It seems that the bearded cousin is not an exception.

After excluding those whose bloodline concentration is too low, there are still nearly 200 people left. The patchwork is barely enough for two Knight battallions, and the plan to build [Raging Flame Legion] is completely feasible. .

William stood up after spitting the pit on the ground. He had already figured out how these guys would be trained.

As a demon representing violent rage, the awakening of the bloodline of the mad war demon is very simple, that is, huge anger and enough fierce battle!

William is going to assign evenly matched opponents to each of them according to the attributes on their panel, ordering them to fight non-stop besides eating and sleeping, and those who lose every day will be ruthlessly ridiculed , stimulate the bloodline of the mad war demons in these people through high-intensity fighting and anger.

If about half of these people can wake up, then it is enough to become a degraded version of [Rage Legion]. The innate talent skill [Blood Trample] of the Berserker Demon naturally restrains overwhelming. majority Melee professionals.

In Falan, who lacks legal professionals, this kind of sloppy skill is simply first-class and easy to use. If there is such a troop in his hand, even if the opposite is Leonard's lair, he will dare to break into it. A break.

Just when he was about to stimulate these people again and provoke them into anger, he received a prompt that left him extremely speechless.

[Your Summon [Zombie Blood Bat LV1] has activated the skill [Blood Race Transformation] on ordinary cockroaches LV0

[The skill target is detected as a race other than humans, and the transformation failed ]

Fuck! I remember that [Blood Race Transformation] can only be activated by biting with the mouth? Xiaohong, you... can you really speak up?

...

In the forest on the border between the Holy Empire and Falan, a bat hanging upside down on a tree slowly opened its eyes.

"Strange, isn't he dead? Why do I feel that a generation of descendants is trying to transform a new descendant?"

The rays of light of scarlet appeared on the bat, The surrounding trees were bright red.

The eerie and cold red light flashed away, and nearly a thousand bats of different sizes flew out from the shadows in the forest. There was a small shadow in the middle.

With the strange chirping and the vibrating sound of the air when flapping the bat's wings, thousands of bats converged downward and turned into a dozen men and women of different shapes.

An old man with white hair and beard crawls respectfully on the ground, bows deeply to the bat hanging upside down on the tree, and when he opens his mouth, he utters a clear voice like that of a young man.

"Lord Duke, you called us this time, do you have anything to say?"

The bat looked around the dozen or so people, but didn't realize that he wanted to see The silhouette that arrived, couldn't help but muttered to herself: "Strange, did I feel wrong?"

"Sir Duke?"

The old man's questioning voice interrupted After the bat's contemplation, it waved its bat wings unhappily. After an inexplicable fluctuation, a dozen men and women who suddenly appeared turned into a large number of bats and submerged in the shadows of the forest again.

Glancing at the sun in the sky with disgust, the bat slowly closed its eyes, and the forest returned to silence, as if nothing had happened before.

……

[Blood Lord LV66 activated the skill [summon] on your summon objects [Bone Bloodbat LV1], [Zombie Bloodbat LV1], and [Ghost Bloodbat LV1] descendant], your summon needs to accept the level check, if you fail the check, you will be forced to summon ]

[As the owner of the summon, your sequence can be used as the test condition, and you will accept the test together]

[The occupation level of the blood sequence is detected to be lower than LV60, and the check is not...]

[The innate talent of the unbounded people is activated, the check is exempted]

William complexion changed to his "father" who was full of old fists, Blood Lord LV66? Did Xiaohong's "parent" named Roger find something?

At this time, Harry, who was hammered with bloody nose and swollen face, was holding his head and squatting on defense, obediently and honestly preparing to be beaten, but the expected heavy blow was too late.

He squinted and took a peek, and found that his son who betrayed his family seemed to be distracted, and he was standing there with his arms raised, looking thoughtful. This unfilial son not only opened the empty door in front of him, but also did not see any sign of defense.

Great opportunity!

Harry's eyes lit up, almost shaking with excitement.

He had been beaten by William for almost half an hour. Not only was he beaten to the point of doubting his life, but he never even had the chance to punch him again. Although Harry Vankin had a lot of fights Lost, but when have you been beaten so badly?

I finally found a chance to fight back!

Harry grinned with a swollen panda eye, and with all his strength, he slapped William in the face with a big fist, thinking about planting this unfilial son as well. An ugly dark circles.

William only felt a gust of wind blowing towards his face, subconsciously tilted his head to avoid this fist, and then under Harry's mournful eyes, he punched back with a backhand, making his panda eyes completely symmetrical .

Appreciate his work with satisfaction, William's facial paralysis showed a gratifying smile.

Forget it. Anyway, it doesn't know that I did it. After Xiaohong completes the "mission", she will never try to find me. In contrast, "cultivating" Legion is more important.

[Thirty-nine consecutive battles of bullying the weak, the flesh-and-blood giant advanced, the current level is LV16]

Oh roar? Double happiness!

William elated opened his attribute panel and looked at it.

[Name: William ・Vankin ]

[Race: Human, Undead]

[Reputation: Falan Empire 765/1000 (Honor) Farrell Family?

[Armor: 4/5]

……

[physique] 129

[Agility] 43

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[Strength] 83

[Will] 46

[Spirit] 26

[Evaluation: Extremely weak giant, the one in Giant Race Shame]

You fart! It's not like I haven't seen a giant. You find a giant under ten years old, and I'll beat him to tears right away!

William, who was irritated by the evaluation, punched Harry viciously, making him groaned on his back and refused to get up no matter what.

Although it is said to be "fiercely", William's fist has actually received 60% of his strength.

[Flesh Demon Giant]'s special ability [Flesh Power] will have a 50% strength bonus when attacking. If you are hit by a fist with an equivalent of 150 points of strength, it is tantamount to letting an adult elephant dance in a place the size of a slap. If this fist is real, William will be a real orphan from today.

Looking at Harry, who was lying on the ground humming, but refused to get up anyway, William patted the dust off his body and let him go. After all, it's to provoke anger, not really to convince people. If it's too provocative, it's not good for him to have no desire to improve.

William looked around at the expressions of the people around him, and was extremely satisfied with their burning eyes.

What I want is this taste, this thing of demons can be cultivated much better than angels. I must sway around when I have something to do. As long as this level of anger is maintained, it will not be long before I estimate it Someone awakened the bloodline.

He called up the Legion panel, combined these people's attributes, abilities, special abilities, etc., to simply estimate the strength of these people, and prepared to match them with opponents of similar strength.

“Martin Vankin.”

The short man who glared at William in the crowd was taken aback, did this perverted man find it too much fun to beat Lord Patriarch, ready to go again Pick a few people to continue fighting?

He took a step back without saying a word, the cat was behind the big man clansman beside him, trying his best to avoid the man's terrifying sight, and even praying for the first time in his life with great piety.

Love God bless! Fortune Goddess bless! God of knowledge bless! Anyway, no matter what God, please bless me! Don't let him find me! Don't find me!

William glanced at the crowd, and those who came into contact with his eyes looked away, for fear of being pulled out and being hit with a hammer. Lord Patriarch is still lying on the ground over there humming, the teacher of the past!

Our Vankins love to fight, but we're not fools! This kind of one-sided play is not fighting, it is pure beating! Whoever is willing to go, I will definitely not go!

William's eyes wandered twice, and finally settled on a big man, not because he was the tallest and most conspicuous, but because he had guilty conscience written all over his face, and there was a leak behind him. Wearing clothes that belong to others.

Seeing that man's eyes locked on him, the big man broke down in cold sweat.

What are you staring at me for? Didn't we say we were looking for Martin? I'm wearing a black clothed suit, can't you see that big blue clothed suit is exposed behind me? Are you blind?

The big man twisted his butt, revealing a little more of Martin behind him, but William's eyes were still on him, and he didn't mean to move away.

Seeing the harboring malicious intentions on the man's face, in order to avoid possible violence, the big man bent down, compelled by circumstances, and began to organize his boots that he had not cleaned for several years, exposing his back. Martin praying with his eyes closed.

"Have you finished your prayers?"

William asked impatiently, "Why don't you come out and fight with me, and I'll take you to the bed of the wounded barracks? Pray?"

Martin Vankin was shivered after hearing William's words, and when he hurriedly opened his eyes, he found that the big man had bent over and was digging into the empty space with great earnestness. The upper of the shoe, as if a Bible could be dug out of it with a finger.

Coward! Bai has grown so big!

Martin cursed him angrily in his heart, wishing to kick this cub's ass, but he had to grit his teeth to meet William's gaze.

"I tell you, I'm not afraid of you! There are no cowards in the Vankins! Even if you killed me today, I wouldn't..."

William raised his eyebrows, He asked in surprise:

"en? You mean you want to fight me? I have already assigned your opponents, but since you think like this..."