Hyper-Dimensional Player-Chapter 452 - 67: Age of Strife, Slaughter, and Conquest (4)
This woman is just teasing me.
Duncan wouldn’t show weakness; he jumped right in.
Gleya’s breath hitched for a moment; after being captured by Duncan, she couldn’t break free with her strength, allowing him to comfort the big white thing. But just as Duncan was about to take it further, a sudden sense of numbness overcame him, even with his formidable human form’s physique, stiffening him for a moment.
The enchanting witch slipped out from Duncan’s embrace with a soft laugh. She ran her fair fingertips over Duncan’s cheek, chuckling, "Wishful thinking!"
"Go outside and sober up."
A vine wrapped around Duncan’s ankle, attempting to toss him out.
Frenzy!
Activate.
Duncan instantly relied on his barbaric power to break free, wrapping an arm around the enchanting witch’s slender waist in front of him. Compared to his robust arm, her little waist could be held with one hand.
Unyielding.
Just as Gleya thought Duncan would push his luck, he let go of the enchanting witch in front of him, hooked her white chin with his finger, and gave her a firm kiss.
If this were the First World, tonight she would obediently clean herself up and come over to serve.
Thud.
Duncan leaped off the treehouse and left without looking back.
Barbarians have always been this carefree.
The next day.
The entire Barbarian Battle Group assembled, and Hegel set off energetically, but the Love God Priest was nowhere to be seen.
Duncan was quite angry now.
Originally, Blu was supposed to compete with him, but Duncan entered the fray himself. The two traded blows, ending in a draw, but Hegel’s face was swollen, marking the completion of a daily ritual.
Hegel was dumbfounded.
Duncan clearly didn’t indulge in revelry yesterday. Today, taking advantage of Hegel’s post-celebration hangover, he gave him another beating. Thankfully, Hegel had prepared in advance and didn’t suffer too much today.
With these intermittent training sessions, Hegel has learned to be cautious.
—— Hegel (four-star gold).
This guy’s strength had increased again.
The human form was originally a three-star silver-gray mark; now it’s about four-star silver-gray. Although the improvement is significant, it’s still unable to suppress Hegel.
Duncan has plundering ability.
Hegel develops the Divine Son’s bloodline powers.
Both of them seemed to be overpowered.
Now it’s about whose power boost is stronger and who improves faster.
The atavistic return of bloodlines is unpredictable; as long as Duncan doesn’t rely on Dragon’s Bloodline to conjure a spell, others will assume he awakened his ancestral bloodline in battle.
The group set off swiftly and adeptly.
Once Hegel had ventured far, the Love God Priest hurriedly emerging from the dwarves’ inn.
Bah!
Scoundrel!
Heartless after hooking up! Just left like that!
Hegel bore no psychological burden at all. Along the way, he even set another match with Duncan, since there’s always a weekly competition ritual dedicated to the God of Strength.
Dimension Space.
From the God Perspective of the projection page, Duncan was slightly distracted because he saw a green-marked unit in the distant woods.
—— Gleya (five-star gold).
The enchanting witch seemed to show a hint of melancholy, gazing at the direction Duncan left, lost in thought.
But just then, Duncan waved towards her direction, even wiped his lips with his thumb, as if savoring something. This gesture instantly turned the enchanting witch’s sorrow to joy; she spat jokingly, lightly raised her hand, and an owl carrying a bunch of bottles and jars flew over.
Duncan accepted them all, waved nonchalantly, and caught up with the other barbarians.
The road is ahead; the road is beneath one’s feet.
Barbarian warriors either perished along the way or returned to the sacred Great Snow Mountain with scars all over.
A group of barbarians, carrying weapons forged by dwarves, cheerfully marched toward the southern Golden Coast.
"What do you think?"
"Do you think we could meet the legendary Oceanid?"
Crete’s expression was full of longing.
"I’ve heard mermaids are also enchanting! ... But I can’t swim well!"
"How about Sea Demons?"
"Should be beautiful too, right?"
"I don’t know, but they’re said to eat humans!... There are lots of gentle female slaves on the Golden Coast, right? ... I’ve heard there are female pirates there!..."
"I’ve also heard we might run into female Sea Giants there! ... I want to try!..."
As long as one’s alive, barbarians can still fight and find women.
Hegel didn’t chime in; remarkably, before leaving, he glanced back at the place where he fought.
Right here.
He personally severed the Hill Giant’s last hope, annihilating the last batch of warrior giants from their tribe. For the first time, he realized that the direction Oracle guided him held purpose.
When the mind begins to think, some things change.
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