Chapter 979: Fight (Part 1)

Hagrid stripped off all of his armor, and he and the enchanter said nothing, and the scars that appeared showed a thick rope wrapped around Ouke's upper body.
"There is only one standing."
Hagrid said that in the end, his eyes were always fixed on the enchanter.
"Let's see who is stronger."
Varnakus's face trembled with rage, and at the same time Hagrid felt his heart beating faster.
Hagrid came to the side of the weapon stand, which was lined with long swords and various long soldiers.
There are barbed meteors beside the thick wooden stick, as well as various short-dagger daggers, small round shields, and various instruments during the listing period.
Hagrid's weapon had been broken in the hard fight with the bloodletter before, so he needed another weapon.
He chose a short machete.
Although the blade was rusty and blunt, and the blade was heavy, it was impossible to cut, but in the hands of Ok, he was still able to break bones and tear meat.
"Good choice--"
Varnacus also murmured and raised his deformed right arm, the bone axe surrounding the evil blush.
"--Your head will become a suitable sacrifice."
Hagrid laughed at this, and he couldn't understand what the other person was saying.
Afterwards, Ok took another long thick iron chain around his left hand.
"This will be a painful and battle."
Equipped, they are ready at both ends that are five steps away from each other.
Hagrid only has opponents in his eyes.
Suddenly, a gust of wind rushed into the stone hall, scraping the roar as it passed through the passageway, gradually sinking with the roar of blood flowing from Hagrid's muscles.
He leaned forward and tried his best to stay in place.
Hagrid thought about the first moment of their collision. His knife knocked away the other's axe and cut it onto his arm.
He could see the other person's face cracking under the lightning strike of his fist.
He wants to beat him again and again!
The impulse to fight is about to put Hagrid in a semi-violent state, as if he could hear his heartbeat beating with the opponent's bone fracture.
His eyes could see the other person's broken, and nothing else.
"Blood sacrifice blood god!!!"
Varnacus shouted and rushed towards Hagrid.
"Waaaaagh!!!"
He responded with a roar back, and a rumble of tears accompanied Acker to the enchanter.
Varnacus held his axe high, and Hagrid lifted the blade to meet the axe that fell to his head.
Bang~!
The weapon made four quakes during the collision, and the pain of the anti-shock passed through his arms, causing Hagri to numb.
The power of this monster is awesome.
As the other arm of the opponent caught his thigh, Hagrid squeezed forward, thrusting his left arm down, twisting and twisting when his forearm hit.
He dropped the machete, stretched his hand around his shoulder, pulled him closer, and then hit his elbow with his elbow.
Varnacus raised his arm to ward off, and gave a burst of roar as Hagrid crashed into his bicep and cut his arm and bone axe with a blunt knife.
"Green bastard!"
The weapons have been forgotten, and their limbs are wrestling for the initiative.
The enchanter's head hammered on Ok's nose to fill his blood.
Hagrid's fists attacked the enchanter's ribs, broken bones one after another.
The enchanter's teeth ripped off Oak's shoulder.
Oak's head shattered the enchanter's chin.
They persevered and endured each other's constant blows to each other, so that both became broken bodies mixed with blood, sweat and saliva.
"God spurns you!"
Varnacus spat out.
"You guys--"
"Just hit! Shut up!"
Hagrid stopped the other's chatter and smashed his elbow into his cheek.
"I have to..."
But Varnacus was still talking to himself, as if he was talking to another being.
"They are never satisfied..."
Varnacus pulled Hagrid's head closer to his mouth, his voice changing into a whisper.
"True rage cannot be artificially created, it is deeply rooted in blood."
As far as brutality is concerned, Ok's anger is a part of himself, and the person in front of him is forced to add to his body, an aggression against his body.
His soul was not born to control these.
This was his weakness, and Hagrid vaguely realized that he could not control himself well.
Hagrid used the thigh of his left leg as a small shield to block the leg hit by Varnacus' hammer. He continued to attack, and the pain spread to the entire lower body.
"Get off!"
Ok snorted with a muzzle, which struck him for a suction cushion.
He endured the huge pain and slammed Varnacus away with his shoulders, then backed away to recover his legs and feet.
"You...have...lost!"
Varnacus's mouth twisted forward in a spate.
"Never...back away."
When the enchanter's fist hit Ok's ear, he shook it.
Hagrid began to be at a disadvantage, and the boys were shocked by this brutal way of fighting. Several of them wanted to solve the enchanter with a gun.
But Ur stopped.
He knows that Hagrid doesn’t want them to do this. This is his battle~EbookFREE.me~Ok doesn’t say anything about honor, but likewise, the battle itself is also a kind of "private property" and no kid has the power to dispose of another A kid fighting.
Hagrid struggled to defend against a series of brutal punches and kicks, and his arms hurt fiercely in defense.
They will soon be unable to resist, and Varnacus will crack his skull, Hagrid knows this very well.
"Blood God!"
Varnacus opened his mouth with a growl, but Hagrid could not hear it at all.
His howl was lost in the roar in Hagrid's brain, and the thick blood mist spreading behind Ouke's eyes was spreading.
Varnacus's knees kept pushing into Hagrid's abdomen, and the kicked Ok screamed, even if he lost an arm, it was also a fierce fighting machine.
Not to mention Hagrid’s damage to him, which will soon be compensated by Red Mist, except for the severed arm.
This gave Hagrid a little inspiration.
"It's time for me!!"
Hagrid roared, pressed hard against Varnacus, withholding a punch that nearly cracked his chin, and then locked the blade in his hand around his neck. The enchanter perceives the danger and rushes forward with all his might.
He immediately fell over.
Varnacus kept hitting Hagrid with a hammer as he fell, and he landed on Ok, pressing his opponent's upper body under the double strands.
Hagrid covered his face in despair with his arms, and the enchanter struck them with his fists and elbows in an indiscriminate hammer, trying to hit Oak's head.
"Go to hell!!"
Hagrid roared in frustration, swallowing all his instincts, even though everything was asking him to fight back.
But if he moves his arm now, he probably has to die.
Hagrid chose to wait and let Varnacus attack again and again.