Dark Savages Come To the United States

"Hi, ancestor Rasuke!"

Rumlow greeted Rasuke who was swinging the casting hammer ahead, and Rasuke was still in the process of replicating the car.

In the end, he still had to ask Bulkasso for some gems as a power source, after all, he rarely had anything other than metal in his hands.

"Ah, it's you! When I was alive, I said that washing hands before meals can prevent many diseases, and none of those guys believed it. Did you bring any textbooks? I want those guys to understand how hygienic is. One important thing."

Rasuke looked up at Rumlow, and complained loudly casually.

Rasuke was perhaps an inventor in addition to being a blacksmith

Qualkek said during the chat: "Rasuk is a skilled blacksmith, but his head is full of strange ideas. One day he came to me and told me a plan that could break the siege. He wants to fill the big tube with explosive powder and steel balls, and"

When Rasuke was alive, medicine bottles had not yet been developed into varieties that could be used repeatedly.

Then, he was sent to Aunt Mala by an unstable explosion and lay there for two weeks.

If Rasuke hadn't died when the holy mountain was blown flat by Tyrael, he might have tinkered with dynamite, cannon, and hot air balloons, and made a remarkable breakthrough in the field of infectious diseases.

When Nihlasek was a barbarian, he always expressed doubts about Rasuke's claim that "the good luck that he didn't catch the plague came from washing his hands before every meal." He even thought it was some kind of useless magic .

"That's something that science has proven, perhaps classified in immunology?"

Rumlow took out a piece of material from his pocket and shouted at Rasuke. He doesn't care what discipline this thing is classified in, now he just needs a new weapon.

As for the so-called textbook, Rumlow didn't memorize it at all.

"I need a solid weapon, you know."

He casually threw the material to Rasuke, and then stood aside and stared at it firmly.

"Why don't you go to Burkasso? For forging weapons, he is the best choice now."

Rasuke took the material and squinted at Rumlow, who didn't look very happy. .

"I'm going to ask him to build me a toy for him. Guess what he will say?"

Rumlow said angrily, he was embarrassed to tell Bulkeso that his weapon was scrapped.

"Okay, bring me something interesting for the next festival. Don't forget this time. Although I think you may get a weapon directly if you go to him, you don't have to wait."

Rasuke waved away Rumlow, turned around and continued forging.

Forging an ordinary weapon is not even troublesome for Rasuke, maybe it will take less than an hour?

After all, the weapons that Rumlow can control freely now are quite weak.

On the other side, Matthew, who was training with Lai Kou, was a little uncomfortable. He felt that he had been locked on by his eyes all the time, and this kind of eyes were not considered kind.

"Ancestor Leikou? Is there something wrong with me?"

Matthew said awkwardly, that kind of scrutiny is not a good experience for anyone, especially his sense is more sensitive than ordinary people.

"You may be more talented than Luke and Rumlow, at least those two guys haven't ignited the nephalem's blood."

Lei Ko folded her hands in front of her body, wearing a helmet with sharp horns on her head, her entire face was blocked. Only a few strands of orange tangled hair stretched out from under the helmet.

But Matthew doesn't care about this, no matter what Lai Ko looks like, he can't see it.

"Perhaps they haven't encountered a battle that they have no time to think about."

Matthew put down the weapon in his hand and faced the direction of Leiko.

"When can I try to accept your trial?"

After enduring an irresistible danger, Matthew's pursuit of strength is unprecedentedly strong. So he spoke with a little eagerness.

"Let's talk about it after tomorrow. It happens that Luke and Rumlow are going to try to form a team in the secret realm tomorrow. You should also feel how difficult those demons with names and surnames are."

Lai Ko looked back at Vader, who was acting a little sneaky, and felt as if someone had said something bad about her.

"Okay Matthew, you go to Madock, now he should be waiting to give Luke and Rumlow an early warning. It's not a bad thing for you to listen."

Lai Ko strode towards Vader, but she still didn't care much about Matthew.

"I want to see my teacher!"

"Snapped!"

With Casillas' shout, a piece of black bread broke off on his axe.

The movements of Casillas' hands didn't even deform at all, and he cut the flying black bread into two pieces neatly.

Under Canuck's high-pressure training, Casillas has made great progress.

"Boy, you'd better forget that you are a mage, you can't be called a mage with that little ability."

Canuck took out another black bread from his arms, and threw it out with some strength.

This time Casillas lay firmly on the ground.

"Who are you guys! My teacher is the supreme mage, how dare you treat me like this!"

Casillas yelled in a low voice, and tears rolled in his eyes. Although he had guessed about the current situation in his heart, he still wanted to try.

"It was your teacher who sent you here, saying that you were trying to explore some dangerous power."

Kanuck grabbed a handful of snow in boredom, rubbed it into a bigger blood ball and threw it out.

"If you want me to say that power is power, what kind of power is not dangerous? That's just an excuse. You may flash your waist when you walk. What kind of power can be safe?"

Canuck thought of the image of himself crashing into Azmodan's stomach, and felt a little trembling. He really wanted to experience that hearty charge again.

"If eating the flesh of a demon made me stronger, I would have done so."

Canuck's mouth full of nonsense.

After leaving the Elder Temple, he was a little irritable.

"Teacher, has Dormammu's existence always been your lie!?"

Casillas' tears finally couldn't be held back, and flowed down the corners of his eyes to the ground.

He already understood the identity of the Lord of the Dark Dimension he had contacted, and now he was full of remorse.

After being "tricked" by a monster that "doesn't exist" for so many years, his resentment towards his teacher is especially strong.

"How strong can I become by training like this! Can I beat my teacher!"

Casillas rolled over and stood up, speaking aggressively to Canuck. Although he felt resentment towards Gu Yi, he still habitually called Gu Yi his teacher.

"You have the courage of a barbarian, your teacher? Her current strength is still far behind that of me who is dead. As long as you want to become stronger, no one can stop a barbarian."

Canuck recalled the power of the ancient one he saw, and that power was actually not much different from him when he died.

Had he been alive, Canuck would have been confident that he would smash the mage's fragile body with a violent charge, as he had done when he crashed into Azmodan.

Don't wait for the update, it will be three chapters when you get up early.

In a few days, the VIP chapter will reach 200,000 words, and I suddenly had an idea.

The eagle master Zhou Geng on the combat power list is about 18w or more. I plan to see if I can try to make a weekly champion on the combat power list.

On Monday, the 28th, I will be eligible to be on the combat power list, how about a hand?

Try to see if you can code words fifteen or sixteen hours a day for a week.

The goal of the Riwan Carnival Month has basically gone bankrupt, but do you think there is something wrong with the Mania Carnival Week?