Dark Savages Come To the United States

"I am……"

Coulson stayed on the ground, watched Jessica dragging Luke and Tony down together, and took a few steps forward to introduce himself.

"Coulson, I remember you."

Tony shook his head and said casually:

"You can come to Stark Tower in a while, and I will take time to receive you. As for this lady and this gentleman, don't disturb their night."

Tony took off his mask and spoke to Coulson.

For Luke and Jessica, it was just an accidental dispute, so Tony didn't plan to expose them to the public.

"We have to find out the specific situation. I don't think it will waste much time, at least it will not leave any regrets for the two of you."

Coulson doesn't seem to be going against Tony's ideas, but the appearance of superpowers can't be ignored.

Although Luke exhibited a specialty that reminded him of Rumlow.

"Colson~"

Steve showed up here on his motorcycle with his shield on his back, and he got the message the moment Obadiah showed up in Iron King.

It's just that compared to Tony and Obadiah who can fly, his speed on a motorcycle can only make him come slower.

But it's okay to arrive now.

"Well, there is no need to talk to them, they are my acquaintances. I will report to Fury directly."

Steve got off his motorcycle, walked up to him and talked.

Luke and Steve have formed a relatively loose team, and Steve can only keep things in his arms in order to avoid trouble.

But it wasn't too much trouble for him.

"Tony, Bucky is over, isn't it?"

Steve took off his hood, and looked at Tony in the battle suit with burning eyes.

"I said, I forgive him."

Tony's face was not very good-looking. In his eyes, the accident made him complete his revenge.

Although he also knew about Bucky's resurrection after letting Jarvis invade the information of S.H.I.E.L.D., it was over for him.

Tony didn't intend to reveal the information that should have been kept secret at this time. A secret was called a secret just because not many people knew it.

"Your father and I are old acquaintances, and I am also saddened by that disaster."

Steve isn't tense anymore, and he's hurting about what happened between Bucky and Howard.

Hearing Tony's words now, Steve felt as if a stone had been dropped in his heart.

"Okay, I don't want to mention this anymore."

Tony turned around and looked at Jessica, and Jessica snapped him off before he could speak.

"Playboy, remember the compensation you promised. Also, I'm not interested in someone like you."

Jessica took Luke's arm directly: "Take me home, but prepare the wine."

Luke heard Jessica whispering in his ear, and took Jessica away from the scene regardless.

"Tony, Jessica and Luke are a couple, I just remind..."

Steve was a little embarrassed, he didn't know what happened before he came, he could only speak according to his impression of Tony's temper.

No one can guarantee whether this playboy will suddenly become interested in extraordinary women.

"I just want to ask when she plans to travel with that big black guy."

Tony had to turn around to meet Steve's weird stare.

"I'm serious, I don't want to have my neck wrung out."

Tony pointed to the fingerprints on his shoulder and said.

"Ahem~ Mr. Stark, I may have to trouble you to attend the press conference tomorrow, but don't worry, we will arrange everything."

Coulson signaled his subordinates to start moving Obadiah who was trapped in the tin can, and then said to Tony.

"I have to remind you, Mr. Coulson, that the armor on Obadiah's body is the property of the Stark Corporation.

You don't want that bureau of land and land to receive a letter from the Stark Group's lawyer. You must know that our legal department is almost rusty. "

Tony glanced at the agents who were busy, and his tone was not polite at all.

"Of course, Mr. Stark, we will send the armor on Obadiah to the Stark Group, I mean immediately."

Coulson made a promise to Tony.

Although S.H.I.E.L.D. is very interested in Iron Overlord's technology, it will never make Tony lively for the immediate benefit.

Coulson can still decide this kind of thing.

"Tony, take me over to your house for a drink. I think I deserve a drink for an old man."

Steve's words are self-deprecating, and this virtuous figure still feels pain about what's going on between Howard and Bucky.

"You can't expect me to go back slowly with you in this suit, but I will wait for you at Stark Tower, today or tomorrow."

Tony glanced at Steve and nodded imperceptibly.

"Okay, agents, thank you for your efforts, but now I'm going to take Obadiah back. You can come to Stark Tower to take Obadiah away later, but I don't want to see him appearing in the in front of me."

Tony beckoned to Steve, then dragged Obadiah's Iron Tyrant Dynasty and flew away in the direction of Stark Tower.

He didn't have much ill-feeling towards the agents, or he was very grateful to the agents for their sacrifices to protect Pepo.

But he will not harm his own interests, compensation or something, he will use other methods to hand over to S.H.I.E.L.D.

After all, for Tony, a little money is not a great resource.

...

"You'll be able to see Azmodan right away, and the experience will be over when that guy appears."

Tariq wiped out all the demons within the visible range of the naked eye, and the huge wreckage of the Greedy Demon and the Siege Assault Beast could still be seen on the ground.

His body was covered in blood, and his whole body was wrapped in dried and dirty blood. At first glance, he looked like a cocooned silkworm.

The giant sword in his hand was stuck on the ground, and there was no trace of blood on the blade. It was still the original appearance of bright white and black mixed.

Rorschach and Wayne looked exhausted. He was facing the corpse of a rat that seemed to have been tortured repeatedly for a long time. The rat had its spine chopped off by the evidence of shame and died.

Rorschach and Wayne died at least 20 or 30 times in the mouth of the mouse that Tariq had deliberately let in, and the result of the battle was probably that the mouse enjoyed a grooming.

By the way, numerous shallow wounds were formed.

If Tariq hadn't cut off the mouse's spine, the two of them would have felt the horror of death in this unequal battle.

"I can't even remember how many times I've died."

Wayne said out of breath. Although there was no physical injury, the fear of death made him very embarrassed.

Rorschach stared at the ferocious mouse head on the ground without saying a word.

After actually seeing the enemy they will face later, doubts and everything have to be put in the back of their minds.

Just a mouse can get rid of him without any pressure, so no amount of worry is worthless.

Rorschach looked up at Taliq who was not far away, and finally spoke.

"Is this mouse considered a regular army among demons?"

"Basically, it's mostly a sneak attack in the vanguard."

Tariq picked up the Proof of Shame on the ground and stood ready.

"Okay, after you get out, you have enough time to think, now gather your spirits and see the horror brought by Azmodan!"

Talic felt the change brought about by Azmodan's imminent appearance, and the air here began to thicken.

Let every breath create the desire to throw up.

The soil on the ground, stained red by demon blood, is turning into deep darkness.

A rough and vague voice sounded from the hearts of everyone present.

The chaotic and disorderly whispers caused all kinds of negative emotions to flow in.

Wayne's forehead was already sweating. He originally thought that he wanted to face his fear, but in the end he would turn into fear.

Let yourself become one with fear, and then you can become fearless.

But wrapped in this ubiquitous sinful atmosphere, I finally understand how superficial the so-called incarnation fear is.

Those who have not met Diablo cannot understand just how terrible an emotion fear is.

Even those who have seen Diablo's body and understood what fear is, cannot accurately describe the pressure brought about by fear.

Azmodan Lord of Sin!

In addition to the sin, he also has a little breath of other hell demon kings mixed in.

Evil is infinitely spawned because of the mixture.

Because of his promiscuity, Azmodan is the supreme commander of all demons.

"coming."

Tariq said casually, and turned his head to look at Wayne and Rorschach.

There was no contempt in the eyes, but there was worry in them.

Facing the hell devil head-on, even if it is only a phantom with half the strength this time, can still affect the existence of unsteady will.

This influence will only exist, overcome it, or be corrupted.

Without Bulkelso's permission for this kind of trial, the three ancestors would not be able to open the door to this world.

But even so, Tariq still felt that Bulkelso's arrangement was too rash.

"sin!"

Rorschach shouted firmly, with anger.

The complete wings of justice appeared behind him for a moment, and it also made him clear for a moment.

At this moment, he accurately stated the essence of Azmodan, and then the flames of anger on his body burned!

"It turns out that fear exists like this."

Wayne stood up straight tremblingly, his voice was not loud, but firm.

Although he only felt the fear mixed with Azmodan, this was enough.

As long as he really sees the hideous and terrifying figure of Azmodan, this trial will be considered complete.

Wayne was born of fear and fought against fear. At this moment, he finally gave up incarnation of fear.

Fear only brings greater danger, no matter who masters it.

"That fragment!"

Rorschach only spit out four words, but Taliq's pupils suddenly contracted for a moment.

Before he could say anything, the vision of Azmodan descended instantly.

"Do you think you have seen pain, have you ever seen real pain?"

Azmodan's voice sounded, and this time it was finally not the unconscious whisper of the source of evil.

A huge and ugly black figure gradually became clear in the distance.

The bloodstains and mud on the ground completely turned into black mud at this moment.

Wayne and Rorschach's bodies began to sink into the mud, and Tariq clenched the knife in his hand.

Tariq is not nervous, he has long been used to the visions brought by the arrival of these hell demon kings.

I have long turned a blind eye to that horrible thing.

"I will let you know what real pain is!"

Azmodan's voice resounded through the space like rolling thunder.

The bone wings on Azmodan's back were completely solidified, and the hard heavy armor on his lower body was covered by the sinful tulle.

The raised hands seem to be expressing strength, and the bloated stomach seems to be filled with the desire to overeat!

"Then despair in pain, incarnate evil in pain! Then let evil be your master!"

With Azmodan's last words spoken, the Lord of Sin truly descended.

The body is tall but it is hard to tell how tall it is, like a boundless shadow, and like a fat man standing quietly in place.

King of Hell! Lord of Sin! Shadows over the world!

Wayne and Rorschach had already been submerged in the black mud, leaving only the head outside. Their eyes were fixed on Azmodan's figure, and they felt the pain of their souls being burned.

Just a glance, the eyes hurt like being pricked by needles, but they couldn't even close them.

Tariq held up the Proof of Shame in his hand, and the anger on his body made the mud on the ground dry up.

Muscles bulge on the swollen body, and the orange-yellow hair stands on end, like sharp knives piercing the sky.

His rage turned him into his gigantic phantom, rivaling Azmodan's.

And let out a huge roar!

"Azmodan, I X you X!"

Tariq smashed the epee in his hand to the ground, shaking Rorschach and Wayne who were about to be swallowed out of the ground.

Then he pulled out the certificate of shame in his hand, and jumped lightly!

The huge phantom made the same movement, only the height of a matchbox, and then landed brazenly!

Landslides, landslides and glaciers collapse!

The last skill rune mastered by the Barbarian.

The frozen breath covered the black mud on the ground, rushing towards Azmodan.

In the blink of an eye, this place turned into a paradise of blizzards, and the ice-cold wind hit Azmodan like a sharp blade.

Then Tariq took Rorschach and Wayne and left the place directly.

Half of Azmodan's strength, even if it is just an illusion, cannot be solved by the dead Talic.

As long as he leaves here with two recruits, Tariq has completed his mission.

...

In the Temple of the Elders, Bulkelso was sitting opposite Kanai's Box, and the anger on his body appeared and then disappeared.

The light wings of courage were always shining behind his back, emitting a sacred and brilliant halo.

"You never say anything."

Vorusk sat slumped on the throne he had damaged, watching Bulkeso with interest.

"What do I say? The Savior has never been more than a tragedy."

Bulkelso's tone was flat, and the changes in his body didn't have any effect on him.

"Like Aidan?"

"And Leoric!"

Bulkeso said casually.

"You can awaken Leoric in this world. Don't you have his crown, scepter and shoulders?"

Vorusk changed into a slightly more comfortable position and said.

"He's gone crazy, who will take care of him then."

"But he is no longer afraid of Diablo, and he is full of resentment towards the Seven Demon Lords."

Vorusk spoke lightly, with a frivolous tone.

"Their family has done enough. Leoric, Aidan, and Leah have all given their all in the fight against the demons. Let the mad king continue to sleep."

Burkesso stood up, Tariq and the others had already returned, so Rorschach's training should continue.

Previously, 114 chapters were owed, and 3 new chapters were added to the monthly pass, for a total of 117 chapters.

On the 1st, 2nd and 3rd, counting the 2w words updated in this chapter, it is no less than 3 chapters per day.

So starting tomorrow, I'm going to work hard!

Set a small goal and pay off the owed update first this month! Then start naming and adding more!