Dark Savages Come To the United States

"Boy, are you still full of doubts about us now?"

Bulkelso was standing in front of Rorschach, his tone remained calm.

His body turned directly, with his back facing Rorschach, ready to go to the training ground.

Rorschach was not affected by the previous life and death, perhaps because of his strong will.

Satisfied with the result, Burkesso grinned.

"That fragment!"

Rorschach spit out these words word by word, and Bulkelso turned around violently following the words.

A pair of eyes are wide open, brows are furrowed.

"What happened to that fragment?"

Rorschach looked straight into Bulkelso's angry eyes, and said these words without giving in.

Rorschach's body trembled a little under Bulkelso's anger. This gap in life level made him unable to control his body.

"Is it Tyrael? He's in your body!?"

Bulkelso was furious instantly!

He spoke violently like a roar, but in just a short moment, Bulkelso changed from a calm state to a state of rage, and the rage on his body rose to the point where it could burn people in an instant. .

Barbarians of the holy mountain of Harrogath, only Bul-Kathos can do it.

Ordinary barbarians need some emotional adjustment if they want to be furious, but only Bulkasso can instantly reach the peak of anger in a calm state.

The ability to instantly rage from any emotion is also one of the reasons why Bulkelso is the strongest.

His huge and muscular body took a step towards Rorschach, and lowered his head to stare into Rorschach's eyes.

The raging flames on his body were blazing, making Rorschach in front of him a little unable to bear the heat brought by the raging flames, and his short hair became curled up in the rage.

That thing is not something that Rorschach can see. Rorschach doesn't have that kind of ability yet. There is only one possibility for Rorschach to be able to say this!

"Tyrael! Get out of here!"

The battle flag behind Bulkelso and the light wings of courage emerged together, and a huge roar poured into Rorschach's brain!

The sacred mountain of Harrogath began to shake with the fury of Bulkelso.

The three ancestors in front of the gate of the holy mountain raised their heads together to look in the direction of Bulkelso, and then glanced at each other.

"Go and see?"

Maddock was eager to copy his sorrow, and it was not a trivial matter every time Bulkasso fell into a complete rage, and the complete rage only appeared when he felt it was necessary.

Under normal circumstances, Bulkelso is very restrained, and Maddock is very concerned about this level of anger.

Not to mention the name "Tyrell" also got Maddock excited.

Tyrael has only been to the holy mountain of the barbarians once, and this is the second time! When he came for the first time, he directly blew up the holy mountain of Arreat, and incidentally sent away all the barbarians who were on the holy mountain of Arreat at that time.

Maddock also wanted to talk to Tyrell about this matter.

Use an ax!

"No, I don't want to see Tyrael's stinky face. Besides, the furious Bul-Kasso is cruel enough."

Talic had just calmed down his anger, and facing Azmodan's phantom was an uncomfortable experience for him.

Every time he saw the Seven Demon Kings, he couldn't restrain his anger.

But just like that, he still trembled a bit after hearing Bulkelso's roar.

The furious Bulkelso was a nightmare for him.

He still remembers the first time he was summoned by Bulkelso with the ancestor summoning, and he only heard the sentence "Why are you three guys".

"Guy" is a modified word, and Bulcasso said it much worse than that at the time.

At that time, he just took a rough look at Kaum who had been dismantled into pieces, and was sent back to the holy mountain by Bulkeso.

physically sent back.

Bulkhasso was about the same age as the three ancestors, and the ancestors Bulkhasso summoned at the beginning were not the three of Madok and the others.

"Forget it, that's a matter for Bulkelso, there's no need to go there."

Klick grabbed the wobbly Wayne and said casually.

When Rorschach left the trial, he was sent directly to Bulkelso, and Wayne appeared beside him.

He wasn't too interested in things other than fighting, especially when Bulkelso was involved.

"Bulkasso..."

Rorschach's eyes instantly turned azure blue, revealing divine light, like a flashlight.

It wasn't Rorschach's voice when he spoke.

"Tyrael, you broke the agreement!"

Bulkelso restrained his anger, and his voice could only be heard by two people who were close at hand.

"It's unrighteous for you to let someone else do it for you unless he wants to."

Tyrael's voice sounded from Rorschach's mouth, and the Light Wings of Justice began to emit the power that belonged to Tyrael.

The domain of justice was abruptly opened on the holy mountain of Harrogath.

The Tyrell here is not the deity, and the only way to complete the dialogue is to borrow the power of the realm of justice.

"ha!"

A figure roared and crashed into Tyrell's domain, and a ferocious one-handed hammer slammed down on Rorschach's head!

"Mockett."

Tyrael spoke slowly, and then a bright white sword blocked his head, catching Mocott's heavy hammer.

Mocott, who wished nothing more than to chop Tyrael's head off with Mercy, thought he would never see Tyrael again.

"Tyrael, you forgot that this is Harrogath! Unless you want to do what you did here again! Otherwise, put away your domain for me!"

Mocott roared angrily, and he finally uttered a sentence completely and fluently.

The phantom of Mercy in his hand pressed Tyrael's sword to the ground.

The barbarian's claws emerged from Bulkasso's hand on one side, and directly pierced Rorschach's abdomen.

It's just that this didn't hurt Rorschach.

If the Immortal King suit represents the glory of the barbarians, then the Ninety Barbarians represent the power of the barbarians!

On Mount Harrogath, the Ninety Man suit allows the wearer to do almost anything imaginable.

As Bulkelso pulled out his hand, an illusory Tyrael was directly pulled out of Rorschach's body.

"Now! Archangel of Justice! Tell me what you want to do! You said you would keep silent!"

The aura on Bulkelso's body suddenly spread, dispelling all the domains of justice.

A pair of red eyes fixedly stared at Tyrell's phantom.

The moment Mocott dropped the heavy hammer, he knew that Tyrell in front of him was just a weak clone.

Bulkelso also understood this the moment he grabbed Tyrell.

"I can't let you hide what he's going to face!"

Tyrell's phantom raised his finger to Rorschach who was staring wide-eyed, and said firmly.

"He can be any barbarian's heir, but he can't be yours without knowing it! Bulkelso!"

Tyrell's words were halfway through, and the phantom was directly crushed by Bulkasso.

"Leoric, Modan, and Leah, they have already told us how to fight the Seven Demon Kings! Only you, only you keep saying this is unjust, only you keep blocking it!

He is the only chance so far, don't say you didn't think of this when you favored him! "

Bulkelso clenched his fists and said bitterly.

The flames of anger on him grew even higher.

Although Tyrael's phantom had been completely dispersed, his words could not reach the ears of the Archangel of Justice.

Mocott stood aside quietly, returning to a quiet look.

"So, can you tell me all that now?"

Rorschach spoke weakly, still looking directly at Bulkelso.

The wings of justice behind him are still clearly discernible.

The Light Wings of Justice did not exist behind Rorschach because of the possession of Tyrael's phantom, he was really recognized by Tyrael.

The same stubbornness, the same unreasonable.

"Then get stronger quickly! Hurry up!"

Bulkelso roared at Rorschach, his voice getting higher and higher.

In good time, Vorusk appeared behind Bul-Kesso and put a hand on Bul-Kesso's shoulder.

Vorusk tried to calm Bul-Kelso, though he was just as angry at Tyrael's presence.

But keeping Bulkelso calm is the most important thing right now.

Lai Ko folded her hands on her chest, watching all this happen.

The two patriarchs were nearby the moment Bul-Kathel bellowed Tyrael's name.

Everything about the Holy Mountain of Harrogas rests on Bulkelso, and only these two top ancestors have the ability to help Bulkelso share some of the huge pressure.

"I see, you'd better figure out how to tell me all that as soon as possible. About that..."

Before Rorschach could say the last word "fragment", he was stopped by Volusk's sharp eyes.

"Rorschach, the reason why you were selected was because of your uniqueness. At that time, the light wings that were most suitable for Bulkelso should have been the pair on your back."

Volusk looked at Rorschach with a strange look in his eyes.

As the archangel who knew the truth back then, Tyrael was the same as Imprius.

These two guys won't lose all their strength like Auriel. At this moment, the two archangels should have recovered.

"Okay, Volusk stop talking."

Lei Ko's hoarse voice sounded, and a pair of light blue wings of hope behind her slowly unfolded.

"Hope can't carry that, only courage and justice can. What Bulkelso has done is beyond the reach of you and me. Stop talking nonsense."

Lei Ko walked up to Rorschach, and looked down at Rorschach's eyes.

"Becoming stronger is never something that can be done just by talking about it, boy, you have to go a long way to take over the burden of Bu Kesuo."

Lai Ko had no intention of going on.

Even if Rorschach broke through Bulkelso's fortieth secret realm, he was only qualified to know exactly what happened.

Wanting to become the next Burkasso is still a distant thing.

"Bulkelso, it's not suitable for you to train him today, leave it to me."

Lai Ko glanced at Bulkelso who was breathing heavily and spewing sparks from his mouth, and spoke calmly.

Volusk felt Bulkeso's anger begin to subside, and he withdrew his hand.

"Why don't you think about resuscitating Leoric, he can tell Rorschach what to do for you."

Vorusk spoke softly.

"Don't think about disturbing their family's sleep anymore, all this is enough."

Bulkelso panted heavily, and the sparks from his mouth finally disappeared.

After saying this, he opened a portal and appeared in the blacksmith shop.

As Lai Kou said, he is not suitable for training with Rorschach now.

...

"What's going on over there at Bulkelso?"

Wayne staggered and said to Kerrick, he was at a loss as to what happened there.

He was a little drowsy after experiencing the feeling of death dozens of times just now.

"That's not something you should consider. Now you'd better get a good night's sleep. Otherwise tomorrow's training may have to be postponed again."

Korrick grabbed Wayne by the neck and pulled the falling man up.

"Didn't I already get your approval? I'm a barbarian now, don't underestimate me."

Wayne tried his best to stand up straight, and said to Kerik.

Maddock on the side was secretly laughing.

Korik recognized Wayne's qualifications to call himself a barbarian, but Wayne lost in the sparring with Luke, so Klick was a little unhappy.

"You can only be regarded as a recruit, why worry about those things!"

Kerik roared impatiently, then took out a bottle of wine from the stone pile beside the gate of the holy mountain and stuffed it into Wayne's arms.

"Boy, hurry up and go to bed after drinking!"

Kerrick saw that Wayne was able to stand firm, so he let go of his hand.

"And you, Maddock, if I find that there is less wine in it, you can see how I will deal with you!"

This was specially hidden by Korik in order to prevent Maddock from refusing to tell. In order to prevent Wayne from asking about Bulkelso, he chose a rough solution.

Although he knew that as soon as Maddock saw where he hid the wine, it wouldn't be long before they were all gone.

His threat has no effect on Maddock, after all, the strength of the two is almost the same.

"Okay, let's call it a day."

Tariq glared at Madoc who was about to say something, and then announced the end of this farce.

...

"Luke..."

Jessica sat in Luke's cabin and spoke softly.

"What's the matter? I'm about to save enough money to buy a bigger house. Where will we live then? Is it central or remote?"

Luke was preparing supper in front of the tiny stove.

Although Luke doesn't look like a good person, it's rare that he can cook a little bit.

At least it's easy to mix a salad and fry a semi-finished steak.

"I want to ask you, when are we going to travel?"

Jessica walked up to Luke's back, wrapped her arms around Luke's neck, and stuck her whole body on Luke's back.

"Anytime, even tomorrow."

Luke turned his head, glanced at Jessica's face with closed eyes, and said with a smile.

"Then the day after tomorrow, after we come back from our trip, we will go on a date at that high-end restaurant. Then you have to prepare flowers."

Jessica did not open her eyes, and spoke in a dreamlike tone.

"Listen to you, I will prepare everything."

Luke smiled broadly.

"Ancestor Orac, when are you going to talk about it?"

Jessica's words blew behind Luke's ear along with the warm breath, making Luke tremble.

"I'm ready too, Jessica."

Luke didn't have the confidence to say this afterwards.

Although barbarian marriages are quite simple, there are still rituals.

Although there is no need for the elders to propose a marriage process, Luke has to prove his strength to Orac instead.

Who made Jessica a barbarian of the Great Bear tribe, and also a direct inheritor of Aurak's bloodline.

In terms of blood, Jessica is a direct descendant of Orac.

Especially Olak himself thinks so.

"That's good, Luke. I wish to have the blessing of my ancestors."

Jessica closed her eyes again and lay on Luke's back as if asleep.

The two enjoyed a rare warmth.

"Boom boom boom!"

There was a knock on the door, and Luke almost threw the spatula in his hand along with the frying pan.

Today, as long as he and Jessica have further opportunities, they will be interrupted.

This kind of thing would make anyone angry, and Luke is already a barbarian now.

Anger really makes him stronger.

"who!"

Following the words squeezed out between the teeth, Rumlow's voice came from the door:

"Matthew also said that you are not at home, isn't it here? Come and open the door quickly, I have brought wine."

Jessica smiled and blew hot air on Luke's neck, then let go of Luke's hand, and Shi Shiran went to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, Jessica saw Matthew's apologetic face and the big plastic bag in Rumlow's hand.

"Okay, I said why Matthew said 'you', and I know why he said you are not at home."

Rumlow smiled happily, but with some malicious intentions.

"Rumlow, you bastard! You have been an agent, how could you not know what Matthew means!"

Luke's curse came, but it didn't stop Rumlow from walking in happily.

Luke's den was not too big, it consisted of a bedroom, a living room with dining table and kitchen function, and a washroom of only two square meters.

"Well Luke, they're not staying overnight."

Jessica said so, then looked at Rumlow and Matthew.

"Of course, we're just here for a dinner. The damn black hearted braised egg finally gave me the compensation."

Rumlow put the bag in his hand on the table, and took food and drinks from it.

Large roasts, scones, cheeses and spirits... most portable food can be found inside.

"Luke, cut some more slices of toast and fry up two more steaks."

While talking, Jessica walked to the toaster and put the sliced ​​bread into it.

"I stopped Rumlow."

Matthew said with a smile.

"Come on, Matthew, if you really want to stop it, you won't come up."

Jessica rolled her eyes.

Then he skillfully took out the chair placed in the corner.

"It's really virtuous."

Rumlow teased Luke.

"Tell me, what else is there?"

Luke angrily put the freshly fried steak into the plate, and then added two more steaks to the pot.

"We are planning to go to London, and I heard that there is another Hydra news over there."

Matthew added.

"News from Nick Fury?"

"It's the news from the Roaring Commando, Bucky, it's the news from Captain America's comrade-in-arms."

Rumlow sat on a chair and opened a can of beer and poured it into his mouth:

"Why am I so boring drinking beer now?"

"Unfortunately, we're going on a trip the day after tomorrow. You won't let me cancel my travel plans, will you?"

Luke didn't listen carefully to what Rumlow and Matthew had to say, and now he was preoccupied with the question of what to bring for the trip.

"Luke, it's to London."

Jessica said angrily, then walked to Luke and put the fried steak in front of Rumlow and Matthew.

"Wherever he goes, we're going to travel."

Luke flips the steak in the pan:

"Wait? London?"

"Yes, London, you'll get some romantic time and a S.H.I.E.L.D. bonus when it's settled. That's what Steve said."

Rumlow didn't wait to get the tableware, and directly stuffed the steak into his mouth and chewed:

"Luke, your skills are better than I thought."

Because there was something stuffed in his mouth, Rumlow's words were a little vague.

"I agree."

Jessica agreed directly, and Jessica, who wanted a lot of atonement, didn't have any shirk to clean up Hydra.

She doesn't mind using some of her personal time as long as it's for justice.

"Okay, when are you leaving?"

Luke sighed, turned off the fire and asked.

Jessica agreed, and he had nothing to say.

He wasn't very busy anyway.

Luke brought the mixed salad to the table along with the steak, and sat next to Jessica.

"the day after tomorrow."

Matthew said with some embarrassment.

When he came downstairs to Luke's house, he could already hear the movement above.

So he just felt a little embarrassed.

"Get ready to salute us, how will we go then? Take the plane of S.H.I.E.L.D.?"

Luke rolled his eyes at Matthew. Although Matthew couldn't see it, it didn't prevent him from expressing his dissatisfaction.

"Then I have to talk to that playboy and ask him to convert all the air tickets into cash for us."

Jessica patted Luke on the shoulder, and Luke got up to get the cutlery.

"It seems that you have encountered something today."

Rumlow probably understood who Jessica was referring to as the playboy. Steve called him today, but he didn't want to get involved with Tony Stark's affairs, so he didn't act.

"Let's eat first..."

Matthew whispered, he had a busy day.

It is a very troublesome thing to protect the rights and interests of those in need. Today, he is so busy that he doesn't even have time to drink a cup of coffee.

"By the way, we also met ninjas from the Hand. When did we take those guys? It's too annoying. I don't want to get up and move my body when I sleep at night."

Luke piled the knives and forks on the table casually, and then handed Jessica a pair of polished reflective knives and forks in his other hand by the ends.

The careful movements brought Jessica a smile, which made Luke so happy that he could hardly see.

Rumlow grabbed the beer and took a big gulp into his mouth. Feeling that it was not strong enough, he took out a bottle of vodka and poured it into his mouth.

Matthew grinned to one side.

Yo! Watch the update with a total of 2W words tomorrow morning.