Dark Savages Come To the United States

Burkasso finally chose to go back to the holy mountain to adjust his state.

He needed enough time to get used to Andariel's startled cry.

So at this time, Bulkelso on the holy mountain was watching Madok making a snowman in front of the gate of the holy mountain, and various sculptures of Madok posing in showy poses filled this place.

This is probably Maddock's gentleness, he tried his best to perform with exaggerated postures.

Bulkelso's poor condition could not be hidden from these ancestors.

When he returned to the holy mountain with the breath of Andariel, these powerful ancestors understood Bulkelso's choice.

Without exception, Maddock's sculptures are all used to set off his own strength, and the villain is Talic, who smashed his work before.

There are already seven or eight snow sculptures like Tariq with his hands raised high, Tariq lying on the ground, and Tariq being trampled under his feet.

Fortunately, Tariq has not yet returned to the gate of the Holy Mountain.

Otherwise, Maddock wouldn't mind using a good fight to cheer Bulkelso up.

This was one of the few ways Maddock could think of to comfort his friend.

"Eventually you did."

Vorusk stood in the distance and whispered, and behind him stood Thor, who had been beaten three times by him and was now a little unclear.

Thor has tried to escape from the holy mountain more than once in a short period of time, and every time he was grabbed by the neck by Volusk and brought back.

Volusk was in no mood to ask Thor what he thought.

What is that called? "Run once and catch once"?

Vorusk looked at Bulkeso who had already put on the wilderness gloves, his expression looked a little depressed.

None of the heroes who have tried to imprison the Seven Lords of Hell has so far been able to do so.

Tal Rasha, Aidan, these heroes all became losers in the end.

Although Bulkelso was somewhat different, Volusk still felt that he was not optimistic.

"How many secret realms is that Rorschach short?"

Lei Ko's hoarse voice sounded, and she stood beside Vorusk and watched Bulkasso.

No one can say how long Bulkelso's seal of the Seven Demon Kings can last, and no one can guarantee that Rorschach will grow to the level of Bulkelso.

But now, the only person who can take on the responsibility of being the next devil's cage, is Rorschach.

They knew that this was not fair to Rorschach at all, and it was the same for Bulkelso back then.

Sacrifice is noble, but it is also tragic for those appointed to inherit this responsibility.

Bul-Kelso was not compensated enough to make up for what was lost, and neither was Rorschach in the end.

"It's only thirteen or fourteen times before I can meet Leoric through Bulkelso's memory."

Vorusk said in a low voice, Leko just nodded slightly after hearing it.

Lai Ko is more willing to bear these by herself, she doesn't want others to be a sacrifice of sorrow at all.

But she died long before Leoric was born, and there was nothing she could do about it.

"Just a glove in the wasteland suit is enough to suppress an extremely weak Andariel, don't worry about it for now."

Reco clasped his hands in front of him, turned his head and knocked Tariq to the ground who was about to go back to guard the gate.

Tariq has not been able to return to the gate of the holy mountain, and it was precisely because of Leko that blocked his steps.

The current Bulkelso is still getting used to the influence of Andariel a little bit, and it is not suitable for arousing anger.

In order not to start a fight between Madoc and Tariq in front of Burkasso, Leko has overturned Tariq dozens of times.

Tariq wants to fulfill his duty of guarding the gate of the holy mountain, but he also doesn't want to appear in front of Burkasso.

So he kept moving forward with the slowest pace, and was silently overturned by Lai Ko.

It was a choice between his duty and Bulkelso as a friend.

The Three Patriarchs are about the same age as Bulkelso, and they are also best friends.

Although they don't know the truth of the whole thing, they are not unaware.

They just trust their friends to face it.

"Wasteland, Earth, Leko, Immortal King, and Ninety Barbarians, these are only five sets of legendary suits, which can suppress up to five demon kings who have recovered their full power. Part of the soul of the remaining two Bulkasso can temporarily block one, What about the rest?"

There was some melancholy in Volusk's eyes.

This was the countermeasure that he and Bulkelso had discussed from the very beginning, but that was all.

Suits such as the sage and the black thorn are full of legend and glory, but even the most primitive of these suits cannot do this.

Because their power cannot resonate with the barbarians.

Even these suits, which can be used by everyone, have completely lost the trace of the original legend.

The split soul inherits Bulkasso's past, but it's a bit reluctant to stop a demon king for a long time.

Plus five sets of original barbarian suits, each set of legendary equipment is enough for a barbarian to have the strength to compete with the Seven Demon Kings. It is also for this reason that Bulkelso can use all the suits unconditionally.

Otherwise, how could Bulkelso have all the suits enough to create five strong men at his disposal?

Even Sonya was just getting a replica forged by Bulkelso.

"Diablo alone is driving Leoric crazy, and I can't think of a better way."

Reiko touched the armor on his body, hesitant.

Leoric was originally noble enough, but just the calculation of a demon king made him completely crazy.

She was also not sure whether Bulkelso would be willing to take over this set of her Legend of Glory, Lai Ko's set had already been rejected by Bulkelso once.

"Wake up that mad king, and then lock them into the Dark Soul Stone together, do you think it's messed up?"

Volusk rubbed his chin, and then turned his head with a gravel hammer and knocked Thor, who was about to run away quietly, unconscious on the ground.

"Can you convince that madman?"

Lai Ko rolled her eyes and said.

The will of Leoric, the Skeleton King, is indeed amazing, but this is not a feasible way.

"I asked Bulkeso to seal me in. It is said that the seven demon kings who can be suppressed dare not take the lead. I am qualified to seal and suppress one demon king, but he refused, preferring to divide his soul."

Volusk murmured.

"If he does, it's the end of the Savage, you proud and humble bastard."

Laikou accused Volusk in a disparaging tone.

Vorusk, who challenged death itself, brought lasting trouble to the barbarians because of his arrogance.

After incarnating as a soul, Vorusk, who fears death and sits motionless on the throne every day, has never been worshiped by Leiko.

Laiko respected the Immortal King who dared to challenge death itself, but never paid homage to Vorusk who maintained his boring dignity.

"I was already dead, and to be honest I was terrified when I faced death."

Volusk squeezed his wristband, and said with some disappointment.

Vorusk, who had never known fear from birth, felt fear for the first time when facing death.

Because of the hesitation brought on by fear, Volusk died in battle.

"You were already standing in front of becoming a god, as long as you can win..."

With a sighing tone, Lei Ko walked in the direction of Bulkelso.

"I believe that the original ancestor will not be weaker than that sneaky guy in Rathma, so I hesitate."

Neck twisting, Vorusk grabbed Thor's belt from the snow and led the utterly mindless fool to the Elder Hall.

The rest of the word count will be coded after I wake up.

Before twelve o'clock today, this week's guarantee of 54,000 can definitely be achieved.

There is still more than 7,000 characters short of the guarantee of 54,000, and it is calculated as 8,000.

I'll try to update a little more.