Dark Savages Come To the United States

Who, as a human being, would be wholeheartedly devoted to angels and demons in high places?

Even if there are, it is probably the kind that has never seen them.

At least Nephalem will not treat angels and demons wholeheartedly, after all, the ugliness of these guys has long been exposed to human beings.

At this time, on the holy mountain of Harrogath, several ancestors were gathered together and whispered.

It's just a whisper, it's just that their conversation won't be leaked out.

The savages are used to this kind of voice.

"What are you doing! Why do you let me decide what happens between your three ancestors!?"

Kahn was waving the pair of swords in his hand dissatisfied, and his face was dark.

The strong have never been carved out of a mold.

Even if these guys are barely a group in terms of position, their will is as firm and unshakable.

Kahn couldn't understand why Maddock wanted him to take over the responsibility of the Three Patriarchs.

After all, the accusation of the Three Ancestors is not a matter of changing people.

Kahn's intuition told him that Maddock had some calculations, and Maddock had no confidence in it, otherwise he would not have made this arrangement.

"Cough cough! You know, I had a serious injury to my soul before, but now I'm no longer the opponent of Kelic and Talic."

Maddock coughed as he spoke.

With a bit of ridicule on his face.

Such an expression made it more difficult for others to discern his true thoughts, but it was clear that there was some conspiracy.

Kahn was able to guarantee it with his own pair of swords!

So I rolled my eyes and glanced at Cassius who was standing a little further away.

The attitude of "Casius, say something" is a bit ridiculous.

"Do you believe it? Cassius? I don't believe it anyway!"

As Kahn said this, the pair of swords in his hand smashed directly at Maddock.

This stance of wielding the opposite sword is not the kind of fighting, but a test.

After all, using a sword as a hammer is not a normal usage.

"I don't believe it either. Maddock, this bastard, always likes to lie."

Cassius stroked his beard and nodded in approval.

After two sentences, Kahn's attack fell on Maddock's head without any obstruction, and made a clear voice.

Obviously the quality of this pair of swords is very good, otherwise it would not be able to make such a pleasant sound.

"I said, have you felt the soul of the first ancestor?"

Orongus sat cross-legged on a stone to one side, holding a large sculpture in his hand, which was his own appearance.

The fighting method of boulder throwing is not only able to take out a generally rounded stone, but that kind of stone can make the attack come faster.

On the other side, after the first generation of Bulkesso was cleaned up by Rasma, that kind of fluctuation has been passed on to the hearts of these ancestors.

The feeling of heart palpitations from the depths of the soul is also a lot of pressure for the barbarians.

"The first ancestor? He is a good man."

Maddock sighed and said.

A good person is not the same as a good "person".

The original Bourkesona was the latter.

As for whether he wanted to declare to his parents that he had entered a period of rebellion or to protect his brothers, Maddock didn't care.

All he cares about is whether his friend has become the guy's target.

Although Bourkessel did not say it, the holy mountain had already been seen.

A small group of souls from the first generation wanted to occupy Bulkesso's powerful body, which was not something Maddock could accept.

The glory of the ancestors needs a successor, so that the legend will be passed down forever.

But that doesn't mean that barbarians should be weirdly ancestral bodies!

There is no high or low in life itself!

The powerful can of course make demands on the weak and set rules.

But the value of life is not something that is measured by these things.

Barbarians are all about this stuff.

"There are many good people in this world. Nilasek was a good person before he became a demon."

Cassius was a little dissatisfied.

He doesn't like this kind of brain-twisting stuff, or simple battles and killings can make him show his worth.

But to say that the first generation ancestor was a good person, he would not be very agreeable.

Even if he taught the forging technology to primitive humans, Cassius would not treat it differently.

He fights with his fists and doesn't care about swords or anything.

"Good people don't necessarily do good things, the first generation ancestors are dead." Kahn made a supplementary explanation, looking at Maddock a little badly: "Does this have any necessary connection with you wanting me to take over?"

Apparently he was still unhappy with Maddock's claims.

"Of course not, it's just that I'm going to take some time off. I'm seriously injured, so I can only put the most important blame on a trusted guy.

So between you and Calju, the Juggernaut sounds a bit more grand than the Shield Master. "

Maddock said with a grin.

"Your touting means nothing to me. I won't care about these things anyway."

In fact, it still has some effect, at least Kahn is very happy. It's just that things got a little weird after that.

"You mean, the first ancestors will appear where we are?"

Cassius rubbed his chin and said with a sad face.

By this time things were pretty clear.

Sonya's body has the blood of the first generation, and this thing like will... This place is called Harrogath.

The ghost knows if the first generation ancestors will suddenly appear on the holy mountain.

Although Sonya and Nazbo, who appeared and left in a hurry, said that the main body of the will of the first generation was in the original world.

But everything is afraid of that eventuality.

In case it's not good news in most cases.

"What Maddock meant, when that guy appeared in front of us, should we listen to Bourkessel's command or to him."

Orongus crushed the sculpture in his hand.

The gravel fell to the ground slowly, and merged into the land of the holy mountain.

There was a strong sense of disdain in Orongus' words.

The first ancestor is still too far away, and the current Bulkesuo can see it more clearly.

The unknown guy always makes everything subtle.

"Would you listen to others? When is it not for us to decide what to do and what not to do?"

The pair of swords in Kahn's hands collided, making a series of pong sounds.

As soon as Kahn's words came out, several guys present calmed down.

Savages have their own ideas.

The Immortal King can set some rules, but enforcement has always been a problem.

Men should choose what to believe and what not to believe.

Each of these rough men are stubborn like a brick on their necks.

Those who can't do this have long been corrupted, and they won't be able to appear on the holy mountain in this form.

"I've said it a long time ago, it's a delusion to try to make the world peaceful by self-consciousness. I still want to beat people."

Cassius took a few steps forward, stood in front of Maddock and bent down.

The difference in height is still a bit large, and this way can make the two complete their eyesight.

"It won't take long for the first ancestor to appear, I can feel it."

Maddock said weakly, his eyes became a little blurred.

"Hahaha! Funny! You finally learned my sense of humor!"

Cassius laughed, but he was the only one who laughed.

"What's wrong? Didn't Maddock lose his identity as a prophet after he died? Or do you all know it, but I don't know it!?"

Hearing Cassius' words, Orongus, who had a good relationship with him, pressed his forehead helplessly.

"Cassius, Maddock is the gatekeeper chosen by the first ancestor, and the three ancestors can feel some of the state of that guy.

Please, before you say something interesting to you, can you think about it! "

Orongus stood up directly. If he hadn't been able to beat Cassius, the place would be full of boulders now.

Just as Maddock was talking to these ancestors, Tarik, the gate of the holy mountain, finally went to work.

"Korrick, do you think Bourkesso can keep us going?"

Talic said to Korrick, who was about to leave beside him, his eyes were a little confused.

"Which one do you say?"

Korrick's body paused and asked.

The question is nonsense, the ancestors knew which one he was talking about.

But this topic seems a little inappropriate.

"The one who is constantly running around in order to become stronger, I guess now he has found something interesting."

Talek had to cooperate with Korrick to perform.

The top of the holy mountain is also a little fun.

"I think the guy you mentioned is more familiar to me. Although he is a bit weird, he is more willing to believe than the one who lives in the legend."

After Korrick finished speaking, he left the gate of the holy mountain.

Now he is going to find Maddock, and he has something to discuss with Maddock.

Tariq took out the proof of shame and put it in front of him, and didn't say anything to Korrick anymore.

This handle has accompanied him for an unknown number of years, giving him new ideas every time he sees it.

"Shame? Maybe. After all, that's the Demon Lord of Hell."

Talik thought to himself, ignoring Calju, who was behind the gate of the Holy Mountain.

The gatekeeper's accusation was like a curse, and even when they were alive they had little freedom to speak of.

There is only one way they want to leave the gate of the holy mountain, and that is to let Bulkesso use the call of the ancestors.

Only Bulkesso can fully call out their will to the world outside the Holy Mountain.

Being a gatekeeper isn't happy at all, but it's full of glory.

Even though this glory can be traced back to the will of the first ancestors, the most worthy of praise is the idea of ​​the gatekeeper himself.

This position is the best kind of bragging.

...

Wayne was back in his bat cave at this point, followed by Craig.

Ah Fu was cleaning up the hygiene here, and he didn't show any expression when he saw Wayne's return.

This Ah Fu didn't have red hair, and he didn't have a lot of rude words.

He's not going to destroy the parking lot with a tornado.

All he knows is that as an elder, he constantly helps his young master's vision.

The method is long companionship, but in the end it is too long to go anywhere.

All he has in him is the kindness and responsibility of being an elder.

"I have to say this place doesn't look very comfortable. It's so humid and I don't really like this place."

Craig said this, but his eyes were constantly observing everything around him with excitement.

At this point, he seemed a little out of touch.

"That's an illusion."

Wayne's cold reply lets Craig know he's been begging for nothing.

"Do you wake up from this place every day? It looks normal. But it's better than me before.

At that time, I had to work several jobs every day, and I couldn't see the hope, but I didn't expect my lover to face the most difficult choice faster than me. "

Craig's true self as "Craig" begins to revive.

Now, he is only initially freed from the influence of Vandaloni and Karasim.

At least a lot more lively.

The way he only knew about boxing before was not in line with his habit at all.

Wayne looked a little weird at Craig, so he took off his half-masked helmet from a hanger to block his expression.

There's naturally a reason for bringing Craig to this place.

According to the ancestors, Craig himself is the embodiment of the rules of life, and his weakness is only caused by the reason that he has not yet mastered his own body.

An immortal person?

Oblivion's work content has the part of erasing some "bugs" from the world.

Can Annihilation, which can handle even existence, handle an immortal guy?

Unless the person has reached a point where Annihilation is unwilling to abolish it, what reason would Annihilation have to watch Craig's life suffer all kinds of misfortunes and do nothing?

Because Craig is special~www.NovelMTL.com~ I wake up every day from a bed of 100 square meters, will you believe me when I say this. "

Wayne took some energy drinks from Alfred and stuffed it into his mouth.

I haven't had time to change my clothes yet.

It's just that he really doubts it.

But the energy that Master Wayne expended on justice.

It's good now, at least Craig has some simple mantras on his body.

Pretending to be a guy who doesn't understand anything, this kind of performance Wayne doesn't intend to expose.

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