Dark Savages Come To the United States

At this moment, Bulkelso directly intercepted Rorschach on the road.

In other words, this is a meeting that both parties are looking forward to, but there is nothing to talk about in this process.

The place where they met was a wasteland, and there was a long enough road not far away. It was already night when the two met.

They set up a bonfire on the side of the road, took out some sausages and other food skewers, and slowly roasted them on the iron spit.

"I thought you would meet me after I walked back to the holy mountain of Harrogas." Rorschach's voice was not loud, and his mood was very peaceful.

"Actually, it's not that particular, it's just that I happen to have time to come and see you at this time." Bulkelso took out a few bottles of wine from his backpack and put them on the ground.

Then he took out a large block of bricks formed after the snow was compacted from the backpack.

The taste of wine is different whether it is warmed or chilled.

It is rare to drink spirits chilled, because the taste will be softer after chilling, and when you realize that you have drunk too much, you are already drunk.

It's just that for Nephalem, alcohol is at most a little drunk, and such things as getting drunk can only happen when Nephalem wants to.

"This is the style of a barbarian. I came here directly because I was free. But I will continue on the previous path. I will go to the holy mountain. At that time, I will think about the future."

Luo Xia unceremoniously picked up a bottle of spirits from the side, broke off the top of the bottle, and poured it into his own mouth.

When he got along with Buer Kaisuo, he didn't feel like he was a superior or a subordinate. The two of them were just as casual as if they had forgotten each other.

"Seeing you now makes me feel relieved. There is nothing wrong with justice. What is wrong is justice that needs a stand. Although Tyrell did this well, it is a pity that he seems to put everything in existence. They were all seen as victims of justice."

Bulkeso also picked up a wine bottle, and after a little gesture, he began to drink freely.

Rorschach is a familiar person, but compared to those guys on the holy mountain who have known Bulkelso for hundreds of years, Rorschach is a new friend.

Some things can't be said in front of people who are too familiar.

"To be honest, I just have an idea about the future. After all, the justice in my eyes may not be acceptable to everyone." Rorschach said thoughtfully.

"At this time, you only need to do what you think is right. As long as you can care about other people a little bit, then at worst you won't fall into the abyss." Bulkeso said a little vaguely.

In the eyes of nephalem, the worst outcome is not death in battle, but becoming a demon.

Although Burkasso couldn't tell what kind of person would become a demon, as long as he was always on guard against demons and didn't believe that demons were good, it would be fine.

Demons also have the right to survive? Perhaps so, it’s just that humans should consider how to survive themselves, not for a race that wants to treat themselves as livestock.

No nephalem in Sanctuary has ever said whether the demon's way of life is reasonable, because they are not interested in it at all.

Humans living in the world before the end of the world do not have so much leisure time to explore whether the ecology of demons is normal.

"I won't become a demon." Rorschach said.

He said these words very firmly, but Bulkasso didn't have any idea about it.

This kind of words has appeared in the mouths of countless nephalem, but the final result is not satisfactory for all of them.

"I hope so too. If you want to become an angel of justice, I suggest that you best make some angel friends, and then go and see if the angels are the kind of guys you can accept."

Bulkeso took a sip of his drink.

Angels are neither good nor bad, Bulkelso knows that.

It's just that friends are friends, and righteousness is righteousness.

If one day the high-level heaven stands on the opposite side of human beings, Bulkasso will also fight Imprius.

Both Bulkelso and Imprius are very open to this point.

When fighting, we try our best, and when we are not fighting, we can still drink together.

"I'll think about it, can I go to your secret realm?" Rorschach asked.

Bulkelso hesitated a little.

The situation at this time is different from before!

When Rorschach was chosen by Bulkelso, there was only everything that belonged to the barbarian "Bulkelso" in Bulkelso's soul.

But at this time, the part of Uldyssian's soul that preceded the part sealed by Bul-Kathos revived.

Bulkelso was not sure if there was any change in his secret realm.

Like Inarius?

"Wait for me for a while, I hope you will become the next Immortal King of the barbarians, not another me." Bulkasso said.

He still hesitated.

At this moment, Rorschach has the strength and personality of the Archangel of Justice in his body, although his combat power will not exceed Bulkelso himself.

But it was enough for him to break into the second half of the Burkesso secret realm.

Not sure if the situation was a good thing, Bulkhass hesitated.

"You know, I will only be myself." Rorschach smiled.

He knew what Bulkelso meant, but he didn't intend to go on as Bulkelso hoped.

"So in my eyes, you are the most suitable guy to become the next Immortal King. It's a good thing to be stubborn about yourself." Bulkelso said and shook his head.

This is also the reason why he is not optimistic about Sonya becoming the next Immortal King.

Sonya has been influenced too much by him, but Bulkelso is not good at dictating other people's choices and lives.

You can only have expectations for others, but you cannot limit their paths.

This is how the savages have been educated for a long time.

"Maybe it's a bad thing too." Rorschach joked.

Joking was impossible for the originally heavy Rorschach, but now he seems to have changed.

"It won't be a bad thing. The worst result is to become a demon. Then someone will take action." Bulkeso said.

Although he didn't explicitly say that he was the one who made the shot, he believed that Rorschach understood this.

As long as you don't become a demon, even if you are a bad person, you will not necessarily be killed by nephalem.

Although most nephalem are not merciful to bad guys, they are better than demons in terms of attitude and treatment.

"If I'm going to get to know the archangel, who do you think I should start with?" Rorschach asked.

Bulkeso hesitated at the question.

Holding the wine bottle in his hand, he was silent for a long time before opening his mouth slowly.

"Masail."

Bulkelso said the name in a fairly calm tone.

"Masail is my enemy, but I cannot deny his competence as wisdom. You are different from me, although you also have Nephalem blood in your body. But you still have the recognition of the personality of the Archangel of Justice.

You may become the new Archangel of Justice, at least until you completely strip the personality and power of the Archangel of Justice from your body, so Malthael will try to guide you to the Archangel path of. "

Burkasso said hesitantly.

He wasn't sure if this was a good thing, but among the archangels, Malthael was indeed the best.

There is a consensus among the top nephalem that every archangel is worthy of respect, but only wisdom is sublime.

"So I'm not within the range he wants to clear now?" Rorschach smiled.

"I don't know about this question, maybe he will leave you at the end to clear it." Bulkelso didn't have an accurate answer to this question.

Malsail's zero tolerance for demons was even stricter than Imprius and the others combined.

No one knew what Malthael's attitude would be towards Rorschach who had Nephalem's blood.

But at least Malthael won't do anything to Rorschach until the other nephalem are cleared.

Rorschach is now the closest archangel in the Nephalem group. Even if Malthael has a clearing list, Rorschach is still the last name.

"So among the archangels, who do you think I should least contact?" Rorschach changed the question.

Bulkelso didn't hesitate this time, and gave his answer straightforwardly.

"Tyrael!"

Bul-Kasso already knew about Tyrell's recovery from death.

So at this time, he gave this name almost without any thought as the answer to Rorschach's question.

"The former Archangel of Justice?" Rorschach was a little puzzled.

"Or he can become any archangel according to his own wishes. Of course, I am not saying that he is not noble enough. Among those aloof archangels, he may be the one who is more willing to understand human beings, and he does have a benevolent heart." heart and tenacity.

But he is still not a human being. In his eyes, human beings are both heroes and threats. He will eventually make a choice for human beings, but no one knows whether his choice can be accepted by human beings. "

Bul-Kelso talked a little more about Tyrell.

This guy did accompany the nephalem on a wonderful adventure when they were in Sanctuary.

It is indeed a display of the benevolence and sense of responsibility of the Archangel of Justice.

But it's impossible for a barbarian to forget that he detonated the World Stone!

This guy's stubbornness is actually no worse than Rorschach's.

"I seem to understand something." Rorschach nodded.

"Then I'll leave first, just as that guy Masail won't show up in front of me." Bulkeso smiled with his mouth crooked.

That guy was nearby, and Bulkasso had faintly noticed it.

It's just that he would never allow himself to appear directly in front of Buer Kaisuo.

Even if Bulkelso wouldn't kill him directly due to some kind of plan of his own, there would be no shortage of humiliation.

"I always feel that I'm about to meet the two archangels you recommend and don't recommend, shouldn't I be happy?" Rorschach said.

"Be yourself, and sometimes you don't need to announce that you want to join this battle to become the Immortal King, but you will already be in that position when you come to your senses, and there are already people behind you." A throne with your name on it."

Bulkelso raised the wine bottle in his hand as if celebrating Rorschach.

Then he tore open a portal and left here directly.

But before Bulkelso left, there were three more bottles of spirits brewed by him by the side of the bonfire.

That was reserved for Rorschach and Malthael and Tyrael.

Bulkelso had completely left, and the Archangel of Wisdom Malsail slowly appeared with a hood.

"I don't think there will be poison in the wine left by Bulkelso, because it's not a day or two since he planned to kill me, and he would be very unhappy if he used poison." Masail sat down on Rorschach with a smile on his face. on the opposite side.

There was a joke about Bulkelso in his mouth, but there was no sense of sarcasm.

"I thought Bulkelso would do his best to sneer and ridicule when he talked about you, and he would praise me more or less when he talked about me."

The dark-skinned Tyrell also appeared here, his expression was not serious, but with a little smile.

"So you still don't understand humans, and of course, I don't understand either."

There was a chuckle from under Malthael's hood.

"We are not human after all. When we grow that mortal heart, who can stop us?" Tyrell said.

He and Marthael picked up a bottle of spirits left by Bulkeso alone.

Tyrell broke off the mouth of the bottle in the way of a barbarian, and then took a mouthful.

And Masail opened the cork carefully, put it in front of him and took a deep smell.

"What you're doing is laughing at the existence of the bottle cork, right?" Marsail joked.

"I thought drinking like this would make me feel something I didn't feel before." Tyrell smiled.

Then the two archangels stretched out the wine bottle towards Luoxia, intending to clink glasses.

"So at a time like this, should I listen to Bulkasso's advice and treat Tyrell as if it didn't exist?" Rorschach smiled.

After putting down the empty bottle in his hand, he picked up the last bottle of spirits left for him on the ground, and then bumped the bottles together heavily.

"I don't care, he probably hopes that I can give you some answers, but unfortunately, I don't know how to intervene in a human's life.

You are always between reason and impulse, and most of the time you are stupid and unrepentant. But every once in a while, miracles happen that I never thought possible.

In your eyes, what should wisdom be able to do? "

A hearty laugh came from under Malthael's hood.

The voice of Malthael, who was not the Archangel of Death, sounded like a high-spirited teenager.

"I thought your voice sounded like an old man who was dying of old age." Rorschach curled his lips.

"Most of the time, aging is just the lessons and experience of the president. The two are closely related to wisdom, but they are different after all." Masail explained with a smile.

"So Bulkelso hates me, not the Archangel of Justice?" Tyrell squeezed out a somewhat ugly smile on the side.

"Of course, he doesn't want to know your thoughts, because he is just living in the way of human beings, whether it was in the past or now." Masail responded.

"That's a really regrettable thing, I thought we would become good friends." There was no regret on Tyrell's face.

He knew it was just a thought.

"Friends should stick to their own positions and understand each other. We should wish our friends better."

Marthael said and looked at Rorschach.

"For a friend's mistake, it should also be firmly stopped! Not a compromise?"

Luo Xia seemed to be thinking of his friend, and there was a bit of nostalgia in his eyes.