Dark Savages Come To the United States

Time changes sometimes very fast, and a day is just fleeting.

At this time, the lively ancestors on the holy mountain of Harrogas were squatting on the square outside the temple of the elders one by one, waiting for this good show to be staged.

If the content of the secret realm wants to be projected, it doesn't have to be during the celebration.

As long as Harrogath Mountain allows it, there is no problem.

So they are waiting to see the long-lost secret content.

Bulkelso sat cross-legged on the steps of the Elder's Temple, with a pile of spirits beside him.

Although the current recruits and reserve recruits are not worthy of his attention, forming a secret realm will not prevent others from joining in the middle.

So it was an insurance policy for him to come here, after all, it would be somewhat uncomfortable to watch three seedlings who were already barbarians die young.

As for the two who have not passed the trial, if they die, it will be their life.

Even the masters who inherited the secret realm can't change the things in the secret realm, and neither can anyone.

Jessica Jones held the hatchet in her hand and took a deep breath.

She is going to take the first step of the trial today, a trial that may represent her death.

Jessica squeezed the ax in her hand vigorously, and calmed down.

She is very clear about being disliked by those powerful souls, and she is also very clear about the fact that she will be rejected.

However, she was thinking quite openly. At that time, she also chose to seize this opportunity of redemption, even if she died, she was blameless.

Luke on the other side looked worried, and would glance at Jessica from time to time, but would quickly withdraw his gaze.

The war blade in his hand trembled slightly with the force of his arm, and the broad side of the war blade would hit Rumlow's calf from time to time.

Rumlow held a bottle of wine in his hand, hooked Matthew's shoulder with the other hand, and pressed half of his body weight on Matthew.

There is a huge two-handed hammer that looks like a whole piece of metal pinned to his waist. Rasuke wrapped a white cloth intimately around the handle of the hammer, although the white will soon be dyed dark red with the battle.

The name of this weapon is also very simple, it is called the two-handed giant hammer.

Rumlow forgot to tell Rasuke what kind of weapon he needed.

While most barbarians prefer to dual wield heavy weapons, Rumlow only gave Rasuke a piece of material.

So Rasuke also added some metals from his own collection to create this two-handed heavy weapon.

Except that the weight always feels unbalanced when hanging on the waist, Rumlow likes this simple giant hammer very much.

Every time he swung it, the sound of "woo hoo" made him a little excited.

The length of the hammer was specially adjusted by Rasuke, which was just in line with Rumlow's physical condition.

After all, as a skilled blacksmith, this level of work is a professional skill, and Rasuke never betrays the trust of others.

Matthew had a basic battle ax hanging on his waist, and his face was calm.

He didn't show any expression even when Rumlow pressed his shoulders.

It would be a great thing for him to have someone as a companion, at least in this way he will not miss the flashing orange light on the ground.

God knows why he couldn't feel anything other than the sound of those equipments when they appeared.

As for Casillas, he stood a little far away with the ax in his hand like a wooden stake, unable to move.

Now his mind is full of resentment towards his teacher, even after a night he has not recovered.

"Luke, your current state is not very good, I don't want to have to guard you then."

Rumlow took a sip of his wine and spoke casually.

The feeling of being hit by the war blade on the calf is not good at all.

"I see."

Luke looked at Jessica again as he spoke, and took a deep breath to keep calm.

Then a pair of big eyes widened, as if ready to fight.

"Maybe we can compete to see who has contributed more in the secret realm. I have changed a lot from before."

Matthew's strength has improved a lot, and he feels that he should be able to defeat Rumlow now.

After all, his body has been adjusted in the direction of the nephalem, and now he is stronger.

"It seems that you are more confident, which is a good thing."

Rumlow let go of Matthew's shoulders and stood up straight.

The hammer head of the two-handed giant hammer hit the ground, making an unpleasant muffled sound.

Rumlow handed Matthew the wine in his hand, then twisted his neck, the movement of bones rubbing was quite sensational.

"Okay, I won't talk too much! Let's start now."

Volusk appeared in front of several people, talking lazily.

Apart from fighting, only beauty can make him concentrate.

Following Volusk's words, Kanuk and Orac also came forward.

What their heirs want to enter is their secret realm, so naturally they cannot be handed over to Volusk.

As the last Immortal King, Volusk presided over an event so that no one would question it. This is not an important matter, and it does not require Bulkelso to announce the start himself.

If the spirit controlling the nephalem hadn't come along, Volusk wouldn't have bothered to do it.

"Go, girl."

Orac said casually, and didn't say anything like "come out alive". He just threw half of the roasted beef leg to Jessica after opening the portal.

This is left over from yesterday.

"If I can come out, I will bring you my favorite food at the next celebration."

Jessica spoke generously, took the food from Orac, and strode into the portal.

"Luke, do you need me to remind you again?"

Rumlow's tone was a little impatient.

"No, I'm ready."

Luke set his sights on the huge projection that appeared in the sky, and then looked at Volusk.

"You'd better be serious, Luke. The thing she came back, and you died in there, and that didn't work out, either."

Matthew's tone was quite calm, but what he said was a bit choking.

"Little mage, after you come out, maybe you will understand how comfortable it is to be a barbarian."

Canuck pursed his lips and opened his portal.

Casillas walked in with a gloomy look.

"I don't like gloomy guys, you say Qualkek."

Kanuk said to the old general who was paying attention to the situation, the gloomy person always reminded them of that guy Nihlasek.

Volusk didn't bother to say much, he hammered heavily towards the towering stone pillar outside the Elder's Temple, and a golden portal appeared.

Then he disappeared.

For Volusk, watching these boring things is not as comfortable as returning to the throne and remembering the warmth of the past.

"Let's go, this is an important step for us to become stronger."

Rumlow grabbed Luke and Matthew and walked directly into the secret realm, and Matthew took the time to drink up the wine in the bottle.

Speaking of which, among the three ancestors, Tariq was generally the leader.

After all, he is calmer than Maddock and more persistent than Kerik.