Dark Savages Come To the United States

"Okay Baal, if you have any dissatisfaction, it's best to wait until Bulkelso comes back.

I'd like to see if you restrain yourself a little bit when you face his iron fist. "

Hailab taunted Barr unceremoniously.

Although he is not Barr's opponent, it doesn't take much courage to mock Barr.

Hailab has already died once, even if he dies again, it doesn't matter.

Baal is not Diablo, but there is no way to deprive the barbarian of his will to fight.

Strong opponents don't make everyone feel intimidated.

Especially here on the sacred mountain of Harrogath, which is full of warriors.

"Aren't I just waiting for him to come back now?

Although I respect the power of your current Immortal King.

But that doesn't mean I'm temperless.

I am the Demon God of Destruction, and are you ready to fight me? "

Barr said coldly.

He was really angry.

"Huh? Are you serious?"

The ancestor of the first generation squeezed away Hailab who was standing in front of him, his hands had already grasped the double knives.

It was just a fight, who was he afraid of?

The first ancestors often emphasized that they were not good people.

Faced with Baal, he had no scruples about fighting that might destroy the barbarian's holy mountain.

"I mean you better all shut up.

The importance of the sacred mountain may not have value in your eyes.

But trust me, if you do something, Bulkelso can shake your brains and pour them down your rectum! "

Gruchak directly strangled the neck of the first ancestor with his strong arms.

This performance looks a bit like infighting among the barbarians.

But it is not.

Although the first ancestors had some feelings for these descendants of their own blood.

But this guy's affection was more for his dead wife.

How do you say that?

The wife is true love, and the child is just an accident?

This was the case for the first ancestors.

Besides, if these savages on the holy mountain are counted,

The ancestors of the first generation didn't know how many fingers they had to grow to figure out which generation of descendants they were.

To talk about admiration is complete nonsense.

The first ancestor was an out-and-out self-interested person.

Although he has the pursuit of justice and fairness in his heart, this will not override his feelings.

Being unreasonable is the true face of the ancestors of the first generation, and a guy who is reasonable in everything is unlikely to have the power of anger.

"Are you threatening me?"

When the ancestor of the first generation spoke, the knife in his hand had cut off the arm strangling his neck.

Although his strength is not as good as that of Bulkelso.

But it's not something Gruchak can match.

"I think we need to give you a hard time before we fight Baal!

Your uncle, you don't regard us as your descendants in your heart.

Do we have to regard you as our ancestor in our hearts?

Bulkeso protects me! That's because we've already had another Bul Kasso. "

There was a red light in Hailab's eyes.

Facing the situation where the first generation of ancestors attacked Gruchak, few of these ancestor spirits could calm down.

"Well, haven't you considered that this conflict is due to the power of the devil king of hell?"

Imprius took a few steps forward, and his body suddenly emitted a light that was more dazzling than the sun.

The strange thing is that there is no heat in this light.

Although Prius' authority is not suitable for purifying other people's hearts.

But it can still be used to relieve the influence of the power of the Hell Demon King.

Hailab's eyes became a little calmer.

But that didn't do much.

A large group of ancestral spirits are slowly approaching the first ancestors.

"Imperus, don't make trouble.

Although we are affected by the power of the devil of hell.

But look at this thick arm on the ground.

Gruchak has worked out for countless years to develop this muscle.

We weren't the first to do it.

Gruchak didn't hit the first ancestor hard.

His actions at that time were just trying to calm down the first ancestor.

Even this approach is not considered appropriate or correct.

But it's bloody, and you want us to act like nothing happened?

A Crusader might endure such a thing, but a barbarian would not! "

Cassius said while flicking the beard on his chin.

He had already walked to Hailaber's side at this time.

No one is infallible in this matter.

That being the case, it is better to solve the matter in a rougher way.

"I forgot you guys don't bother to reason most of the time.

Especially when the reasoning is unclear.

But are you really ready?

Bulkelso can come back at any time, have you ever thought about the result of seeing such a scene? "

Imprius is still trying to calm down this inexplicable dispute.

"Don't scare me!"

Cassius curled his lips.

But he still stepped back a little bit.

"It's okay, I'm the only unlucky one who got hurt in this incident.

I said, I don't care about this anymore.

Anyway, it's just a loss of vitality.

These vitality are still given to me by the ancestors of the first generation.

I do not care. "

Gruchak said in a low voice.

He went out not long ago and had a fight with Rakanos.

Although it was Yin Na who brought the victory in the end.

But he was also addicted to fighting once.

At this time, he acted as a peacemaker.

"Barbarian, huh, no wonder you take this insult as your own name.

You guys have no chance of living in this new world. "

Barr sneered again.

It's just that this time it wasn't the first ancestor who stood up and confronted him.

A figure with bluish complexion flew out from a portal that suddenly opened.

Then it hit Barr directly!

The huge force made Barr roll over involuntarily.

Along the way, there were many sounds of bones breaking.

"Which bastard is doing trouble in Lao Tzu's territory!?"

There was a heavy gasp in Bulkelso's roar.

He is back.

As for the sound of bones breaking, it was because Yzreal's body was broken by Baal when he was rolling with him.

Barr just doesn't care about it generally, which doesn't mean he will do nothing at this time.

Countless years of fighting with the Archangel had already given him a subconscious reaction.

When Yzreal's body hit him, he moved.

If this place wasn't the holy mountain of Harrogas, he might have gone a little too far.

"Heh, it seems that it was not easy for you to invite Israel?"

Yin Na looked at the tired Bulkelso and laughed.

"Underestimate the Archangel of Balance.

This guy is actually able to disrupt the balance of the authority I absorbed.

Although I had expected it, I was still a little caught off guard when I actually met. "

Bulkelso said and hung the gravel hammer in his hand back to his waist.

Then he stroked his messy hair with bloody hands.

His hair became a little weird after being stained with blood.

"Then you are really strong enough.

A lot of power erupts in your body, and all you can show is fatigue?

Can you tell me how you did it? "

Imprius asked with a hearty smile.

Bulkeso looked Imprius up and down.

Then he glanced at Gruchak's missing arm, and then at the arm that fell to the ground.

So Burkasso walked in front of Imprius with a somewhat weird smile,

Immediately afterwards, he reached out and grabbed Imprius' wrist.

There was a weird sound from Imprius's wrist, obviously Bulkasso used a lot of strength.

"Although Gruchak can't compare with you, if you want him to lose an arm.

That's just a few of you.

Barr's attack would not have such a neat wound.

That guy's attack must have the power of destruction.

So you did it? "

There was a strong threat in Bulkelso's words, as if he would do it directly in the next moment.

Imprius was stunned.

He was the one who persuaded the fight, why was he considered the first suspect at this time?

"Bull Casey, Prius didn't do it.

He just helped us out. "

Gruchak hastened to speak.

He was really worried that Bulkelso's arm would be broken directly by Bulkelso's temper.

"?"

Bulkasso looked at Gruchak with doubts.

Then he looked at Barr who had just stood up and was dusting off his body.

"That's you? Baal!

How long has it been since we haven't seen each other, and you gave up the idea of ​​returning to chaos with destruction?

Now that you launch an attack, you don't even have the power to destroy it? "

Bulkasso released Imprius' wrist while speaking.

Then he planned to walk towards Barr.

"I can understand that you are in a bad mood, but can you not become like a mad dog!?"

Barr sneered angrily.

He just seized the opportunity to give Yserial a ruthless blow.

But according to his experience, that level of strength shouldn't cause that level of injury.

It can only show that Israel's current situation is a bit bad.

As for who caused this situation, he knew it was Bulkelso even if he thought about it with his toes.

"So who did it?"

Bulkelso turned his neck and finally remembered to ask the victim himself.

"That is the first ancestor."

Gruchak's voice was a little low. He really felt that he shouldn't reveal the identity of the first ancestor at this time.

Doing it like this is like a child being bullied by an adult and going to sue.

This feeling is really a little strange to him, and it's quite embarrassing.

When he was alive, he was the grown-up who made room for the little ones.

This change of identity made Gruchak feel a little weird.

"It seems that the lesson I gave you before is still too light?

I thought at the time, you old fellow is of savage origin after all.

It is enough for you to restrain your superior attitude a little bit.

Now it seems that what I did at the time was far from enough. "

Bulkelso's face turned red.

I don't know for a while whether to be angry or ashamed...

After all, he directly found the wrong culprit twice.

"Why, what kind of good baby do you plan to make me into?

Or do you want me to bow down to you right now?

Stop it.

Would I be a savage if I had no temper? "

The first generation of ancestors looked indifferent.

It's just that the hand holding the knife is a little tighter.

He was ready for a direct fight.

"What happened to you before, why did you lose control of your clothes?

Not to mention that Yzreal's authority is strong enough to change your mind.

If that's the case, I might have to leave first. "

Inprius felt that the situation was strange and terrifying.

As a barbarian, Bulkelso has a bad temper, which is normal.

But it's not normal to be unreasonable like a mad dog.

This kind of thing is too strange.

And because of Prius's understanding of Bulkasso, he was angry to this extent.

That should be directly venting their anger on the culprit.

It's unimaginable to behave like a spoiler here.

"call--"

Bulkasso let out a long breath.

Then the mood calmed down a little bit.

"Accordingly, I should apologize to you, Imprius.

But at this time, I really don't want to say 'sorry'.

I almost capsized in the gutter at your brother's hands before.

This bastard Israel is really sinister.

He and Dr. Manhattan are not integrated, and even handing over control of his body is a fake!

This bastard is perfectly capable of devouring Dr. Manhattan at any time.

Balance Archangel? This bastard is a cheating archangel!

Right and wrong, left and right, even life and death, the boundaries of these things are like toys in his hands. "

Bulkelso controlled his emotions a little bit.

Then he talked about what he had experienced.

In the battle with Yserial, although Bulkelso had a crushing advantage in terms of absolute strength.

But when facing Israel, they encountered indescribable troubles.

It's like playing against a guy who can make the rules and change them at any time.

Although Bull Casso won in the end, the process was beyond disgust.

"So, you got Yzril done?"

Imprius was a little surprised.

He didn't pay too much attention to whether he deserved an apology.

When he was an archangel, he didn't care about these "right or wrong" issues.

Although they are representatives of positive authority, they generally only focus on results.

Even getting used to it has no result...

This idea has probably been implemented to the main force in all eternal battles.

There is never an end to the battle. While these guys value the result, they probably don't expect the result at all.

In the Eternal Battle, even the Archangel of Wisdom, Marthael, was pushed to the borderline of hysteria.

The other Archangels and Hell Lords are a bit weird and that's completely normal.

"It's not a deal, that guy always makes Dr. Manhattan come out when he's getting punched.

It's not that I fight, and it's not that I don't fight.

So the mood is a little irritable.

But this guy was brought over by me.

If he dares to make trouble at this time, then I will kill him directly!

This place is the sacred mountain of Harrogas, where the soul power of countless barbarians gathers!

If I am in a hurry, I will use the power of these souls to rush directly into the dark soul stone, and then make Yzreal an idiot!"

Bulkasso said angrily.

As for whether this kind of thing can be done, Burkasso himself doesn't know.

Saying it at this time is purely for the sake of venting.

Without including the innocent hapless egg Dr. Manhattan,

That's all Bulkelso could say.

This kind of thing is really getting more and more angry.

"Tell me about your previous battle with Yzreal in detail?

I suddenly became interested to know what happened at that time.

It's the first time I've seen you get angry to this extent. "

Gruchak's simple and honest discount rounds the field.

Bulkelso then returned his attention to what the first ancestor did to Gruchak.

"I forgot if you didn't talk, this old bastard here hasn't learned his lesson yet!"

Seeing the indifferent look on the face of the first generation ancestor, Burkasso instantly became angry.

"That, if Imprius said nothing wrong before.

The conflict between us should be influenced by the devil of hell.

But I don't feel like Barr did it. "

Gruchak said with a smile that he really didn't care.

But Hailab on the side had a somewhat weird smile, and there was a look in this smile waiting for a good show.

Of course, this matter has nothing to do with him, he just likes to watch the excitement.

In particular, I just like to watch the unlucky hell devil.

Bulkelso felt a bit of a headache.

At the beginning, he never thought that there would be so much trouble on the holy mountain in such a short time.

"What is the power of the devil king of hell? Who did it?"

Bulkeso asked Baal with narrowed eyes.

This look was a little dangerous, and his fists were already creaking.

There is a ready-made demon king of hell on the holy mountain. Don't ask him who to ask?