Dark Savages Come To the United States

On the holy mountain of Harrogas, a large group of ancestors are still coaxing.

After all, it is indeed rare enough for Bulkelso to beat someone hard.

Especially the guy who was beaten was the first ancestor who was said to be extremely powerful or even undefeated.

As for the fact that Volusk is nestling in the holy mountain, they don't care.

It's like when Volusk and Bulkasso were fighting.

The only difference is that it was Kanai who took away Volusk's power that time.

"Are you done yet?"

The first ancestor said very hard.

Judging by his appearance, he really wants to turn over and fight hard.

But Burkasso didn't seem to want to give him this chance.

This time Bulkelso did not refuse the help offered by the Holy Mountain, and even cooperated with the power of the Holy Mountain to push the first ancestors to the ground.

"I just wanted to find a chance to beat you up.

Whether it was the promise that you could challenge me, the Immortal King, at any time, or now I am beating you violently.

I just want to beat you up! "

Bulkelso had no intention of stopping at all.

He even emphasized that he just wanted to beat up the first ancestor.

He threw seven or eight vicious punches while speaking.

In human-to-human battles, three to four punches between non-transcendents can usually determine the outcome.

Among the nephalem, the effect of this attack is not particularly obvious.

Even fighters whose combat style is more physical attack, their control of the body does not completely rely on the brain...

They can also control their souls, and then use their souls to control their bodies.

This also makes them rarely lose control of their bodies in battle.

If you want to control them, you can only do it through some regular attacks.

But it's the same as those demons in Burning Hell.

Being controlled many times over a period of time will allow them to adapt quickly. ①

"Of course I'm different from you.

Although I am the ancestor of barbarians, I have long been used to living alone.

Tribal people are an add-on to my life.

Only for you, the clan is something that is there from the very beginning of life.

I can understand your anger, but I won't hold back forever.

If you don't want to get into a real fight with me in this place, you'd better get up.

Then we start fighting again.

And that brat in the holy mountain, I remember you! "

The price for the first generation ancestor to say these words was that he was hit hard on the face several times.

As for how much of his words are true, only he knows.

"Shut up.

Even if it's a real fight, you can't be my opponent now.

Even if you take back the power of anger in the barbarian body, I can still deal with you.

Either be beaten obediently, or use some skills to continue to be beaten! "

The answer given by Bulkelso was extraordinarily rude.

The ancestors around laughed again.

The savages are full of respect for their first ancestors.

But they are also full of questions about the first ancestors.

If the first ancestors had only existed in legends as they had in the past, the barbarians would probably not have complained.

On the contrary, there will be only worship as in the beginning.

But things are different now.

The barbarians have long been accustomed to the custom that the strong bear more things.

However, the first ancestors, who were the strongest, basically didn't make a move in the sufferings that the barbarians experienced in the past.

It can be said that the first generation of ancestors denied the custom that the barbarians had persisted for an unknown number of years.

Faced with such changes and conflicts in ideas, the barbarians will of course have resentment.

Fortunately, this resentment will disappear after today.

There's no value in pulling a beard by the beard of a nominally dead guy for the sake of the past.

Now they have the Immortal King.

A living and powerful Immortal King.

The most important thing is that this Immortal King seems to have a complete set of plans waiting to be executed.

"Impryus, you'd better think about whether you have anything to tell me at this time.

It would be ugly to ask me to press you.

You organize your language first, and then wait until I'm done with the matter at hand, and then tell me what you can tell me.

Correspondingly, I will give you the position of Rorschach.

You can ask him if he is willing to become the new Archangel of Justice. "

Bulkelso's punching finally stopped.

He wiped the blood from his fist on the beard on his chest, and then glanced at the first ancestor whose face was already swollen.

Then he started punching again.

It looked like he was planning to knock out a few teeth from the mouth of the first ancestor.

Imprius nodded cheerfully.

If there is any accidental friendship between the current archangels and nephalem.

So when the nephalem were just born, they could be said to be completely opposite.

Especially in the days when the nephalem followed Lilith's wishes and killed all the angels and demons in Sanctuary.

At that time, the nephalem showed no more kindness than demons...

This impression can almost be said to be deeply rooted.

It's just that these impressions no longer spread to all nephalem, but were precisely placed on the original nephalem...

As the saying goes, there is a grievance and a debt.

And the first ancestor happened to be the one the archangels least liked.

Imprius was very happy to see him make a fool of himself.

After all, there is basically no difference in combat effectiveness between the prosperous first generation ancestors and the Archangel.

The original nephalem were basically like this.

If it weren't for a lot of conspiracy and calculations, there were only a few single seedlings left in the first generation of Nephalem.

Then Jotun Kuller's dream of having the Nephalem at the apex might have been achieved long ago...

"Of course, of course.

I will pick some topics that can be talked about between friends.

It's just that I've been quite busy recently.

It just so happens that there are a lot of things at work that I want to complain to you.

After I was working three jobs a day, I realized that there was something wrong with High Heaven.

For example, there is no salary at all. I think it is necessary to adjust it a little bit.

It just so happens that there are a lot of special products in the high-level heaven, and it happens that you can pay the bill with gold coins.

Gold coins come from demons.

It seems that doing so can also promote the enthusiasm of humans for killing demons. "

Imprius spoke casually.

Then he saw the fiery eyes of those barbarian ancestors looking at him.

"Then what, what do you think of my idea?"

Imprius was slightly surprised.

He was quite used to being looked at with eager eyes.

He is the Archangel of Courage after all.

When the high-level heaven is normal, he often gets this look.

"Is there alcohol among the specialties of that high-level paradise?"

Cassius asked with red eyes.

Imprius froze for a moment.

"This is still available, although it may not be the same as the one you like.

But for you, no matter what kind of wine you can get drunk, right?

The only difference is probably whether the wine in the high-level heaven is spicy or not? "

Imprius gave the answer with some doubts.

"Then how are the special products of the high-level paradise sold?

Is it to dump angels among those churches in human cities?

Or is there some special place to go? "

Hylab asked with his mouth twisted.

He still doesn't feel very comfortable.

It was not easy to be choked by Cassius for a while before.

The strength Cassius used to find seven or eight garbage demons and tie them together was enough to directly strangle them to death.

"I haven't thought about that yet.

But if you don't mind, I can decide to open a small shop at the gate of the holy mountain?

Can you just go there to spend? "

Imprius said helplessly.

He almost forgot that each of these barbarians on the holy mountain counted as one, and they were all rich...

The piles of demons they killed are definitely enough to pile up a mountain of flesh and blood...

Correspondingly, the amount of gold coins in their hands is also the same...

"Then the souvenirs from the high-level paradise shouldn't be very expensive, right?

We guys are not fit to fight demons with young men.

I also don't want to have to have the cheek to rub the drinks of the juniors in a few years. "

Olongus sat cross-legged and asked.

Although this guy is weaker in melee combat, he is the most shameless type among the spirits of the ancestors.

The old general Qualkek, who was more shameless than him, had already left.

"As for weapons and equipment, they should be quite expensive, right?

But things like alcohol should be quite cheap.

After all, the things produced by the high-level heaven are somewhat restraining to the devil.

Using this thing as holy water is definitely more reliable than those guys in the local church. "

Imprius had other worries in his heart.

He was worried that if the high-level heaven really started to supply, such things as wine would not reach the hands of ordinary people at all.

But this is not a big problem, the big deal is to bottle and sell the spring water of the high-level paradise to ordinary people.

As long as the high-level paradise returns to normal, there will be as many things as spring water.

It’s really not possible, because Prius can also sell its own footwashing water...

The footwashing water contaminated with the breath of the Archangel of Courage can also pose a threat to low-level demons.

As long as there are no idiots to drink it...

"Shut up!

It's been years since you guys learned how to make wine.

Dead people just can't become stronger in strength, and it's not that they can't learn skills.

If you have the heart, let alone brewing wine.

Even textile embroidery should be learned! "

Gruchak pointed and pointed with his mouth curled up.

"So what did you Gruchak learn?"

Cassius grabbed his beard with one hand, and he was ready to spray directly.

"Learn nothing!"

Gruchak said confidently.

The ancestors around all set their eyes on Cassius.

It seems that he intends to hear how he sprays people.

"I can't fix your answer.

You haven't learned anything, where did you put on such a face? "

Cassius said this after a while.

The ancestors around were somewhat lost with naked eyes.

"Every time I come to Harrogose, I always feel that I don't fit in with you.

Is this my problem or yours? "

Imprius said something casually.

But at this time, no one paid him any attention.

All of them turned their attention back to Burkasso's beating of the first ancestor.

"Come on!

If you can't knock out his teeth with your fist, then put your hand into his mouth and break them! "

Cassius watched the excitement and shouted without fear of trouble.

"I bet a hundred punches!

Within a hundred punches, the first generation of ancestors will definitely lose their teeth!

Three bottles of wine! "

Hailab took out three bottles of wine from nowhere, pinched the mouth of the bottles with his fingers, and held them up high.

"I bet within fifty punches!

Follow three bottles! "

Olongus grinned in agreement.

As for whether or not...

Olongus himself felt uncertain.

His melee level is not as good as other ancestors.

Although it is considered top-notch among ordinary people.

But among the legendary ancestors of the barbarians, he was basically at the bottom.

But he himself gradually didn't care about it.

If there was a fight, Olongus would not be weaker than the other ancestors.

In the face of large-scale demons, he performed better than Cassius.

"Against the pressure of Olongus, you can make a profit without losing money!

More than fifty fists! Within a hundred punches!

Three bottles of wine! "

Hailab said casually.

He has faith in Olongus.

Also has confidence in Cassius.

So he gave an answer like this.

As for the barbarian's gambling, it's actually not very standard.

Their rule is winner takes all.

Whoever guesses correctly takes it all.

If two people guess correctly, then the two people will share the prize equally...

Simple and rude without using your brain.

There are no complicated rules to get addicted to.

"Damn you!"

The first generation ancestor swears again.

But that's actually quite elegant.

This means that the other party's mother did not teach the child well, so the child's lack of quality makes people angry.

Compared with other swear words, this sentence is already considered elegant.

"ha?"

Bulkelso snorted coldly.

Then directly covered the mouth of the first ancestor with the palm of his left hand.

The right fist smashed hard on his left hand.

This blow does not increase the lethality of the fist.

But it can effectively increase the discomfort of the opponent...

This thing is similar to the feeling of hitting someone with a cloth dipped in water, maybe?

"Woo woo woo~"

The first ancestor was still humming.

Bulkelso's fist continued to smash down.

"The teeth of the ancestors of the first generation will fall out when I press more than a hundred punches."

Kotuer spoke slowly, and only joined the bet at this time.

"You're taking advantage! I won't take your bet!"

Cassius said cursingly.

The direct destructive power of Bulkelso's muffled fist is not very good.

It takes a lot of effort to knock out the teeth of the first generation of ancestors with this kind of fist.

"Courtour's usual slow reaction before was just to take advantage of the gamble?

I always feel that this guy didn't respond slowly when fighting? "

Olongus walked to Hylab's side and whispered.

"how could I know?

Whether he reacts quickly does not affect him killing the demon.

Why should I care about this?

You should be Cassius for this kind of question.

Cassius is a barbarian of the same generation as Kurtur.

Didn't you just team up with Cassius?

You go ask him! "

Hailab said angrily.

By the way, he gave Olongus a big white eye.

Imprius felt a little helpless watching this scene.

Sometimes he really couldn't understand what the nephalem were thinking.

The nephalem that he couldn't understand the most were barbarians besides mages.

The two ways of thinking are basically incomprehensible to outsiders.

One is too complicated, one is too simple...

No one can figure out the complicated one.

The simple one is so simple that no one will believe it...

Imprius is now gradually getting used to this way of getting along, with a relaxed smile on his face.

The way barbarians get along with each other is even more frank than that of archangels.

This feeling made Imprius feel at home.

As long as you can pay attention not to let yourself become a sand sculpture.

There are serious ones among the savages, too, who prove that the sand sculptures are not contagious.

At least the intensity of the infection is controllable...

And since Prius won't be permanently stationed in Harrogath, it shouldn't be a big deal to come to have some fun once in a while.

① Players do not have this ability, but monsters do.