The Dark Barbarian Arrives in American Comics

"Okay, let's stop talking about old times here. I think there must be something wrong with you coming to this place that is not very friendly to angels."

Warusk raised his head and glanced at Dieche.

Warusk was willing to give his friendly attitude towards this angel with whom he had a good relationship.

"There are some things I want to ask you about, but I'm a little embarrassed to go to Bulcaisuo." Dies smiled.

He had no friendship with Bulcasso.

"Then let's talk about it. If it's not something too extreme, maybe I can help you solve it."

Warusk understood Diesh's thoughts and simply agreed directly.

Although Diesh is a somewhat idealistic angel, he is still measured in his actions. At least he will not ask the barbarians to immediately destroy the Burning Hell.

"Well, I want to know what you think of Leoric. You know I don't like that guy very much."

Dieche asked.

"This question... although my opinion does not represent Bulqueso's attitude, there is one thing I can assure you.

Bulcaisel also doesn't want Leoric to exist in his current form, even if I don't know when he plans to solve this problem.

But someone has said that Bulcasso is impatient, so this time shouldn’t be too long.”

Warusk said.

Diesh just nodded after hearing this.

He only asked this question to make sure he knew what he was doing. It was not an easy task to urge the barbarians to do something.

Although barbarians rarely procrastinate, they don't like others to dictate their affairs.

"Then the second question is, if I plan to establish contact with the humans in this world, um, or give them a way to cultivate Templars and Paladins. Will you attack the angels directly?"

Dieche asked.

Although both the Templars and Paladins need some Nephalem blood, this matter is not that difficult to solve.

But the current attitude of the nephalem is the most important part. If the nephalem don't agree, Diesh will give up this idea.

When the Templars and Paladins are not corrupted, they are also one of the protective umbrellas of mankind.

At least when facing demons, they all have enough fighting power to kill them.

"If it were me, I would have no objection. But I still suggest you ask Bulcasso and Li Min.

Bulcasso is on the Holy Mountain. As for Li Min, you have to find her traces yourself.

As for the opinions of Yin Na, Vera and Nazbo, they won’t be too important.”

Warusk gave his own answer.

This is also true. If Bulkesso and Li Min agree with Diesh's idea, then the other Nephalem and others will try to persuade him.

If it were the other way around, the problem would be that there would be no possibility of success.

"Actually, I just want to catch up with you. I know there is no value in asking you these two questions."

Dieche smiled.

Frankness is his greatest strength and the biggest reason for those who hate him.

Although this guy is a nice guy, he is not the kind of "person" that humans are used to seeing.

He never realizes that there is anything good about being a human being, and naturally he doesn't learn much about how humans get along with each other.

Therefore, most of the Nephalem who have a good relationship with him have a direct personality like Volusk.

"Go away, go to Bulcasso with your Duanjue, and tell him that I owe him a favor."

Warusk said.

"I haven't told you about this yet."

Dieche looked a little surprised.

"Although I am not an excellent blacksmith, as an excellent warrior I can see that your weapon needs repairing.

It seems that Leoric didn’t feel well when you gave him that blow.”

Warusk showed a happy smile.

He didn't like Leoric, and although he had a certain degree of respect for Leoric, there was no conflict with his dislike of him.

"Of course it won't feel better. The part of the immortal being that is neither alive nor dead has been activated by my slash. The feeling is a bit unimaginable for me."

Dieche smiled happily.

It seemed that Warusk's words made him feel like he was being praised.

"As for the favor you owe Burquesso, I will ask him if he can let me repay it myself," Dieche said.

"It's not clear what I owe him for a long time. You'd better thank me for my help." Warusk waved his hand.

"So see you next time? By the way, please be careful with Masa Yin'er, I'm sure he might have been targeting you a long time ago."

After Dieche finished speaking, he left here directly to find Bulkesso.

"Massa Yin'er is targeting me? Impossible. The power of death is just a tool for him. He is not the kind of guy who cares about whether the tool is complete. As long as he can be used to complete the plan, it is enough."

Warusk muttered to himself.

"But the tool was not easy to use and almost killed him, and a complete death could kill him completely."

The voice of the first generation ancestors emerged again!

"Can't you give me some time to prepare before you speak?" Warusk said with a sideways glance.

Although the first generation ancestors could not see his eyes at this time.

"What hint are you going to ask me to give you? Is it a ding or something else?"

The first generation ancestor said angrily.

"Forget it, do whatever you want. At worst, I will sit on the throne without saying a word as before. Anyway, they should be almost used to me like this."

Warusk said and pointed to the outside of the Elders' Temple with his chin.

"I'm afraid you won't do this. You have been placed in the Temple of the Elders like a puppet for so many years. How can you go back to that time?"

The first generation ancestor said with evil intentions.

"It's just loneliness. I've long been used to it," Warusk said.

This time the first ancestor didn't say anything.

Loneliness is one of the mortal enemies of life.

The first generation ancestor also felt this deeply. After losing most of his brothers, sisters and his lover, he had had enough of loneliness.

It's just that he can only try to get used to loneliness, but he has never been able to get used to the company of only loneliness.

"Warusk, you are used to the loneliness of a hammer."

Talik's voice came from outside the door of the Elder's Temple.

He didn't leave, he just stayed outside. Just like Kharab waited until Rasma left before leaving, Talik waited until Diesh left before he planned to leave.

"The Ronin Begins with Douluo"

But after Dies left, he was just about to come in and say hello to Warusk when his attention was attracted by the conversation between Warusk and the first ancestor.

"Fuck you!"

Warusk couldn't help but curse when he saw Talik walking in carelessly and arrogantly.

"I'm warning you, just because I can't beat you doesn't mean that others can't beat you. Believe it or not, I'll call Bulcasso over to beat you?"

Tarik said in a bad tone.

"That's all you have! If you have the guts, come up and challenge me!"

Warusk was so angry that he slapped the armrest of his throne!

"Single challenge? Why?" Tarik said with a strong sense of malice.

He knew that this fight couldn't start, and the most it would be was just a few words.

This guy Warusk doesn't have the power to take action casually now, although the work of sorting out the energy of the Holy Mountain fell to the first generation ancestors.

But as the insurance company, Warusk cannot act casually.

If he just cursed, Tarik didn't think he would lose.

"I'm probably the only person in the world, besides Massa Yin'er, who can possibly let you see Madoc."

Warusk said with a grin.

This time it was Talik's turn to be silent.

He knew that such a thing was unlikely, but he still couldn't help but believe the other party.

"You and I both know that Maddock completely exploded his soul and won a brilliant ending to his career."

Although Tarik said dejected words, there was inevitably some hope in his tone.

Even though what Warusk said was not to bring Maddock back, but to allow him to see Maddock again.

"But you can still see the shadow of him fighting in the secret realm, right? Let's put it this way, there is a picture of him in my secret realm. Do you want to go and see it?"

Warusk said this.

Then Tarik's face turned the color of pig liver in an instant!

"If I want to see his shadow, why don't I go to my own secret realm!?"

Tarik roared with deep anger, but still with some expectation.

He felt more and more that Warusk in front of him might really have the ability to allow him to meet Madoc.

If he couldn't do this, Volusk wouldn't make such a bad joke.

"But I left behind a little bit of his consciousness, which he gave me at the time.

He said that I would leave it to you to take a look at at an appropriate time. Of course, it was only to the extent that we could meet and talk.

It will dissipate after that.”

Warusk did not continue to sell out.

"So the consciousness he left behind in you probably doesn't know what happened next."

Tarik said very quietly.

"Yes, that consciousness can only know what happened before he did this, but don't forget, he is a battle prophet. Maybe he already knows his own ending?"

Warusk said.

It's just that what he said was just random guessing.

If Mardoc left his will after coming to this world, then what Warusk said might still be true.

Because at this time the fate of this world has gradually been connected with the angel of destiny Inaris.

But before, Madoc could only see the possible fate.

"I will bring Korik to visit you later. I just hope that we will not end up running wild in your secret realm."

Talik still gave in.

"You can do it at any time. After all, this is what I promised him. Now you have almost calmed down, especially after giving the initiator a good repair."

Warusk's words also gave a nod to the first generation of ancestors.

Only this time, the first ancestor didn't say anything.

He had no intention of speaking out about being beaten up.

You can't come forward now and talk about how you felt physically and mentally when you were beaten, right?

…

At this time, Dieche found Bulcasso, who was heating the stove in the blacksmith shop in Rasuk.

"Angel Dieche, I remember your legend."

As soon as Diesh walked into the blacksmith workshop in Rasuk, he heard the figure of Burqessor.

Even though Bulcasso didn't turn around to look at him, he still recognized his identity.

"Although I guess you Nephalem remember the legendary equipment more clearly than our names, you didn't even take a look."

Dieche said with some surprise.

"I just noticed that you were carrying that big bag of angel feathers. I have a good relationship with Imprius. He said that you are the only guy who can collect the feathers of lower-level angels who died in battle."

Bulcasso forcefully stuffed a few pieces of charcoal into the stove, and then sighed.

"Charcoal seems to be a little less interesting than natural gas," Bulquesso said.

When I was at the blacksmith shop in New York, although he would add charcoal and coal to the stove, natural gas was really useful.

"So, when will you be able to get some S.H.I.E.L.D. guys to supply natural gas to the Holy Mountain of Harrogath?" Rasuk said on the side.

Bulcaisel hesitated for a moment, he still knew that this kind of project was not easy to do.

How to supply natural gas to a mountain high enough? Build such a pipeline just so that a few blacksmiths can heat up the furnace faster?

This is a bit boring no matter how you look at it.

"Diesh, leave your disconnection to me. It won't take much time to just repair it."

Bulqueso turned to Dieche and stretched out his hand.

He still decided to pretend that he had not heard Rasuk's question. This kind of question was really difficult to answer.

"Well, I owe you a favor." Dieche said as he took off Duanli from his waist and handed it to Bulkesso.

He didn't use Volusk's face, he was an angel, and he was a noble angel according to human standards.

At this time, he can't ask his friend to ask him to pay for it himself.

"It's not necessary. It's not a big deal. It's just maintenance of weapons."

Bulqueso glanced at Dieche.

Although Bulquesso didn't have much favorable impression of Dieche, he didn't have any bad feelings either.

As for the fact that Dies gave Leoric a hard blow before, he knew about it, but he didn't care much about it.

Leoric's recovery ability was beyond imagination, and it was Dieche who was defeated and killed at that time.

If he had to worry about this matter, Bulqueso himself would feel a little awkward.

Bulkesso has done a lot of things like repairing weapons.

This time I got the original Legendary Severance in person, which is also a kind of gain.

At least Bulcasso was able to incorporate the legendary power of severance into it when he forged weapons for himself.

This is already a very generous reward.

In particular, the separation itself is a legend that is very consistent with the authority of the death rules. The strange effect of making the enemy die without a whole body may be very helpful to the weapons that Bulcasso prepared for himself.

In this way, it is impossible to say who owes whom a favor.

Bulcasso casually grabbed the gold coins from his backpack and threw them directly into the utensils on the stove.

These gold coins contain unique power. Although they were dropped from demons, there are still some traces of vitality in them.

When repairing equipment, the blacksmith needs a lot of money. In fact, it is not entirely a labor expense, but also a consumption of materials.

"If possible, could you help me drill a hole in the break and set it with a flawless royal emerald?"

Dieche asked.

"Okay, just give me one of those angel feathers you brought. I just want a gift."

Bulqueso said.

This is an additional condition. It is not too much to ask for a little reward in exchange for a top-grade emerald.

"If you need it, I'll give it to you."

Dieche nodded.

He respects Bulcasso, after all, the powerful demons killed by Bulcasso have surpassed many outstanding angels.

Out of respect for this achievement, Dieche was also willing to give Bulquesso a feather.

Those angels who died in battle should also be happy to see this happen.

"I was careless. Those angels who died in battle were all heroes." Bulcaisuo pondered for a moment before saying.

It's a bit disrespectful to use the last legacy of these heroes as reward.

"You are a very good angel. If you were not an angel, you might have many Nephalem friends."

Bulqueso couldn't help but say one more thing.

It was a harmless test, if Dies was willing to try being a human being, Bulcaisso would treat him like his best friend.

"I like the feeling of being an angel. Although it may be good for me to experience everything about human beings, I still like being an angel."

Dieche undoubtedly rejected Burquesso.

He liked the higher heavens and his years as an angel.

"Ding dong!"

There was a somewhat violent hammering sound, and Bulcaisuo used a forging hammer to knock over the container containing the gold coin solution. The golden metal liquid directly covered the break.

Ordinarily, the flame would not have such a high temperature, but Bulcaisuo used his anger and melted the gold coins in an instant.

"winter!"

Bulcaisel's forging hammer hit the Disjunction, and sparks flew everywhere!

The molten metal seemed to be absorbed by the disconnection, and there was not even a trace left.

"Accept it, a gift from a nephalem to a noble angel. When you kill demons, not only will their corpses be broken into pieces, but their corpses will also be completely burned by the wrath of the barbarians."

Bulcaisso solemnly handed the separation back to Dieche.

This is Bulcaisel's latest mastery of blacksmithing.

In order to forge the most powerful legend for himself, he has been thinking about how to add power to the legend for a long time.

This is the inspiration and direction obtained from Kanai's Magic Box, and Bulqueso said that this inspiration and direction have been fully realized.

Dieche will like it, because this does not change the essence of his legend, but in fact enhances it.

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