The Dark Barbarian Arrives in American Comics

It didn’t take long for preparations to begin for the celebration.

 As the first new festival for barbarians in countless years, these ancestors were quite happy about it.

 As for when the bones and weapons on the ground will be covered again, no one cares.

No one has paid much attention to these things for hundreds or thousands of years. Even the cleaning people rarely show up for hundreds of years, so everything on the ground will just let nature take its course.

 “I said, what are you going to do with these young people?”

 Worusk felt a little bored looking at Bulcaisel who was always sitting there.

 So I found a topic and asked it quickly.

“Let them all go to the secret realm one by one, and then find a way for Old General Qualkek to figure out how to make those ordinary people stronger.”

Burkasso slapped the back of his head, and Andariel's startled voice made him feel a little irritated.

“What do you think? If you really plan to let Imperial go, then why did you bring the power of courage with you at the last moment?

 Don't tell me that the Prius won't be hurt, because even if I were alive, I wouldn't be able to catch it easily, and don't tell me about the Prius guy."

Worusk is a little curious. These guys all understand Bulkesso's thoughts, but no one is a roundworm in another person's stomach.

 What Bulkesso thinks, both Volusk and Leiko are very concerned about.

“The high-level heaven is coming soon, and those archangels will soon get the source of power. Do you think Prius can go further? Now that he is half a human being, the upper limit of archangels can no longer lock him.”

Burkeso explained, frowning slightly.

 Of course he doesn't like this approach, but it is very necessary.

 There is no connection between the Archangel and the Demon King of Hell? Who would believe it?

Isreal, that bastard who values ​​balance in everything, and the pure but scheming Imprius are the guys most likely to be connected to the Demon King of Hell.

 Compared to these two bastards, Tyrell doesn’t have that IQ.

 And Malthael is too arrogant, and he arrogantly chooses to bear everything on his own. Even if there is a connection between Malthael and the Demon King of Hell, it will not be equal.

It is more likely that a certain hell demon has been manipulated by him.

“The road ahead will probably be easier for you.”

Worusk glanced not far away, and then rushed out before he could finish what he said.

He saw Madoc and Luke smoking strong liquor from the ground, which he had hidden.

 The snow on the ground has melted, and many ancestors’ treasures have been exposed to the sight of others.

This is quite fatal. After all, no one wants to find out after a celebration that their treasure has become shared, and then not a single hair is left.

 “Is the road ahead going to be easy?”

Bulkessor muttered. He felt that what Warusk said was not a good thing.

“Is this bastard saying that I won’t have to think about this if I succeed? Or is he saying that I’m not far from death?”

Burkeso jumped up in shame and casually grabbed the killer monkey that just passed by.

 The killer monkey holds an earthen jar in his hand, which seems to be one of Orak's few treasures.

“Skin monkey, give this jar back to Orak, otherwise if he beats you all over the mountain, no one will stop him.”

Burkeso pulled off the killer monkey’s head and said seriously.

 Aurac has a bad temper, and what he said is likely to happen.

 After all, Orak didn’t have many treasures, and those times were too difficult.

 “Zhizhizhi!”

 The Killer Monkey shouted dissatisfied, earning a strange look from Bulqueso.

"Little monkey, the body I forged for you has been processed. You can speak human language."

 “I~forgot!”

 The killer monkey made a sharp sound and struggled dissatisfiedly.

“What do you think of Matthew? Asking you to be his partner shouldn’t bury you.”

Burkeso put the killer monkey on the ground, and then took out a bottle of fruit wine from his backpack.

 It is quite appropriate to exchange it for the wine in the killer monkey's hand. Since monkeys like fruits, there should be no problem.

 The killer monkey stretched out his furry hand and took the bottle Bulqueso gave him, rolling his eyes.

 “I kicked him when he was walking. You know, he is a blind man.”

 The Killer Monkey's words are still somewhat intermittent, and talking is quite a novel experience for a monkey.

Even though this monkey may have a higher IQ than Luke.

"Who do you mean you want to follow? Don't even think about it, Rorschach. I think he may not have time to serve you."

Burkeso knocked on his forehead. After all, finding a comrade-in-arms is similar to getting married. At least you need to have a good relationship.

This is not the kind of relationship where the melon is not sweet but it quenches thirst.

Comrades must trust each other, otherwise failure to cooperate may lead to danger.

“Even Luke is a little better than Matthew. Luke is at least simpler. Matthew has a lot of twists and turns in his heart. I always feel that he is not candid.”

 The killer monkey scratched himself as if trying to find lice, but quickly gave up.

 The reborn Killer Monkey has regained some of its instincts as a monkey, but his body is made of various materials and lice will not come to it to starve.

“Do you think frankness means being full of foul language and saying whatever you want? Maybe that is a kind of frankness, but that is not the correct way to communicate with people.

I think it won’t be long before you get tired of Luke, after all I usually call that rude.”

Burkeso once again tries to convince Killer Monkey.

 When two guys who are not very peaceful get together, conflicts are inevitable.

 It’s like no one likes the fact that the guy they see most often is not much different from themselves.

This kind of friendship will be immersed in an atmosphere of congeniality at the beginning of the relationship, but this kind of friendship can also easily break down.

 Especially when we get along day and night.

 On the contrary, if two people are completely dissimilar, the friendship may last longer.

"To put it bluntly, I'm just a pet. All I can do is tell my 'master' where something appears. I'm just a monkey. Don't expect me to play any role in the battle.

.”

 The killer monkey made a face and left with two bottles of wine.

 He is going to return Orak's collection to the big guy who is stronger than a bear. As for Matthew, he can try to get along with him.

 At least Matthew is not cruel and has a stable income and a decent job.

The certificate for raising a monkey is relatively easy for a lawyer to obtain, but the killer monkey does not intend to stay on the sacred mountain forever.

 Although he is a monkey, he is also a legend in the industry along with killers such as Night Stalker and Cross.

 It is not a problem to support yourself.

"It depends on when Luke will understand the function of the pendant, but the boy still doesn't understand. Madoc won't even remind him!"

Burkeso made a wound on his arm, and then drank a gulp of blood from the bottle.

 He cared for Luke and Matthew more than the other recruits, and he had no intention of hiding this.

 After all, among the barbarian recruits on the Holy Mountain, these two have the purest aura.

 Rorschach’s talent means that he doesn’t need too much help. As for Jessica and Rumlow, at least that will only happen after they can recognize themselves from their past sins.

 As for Bruce Wayne, that kid hasn’t appeared in front of Bulcasso for a long time.

 Ever since returning home, it seems that I have been busy fighting crime every day.

Last time, Bulcasso heard from Korik that the boy broke the spine of a villain named Bain, which made Bulcaisso a little irritated.

 For the villain, killing him directly is the best option.

 Looking back to the shore? The tombstones of the victims on the shore are still being looked at one by one.

Just like Rumlow, Bulcaisel would not have given him a chance if not for the guarantees made by Talik and Mocott.

 Without a strong enough guarantee, who will be responsible if the villain does another evil deed?

If Rumlow planned to do something bad, Tarik could appear behind him the next moment and rip off his head.

 This is a strong guarantee.

There is no waiting part in the whole process. When evil thoughts arise, everything is over and there will be no more victims.

 …

“I said Rumlow, you went back just to take this puppy to the Holy Mountain?”

Luke was sitting on a stone and talking, while Jessica was applying the potion on the back of Luke's head.

 Madoc’s series of slaps made the back of Luke’s head rise a lot, just like Dr. Stern’s brain enlargement problem.

As he spoke, Luke turned his head and glanced at Tony Stark, who was being whipped around in mid-air by Banal, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Barnar is worthy of the title of berserker, and his violent posture made Luke feel dizzy just looking at him.

“I remembered that Bulcaisel likes to raise dogs, and the sacred mountain of Harrogas is very high, so I specially chose this puppy that lives in cold areas.”

 Rumlow followed Luke's gaze and glanced at Tony's miserable condition, and said with some unbearability.

"Don't worry, Banal is sensible, and after I forged it, the armor is trustworthy."

Lasuk said casually, then looked at the puppies running all over the mountain, and continued with a strange expression:

“This dog looks very handsome, but have you figured out how to eat this guy?”

“What? Don’t Bulkesso keep dogs as pets?”

 Rumlow was a little surprised, and then his expression changed when he turned his head:

"Maybe it will be roasted. After all, I have never seen such a big pot on the Holy Mountain."

 “I hope it can be grilled to taste better, but has anyone really eaten husky?”

Luke said hesitantly as he looked at the husky holding a broken leg bone and chewing on it.

The person who broke the bone will be adapting to the weightless environment in mid-air. No one can guarantee whether Banal will do anything to the dog...

“Banar probably won’t do anything to this dog. After all, he is the most loving person on the holy mountain who loves small animals.”

Madoc glanced at Luke sideways and said nothing.

 The ancestors of barbarians and the ancestors of druids are brothers, and barbarians are quite friendly to animals.

 And Banal is the friendliest to small animals on the Holy Mountain...

Although he also eats meat, this does not prevent him from being responsible for breeding on the Holy Mountain at first.

Although he always had to fight with Banal every time he killed an animal to eat meat... But every time he ate meat, Banal would always eat thirty or forty kilograms with tears in his eyes.

 According to him, he worked hard to raise him as a son. If he didn't eat more, he always felt sorry for his "son" who worked so hard to grow so delicious.

Madoc watched Jessica slowly apply the potion to Luke, and he felt a little full.

 At that time, he came directly to the Holy Mountain at the call of his ancestors, and there was no news about his wife and children.

 “I can’t see that at all.”

 Rumlow said hesitantly.

Then the sound of Tony falling to the ground reached the ears of those present.

 “Rasuk, your craftsmanship is still so superb, this kid didn’t even faint!”

Banal’s enthusiastic voice came, followed immediately by a “fuck!”

He had already seen the husky holding his thigh bone and gnawing at it continuously. Although the bone was very hard, it would not have broken if Tony had not stepped on the crack.

But seeing his leg bones covered in dog saliva still made him feel shocked.

“Well, I think we should try to stop Ancestor Banar. At least chewing bones seems to be a dog’s nature..."

 Rumlow stood up hesitantly and stood between Banal and the husky.

　　Barnar walked over quickly, and then pushed Rumlow to the ground.

Hurrying towards the husky.

The husky heard the noise, then raised his head, whimpered and wagged his tail at Banal.

But his two front feet hid Banal's leg bones under his body, and he kept gnawing on them.

Banaar has been dead for hundreds of years, but there is some energy that he once retained in the leg bones.

If this husky can really chew off that bone, it may create an extraordinary dog.

It just seems now that the destructive power of the Husky is still a little inferior when facing the skeletons of barbarians.

“Madoc, did you really mean what you said before? Balnar wouldn’t do anything to that dog?”

 Luke swallowed and said.

 Then I heard Banal’s hearty laughter.

“What a dog! What a dog! There are so many bones that are focused on my leg bones at a glance. You are really discerning!”

Banaer had already walked to the side of the husky and squatted down with his body that was a little short compared to other ancestors.

Barnaer is 1.93 meters tall. Compared to Maddock and Bulcaisel, they are a bit smaller.

But squatting next to a husky puppy is still too big.

The huge and rough palm gently rubbed the husky's head. The little dog bit Banal's palm with some dissatisfaction, but the immature little teeth did not make even an indentation.

“What a dog! He actually dared to bite me in front of me! That’s great! You have to be so smart! When you see Koutur, you must run fast! That guy likes to eat meat the most.

Those little guys I raised before were just too stupid. They dared to approach Koutul when they saw him coming. None of them dared to give Koutul a slap in the face."

　　Barnar picked up the little husky, taking his own bones with him.

“Slap? Well, what did ancestor Banar raise before?”

 Rumlow got up from the ground, dusted himself off and asked.

　What animal can slap someone?

 “Great beasts, and bears.”

Madoc raised his eyes and gave Rumlow a deep look.

"Let me tell you, those bears and huge beasts are not too stupid. Those guys are probably much smarter than the idiots over there. Of course, they may also be much stronger than you."

Madoc paused for a moment, as if he was thinking about something, and then continued.

 “When Koutul was bored, he would practice wrestling with those guys, so those little animals would come to Koutul.”

 Rumlow suddenly felt a chill.

 He has seen huge beasts in the secret realm.

That monster caused him a lot of suffering.

 “You call those things ‘little animals’?”

 Rumlow felt his body tremble a little.

“Yes, those are small animals. Banal’s breeding is top-notch. God knows how he does it. Every small animal he raises is chewy and stronger than those growing in the wild.”

Madoc licked his lips, as if he was reminiscing.

"Little pup, I will show you the person later. You have to remember that the guy named Koutur is not a good person. You must run far away when you see him. And no matter what he teases you, you will

Don't go there, he will always throw the cute little guy to the ground hard."

Barnar held the little husky and whispered softly, as if telling a story to a child.

 The whole face has softened a lot.

 “I said, are you talking bad about me again!?”

　　Cotur's voice suddenly sounded, and Banal's body trembled violently, as if he had been caught doing something bad.

Hurrying, he hid the little husky behind his back and stood up with a very unnatural smile on his face.

“No, I didn’t say anything bad about you. Who doesn’t know that you are the most powerful person on the Holy Mountain? Who dares to say something bad about you?”

 Banal said a little nervously, and he began to sweat visibly on his forehead.

The ancestors on the Holy Mountain would subconsciously exclude Bulcaisuo when discussing strength. That guy is already the strongest and does not need to be discussed.

“I seem to hear you talking about breeding? Did I hear it wrong?”

　　Cotur twisted his head, and a series of noises came from his completely invisible neck.

This guy is built like a human-shaped bear, and his arms are so thick that he can never reach his back.

 The neck is wrapped by muscles, and the muscles on the shoulders are directly connected to the back of the head.

 The belt around the waist is shining with orange light.

The name of that belt is called ‘Kutul’s Belt’, because people who don’t know him always say that he relies on that belt to have such great power.

 So after this belt became a legend, it had no other attributes worth paying attention to except a large increase in strength.

 Following Kotur's question, Banal's body began to tremble again.

 The shadow left by the past was so serious that Banal completely forgot that it was impossible for a dog to wrestle with Kotur.

Even the silverback gorilla may not have as much muscular strength as Kotul.

Koutuer, who was able to crushes hammers with surnames, was too exaggerated.

 “Woooo~woof!”

The little husky cried out loudly, and the bone in his mouth fell to the ground with a crack.

 Then Kotur's face began to change rapidly, and then he put on a mask of pain as if he felt sick.

 “Ugh~ I really didn’t expect you to be so cruel! Ugh~”

Kutul vomited loudly, but nothing came out of his soul body's stomach.

“I asked you why the guys you raised are all stronger than the wild ones. It turns out that you fed them with your own bones! How on earth did you eat so much meat? Don’t you feel disgusted!”

Cotur stretched out a trembling finger and pointed at Banal in front of him, and then bent down.

 Banal suddenly thought of something, held the little husky in front of him, picked up his own bones and stuffed them into the dog's mouth.

“Yes, you saw it too, I only have this bone left, so don’t bother him any more! These little animals have inherited my blood and bones!”

Banaar put the husky on Couture's face like he was holding the Lion King, and roared loudly.

 The face of Rumlow on one side also looked quite ugly.

“Don’t worry, that’s not how they were fed before. No one would be crazy enough to feed small animals the bones of their fellow humans. This puppy was just an accident.”

 Talik appeared and said angrily.

 When Banal shouted out the previous sentence, he almost spit it out.

 Hell, if he hadn't remembered that Banal had always made feed from the spring water of Paradise, he might not have been able to help but go up and beat Banal upright.

Except for Volusk and Leiko, the ancestors of the Holy Mountain, no matter how powerful they were in life, it would be impossible for them to defeat the three gatekeepers one-on-one after death.

The reason why Prius always scorns Bulcaisuo for the Heavenly Spring Water is because their ancestors always steal some of the Heavenly Spring Water secretly.

These are all hidden from Bulcaisuo and are little secrets among the ancestors.

"Banaar, that's enough! If you continue to disgust us, believe it or not, you will have to spend today's banquet lying in front of the gate of the Holy Mountain!"

Madoc roared roughly, picking up the sadness in his hand and trying to chop it.

  Natasha and Hawkeye, who were watching silently not far away, had strange smiles on their faces, while Steve was a little embarrassed.

After seeing the somewhat unexpected way of life among our ancestors, I could only choose to remain silent for a while.

“Forget it, if you raise anything else, I will never take another bite! Damn it! Ugh~”

Coturtus' body became a little unreal, the impact was a bit too great.

Outside the Holy Mountain, a huge bird-man dragging an emaciated figure appeared in the distance.

 From a distance, it looks like a large bird that has successfully hunted.

　　Cotur looked up, then spit on the ground and turned around and walked that way.

 Because the constant retching had exhausted his physical strength, he was a little dazzled.

 He planned to eat some fresh meat for today’s banquet.

 At least he plans to eat the frozen meat.

The barbarian is celebrating his first festival besides the festival. He wants to live a better life, and fresh prey is his new goal.

“Little guy, I saved your life.”

Barnar held the little husky in his hands and rocked it gently, his gesture was much gentler than taking care of a child.

“I asked, if I wear a bearskin, will I be treated with tenderness by the ancestors of Banar?”

Luke said softly.

“Then you need to make sure that the first person you see after coming to the Holy Mountain is not Koutul, otherwise you may be dragged into wrestling by him.”

Madoc said angrily:

“What happened to the iron can before, if you put it in the hands of Kotur, even the armor forged by Rasuq will not be able to save you.”

“Wait until next week. Next week I will buy you a puppet costume. You can show me how to wear it.”

Jessica kept Luke's head and whispered.

 Next week is an important appointment.

 At that time, she can get to know the purple man who gave her countless nightmares.

 Luke will be with her when the time comes, whether in life or in death.

 Jessica’s words made Steve feel a little uncomfortable.

 About next week's battle, he has heard about it from others.

This noble guy still has a hard time accepting SHIELD's breach of contract.

This is not only SHIELD's breach of contract, but also his failure to fulfill his promise to Jessica.

“Can I join that fight? It would be a remiss of me, so I want to do my part.”

 Steve said calmly.

 Taking one's own responsibilities is one of his creeds, and Steve will never shirk responsibility.

 “Thank you for your kindness, we will win.”

Luke opened his eyes wide and looked at Steve seriously as he said this.

 This is a matter between him and Jessica, and this is also the head he found that is most suitable as a trophy.

Luke is determined to win and kill the long-dead Purple Man to prove to Orak that he can protect Jessica.

"If, I mean if. You need my strength, no matter what it is, I will do my best to help you."

  Steve made this promise after a moment of silence.

 Although he did not mention any limitation of "not violating conscience and justice", this is his trust in the barbarians.

 The barbarian is righteous, as he has already determined in previous encounters.

Even if the conditions proposed by Jessica and Luke may go against his creed, he is prepared.

 This is the debt he owes.

 The nobility of human nature sometimes violates the rules.

This does not mean that this person’s humanity is not noble enough, nor can he use “nobleness” as an excuse to avoid punishment.

 But Steve was prepared, including the punishment part.

 “Banner!”

A scream came from the direction where Koutul left, attracting the attention of others.

Because of the retching before, Koutur couldn't see clearly that the guy flying in the sky was a less human-like person.

 So he jumped up high and grabbed Betty Ross's wings.

 Because of his sudden appearance, Betty Ross was frightened, so she accidentally let go of her paw.

 “What the hell? Isn’t this a big bird?”

Cotur grabbed Betty Rose's wings and landed heavily on the ground. After realizing that the bird in his hand was not a big bird, he carefully made protective movements.

 After all, he had no intention of killing innocent people.

"Hulk!"

 Banner transformed into the Hulk the moment he landed and roared.

 Then he launched a direct charge towards Kotur.

The Hulk, who is 2.29 meters tall and has a thick body, makes him look one size larger than Couture, so he successfully attracted Couture's attention.

 “Ugh! You’re not one of Banal’s secretly breeding things, are you?”

Kultur questioned and directly pinched the Hulk's arm.

He has not seen an opponent who can wrestle for a long time. The barbarian ancestors of the Holy Mountain are too familiar with each other, and wrestling can no longer bring anything new to Kotur.

 The sudden appearance of the Hulk gave him a rare interest.

Although this guy has a little bit of evil in him, he is generally a good person.

 So Couture planned to play slowly for a while.

 “What is that?”

Because Kotur called Banal's name, Banal turned his head and glanced, and then his attention was attracted.

There is something about the Hulk that is familiar to all savages.

 Angry!

 “Woooooo~”

The little husky let out a series of wails as if its tail had been bitten.

 All the bones in his mouth fell to the ground.

“Good dog, don’t be afraid! I’m here, no one can bully you! I said so!”

Banaar's curiosity about the Hulk was immediately dispelled.

There are a lot of savages here, and a mere Hulk is not a threat.

Besides, he has no responsibility to guard the gate of the Holy Mountain, and the Hulk did not cause any damage to the Holy Mountain.

“Hulk? Why is this guy here?”

 Natasha's face became less pretty.

 There is a lot of news about the Hulk in S.H.I.E.L.D., and the damage caused by this big guy is not a lot at all.

 Fortunately, Hulk doesn't seem to have much interest in killing, so SHIELD doesn't pay special attention to this big guy.

Except for the military people who are always chasing the Hulk, no one else would bother to find this big guy who explodes immediately.

"Hulk? I remember that the guy named Abomination seemed to be shouting this name all the time?"

Luke carefully pulled his head out of Jessica's arms, then stood up and looked at her from a distance.

 “Someone go call General Ross? He seems to be chasing the Hulk all the time.”

Hawkeye said a little weirdly that they knew that General Ross was on the Holy Mountain.

 Rose is now accepting corrections from the old general Qualkek.

　　　Seems to have become a lot more honest.

As for what old General Qualkek planned, no one asked.

 After all, he is also a stubborn old man. If he has someone he likes, other people's opinions cannot influence his thoughts.

“I suddenly felt that we haven’t contacted Nick Fury for a long time.”

Steve rubbed his shield and said a little awkwardly.

 Compared to Natasha and Hawkeye, who have become barbarians, he is a foreigner.

 But he unknowingly regarded the Holy Mountain of Harrogas as his home, and he did not know how to send magic back.

“It seems so, but I don’t want to deal with that guy. Every day is an endless task, and every time I go to some places that are not important at all. How many things do I have to do to gain the trust of that black-hearted bastard?”

Natasha took out a bottle of vodka and poured it into her mouth.

 She has already drunk Cassius, not because of his alcohol capacity, but because Cassius is also a barbarian with few treasures.

Cassius, who was active in the same era as Orac, would certainly not have many treasures.

"I am on vacation."

Hawkeye spoke concisely and concisely.

 Then he set his sights on Tony on the ground.

Tony Stark is quite a curious guy for Hawkeye.

 Of course he would not look down upon the lifestyle of wealthy people, but he could not say he envied it either.

 After all, he already had a family.

“That green guy is quite interesting, but he doesn’t seem to be mentally mature?”

Madoc glanced at the two guys wrestling and said with profound meaning.

The Hulk's power is getting stronger little by little, which is a very interesting thing.

 And Kotur seems to be enjoying it, liberating his own power bit by bit.

The Hulk acted like a naughty kid, totally acting up.

 I just don’t know when Kotur will get tired of playing.

 “Boy! Can you understand what I’m saying!?”

Kurtu pushed his head against the Hulk and roared loudly, adding more strength to his hands.

Although this was far from the level that made him feel completely happy, this simple power was beyond Luke's level.

 So there was a pity for this year in Koutul's heart.

 “Hulk! He’s angry!”

It took the Hulk a long time to squeeze out such a sentence, and his body grew taller again.

“Huh? Angry? I can do this too!”

　　A red light flashed across Kotur's body, and pure anger flashed away.

  Hulk can become more powerful as his anger rises, but his sanity will also disappear in the constant anger.

 This is quite similar to Banal.

 “Your purity is too bad! Or you don’t know what the power of anger is.”

　　Kotur said with a big smile.

Anger needs to be controlled. Unreasonable anger will only lead you into an abyss.

 This has been confirmed by countless barbarians!

 “Hulk! Throw it down!”

The Hulk would always say a few words starting with "Hulk" back and forth. This kind of boring roar would make Kurtul feel bored.

The Hulk flapped his arms, trying to knock Kultur out.

Generally speaking, the most important thing is to have your feet on the ground when wrestling. There is no way to use throwing skills while in mid-air.

 In order to be able to wrestle better, the best power that Kotur possesses besides his body is the power of the earth!

With his feet on the ground, he will always be invincible in battle!

“Throw? Do you know why wrestling ends with a throw?”

 Kutul roared loudly in a preaching tone, his feet still standing on the earth as if they had taken root!

Perhaps on the battlefield outside the Holy Mountain, it is still possible to overthrow Kotur.

But this is Harrogas, and Kotur, who is based on the Holy Mountain and enjoys the blessing of the Holy Mountain, will not be overthrown by beings other than Bulqessor!

 “Falling to the ground! It means that the counterattack you can make will lose its power!”

　　Coultul put a little more strength into his arms, and his fingers dug deep marks on Hulk's shoulders!

His fingers are thick, but not short at all.

 On the contrary, he has a pair of big hands that are the envy of all warriors!

Having bigger hands means you can hold weapons better!

The big hands also allow him to better grasp the opponent's body!

　　Coultul’s fingers were embedded in Hulk’s collarbone, and he grabbed Hulk’s body without any clothing as a point of stress!

"ha!"

Kotur exhaled loudly! For the first time, all the power of his soul body was unleashed on his arms!

 A clean smash knocked the Hulk directly to the ground!

 The huge force made Hulk's body tremble, and the ground shook with the blow.

“Falling to the ground will also reduce the power you can use by more than half!

 Without the strength of the ground, you cannot rely on the strength of your legs, and your core strength will also be affected!”

Kultur jumped forward and sat on Hulk's waist.

Hold his arms together and raise them high, then suddenly dropped them towards the Hulk's face.

“The riding position will make it difficult for you to defend and block! The entanglement on the ground requires you to know how to use the power of the ground!”

Kultul's fists stopped in front of Hulk, and the sheer power of the huge fists made Hulk lose the will to fight.

 The body began to shrink little by little, turning back into the slightly thinner Dr. Bruce Banner.

“It seems like it’s really just a child who hid behind an adult after realizing that I didn’t intend to kill you?”

　　Cotur stood up and said a little disappointed.

 He had just found some feeling of wrestling when his opponent ran away. This experience was quite bad.

“The ground is a weapon, and the ground is the source of power. The harder the ground, the more lethal it is! It’s a pity that you didn’t wait for me to finish saying this.”

　　Coultul looked at Betty Ross, who was standing aside with a look of horror, with some disappointment.

 “What about you? Can’t you change back to your original appearance?”

　　Cotur put his hands on his waist and spoke meaningfully.

 Betty Ross has not yet mastered the ability to transform back into a human being. Wanting to transform back into a human being is not only a technical issue, but also a mental issue.

  She was, after all, just a woman who had been transformed in a hurry, and had never even tried to fight before that.

"Who are you?"

Betty Ross cautiously approached Banner on the ground, staring intently at Kurtul in front of him.

 “I’m not good at giving guidance, this is too troublesome.”

　　Cotur shook his head and turned around.

Although I didn’t have a full wrestling session, I felt a lot more comfortable after warming up.

“Since you have come this far, let’s take two more steps! You will understand after you pass through the gate of the Holy Mountain.”

 Coultul turned around and left.

This is still outside the Holy Mountain, and he has no obligation to introduce how great the Holy Mountain is to visitors.

 That is the responsibility of the gatekeeper.

“Since you have already fought, why do you need to fight again and again? XXX!”

Madoc stood up with a curse, walked to the gate and cursed at Couture.

“I only know that the Hulk exists, who is that harpy?”

Natasha asked Hawkeye in a low voice. Hawkeye could only shake his head.

Other than Murdoc and Dr. Stern, who knows that the Harpy is Betty Ross??

 When Natasha asked this question to someone else, she had no intention of getting an answer.

“I have been on the Holy Mountain all the time, how could I possibly know these things?”

Hawkeye still opened his mouth to argue, because he saw the "really so" look in Natasha's eyes.

 “Is that you? Betty!?”

Not far away, a three-meter-tall fat red man ran over. Originally he was just a red giant, but now he has become a fat red man.

 Obviously Old General Qualkek has not been idle during this time.

The red giant was swollen at least three times.

Although Betty Ross has been transformed into a harpy, General Ross can still recognize his daughter.

The throbbing in his blood made his voice tremble a little.

 The fat red man shrank in size little by little and turned into his original human appearance.

"Who are you?"

Betty Ross asked with a trembling voice.

She also felt the throbbing of her blood, but she really couldn't recognize the fat man in front of her who was about the same age as her father...

"Betty, my daughter! How did you become like this? Is it Banner? Or Murdoc? Murdoc deceived me!"

 General Ross didn’t care what Betty Ross said, perhaps because the appearance of Betty Ross made the general who doted on his daughter lose his cool.

“Hmm? Did you hear that? Murdoc.”

 Rumlow shook his head and said to Steve.

 At that time, during the battle in London, they only had a brief meeting with Murdoc.

 After that, the big head disappeared from their sight.

Now that Murdoc is the clearest clue to seizing Hydra, Rumlow can't pretend that he hasn't heard it.

“S.H.I.E.L.D. found no trace of Murdoc, but we didn’t expect it to be connected with the military.

SHIELD is controlled by the military, and obviously the military is not as clean as I thought."

 Steve’s eyebrows were twitching.

 He still underestimated the ambitions of SHIELD and the military.

 Steve, who has always fought as a soldier, has not yet adapted to this era where interests are paramount.

It was then that he realized that he really couldn’t keep up with the young people’s ideas.

"But it doesn't matter. Didn't we find news about Murdoc? Whether it's General Ross or the two over there... huh? How to describe them better?"

 Rumlow said and turned his head to look at Natasha.

He knew a lot about the Hulk, but the Harpy was beyond the scope of his memory.

 “Bruce Banner and Betty Ross.”

Natasha said casually.

This is not very confidential information. It's just two names. There will be no problem in telling Rumlow.

“Okay, Hulk Bruce Banner and Harpy Betty Ross. They obviously also know some news about Murdoc. We and they are about to enter the gate of the Holy Mountain.”

 Rumlow rubbed his chin.

The Incredible Hulk obviously has some favor from the ancestors of Kurtul, but are Bruce Banner and Hulk considered one person or two?

 “That’s two consciousnesses, but only one soul.”

Talik said casually.

  What Rumlow is thinking cannot be hidden from him. Since he has chosen his successor, it is necessary to understand.

Just like Rumlow and the others could see the image of the Holy Mountain, under the power of the Holy Mountain, the ancestors could also vaguely sense some of the thoughts of the heirs.

 Without mutual understanding, how can conflicts not arise?

The training methods of the barbarians are quite rough, but what the ancestors need is not a group of idiots who yell and go up to kill people, nor will they turn their heirs into extreme lunatics.

 All violent supervision is just a means, and they know the scale very well.

 “Split personality?”

Hawkeye spit out this word, and Tony on the ground finally stood up unsteadily.

 After being forced to experience the feeling of weightlessness before, he finally regained some balance.

 Without the help of Jarvis, Tony is not an experienced warrior even with a powerful suit.

“Maybe? But there can only be one soul in a person. If you see a guy with two souls, it goes without saying that one of them must be an outsider.”

 Talik did not miss the opportunity to attend class and spoke calmly.

The Ross father and daughter over there finally recognized each other and hugged each other tightly.

 It's just that the height of the harpy is a bit too high for General Ross, who has returned to his human appearance.

 It looks funny like an old hen holding a chick.

 As for Banner on the side, he stood up in a daze.

Although he could know what Hulk did, it was the first time he saw Hulk being "bullied" and unwilling to come out.

Banner was a little confused.