The Dark Barbarian Arrives in American Comics

Who, as a human being, would give his whole heart to angels and demons who are above them?

Even if there are, they are probably the kind that have never been seen before.

 At least the Nephalem will not treat angels and demons wholeheartedly. After all, the ugliness of these guys has long been exposed to humans.

At this time, several ancestors were gathering together and whispering on the top of the holy mountain of Harrogas.

 It was said to be a whisper, but that was just because their conversation would not be leaked out.

  The savages themselves have become accustomed to things like voices.

“What the hell! Why do you want me to decide the affairs between your three ancestors!?”

Kahn was waving the sword in his hand dissatisfiedly, his face darkened.

 A strong man is never cut out of a mold.

Even though these guys are barely on the same side in terms of stance, their respective wills are equally firm and unshakable.

Kahn couldn’t understand why Madoc would want him to take over the responsibilities of the three ancestors.

 After all, the accusation made by the three ancestors is not something that can be replaced by just changing the person.

Kahn's intuition told him that Maddock had some plan, and Maddock was not confident in it, otherwise he would not have made such arrangements.

“Ahem! You know, my soul was seriously injured before, but now I am no match for Korik and Talik.”

Maddock coughed as he spoke.

 There was a bit of ridicule on his face.

  Such an expression makes it more difficult for others to discern his true inner thoughts, but it is obvious that there is some conspiracy.

 Kahn can guarantee it with his sword fighting!

 So he rolled his eyes and glanced at Cassius who was standing a little further away.

That attitude of "Cassius, please say something" is a bit ridiculous.

“Do you believe it? Cassius? Anyway, I don’t believe it!”

Kahn said this, and smashed the sword in his hand directly towards Madoc's head and face.

This posture of wielding swords is not that of fighting, but of testing.

  After all, using a sword as a hammer is not a formal usage.

“I don’t believe it either, this bastard Maddock always likes to lie to people.”

 Cassius stroked his beard and nodded in approval.

 After saying these two words, Kahn's attack landed on Maddock's head without any hindrance, making a clear sound.

 Obviously the quality of this pair of swords is very good, otherwise they would not be able to make such a pleasant sound.

 “I said, have you felt the souls of the first ancestors?”

 Olongus sat cross-legged on a stone on one side, holding a large sculpture in his hand, which looked like himself.

The fighting method of boulder throwing is not just about taking out a generally round stone, but that kind of stone can make the attack come faster.

 On the other side, after the first generation Bulcaisu was taken care of by Rasma, the fluctuation has been passed to the hearts of these ancestors.

That kind of palpitating feeling coming from the depths of the soul is also a lot of pressure for barbarians.

 “The first ancestor? He is a good man.”

Madoc said after sighing.

 There is a difference between a good person and a good “person”.

 The first generation of Bulcaisona was the latter.

 As for whether he wanted to announce to his parents that he had entered a rebellious period or to protect his brothers, Madoc didn't care at all.

 He only cares about whether his friend has become that guy's target.

Although Bulkesso did not say it, the Holy Mountain has already seen it.

  A small group of souls from the first generation wanted to occupy Bulcaisel's powerful body. Such an approach was not something Mardoc could accept.

 The glory of our ancestors needs successors so that the legend can be passed down forever.

 But this does not mean that barbarians should strangely become the bodies of their ancestors!

 There is no level of human beings in life itself!

 The powerful can of course make demands and set rules on the weak.

 But the value of life is not measured by these things.

　　Barbarians all pay attention to this thing.

“There are a lot of good people in this world. Nirasek was also a good person before he turned into a devil.”

 Cassius was a little dissatisfied.

He doesn't like this kind of brain-consuming thing, but simple fighting and killing can better show his value.

 But if the first generation ancestor is a good person, he doesn’t quite agree with it.

Even if he taught the forging technology to primitive humans, Cassius would not treat him differently.

 He fights with his fists and doesn't care about swords or anything like that.

"Good people may not do good things. The first ancestor is dead." Kahn added additional explanations and looked at Maddock with a somewhat evil look: "Is there any necessary connection between this and your desire for me to take over?"

 Obviously he was still dissatisfied with Maddock's statement.

“Of course not, I just plan to take some time off. I was seriously injured, so I can only hand over the most important blame to a trustworthy guy.

 So between you and Kalju, the Sword Master sounds more impressive than the Shield Master."

Maddock said with a grin.

 “Your flattery means nothing to me. I don’t care about these things anyway.”

 In fact, it had some effect, at least Kahn was very happy. But things became a little strange after that.

“You mean, the first ancestors will appear where we are?”

 Cassius rubbed his chin and said with a depressed expression.

By this time things were quite clear.

Sanya's body contains the blood of the first generation, and this thing like will... This place is called Harrogath.

 Who knows if the first ancestors will suddenly appear on the holy mountain.

Although Sonya and Nazbo, who appeared and left in a hurry, both said that the first generation of will subjects were in the original world.

 But in everything, be afraid of the eventuality.

 What if is not good news in most cases.

"What Madoc means is, when that guy appears in front of us, should we listen to Bulcaisel's command or follow him."

 Olongus crushed the sculpture in his hand in one blow.

The gravel fell to the ground and blended into the land of the Holy Mountain.

 Olongus's words were full of disdain.

 The first generation ancestors are still too far away, but the current Bulcasso can see them more clearly.

The unknown guy always makes everything more subtle.

“Will you listen to others? When haven’t we decided for ourselves what to do and what not to do?”

　　The swords in Kahn's hands collided together, making a series of banging sounds.

 As soon as Kahn’s words came out, several guys present calmed down.

 Barbarians all have ideas of their own.

 The Immortal King can set some rules, but enforcing them has always been a problem.

 Men should choose for themselves what to believe and what not to believe.

These rough guys are as stubborn as if they have a brick on their necks.

Those who cannot do this have long been corrupted, and will not be able to appear on the Holy Mountain in this form.

“I’ve said it a long time ago, it’s a delusion to rely on self-awareness to make the world peaceful. I still want to beat people up.”

Cassius took a few steps forward, stood in front of Madoc and bent down.

 The height difference is still a bit big, so the two can look at each other in this way.

“It won’t be long before the first generation of ancestors appear, I can feel it.”

Madoc said a little weakly, his eyes became a little blurred.

 “Hahaha! Funny! You finally learned my sense of humor!”

Cassius laughed, but he was the only one present who laughed.

“What’s wrong? Didn’t Maddock lose his identity as a prophet after his death? Or do you all know it, but I don’t!?”

 Hearing what Cassius said, Olongus, who had a good relationship with him, helplessly pressed his forehead.

“Cassius and Mardoc are the gatekeepers chosen by the first ancestors, and the three ancestors can all feel some of that guy’s state.

 Please, can you think carefully before you say something you think is interesting?"

Olongus stood up directly. If he hadn't been unable to defeat Cassius, the place would have been filled with boulders.

While Madok was talking to these ancestors, Talik finally went to work at the gate of the Holy Mountain.

 “Kolik, do you think Bulcaisel can allow us to continue?”

Talik said to Korik who was about to leave next to him, his eyes a little confused.

 “Which one do you mean?”

 Kelic's body paused and he asked this question.

 This question is nonsense, the ancestors all know which one he is talking about.

 But it seems a bit inappropriate to talk about this kind of topic.

“The one who is constantly running around to become stronger, I guess he has found something interesting now.”

Talik had to cooperate with Kolik in performing.

 That's all there is to enjoy on the Holy Mountain.

"I think I am more familiar with the guy you are talking about. Although he is a bit weird, I am more willing to believe it than the one who lives in the legend."

After finishing speaking, Kolik left the gate of the Holy Mountain.

 Now he is going to find Maddock. He has something to discuss with Maddock.

Talik took out the token of shame and looked at it in front of him, saying nothing to Korik anymore.

This legend has been with him for an unknown number of years, giving him new ideas every time he sees it.

"Shame? Maybe. After all, he is the devil of hell."

Talik thought quietly, not paying attention to Kalqiu who was just behind the gate of the Holy Mountain.

The accusation of gatekeepers is like a curse, even when they are still alive, they don't have much freedom.

The only way they can leave the gate of the Holy Mountain is to let Bulcaisso use the Summon of the Ancestors.

Only Bulcaisuo can completely shout their will into the world beyond the Holy Mountain.

Being a gatekeeper is not fun at all, but it is full of glory.

Even though this glory can be traced back to the will of the first generation ancestors, what is most worthy of praise is the gatekeeper's own thoughts.

This position is the best thing to boast about.

 …

 Wayne returned to his Batcave at this time, followed by Craig.

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 Afu was cleaning up the place, and showed no expression when he saw Wayne returning.

This Ah Fu doesn’t have red hair, nor does he have a lot of dirty talk.

  He wouldn’t destroy the parking lot with a tornado.

 All he knows is that as an elder, he will continue to help his young master realize his dream.

 The method is to accompany you for a long time, but in the end it will not go anywhere for a long time.

 What he has in him is the goodwill and responsibility of an elder.

“I must say this place doesn’t look very comfortable. It’s too humid and I don’t really like the place.”

As Craig said this, his eyes were constantly looking back and forth to observe everything around him with excitement.

 At this time, he seemed a little out of touch.

 “That’s an illusion.”

Wayne's cold reply let Craig know he was in trouble.

“Do you wake up from this place every day? It looks and feels very ordinary. But it’s better than me before.

 At that time, I had to work multiple jobs every day and couldn’t see where I had hope, but I didn’t expect that my lover would face the most difficult choice faster than me.”

 Craig’s true nature as “Craig” is beginning to come back to life.

 Now he has finally gotten rid of the influence of Vandaloni and Karasim.

 At least it’s a lot more lively.

 The way he used to only focus on boxing was not in line with his habits at all.

 Wayne looked at Craig with a strange expression on his face, so he took off his half-face helmet from the hanger on the side to block his expression.

There is a reason why I brought Craig to this place.

 According to the ancestors, Craig himself is the embodiment of the rules of life, and his weakness is only due to the fact that he has not yet mastered his own body.

 A person who cannot die?

 The work content of Annihilation is to eliminate some "bugs" from the world.

Annihilation, which can even deal with existence, will not be able to deal with a guy with immortality?

Unless the personality has reached a point where Annihilation is unwilling to cancel the deal, what reason would Annihilation have to watch Craig's life encounter various misfortunes and do nothing?

 Because Craig is special.

“I wake up from a bed of one hundred square meters every day. Would you believe it when I say this?”

 Wayne took some energy drinks and the like from Afu's hand and stuffed them into his mouth.

 The clothes on my body haven’t had time to change.

 It’s just that he really doubts this kind of thing.

 But Master Wayne spent so much energy on justice.

 It’s better now, at least Craig has some simple mantras.

 Pretending to be a guy who doesn’t understand anything is a performance that Wayne doesn’t intend to expose.