The Dark Barbarian Arrives in American Comics

In a small room that was a little too empty, several Doctor Who and Bulcaisel's group were already standing here.

There was a box of time in the middle of the room, and everyone was hesitant.

 “How does this thing work?”

Jotun Kule looked at the box with searching eyes, his expression a little strange.

 A box can create every disaster imaginable?

 This is a bit outrageous.

“Perhaps all the disasters that have happened in the long river of time are reappearing at this time? But what the heck. We should pack this box now to avoid something worse from happening.”

 Zhan Zhan said this and walked directly to the box of time.

“Why doesn’t this thing have a big red button?”

 He said with curiosity.

The Time Box has never been used in Doctor Who's life, and he doesn't know how to use it.

 After all, from the outside, this is just an ordinary box.

 At best, the appearance is novel and gorgeous enough.

 “The end? No, no, no, it’s hope~”

 A female voice suddenly came out.

 No one present saw when this woman appeared here.

 But this face is not unfamiliar at all.

Ross Taylor, the girl who accompanied the Ninth and Tenth Doctors for a long time.

 "Ross? No, you are a hungry wolf..."

The Ninth Doctor pressed his hand on his face in pain.

“This is what I call the consequences of looking directly at the vortex of time, which appears in any possible time.”

The Ninth Doctor's memories were no secret to those who came after him.

 At least not in this case.

 “What is this?”

 Zhan Zhan said confused.

Burkeso's eyes were a little serious when he looked at the hungry wolf girl.

  He seemed to see some rules of time from this girl, even though he once had a small amount of authority over time. But it was not until he saw the hungry wolf girl in front of him that he noticed some of the ways time flows.

 “Jordon Kule, can you understand those times?”

Burkeso said seriously, and the muscles in his body began to tighten.

Even when he was talking to Zoldun Kule, his eyes were still fixed on the hungry wolf girl in front of him.

 Facing the unknown, he needs to be vigilant. Only by being in awe of the unknown can he know his position in all possible battles that will follow.

“Hmm, it’s not very clear, but I’ll figure it out.”

For the first time, Jotun Kule's tone did not contain the slightest hint of ridicule.

 As a super nephalem, a mage who chose knowledge.

 It is only a matter of time before he will master all the knowledge that is presented to him.

“At that time, I had used my own rebirth to draw away the power of the time vortex from Rose, but the influence that occurred during that time still ran through my life.”

The Ninth Doctor looked at the hungry wolf girl and wanted to get closer, but he couldn't move.

  What he said was not unknown to the doctors who came after him, and they all share the same memory.

 He said this to Bulcasso.

 “I remember the word ‘hungry wolf’ that can be seen everywhere.”

The Eleventh Doctor's expression was a bit baffling.

Compared with the word "wolf" that he could always see, he cared more about Clara who always appeared in his life.

 Clara and the hungry wolf girl would always appear together where he appeared, and that kind of pressure made him have a terrible suspicion in his heart.

 “Ross, are you okay?”

 The Tenth Doctor looked a little shy and greeted the hungry wolf girl.

 “Hmm? We may have met, but I am a hungry wolf, not Ross.”

 The hungry wolf girl's face was slightly shocked.

  She was just a hungry wolf, not the Ross Taylor who had almost achieved omniscience and omnipotence at that time.

 No child of time could withstand that level of power, and had to use rebirth to eliminate the influence of that power.

 The hungry wolf girl just exists and interprets some rules of time in her own way.

“Now, put away that strange box, and then contact you across time in different time periods. I’m a little worried about what’s going on at home.”

Burkeso gave the instructions directly.

 There was too much time spent here, and he felt a little uneasy.

"Well, although I should send you back the next moment after you leave, I dare not guarantee this kind of thing. You know, TARDIS is a willful girl."

The Eleventh Doctor walked up to him shaking his head, and stretched out his hand towards the Time Box.

 Then I was directly photographed by the war.

 “Contact us first and then deal with the rest.”

 The tone of war is a bit harsh.

He is also a little worried. Among Doctor Who, he is the best at fighting and killing, but that is still in the category of operating weapons and using the environment.

 When facing Bulcasso, there was not much difference between him and an ordinary person.

 He is on guard!

 Be on guard against what the barbarians might do.

 And the weapon of the Box of Time is the only thing he can think of now that may be able to defeat the barbarians.

If someone had told him that he could use his body's power to explode a star, he would have advised him to have a good sleep and then call the hospital.

 “Hey, where’s your trust and big heart!?”

 The Ninth Doctor looked a little ugly.

 “Floated away in the wind with your windy ears! I am War! Boy!”

War yelled at the Ninth Doctor impatiently.

“Well, you are War and I am Doctor, so I hate you, even though you are me.”

 The Ninth Doctor said with a stern face.

 “I have only one request, and that is to hurry up!”

Burkeso glanced at War, and the color of anger could be vaguely seen on his body.

 …

 On the sacred mountain of Halogas.

Gil was looking at the rough and majestic building at the foot of the steps of the Temple of the Elders.

 There was a bit of reluctance on his face.

 It didn't feel good to be a drag again, even if it wasn't something he could stop.

The name Merlin will probably be unforgettable for a long time.

 “Can you do whatever you want if you are strong?”

 Jill said in a low voice, and his childish face looked a little weathered.

“Strongness is a sin for the weak, because people will always be jealous. Jealousy is the most common emotion, but thoughts are not a sin.”

Matthew stood next to Jill and said.

Matthew has not been out of the secret realm for long. Although the experience of that battle was not very good, he has indeed become stronger.

 Coaxing children is not an easy task for him, although he has no special thoughts about children.

 And Jill is indeed more mature than her peers.

“Is it true that only one’s own strength can say no to others?”

 Gill's question became a little difficult to answer.

Matthew wanted to say yes, but felt that such an idea should not be instilled in a child.

“The role of the law is to make people equal and say ‘no’ to injustice. And the law is powerful that people jointly maintain, so..."

“So the law will also become a plaything in the hands of powerful individuals?”

 Matthew was choked directly by Jill, and he didn't know how to proceed with the subsequent conversation.

 “I want to be strong, and at least be qualified to say no in front of those guys!”

 It was not as if Jill was talking to Matthew, but as if she was making up her mind to herself.

 A hint of darkness flashed in Jill's eyes, but Matthew could not see this change.

 Even if he feels something is wrong.

“Son, I have to say that at your age you should be in school. If you don’t go to school, your father may face legal sanctions.”

 Matthew’s voice became weaker and weaker.

Some changes occurred on the Holy Mountain, and the ground began to tremble.

 The figures of the three ancestors immediately appeared at the door of the Elder's Temple, looking at Jill at the bottom of the steps.

 “Madoc brings back destruction in an attempt to break free from oppression?”

 Kahn said nervously.

 After becoming a gatekeeper, all his previous experiences had to be updated.

Gatekeepers can feel many more things than ordinary ancestors.

“That kid said he wanted to become a warrior, and I was very optimistic about him.”

Talik's tone was a little too serious, and his hand was already holding the token of shame.

 “Wait a minute, are you planning to kill him!?”

 The power of Bastin in Korik's hand directly blocked the Proof of Shame, and anger first appeared on his body.

“He caused havoc, and I think it’s necessary to keep him under control!”

Talik did not give a direct answer, but that look made Kahn feel a little chilly in his heart.

 The gatekeepers are all lunatics, and Maddock, who seeks self-destruction, has already destroyed himself.

 Talik, who was burdened with shame, was also a madman.

ˆKelik…

 Heck, Korik’s stubbornness towards life can also be described as crazy.

Kahn suddenly felt that the reason why Madoc showed such self-destructive madness was so that the other two madmen could calm down their emotions by caring for him.

 But this approach is not suitable for Swordmaster Karn.

  “噌!”×2

 The two long swords of the hooligan and the provocateur appeared directly in his hands.

 The previous sound was not caused by unsheathing, because these legendary long swords had never had scabbards.

 That's the sound of swords!

The sword got stuck on Tarik's neck, and only then did Kahn see Tarik's red eyes.

"Are you Balnar or Talik? You are not a berserker, you are a defender!"

　　Kahn exuded a violent aura and pressed down on Tarik.

 The Sword Master is not a battle prophet, and does not need to show his madness to maintain the harmony of the three ancestors.

 He is the sword master!

 After becoming the third ancestor, his power is undoubtedly the strongest among the three ancestors!

 Violent oppression!

  Only the strong can express their opinions. This was the consensus of the barbarians in the era when Kahn lived.

 “Then don’t you know what it is that I’m guarding!?”

Talik roared loudly, as if he had exhausted all his strength.

"Even if you are with us, you have never experienced what we have experienced! If the Holy Mountain of Arreat still exists, do you think you can argue with me in this place!?"

Talik said this, and the next moment he was blocked by Leiko with a hammer.

“It’s just the request of the Immortal King, so do you need to know the name of this hammer! Idiot!”

Leiko stood directly in front of Tarik. Although she was not as tall as Tarik, her armor and strong courage made her look even more majestic.

“When have barbarians ever taken the lives of innocent people? When have we ever surrendered to something that deserves to die ten thousand times? Answer me!”

Leiko’s words were like a war cry, and a shock wave knocked Matthew unconscious at the foot of the steps.

 Things about the three ancestors are not something he should know yet. As for Gil, he should hear what these barbarians think of him.

 No one was dissatisfied that he was controlled by Merlin, but was quarreling about his status.

 If Jill is really sensible, she will not disappoint.

This is not a choice made to make others satisfied with him, but to let himself know what he should insist on as a warrior!

“It’s really embarrassing for a bunch of old guys to argue in front of a kid.”

Cole appeared not far away, and the Wrath of the Hidden Peak in his hand hit the ground heavily.

His status is certainly not as good as that of the three ancestors and Leiko, but the most special ancestor spirit on the Holy Mountain is Thakor.

 Because of the wrath of the Hidden Peak!

That is the only thing left in the Holy Mountain of Arreat, and it is the only evidence that can allow others to witness its greatness again.

On the Holy Mountain, only Kor and Bul-Katho are recognized by this legend.

 Col is the past glory of Mount Arreat!

"Don't say you don't know the power, Cole! I thought you would hate destruction!"

Talik said this, looking at the expressionless Gill.

 A child masters destruction? This joke is not funny.

“Do you think that without this power, people wouldn’t know what destruction is? Human beings are inherently cruel! But what you show is not cruelty, but stupidity!”

 Col said this.

He dragged Hidden Peak's Wrath along until the body, as strong as a mountain rock, blocked the way of the three ancestors.

 This situation is a bit ugly.

 Colik jammed the Token of Shame with his giant axe, and Kahn jammed Talik's neck with his double swords.

The Immortal King's stone hammer was almost stuffed into Tarik's mouth.

"Madoc's death was his own choice. If you bastard can't even figure this out, then you'd better go and accompany Madoc! Throw your soul into the holy mountain at your feet! Then look around in confusion.

How ugly you look now!

  At any rate, the person guarding the gate of the Holy Mountain now is that stubborn guy named Kalju, and he can last longer than you when facing the devil!"

 Col said without mercy.

 There is no need to distinguish between sarcasm and dissatisfaction.

“Look at that child clearly! Look clearly at what the destruction is doing! Then get out of here and stand at the gate of the Holy Mountain! Until the snow covers your heated brain!”

Cole's tone was full of anger, which was dissatisfaction with Tarik's current performance!

Even though Cole was also a barbarian who was active during the Great Explosion of Arreat, he was indeed the elder of the three ancestors, but he only lived a little longer.

And Gil, who was standing at the steps of the Elder's Temple, was gradually controlling the destruction pouring into his body.

Although that was only an insignificant part of the total destruction, he really did it.

“He will become an excellent warrior. Of course, if he can master this power, he will also be a mage.”

 Cassius leaned against the wall with his thick arms and said, the farce should be over.

Burkatho will not be gone for long, and the three ancestors should not make decisions beyond the Immortal King.