The Dark Barbarian Arrives in American Comics

Near the planet Curry Fury.

 Still in that empty room.

 The atmosphere in this place became very tense at this time.

　　It is not that Bulcaisel has exhausted his patience, but that the TARDIS of war has failed to answer the call of war for a long time.

Doctor Who has established numerous times that war really does call for the TARDIS.

 But there was never a response.

Even his own TARDIS has confirmed this, but the TARDIS in War seems to have "died".

 This situation is very unusual, just as no Doctor Who would abandon his TARDIS, the TARDIS has never abandoned Doctor Who.

 But now several people are surrounding a TARDIS and the Time Box in the middle, and their expressions are not very good.

 “If necessary, I will use more brutal means to solve your problem!”

Burkeso's voice became a little erratic.

 The voice was very loud. He hadn't spoken so loudly for a while.

　　Although the previous life was full of bad things, it was more peaceful than the one in Sanctuary, which made him feel a lot quieter inside.

 But what was happening to him at this time made Bulcaisso's heart full of dissatisfaction.

Although several people did not chatter endlessly, they were still unable to make a decision.

 Such hesitation made Bulcasso feel a little dazed.

 He began to think about whether there was anything he had missed the last time he came to this world.

 But I still have no clue.

  Killed Azmodan, killed the Ring of Akatan, killed those corrupted Daleks, and obtained Devour and the Origin of Sin...

Scenes of this scene flashed through his mind, but he still couldn't get a clue.

“Box of Time? Can I put this thing into Kanai’s Cube?”

Jotun Kule chuckled, and his eyes became a little dangerous.

 This is a very dangerous idea, but it also has a strong temptation!

The magical ultimate weapon as mentioned by Doctor Who, capable of showing the end of all things imaginable?

Such a description made Zoldun Kule start to think about whether he should try to analyze it. What if, what if this thing could make both high-level heaven and burning hell a thing of the past?

 What if this thing could prevent all non-human beings from ever seeing the upward steps?

 Such a result is full of temptation for Jotun Kule.

Even his soul became ready to move.

But it was such a short conversation that put Doctor Who into embarrassment.

 Time is equally precious to them, or no one values ​​time more than these people who live surrounded by time.

 But the current situation really makes them unhappy.

 “Let’s go straight to them!”

They are of course referring to the Time Lords who control Curry Fury.

The Eleventh Doctor gritted his teeth and made a decision, walked directly over, picked up the Box of Time, and walked towards his TARDIS.

Of course he knew that letting outsiders enter Curry Fury was not a good choice, especially since the power of these outsiders was beyond his control.

 But now there is no better way. Even if the war abandons this part of the "Doctor", the TARDIS will not abandon him.

The Eleventh Doctor remembered clearly how many Daleks he had smashed into pieces while driving the TARDIS!

If there is any place where you can find out exactly what happened, Curry Furey is definitely one of them.

The Tenth Doctor and the Ninth Doctor glanced at War at the same time, and their expressions became a little gloomy.

 They rarely put on such an expression. No matter how dangerous the situation was in the past, or how many words of calmness about death appeared in their hearts, they were never filled with negative emotions.

 The title "Doctor" represents something that cannot be explained clearly in one or two sentences.

“Perhaps my TARDIS is in some kind of trouble.”

 War whispered, following behind the Eleventh Doctor.

 Things were getting out of control, and he couldn't stay out of it either.

 Despite the most terrifying conjectures, all Doctor Who chose to remain silent.

The journey of the TARDIS and the Time Lords has only one end. Before reaching that place, it is far from the moment of destruction!

 “Then, Bulcasso, what is the crude method you are talking about?”

 The hungry wolf girl said with a smile, without any awe of "power".

At this time, she turned her attention to Bulcasso, with a smile on her face, which was very bright.

 Her essence is the almost omniscient and omnipotent Rose Taylor who briefly appeared.

She will not be afraid. At this moment, she is the button that activates the box of time, and she is also the one who controls the danger of unimaginable destruction.

“Sometimes all it takes to end a war is another enemy. I don’t care if I become your public enemy, but I believe that you will not be able to find a way to defeat me in a long time.”

Burkeso's words sounded dangerous, but he didn't mean to explain more.

 Maybe he is willing to become the "common" enemy, or maybe he plans to end the war through destruction?

 The strong body pushed aside Zortun Kule who was blocking the front, and walked directly into the TARDIS.

 He ​​clearly felt that he would be able to get something important in this place, which might allow him to realize the wishes of countless people, including himself.

  Gu Yi just lowered his head and smiled, his eyes dim.

 It was almost time to make a decision on her previous question.

 …

 Rorschach is currently in a nightclub.

Of course, this is not the time when the nightclub is open for business, but now is the time when those guys are counting their income.

This is pretty much the norm in these nightclubs, especially those run by the gangs themselves.

 Make money at night and count money during the day.

Although you will still pay taxes, hidden sins still exist.

 A place controlled by evil forces, with unimaginable money exchanges, and naturally a large group of people who look extremely vicious.

Rorschach has put on his hood, and the pattern is constantly changing.

This hood can change its pattern according to his mood. It looks quite gaudy, but this is Rorschach’s trademark.

 One hood and one Rorschach complement each other perfectly.

 He is the one who upholds justice, although his justice may sometimes be a bit off.

Now Rorschach no longer needs the recognition of the world, nor does he need others to say that he is not qualified.

 He is justice itself!

Rorschach has no dissatisfaction with this, nor is there any burden.

 Whether or not he has a lofty personality makes no difference to Rorschach, let alone the idea of ​​being justified.

 It doesn’t matter.

He only wants justice!

 “Wow! Let’s see, who is this!?”

 A somewhat crazy voice sounded, full of excitement and ridicule.

 Wearing a purple suit with a green shirt and a man with wild green hair, he was sitting on the stage where the special dancers always stood.

 One hand was holding the steel pipe that had been entwined with countless people, and his body movements were very distorted.

 The body is so thin that it can almost be described as shriveled, but it always gives off an aura of danger.

I have to say that the man's eyes were radiating divine light, incredibly bright and full of elusive thoughts.

 Seems quite charming?

“A follower of Rorschach? Or Rorschach himself?”

The man said with a smile, and then rolled down from the stage in a common posture of a circus clown.

It seemed like he staggered a few times, and then slapped the ground angrily and exaggeratedly!

That kind of intense and deliberate movement made Rorschach a little uneasy.

That is not strength, but the sense of oppression brought by disorder.

 No one will be afraid without reason. The emotion of fear itself exists to protect human beings.

Rorschach did not speak, but faced the man and silently took out his nut hammer from his backpack.

 Having a weapon in hand will not make a warrior lose his fear, but it will ultimately make him feel more at ease.

And now Rorschach deeply believes in his own strength!

 He is already very strong!

 Already an outstanding warrior!

It won’t even take long before he plans to explore the secret Bulkeso said!

 Rorschach will not die in battle, he believes in his own strength!

Even if the guy standing in front of him is Diavolo, who made his ancestors admire the power despite their hatred, Rorschach will not give in!

“Tell me about it? Are you going to do chivalry, or do you want to get the news you want from us?

 Or are you just looking bored to have fun? If so, then I have a grand show to show you, and see if I can make you laugh from the bottom of your heart? "

 Clown,joker,chaos?

 Any one is fine.

 Madman? Creator of terror? Or great thinker?

It doesn't matter, he won't care.

 No one knows what he wants, and no one can understand what this guy is thinking.

 Unless it’s the same kind of crazy person?

 “You know a guy who always has a smile on his face? I like that guy~”

 The clown whispered in Rorschach's ear, and there seemed to be some excitement in his tone.

That gesture is like a child recommending his hobby to his friends, full of childlike innocence!

 Because of the height difference, he looked more like a child clinging to Rorschach.

 But the child immediately became angry because of his height and kicked Rorschach's calf in an extremely twisted posture.

That kind of action is more childish than the most naughty child, and there is a sense of ridicule in the smile, but it seems to be a "child-like" joke.

 “I don’t care if it’s Joe Kerr or the Joker, it’s just that you deserve to die.”

 Rorschach slapped the clown on the face with an expressionless face, knocking the guy in front of him to the ground.

His movements were very swift, and he took action just before a sharp blade appeared on the clown's feet.

With the sound of metal being broken, a series of metal parts popped out of the clown's neck, and a long spring paralyzed the smiling head on the ground.

His body kept shaking on the ground, the long spring under his head was still shaking, but his mouth kept smiling.

Rorschach looked at the wreckage in front of him quietly, without saying a word, just stroking the nut hammer in his hand.

 Until he has laughed enough.

“Only people with masks are psychopaths, and you seem to be more interesting than the last psychopath~”

Words with a mechanical sound came from the mouth of the long head with a spring, and there was also a series of laughter.

 Sounds like a mental patient’s self-exculpation?

 But maybe this is what the other person really thinks?

“Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Barbarians? I like barbarians because you are always smiling.”

This clown, obviously a mechanical creature, imitates the war cry of a barbarian.

 Four war cries in a row, each time sounding closer to the sound of the war cry itself.

“You never feel that life has any special meaning, and what you are looking for is not the value of life. I don’t think anyone can live more clearly than you, but no one can be more annoying than you.

 Why? Why are there so many mentally ill people in this world who want to ‘save’ others?

That was literally the funniest joke I’ve ever heard.”

This mechanical creature kept talking, but immediately stopped.

 Because Rorschach had already crushed the machine's head with one foot, the spring neck kept swinging wildly under the sudden force.

 The nut hammer in his hand instantly transformed into the form of the ancestral hammer and hit the ground heavily!

 The ground shattered in an instant, leaking out the explosives packaged like gift boxes underground.

 The bright red smiley face on the packaging made Rorschach a little unhappy.

 Under the huge force, these explosives appeared for an instant, and then they were all reduced to ashes.

Rorschach slowly bent down and picked up a brooch from the crack in the ground.

 A brooch with a smiley face.

 He seemed to be planning to say something, his throat moved, but he still didn't have time to speak.

“Rorschach, stop it, there are clowns out there.”

A tired voice came from the corner, and a face that looked full of fatigue with an obvious scar was curled up in a corner.

Although the figure at this time looked tired and old, his still strong body was still clearly visible.

“Yes, who is not a clown in your eyes? The comedian is you, but the audience is also you.”

Rorschach said this.

 He did not expect that he would be in such a situation when he saw his old friend again.

Even if this old guy is not a good guy, and is more than worthy of being sent to the gallows, this guy is still an acquaintance of his, and he still has the skills to say a few words.

Especially Rorschach wanted to hear something from this guy.

 “What are you going to do?”

The comedian spoke slowly, with a tone that sounded hesitant like a patient with Alzheimer's disease.

Perhaps this guy is not sober at all, or he may have gone crazy a long time ago.

 “I came to you, I want to get some answers from you.”

"You can't know anything from me, nor can you hear any truth from me. I'm dead a long time ago, or maybe I never died."

The comedian said this and slowly raised his head, showing the expression he saw most often on his face.

 Smile!

 A smile that is different from that of the clown.

It’s just that the eyes have been shrouded in fear, and there is no trace of smile in the eyes or that sincere smile!

Rorschach was furious at this moment and took a few steps forward!

 But the man in front of me lost the breath of life in an instant!

 And the soul is as if it has never been with this body!

 No matter how dangerous the situation was, Rorschach never backed down.

 He was always filled with anger, whether it was cynical anger or anger at the world.

 His anger always outweighs his fear!

 But this time, he clearly felt the fear spreading in his heart!

 “Diablo?”

Rorschach gritted his teeth and spat out the name, his body tense.

 A burst of mist erupted from the sensor fire detector in this nightclub, and the fear began to amplify!

Sirens sounded outside the nightclub, and Rorschach's muscles began to tighten and relax again.

 An inexplicable cycle.

 An unexpected reunion!

 There will also be an update with a chapter of no less than 3,000 words.

 It will not be sent out after three o'clock at the latest.

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