The Dark Barbarian Arrives in American Comics

On the holy mountain of Harrogath, Balnar landed in a very ignominy way.

His whole face hit the ground flatly, and the bridge of his nose completely sunk into his own face.

Fortunately, this kind of injury is no problem for him.

"What a piece of shit! I finally came back, and that bastard Bulqueso just threw me back?

I still have something I haven’t explained clearly to him!”

Banal climbed up from the ground unsteadily, and then vomited a mouthful of blood...

After the bridge of the nose is broken, there will definitely be blood.

Although barbarians are not very skilled in this kind of medical treatment, they have experience in trauma that is rare in the world.

"I thought you would come faster. It seems that I still think highly of you, Banal."

"Woof woof woof~"

Hailab was standing aside holding Banal's pet dog, his face full of teasing.

"Next time there is such a temptation, you bastard will go there yourself!

I will never fight with Bulcaisuo! Even if that bastard holds back, I can't bear it!"

Banal glared at Hairab, and then snatched away his pet dog.

"Have you come to a conclusion?"

Banal rubbed his dog's head before asking in a low voice.

It can be heard that he is very concerned about this "result".

“It’s not good news, but it’s much better than the worst outcome we feared.

Bulcaisel is still the same hero, he has not wavered.

It’s just that he may have his own ideas regarding Malthael.”

Hailabu sat cross-legged directly on a stone.

His strong body looked much thinner than before.

"Damn it! Those archangels are worried about Uldyssian, but we have to worry about Bulcaisel.

The result is that he is caught in the middle and is in a dilemma.

I originally planned to take over the power of the High Heaven and become an angel. Then I would know what those archangels hid in that damn place in the High Heaven!

As a result, that bastard Bulcasso conveniently connected the Crystal Dome and the Burning Hell, and then sent me back with one kick!

To be honest, you are one of the smartest barbarians.

But I advise you not to test Bulkesso again! He is definitely smarter than you!

It’s just that he didn’t care about your temptations in the past!”

Barnard's eyes were a little red.

The berserker's uncontrollable anger was completely cured during his last fight with Bulcaisel.

Banal knew in his heart that this was a response from Burcasso, and it also showed his attitude.

Barbarians are barbarians and don't need messy things.

Under Bulkesso's approach, Banal completely gave up on those calculations.

He even persuaded Hailab in turn.

"He didn't pay much attention, but at first I just thought he was slow to respond.

Until he beat me up hard because of my name...

Let's not talk about this, didn't we start to suspect it after he came back from Leoric?

Have you forgotten what Bulcasso looked like when he just returned from Leoric?

There is almost no difference between the hazy life and the twenty years since he was born."

Hailab rubbed his eyes with his fists as he spoke.

"Yes! At that time, I doubted that Bulcasso would starve himself to death!

But that is in the past.

Is there anyone right now who can represent us better than Bulquesso?

His will is always with us, and "Bulkessau protects me" is no longer an empty slogan!

I'm warning you Hirab! If you still plan to test him, it's best not to let me know!

Otherwise, the feeling of my fist on your face won’t be much better than when he punched you!”

Barnard seemed a little irritable.

As a representative of the barbarians who start fighting immediately after a disagreement... Well, it should be said that when you are in a bad mood, you can even skip the step of disagreement.

Barnard has always had a bad temper.

At this time, he had not taken action against Hailab, but that was because Hailab was his elder.

Although there are no factions among the barbarians, they still have some cliques.

This circle is the tribe...

For example, the relationship between the guys from the Big Bear Tribe, Orak, Cassius and Kotur, is obviously closer.

As for Banar and Hyrab, they come from the Tagus tribe that explores anger, the source of barbarian power...

Although the barbarians of this tribe are considered strong, their bodies are relatively more "approachable".

At least I won’t have a monster figure with arms that are bigger than other people’s heads…

"I have always respected Bulcaisel, just like you.

But this kind of temptation cannot stop, I have a reason why I must do this..."

"boom!"

"piss off!"

The sound of Banal's fist hitting Hailab's face came faster than his curse.

This guy's temper is bigger than expected.

The only good thing is probably that Banal knows that he has a bad temper, so he rarely communicates with others.

This also avoids a lot of unwarranted harm.

At least no innocent person was injured, let alone killed, in the hands of the most ill-tempered Banal...

"Fuck you!"

Hailab pulled his head out of the ground, then stretched out his hand to straighten the crooked bridge of his nose, and then slowly stood up.

"You want to fight, right?"

When Hailab spoke, he also punched Banal's face with his fist.

Well, the Tagus tribe has come up with some bastards... It's okay to say they are bastards.

Although Hyrab, known as the conqueror, is one of the few barbarians who likes to use his brain.

But barbarians always prefer a more direct approach using their brains, such as a headbutt?

If this happens to barbarians from other tribes who get so angry that they fight each other with fists and kicks, usually someone will stop them.

At least someone will come out and ask what's going on.

"Come on! Tageus's bastards are starting to fight!"

Ancestral spirits can be seen everywhere, so they will not ignore the fight between Banal and Hailab.

So the ancestral spirits still called people.

"Who was fighting with whom?"

The nearest ancestor asked directly before he saw the two parties fighting.

"Hyrab and Banar!"

This voice seems to belong to Olongus... Does it sound a little excited?

As a barbarian who is good at long-range attacks, Olongus' eyesight is definitely the best among barbarians.

"I'll buy three bottles of wine! Banal wins!"

This is Cassius...

"Then I'll beat Hirab! I'll add one point to the meat cut by the chef of the Storm Tribe! I stole it from Madoc last time.

After Madoc rolled the ball, he had to eat less of this meat every time!"

This is Kor... wielding the Wrath of the Hidden Peak in his hand...

Cole, as a barbarian who worked with Bulkatho and the others to rebuild the Holy Mountain of Harrogath, has a good relationship with Madoc.

However, Cole was not at all sad about Maddock's passing, and even said that he was sincerely happy about it.

Cole knew that the three ancestors were just a prison to Madoc.

You should be happy that your friend is free again.

More and more barbarian ancestors came to join in the fun.

Internal fights occurred among barbarians from other tribes, and most of the people came to break up the fight.

But when it happens to the barbarians of the Tagus tribe, their approach will be an exception...

They will open...

Anyway, the barbarians of the Tagus tribe are notoriously resistant to beatings, and they rarely use real fire to fight.

Because everyone knows that he has a bad temper, there is little communication even among acquaintances.

In order to avoid the tragedy of "What are you looking at?", most of the barbarians of the Tagus tribe walked with their heads down when they were at home.

As long as there are no head-on collisions, there will be much fewer fights.

This is probably the only self-awareness these bastards have.

"Damn it! I'm crushing myself! Three bottles of wine and Hirab's beard!"

Banal took the time to turn around and yell at the bastards who opened the market.

"Banaar! I'm going to pull your hair out!"

Hailab directly entered a deeper level of rage...

Banal wants to pledge his beard?

This means that Banal will tear off his beloved beard...

"Fight! Hurry up!"

Olongus shouted while jumping up and down.

As a barbarian who is poor at melee combat, watching others fight hard is considered Olongus's favorite entertainment activity.

Can't you like melee combat if you're not good at it?

If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't fight in close combat, he would have wanted to go out and fight on his own.

…

"So, is this considered a holiday?"

Jessica and Koutur walked over slowly and looked at the group of people who had formed a ring in front of them and said.

"Roughly the same.

The number of barbarians in the Tagus tribe itself is small.

Being able to see them fighting is no different than celebrating a festival."

Kotur touched his belt, then looked at Cassius who was shouting in the crowd and scratched his head.

Kurtul is a relatively dull guy, not as lively as his good friends.

He was not very willing to join in the fun.

"Jessica, long time no see.

You've changed a lot recently..."

Rumlow glanced lazily at Jessica and stood up straight.

Jessica's height is the most obvious change.

The second thing is the muscles that are more obvious than before...

"I am about to fulfill the requirements of Ancestor Kotur.

By then I will also be able to join your battle.

I have never seen such a thing as a demon alive."

Jessica smiled and greeted Rumlow.

"Luke, do you think I've changed that's why you're hiding?

Come here quickly!"

Jessica waved to the big tree in the distance.

Luke is right there...

"Actually, I'm just a little worried about the barbarian tradition.

To be honest, I’m not good at cooking and I’m not very good at cleaning…”

Luke came over dragging the stick in his hand.

Although the tone is a bit weak, the love in those eyes is not compromised at all.

Luke is a bit chauvinistic, but he is not stupid...

Obviously it is impossible for him to defeat Jessica now...

"Then you have to spend time learning, but I don't have any requirements for food, as long as there is wine."

After Jessica finished speaking, she gave Luke a big hug.

Jessica's experience is something that female boxers regard as politically correct...

But in fact, a guy who can't do the most basic equal rights like doing his own thing has no right to say anything to Jessica...

Well... I hope there won't be a heavy blow from the sky that will turn the world upside down and turn back time... ①

"I bought the wedding house and decorated it.

Come back and take Ancestor Koutur with you to have a look?"

Luke said seriously.

"good."

A decisive answer, very powerful and firm!

"Trouble!"

Rumlow said in frustration and took out his smartphone.

On the phone was a message from Steve, about the results of the battle on Thor's side.

"Thor was blind... but they worked together to defeat Kuang Tu.

Now Thor hopes to let the Asgardians settle on the sacred mountain.

Then who should I report this problem to?"

Rumlow looked at the tall Couture, but Couture seemed not to have heard his words.

Rumlow shook his head and planned to ask someone else.

"Hey, Ancestor Olongus, who is in charge of the Holy Mountain now? I have something to report!"

Rumlow shouted to Olongus at the top of his lungs.

"Love so and so! Don't delay me watching Tagius's bastards fight!"

While Olongus was speaking, he threw a clod of soil that was larger than a man.

Olongus didn't really do anything, and Rumlow just raised his hand and smashed the clod of soil with a hammer.

But Rumlow obviously couldn't get the answers he needed from Olongus.

"Rumlow, wait!

Now the people in charge of the Holy Mountain are fighting inside!

It’s Hailab!

If you go up and talk now, you will most likely be used as a reason and a punching bag after he loses!"

Cassius shouted eagerly. He responded to Rumlow without letting Rumlow fall into embarrassment.

"Cassius, you bastard! Am I the one who knows how to find a gas bag?"

During the battle, Hellab took the time to scold Cassius.

Obviously in this environment, it is impossible for him not to hear what others say.

"Barnar, my beard!"

Hailab punched Banal in the face, and then tore Banal's hair.

"Cassius, you bastard, I almost forgot that you won over Banal!

You are playing dirty tricks!"

Herab's free hand stroked his beard, which was missing a few strands, in distress.

Then he glared fiercely at the crowd of onlookers, Cassius.

“We’ll talk about your business later! After I pull out all Banal’s hair first!

What’s more! I’m going to bet too, I’m going to bet on Barnard’s scalp and ten bottles of Bulcasso wine!”

After Hairab roared, Banal hugged his legs and threw him over!

Banal had quickly occupied the riding position, ignored his pulled hair and started punching Hairab on the ground!

The fist hit Hailab's face, and blood soon appeared...

By the way, there are two teeth...

Ground fighting is not an area that Banal and Hailab are good at...

The only one who is good at this is Kotur on the Holy Mountain of Harrogath...

Therefore, Hailab relied on his strength, which was stronger than Banal's, to successfully escape from being pushed to the ground and beaten.

When the two people separated and regrouped, Herab's hand was holding bloody hair.

Banal held his tangled beard in his hand...

Obviously, this fight is not over yet...