The Dark Barbarian Arrives in American Comics

"I need to 'get' a piece of metal in Harrogath."

Rumlow directly opened his palm and handed the vibranium to Tarik.

"This thing seems very interesting. You should show it to Bulqueso. I don't know much about these metals."

Tarik took the small piece of vibranium and squeezed it, without saying anything else.

"But if you want to get materials in Harrogath, you can find this."

Tarik threw the vibranium back to Rumlow and took out a piece of Mist Crystal wrapped in linen from his backpack.

"Mist crystal is also one of the most commonly used forging materials in Bulcaisuo."

Talik looked at the Mist Crystal in his hand, and then at Rumlow.

"But I won't give you this thing. If you want it, go look for it in the secret realm. If you are lucky, you can find it."

When Talik said this, he suddenly remembered that among the blacksmiths who could raise the furnace for forging, Bulcaisuo was the only one alive, and then he became a little less interested.

"It's just that if you want to forge it, it's best to go to Bulcaisuo."

"Who said that!"

Andakulgas's voice suddenly sounded.

Anda, who forged the legendary Oath Keeper with his own hands, was definitely one of the best blacksmiths among the barbarians, but he obviously had no intention of getting involved in the forging, and instead pointed out the name of another barbarian.

"Isn't it just to forge a piece of mist crystal? That boy Rasuk can do it easily!"

Rasuk, the blacksmith who was active on the Holy Mountain of Arreat, finally took the furnace and died with a group of demons.

"Rasuk, that's a good choice."

Tarik had long been used to these guys suddenly appearing around him, but the appearance of Andakulgas still made Rumlow a little nervous.

"Are you the idiot who was saved by Mocott?"

Anda looked at Rumlow with a disdainful attitude, but it wasn't because he disliked Rumlow so much.

He was just curious about how a guy impressed Tariq and Mocott.

"Yes, I am."

Rumlow didn't mind what Anda said. After his yearning for justice was restored by the Holy Mountain, he could deal with his past sins calmly.

"I think the two ancestors probably thought that I could undo those mistakes."

Rumlow looked directly into the contemptuous eyes of Anda Kurgas and said this.

"Tsk, the evidence of shame is really a weird legend."

Andakulgas' figure disappeared, leaving behind a disdainful comment about the evidence of shame.

This kind of weapon, which requires restraint of anger to exert its greatest power, has always been strange to barbarians.

Containing anger is the source of strength that restrains barbarians.

And this kind of practice that makes people constantly reflect on their own sins and then use it to curb their anger is as disgusting as those assholes from the wizarding society.

"He's always been like this..."

Tarik could only wave his hands and say this to Rumlow.

"Now, are you going to try to accept my trial? After all, it seems it will take some time for your guys to come up."

Although Tarik did not underestimate Hawkeye and the others, not every warrior with courage and faith would have the chance to board Harrogath.

According to Talik's experience, these guys may still need to hang around for a while, so it might be a good idea to let Rumlow start the trial at this time.

Luke and Matthew, who were a little further away, hadn't noticed yet another living person coming to the mountain.

But Madoc had already felt it.

Although he and Talik had guarded the Holy Mountain of Arreat for hundreds of years, they had always been a bit indifferent to each other.

Although Mardoc had no objection to the legend of Proof of Shame, he did not like Talik's behavior of giving everyone a chance a new path.

Even after so many years, the guys led by Tarik all died fighting like heroes.

But he still looked down upon those guys with bad records.

"Luke! Break time is over!"

Madoc kicked open the courtyard door and waved his stick at Luke.

Luke and Matthew were used to Madoc breaking in.

Staying on this mountain, they were no longer curious that the doors of these houses were always piled with broken wooden boards.

Because that's how barbarians open doors.

"coming!"

Luke tried his best to dodge Madoc's attack, but he still heard a muffled sound above his head.

The interstellar battle helmet allowed him to feel the changes brought about by armor for the first time.

Who made him look like he had no inhibitions just because of his rough skin and thick flesh?

"Well Luke, I'll see you tonight."

Matthew turned and walked towards Leco's position.

If he could pass the trial faster, then he could go back and deal with the Hand earlier.

…

Burquesso's car has been forged, and he specifically asked Coulson for the engine drawings.

Through his exquisite craftsmanship, the car was completely built.

Moreover, a few pieces of Death's Breath were spent on the forging of a vehicle, giving it the legendary "indestructible" power of Sakala's shoulder armor. Now Bulcaisso plans to try out the fun of stance.

The car was placed outside the door, and a huge pickup truck was placed there, with barbarian-style decorations on top and bottom.

The resonating head-shaped decoration on the front of the car and the huge bump on the roof make this car look like it is not just a means of transportation.

Bulkesso solved the problem of shock absorption by using materials bonded with arcane dust. As for the wheels, they were made of multi-purpose materials mixed with ruby ​​powder.

The texture feels no different from rubber, but with the legendary power of Sakala's Pauldrons, it also has the same indestructible properties.

As for the glass, Bulquesso was not interested in polishing the gems into a suitable shape bit by bit.

It is only appropriate for Mr. Shen to do this long and delicate manual work.

"It looks really good."

When the car was finished, Coulson came over specially. He didn't want to deal with the trouble caused by the car being impounded by the traffic department after it hit the road.

When he actually saw the car, he thought about his own car and chose to simply praise Burquesso's craftsmanship.

"Want to come up for a ride?"

Bulcaisel greeted Colson, ignoring Jill's expectant eyes.

Although he was full of confidence in what he had built, and believed that the car would be able to crush those tanks even if it collided head-on with it, he had never touched a vehicle before and did not think it was a good idea for Gil to sit in the car. Good thing.

"Forget it, I haven't heard of a driving school on Harrogas Mountain."

Coulson declined Bulkesso's invitation.

"Also, do you really plan to drive it directly on the road?"

Coulson was a little weak against this barbarian's temper. This group was really as unstoppable as Bulcaisel told in the story.

These days, he wanted to try to get Bulcasso to stop insisting on building cars, but he received ruthless contempt in return.

“I’m going to drive on the sacred mountain of Harrogas, what else do I need to consider?”

Bulcasso was a little confused. This car was just a toy for his entertainment, and his way of traveling was not like the Crusaders who had to summon a horse.

Driving is just to kill some free time.

"I will help you apply for the necessary documents. I hope you can still read the traffic regulations."

Coulson gave in feebly.

Ever since Nick Fury sent Rumlow and Hawkeye to that mountain, he has maintained the habit of visiting every day.

Spy on Bulkesso, and then investigate how they managed to travel between the two places in such a short time.

This is the task Nick Fury gave him.

The importance of this ability to teleport is no less important than figuring out the material of the crystal bottle that cannot be destroyed no matter what.