The Dark Barbarian Arrives in American Comics

After the power of technology appeared on the sacred mountain of Harrogath,

There is no ancestor spirit here who is not full of curiosity and awe of the power of technology.

Fear of the unknown is a virtue in itself.

Starting from Bulkesso, all the ancestors were curious about this existence that was new to them.

As time goes by, the ancestors of the barbarians who once had only graduated from prenatal education can now basically be said to have completed basic modern education...

For them, the knowledge that can make them stronger never needs to be forced by others to master.

That is an ability that must be mastered in order to survive in a painful environment.

"Sometimes I really wonder what it means to be strong.

Although Burquesso’s ideas can represent many things, who can say that he is definitely correct?”

Cassius shook his head when he said this, expressing his inability to understand.

"Perhaps you just heard Bulcaisel say that what cannot be stopped is the most basic strength.

But you definitely didn't hear what he said next.

He said, being right is being strong.”

Olongus walked over from the side with a sarcastic look on his face.

He would always be a little unconvinced when facing Cassius.

The two people have been together for a long time, which may be longer than the lives of many Nephalem.

From birth to death, the two have always been partners.

Although not the type that never separates.

But the two men's fighting style allows them to face opponents stronger than themselves.

So tacit understanding is the best way to describe the relationship between the two.

Cassius's attitude towards Olongus was tolerant, because Olongus just couldn't beat him...

Naturally, Olongus's attitude towards Cassius was basically unconvinced.

It's just that both of them are dead and cannot continue to become stronger.

Orlongus no longer has any chance to defeat his friend.

Although not long ago, they all had the chance to come back to life.

But none of the ancestors on the holy mountain of Harrogath chose the life given by the first generation ancestors.

Maybe this is their free and easy attitude?

It may also be that they have had enough of the suffering they have experienced while alive.

So I chose this more relaxed lifestyle.

"Olongus, leave me alone.

I'm very annoyed now.

Don't say you didn't hear that Crusader boy when he answered the phone.

And don't tell me what that boy Rumlow said escaped your ears.

That guy Joe Ritz didn't go to the higher heaven. Instead, he poisoned some things that had nothing to do with him.

Do you think there is something wrong here?"

Cassius scratched his head and asked.

"How can I know something that you don't even know?

Isn't the easiest way now to find that bastard Joe Ritz?

Why don't we talk to Burquesso and go look for it?

We are all dead anyway, and we will never die again.

If something unexpected happens, we can use the power of the Holy Mountain to send a message or something."

Olongus curled his lips, he really had such a plan.

Coming into this world is not without any feeling for them.

Although the world itself is quite chaotic and dangerous.

But it will definitely not be as troublesome as the Burning Hell and High-level Heaven combined...

There is still some feeling of guilt.

But it's no wonder they came into this world by accident.

At that time, they were all ready to swarm up and beat Malthael directly.

Who would have thought that the explosion of the Dark Soul Stone could cause such an accident?

Even Malthael would be surprised that the explosion of the Dark Soul Stone could cause such a thing.

The explosion of the World Stone back then only destroyed the Holy Mountain of Arreat...

By the way, two demon gods and an archangel were sent away...

But the degree of damage is still within the normal range.

"Don't make trouble, do you think Bulcasso seems to have the time to deal with the two of us?

When I helped my mother lay the foundation for the house, I wasn't as focused as he is now.

How did the first ancestor offend him?

This has been going on for several hours, and it doesn't look like it's time to stop.

But to be honest, the teeth of the first generation ancestors are really good.

None of this has been eliminated.”

Cassius felt helpless as he looked at the battle that was as precise as a machine.

For things like fighting, it has to come and go to be considered exciting.

He really couldn't think of any angle to describe this scene that was constantly being replayed as if the network was stuck...

"Then we can't just stay like this, right?

I read all the books I borrowed before, and then lent them to Calgar.

After he finishes reading it, it will probably be in the hands of Rasuk and the others.

I'm really bored now."

Olongus said and lay down directly on the ground.

Most of the excitement brought about by the previous gifts from the three Immortal Kings has disappeared.

Now the very regular thump-dong-dong sound makes people want to sleep...

“Who was it that last time said that they were going to pull network cables on the sacred mountain of Harrogas?

What is S.H.I.E.L.D.?

How about urging them?

These days are really becoming more and more boring.

In the past, there were a lot of young warriors who listened to our bragging with admiration.

Now those Asgardians have no interest in what we are bragging about."

Cassius said and waved his hand to Rasuk, telling him to get lost...

Then he walked to Olongus and lay down next to him.

"That's because they can't understand what you're saying to them.

They were not born in Sanctuary, so naturally they couldn't match the name and image of the devil at all.

It's like if you tell others how awesome it is to be shirtless and wear a tie, they won't be able to relate it to Bulqueso in their minds."

Olongus said with ridicule.

Then I felt a large shadow appear on the top of my head.

A huge stone...

He is very familiar with this thing, Olongus, and he fights with this thing.

The next moment, the huge stone directly pressed Olongus under the ground.

Coupled with that powerful anger, Olongus was unable to crawl out from under the stone for a while.

Cassius on the side patted the big stone beside him.

“There is a saying that disaster comes from the mouth.

Although Bulcasso is not stingy, he is petty."

Cassius tilted his head and complained casually, then adjusted his posture.

This will ensure that he will be more comfortable when being pressed against the ground by rocks.

Sometimes a little physical pressure can make people feel safe...

Cassius has experience with this.

He liked this feeling when he wrestled with Kotur before.

A close contact with the ground may be beneficial to physical and mental health...

"Boom!"

Another huge stone fell here.

At this time, there are only two round-looking stones here.

Only two hands from two people are still exposed...

Both hands raised their middle fingers in unison and then placed them directly on the ground.

He was pinned down by Bulcasso with rocks, and it was impossible to climb out before Bulcasso calmed down.

If the two of them were still alive, they could give it a try.

But even in death, they still retain the power close to that of when they were alive, even with the help of Duo Zhong.

They wouldn't use it in a place like this.

It's just being pressed down, just enough to sleep...

These ancestor spirits spent their most boring time on the Holy Mountain sleeping.

The first generation ancestor who was pinned to the ground with a blaster had a chance to breathe because Bulcaisel threw boulders twice...

"That's enough! My head is buzzing right now!"

When the first ancestors said this, they were already submissive.

"Hitting your children on a rainy day is just leisure.

Anyway, the three ancestors and Leiko haven't come back yet.

Do you still have any objections to my entertainment?"

There was malice in Bulkesso's words.

Just like the kind of bully in school...well, the kind of bully who can't stand up to the public...

"What can I say?

You're being polite if you don't just blow my head off.

You go on, I'll find a way to get some sleep."

The first-generation ancestor finally managed to make an expression, and then closed his eyes directly.

To be honest, it's quite difficult to fall asleep while being beaten like this.

Not much better than the sound of teeth grinding, farting and snoring coming from the poorly soundproofed next door...

Especially my face hurts...

"So you are not curious at all about what is happening in the higher heavens?"

Imprius, who was watching the excitement, interrupted and asked.

He was really curious about this issue.

"I wonder what that thing is for?

Can I still get a share of the benefits?

What? Can you still convince Inarius or Malthael to hand over their authority and status to me?

Or maybe Malthael can teach Rorschach specifically?

Stop making trouble, you and I both know it.

Rorschach's justice and Tyrael are completely different.

I regret now that I didn’t send that righteous authority directly into the Dark Soul Stone!”

Bulcaisel glanced sideways at Imprius.

Rocha Bulqueso, who is getting stronger little by little, can still guide her in her own way.

But to directly become a righteous Rorschach is another matter.

What is Rorschach’s justice?

He believes that there is a moral concept in the world that is always valid and suitable for everything.

And this is the justice he follows.

Bulcaisel gave him the opportunity to gain power, and then Rorschach would consider everything about this power.

The process itself was the time Bulcaisel left for himself to teach Rorschach.

But everything was changed by Tyrell's sudden action...

Justice is a good thing and right.

Justice should also be pursued and treated as a rule.

But Rorschach getting this justice is not necessarily a good thing.

Because Rorschach has become justice...

This means that after this righteous authority becomes more and more closely connected with the world,

Rorschach's understanding of justice will gradually become the meaning of justice...

No one can say whether this result is good or not.

But Bulqueso can be sure that this kind of justice will definitely be rejected by countless people.

Even in the most peaceful places there are people who have doubts about order.

What's more, there are almost as many people in this world who need justice as there are people who oppose justice...

This is the source of the trouble.

"Can you accept Malthael teaching Rorschach?"

There was something unexpected about the Prius.

"If Malthael was just wise, then things would be simple.

But he is obviously not that kind of being.

This kind of thing can only happen to the reborn Inaris.

I'm just curious now, can you archangels accept a brother who is completely the rule itself?

At least I don’t think Malthael would be willing to accept this kind of thing!”

Bulcaisel paused while speaking.

"Hey! You have to keep the pace!

Otherwise, I really can’t sleep in this situation!”

The first generation ancestor shouted.

This feeling is a bit like water drop torture.

Although water droplets are harmless, contact with water droplets is not something that most people can adapt to.

Otherwise this thing wouldn't be called punishment.

Bulcaisel also had this intention towards the first ancestor's fist.

But the regular, mechanical rhythm before was more like white noise before falling asleep...

But if the white noise before falling asleep is irregular, then the person will probably not be able to sleep well.

"You seem to be quite open about hatred and people?"

There was something unexpected about the Prius.

"If I see Malthael, I will definitely find a way to kill him.

But this does not prevent me from recognizing him as wisdom.

I am not saying that hatred and people can be separated.

But hating someone has nothing to do with respecting him.

Anyway, I will take action after seeing him.

But this does not prevent me from making a few more objective comments without seeing him."

Bulcaisel rolled his eyes.

Then he looked at the first-generation ancestor who was being held down, and saw the angry eyes in front of him.

Bulkesso twitched the corner of his mouth.

Then he took out a finger tiger from his backpack...

"Heh, we didn't say we couldn't use weapons before, right?"

Bulcasso said as he put the finger tiger directly on his hand.

This is a little toy that was made casually.

Not to mention the current Bulcasso, even for Rumlow and the others, this finger tiger is of little use.

But the effect of a tiger finger slap on the face is completely different from that of a fruit punch... 1

Although this thing will not cause the first generation ancestor to be injured.

But the fist can be regarded as a blunt blow, while the finger pointing is a puncture...

Generally, when describing pain, it is more common to describe it as tingling, and rarely as dull pain.

Although dull pain is occasionally used, it is relatively rare after all...

"So what exactly do you want to do!?

If you have any questions to press, then you have to ask!"

The first ancestor's defense was completely broken now.

He really couldn't figure out what Bulkesso wanted to do...

After being beaten for several hours, the tolerance of the first-generation renter has basically reached its limit.

"What do I want to do?

I was simply looking for something to relieve my annoyance.

You can't be the only one who has no worries, and I'm the only one who has to think about world peace, right?

I felt unhappy, so naturally I wanted to find a way to vent."

Bulcaisel said with a grin of white teeth.

It looks a bit like a devil...

"You...me! Fuck!"

The first generation ancestor roared helplessly.

What Bulcaisso did would be absolutely excessive if applied to ordinary people.

But if you put it among barbarians, it would be a prank...

Of course the person being pranked will feel aggrieved.

But we are all barbarians, and this kind of prank is not enough to make two people fall out completely.

Extraordinary beings have different tolerances for many things than ordinary people.

So the best way for both parties to get along is actually to keep a distance...

For barbarians, this kind of playful prank is not even comparable to spitting at each other...

But this is the most frustrating thing.

At least the first generation ancestors felt particularly aggrieved...

If they spit, the two of them can still go back and forth.

It's just extremely disgusting at best.

But at this level, if the first generation ancestors choose to spit, it would be an escalation of confrontation...

He can't do such a disgusting thing...

So the first generation ancestor chose to turn away, and then secretly cursed Warusk in his heart for suppressing his power...

If Voluskra, who was gathering strength in the Holy Mountain, wasn't deflected, he would still be able to fight back.

Instead of just turning your head and keeping silent like now...

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