Dark Savages Come To the United States Chapter 327

"Hey guys, today is a holiday, what should we do to celebrate it!?"

With a smile on his face, Vader spoke to the other ancestors from a high place.

The arms were waving randomly, looking a little funny.

"Damn it, how do I know what the festival should do? This is the only festival the barbarians have other than celebrations."

Maddock planted his grief on the ground, silently rubbed a snowball and threw it into Vader's face.

It has been a long time, and the snow on the holy mountain of Harrogath has been covered with a thick layer.

"A snowball fight? That's too boring. If I wrap a stone in the snowball, I might be a little more interested."

Orongus looked at Vader who was hit by the snowball with the big head, and said very boringly.

"How about opening a secret realm to play?"

Korrick sat by the fire, holding a large piece of roast meat in his hand, stuffing it into his mouth randomly.

"Whose secret realm is opened? Yours? Or mine? Come on, the only secret realm that can be opened by our group of old guys is the battle where Arreat exploded.

Are you going to go in and see Arreat turned into a giant crater in the explosion of the World Stone? "

Tarek stuck the iron rod in his hand on the ground, and a layer of oil could still be seen on it.

He eats meat much faster than Maddock.

When he was talking, Talic had already pulled out a piece of meat and put it on the iron rod, and started roasting the meat again.

"Then what are you talking about? Just eat and drink here? Then my treasures won't last for many years, I don't want to live a few decades, and I can only dig around for other people's drinks like that **** in Volusk. ."

Olak sat cross-legged on the snow, and the muscles in his back trembled as he spoke.

He does not have many collections, but Olak seldom digs pits everywhere, and he will not write down all the places where barbarians bury wine as leisurely as Volusk.

"Look at what Bourkesso has to say, otherwise we are already dead, and we won't disappear even if we don't eat or drink."

Cole said while rubbing the hammer of Hidden Peak's Wrath, his eyes were a little erratic.

"Che, you are the most boring guy. Why don't we have a competition?"

The pioneer general Calgar casually copied a huge flag and waved it at will.

It looks like he has some interesting ideas.

"Tell me, it's boring anyway."

Vorusk dragged Rasuk's body to the front. Rasuk's face had two huge bruises, which were the marks left by the gloves of the Immortal King.

It seems that Vorusk has already settled the previous lottery win.

"It just so happens that you have an heir, so let's have a race in the secret realm to see who can come out the fastest?"

Calgar put the chess piece on the spot and said loudly.

The other ancestors seemed to be interested.

They are all too familiar with each other, and there is no secret to these ancestors who is so strong.

The battle between them lacks a lot of freshness.

"Who will open the secret realm? What is the battle process?"

Volusk threw Rasuk aside and asked with interest.

"The secret realm of Burkesso, right? His battles are generally gradual. They can't let new recruits feel the repression of Olak's era, and they're not suitable to understand the style of battles in ancient times."

Calgar replied.

"What about us? Just watching? That's too boring."

Volusk said with some dissatisfaction.

What's so good about a rookie's battle, it doesn't seem to have any meaning other than making them angry when they train new recruits.

"Then what are you talking about?"

Vader asked nonchalantly, but his tone was not very peaceful, and there was a hint of anger in it, which made Vorusk's beard flutter.

"It's not my business!"

Vorusk just disappeared with a bit of displeasure. If it wasn't for this festival being the first time ever, he wouldn't be too lazy to be in this place.

The arrogant Volusk has never been very popular among his ancestors.

"If Kanai were still there..."

"Shut up, Orongus!"

Orongus mentioned a name, a name that the ancestors tacitly would not say.

Before Volusk was expected to become the Immortal King, a noble, sympathetic and upright barbarian.

Olak directly interrupted Orongus' complaint, with some anger in his eyes.

Kanai is unusual in the memory of the ancestors of the older generation, but now they don't mention this name very much.

It was a tragic past.

Volusk slowly returned to the Elder's Temple by himself, sitting on his throne with a rare look of desolation.

Orongus' complaints still reached his ears, but Volusk didn't miss the guy named Kanai.

Volusk is not born strong and unmatched. When he was weak, there was a guide standing in front of him to tell him how to go on.

It's just that that person disappeared too early, leaving only a **** magic box.

"What's the matter, Volusk? It looks like you're about to cry?"

Burkessel walked out of the room where Kanai's box was kept, frowning at Vorusk's expression.

"You said, did I choose the wrong path?"

Volusk slumped on the throne, looking like Leoric slumped in his grave.

Perhaps it is a very comfortable thing to be paralyzed on this throne.

"You fell asleep?"

Burkeseau said angrily.

Volusk has always been arrogant, even arrogant.

Such words of weakness everywhere only appeared in his dreams.

When Vorusk heard the words, he patted his face and let out a deep breath.

And then got up.

"What nonsense I'm talking about, just treat me as nonsense."

Vorusk changed his sitting position, and was the immortal king full of majesty again.

"Did you set up a festival and let the holy mountain release the power it has accumulated for many years, so that we, the dead, have another bite of hot food?"

Vorusk pressed Burkessel into question.

"This is just a memorable day. Why do you find fault with me? Or do I know something about your shameful past?"

Burkeseau asked with a trace of doubt, and then there was no reaction in his mind at all.

"The Immortal King didn't show any signs in the past! Burkesso, when are you going to let Rorschach see your secrets? I know how many times the so-called first time is just an excuse for you, if you want to tell With his words, you can open that secret realm at any time."

"So what? Expose him to the heaviness of the past when he's not ready? Young people need a little time to achieve their goals, instead of shouldering the heavy responsibilities of us old guys early on."

On Bourcasso's shoulders, Reko's shoulders appeared, and then he waved his hands nonchalantly to dismiss the phantoms of shoulders.

"A self-righteous boy."

Vorusk said with his eyes wide open.

My body relaxed a little, and it became a little loose again.

"Old guy, it's true that you are older than me, but I'm already stronger than you."

Bourkesso turned around, intending to look outside.

He felt Gu Yi's breath, and it seemed that Gu Yi had undergone some changes, so Bulkesso decided to go to see if his friend was in any trouble.

Vorusk has lived for nearly two thousand years, and the time spent after his death has long been forgotten.

"Really? Can you still say that when you have all the savages on your back?

I am the immortal king, you still have to prepare for your succession. "

Vorusk whispered, barely able to see his lips moving.

If the first generation Bulkessel gave the current Bulkesho a responsibility, then becoming the Immortal King will truly understand what the savage's responsibility is.

All of this is placed in the honorable title of "Immortal King".

After Burkesso walked out of the Elder Temple, his footsteps also slowed down.

Volusk was arrogant, rude and tough as a sophomore.

But under what circumstances can a weak person become like this?

Among the barbarians, except for the first ancestor who was born strong, the other barbarians have stepped onto the peak step by step from the weak.

Vorusk is no exception.

It doesn't make sense.

The feeling of pride should not appear in a warrior who is named the strongest.

"What? After seeing the real side of Vorusk, you are puzzled?"

Raiko's hoarse voice came, and she was already standing beside Bourkesso.

Today, even with Rekko and Volusk, they have condensed entities. This is the indiscriminate support of the Holy Mountain to the barbarians.

"The real side?"

Bourkessel felt that he had not experienced as many surprises in his life as he did today.

"The real side! You don't think the Immortal King has less things to deal with than Leoric's scrap bone?"

Raiko said with some mockery.

Not far behind her, the thorns on the evil-proof shoulder armor could be seen emerging from a stone.

Raiko frowned, but in the end she didn't say anything.

Canuck won't talk nonsense everywhere, that guy's stubbornness is so touching.

It's just that Laiko won't accept a love because she is moved, because moving and pity are the emotions that are the furthest away from love.

"So you're going to tell me this? I want to go see my friend now. She seems to have met some good things."

Burkeseau did not intend to delve further into this matter.

What Vorusk has on his back will always be known when he becomes the Immortal King.

Bourkessel prefers to hear that past from Vorusk's mouth, rather than having someone else retell it.

That would lose the dignity of an immortal king.

"I think you know that this matter will bring a lot of help, at least you won't be foolish to use that magic box in various ridiculous ways. Haven't you heard enough of Jotun Kuller's sarcasm?"

Raiko clasped her hands in front of her, making her body even more majestic.

"Kanai's Box? It's a great artifact, but what can I do with it? Put the Hell Demon in it and recast it to see if it can be turned into an archangel?

Or stuff rare demon souls into it and ascend to become a legendary great demon? And then a higher-grade loot exploded from the legendary great demon? "

Burkeseau said contemptuously.

He trusts his own strength, and it is precisely because of this that he successfully uses his body to remember the feeling of the skills that have been improved by the equipment. New 81 Chinese website update fastest computer: https://www.@x81zw@@

For Bulkesso, those equipments are just pure equipment.

Legendary power? Except for those quirky legendary gems, all legends have no secrets in front of him.

"Maybe? It's just that you never thought of it that way."

Reko's answer surprised Bulkessel.

This doesn't sound very reliable.

So he frowned, and the whole person became serious and said, "Are you serious?"

"I just think you should know these things, maybe you can do more."

Raiko's eyes did not escape in the slightest, and looked directly at Bulkesso's oppressive eyes.

"Even if you will tell me what Volusk doesn't plan to tell me for the time being? Even if you plan to bypass the will of the Immortal King and tell me in advance the secret that only the Immortal King can protect?

To be honest, Raiko, I never thought you should know these things. "

Bulcasso didn't panic or anything, just looked at Raiko seriously.

What only the Immortal King can know, so how did Reko know?

"Do you need me to remind you? Fate knows everything."

Raiko said with a contemptuous smile.

A believer who believes in destiny, Raiko, who chose to sacrifice according to destiny's guidance, knows many secrets.

It's just that she rarely tells others.

Because those who know fate need to pay the price.

Raiko had already told her husband that Jorez, the barbarian named after the warrior, would die in a battle.

It was the first time that Raiko had defied her fate, and the future of those who knew her fate would be her destiny.

No external force could prevent that ending from coming.

Even at that time, in order to save her lover, Raiko tried to stop Jorez from going to the battlefield countless times.

But how could Jorez, who was named a warrior, escape the battle?

In the end, Jorez died in the battle, as fate had shown Rako.

Whether the fate can be changed or not is a question that Raiko has been pondering for a long time.

Until she discovered that as long as she didn't know the direction of her fate, her fate was changing all the time!

As long as fate doesn't cruelly show fate to those who don't know fate to watch.

Raiko watched a lot of fate, so she became a believer of fate.

It also meant that she lost the chance to resist her fate.

That is the power of the rule of fate.

But telling a past event will not touch fate.

Nor will Burkesso's future be everything he is destined to do.

"Boring fate, you know that I never believe in fate, I only believe in what I can see, and fate should restrain itself, and don't let others find its traces!"

Burkeseau looked at Reco with some regret.

Raiko's story is not a secret among the top barbarians.

Canuck is over there, the guy who always acts a little crazy and always rambles about Rako.

He seems to be planning to hypnotize himself by persuading others. What kind of love can last for thousands of years?

Maybe there is, but in the end it's just a "maybe".

"I'm not here to discuss fate with you this time, I just think you need to know the secret."

Raiko said casually.

Then she turned her head to look at Volusk who had been standing behind her at some point.

Volusk's face was not very good-looking, and his hand was empty without the newly forged gravel hammer by Bulkesso.

But Volusk, with the heavy belt of the Immortal King on his waist, is still the most powerful ancestor spirit on the holy mountain.

"So what? I'll know that when I'm ready, and now, it's time for me to meet my friends.

As a host, you can't let guests wait for a long time in the cold wind. "

Burkeseau did not intend to go any further.

Even if Vorusk didn't mean to stop it, Burkesso still needed to make some preparations.

He is about to become the immortal king, when all the secrets of the barbarians will be revealed to him.

Bulkessel's figure walked away, and Reko's face returned to calm as she looked at Vorusk, who was standing not far away.

"Now, are you satisfied?"

Raiko said contemptuously.

"It's not bad."

Volusk squeezed these words out of his mouth dryly.

"A kind-hearted and cowardly warrior, in order to take responsibility, he became arrogant and arrogant, and in order to make his clan full of trust, he used rudeness to show his strength.

Volusk, does your heart tremble when your fist hits the enemy's face? "

Leko said with a smile.

Very bright.

Raiko didn't mean to mock Vorusk.

On the contrary, she respects Vorusk's choice.

The immortal king cannot change the will of the barbarians, but every immortal king is an existence recognized by the barbarians.

"No, because I have to be cruel."

"Cruel, it's a gentle word."

Raiko turned around, her body seemed to be trembling.

I don't know if I'm holding back laughter or crying silently.

"Which Nephalem family does not bear the heaviest responsibility? Unfortunately, the Druid had to hide in order to protect the secret.

Otherwise, Olak and the others would not have been short of food. "

Vorusk talked about the past with some nagging.

The Nephalems gathered together in various occupations, guarding the secrets that belonged to the Nephalem.

Everyone is carrying heavy things, and he is not the only one doing this, Volusk.

"Bourkesso was already prepared, it's just Rorschach, how are you going to wake him up a little bit? Did you just watch him become depressed after a few words from Prius?"

Raiko's voice was hoarse as always, and she couldn't tell what her condition was.

"Before the ancestors had a simple exchange, we plan to open a secret realm with sufficient qualifications for the recruits to experience.

This is a holiday event.

In a while, I will let Bulkesso open the secret realm of the Arreat protection battle, so that the recruits can feel the tragic situation at that time.

Of course, the ancestors would be there to take them away when they were about to die. "

Vorusk gnawed at his gloves and said hesitantly.

Harrogath and the Holy Mountain of Harrogath have different meanings.

This holy mountain is a holy mountain that was reborn after the explosion of the holy mountain of Arreat, and the name Harrogath was originally the city on the holy mountain of Arreat.

Even the barbarians at the beginning did not live in the bitter cold of the north, but were driven to the north by the magic of Kajistan, and finally took root in the Arreat Mountains.

The Holy Mountain of Arreat was also called a long time after that.

The most precious things in the original Harrogath were not food and medicine.

It's just an important substance to maintain people's lives, but it can't be said to be precious.

Nor is it weapons and various combat preparations.

That's just an important tool to protect people's lives in dangerous situations, and it's still not precious.

Not even life!

Only cowardly people will ignore the conditions to escape death, and life will have value when it has a meaning of existence.

What the brave Harrogaths desire most is not the continuation of life, but the hope that gives them the determination and courage to survive.

Hope is the most precious thing in the original Harrogath city.

This fortress city thirsting for hope is the hope of the whole world.

The barbarians were originally the last line of defense against the demon army! Always protect the World Stone!

Until the Archangel of Justice chose to destroy that thing, the barbarians at that time still had the power, and it was possible to defeat Baal and Mephisto!

But the Archangel of Justice did not give the barbarians a chance to fight!

Now there are a large number of dilapidated buildings on the Holy Mountain of Harrogath, which are the wreckage of the Seschelon fortress!

At that time, Bourkesso was here and became the last survivor of the catastrophe that happened here.

By the time Bulkesso arrived at the Holy Mountain of Arreat, that battle had come to an end!

In the end, Bulkasso could only roar to kill all the demons in the Arreat pit, but that was irreversible.

The once capital of the barbarians is here!

Volusk intends to let the barbarian recruits truly understand what the barbarians really need in that battle of Harrogath!

And this may allow Rorschach to understand that justice only has meaning when it is implemented.

The justice on the lips is just the cruelest ridicule!

"A big teaching session? I think they'll like it."

Leko took two quick steps and disappeared from Vorusk's sight.

This topic is enough here.

Immersed in the past will only get deeper and deeper, and the world is always moving forward.

Time will always catch up with the footsteps of human beings, and then will stay far behind.

"I think they might fall into doubt.

But what then? Doubt no need to fight? You have to fight, even Vader, the businessman, will still choose to fight. "

Vorusk muttered to himself.

Bulkasso appeared beside Gu Yi, and Gu Yi's robe was fluttering along the cold wind.

It seemed that she was much more relaxed.

"It looks like you're much more relaxed."

Burkeseau stepped forward and spoke cheerfully.

The serious conversation between Rako and Volusk didn't affect him.

Or rather, Burkeseau was used to everything happening.

Don't sleep because you're afraid of having nightmares?

Worrying about tomorrow will only affect the present, and it is Bourkesso's choice to face the difficulties and not go up to the pointless worry.

"Yes, I feel the freedom of my soul."

Gu Yi said with a calm smile.

"By the way, who is that sacred chant before? I really want to meet this person."

Gu Yi naturally walked in front of Bulkesso, and the mana on her body finally became her own.

Mana should be born in the soul and flow in the body.

The magic power of mages is the connection between the soul and the body, and it should not have a negative impact on their own bodies.

"Now you only look like a mage, but unfortunately you are unwilling to accept Nephalem's blood.

As for the previous chant, that was Johanna's voice, she should be coming soon. "

Burkeseau looked at the ancient one in front of him with some regret.

Gu Yi's knowledge is enough to support a stronger power, but her soul and body can't carry it.

Compared with the Nephalems in this world, the innate disparity still cannot be ignored.

Burkeseau's voice fell, and Johanna appeared in front of him on a **** horse.

The head of the warhorse stopped in front of Gu Yi, less than a palm's distance away.

Then the warhorse immediately dissipated.

"Hello, Mage. I'm Johanna, a Crusader."

Johanna greeted with some doubts.

She came here following Bourkessel's breath.

Bourkessel exuded some of his own aura just now, as a guide.

Johanna came over on a war horse.

"Hello, I'm Gu Yi."

Gu Yi bowed slightly and lowered his head.

This peaceful gesture made Johanna feel like she had seen Karashim.

"To be honest, you are not the same as the mages I have seen. Maybe this is the reason why Bourkesso can have a friend as a magist?"

Johanna directly stretched out her hand to support Gu Yi's shoulder.

She immediately felt the weakness of Gu Yi's body.

"Even the strength of the body is the same. The mage I know is much stronger than you."

Johanna added.

She remembered that Li Min was interested again, saying that he wanted to learn melee combat from Karasim.

Li Min chose the fallen demon as the target of contact, and then tried to use the monk's function of Fenglei Chong.

Turning the staff as a magic wand in front of him, Li Min, who was finally fed up, swung the staff and blew the head of the sinking demon covered in injuries.

Facts have proved that some skills of monks are not so easy to learn.

Without the support of internal strength, an empty appearance is nothing but a shelf.

"Hopefully, I haven't experienced the power of the law for a long time. It also makes me miss Karasim's mantra."

Burkeseau said casually, and walked directly towards the square.

The liveliness over there cannot be missed. This is a rare happy scene on the holy mountain.

If you miss it, you will have to wait until next year's celebration.

Bourkessel didn't plan to let the festival last for three days, one day was enough.

Three days is still too long.

Anyway, the ancestors lived a relatively leisurely life even if there were no festivals.

"I can survive the aftermath of Malthael's attack, so Karakish should be fine."

Johanna said naturally.

If it is said that Johanna resisted Malthael's attack with her powerful body and defense.

Then Karashim, who has the invulnerable state, can easily survive Malthael's attack.

Whether it is Qixiangquan or meditation, Karashim can be prevented from dying.

It's just that Johanna has no idea where he is now.

"What I'm most worried about is not Karasim, but Li Min and Vera."

Burkeseau shook his head and said.

Karashim's survivability is worthy of recognition.

But according to Li Min's character, she may choose to fight Malthael head-on.

Can the mage's fragile body be able to stand in the face of death?

That's why Bourkesso is worried.

As for the Valar, the witcher will not abandon the enemy.

Wherever she goes, most of the time, the demon will become a sieve. Even if Vera is not seriously injured, she will look for an opportunity to give Malthael a hard time.

The three original suits of the Shadow Suit, the Land of Fear Mecha, and the Evil Essence are all on Vera's body. Whether it is a large-scale attack, a mobile battle, or even an assassination, Vera is a first-class player.

It's just that Marthael is indeed not an existence who can defeat alone.

That's why Bourkesso is worried about them.

As for Nazbo, that witch doctor has many ways to save his life, so Malthael should not be able to catch him.

The Necromancer enjoys the protection of Rasma, so naturally there will be no problems.

"Li Min is an out-and-out genius, but she's not as reckless as you think, Burkeseau."

Johanna said with a smile.

Li Min is like a big kid, but how can a powerful mage lose his mind?

If Li Min really chose to stand in front of Marthael, then she must have her own plans.

Demon Hunter, that's the type that is good at stealth and surprise attacks.

Vera will not make rash decisions.

"As for Vera, she will probably give Malthael a cold shoulder and harass that angel while ensuring her own safety."

Johanna said lightly.

Johanna and Li Min have a better relationship than Bourkessel.

"Now, enjoy the festival. I'll be busy in a while."

Burkeseau interrupted the conversation and quickened his pace.

Vorusk's plans were almost written on his face, and he probably understood what those ancestors wanted to do.

This is a big project, and that battle turned into a secret realm cannot be taken lightly.

The overwhelming demons look really disgusting.

"So, how do we kill that Jinbian?"

Rumlow asked Matthew in front of him.

She was shaking with a wine bottle in her hand.

Spider-Man is eating barbecue, and it seems that his life has been a little difficult recently.

As for the injury, Spider-Man has already come to the holy mountain. It would be too stingy if he was reluctant to use the medicine bottle for him.

"What do you ask me to do? I'm also worried about this problem."

Matthew said perfunctorily.

Jinbian is far stronger than him and Rumlow, maybe Rorschach can provide some help, but it's not enough.

Matthew chased after Rorschach's back, but that Jinping made him feel even more terrifying.

"Are you worried about your lack of strength? Matthew?"

A hearty female voice came, it was Leko, who had not been seen for a long time.

Leko hasn't appeared in front of Matthew for a long time since Ancestor Leko took over Matthew's training.

Today is a holiday, no training is required.

So Leko came over to talk to Matthew.

"It's been a long time since we chatted, Leko."

Matthew said with a smile on his face.

Jin Bing's threat is still in sight.

"What should I call this lady?"

Constantine, who had been listening all the time, asked with a smile, and then stretched out his hand.

He felt that the ancestor in front of him seemed to be very fooled. He wanted to get something from the barbarians to use as his strength.

After all, if an ordinary person wants to fight against the mysterious guy, he always needs some help.

Whether it was a shroud or a cross, he needed it.

"I don't like the smell on you, it makes me feel like I've seen scum."

Leko spoke unreservedly about her views on Constantine.

It seems a little disgusting.

"Don't say that, you must know that I am the leftover after being selected from a large group of people. Generally, we call such people an elite."

There was no angry look on Constantine's face, he had long been used to this kind of thing.

Don't get angry because of a title.

"Only those who are screened out are called elites, and what's left after screening is scum. Boy!"

Leko patted Constantine on the shoulder, with a little "love" in his eyes.

Then she sat directly opposite Matthew.

"Continue the topic just now, are you troubled by lack of strength?"

Lei put on a smile and said.

Wanting to be stronger than before in a short period of time is not difficult for the Nephalem at all.

Especially for this group of new recruits, only a few pieces of legend can produce earth-shaking changes.

Leko, who is familiar with the Legendary Equipment Pokédex, intends to teach young people a lesson.

"Yes, we have met a very powerful enemy, maybe even Rorschach can't defeat that monster."

Matthew said with a wry smile.

"I believe Matthew's judgment, but I haven't seen that guy, so I can't talk about it.

But I still have a good way to become stronger. "

Leko said something mysterious.

She got news from Canuck, which Matthew and the others will definitely like.

"Ahem! Bulkesso will open a vast secret realm after a while, and there are opportunities to become stronger everywhere.

It just depends on whether you can seize the opportunity to become stronger. "

Leko sold out.

Her nature is nothing like her ancestor Raiko.

A savage who died in the fifth battle has not yet touched much weight.

She still has unrealistic fantasies about fighting demons.

Like a naive girl, even though she has been dead for hundreds of years.

"The vast secret realm? It seems unusual. But how did you know?"

Matthew asked a little bit, which helped Leko to tell more news.

Leko himself also likes this way of communication, like a child who is eager to show off.

"That, I am a barbarian of the Bull Tribe, I heard it from Chief Kanuk."

Leko said with a silly smile.

Kanuk is the chief of the bull tribe, but he is not the only chief of the bull tribe on the holy mountain.

The other is Raiko...

When facing Leko, Canuck would be like a kind great-great-great-grandfather, trying his best to satisfy the child's curiosity.

"What about specifics?"

Rumlow calmed down a bit, he was too lazy to coax the little girl Leko.

After getting acquainted, Rumlow discovered that not all of these ancestor spirits were as reliable as those powerful warriors.

Of course, the minds of the ancestral spirits stopped at the moment they died.

Although you will also feel the pain caused by the passage of time, but that is the feeling that the ancestors who have lived for hundreds of years will have.

Exceptions like Leko are not that important.

"Battle of Harrogath!"

Leko said something mysterious.

Even though Rumlow and Matthew were curious, they didn't interrupt.

As for the history of the barbarians, they can only learn about it from the few words spoken by their ancestors. No recruits have carefully investigated those past events.

Most of them would only associate the name Harrogath with the holy mountain below them.

"Harrogath City, the holy mountain of Harrogath, is different! Let me tell you, what I wanted most at the time was not an adventurer, but to be the guard of Harrogath City.

It's just that Old General Qualkek's review was too strict, and I just didn't meet that standard.

In the secret realm of the Battle of Harrogath, you can see the projections of those famous ancestors, and if you can get their approval, you can get their legends.

And most importantly, after you get it, you can use it right away! Fully adapted to your strength level! "

Leko's voice is not too low.

Luke and Jessica on the side were also interested.

The two of them don't have the threat of gold, but there is a purple man who needs to be cut by their own hands.

It is also an urgent matter to become stronger.

Although there is the guidance of the ancestors, the sense of urgency is lingering.

So Luke and Jessica came over directly.

Their actions attracted the attention of others. Except for Rorschach, who was autistic, and Thor, who was chatting with his sister, everyone on the holy mountain gathered here~www.mtlnovel.com~ to hear what they would say directly something.

"I heard that in the Battle of Harrogath, if you can persist to the end, you can see Bulkesso kill all the demons visible to the naked eye! There are not many chances to see Bulkesso fighting with all his strength.

Except for Rorschach, other people rarely have such opportunities.

If any of you persist to the end, Bourkesso will definitely not be stingy with the prize. He is the best blacksmith in the world, and all kinds of legends can imitate him, and he must be able to provide enough help on the road to becoming stronger. "

Leko said with a smile, with a look of longing in his expression.

Every piece of equipment from the hands of Bourkessel is exquisite.

It's not something like a hand-built toy, each offering a huge boost.

"For example, the Ancestor Bracers in Rumlow's hands, as well as the Bracers of Destruction, Grief, Mercy, etc., Bulkesso can take them out.

You have to seize this opportunity and perform well! "

Leko summed it up in this way, while Matthew frowned.

A vast secret realm, a tragic war!

This can't be as easy as Leko said, and Rumlow knows this very well.

"Guys! Prick up your ears and listen carefully! The next thing to talk about is the festival!"

Burkeseau stood in the crowd and shouted loudly! It was as loud as the ringing of a big bell.

: . : m.x

Chapter end