Dark Savages Come To the United States Chapter 586

"If your purpose is as simple as you say, then you will never stand in front of us and talk about it!"

Lecco was being rude, and in fact there was nothing to be polite.

Being polite can't make demons show mercy to humans, so what's the point of being polite.

Civilized manners are all used to treat friends, at least to those who are not enemies.

So these guys who have been dealing with demons almost their whole lives are not going to be patient with a guy who looks a little suspicious at this time.

"Huh? I've been alone for such a long time, can't I just talk now?"

The first ancestor had a strange expression.

No one knows what he's thinking now, but that doesn't really matter.

"Tell me, what do you want from us?

Or what the tacit understanding between you and Bourkesso means.

I won't frown even if I'm in a mortal battle,

But I don't want to be vaguely into the past. "

Cassius grinned.

Orongus was still holding a large stone.

There was a sarcastic smile on the corner of Hailab's mouth.

And Lecco...

Raiko held the legendary "Confrontation" that almost became a long stick, her body slightly bent.

"Alright alright!

you want to know?

Are you ready to know the truth?

I've never had a way here to let those who cry after knowing the pain forget.

Hopefully guys like you don't show up for that kind of guy.

Otherwise, I would wonder how you guys can still exist like cowards. "

The face of the first ancestor was sarcastic.

A very clear sarcasm.

And the three ancestors on the side all said nothing.

Their worship and admiration for the first ancestors were among the best among countless barbarians.

Otherwise, the ancestors of the first generation would not have chosen a few of them to be the gatekeepers of this hell.

Sometimes the gap between the gatekeeper and the watchdog is really small.

And this time left them only embarrassment.

Maddock, who had already made his choice, avoided this pain, but the price was too heavy.

"There is no need for nonsense. If I really can't accept it, then I can find a powerful demon to give me a ride."

Cassius said rudely.

His patience was gradually running out.

"Ha, let's get started.

Anyway, your biggest trump card is to make yourself pop like an inflated balloon.

Not bad for fireworks.

But if you want to kill someone, it's still a little bit worse. "

The first ancestors were full of pride.

That's an arrogance that would make anyone uncomfortable.

A burst of power spread out, and it radiated from Craig's body!

This change made the faces of the ancestors immediately gloomy.

Although they still don't know how the first-generation ancestor intends to make this explanation, but now his method is to squeeze that power from Craig!

Just no one moved!

Not that they believed in the bottom line of the first ancestors.

On the contrary, their suspicion of the first ancestors was the strongest.

A guy who got a part of his life authority from his younger brother counts on his bottom line?

It would be better to believe that Diablo was a good man, and that everything he did was simply to make the world a better place.

They believed in Burkeseau.

Not Uldyssian, just Burkesso.

Bulkesso, the third immortal king.

"Well, where to start?

I seem to need to think carefully about this. "

The first-generation ancestors still spoke in a long-winded and nagging way.

It's just that the aura that belongs to a monk began to appear on Craig's body.

Although the ancestors of the first generation were very powerful, there was no way to destroy a person's will.

There may be too much sadness and despair in Craig's will, along with all kinds of losses and loneliness.

But after becoming a monk, he has changed a long time ago.

Especially with the power of two legendary monks in his body, even if those powers are now only a few seemingly insignificant fragments!

"Ha! Two monks?

I can feel how powerful they used to be!

But what are you guys doing here now?

If it were gods, I'd have to think about it, but now you're nothing more than a bunch of Ita radiance.

That faint light never lasts forever, so sacrifice yourself now? "

The First Ancestor sneered bitterly.

Vandaloni and Karasim!

Such sarcasm is enough of an insult!

"If you're going to sink into the ground with that secret, now is the best chance!"

Cassius took two steps forward, but he was blocked by a very familiar heavy weapon!

God of War's Blade!

"I thought I was staying here to be a victim, wielding my weapon in the face of the enemy.

As a result, it seems that now, it is to keep those unidentified guys shut up!

God of War originally had such an arrangement?

It really surprised me! "

The voice carried strong anger, but this anger was very incompatible with that figure.

It's like power borrowed from somewhere else.

Jessica Jones.

The only living barbarian of the Big Bear tribe.

Also possibly the last barbarian of the Big Bear tribe.

Unless that guy, Luke, chooses to join the family, can that guy understand what "joining the family" means?

"Here comes a big guy.

But what else can a dead soul do with only a little obsession left?

Come to think of it, I seem to have heard this name.

Is it called 'Olak'?

Back then I thought about making you one of the three ancestors, but you refused to my surprise. "

The eyes of the first generation ancestors finally exuded a breath of people.

The indifference before made people feel that the existence in front of him was not worthy of talking to him.

"The Orak ancestors chose to disappear, but I still exist.

I am not a successful barbarian fighter,

But I am an obedient child.

When I saw you, I immediately understood how to swing the epee in my hand.

Knowing where to chop makes a guy like you cry the most! "

Jessica walked in the direction of the first ancestor.

The other ancestors should have stopped her at this time.

After all, he planned to know some secrets from the mouths of the first generation ancestors.

But organize Jessica they can't do it!

Because Jessica is shrouded in a huge figure!

God of War Orak!

The figure didn't say a word, and his movements were a little stiff.

It looks like a pure phantom.

But those who are familiar with Olak know that this victory over the usual action is such a rigid.

It's like his old-fashioned secret realm that has never been passed down!

So does Jessica.

A child who failed in the first secret realm, just because of Orak's compassion that was once suspected to have never existed before he used it!

"The three guys I've picked before are all mature and strong fighters, but I've never been happy with them.

Yet my most contented warrior declined my invitation,

This made me annoyed to death for a long time at that time. Why!

It was only later that I realized that you guy has a different mindset than any other savage I've ever met.

If Kanai is self-righteous and noble in my eyes.

Vorusk is hysterical madness and cowardice in my eyes.

Then you, probably a cold and ruthless struggle? "

The first-generation ancestor said a lot of words, but there was no pause in the movements of his hands.

The life authority in Craig's body is turning into a pure force and begins to envelope the holy mountain.

"You want to know my tacit understanding with Bourkesso?

Then check this out!

Guess what the authority of life can do?

Raise the dead? Let the living die?

Or let you guys who have lost their lives but still have consciousness get a chance to "live" again?

Let me say that the Bourkesso you admire is nothing more than a guy who knows how to compromise when the time is right!

He has compromised too many times!

Either when he was called Uldyssian or when he was called Bulkesso.

He has compromised too many times.

And how did this guy get the courage from the Imperius?

Is it because he can't do anything without that kind of courage? "

The first-generation ancestor was still laughing, babbling about mocking or belittling the guys he knew.

But some of it is true and no one knows.

Just when he was about to continue speaking, the blade of victory slashed directly on the neck of this body!

Dou Da's head grumbled and fell to the ground, and then the Husky, who ran from a distance, picked up this head and disappeared.

"Hey, he's not like a man!"

Jessica said so.

There seems to be nothing wrong with it.

I just don't know what she means by "chirp crooked".

"I've been waiting for you to show up for too long!

The first ancestor!

What you want is never what you give us to get!

You made us, but only to take from me.

Why does a guy like you still exist? "

Orak's phantom said so.

It's just that Jessica's body trembles every time he utters a word.

This is something Jessica understood from the very beginning.

From the time she only had one head left and was taken away from the secret realm by Orak!

The place where Orak always sat cross-legged, beneath the snow was the weapon of countless warriors trying to become his heir.

He had no intention of getting an heir from the start.

Inheritance is not only about power, but also hatred and love.

No one can bear the hatred of the God of War Orak, and naturally he can't bear his love!

"Ha! Kill an incarnation of life authority?

Yes! His life will not end because he has only life and is not conditioned by death.

In this way, I, the complete guy who went from 'life' to 'dead', got out of that body,

Then stop me from using that authority?

This is what Bourkesso means!

You have to stop me! ? "

The first-generation ancestor stood aside in the form of a soul and said so.

The meaning of that face is very clear, that is, "have no fear"!

"Yes, of course that's what Bourkesso meant!

You and Bourkessel have reached a tacit agreement!

You and Bourkessel have a wonderful plan!

You and Bourkessel!

You are Burkeseau!

How could a guy like you ever care what other people think?

Even if our trusted Bourkessel has the same name as you,

But the Bourkesso you speak of is never only yourself! "

Olak held the handle of the God of War Blade with both hands and raised it above his head!

Blood dripped from Jessica's body.

That's the blood of the savages of the Big Bear tribe!

It's Orak's blood!

This is one of the conditions for Jessica to survive!

When necessary, entrust all of your own to Orak to use!

And Olak is doing his best to ensure that Jessica can continue to survive and get power!

"But you are right about one thing!

That is, the young man in your eyes discovered your existence long ago, but left this holy mountain he created with ease!

Because this is Harrogath! "

Olak slashed the epee in his hand directly!

The face of the first ancestor was calm.

Of course he thought about what it would be like to fail, but so what! ?

If he will stop because of the fear of failure, why should he get that incomplete life from Vasily?

If he didn't fight because he might die, why would he follow his mother to fight other demons and angels in Sanctuary?

The battle between humans and angels and demons was not initiated by angels and demons in the first place!

It's these first-generation Nephalems who have always been hostile to angels and demons!

It was they who declared war on their own initiative!

"This is Harrogath, but this is the home of the savages.

And I am the real savage!

You are nothing but sketchy works of my leisure!

Look at your appearance, even if you get power, you never just want 'peace'?

When have you attacked High Heaven and Burning Hell?

What do you want?

It is the land under the feet that can grow enough food to wrap the belly!

It is the ground that you can see enough for you to graze and hunt!

you! I only saw a little something in front of me!

You have been driven by mages from the fertile lands of the south to a place in the Arreat Mountains where you can't find even a green field!

How dare you bear the title of 'barbarian'? "

After the first ancestor finished speaking, his soul began to flicker.

Both feet stomped heavily on the ground!

The next moment is to leave the place directly to avoid Orak's blow that I don't know if it can be used again!

Jessica's body can't carry Orak's power!

Every use of this level of power sends Jessica in the direction of death.

Even Olak used a lot of methods to help Jessica get stronger.

After all, Olak's full power was too much for even his own body to bear!

"We are the dim light of Ita, but we are also gods!

I am God!

I am the only one! "

Karasim's soul fragment appeared beside the first ancestor!

He floated in midair with his legs crossed, but countless phantoms around him were flying back and forth!

The strongest single attack that Karashim can make!

Seven Fist!

If he could make more shots, it would naturally be to use the most basic boxing techniques.

But now there is only one shot!

"We are the Nephalem's future, and we are the past!

I am a punch!

I am the power! "

Fandaloni's voice is as hard as a cold iron block!

He stretched out his fist!

But that trajectory is like handing out his palm!

The fist turned into a phantom!

Hundred Split Fist · Inner strength bursts!

The fist is gone in a flash!

It turned into a palm and stuck it on the chest of the first ancestor!

The ever huge scarlet palm print full of flames hangs there!

Exploding Palm · Primordial Soul Burning!

The body of the first ancestor was locked in place by a sudden attack!

There was a series of explosions from that soul!

And Olak's heavy blow finally fell on his head!

It's just that he still has contempt on his face!

"You believe that Bourkessel found me? Then he must have found something else too!

I'm just curious~www.mtlnovel.com~ Can he trust you as much as you trust him?

Or, what I say is true,

And you and Olak are just to stabilize the hearts of these guys? "

The ancestor of the first generation greeted the knife without changing his face!

Jessica's body made a series of sounds like the bowstring being pulled, and there were also several sounds of celery being broken!

This woman has fulfilled her promise to Olak, and then it's up to Olak to do what he promised!

Chapter end