Dark Savages Come To the United States

"Damn Bulkasso, why is that bastard Anda!"

Maddock turned over and stood on the snow on the holy mountain, cursing.

The figure of Andakurgas was summoned by Bulkeso in front of him, and he felt a huge gap.

Generally, when the barbarians summoned the spirit of the ancestors, they would call him.

Of course his swearing would reach Bulkeso's ears, but he didn't care.

It's a big fight, what can I do?

Can Bul-Keso still smash his soul to pieces in front of the holy mountain?

Among the ancestors of the capital on the holy mountain, who is not eager to fight?

Under normal circumstances, when the barbarians use the spirit of the ancestors, there are three people who appear: Madoc, Tariq, and Korik.

It's not that they are relatively idle, but as the three most famous barbarian ancestors known, their own responsibilities are like the guardians of the barbarians.

They are the gatekeepers of the holy mountain and a calling card of the barbarians.

When every barbarian understands the power of the ancestor's call, these three ancestors are the first to be able to contact.

If you want to be able to summon other ancestor spirits like Bulkhasso, you must at least be able to recognize these ancestors like Bulkhasso, and be able to make them recognize your existence.

If you can't do it, then you can only honestly summon the legendary barbarian Three Idiots.

Of course, they themselves are not stupid at any time, and the name of the three fools is just because what the ancestors summon is the projection of part of their power.

As we all know, the power of projection has always been without much reason.

But even their projection can give the barbarian a lot of growth.

Anyway, apart from the three of them themselves, no one cared about the name of the three stupid barbarians.

But what Bulkelso is doing now is to summon Andakurgas directly from the holy mountain.

With the help of Volusk's legendary power, the ancestor was resident here.

Until Andakurgas died in battle, his soul would fight in this angry body.

"Okay, Ancestor Anda, go and enjoy your dessert."

Bulkasso added some strength to his feet, stepping on the passage on the ground to expand a circle.

In the current hell, whether it is Mephisto or Satan, these demon monarchs are all looking at the lower end of this portal.

This was the first time that the passage was forcibly opened from the other end. Even Gu Yi just pulled a teleportation after seeing hell.

Bulkasso acted as if two people were chatting through the door, the voice passing through the lock.

Following the sound, he found the lock on the gate of hell, and forcibly pried open the gate of hell. This approach will naturally alarm these guys who have mastered hell.

The appearance of Gu Yi and the dagger that made a strange chirping sound flashed through the minds of each of these hell lords.

Then they put their hands on their waists in unison.

The faint pain in their waist made them silent.

Silence is hell at this time...

"Forget it, anyway, there won't be any unreasonable guys invading Hell?"

Satan tidied up his suit and said this with his usual expression.

"Seconded!"

Mephisto scratched his head with few hairs left, and said so.

"+1"×5

The Lords of Hell concluded their brief deliberation and decided to ignore the matter.

They like to assume human form when they are not fighting.

After all, always facing those sinful souls made them feel bored.

If it weren't for the power of hell affecting their power, these guys would have long since refused to accept these souls.

Know that these guys haven't had a day off since Hell started accepting the souls of sinners.

After all, no one can tell how big the realm of hell is, and the sinful souls produced over countless years gather here.

They have long been tired of hearing the noisy and wailing sounds every day, so they are very concerned about things that can bring novel experiences.

This does not include the experience of being beaten.

Besides, this place is not suitable for living people at all, so they don't worry much about being invaded.

...

"Ha! When I return to the holy mountain, I will dig out my best treasure and give it to you!"

Andakurgas waved the oathkeeper in his hand, setting off a gust of wind.

Without waiting for anyone else to respond to his words, he jumped down from the hole in a snap.

Although Bulkelso originally wanted to go there himself, but seeing the three of Rumlow who were terrified in front of him, he changed his mind.

Existence that allows him to move his muscles and bones is really rare, at least he has not seen a few in this world.

That death, which was not even considered a soldier, made it difficult for him to even think about fighting.

But the bastards of hell don't run, at least not from hell. Then this sandbag will always exist, there is no rush at this moment.

Anyway, Andakurgas is enough to make those bastards understand what pain it is.

Bulkeso's anger turned into the body of Andakurgas, and now he calmed down.

Just now there are a few barbarian seedlings, and as the only barbarian of the ancestors who can walk down the holy mountain, Bulkelso should take care of these guys a little bit.

After all, it is impossible for a world to have only the Lady Skeleton who represents death itself.

It's as if in the dark world, in addition to Malthael representing death itself, there is also Tyrael of justice itself, Imprius of courage itself, and Auriel of hope and mercy.

The five archangels represent the five rules of the world, and they themselves are part of the will of the world.

When the rules of the world are manifested into a personality image, they often do not appear alone. After all, the rules of life and death, justice and evil, which mutually prove each other, cannot be concentrated in one person.

Conflict and coordination are what the personality manifested by the will of the world has to do.

Bulkelso doesn't need to run around the world for the time being. After all, there is no such paranoid as Malsayer in this world who wants to completely destroy human beings.

He doesn't need to be the so-called "savior", so he can just enjoy the peaceful life a little bit.

"Well, can I leave now?"

Constantine took out the last cigarette on his body, held it between his fingers and whispered to Bulkeso.

Rumlow took the plastic bag from Matthew's hand, opened it and took a look.

What an ugly face with a blue nose and heavy face, full of indifference.

"Is this demon still useful?"

Rumlow shook the bag smoothly, but the Balza inside did not respond.

After being devastated by Luke, he was about to give up thinking.

"It looks like he's not feeling well."

Luke poked his head over to look at Balza's face in the bag, and then spoke easily.

As far as he is concerned, he doesn't feel that he has done anything excessive.

With a demon in his life, Luke naturally developed some curiosity.

Just like children always toss their pets crazily, Luke has a childlike innocence.

As the saying goes, when a child is seven or eight years old, cats hate dogs.

Like an orange cat being tossed about by an energetic child, Balza completely gave up resistance.

The difference is that the orange cat is just too lazy to run away, while Balza has absolutely no chance of escaping.

After having to split up, most of his strength was wiped out by Luke's Glaive.

"Well, this guy said that Mammon is about to come to the world, and Luke and I have no idea what he's talking about. So we took some drastic methods to verify what he said."

Matthew was a little helpless.

Lawyers like to talk about human rights, but demons should not be considered human beings.

"Damn it! You illiterates! You don't even know this common sense!"

Balza seemed to be irritated by Matthew's words, and he roared loudly when he regained his composure.

"That's why I said that occultism is a serious subject, not the kind that I can solve problems by thinking about it. At least I can't tell you who Mammon is after thinking about it."

Although Constantine felt that the voice was very familiar, but now he wanted to leave here more, so he just complained and didn't recognize his old buddy from the voice.

"I wondered if it was a demon! When the time comes, hack it to death and it's over! Hurry up and finish it, I have other things to do!"

Rumlow turned around and glanced at Constantine, and then responded to Constantine with a fist bigger than his casserole and a bicep bigger than Balza's head.

"I tm hate being illiterate!" ×2

Constantine and Balza gritted their teeth and pressed this sentence to the bottom of their hearts.

Bulkelso felt that Rumlow had become a little strange, and he was searching his memory to see if similar situations had happened to those affected by the Evidence of Shame.

Rumlow seemed a little out of his wits.