Dark Savages Come To the United States

"Do you want to send these two little guys there too?"

Olongus said to Cassius, Hawkeye and Natasha were behind them.

"Do you think the two of them can compare with those two guys?"

Cassius pointed to Rorschach and Wayne.

Currently the most talented recruit is Rorschach, followed by Wayne and Matthew at a similar level.

Nothing else makes any difference.

Except for Jessica who was always dismissed by Orac, the others were not so eye-catching.

"At worst, I'll go to Taliq and ask him to do it again."

Olongus turned around and looked at Hawkeye and Natasha.

"Boy, what benefits did you get from releasing the water before? Tell me and let me have fun together."

Hawkeye seemed a little embarrassed when he heard what Olongus said.

"I promised to give him two months' salary."

Natasha answered directly.

The answer was sonorous and forceful, without shame.

"What about you? Just for five bottles of wine?"

Olongus walked towards the distance with a flat tone.

Cassius grinned, keeping a distance from Olongus leisurely.

"Yes, five bottles of wine can buy me."

As he spoke, Cassius moved his fingers, ready to fight.

"Are you so worried about me?"

Orlongus stood still and turned around.

As for Hawkeye, he temporarily ignored it.

"We are too familiar, unless you bring me five more bottles of wine, I will let you walk fifty steps away."

Cassius grinned all his fangs.

"Do you believe it or not that I went to Bulkasso to borrow the power of the earth?"

The veins on Olongus' forehead were popping.

"Bulk Kasso may not necessarily lend it to you, and it's okay to lend it to you. I'm not afraid."

Cassius said as he patted the huge belt around his waist.

"Pride of Cassius! Pooh!"

Olongus cursed, and after his legend became the talent of the barbarians, these ancestors understood it one by one.

Anyway, the closer you are to him, the better.

"Do you believe that if I use the tribal blade as a bargaining chip, I will definitely be able to exchange the right to use the power of the earth from Bulkelso?"

"Of course I believe it, but are you willing?"

Cassius rubbed his belt and said disdainfully.

Then he put on a fighting stance, even if Olongus could borrow the power of the earth suit later, the beating would be settled for him now.

"XXXX!"

Olongus casually threw a huge stone at Cassius.

The stone, with flames on it, fell like a hill.

With a roar, Cassius pulled his right fist behind him, and then slammed a swinging fist.

The crackling sound from the fist almost caught up with Orak's slam.

Ignoring that the pain had been aroused, the huge force smashed the boulder into two pieces directly from the middle.

Cassius' body didn't shake a bit, and he scattered the smoke and dust in the air with his hands, but the bones in his hands were already twisted.

Olongus' boulder throwing can cause serious injuries to Cassius, but it can't stop Cassius from moving.

All the injuries and pain meant nothing to Cassius.

At that time, Cassius' main opponent was the Queen of Pain, who brought torture and pain to corrupt her will. Although she could not win, Cassius was the most suitable barbarian to entangle with Andariel.

The incomprehensible ignorance of the pain made Andariel, who represented the pain, very troubled.

When she heard the news of Cassius' death, Andariel almost threw a party to celebrate.

"Do you have anything new! If not, you just wait to be beaten!"

Cassius laughed wildly, standing under the gravel, he didn't care about the residue.

By the time he regained his vision from the rubble, Olongus had already run far away, and he could only see a figure jumping in mid-air from a distance.

Cassius opened his mouth so wide that anyone who laughed could see his little tongue.

Then the smile faded, and he became lost.

"It's like this again, you always turn around and run away, I can't even turn on the water."

Cassius muttered quietly.

From the fists that overwhelmed Olongus at the beginning to the fact that he bought Hawkeye and Natasha, it was all calculations.

He thought that this time, Olongus would disappear without regret.

The existence of thousands of years is really too long.

It's so long it's driving you crazy.

"Looks like we haven't been of much help."

Hawkeye said seriously.

The day before the date of the appointment, Cassius found him specifically and agreed to play a play.

"But ancestors are interesting."

Natasha stretched out her hand to Cassius and patted that thick arm. Cassius reluctantly took out a bottle of Bulkasso's collection and handed it to Natasha.

This is a good reward.

"We're funny? What a hurtful statement."

Olongus is already at the gate of the holy mountain.

In addition to the legendary tribal blade in his hand, he also has a pair of Robo boots.

Tribal Blade can make every war cry trigger the two big skills of Landslide and Earthquake, and Robo Boots can make the skill of Jump and Slash jump three times in a row. These two pieces of equipment can be combined with the power of the earth suit to form a powerful fighting power.

The continuous jumping and cutting allowed him to come to the gate of the holy mountain faster than Kerik.

Of course he was aware of Cassius' plan, as if Cassius was familiar with him, he was also very familiar with Cassius.

The stakes for five bottles of wine are already very high. Cassius hoped that he would take the initiative, and even bought Hawkeye to act with Natasha.

But Olongus didn't want to disappear like this.

"Olongus, it seems that you still don't want to leave."

Maddock was sitting cross-legged in front of the gate of the holy mountain, tilting his head and closing one eye, looking at Olongus who was a little lost.

"Shut up kid! It's not your turn to point out my affairs!"

Olongus shouted unceremoniously, he was actually in a bad mood.

"Is your skin itchy after escaping Cassius' beating? How about I give you loose skin for Cassius?"

Maddock said angrily.

Although Madoc is quite young compared to ancestors like Olongus, in terms of combat effectiveness, the three ancestors are the first echelon after the banners of Bulkasso.

"Get ready to open the door! Doorman! Korick brought Rorschach and Wayne over!"

Olongus tried to spit, but he swallowed it back in the face of Madoc's grief.

The barbarian who spat at the gate of the holy mountain last time was hanged and beaten by Madock, and he was beaten terribly.

That's right, he was the one who was beaten last time.

Madock watched Olongus swallow, and put away his sorrow.

"Another idle suspicion? When did we have conspirator, these guys..."

"Alright Maddock, we are strangers to this world, don't expect ordinary people to believe your words directly."

Tariq pressed Maddock's shoulder, and his tone was a little profound.

"It's as if someone treats you nicely for no reason, what do you think?"

"I would feel like the guy wanted to fuck me and knock out his teeth."

Maddock said a little violently:

"I know other people's opinions don't matter, but this is Harrogas."

"This is another world, it's unnecessary. Even if that person really wants to fuck you, he probably won't react until you take advantage of it."

Talik looked at Kerik's figure in the distance, and squeezed Maddok a bit.

"I am a prophet."

"While you were alive it was."

Tariq and Maddok were talking, and Kerik finally came to him.

"Let's get started, let these boys dispel their doubts."

Korik put his hand on the gate of the holy mountain, shook his head at the other two and urged.

"Tariq, you go to explain."

Madock also pressed his hand on the gate of the holy mountain.

"I knew you two would push things to me."

Taliq put his hand away as he spoke, and a faint blue light flashed from the quaint gate.

Then Taliq and Rorschach appeared in a special place.

Memories of the Holy Mountain.

The miracle that the three ancestors can present together is similar to a movie, which can be reversed, fast forwarded and paused.

"When they come out, they probably won't be skeptical about it. It's 'real' in it."

Maddock withdrew his hand, the power had been aroused, and the rest was up to Tariq.

"I can't tell. I think that kid Wayne is very thoughtful. And that Rorschach is similar."

Kerik was squatting on the ground and playing with the snow, he just wanted to turn into a stone statue and nothing else.

"I originally liked this world because of the innocence of human beings. Who would have thought that the Seven Demon Kings would come with them, and that kind of innocence would harm them."

Because of being able to turn into a stone statue, the pain of the three ancestors was the least.

After all, there is no need to fight against the boringness brought by time all the time.

But not now.

The strange world is full of unknowns, especially when there are no other nephalem in this world as comrades-in-arms.

He can only act as a guardian and gatekeeper.

"Do you doubt whether the Seven Demon Kings are real? Anyone who sees the existence of that rule will not doubt this."

Maddock sadly took his sorrow and shoveled snow on the ground, and he planned to build a snowman.

"Just told you, you are prophets. But they are not, I think it will take some time."

Korick smashed a huge snowball on Maddock's head, submerging him entirely.

"Wait until they watch their compatriots being corrupted into demons!"

Madock climbed out of the snowdrift with some helplessness, and then changed to another place to continue shoveling snow.

He's now going to build an oversized snowman and carve it in his likeness.

"Bulkelso is dependable."

"But Bulkelso alone can't hold a world."

...

"What's this?"

Rorschach finally stopped keeping a cold face.

Wayne looked around cautiously.

"The truth you want."

Tariq glanced at the gray environment with a nostalgic expression.

The environment recreates the intensity of the world of Sanctuary, with the hard-to-the-touch feel of the ground and the ubiquitous pressure that keeps Talic excited.

"Except for Rorschach, everyone else was chosen to fight against these guys."

Tariq said, looking at the dust rising from the horizon.

"Fight against what? Demons in the secret realm?"

Wayne picked up the hatchet and followed Tariq's line of sight.

Although Rorschach didn't speak, he was still ready to fight.

"The ones you meet are not even bugs in front of the guys you will face next. Although they may look similar."

Tariq pulled out a token of his own shame.

"Experience a real army of demons for yourself. This is Azmodan's army. You are immortal here. If you can kill even one bristle rat, it will be over early."

Tariq said so, and then stood still and waited for the impact of the demon army.

It was impossible for Rorschach and Wayne to kill a bristle rat here.

The main force of the Hell Demon King is not the same concept as those fragile secret realm demons.

Especially this time it was Azmodan's army.

Possess the most elite demons, the most powerful combat power, and the highest combat literacy.

In Azmodan's army, there will be one warrior demon for every six demons, and one elite demon for every thirty demons.

You can even see various war monsters created by Azmodan.

High-level demons like greedy demons.

Everything in the secret realm is gradual, and here they will see the spirit of the seven demon kings of hell.

When Azmodan actually makes his appearance, the baptism will be over.

Because the immortality of Rorschach and Wayne is based on the existence of Tariq.

As souls, the combined forces of the three ancestors can easily defeat this phantom, which is only half the strength of the Hell Demon King.

Even if the three ancestors were still alive, one of them could break through this illusion.

Under the blessing of Harrogath, the living three ancestors have the power to make Baldu, the king of destruction, retreat.

But not now.

The three ancestors are dead, Taliq with a single soul body can only entangle with the half-strength Hell Demon King, just like what Cassius did to Andariel.

Fortunately, this time it was just for the two suspicious recruits to experience the reality they were about to face, so there was no need to start a fight with Azmodan.

"Azmodan."

Rorschach muttered the name of the devil king of hell.

"The strongest commander in hell, his subordinates defeated the Angel Legion more than once in the Eternal Battle. Imprius can only rush up and fight alone to reverse the situation like I am now.

Of course, occasionally he would bring Tyrell to help him open the way. "

Talic glanced at Rorschach beside him when he mentioned Tyrael.

Those favored by justice are sometimes stubbornly unimaginable.

"Kill a bristle rat? End early?"

Wayne is not feeling well.

"Will it hurt to die here?"

Rorschach said calmly.

"It hurts as much as dying. But after dying, you can get a period of time to breathe, and you won't be seamlessly connected in the life and death."

Tariq held the Proof of Shame with both hands at his side, and now he could see the scar on the leg of the Golem Thumper at the forefront of the demon army.

Rorschach hung the ax back on his waist, he didn't intend to fight here.

After all, Tariq had told them that they were worse than ants here.

To experience death and then get the "truth" is the purpose of Talic bringing them here.

Resistance to this situation is futile.

Wayne intends to try it, after all he does not intend to experience the feeling of death.

"ha!"

"xia!"

Tariq uttered two battle cries, and a huge shock wave spread out in this place.

The gravel on the ground flew away with the shock wave.

Rorschach and Matthew were blown to the ground by the huge wind pressure.

This is still a situation that Tariq deliberately controlled.

The demon army in the distance filled their sight,

The edge of the demon army can't be seen on both sides, and the end can't be seen from the front.

"These guys will come to our world?"

Luo Xia muttered, and the blue wings of light appeared faintly behind him.

Anger is being generated.

"I wish I didn't know anything."

There was a deliberate sense of ease in Wayne's tone. He held the hand axe, and then stared at the demon army approaching.

"How can power be without reason? We don't play tricks, because those who play tricks are easily corrupted by Azmodan and Belial.

Those of us who still exist in the holy mountain, none of us are mentally deficient. "

Tariq said casually, he didn't want the barbarian to be misunderstood.

Then Tariq launched a charge against the demon army, and the token of shame in his hand drew a deep mark on the ground.

Jump and cut Arreat's call!

Talic landed in the midst of the demon like a cannonball.

This landing point was carefully selected by Tariq, and he was surrounded by the kind of hard-bodied demons.

The demons within a radius of nearly a thousand meters from his landing point were pulled towards Taliq by the suddenly generated shock wave.

The rune of Arreat's call can allow the barbarian to gather the enemy and then deal with the enemy more efficiently.

"ha!"

Taliq roared and swung the half epee in his hand, a bone-piercing icy cold radiated from the blade!

Cleave · Ice Storm!

The moment the blade touched the demon's body, ice crystals adhered to the place of contact.

With the crisp sound of ice cubes being smashed, a circle of demons around them were cut into two pieces, the cut was still ice crystals, and the demon's blood, which was as hot as magma, could not melt the frost.

Proof of Shame, let Cleave do more damage with less anger. Tariq is the legendary barbarian who is best at controlling anger, and Proof of Shame is the embodiment of his ability to continue fighting!

Cleave generates rage, great skills consume rage, and with the help of bloodthirsty talent, the life recovery generated by the rage subsidence makes Taliq an endless meat grinder on the battlefield.

He has mastered all the advanced runes of the cleave skill, and the damage of the three attributes of frost, fire, and lightning can adapt to any situation.

The skill to generate anger has been released, and the next step is to release the big skill of anger!

Tariq took off gently on the spot, only rising to the height of a matchbox.

But when it landed, it was like a meteor hitting the ground, setting off a shock wave that was more terrifying than the previous jump!

The ground within 3,000 meters sank more than half a meter deep, dust rose up, and was blown away by Taliq's roar in a blink of an eye!

Earthquake, landslide!

A violent shock wave rose from the edge of the deep area, recoiling back in the direction of Tariq.

Those fragile demons within the range were directly torn into pieces by the violent shock wave, hot blood and residual limbs poured on Taliq's body along the shock wave!

The powerful demons were staggered to Tariq's side.

Cleave Boundless Sweep!

The lightning wrapped the evidence of shame and flashed across the bodies of all the surrounding demons.

The currents are intertwined, as if a grid has been pulled out! Jumping between demons.

Under the influence of the electric current, the demons ushered in the second cleave of death stiffly!

The epee with electric light wiped out the surrounding demons again, and the blood on Tariq's body dried up under the current, hardening like a shell.

Whirlwind · Hurricane!

The demons that had been gathered around Tariq were swept by a gust of cold wind, and immediately filled the vacancy of the dead demons.

What followed was a continuous cycle of cleaving and whirlwind.

In just three seconds, none of the demons within the range survived!

"Die!"

Tariq rose into the air again, aiming at the position of another group of demons and jumping.

This fight has just begun!

Wayne and Rorschach looked at the demon that had been swept out of a clearing, dripping with sweat!

The splattered demon blood made them feel terrifying energy.

A drop of blood fell on Rorschach's feet, making him feel the fear he felt when he was surrounded by hundreds of walking corpses in the secret realm.

The energy in this drop of blood exceeds the sum of hundreds of low-level walking corpses!

"Wow!"

There was a shout from the demon. Although neither Wayne nor Rorschach knew what the demon was shouting, this did not prevent them from understanding the situation from the surrounding demon.

If Tariq hadn't died, they wouldn't have died completely.

Now it's their turn to face these demons.

Talic's relentless howls and hordes of dead demons gave them a real sense of just how powerful the ancestors they were joking with, wanting to hear stories about.

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