Dark Savages Come To the United States

It didn't take long for the celebration to begin preparations.

As the first new festival added to the barbarians in countless years, these patriarchs were quite happy about it.

As for when the bones and weapons on the ground will be covered again, no one cares.

For hundreds of thousands of years, no one will pay special attention to these things, and even a cleaning person will not appear for hundreds of years, so everything on the ground will just let nature take its course.

"I said, what are you going to do with these young people?"

Volusk felt a little bored looking at Bulkasso who was always sitting dry.

So I found a topic and asked quickly.

"Let them all go to the secret realm one by one, and then find a way to let the old general Qualkek figure out how to make those ordinary people stronger."

Bulkelso shook the back of his head, and Andariel's startled voice made him feel a little annoyed.

"What on earth are you thinking? If you really intend to let Imprius go, why do you have to bring the power of courage for the last time?

Don't tell me that Imprius won't be hurt. Even if I'm alive, it's not so easy to catch, let alone that Imprius guy. "

Volusk was a little curious. These guys knew about Bulkelso's thoughts, but none of them was a roundworm in another person's stomach.

What Bulkelso thinks, both Vorusk and Laiko are very concerned.

"The high-level heaven is coming soon, and those archangels will soon get the source of power. Do you think Imprius can go further? Now that he is more than half of human beings, the upper limit of the archangels can no longer lock him."

Bulkelso explained, frowning slightly.

Of course, this approach is not what he likes, but this approach is very necessary.

No connection between Archangel and Hell Lord? Who will believe it?

Yserial's bastard who pays attention to balance in everything, the pure but scheming Imprius is the guy who is most likely to contact the Hell Lord.

Compared with these two bastards, Tyrell doesn't have that IQ.

But Marsail was too arrogant, he chose to bear everything by himself. Even if there was a connection between Malthael and the Hell Lord, it would not be equal.

It is more likely that a certain hell devil has been manipulated by him long ago.

"The road ahead will probably be easier for you."

Volusk glanced not far away, and then rushed out before he could finish his sentence.

He saw Maddock and Luke smoking the liquor from the basement, which he had stashed away.

The snow on the ground has melted, and many treasures of the ancestors have been exposed to the eyes of others.

This is quite fatal, after all, no one wants to find out that their treasures have become shared after a celebration, and then there is nothing left.

"The road ahead will be easy?"

Bulkeso grumbled, and he felt that what Vorusk said was not a good thing.

"Is the bastard saying that if I succeed, I don't have to think about it? Or is it that I'm not far from death?"

Bulkelso jumped cheekily, and casually grabbed the Killer Monkey who had just passed by.

Killer Monkey was holding an earthen jar in his hand, which seemed to be one of Orac's few treasures.

"Leather monkey, return this jar to Orac, otherwise no one will stop him if he beats you all over the mountain."

Bulkelso turned the Killer Monkey's head over and spoke seriously.

Olak's temper is not very good, and the situation he said is likely to happen.

After all, Olak didn't have many treasures, and that era was too bitter.

"Squeak!"

The Killer Monkey yelled dissatisfiedly, in exchange for Bulkelso's strange eyes.

"Little monkey, the body I forged for you has been processed. You can speak human language."

"I~ forgot!"

Killer Monkey made a sharp sound and struggled dissatisfied.

"What do you think of Matthew? Letting you be a partner with him shouldn't count as burying you."

Bulkelso put the Killer Monkey on the ground, then took a bottle of cider from his backpack.

It would be appropriate to exchange the wine in the killer monkey's hand, and the fact that the monkey likes fruit should be fine.

Killer Monkey stretched out his hairy hand to take the bottle that Bulkelso gave him, and rolled his eyes.

"I kicked him when he was walking, you know, he's blind."

The words of the Killer Monkey are still intermittent, speaking is quite a novel experience for a monkey.

Even though this monkey may have a higher IQ than Luke.

"Who do you mean you want to follow? Don't think about it, Luo Xia, I think he may not have time to serve you."

Burkasso knocked on his forehead. After all, finding a comrade-in-arms is similar to getting married, at least you have to talk about eye contact.

This is not the kind of relationship where the twisted melon is not sweet but thirst-quenching.

Comrades must trust each other, otherwise it may lead to danger if they do not cooperate.

"Even Luke is better than Matthew. At least Luke is simpler. Matthew has a lot of twists and turns in his heart. I always feel that he is not frank."

Killer Monkey scratched himself, as if looking for lice, but gave up quickly.

The reborn killer monkey has regained some of his monkey instincts, but his body is forged with various materials, and the lice will not run to it to starve.

"Do you think frankness is just saying whatever you want? Maybe that's a kind of frankness, but that's not the right way to communicate with people.

I think it won't take long for you to get tired of Luke, after all I usually call that rude. "

Bulkelso tries again to convince Killer Monkey.

When two guys who are not very law-abiding get together, conflicts are always inevitable.

It's as if no one likes that the guy who appears most often around him is not much different from himself.

That kind of friend will be immersed in a congenial atmosphere when they first communicate, but this kind of friendship can also be easily broken.

Especially in the case of getting along day and night.

On the contrary, if two people are not similar at all, that kind of friendship may be a little longer.

"To put it bluntly, I'm just a pet. All I can do is tell my 'master' what happened somewhere. I'm just a monkey, don't expect me to be of much use in battle .”

Killer Monkey grimaced and left with two bottles of wine.

He's going to return Aurak's collection to that big guy who's bigger than a bear. As for Matthew, he can try to get along.

At least Matthew is not brutal and has a steady income and a decent job.

The certificate for raising a monkey is easy for a lawyer, and the killer monkey doesn't plan to stay on the holy mountain forever.

Although he is a monkey, he is also a legend in the industry with the same reputation as killers such as Night Demon and Cross.

Feeding yourself is no problem.

"The next thing is to see when Luke can understand the function of that pendant, that kid is still not enlightened. Maddock won't remind me either!"

Bulkeso cut a gash on his arm, then gulped down a vial of blood.

He took care of Luke and Matthew more than other recruits, and he didn't intend to hide this.

After all, among the barbarian recruits on the holy mountain, these two had the purest aura.

Rorschach's talent made him not need too much help, as for Jessica and Rumlow. At least after they can recognize themselves from past sins.

As for Bruce Wayne, that kid hasn't appeared in front of Bulkelso for a long time.

Since returning home, it seems that every day is busy fighting crime.

Last time, Bulkelso also heard from Kolik that the kid broke the spine of a villain named Bane, which made Bulkelso a little annoyed.

Killing the villain directly is the best choice.

Is it right to turn back? The tombstones of the victims on the shore are still being looked at one by one.

Just like Rumlow, if Taliq and Mokot hadn't made promises, Bulkelso wouldn't have given him a chance.

Without a strong enough guarantee, who will be responsible if the villain does another evil deed?

If Rumlow was going to do something bad, Tariq could show up behind him the next moment and pluck his head off.

That's a strong guarantee.

There is no waiting part in the whole process. When evil thoughts arise, everything is over, and there will be no more victims.

...

"I said Rumlow, you went back just to bring this puppy to the Holy Mountain?"

Luke was sitting on a rock and talking, and Jessica was applying the potion to the back of Luke's head.

Maddock's series of slaps raised the back of Luke's head a lot, just like Dr. Stern who had a problem with the direction of brain enlargement.

Speaking of which, Luke turned his head and glanced at Tony Stark, who was being swung in mid-air by Barnar, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Banal is worthy of the title of Berserker, and his berserk attitude made Luke a little dizzy.

"I remember that Bulkasso likes to keep dogs, and the Harrogas Mountain is very high, so I specially chose this puppy that lives in a cold area."

Rumlow followed Luke's eyes and glanced at Tony's miserable situation, and said with some embarrassment.

"Don't worry, Banal has a sense of proportion, and after I forged it, the armor is trustworthy."

Rasuke said casually, then looked at the puppies running all over the mountain, and continued with a strange expression:

"This dog looks very handsome, but have you figured out how to eat this guy?"

"What? Isn't Bulkelso keeping dogs as pets?"

Rumlow was a little surprised, and his face changed after he turned his head:

"Perhaps, it will be used for roasting. After all, I have never seen such a big pot on the holy mountain."

"I hope it can be baked to taste better, but has anyone really eaten huskies?"

Luke faltered as he watched the husky holding a leg bone that had been trampled and kept gnawing on it.

The person who stepped on that bone will be adapting to the weightless environment in mid-air. No one can guarantee that Banal will do something to this dog...

"Banar probably won't do anything to this dog, after all, he is the one who loves small animals the most on the holy mountain."

Maddock glanced at Luke sideways and didn't say much.

The ancestor of the barbarian and the ancestor of the druid are brothers, and the barbarian is quite friendly to animals.

And Banal is the friendliest to small animals on the holy mountain...

Although he also eats meat, this does not prevent him from being in charge of breeding on the holy mountain at the beginning.

Although every time a beast is slaughtered to eat meat, he has to fight with Banal...but every time he eats meat, Banal will always eat thirty or forty catties with tears in his eyes.

According to him, it was brought up by him as a son through hard work. If he doesn't eat more, he always feels sorry for his "son" who has worked so hard to grow up so delicious.

Maddock watched Jessica slowly apply the potion to Luke, and he felt a little full.

Back then, he came directly to the holy mountain under the call of his ancestors, and his wife and children had long since disappeared.

"I can't see that at all."

Rumlow said hesitantly.

Then the sound of Tony falling to the ground reached the ears of those present.

"Rasuke, your craftsmanship is still so superb, this kid didn't even faint!"

Banal's voice full of enthusiasm came, followed by a "Fuck!"!

He had already seen the husky hugging his thigh bone and gnawing it constantly. Although his bone was very hard, if Tony hadn't stepped on the crack at that time, it wouldn't have broken.

But seeing the dog's saliva all over his leg bones made him feel stunned.

"Well, I think we should try to stop the ancestor Baner, at least gnawing bones seems to be the nature of dogs..."

Rumlow stood up hesitantly, standing between Banal and the husky.

Banal walked over quickly, and pushed Rumlow to the ground with one stroke.

He hurriedly walked towards the husky.

Husky heard the movement, then raised his head, whimpered and wagged his tail at Banal.

But the two front feet hid Banal's leg bones under his body, and his mouth kept gnawing.

Banal had been dead for hundreds of years, but in that leg bone held some of the energy he once had.

If this husky could really gnaw off that bone, it might create an extraordinary dog.

It just seemed that the husky's destructive power was still a bit weak when facing the skeletons of barbarians.

"Madock, are you serious about what you said earlier? Banal won't do anything to that dog?"

Luke swallowed and said.

Then Banal's hearty laughter was heard.

"Good dog! Good dog! So many bones stared at my leg bones at a glance, you really have eyes!"

Banal had already walked to the side of the husky, and squatted down his body, which was somewhat shorter than other ancestors.

Banal is 1.93 meters tall, and compared to Madock and Burkesso, they are a bit smaller.

But squatting next to a husky puppy is still too big.

Husky's head was gently rubbed with the huge and rough palm, and the little dog bit Banal's palm with some dissatisfaction, but the immature teeth didn't even make an indentation.

"What a dog! How dare you open your mouth to bite me! It's amazing! You just have to be so smart! When you see Kotur, you must run fast! That guy likes to eat meat the most.

The little guys I raised before were just too stupid, and they dared to go up to Kurtur when they saw him coming. No one dared to slap Kutur. "

Banal hugged the little husky, together with his own bones.

"Slap? Well, what did ancestor Baner raise before?"

Rumlow got up from the ground, patted the dust on his body and asked.

What animal can slap someone?

"Great beasts, and bears."

Maddock raised his eyes and took a deep look at Rumlow.

"If you ask me, those bears and giant beasts are not too stupid. Those guys may be much smarter than the idiots over there. Of course, they may also be much stronger than you in terms of strength."

Madoc paused for a moment, as if he was thinking about something, and then continued.

"When Kotuer was bored, he practiced wrestling with those guys, that's why those little animals came to Kotuer's side."

Rumlow suddenly felt a chill.

He had seen huge beasts in the secret realm.

That monster made him suffer a lot.

"You call those things 'little animals'?"

Rumlow felt a little trembling in his body.

"That's right, those are small animals. The standard of Banal's breeding is top-notch. Who knows how he did it. The small animals he raises are all chewy, and they are stronger than those grown in the wild."

Maddock smacked his mouth, as if reminiscing.

"Puppy dog, I'll show you to recognize him later, you have to remember that guy named Kotuer is not a good person, you must run away when you see him. And no matter what he uses to tease you, you Don't go there, he will always slam the cute little guy to the ground."

Banal hugged the little husky and whispered, as if telling a story to a child.

The whole face softened a lot.

"I said, are you kidding me again!?"

Kutur's voice suddenly sounded, and Banal's body trembled violently, as if he had been discovered for doing something bad.

He hurriedly hid the little husky behind him, and stood up with a very unnatural smile on his face.

"No, I didn't speak ill of you, who doesn't know that you are the strongest one on the holy mountain, who would dare to speak ill of you?"

Banal said a little nervously, and the naked eye began to sweat profusely on his forehead.

The ancestors on the holy mountain would subconsciously exclude Bulkelso when discussing strength. That guy is already the strongest, so there is no need to discuss it.

"I seem to hear you talking about farming? Did I get it wrong?"

Kurtur twisted his head, and a series of noises came from his completely invisible neck.

This guy's body is like a humanoid bear, and his arms are so thick that he can't reach his back.

The neck is wrapped by muscles, and the muscles on the shoulders are directly connected to the back of the head.

The belt around his waist is shining orange.

The name of that belt is 'Kotul's Belt', because people who don't know him always say that he has such great power relying on that belt.

Therefore, after this belt becomes a legend, there are no attributes worthy of attention except for a large increase in strength.

Following Kurtur's question, Banal's body began to tremble again.

The shadow left by the past was too serious, and Banal completely forgot that it was impossible for a dog to wrestle with Kurtur.

Even a silverback gorilla might not have as much muscle strength as Kotur.

It's an exaggeration for Kotur, who can smash the only-named Earththumper leader of the crushing hammer into pieces.

"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

The little husky cried out loudly, and the bone in his mouth fell to the ground with a snap.

Then Kurtur's face began to change rapidly, and then he put on a pain mask as if disgusted.

"Ouch~ I really didn't expect you to be so ruthless! Ooh~"

Kurtur vomited loudly, but nothing could come out of the soul body's stomach.

"I said that the guys you raised are all stronger than the wild ones. It turns out that you used your own bones to feed them! How did you eat so much meat? Don't you feel sick!"

Kotur stretched out a trembling finger and pointed at Banal in front of him, then bent down his body.

Banal suddenly thought of something, hugged the little husky in front of him, picked up his own bone and stuffed it into the dog's mouth.

"Yes, you have seen it too, I only have this bone left, don't hit him again! These little animals have inherited my flesh and blood!"

Banal put the husky on Kurtur's face in a posture like holding a lion king, and roared loudly.

Rumlow's face on the other side also turned ugly.

"Don't worry, those were not fed like this before. No one would feed small animals with the bones of their compatriots. This puppy was just an accident."

Tariq appeared and spoke angrily.

When Banal yelled the previous sentence, he almost spit it out.

Hell, if he hadn't remembered that Banal had always used heaven spring water to make feed, he might not be able to resist going up and beating Banal directly.

No matter how powerful the ancestors of the Holy Mountain were, except for Vorusk and Lecco, they would not be able to defeat the three gatekeepers one-on-one after death.

Imprius always flirts with Bulkasso because of the heavenly spring water because their ancestors would always steal some heavenly spring water secretly.

These are all kept from Bulkelso, and belong to the little secrets among the ancestors.

"Banar, you are enough! If you disgust us again, believe it or not, you will have to spend today's banquet lying in front of the gate of the holy mountain!"

Madock roared violently, grabbing the sadness in his hand and trying to chop it.

Natasha and Hawkeye, who were watching silently not far away, had weird smiles on their faces, while Steve was a little embarrassed.

After seeing the somewhat unexpected lifestyle among the ancestors, I could only choose to be silent for a while.

"Forget it, if you raise anything else, I will never eat another bite! You bastard! Vomit~"

Kurt's body was a little illusory, the shock was a bit too great.

Outside the holy mountain, a huge birdman appeared in the distance dragging a thin figure.

From a distance, it looks like a large bird that has successfully hunted.

Kurtur looked up, then spit on the ground, turned around and walked towards that side.

Because the constant retching exhausted his physical strength, he was a little dizzy.

He plans to eat some fresh meat for today's banquet.

At least he was going to eat the frozen meat.

It was the first time for the barbarian to have a festival other than the festival. He wanted to live a better life, and fresh prey was his new goal.

"Little guy, I saved your life."

Banal held the little husky in his hand and shook it gently, his gesture was much gentler than that of a child.

"I said, if I wear a bearskin, can I be treated tenderly by the ancestors of Banar?"

Luke whispered.

"Then you need to make sure that the first person you see after you come to the holy mountain is not Kurtur, otherwise you may be dragged into a wrestling by him."

Maddock said angrily:

"What happened to the tin can before, if it is in the hands of Kutuer, even the battle armor forged by Rasuke will not be able to save you."

"Wait until next week, next week I will buy you a puppet costume, and you can show me how to wear it."

Jessica whispered while holding Luke's head.

Next week is an important appointment.

At that time, she will be able to get to know the purple man who brought her countless nightmares.

Luke will be with her when the time comes, life or death.

Jessica's words made Steve feel a little uncomfortable.

About next week's battle, he had already heard from others.

For SHIELD's missed appointment, this noble guy is still a little hard to accept.

This is not only the failure of S.H.I.E.L.D., but also his failure to fulfill his promise to Jessica.

"Will I be able to participate in that fight? It's my relapse, so I want to do my part."

Steve spoke frankly.

It was one of his creeds to take responsibility for himself, and Steve never shirked responsibility.

"Thank you for your kindness, we will win."

Luke's eyes widened, looking at Steve seriously as he said this.

This was between him and Jessica, and this was the most suitable head he had found as a trophy.

Luke made up his mind to win, and then killed the purple man who should have died long ago, so as to prove to Orac that he could protect Jessica.

"If, I mean if. You need my strength, no matter what it is, I will do my best to help you."

Steve made the promise after a moment of silence.

Although he did not mention any limitation of "not violating conscience and justice", this is his trust in the barbarians.

The savage is just, as he has established in previous encounters.

Even if Jessica and Luke's offer might go against his credo, he's prepared.

This is his debt.

The nobility of human nature sometimes violates the rules.

This cannot be said that this human nature is not noble enough, nor can he use "noble" as an excuse to escape punishment.

But Steve was prepared, including the punishment part.

"Banna!"

A scream came from the direction Kurtur left, attracting the attention of the others.

Because of the previous retching, Kotur didn't realize that the guy flying in the sky was not so human.

So he jumped up high and grabbed Betty Rose's wings.

Because of his sudden appearance, Betty Ross was frightened, so he accidentally let go of his paw.

"What the hell? Isn't this a big bird?"

Kotuel grabbed Betty Rose's wings and landed heavily on the ground. After realizing that the bird in his hand was not a big bird, he took a protective action carefully.

After all, he didn't intend to kill innocent people.

"Hulk!"

The moment Banner landed, he transformed into a Hulk and let out a roar.

Then he charged directly at Kotur.

With a height of 2.29 meters and a thick body, the Hulk looked one size bigger than Kurtur, so he successfully attracted Kurtur's attention.

"Whoa! You're not something that Banal secretly raised, are you?"

While questioning, Kotuel grabbed the Hulk's arm directly.

He hadn't seen an opponent who could wrestle for a long time. The barbarian ancestors of the Holy Mountain were too familiar with each other, and wrestling could no longer bring any freshness to Kurtur.

The sudden appearance of the Hulk aroused his rare interest.

Although this guy has some sinful aura about him, he is generally considered a good person.

So Kotull decided to play slowly for a while.

"What's that?"

Because Kotur called Banal's name, Banal turned his head and took a look, and then he was attracted.

There's something about the Hulk that's familiar to all Savages.

anger!

"Woo woo woo~"

The little husky let out a series of howls as if its tail had been bitten.

The bones in his mouth fell to the ground.

"Good dog, don't be afraid! I'm here, no one can bully you! I said it!"

Banal's curiosity about the Hulk was instantly dispelled.

There's a whole bunch of savages out there, and a mere Hulk isn't much of a threat.

Moreover, he has no responsibility to guard the gate of the holy mountain, and the Hulk has not caused any damage to the holy mountain.

"Hulk? How did this guy appear in this place?"

Natasha's face became less pretty.

There is a lot of news about the Hulk in S.H.I.E.L.D., and this big guy has caused a lot of damage.

Fortunately, Hulk didn't seem to have much interest in killing, so S.H.I.E.L.D. didn't pay special attention to this big guy.

Except for the military people who are always chasing the Hulk, no one else can't think of finding this big guy who exploded immediately.

"Hulk? I remember that guy called Abomination seemed to be calling this name all the time?"

Luke carefully pulled his head out of Jessica's arms, then stood up and watched from afar.

"Who's going to call General Ross? He seems to be chasing the Hulk all the time."

Hawkeye said something weird, they knew that General Ross was on the holy mountain.

The current Rose is undergoing corrections from the old General Qualkek.

It seems to have been a lot more honest.

As for what the old general Qualkek planned, no one asked.

After all, he is also a stubborn old man. If he has someone he likes, other people's opinions can't influence his thoughts.

"I suddenly felt that we haven't been in touch with Nick Fury for a long time."

Steve rubbed his shield and said with some embarrassment.

Compared with Natasha and Hawkeye who have become barbarians, he is a foreign guy.

But before he knew it, he took Harrogas Holy Mountain as his home, and he didn't know how to send back magic.

"It seems to be, but I don't want to talk to that guy. Every day is an endless task, and every time I go to some places that are not important at all, how many things do I have to do to gain the trust of that black-hearted bastard?"

Natasha took out a bottle of vodka and poured it into her mouth.

She had already drank Cassius, not because of her drinking capacity. But because Cassius is also a barbarian with few treasures.

Cassius, who was active in the same era as Orac, certainly didn't have many collections.

"I am on vacation."

Hawkeye said concisely.

Then he turned his attention to Tony on the ground.

Tony Stark is still a curious guy for Hawkeye.

Of course he would not dismiss the lifestyle of the rich, but he would not be envious either.

After all, he already had a family.

"That green guy is quite interesting, but his mind seems immature?"

Maddock glanced at the two guys who were wrestling, and said meaningfully.

Hulk's strength is getting stronger little by little, which is a very interesting thing.

And Kurtur seemed to be enjoying it, and was liberating his own power little by little.

The Hulk acts like he's a brat, totally sassy.

I just don't know when Coutur will get tired of playing.

"Boy! Can you understand me!?"

Kotu put his head against the Hulk and roared loudly, adding a little more strength to his hands.

Although this is far from making him feel fully satisfied, this pure power has already surpassed Luke's level.

So the year of cherishing talents appeared in Kotur's heart.

"Hulk! Angry!"

It took the Hulk a long time to squeeze out such a sentence, and his body grew taller again.

"Huh? Angry? I can do this too!"

There was a flash of red light on Kurtur's body, and the pure anger flashed away.

Hulk can become more powerful as his anger rises, but his sanity will also disappear in constant anger.

This is very similar to Banner.

"Your purity is too bad! Or you don't know what the power of anger is."

Kurtur said with a laugh.

Anger needs to be controlled, and irrational anger will only lead you into the abyss without turning over.

Countless savages have confirmed this!

"Hulk! Fall!"

The Hulk would say a few "Hulk" words back and forth, a boring rant that would annoy Kurtur.

The Hulk flailed his arms, trying to knock Kurtur out.

Generally speaking, stepping on the ground is the most important thing when wrestling. There is no way to use the skill of throwing in mid-air.

In order to be able to wrestle better, the best power Kurtur possesses besides the body is the power of the earth!

Standing on the ground will always make him invincible in battle!

"Wrestling? Do you know why wrestling is used as the end of wrestling?"

Kurtur shouted loudly in a preaching tone, his feet still stood on the ground as if they had taken root!

Perhaps on the battlefield outside the holy mountain, it is still possible to overthrow Kotur.

But this is Harrogas, based on the holy mountain, Kurtur, who enjoys the blessing of the holy mountain, will not be overthrown by existences other than Bulkasso!

"Falling to the ground! It means that the counterattack you can make will lose its strength!"

Kurtur added a little more strength to his arms, and his fingers pinched deep marks on Hulk's shoulders!

His fingers are thick, but not short at all.

On the contrary, he has a pair of big hands that all soldiers envy!

Larger hands mean better ability to hold weapons!

Big hands can also allow him to better grasp the opponent's body!

Kurt's fingers were embedded in Hulk's collarbone, and he grabbed Hulk's body without any clothing as a force point!

"ha!"

Kurtur exhaled and spoke up! For the first time, all the power of the soul body was shown on the arms!

A clean slam smashed the Hulk directly to the ground!

The huge force made Hulk's body tremble, and the ground shook with the blow.

"Falling down will also reduce the power you can use by more than half!

Without the strength of the ground, you can't use the strength of your legs, and the strength of your core will also be affected! "

Kurtur jumped forward and sat on Hulk's waist.

Arms folded and raised high, then dropped abruptly towards the Hulk's face.

"The riding position will make you difficult to defend and stop! Entanglement on the ground requires you to know how to use the power of the ground!"

Kurt's fists stopped in front of Hulk, and Hulk's sheer strength made Hulk lose the will to fight.

The body began to shrink a little bit, and turned back to the slightly thinner Dr. Bruce Banner.

"It seems that it is really a child who hid behind the adults after realizing that I did not intend to kill you?"

Kurtur stood up, talking with some disappointment.

He just found some wrestling feeling and the opponent ran away, which was a bad experience.

"The ground is the weapon, and the ground is the source of power. The harder the ground, the stronger the lethality! Unfortunately, you didn't wait for me to finish this."

Kurtur looked at Betty Rose who was looking horrified at the side with some disappointment.

"What about you? Can't you change back to your original form?"

Kutur put his hands on his waist and said meaningfully.

Betty Ross has not yet mastered the ability to transform back into a human. Wanting to transform back into a human is not only a technical problem, but also a mentality problem.

After all, she was just a woman who had been transformed in a hurry, and she hadn't even tried to fight before that.

"Who are you?"

Betty Ross carefully approached Banner on the ground, staring at Kurtur in front of him.

"I'm not good at guiding, it's too troublesome."

Kotur shook his head and turned around directly.

Although I didn't wrestle to my heart's content once, I still feel a lot more comfortable after warming up.

"Since you've come here, let's take two more steps! You'll understand after you pass through the gate of the holy mountain."

Kurt turned around and left.

This is still outside the holy mountain, and he has no obligation to introduce how great the holy mountain is to visitors.

That's the gatekeeper's responsibility.

"Since you have already fought, why do you have to do it so many times? XXX!"

Maddock stood up cursing, walked to the gate and cursed at Kurtur.

"I only know that the Hulk exists, who is that Harpy?"

Natasha asked Hawkeye beside her in a low voice, Hawkeye could only shake his head.

Who knows that the Harpy is Betty Ross except for Mordoc and Dr. Stern? ?

Natasha hadn't intended to get an answer by asking someone that question.

"I've always been on the holy mountain, how could I know these things?"

Hawkeye still opened his mouth to refute, because he saw the look of "as expected" in Natasha's eyes.

"Is that you? Betty!?"

Not far away, a three-meter-tall red fat man ran over. Originally, he belonged to a red giant, but now he is a red fat man.

Apparently the old General Qualkek hadn't been idle all this time.

The red giant was swollen at least three times.

Although Betty Ross has been transformed into a harpy, General Ross can still recognize his daughter.

The throbbing in his blood made his voice tremble a little.

The fat red man shrunk in size little by little, and turned into his original human appearance.

"Who are you?"

Betty Ross asked in a trembling voice.

She also felt the throbbing of her blood, but she really couldn't recognize the fat man in front of her who was about the same age as her father...

"Betty, my daughter! How did you become like this? Banner? Or Mordoc? Mordoc deceived me!"

General Ross didn't care what Betty Ross said, perhaps because Betty Ross' appearance made the general who doted on his daughter lose his cool.

"Hmm? Do you hear that? Mordoc."

Rumlow shook his head and said to Steve.

They had only had a brief meeting with Mordoc during the battle in London.

Then the big head disappeared from their sight.

Now that Mordoc is the clearest clue to catching Hydra, Rumlow can't pretend that he didn't hear it.

"The S.H.I.E.L.D. did not find any traces of Mordoc, so I didn't expect it to be connected with the military.

S.H.I.E.L.D. is controlled by the military, and obviously the military is not as clean as I thought. "

Steve's eyebrows furrowed.

He still underestimated the ambitions of S.H.I.E.L.D. and the military.

Steve, who has been fighting as a soldier, has not adapted to this era where interests are paramount.

Only then did he realize that he really couldn't keep up with the young man's thoughts.

"But it doesn't matter, haven't we found news about Mordoc? Whether it's General Ross or the two over there... hmm? How can I describe them better?"

As Rumlow said, he turned his head and glanced at Natasha.

He knows a lot about the Hulk, but the Harpy is beyond his memory.

"Bruce Banner and Betty Ross."

Natasha said casually.

This is not so confidential information, just two names, and there will be no problem telling Rumlow.

"Okay, Hulk Bruce Banner and Harpy Betty Ross. They obviously know something about Mordoc too. We and they are about to walk through the gates of the Holy Mountain."

Rumlow rubbed his chin.

The Hulk is clearly getting some favor from the Cultul ancestry, but are Bruce Banner and the Hulk one or two?

"Those are two consciousnesses, but only one soul."

Tariq said casually.

What Rumlow is thinking can't be hidden from him, since the heir has been chosen, understanding is a must.

Just like Rumlow and the others will see the picture of the Holy Mountain, under the power of the Holy Mountain, the ancestors can also vaguely feel some thoughts of the heir.

Without mutual understanding, how is it possible not to breed conflicts?

The training methods of the barbarians were quite rough, but what the ancestors needed was not a group of idiots who yelled and hacked people, nor would they turn their heirs into extreme lunatics.

All violence and urging are just means, and they are very clear about the scale.

"Split personality?"

Hawkeye spat out the word, and Tony on the ground finally stood up unsteadily.

Forced to experience the feeling of weightlessness before, he finally regained a little balance.

Without the help of Jarvis, Tony is not an experienced fighter even with a powerful battle suit.

"Maybe? But there is only one soul in a person. If you have seen a guy with two souls, it goes without saying that one of them must be an outsider."

Tariq did not miss the opportunity to attend class, and spoke calmly.

The Ross father and daughter over there finally recognized each other and hugged each other tightly.

It's just that the height of the harpy is a bit too high for General Ross who has returned to his human form.

It looks as funny as an old hen holding a chick.

As for Banner on the side, he stood up in a daze.

Although he could know what Hulk had done, it was the first time he saw Hulk being "bullied" and unwilling to come out.

Banner was a little confused.

Hmm... from 600 characters to 12,000...

Continue to work hard tomorrow, this month's update will not be less than 310,000 words.

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