Dark Savages Come To the United States

"Sonya!?"

The gatekeeper of the holy mountain found the seriously injured Sonya immediately.

He hurried to the front and helped Sonya up.

Korik, because he is too honest, he will always be used as a substitute.

Fortunately, Kerrick didn't have any objection to this. It might be better to say that staying quietly in front of the gate of the holy mountain was his hobby, so he was the first barbarian to meet Sonya.

"Korik, it looks like Bulkelso is here."

Sonya spoke with some difficulty.

Her body has begun to decline.

The power in the blood has been taken by Rathmana to find her mother, and even the muscles of Sonya's body have begun to atrophy.

"The power of death!? You met Malthael?"

Kerrick took out a bottle of potion from under the ground and poured it into Sonya's mouth.

The changes on the holy mountain could no longer attract his attention.

Sonya is a good kid and a genius.

Klick always took great care of such children.

"I... don't know yet! But my arrival obviously has something to do with Malthael! Ahem!"

Sonya was given a mouthful of potion, but kept talking.

A sense of urgency has filled her heart.

Although it's not going to be dazzled, it's not like nothing happened.

"Stabilize the injury first, Bulkelso is over there, and he will be here soon!"

Kerik glanced at the nameless ancestors who were watching around, with a urging look.

Even interrupting the barbarian's joy of regaining the Immortal King would not be a good thing.

But these empty celebrations were by no means as important as Sonya's life.

The return of a pure savage is more cause for celebration than having an Immortal King!

The nameless ancestor took a deep look at Sonya, and then ran out in the direction of the elder temple.

This kind of thing should be told to Buer Kaisuo alone first, this is the idea of ​​this ancestor.

On the other end, Bulkelso lowered his hands holding the two knives high.

Putting the weapon on his waist, he took out the two legendary gems that were expected to awaken Leoric from his backpack.

He glanced in the direction of the crowd. Although it was a little strange, in the eyes of Bulkelso, there was nothing more important than finding Craig.

Leoric left behind, the remains of Death Ashira, and the traces of the Skeleton King in Mr. Immortal's memory.

There is also the mad monarch scepter in the hand of the solitary Skeleton King's family member Mina Hark.

Leoric had already thought about it.

If he is killed one day, there will always be a way to come back.

It's just that he never wanted to return to the world as the virtuous king of Candulas, because the virtuous king did not have the power to defeat the demon god.

Bulkelso walked into the crowd with two gems under the eyes of the ancestors, and his eyes widened suddenly when he saw Craig!

The monk's strength did not conceal him.

It's just the reincarnation of a monk, and it won't leave traces of other people in the reincarnated soul!

In other words, the mark left by Leoric has disappeared in the occupation of Vandaloni and Karasim!

Yin Na's mantra restrained Leoric no less than the Holy Light of Arakat believed by the crusaders.

The most obvious trace left by Leoric was gone.

Even though he may have left corresponding things in other places, it was a search of fate.

"Karasim."

Bulkelso was holding two gems, and the gems were constantly squeezing and rubbing in his palm, making an unpleasant sound.

Could he still kill his monk friend who had been fighting with him for many years in order to wake up Skeletron?

But it finally made him angry.

"Masail's scheme?"

Bulkelso asked the ancestors around him.

The previous festive atmosphere became deserted in a blink of an eye.

"Obviously something to do with that guy, but we can't be sure if it was an accident or a plan."

Kanuk glanced at Laiko before speaking to Bulkelso.

"In the face of wisdom, there are no surprises."

Tariq glanced at Burkasso's expression, then smiled dryly, with a bitter voice.

They'd had enough of Malthael's machinations.

Every time, only at the moment when the conspiracy is really uncovered, can they understand that they have been calculated.

Sacrifice for this is already the norm.

"We need people, at least enough people to have a chance to find what Leoric may have left behind, otherwise..."

Bulkeso said so.

If you want to revive Leoric, you have to find some traces of Leoric's consciousness.

Otherwise, no amount of action is useless.

Awareness is the foundation of recovery.

It's just that he didn't finish his sentence!

Because a roar came!

"Sonia! Sonya is back! With serious injuries! Right in front of the gate of the Holy Mountain!"

The unnamed ancestor who reported the message came up and shouted into Bulkasso's ear.

Although he really wanted to tell Bulkelso alone, it was still difficult for him to restrain his voice in anger.

Even though he tried his best to keep his voice down.

With a bang, the scene exploded.

Sonya's return is a big deal.

And serious injuries are definitely not unusual!

Burkasso pushed away the ancestors beside him with an ugly expression, and walked towards the gate of the holy mountain.

The other ancestors followed behind, and lost interest in the life on the holy mountain.

[Seriously injured? What kind of serious injury? Contamination of death? Or Rathma's plunder? 】

Bulkasso kept thinking in his mind.

His footsteps were quick and powerful, and he tried his best not to panic.

Kanai said that the Immortal King has to play an exemplary role in front of his tribe and cannot show the negative emotions in his heart.

For this reason, Volusk pretended to be that arrogant.

Bulkelso's pace slowly accelerated until he started running wildly!

"Go fm the decorum and ceremony!"

With a low growl, the ancestor behind him also relaxed a little.

The hot-tempered Bulkelso was more familiar to them than the scheming one.

Bulkelso's irascible appearance is the appearance they trust.

It was this irritability that made those demons feel somewhat apprehensive when facing barbarians.

The barbarians don't need an immortal king for display, they just need a leader who can stand at the forefront and shout "Follow me!"

Holding two gems in his hands, Bulkelso landed heavily on the ground, leaving a circle of cracks on the ground every time he landed.

The ancestors followed behind aggressively, and their posture was even worse than when they launched a countercharge against the demon army at that time.

"Sonya!"

In a blink of an eye, Bulkelso stood by Sonya's side, pushing Kerik aside.

Looking at Sonya who couldn't even swallow the medicine, his face became more and more gloomy.

Sonya is not only fighting in the footsteps of Bulkelso, but also an apprentice of Bulkelso.

This kind of injury is no longer something that medicine can solve.

"My blood is about to run out, but fortunately, I can still bring you some news!"

Sonya struggled to stand up, but none of the ancestors reached out to help her.

Sonya is haughty and won't show any vulnerable warriors, she won't ask for help.

"First ancestor!?"

Bulkasso said through gritted teeth.

He already felt the breath of the first generation Bulkasso from Sonya.

That breath of blood, but still full of cruelty and dissatisfaction has told Bulkelso a lot of news.

"He took over your body? Then he chose to resurrect!?"

Bulkelso's voice sounded more and more like a growl.

Faced with this kind of injury where the blood was drawn away, Bulkelso could only think of this kind of thing.

After all, not long ago, a fantasy of that first ancestor still wanted to occupy his body.

"Listen to me! Lilith is resurrected! My bloodline was taken by the first generation and became a sacrifice! The will of the first generation ancestors was hung on the stone pillar!"

Sonya spoke with difficulty, a little shaky.

Burkasso glanced at the two gemstones in his hand, clenched his teeth, and made a piercing sound!

"Will you accept the blood of a stag?"

Bulkasso said those words from his mouth.

He can re-endow Sonya's bloodline, but if he wants to regain his vitality, he will lack one of the Immortality Gem and the Vitality Gem.

Leoric or Sonya?

a puzzle.

"I don't care, but these two gems are not for me. Burkasso! What you are about to face is a stronger Malthael, or the power of Malthael and Lilith.

I don't have time to get stronger from battles! Leoric is not weak. "

Sonya knew Bulkeso's plan during the conversation of a few words.

It's just an excuse she chose.

Bulkelso's blood can bring Sonya back to the top, but it also means that Bulkelso is facing weakness.

The price to be paid to get Sonya back from the brink of danger is not small at all.

Sonya, on the other hand, needs no pity.

She was raised as an orphan in Sanctuary.

Get what you lack by fighting, and fight with your life when you meet an enemy.

Sonya never owed anyone anything.

And it is the same now.

"Shut up! Let me think!"

Bulkelso clenched his fists, and the ancestors behind him remained silent.

Today is the first sunrise that the Immortal King ushered in, so they don't intend to let the Immortal King have any regrets.

At least, this day they will let the Immortal King enjoy the supreme rights, as long as it is not too excessive.

At that time, Volusk chose the most beautiful girl to take care of his daily life for a day, although he did nothing.

But such an excessive joke was still tacitly accepted by the ancestors.

So when it was Bulkelso's turn, it was the same.

No matter how many ideas they have today, they will not go against Bulkelso's will.

It's just that they hope to see a satisfactory result.

"Bulkasso, I don't care! I, I want to tell you, several times!"

Sonya's wound was bleeding.

But the bloody process also came to an end.

"Tell me once is enough!"

Bulkelso exhausted all his strength, and instantly transformed into the posture of the fury of the berserker!

He squeezed the two gems together tightly, and the gems began to make an overwhelmed sound!

The faces of the ancestors changed, but they remained silent.

Some of them want to wake up Leoric, while others want to save Sonya.

But today, Bulkelso's voice can only be heard on the holy mountain!

"Crack!"

Two gems shattered!

The death-preserving gem turned into a gray mist, entangled in Bulkelso's palm!

As for the vitality gem, it turned into a mass of jelly, trembling constantly.

"I chose to save my compatriots! As for Leoric, I will bring him back from the past!"

Bulkelso said this, as if explaining to the ancestors around him.

None of the ancestors spoke.

After all, this is the day of great joy when the Immortal King takes office.

Burkasso took out a dagger and aimed it at his chest.

The two gems can keep Sonya's life, but they can't keep Sonya's strength.

After all, barbarians fight through the strength of their blood, and the rules are just the less important part.

"Today, the Immortal King cannot be injured."

Lai Ko stretched out her hand and grabbed Bulkelso's wrist.

"I will not go against your will, Immortal King. But why didn't you assign me to redeem Sonya?"

Lai Ko teased.

Then he greeted the strange eyes of the other ancestors openly.

"I! No need, pity!"

Sonya growled like a lioness.

Let go of the palm covering the wound!

Her pale, bloodless arms were stained with her own dried blood.

Hands gripped tightly on the weapon.

"After soldiers leave the battlefield, they need to be treated by doctors. This is the tradition."

Lei Ko twisted Bulkelso's wrist forcefully, trying to point the dagger at her chest.

But he saw Bulkeso's red eyes and cold gaze.

Before Lai Ko showed the fury of the berserker, he couldn't shake Bulkelso's arm now!

"Stab!"

The dagger in Burkasso's hand pierced his chest, and blood began to spray out continuously.

He doesn't know any magic, and he can't tell the blood to freeze in mid-air like Rathma.

Waste is inevitable.

But there is value in doing so.

"I am the Immortal King! Leiko!"

Burkasso roared like this, and took out the earthen jar that contained the Qualkek bitter wine from his pocket, and put it on his chest, containing the splashed blood!

"Where's the Mountain Axe? I don't think anyone is better suited to be a recruit's general than Sonya! Now, bring him to me! Leko!"

"Bulk Casso, it will take some time for the Mountain Splitter to choose a candidate!"

Lai Ko said urgently, and continued to try hard to twist Bulkelso's wrist.

But that hand tightly gripped the dagger and crock, motionless!

"That is to say, there is no suitable candidate for the Mountain-Splitting Axe! I ask you now, take out the Mountain-Splitting Axe, and let it choose for itself, whether it is the guy who is not a barbarian, or the one in front of us, who has proved himself strong and fearless fighters!"

Bull Casso roared!

The dagger in his hand dug open his chest more forcefully, revealing the huge heart hidden under the tough ribs!

"I am the Immortal King, and I will save my people! And that time is every moment!"

Bulkelso threw the energy of the two gems into the crock.

The already filled blood began to glow red and fiery!

Sorry, I went to the hospital, the number is a bit small.

I had a headache when I got up, so I went to check it just in time for the nucleic acid test to be valid.

Nothing serious, just nervous headaches...

After eating Analgin, continue to code.

Thanks.

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