Dark Savages Come To the United States

A banquet with only three people started.

Gu Yi and Bulkesso were still the same as before, walking through the snow on the holy mountain of Harrogath in light clothes.

And poor Jill was wrapped like a ball at this time, and even so, he could still feel the cold surrounding him.

"Jill, when you become a warrior, you will walk from here to the Temple of the Elders shirtless with a small hand axe and a broken wooden round shield, and then accept the test of the ancestors!"

"Although those ferocious beasts can no longer be found on the mountain now, maybe this level is enough for your body."

Bourkessel's words sounded exaggerated, and there was a sincere smile on his majestic face, so Jill didn't believe it.

He thought it was an adult lie, just to amuse him and have fun.

"I can definitely do it, don't underestimate me!"

Jill made a loud oath to prevent Bourkesso from achieving his "evil" purpose!

There are countless ancestors' souls wandering on the holy mountain of Harrogath.

But when they heard such a "weak" child respond so loudly to the next immortal king they recognized, they still couldn't hold back their curiosity and showed up.

When Jill appeared on the holy mountain of Harrogath, all the ancestors felt that the child was weaker than the barbarians, as if he was about to die of illness.

But after hearing his proclamation, what brave savage wouldn't want to see this brave boy?

Well, that's an interesting misunderstanding, but savage savages don't care.

"Bulkesso, where did you find such a courageous child? When he is tested, let me be his examiner! I am the tough guy who defeated the plague king, let him enter my secret realm. !"

An ancestor jumped out and shouted loudly at Bourkesso.

Even for a barbarian who is accustomed to loud voices, this volume is hoarse.

The loud noise frightened Jill, and he almost fell to the ground and rolled out like a ball.

"Madok! Don't say how difficult it is to defeat the epidemic king. I chopped up the chokemen in three or two strokes. This good seedling is a waste for you. Do you want him to imitate you, for a Do you die alone in a corner where you don't know the source of the voice that you can't tell?"

Another ancestor jumped out and began to fight for the power of Jill's inheritance, even mentioning Maddock's pain points to attack the other party.

"Anbo! You've been dead for many years! That way of yours is outdated!"

"Ha! You lose all weapons of glory, don't you see those little guys holding 'Madok's Sorrow'!"

As for the other ancestors, their interest in Gil had been suppressed by the quarrel between Maddock and Amber.

After all, in this place, what soul does not have some glorious past?

Even the most of these souls are those savages who have not even passed down their names. For them, it seems more important to see the jokes of Maddock and Amber.

They basically gave up the idea of ​​fighting for this brave heir, and the best warriors naturally have to inherit the best heritage.

Most of these barbarian ancestors thought so.

At this time, Jill really realized that the exaggerated test method that Bourkeseau said before was not a joke.

His feet softened and he slipped to the ground. At the same time, he felt a chill in his heart.

But thinking of the battle scene between Bourkesso and death, he had a strong impulse for the first time in his heart, this time not for others, not for revenge and wanting to become stronger.

From the bottom of his heart, he wanted to gain strength, and he wanted to become the barbarian warrior who dared to take a weapon and slashed hard no matter what he faced.

Perhaps what he pursues is not strength, but the kind of fearless bravery.

"These souls seem to be different from ghosts?"

Gu Yi looked at the ancestors who suddenly appeared, and asked Bulkesuo curiously.

"The Holy Mountain of Harrogath shelters the barbarians, and the souls of the barbarians will not be destroyed, nor will they leave the Holy Mountain. Except for those three special beings."

With that hearty smile, Burkesso answered the ancient one.

Souls are not indestructible in the world of Diablo, but only the barbarian ancestors on the holy mountain of Harrogath are special.

Their experience and will will be passed on.

"Burgessau, those funny guys have been in the mountains for several days, what should we do?"

An ancestor spoke to Bourkesso, and from his expression, it seemed that he had a great opinion on these rash agents.

"What's the matter? What else can those guys find on the mountain that they shouldn't see?"

Burkeseau responded to the ancestor with a somewhat boring tone.

"Mainly, their way of searching is starting to go a little too far."

Hearing these words, Bourkesso threw his attention to the holy mountain of Harrogath, and looked at the team of agents with the help of the eyes of the ancestors.

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"Captain! There's nothing on this **** mountain. We've been here for days, and we don't even have a way to climb to the top!"

An agent dressed in thick clothes spoke to Rumlow, who was walking at the front, and kicked away a stone buried in the snow.

This is the first time he has kicked this stone away. Ever since they climbed this weird mountain, every day seems to be spinning in place.

But I can't find the track where I came.

Even if he left a mark on the spot, but after a turn around, it seems to have returned to the original spot, but the mark left has disappeared.

After these guys came to the Holy Mountain of Harrogath, they moved towards the top of the mountain every day, but they couldn't even get close to the top of the mountain~www.readwn.com~ Even with high-tech positioning devices, they You can only see that your position has been stuck in the same place.

If it wasn't for the exhaustion from their bodies, they all began to wonder if they had fallen into a dream.

"You mean to say that it's time for us to go back?"

Rumlow looked at the partner who asked the question, with anger in his eyes.

If it is said that who is under the most pressure these days, who else is it except Rumlow who leads the team?

From the day they arrived, this mountain has brought these battle-hardened agents a strong sense of frustration, the feeling of moving toward the goal, but everything tells them that they are doing nothing, which is too bad. .

Even though these guys have seen countless paranormal events, a situation like this one is unheard of.

"Are we going back like this? We haven't seen any danger these days. Do you mean to go back like this!?"

Brock Rumlow, with the name of Crossbones, as one of the best front-line combat characters in S.H.I.E.L.D., although he is not the kind of reckless guy, his patience is also spent in this endless white snow. 's clean.

"Captain, I mean do you want to seek support from the headquarters?"

The nervous team member, who was caused by Rumlow's roar, was a little timid and said.

You must know that Rumlow's temperament has always been violent, and this poor member does not want to attract a lot of abuse.

Every part of the holy mountain of Harrogath has been stained with the flesh and blood of demons, and those who are not frank in their hearts will only be turned away.

After all, how can a guy who can't even face himself be called brave?