Dark Savages Come To the United States

"Matthew, your fighting talent reminds me of Sonya. Of course, you are still worse than her."

The female barbarian in the standard armor said in a hoarse voice.

Matthew Murdoch is now able to use a hand axe relatively proficiently, although now he is only chopping wood.

But that quick and neat action seemed a little more pleasing to the eye.

This female barbarian and Sonya are not familiar with each other, but who in the whole holy mountain does not know about that gifted fellow?

The female barbarian made such an evaluation according to her imagination Sonya's talent compared to Matthew's talent.

Of course, this kind of evaluation is a bit unfair to Sonya, but that guy can imitate a lot of things with just one look at combat skills.

If she heard such an evaluation, she would probably have a contest with Matthew, Sonya is a genius enough to be conceited. But Sonya isn't in this world right now, so there's no harm in saying that.

"Ma'am, you haven't told me your name until now, which makes me very concerned."

Matthew wielded a hand axe and split the stake in front of him in half, speaking to the female barbarian.

"You don't need to know my name. Only the legendary guy deserves to be named here, and I'm just a barbarian who fell at the hands of the demon army."

The female barbarian said expressionlessly. When she was still alive, she wanted to be a warrior like Leko, but she lost her life when she fought for the fifth time.

The female barbarian looked at Matthew, as if she was thinking about something.

"Now, are you ready to enter my secret realm?"

The female barbarian looked at Matthew in front of her with more approval in her eyes.

When this blind man ascended the holy mountain, all the ancestral spirits did not think that he could become a barbarian. In their opinion, it is better for Matthew to be a mage.

After all, over the years, there has never been a blind barbarian warrior, but there have been several blind powerhouses among the mages.

In this case, the female barbarian chose Matthew, although she didn't have much expectations for Matthew.

After all, the group of barbarians can even turn a blind eye to the molten fire on the ground. Moreover, with eyes, it is even more difficult for Matthew who does not have eyes.

But this blind man's inner yearning for justice is the reason why she took over this guy and started training.

After Matthew passed her secret realm, Matthew would have the opportunity to seek training from a more powerful ancestor.

"In the secret realm you've been talking about, what will happen to me?"

Matthew was still waving the axe in his hand uninterruptedly. The weight of this axe was average. Although he struggled a little, it was no longer a problem to use it.

"All the battles I've been through from life to death."

Although this is said, it does not mean that all the successors are passed at once. This process is carried out in stages.

Although she died after only five battles, this female barbarian is definitely not weak, but she is the kind of Hanhan who can ignore the molten fire on the ground.

Even with good fighting power, she still died under the demon's conspicuous magic.

According to her estimation, Matthew's strength is almost the same now. As long as he finds a few pieces of protective gear in the first secret realm, he will have a good chance to pass through her secret realm.

"A battle in which a warrior as powerful as you will die, now I seem to be almost meaningless."

Matthew spoke to the female barbarian calmly.

He had already experienced the fighting skills and strength of this female barbarian, and he knew very well that he was far from her opponent.

"Cough! Those demons are not very strong. My death was due to an accident."

There was some embarrassment in the hoarse voice of the female barbarian.

Her five battles are the fallen demon squad, the walking corpse, a purgatory demon cow, the corpse mother, and the wandering soul with molten fire.

The previous battle was at the level of chopping melons and vegetables, and the last battle was caused by ignoring the rolling fire waves on the ground in order to pick up the orange-glowing equipment.

"Then you'd better hurry up."

The female barbarian didn't say more, just watched Matthew wield the axe.

…

When it was finally time to rest, Matthew and Luke lay on their respective beds, wondering what they were thinking.

In the end, Luke, who had a bruised nose and a swollen face, broke the silence.

"Matthew, don't you rush back to work?"

Matthew is a lawyer, and his work has always been very busy.

"My partner will handle the work well, and now we should seize the time to become stronger."

Matthew lay on the stone bed with his hands by his sides.

Although he wanted to put his arms behind his head, the constant soreness made him give up the idea.

"I feel like the training here has violated my freedom, **** it!"

Luke complained that although he could clearly feel that he was getting stronger, the hard training made him a little uncomfortable.

Maddock's training method is similar to the Spartan training he has heard of.

When the heavy iron rod fell on his body, it gave him no less pain than Madam Gao caused him every time.

Although these attacks did not leave any injuries under Maddock's exquisite control, the pain that came from each time made him fresh in his memory.

"You're a lawyer, can you help me and Maddock tell me not to train in that way. We are people living in a civilized society, so he can't train in a civilized way?"

When Luke spoke, he also reached out to touch the bruise on his face, and then ended the nonsense with a grimacing pain.

Matthew's expression now is like that of a law student who was asked by a friend if he could help him with free legal help.

Although most of his work is free, this is not what makes him sad.

"What do you think should I go to the court to file a lawsuit for you?"

Matthew's words interrupted this aimless chat. The best thing they should do now is to go straight to sleep and then go to tomorrow's training.

…

The next morning in the New York Temple.

"Wang, it's your turn to work today!"

A mage interrupted Wang from staring at the pot in a daze. Today is the day when Wang collects milk.

These days, he still didn't have the courage to try to eat the white ash in the jar.

"By the way, have you felt any changes in your body?"

Wang put down the crock pot and stretched his body, which was a little stiff because he hadn't moved for too long.

"I feel like I can turn over a cow head-on now!"

The mage who came to spread the word raised his arms, as if he wanted to show his strength.

"Moo~"

A cow roared, accompanied by the sound of the mage falling to the ground.

Mike's eyes the size of copper bells showed disdain.

After being instilled by the spring water of heaven, it is much smarter than before.

Although the cow itself is not a stupid animal, but now it can fully understand the words of human beings, which is an incredible change.

"Okay, Mike! He's just a metaphor, let's go eat first!"

Wang picked up the twine holding Mike and walked towards the hall of the sanctuary.

That place was where Mike often stayed. Fortunately, Mike was very smart and didn't add any burden to the cleaning of the sanctuary.

"Moo~"

Mike walked to the front of the king, and now it's like a cow leading the mage to move.

The much stronger Mike dragged Wang to move, just like a child with a large dog. Human thoughts couldn't control these big guys at all.

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