Dark Savages Come To the United States

On the holy hill of Harrogath.

"Leike, have you done your preparations!"

Tariq said to Lecco unceremoniously, even a little bit like yelling.

"I can start at any time, but I still don't think it is necessary for this war."

Lai Ko didn't raise her head, she felt a little uneasy about what she was going to do next.

"Of course, war is always something to be disliked.

That means death, and it means how many poor people are going to lose their lives.

How many families will be broken.

But war is never unnecessary.

There are times when you have no choice but to go to war. "

Tariq spoke the truth, but the expression on his face was clearly sneering.

Lai Ko, a barbarian born for love.

Angry because of love.

Does not hold hands in battle, nor shake hands before killing an enemy.

But the torment deep in her heart still made her feel a lot of pressure.

"I don't make mistakes, I've never made a mistake in a fight.

It's just that every time I think of the battlefield, my heart is as painful as being pinched.

Tariq, we are all different.

Even in battle, we can kill the life in front of us without stopping, but each of us is different. "

Lai Ko's voice was rare, even like a low whisper.

But the anger in her was already burning.

Angry that he had to set foot on the battlefield, angry that he had to take the lives of others.

Angry at his inability and inability to resist this fucking fate!

"Leiko, get ready to go.

There is always someone to sacrifice, preferably ourselves.

But sometimes you have to face a situation where you have no choice.

Fate does not give us a choice. "

Kerik leaned on his two-handed ax with a calm expression.

Perhaps in the matter of needing to take someone's life, only Korik's pain can be compared with Lai Ko.

"Don't comfort me.

Your consolation is not only stabbing a knife in my heart, but also causing my own pain.

So stop talking.

Guarding everything within the reach of my hands, I am willing to be a butcher.

Although I wouldn't yell 'meat' to charge. "

Lacquer told a joke.

She was talking about the butcher in his own slaughterhouse, but the joke didn't make anyone laugh.

"Now that you are ready, let killing end a war.

If anyone survives the war, I'll wait for them to stand before us with vengeance.

Of course, I will not stand still!

Killing others in pain is for oneself to survive!

Let the race continue!

So when others stand in front of us for the continuation and survival of their own race, they can only fight frankly.

Admit that you are dirty, and see who can survive. "

Tariq's expression became ferocious.

Proof of Shame The legend brought Talic only to prove how shamed he was.

But it doesn't matter, people have to bear the price for their own choices.

"This time we are the only ones making the shot.

Kalcho will stand by the gates of the holy mountain.

If we died in the war, we deserved it and deserved it.

It's a pity that there probably couldn't be three gatekeepers on the holy mountain of Harrogas at that time. "

Korik stretched his body.

The flames are rising!

"A portal...

An unjust war...

A boring game of not knowing who's going to fall! "

Lai Ko sang in a strange tone, and inserted her hands into the void with all her might.

Then the muscles trembled, and a portal was torn open!

It is not easy to open a portal to a world.

A war that is destined to end from the beginning cannot be ended by a few pacifists who choose to sacrifice their lives.

War is a means to an end.

And the purpose of this war is to gain the right to survive!

"Let's go!"

Tariq didn't waver, and went through the portal first.

Sword Master Kahn, one of the newly promoted three ancestors, followed Taliq with his cherished pair of swords in both hands.

Kerrick rubbed his beard, his complexion turned sallow.

With the huge ax in his hand resting on his shoulder, he walked in without saying a word.

The last one is Leiko who just opened the portal!

Lai Ko turned her head and looked at the towering Elder Temple.

In other words, what she was looking at was Bulkelso who was in the Elder's Temple.

His eyes were very calm, as if he didn't have any emotional fluctuations.

"Only four people take action to face a world war, although they are basically equal in strength.

But I also want to say, this is not fair! "

Lai Ko's voice was barely heard.

There was no one around to listen.

But Harrogath Mountain itself will certainly record this sentence!

I will definitely tell these words in a whisper to every barbarian who has ever or will stay on the holy mountain of Harrogas!

...

"Of course it's not fair.

Because we must win.

If you lose, I will set foot on the battlefield myself.

It's just that when the time comes, the situation becomes unmanageable. "

Bulkelso whispered in the direction of Lai Ko.

Bulkelso, who has accomplished the great feat of rebuilding the barbarian holy mountain, can certainly know what Laiko said.

This holy mountain is called Harrogas, just because the name once represented the most glorious civilization of the barbarians.

Bulkelso didn't want to think about the story between himself and Uldyssian, even though he knew the name "Uldyssian".

He also can't remember his past "self" at all.

But that doesn't matter!

The current Bull Casso is just Bull Casso!

Be the king of the barbarians!

Be the Immortal King!

"Bulkelso, if I abandon the so-called 'justice' now, will it allow you to start to find yourself?"

Rorschach looked at Bulkelso in front of him, although he didn't know what the other party was going to do.

But he could clearly feel that what Bulkelso was going to do was against "justice".

If only abandoning that thing called "justice" can realize the justice that Rorschach hopes, then he will do so.

There is nothing to hesitate, for justice and truth, Rorschach can give up everything.

Even if you lose the power you have now, it doesn't matter.

He seemed to be quite happy living as a homeless man.

The end of the world is always on the way, and the real end is the day when everyone stops talking.

The end is coming at any moment, but it never seems like it will actually come.

Rorschach began to worry.

"Wait, it's almost over!

The name Diablo is a joke, but no one can deny the strength of the guy represented by this name. "

Bulkelso turned his head and glanced at Rorschach.

Rorschach didn't seem to realize that what he got was not the recognition of justice, but the recognition of Tyrael.

Tyrael's aura completely disappeared, and Rorschach seemed to know nothing about it.

"Someone in Trammer is facing him.

Even the new Hamelin has people fighting it.

Even more demons are battling formidable opponents.

But all this is just what we nephalem have experienced in the past years.

All I have to do is let the end come. "

Bulkeso said with his eyes closed.

It seems that this is not something worth paying attention to.

"What are the ancestors doing now?"

Rorschach's tone was a little cold, but he seemed curious.

"Fighting."

Bull Casso has the simplest answer.

It is so simple that it is impossible to lock a specific field.

Rorschach is no longer speaking on this.

He just quietly looked at Bulkelso in front of him.

"You said I would be the next Immortal King?

But you never said what it takes to be the Immortal King.

I think your death is just the first premise, right? "

Rorschach's words were quite offensive.

But there is no problem.

Barbarians have never recorded an Immortal King alive at the same time.

"For you, the first premise is justice."

Bulkeso said coldly.

Not even a rebuttal was made.

"rule?

I mean master a rule?

A rule that can be called immortal?

Don't blame me for asking, because the word 'immortality' itself makes people care. "

Rorschach tightly gripped the Hammer of Judgment in his hand.

His hands were a little white from excessive exertion.

That is the state that occurs after the blood is squeezed.

"Justice endures.

So you will be the Immortal King. "

Bull Casso gave a nonsense answer.

But Rorschach understood that this should not have happened after he obtained the authority of justice.

He had been designated as the next Immortal King when Bul-Katho met him.

How could he be sure at that time that he would get justice?

Bul-Kathel had planned long ago to wrest justice from Tyrael.

Even prepared to kill Tyrell completely.

Tyrael is a friend to humans, but to barbarians he is an archangel of justice with blood feud.

Killing in the name of "justice" is a desecration of justice.

Just like the country where Rorschach was born.

Knowing that this is not justice, but interests.

But they are never tired of "justice".

It's as if this banner can cover up their stench under a burst of light that comes from nowhere.

"If you can't find Tyrael, how are you going to make me the Immortal King?"

Rorschach seemed to ask Bulkelso with some contempt.

Rorschach has always been a guy who wants to show his fearlessness despite being afraid.

That's stubborn, and it's also called "ignorance".

But such a Rorschach is shining in itself!

"Courage endures."

Bulkelso didn't hide anything, let alone lie.

Instead of letting him lie, he would rather choose to remain silent.

"Impryus knows?"

"He was very clear.

That's why I was so excited when I found out that Tyrael's justice had come to you.

He does not fear death, but rejoices in being able to exist. "

Rorschach was a little sluggish at Bulkelso's words.

He thought about many possibilities, but he never thought about such a result.

"still have a question.

What would you do if you hadn't met me? "

Rorschach pointed to the vital point and asked.

None of this seemed possible if Bulkelso hadn't met him.

Even Luo Xia held the most dangerous vital point in his hands, which was his own life!

"In that case, Imprius will probably be happier."

Bulkeso seemed to be a little vague at this time.

Rorschach began to think.

Could it be that the name of the archangel Imprius is also on the list of the next Immortal King?

This doesn't seem like a fun thing to do.

"Being human isn't just Auriel's idea.

How could courage itself refuse to try something new?

You all seem to have misunderstood Imprius.

Everything he does is based on who he is!

Take all the responsibilities of your own position, this is the courage that Imprius is most proud of. "

Bulkelso said a few more words.

Rorschach also understood what he meant.

As long as Imprius becomes a Nephalem, someone can take the position of Immortal King.

"What is your immortality for?"

Rorschach didn't ask Bulkelso, what he said was more like talking to himself.

He was just looking for a possible answer in his heart.

"My immortality?"

Bulkelso widened his eyes, but quickly returned to his carefree look.

It looked like he had no intention of answering Rorschach.

"I don't believe in perpetuating anger.

No one can be angry forever.

One day your wrath will subside, and then wrath will no longer be the power of the savage. "

Rorschach said so.

After these words, the Elder Temple fell into silence again.

...

Outside the temple of the elders, Banal was sitting on the stone steps holding a husky with bright eyes.

There was already a lot of snow on his body, but he was still motionless.

Even the husky was too well behaved like a husky.

Perhaps in the cold wind, the husky's sealed IQ has been unlocked.

This is a dog breed that has been domesticated for countless generations.

They are working dogs and need to obey the demands of most of the humans they come in contact with.

It is precisely for this reason that huskies seldom focus on being loyal to a certain master.

After all, they need to pull sleds for many people, and they can't just listen to one person.

"Don't even think about chewing on the building of the Elder's Temple.

Not to mention that you can't do it at all, if you can do it, you won't have the opportunity to do it.

This is the holy mountain of Harrogas, a holy mountain that belongs only to Burkesso.

We exist because He needs us, and we need a place to witness.

If you really intend to provide a decoration plan to Bulkelso, then I can only suggest that you first bring onions, ginger and garlic with you.

Preferably also carrying a cauldron big enough to fit you in. "

Banal spoke to the husky in his arms like a lunatic.

It's just that his eyes kept looking at the center of the elder temple.

That's where Bulkhasso is.

Banal, a berserker.

A barbarian who had only recently mastered the Rage of the Berserker, freed from madness in the body of a soul.

Now he is very sober!