Bourkeso's feet stomped heavily on the hollow in the ground, and his arms gently threw the girl's body smoothly onto the pool.

The cavity smelled of hell, and as he had remembered, it was filled with the stench and smell of sulfur.

Pungent and disgusting!

Anger began to rise, and Bourkeso bent down and grabbed his arm on the ground, and pulled him up fiercely!

An iron fist filled with rage emerged with a huge glove carrying a hideous blade. Slammed down on the demon that had been dragged up!

Weapons?

Weapons are meant to face opponents who deserve to fight, and this bastard only deserves to withstand the ravages of the barbarian claws!

Bourkeso's fist slammed cleanly through the demon's abdomen, smashing him in two.

The broken body was smashed down by Bourkeso into the hollow, and at this moment he heard a hysterical wail.

"Demons!"

Bourkeso's attack was not over yet, one right leg was raised high, and then it fell heavily!

Earth Trampling, Trembling Trampling!

A sudden burst of fire burned in the hollows of hell, and the lowly souls full of sin and anger melted in the flames until they were gone!

The poor soul was floating silently in the air, looking at Bourkeso with a haggard and hopeful face.

"Die, miscellaneous!"

Bourkeso's roar had already alarmed the people around him, and the passers-by walking on the ground raised their heads one by one to look at the building.

Even the vehicles that sounded the alarm began to move towards the place at high speed.

The girl's soul had a light peculiar to the noble, a light that Bourkeso had ever seen, and its name was Sacrifice!

The death of the noble is to be repaid by the passing away of the fact of the existence of hell!

Bourkeso's arms hammered down hard into the hollow in the ground, and in his experience, as long as he cleared this hollow, then he could reach this world full of stench, and then let these guys understand what barbarian justice is!

The moment his arms fell, a pair of white wings suddenly appeared in front of Bourkeso's eyes.

An angel with blond hair and a face almost indistinguishable from the ancient one suddenly arrived!

Bourkeso's anger grew even higher!

His arms smashed into the hollow in the ground as if he had shattered a piece of glass, and a space fell like shattered glass towards hell.

This is exactly the barrier established by Agomoto back then, which existed to block the connection between other dimensions and the earth, and at this moment this barrier has been hit hard!

"Scum, the stench of your body and this face are here to fool me!"

Bourkeso's beard fluttered with rage, and his arm firmly grasped the angel's wings!

Then he was stunned for a moment.

The stench on the angel's body made him think it was a demonic illusion, but the clear touch on his hands indicated that the pair of wings were real.

Although most of the angels of the higher heavens carry a pair of wings of light, this kind of physical wings also exists on the angels' bodies.

It's just that the angels represented by this kind of wings are not powerful. It's like a normal person in a shelter.

Although angels are much stronger than ordinary people, they are not in the battle sequence after all.

The battle angels of the higher heavens carry wings of light, and the angels with wings are ordinary people among them.

Bourkeso's stunned gaze did not stop him, and the sharp barbarian claws pierced the angel's wings, leaving a cloud of bird feathers behind.

The barbarian's body is faster than the brain most of the time!

And the hollow in the ground took advantage of this opportunity to disappear!

"Ahh Yes! Yes! Yes! ”

Bourkeso roared incessantly, surging rage casting a fiery halo on the surface of his body.

The angel who suddenly appeared struggled to break free from Bourkeso's hand, leaving behind a piece of flesh with bones.

Taking advantage of Bourkeso's rage, he paid the price to flee from the barbarians' sights.

Pursuit has never been what the Barbarians are good at, or Vorusk wouldn't have asked Zilanik to build a belt that would increase his speed.

These lowly minions will always run away in the face of the barbarians, leaving these unstoppable warriors to waste time in boring chases!

The enemy vanished, leaving Bourkeso to fill his body with rage!

"Come out! You wretched! Face me! ”

A loud roar resounded throughout the neighborhood, and the ground seemed to shake, and under this spirit, even ordinary people could feel the emotion called horror.

"Bourkeso!"

The figure of the Ancient One appeared here, and everything around him was shrouded in another dimension.

"Damn it! Chop it! ”

Bourkeso's roar continued to resound in the Xenodimensional space, and the Ancient One stood silently to the side, watching Bourkeso roar.

After Bourkeso calmed down a little, the ancient one asked cautiously:

"What happened?"

Gu Yi saw the corpse with a peaceful face floating on his back, and the soul that was floating timidly, and he had a guess in his heart.

"Tell me where hell is!"

Bourkeso's voice was violent and powerful, and he wanted to teach this strange hell a deep lesson!

"I can only enter when they're plundering souls, and now I'm afraid there won't be portals."

Gu Yi just let Satan feel what it means to be called three swords and six holes, and the monarchs of hell have just been taught a lesson by her.

It seems unlikely, at least in the near future, that they will open a passage to the human world.

"Then tell me, how to go on the road to heaven!"

Bourkeso's gradual calming down was only on the outside, and the suppressed fire in his heart was burning secretly.

"They are more honest and generally do not rush into the world."

Gu Yi looked at the bird feathers on the ground and the flesh and blood wingtips in Burkeso's hands, and said with some uncertainty.

"Perhaps, I should first go to the angels who remain on earth and ask?"

"Well, I feel like the demon has some plan."

The girl, whose soul shone with the brilliance of sacrifice, joined the conversation in a whisper.

Bourkeso's anger finally subsided.

Noble people are rare in any world.

The noble sacrifice of this girl was enough for Bourkeso to treat her with a calm attitude.

"Then, let the ancient one arrange your soul."

Bourkeso let out a long breath and looked at the surroundings that he had inadvertently destroyed.

He took out a large bag of gold coins from his backpack and threw it on the ground.

"I'll go back first, and Jill should almost go back."

Barbarians are not good at dealing with post-war matters, they are just pure warriors.