The flying knife under the urging of the huge force was inserted straight into the bullseye on the bull's eye, and then the handle of the knife shattered under the huge force, directly shattering the bullseye's brain, leaving only a piece of blood mist slowly sprinkled down.

Incidentally, under the gift of lightning power, a scorched stench appeared in the air.

Luke Cage, who was walking in the distance with a plastic bag, was stunned, and Jessica Jones froze in place.

"I felt the breath of a soul, the kind that demons like the most, full of sin."

Suddenly, the sound came from the plastic bag.

Bourkeso frowned, like an old man on the subway looking at his phone.

"Haven't you disposed of this scum yet?"

Bourkeso clapped his hands and looked at Luke Cage not far away.

As for Jessica Jones, he didn't care much.

This woman is not going to panic at the sight of a dead body, even Jessica still has a huge mental shadow about the battle.

Bourkeso doesn't like guys who deal with demons.

The idiot named Ressad boasted that he could control any demon he summoned, only to be eaten by the demon he summoned.

The demon was dismantled by a passing barbarian, who then forged the skull into a legendary helmet called the Skull of Resonance.

The Resonance Skull looks like the decoration on the hood of Bourkeso's pickup truck, and it looks quite imposing.

"I was going to ask if there was anything wrong with this guy staying around."

Just saw the scene of the bullseye being brutally shot in the head, and Luke has not yet recovered his strength.

Although he had long been accustomed to fighting in the secret realm, it was still a little too exciting to watch a human being headshot.

As he spoke, Luke lifted the plastic bag in his hand, took Balza's head out, and tossed it around.

"I'm sorry to clean up."

Bourkeso spoke casually to the agent who hadn't left, then turned and walked into the blacksmith's shop.

Luke shook his head, grabbed Balza's Celestial Spirit Gai with one hand, and followed behind Bourkeso.

In the distance, Jessica Jones stood still for a while before making up her mind to enter the blacksmith's shop.

"Call the cleaners, at the blacksmith shop here in the park."

The agent had a headache, and he had to write another report when he got back.

The death of the bullseye should be a message that needs to be hidden, and this kind of thing is very troublesome to deal with.

Although Mr. Fisk had some energy, he couldn't do anything when it came to S.H.I.E.L.D.

If you can't do it, get a tax office ID and talk to Mr. Fisk, the agent thought to himself.

"Although some Nephilim likes to keep some little demons who are not threatening as pets and let them do some work to collect gold coins, there is no Nephilian who likes to take a thing that can't even move autonomously as a pet."

Bourkeso sat down at the table, grabbed a piece of brown bread and ate it as he spoke.

When he was younger, he had a chubby little devil as a pet, and he also had a bloodhound.

He even named the demon Ten Pounds of Meat, and then I don't know in which battle, this little devil disappeared.

Perhaps it was in the whirlwind that Bourkeso inadvertently waved that ten catties of meat turned into ten catties of meat puree.

It's just a demon, and Bourkeso doesn't care much about it.

"I'm going to know some common knowledge about hell from this guy's mouth, and although I don't like the words of Konstantin very much, I think it's necessary to learn about it."

Luke said with some hesitation.

"You give Maddock a taste of your ability to learn as a human first, he's been complaining......"

Halfway through his sentence, it suddenly occurred to him that it didn't seem appropriate to relay Maddock's somewhat excessive foul language to Luke's face.

"Say I'm no different from a donkey? I know, I'm not a smart person, and if I were, I wouldn't be like a thug doing nothing every day. ”

Luke took the conversation calmly, seemingly unconcerned.

"He said you were one of the lowest-starting barbarian warriors he'd ever met, and your body was stiff like a decoration on your neck, and you could control it better than you would with the head of a hard-haired mouse."

Bourkeso saw that Luke didn't care much and continued the conversation.

Balza wanted to shout at this time, he could master this body, but he felt the increasing force on Luke's palm holding his Heavenly Spirit Gai, and he chose to shut up.

"He thinks you can't inherit everything from him, and you can't make your own from his legend and glory. But you're the only heir he's chosen over the years. ”

Bourkeso put down the black bread in his hand, and the bread made a clattering on the table.

Balza finally breathed a sigh of relief, he felt a crack in his Heavenly Spirit cover. Fortunately, Luke finally relaxed the strength of his hands.

"Why did he choose me?"

Luke's eyes met Bourkeso's eyes squarely, without the slightest hint of backing down or fear.

"Do you know his name and legend?"

Bourkeso looked into Luke Cage's eyes and said slowly.

The Battle Prophet Madocker had only one defeat in his life, and it was that defeat that took his life.

But his record in life was 486,913 wins and one loss.

Fighting dozens of times a day is not uncommon for these barbarians.

In hundreds of years of fighting, it is difficult to count the number of demons who have died at his hands.

And Luke Cage only knew that his mentor was called Madolphk, and the rest didn't know anything.

The battle prophet Madoc, as a matter of course, was able to know the outcome of the battle first.

It's just that in his life, he never saw the result of his defeat before the battle, except before the last battle of his life, he saw his own death.

For countless years, he witnessed countless barbarian warriors descend the sacred mountain, but he never chose his heir.

Now he has chosen Luke Cage, though he doesn't think Luke can become as powerful as he is.

But Luke Cage is definitely not as bad as he says.

He was just showing off to the other Ancestral Spirits, and he thought he had found a good successor, and he had high hopes.

"I ...... No. ”

"Then ask the other ancestors, and some of them will tell you what the name Madoc represents. When the time comes, you will know why you were chosen by him. ”

Bourkeso stood up and took Balza's head from Luke's hand, then shoved a piece of the Mist Crystal into Balza's mouth and placed it in the furnace.

Balza, born of flames, will not be burned by flames, but he will become what Luke wants.

A blue portal had unfolded in front of Luke.