"You go and do chores for two days with me first, and when that goods are taken away, I will send you to the Holy Mountain."

Bourkeso carried the remains of the killer monkey and observed how it could be modified.

The goods he was talking about were Bucky, who he knocked out and put aside.

Bucky makes a "whoosh" sound when he falls to the ground after being knocked unconscious, which reminds Bourkeso of the legendary wand "War Paddle" he made for Karahim.

The weapon that makes a "snap" during a battle is also very interesting, like a pig-killing knife that emits a "chirp".

Although he was a powerful blacksmith who was unreasonable, he had never done anything like forging a body that his soul could use directly.

He also didn't plan to re-forge the body of the killer monkey, but chose to remodel it in the same way that he did with Balza's head.

If he can forge a body that can be used directly by the soul, then why use anger to shape the body of the ancestor, and directly a group of barbarian ancestors possess the artificial body and rush to hell to hack all the demons.

It was almost impossible to reach the physical strength of those ancestors.

So he needs to think about what to do with the corpse of the killer monkey in order to free this monkey's soul from the demonic contract.

"That guy isn't a nobody, he's Captain America's good buddy, and it won't be long before he's taken away."

Rumlow grabbed the Balza pendant and shook it in front of his eyes.

He was a little curious about the demon's head being forged into a small pendant.

Who has ever seen a pendant before that it can be used for conversation, and it can also be used to chat and relieve boredom.

The best part is that you don't talk to it, it just hangs there quietly.

"Captain America is the guy who always puts on a defensive stance? The title always feels a little familiar. ”

Bourkeso turned around and took out a can of beer from the table, took a sip and spit it out.

"Coulson thinks this kind of thing is also a spirit? I still can't get used to it. ”

Bourkeso threw the jar directly into the stove.

Coulson knew of course that beer wasn't a spirit, but Coulson, who had been running around for a while, couldn't find a store selling spirits that was still open.

The constant fighting had left no one to get a little closer.

The hours of fighting scared away the people who were watching the excitement, and those people were stopped by agents who specialized in this kind of thing, and they didn't even dare to turn back after signing a non-disclosure agreement.

If it weren't for the Hydra and the Hand people working together to lock off the area, the place would have been surrounded by NYPD officers long ago.

"Maybe you heard it when you were chatting with Coulson, he's a die-hard Captain America fan."

Rumlow didn't care if he drank beer or not, and he didn't drink less beer, but he preferred spirits now.

"Speaking of him, he didn't use the money I gave him."

Sitting shirtless in a chair, Ma Xian took a wet towel to wipe the blood from his body.

The previous battle had left him red with blood all over his body.

So his tone was a little unpleasant.

His wallet was also soaked with blood, and the money in it was unusable even if it was dried. His documents and stuff seemed to have to be refreshed.

"By the way, how much does our 'top-tier' lawyer cost?"

Rumlow walked over to the toy shelf with a beer, looked at the weapons on it, and asked Matthew casually.

"At least three thousand dollars per hour."

Matthew tossed the completely red towel aside and said to Rumlow with a smile. Matthew always fought for the poor and he wasn't a rich man.

When it comes to income, he is still very concerned.

"Three thousand dollars per hour? Why didn't I go to become a lawyer? ”

Rumlow picked up an axe and swung it in his hand, and there was a whistling sound in the air.

"After all, I'm a top-level lawyer, if you find other lawyers to guard over there for you, who would dare to take this job if you give 30,000 per hour?"

Matthew took the mace in his hand, which he had bought not long ago, and felt the arc of the battle.

"Bourkeso, what should I do if I want a better weapon?"

Matthew was a little disgusted with the toys in his hands.

This thing doesn't feel as strong as the previous hand axe.

"Go to the secret realm."

Bourkeso didn't look back.

"Ancestor Talik said that I am not enough to enter the secret realm of the next layer."

Rumlow was intrigued by the topic, so he asked.

"Then you go and improve your strength."

"How can I improve my strength?"

Matthew asked, he also wanted to get stronger quickly.

"Go to the secret realm!"

"I don't have the strength to enter the next layer of the secret realm!"

Rumlow wanted to flip the table for a moment.

Bourkeso turned around and looked at Rumlow and Matthew like two idiots.

"Barbarians are not limited to entering the secret realm of their own mentor. All the ancestors can open the secret realm for you to enter, but they will not receive their inheritance. ”

Bourkeso said word by word.

There seemed to be a sense of anticipation in his tone.

"And what about your secret realm?"

Matthew understood, and asked cooperatively.

"You've earned it."

Bourkeso nodded, and turned back.

Doesn't help recruits for no reason, this is the Barbarian's usual style.

If you want to be strong, go to battle. No one cares what loot you get.

In his first battle, he picked up the Light of Life of Assef directly in the treasure chest at the door, and then defeated the group of goddamn walking corpses.

If it weren't for the one-handed hammer that provided a recovery after destroying the undead, Bourkeso wouldn't have been confident that he would survive.

There were more than a thousand walking corpses, and from a distance, it looked like a canteen was open, densely packed.

After the battle, he picked up a broken crown.

These two lowest-level legends accompanied Bourkeso through his toughest time.

"I've always wondered, barbarians never act in groups?"

Rumlow asked.

When he was on the holy mountain of Harlogas, he had never heard these things from his ancestors.

"Of course they will form a team, otherwise how could the ancestors of Madoc Talik and Kolik be called three fools together?"

Matthew said that when he wasn't practicing, Reco would always tell him about the ancestors, so he knew a little more than Rumlow and Luke.

"I'll tell Talik Ancestor what you said when I get back."

"Go, Talik's ancestor is known for his good temper."

Hearing this, Bourkeso turned around again, and looked at Matthew with a faint look in his eyes.

"The rumors of Talik's good temper came from Banar, and compared to Banar, even Diablo is good-tempered."

Bourkeso's eyes seemed to say, "You wait for death, there is no help." ”

Who among the barbarians is good-tempered?

Hell, can a bunch of guys who use anger as a source of energy still have a good temper?

Matthew felt that it didn't take long for Leco to become a fool. Even savages can believe what they say if they have a good temper.