"Boy, are you still full of doubts about us?"

Bourkeso stood right in front of Rorschach, his tone still flat.

His body turned straight away, and he turned his back to Rorschach to prepare for the training ground.

Rorschach had not been affected by his previous deaths and lives, perhaps due to the fact that his will was strong enough.

Bourkeso was pleased with the result, and a smile appeared on his lips.

"That shard!"

Rorschach spat out the words word by word, and Bourkeso turned sharply around with these words.

A pair of eyes widened, and a frown furrowed.

"What's up with that shard?"

Rorschach looked directly into Bourqueso's angry eyes and said this without flinching.

Rorschach's body trembled a little in Bourkeso's rage, this difference in life level made him unable to control his body.

"Is it Tyrrell? He's in your body!? ”

Bourkeso was furious in an instant!

The irritable one said like a roar, but in just a short moment, Bourkeso changed from calm to a state of rage, and the anger on his body rose to the point of burning people in an instant.

Barbarians on the holy mountain of Harogas, only Bourkeso is capable of this.

The average barbarian wants to be angry, and he needs some emotional adjustment, and only Bourkeso can reach the peak of anger in an instant in peace.

The ability to instantly rage from any emotion is also one of the reasons why Bourkeso is the strongest.

His huge, muscular body took a step towards Rorschach, lowering his head and staring into Rorschach's eyes.

The flames on his body were burning brightly, so that Rorschach in front of him couldn't bear the heat of the flames, and his short hair curled up in anger.

That thing is not something that Rorschach can see, Rorschach doesn't have that kind of ability, Rorschach can say this, there is only one possibility!

"Tyrell! Get the hell out of here! ”

The battle banner and the wings of courage appeared behind Bourkeso, and a huge roar poured into Rorschach's brain!

The sacred mountain of Harogas began to shake with the fury of Bourkeso.

The three ancestors in front of the gate of the Holy Mountain looked up in the direction of Bourkeso, and then glanced at each other.

"Go see?"

Maddock scribbled at his grief and leaped forward, and every time Bourkeso fell into a complete outburst, it would only appear when he felt the need.

Under normal circumstances, Bourkeso is very restrained, and this level of anger makes Madolph very concerned.

Not to mention the name "Tyrrell", which also excites Maddock.

Tyrell had only been to the Barbarians' Holy Mountain once, and this was the second time! When he first came, he directly blew up the Arret Holy Mountain, and by the way, he also sent away all the barbarians who were on the Arret Holy Mountain at that time.

Maddock wanted to talk to Tyrell about it, too.

With an axe!

"No, I don't want to see Tyrell's stinky face. Besides, the furious Bourkeso was murderous enough. ”

Talik had just calmed his anger, and facing Azmodan's Phantom was not a very comfortable experience for him.

Every time he saw the Seven Demon Kings, he couldn't restrain his anger.

But it was like that, and he still trembled a little after hearing Bourkeso's roar.

A furious Bourkeso was a nightmare for him.

He still remembers the first time he was called out by Bourkeso with the Ancestor Summon, and all he heard was "Why are you three guys?"

"Guy" was a renovated term, and it was much worse than that at the time.

At that time, he only took a cursory glance at Kaom, which had been broken into pieces, and was sent directly back to the Holy Mountain by Bourkeso.

Physically returned.

Bourkeso was about the same age as the three ancestors, and the ancestors that Bourkeso summoned at the beginning were not the three of them.

"Forget it, that's a matter of Bourkeso, there's no need to go over."

Colick grabbed the crumbling Wayne and said casually.

When Rorschach left the trial, he was sent straight to Bourkeso's side, and Wayne appeared by his side.

He wasn't too interested in things other than combat, especially when it also involved Bourkeso.

"Bourkeso......"

Rorschach's eyes instantly turned blue, revealing a divine light, like a flashlight.

It wasn't Rorschach's voice anymore when he spoke.

"Tyrrell, you've broken your promise!"

Bourkeso restrained his anger, and his voice could only be heard by the two people who were close by.

"It is unrighteous for you to let someone else carry it for you, unless he voluntarily."

Tyrell's voice rang out from Rorschach's mouth, and the Righteous Light Wings began to radiate the power that belonged to Tyrell.

Forcibly opened up the realm of justice on the sacred mountain of Harlogas.

Tyrell here is not a deity, and the only way to complete the dialogue is to borrow the power of the righteous realm.

"Hah!"

A figure roared and slammed headlong into Tyrell's domain, a monstrous one-handed hammer slamming down on Rorschach's skull!

"Mocourt."

Tyrrell said slowly, and a bright white sword caught Mokot's hammer above his head.

All he wanted for his life was to crush Tyrell's head with mercilessness, and Mokot thought he would never see Tyrell again.

"Tyrrell, you forgot this is Haragath! Unless you're going to do it all over again! Otherwise, put away your realm for Lao Tzu! ”

Mokot roared angrily, and he finally uttered a sentence in full and coherent terms.

The Illusion of Mercy in his hand crushed Tyrel's sword to the ground.

On the side, a barbarian claw appeared on his hand, which went directly through Rorschach's abdomen.

It's just that this time it didn't hurt Rorschach.

If the Immortal King set represents the glory of the barbarians, then the ninety barbarians represent the power of the barbarians!

In the Sacred Mountain of Harlogas, the Ninety Brute set allows the wearer to do almost anything imaginable.

As Bourkeso withdrew his hand, an illusory Tyrell was pulled straight out of Rorschach's body.

"Now! Archangel of Justice! Tell me what the hell you're trying to do! You said you would be silent! ”

The momentum on Bourkeso's body suddenly spread, dispersing all the realms of justice.

A pair of red eyes stared at Tyrell's phantom.

The moment Mokot's hammer fell, he understood that Tyrell in front of him was just a faint doppelganger.

Bourkeso understood this the moment he grabbed Tyrell.

"I can't let you hide what he's going to face!"

Tyrell's phantom gestured to Rorschach, who was glaring wide-eyed, and said steadfastly.

"He can be the heir to any barbarian, but he can't be you without knowing anything! Bourkeso! ”

Halfway through Tyrell's words, the phantom was directly crushed by Bourkeso.

"Leoric, Mordan, and Leah, they've already told us how to fight the Seven Demon Kings! It's just you, only you keep saying it's unrighteous, only you're standing in the way!

He's the only chance so far, don't think of that when you patronized him! ”

Bourkeso clenched his fists and said hatefully.

The flames of anger in him grew even higher.

Even though Tyrell's illusory image had been completely dispelled, his words could not reach the ears of the Archangel of Justice.

Mokot stood silently to the side, regaining his quietness.

"So, can you tell me all about it now?"

Rorschach said weakly, still staring at Bourkeso.

Behind him, the wings of light belonging to justice were still clearly recognizable.

The Righteous Lightwing did not exist behind Rorschach because of Tyrelll's Phantom possession, he was truly approved by Tyrell.

The same stubbornness, the same unreasonableness.

"Then you should hurry up and get stronger! Hurry up! ”

Bourquesso roared at Rorschach, his voice getting louder and louder.

Vorusk duly appeared behind Bourkeso, and pressed a hand on Bourkeso's shoulder.

Vorusk tries to calm Burkeso, though he is just as angry at Tyrell's presence.

But keeping Bourkeso calm is the most important thing right now.

Lecco clasped her hands to her chest, watching as it all happened.

The moment Bourkeso shouted Tyrell's name, the two ancestors appeared nearby.

Everything in the sacred mountain of Harorgas is on Bourkeso, and only these two top ancestors have the ability to help Bourkeso share some of that huge pressure.

"I see, you'd better figure out how to tell me that as soon as possible. About that......"

Rorschach's last word "fragment" was stopped by Voruske's fierce gaze before he could say the last two words.

"Rorschach, you were chosen because of your specialness, and the most suitable light wings for Bourkeso at that time should be the pair on your back."

Vorusk looked at Rorschach with a strange look in his eyes.

As an archangel who knew the truth back then, Tyrrell was just like Imprius.

These two guys will not lose all their strength like Oriel, and these two archangels should have revived at this moment.

"Alright, Vorusk don't talk about it."

Lecque's hoarse voice sounded, and a pair of light blue wings of hope slowly unfolded behind her.

"Hope can't carry that, only courage and justice can. Bourkeso does things that you and I can't do. Stop saying those meaningless things anymore. ”

Lecco walked up to Rorschach and glanced down into Rorschach's eyes.

"Getting stronger is never something that can be done by talking, boy, you have to go a long way to take on the burden of Bourkeso."

Recco had no further thoughts.

Even if Rorschach had broken through Bourkeso's fortieth secret realm, he was only qualified to know what had happened.

Becoming the next Bourquesso is still a long way off.

"Bourkeso, it's not suitable for you to take him to train today, leave it to me."

Lecco glanced at Bourkeso, who was panting and squirting sparks out of his mouth, and said calmly.

Vorusk felt that Bourkeso's anger was beginning to subside, and he withdrew his hand.

"Why don't you think about reviving Leorrick, and he can tell you what to do."

Vorusk whispered.

"Don't think about disturbing their family's sleep anymore, that's enough."

Bourkeso gasped, and the sparks that spat out of his mouth finally disappeared.

With that, he opened a portal and appeared inside the blacksmith's shop.

As Reco said, he wasn't fit to train with Rorschach right now.

……

"What's going on over there in Bourkeso?"

Wayne staggered to Colick, confused about what was going on over there.

He had just experienced dozens of deaths, feeling a little drowsy.

"That's not something you should think about, now you'd better go get some sleep. Otherwise, tomorrow's training may be postponed again. ”

Colick grabbed Wayne by the neck and pulled the man up as he was about to fall.

"Haven't I already been approved by you? I'm a savage now, don't underestimate me. ”

Wayne struggled to straighten up and spoke to Colick.

Madoc on one side was snickering.

Colick recognized Wayne's self-proclaimed barbarian, but Wayne lost the battle with Luke, so Colik was a little unhappy.

"You're just a recruit, worry about what you're going to do!"

Colick roared a little impatiently, then pulled out a bottle of wine from the pile of stones next to the gate of the Holy Mountain and stuffed it into Wayne's arms.

"Boy, hurry up and go to bed after drinking!"

Seeing that Wayne was able to stand firm, Colick let go of his hand.

"And you Madoc, if I find that there is less wine in it, you can see how I clean you up!"

This was specially hidden by Colick in order to prevent Madoc from telling him, and he chose to solve it brutally so that Wayne would not ask about Bourkeso.

Although he knew that as soon as Madoc saw where he had stowed his wine, it wouldn't be long before it was all gone.

His threat had little effect on Madolph, after all, the two men were almost identical.

"Alright, let's stop here."

Talik glared at Madalk, who wanted to say something, and then declared the end of the farce.

……

"Luke ......"

Jessica sat in Luke's cabin and spoke softly.

"What's wrong? I'm almost saving up enough money to buy a bigger house, where are we going to live then? Is it a little central or a little remote? ”

Luke was preparing his supper at the cramped stove.

Luke doesn't look like a good guy, but it's rare that he knows a little bit of cooking.

At least a salad tossed and a half-finished steak is still a breeze.

"I want to ask you, when are we going to travel?"

Jessica walked behind Luke's back, wrapped her arms around Luke's neck, and put the whole person on Luke's back.

"Anytime, tomorrow."

Luke tilted his head, glanced at Jessica's face with her eyes closed, and said with a smile.

"Then the day after tomorrow, when we come back from the trip, we will go to that high-end restaurant for another date. When the time comes, you need to have your flowers ready. ”

Jessica didn't open her eyes and said in a dreamy tone.

"Listen to you, I'll be ready for everything."

Luke laughed heartily.

"Then the Ancestor of Orak, when are you going to talk about it?"

Jessica's words blew behind Luke's ears with a warm breath, causing him to tremble.

"I'm ready, Jessica."

Luke's hindsight in saying this was a little lacking.

Although the marriage of the barbarians is quite simple, there are still rituals.

Although there is no need for an elder to propose marriage, it is up to Luke to prove his strength to Orark.

Who made Jessica a barbarian of the Great Bear tribe and a direct inheritor of the Orak bloodline.

In terms of blood, Jessica is a direct descendant of Orlac.

Especially Orlac himself thinks so.

"That's good, Luke. I hope to be blessed by my ancestors. ”

Jessica closed her eyes again and lay on Luke's back as if she were asleep.

The two of them enjoyed a rare warmth.

"Knock knock!"

There was a knock on the door, and Luke almost threw the spatula in his hand with the frying pan.

Today he and Jessica will be interrupted as soon as they have further opportunities.

Anyone who puts this kind of thing on him will be angry, and now Luke is already a barbarian.

Anger really makes him stronger.

"Who!"

With the words squeezing out of his teeth, Rumlow's voice came from the other side of the door:

"Matthew also said you weren't at home, wasn't that there? Hurry up and open the door, I've brought wine. ”

Jessica laughed and blew a hot air on Luke's neck, then let go of the hand holding Luke, and then Shi Shiran went to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, Jessica saw Matthew's apologetic face and the large plastic bag in Rumlow's hand.

"Well, I said why Matthew said 'you' and know why he said you weren't home."

Rumlow smiled happily, but with some ill-will.

"Rumlow, you bastard! You've been an agent, how could you not know what Matthew meant! ”

Luke's scolding did not stop Rumlow from giggling in.

Luke's nest is not very large, with a bedroom, a living room with a dining table and kitchen function, and a bathroom of only two square meters.

"Alright Luke, they won't stay overnight."

Jessica said, then looked at Rumlow and Matthew.

"Of course, we're just here for a meal. The damn black-hearted boiled egg finally gave me the compensation. ”

Rumlow placed the bag in his hand on the table and pulled food and drinks out of it.

Chunks of grilled meats, scones, cheese and spirits...... Most on-the-go foods can be found from inside.

"Luke, cut a few more slices of toast and fry two more steaks."

Jessica said as she walked over to the toaster and put the sliced bread inside.

"I've stopped Rumlow."

Matthew said with a smile on his face.

"Come on, Matthew, if you really want to stop it, you won't come up."

Jessica rolled her eyes.

Then he skillfully removed the chair that had been placed in the corner.

"It's really virtuous."

Rumlow teased Luke.

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

Luke angrily put the freshly fried steak on the plate, and then added two more pieces to the pan.

"We're going to go to London, and we've heard there's news of Hydra again."

Matthew added.

"Nick Fury's news?"

"It's news from the Roaring Commandos, Bucky, it's from that Captain America's comrade-in-arms."

Rumlow sat down in his chair, opened a can of beer, and poured it into his mouth:

"Why am I so bored drinking beer now?"

"Unfortunately, we're going on a trip the day after tomorrow, so you're not going to let me cancel my travel plans, are you?"

Luke hadn't listened to Rumlow and Matthew at all, and he was now preoccupied with the question of what to bring with him on his trip.

"Luke, it's going to London."

Jessica said angrily, then walked over to Luke and put the fried steak in front of Rumlow and Matthew.

"Wherever he goes, we're going to travel."

Luke turned the steak in the pot over:

"Wait? London? ”

"Yes, London, you can get a romantic time when the matter is settled, as well as a S.H.I.E.L.D. bonus. That's what Steve said. ”

Rumlow didn't wait to get the cutlery, and directly stuffed the steak into his mouth and chewed:

"Luke, you're a little better than I thought."

Rumlow's words were a little slurred because of something stuffed in his mouth.

"I promised."

Jessica directly agreed, and Jessica, who wanted to atone for her sins, did not shirk cleaning up the Hydra.

As long as it's just for the sake of justice, she doesn't mind using some of her own private time.

"Okay, when are you leaving?"

Luke asked, turning off the fire.

Jessica said yes, and he didn't have much to say.

He's not very busy anyway.

Luke brought the salad to the table with the steak and sat down next to Jessica.

"The day after tomorrow."

Matthew said with some embarrassment.

By the time he got downstairs at Luke's house, he could already hear the movement from above.

So he just felt a little embarrassed.

"Prepare us to salute, how shall we go? Flying on a S.H.I.E.L.D. plane? ”

Luke rolled his eyes at Matthew, and although Matthew couldn't see it, it didn't stop him from expressing his displeasure.

"Then I'll have to talk to the playboy and ask him to convert the ticket and everything into cash for us."

Jessica patted Luke on the shoulder, and Luke got up and went to get the dishes.

"Looks like you've got something going on today."

Rumlow probably understood who Jessica was talking about as a playboy, and Steve was on the phone with him today, but he didn't want to get involved in Tony Stark's affairs, so he didn't act.

"Let's eat first......"

Matthew whispered, he had a busy day.

It is a very troublesome thing to protect the rights and interests of those people in need, and today he is so busy that he doesn't even have time to drink a cup of coffee.

"By the way, we also met the ninjas of the Hand Club, when did we take those guys? It's so annoying, I don't want to have to get up and move at night when I go to bed. ”

Luke piled the knives and forks haphazardly on the table, then handed them to Jessica by grabbing the end of a pair of rubbed reflective knives and forks in his other hand.

The careful gesture was exchanged for a smile from Jessica, which made Luke feel so happy that his eyes were almost out of sight.

Rumlow grabbed his beer, took a large sip into his mouth, feeling a little weak, and then pulled out a bottle of vodka and poured it into his mouth.

Matthew grinned to the side.