At night, Hagaros and Mo Wen walked alone in the wide streets, and there was silence all around, and there was hardly any light except for the torches in the hands of the barbarians who were in charge of keeping watch on the city walls. The icy cold wind blew on Mo Wen's face, making him feel a slight cold tingling sensation.

Raising his head, Mo Wen saw the waiting figure in front of him.

"Captain Kurkek, is there anything wrong with coming out of me so late? You don't want to have a fight, do you? "During the day, the two had a very unpleasant quarrel and almost got into a fight.

His face was a little pale, and Kurcake glanced at Mo Wen coldly, and only after a while did he slowly speak: "Are you planning to hunt down Baal?" ”

Mo Wen nodded amusedly, "Otherwise, why do you think I came all the way from Kurast here?" I'm not idle, running to the snowy mountains to play. ”

"Play?" Kurkek had a sneer on his face, "Is that how you see your hometown?" Come back to Hagaros just to have fun? If it weren't for Barr, wouldn't you be back here? ”

Mo Wen frowned, "Captain Kurkek, do you think it makes sense to talk about this now?" I'm not here to quarrel with you! If nothing happens, I'll go back first, and we'll be leaving early tomorrow morning! ”

"You! Kurkek's face froze, and his hand subconsciously touched the big sword behind his back, almost ready to make a move, but in the end he took a deep breath and controlled himself.

"I'm here tonight just to ask you one thing, why did you want to become a paladin. Why give up the profession of a barbarian, for which you - have - not - regretted it? ”

There was an unprecedented solemnity in his eyes. Kurkek said almost word for word.

Mo Wen's brows tightened even tighter, and he shook his head, "The reason why I changed to a paladin is only because the barbarian combat position is not suitable for me, my size is smaller than the average barbarian, and I can't use heavy weapons and dual-wielding swords, which makes it impossible for me to use the full power of the barbarian profession at all." And the facts proved that my choice was not wrong. So I can't talk about regrets. ”

"That's it?" Kurkek's tone was a little agitated, and his fists clenched......

"That's it."

"It is because of that little difficulty that you give up the glory that the bloodline brings you. Abandon a tradition that we have adhered to for thousands of years? Kurkek almost yelled.

"What's wrong with that, I don't think there's anything wrong with choosing the most suitable profession and using your strongest strength. Your so-called tradition is just bad habits. Mo Wen said flatly.

"Really?" looked at Mo Wen's bland appearance. Kurkek, who was still a little excited, suddenly calmed down, with some regret and a hint of relaxation, he looked at Mo Wen and whispered, "Sure enough, you don't understand, you don't understand-"

"What do you mean?" Mo Wen felt a little uncomfortable inexplicably.

But the other party did not answer, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes. Kurkek strode away, leaving only what he felt inexplicable—

The top of Mount Arret. The group walked slowly through the snow and ice, and Kurcak brought bad news, someone found Baal's whereabouts on a high ground in Arrett Mountain, and he and his minions were heading towards the World Stone Fortress, if it was allowed to occupy it, the endless army would invade the world, so someone had to stop it, and to make matters worse, the barbarians only then discovered that the token that could safely enter the World Stone Fortress had been secretly handed over to Baal by a traitor, The fortress, guarded by barbarians for centuries, has opened its doors to the king of ruined miè.

Walking at the front of the team, Bruce was wearing a brand-new battle armor, holding a huge hammer nearly three meters long in his hand, the whole person looked extremely fierce and fierce, just walking there, there was an invisible evil aura coming towards him, like a demon king who came out of the sea of blood.

Barbarian Set – The Immortal King

The equipment of Bourkeso, the greatest hero of the barbarians, and the most precious relict of the barbarians.

Feeling the weight of the legendary gear on his body, Bruce's mind reimagined the night before he set off.

Following a secret passage that winds its way under the castle, Kurcack leads him into a hidden treasure trove of the best weapons ever crafted by barbarians, and in the middle of them all is a hideous, formidable armor and a huge hammer next to it.

Respectfully picking up the erected hammer, Kurkek solemnly handed it to Bruce.

"Bruce, you are the pride of our barbarian clan and the strongest warrior in the clan, and now I have given you the Immortal King's suit, and I hope you will not dishonor its glory!"

Bruce had never seen such a solemn expression on Kulke's face.

Gently clenched the hammer in his hand, looking at the mountain top that was getting closer and closer, looking at the altar on the top of the mountain, Bruce's eyes narrowed slightly, he stared at the three standing statues on the altar, and suddenly turned back to Mo Wen and said, "Seattle, let me go to the test of the ancients first!" ”

Mo Wen was stunned, for countless years, the fortress of the World Stone was guarded by ancient people, and they were the heroic spirits of the three strongest barbarians.

- Maddock

A warrior prophet with a plate axe in each hand. He claims to be cursed by illusions of the past and the future. Even before the start of the battle, he was able to tell the outcome of the battle. Is there a crazier in the world than him?

He became famous on the northern continent for his talent for imagination. People followed him and went as they went. He became a legend, a warrior prophet. However, one night, when Madoc and his followers were sitting by the fire, he stood up, threw away his pipe, and left. When one of the followers stopped him and asked him where he was going, he said, "The ancients have called me to guard Mount Arret. So, I had to go. Madoc pushed the man away and began the trek from the south to the Arrett Mountains.

- Talik

Talik hails from the west coast of the barbarian kingdom. At a fairly young age, Taliq had mastered several of the Barbarian's skills. Before he was summoned, he was only 19 years old and had only heard the legend of the "Sacred Mountain of Arit", but had never even seen it.

One morning, there was a knock on the door, and an old woman, Kara, the prophet of the city of Hagalos, came to him. She has come to give Talik the ultimate mission to guard the sacred gates of the Sacred Mountain of Arret. And in return for accepting this mission, he will be immortalized at the top of the Holy Mountain. Although it would be a great honor to be chosen for such a mission, he would never return home and never see his loved ones again. Tarik slowly rose from his seat, a head above the Prophet in front of him, and cried out to her, "I am not going!" ”

Taliq declined the assignment and told the Prophet to choose someone else. Kara looked at Talik and told him that she had not made this choice, but that the ancient Heroic Spirits had told her to find a young warrior named "Talik" who lived in the west, and that this was what they wanted and that they had chosen. Talik stared at the Prophet for a long time, and finally, he nodded slowly in agreement. He turned to face his wife and children, kissed them goodbye, and set out on his journey to the Holy Mountain of Arret.

- Kolik

Kolik grew up in a jungle called Hankonok at the southern end of the Barbarian Kingdom. He protects his people from the wild beasts that live around them. As a child, he managed to tame one of the evil monsters known as the Lurker.

When he was a teenager, Colic rescued a child from a pack of giant spiders, who was later proven to be the son of a rival tribal chieftain. Without hesitation, Kolik escorted the child home, an act that put an end to the dispute between the two tribes.

When the Ancient Immortal summoned Kolik, his wife, the Tribe's prophet, told him that the Ancient Immortal had summoned him to guard the sacred mountain of Arret, a realm that could never be lost, the great glory left him speechless for a moment.

Then the celebration began, which lasted for three days before Kolik's departure. On the last day, Kolik appointed an heir: he was the child Kolik had rescued from the spider's mouth, and now that he had grown up, Kolik knew that he would rule the two tribes fairly and justly. Once he had all the earthly affairs in order, Colik set out for the summit of the Sacred Mountain of Arret, where he began his mission in another world: to immortalize the Worldstone. (To be continued......)

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