Dark Savages Come To the United States

On the holy mountain of Harlowgas, Luke Cage just came out of the secret realm, lying on the snow covered with injuries.

Although it was only a small group of fallen demons this time, he had experienced incomparable hardships.

There are countless demons of the same kind in this group of demons, but the strength of them varies greatly.

With the deepening of the secret realm, the demons encountered even a small spider will have incomprehensible powerful power.

The fallen demons still use that crude weapon, but Luke Cage's body is covered in blood.

The pain of being deeply cut by a rough weapon is something Luke has never experienced before.

The fireball thrown by the Sorcerer Sorcerer hit him, causing him to feel pain all over his body.

The power of the elements showed the striking effect of a blunt weapon, which made him suffer a lot.

"Boy, do you think that if you become stronger, the devil will just stay where you are?"

Maddock sat aside and didn't even look at Luke Cage's injuries, just speaking in his calmest voice.

"You will die in my secret realm sooner or later."

Maddock made a cruel judgment.

"I thought about this ending. I knew it after I saw the battle where you died."

Luke barely supported his body and changed to a sitting position. His blood bottle has not passed the cooling time.

The blood smeared on the snow, looking a little strange.

"You are as powerful as gods, and you will still die. How could I escape this ending?"

"snort."

Maddock made a loud nasal sound, then took out a thick booklet from his arms, and threw it to Luke Cage.

After Luke caught it with his blood-stained hand, he casually opened the first page and looked at it.

"You actually know how to write a diary? Although you are jumping."

Luke Cage was a little surprised. In his perception, Maddock was not the kind of person who could keep a diary.

A powerful warrior with a wild aura all over his body didn't look like the kind who would record things down at all.

Besides, compared with Madock's magnificent life, this booklet is a bit too thin.

"Don't you want to know about my past? Nothing can tell you that better than my diary."

Maddock's diary is still full of how he felt after using those abilities for the first time, but Luke hasn't turned there yet.

Maddock pulled out a crystal bottle from the snow beside him and handed it to Luke Cage.

This is the treasure buried by Kolik, brewed by Bulkeso when he was young.

Foreseeing his own death, Maddock dug up all his treasures and drank them. According to him, he should have a good drink before he dies.

Therefore, Maddock, who has become a soul, can only rub against other people's treasures in the annual festival, and incidentally remember the location where Kerik buried the "treasure".

The three ancestors who are also known as the three fools basically have no secrets among each other.

"Why did you change your mind? Didn't you want to tell me that?"

Luke knocked off the cork, took a swig of wine, and burned into a pained expression.

Bulkelso's initial wine brewed more of the devil's blood as the raw material. Whether the strength is high or not is another matter, but it is definitely enough to burn people.

The feeling of magma flowing through the throat is really exciting.

"You will know eventually, and I don't want you to hear from the other Patriarchs what a great warrior I am."

Maddock paused, then continued:

"I'm just an old guy who can only look at Bulkelso's back, and even lost my life."

Luke made no comment on Maddock's claims.

No one has the right to judge other people's lives.

The ancestors always praised each other without hesitation, even if there was some ridicule, they would eventually conclude with greatness.

The savage who can appear on the holy mountain after death can also be called great.

"I wish I could die later, so that I can see more new things."

Luke drank again, and put on the pain mask again. Although he gradually got used to the burning sensation of the esophagus, the pain would not go away.

"The secret realm has always been the best way for barbarians to become stronger, but you are different. You have not experienced those basic training, so you have to put in more effort to release powerful combat skills."

When ordinary barbarians are trained as recruits, they will be taught the basic fighting methods by the guardians of the holy mountain.

Sometimes the old general of Qualkek would demonstrate the moves himself.

When the body is strong enough, the recruits will naturally be able to unleash high-level combat skills.

That's why barbarians would suddenly use skills that they hadn't released before in battle.

It's just that the physical fitness has reached the standard.

But Luke Cage is different. Even though Maddock has trained him with all his heart, he has only mastered very few things.

That physical incoordination was the most difficult obstacle on his way to becoming a formidable fighter.

"You like that woman who just came up?"

Maddock suddenly talked about a topic that had nothing to do with training.

Luke took a sip of the wine, and then his face only showed pain for a moment before returning to calm. He gradually got used to the burning sensation brought by the devil's blood.

"For a moment, I liked her very much."

There's nothing to hide, Luke isn't a kid anymore.

"Then I advise you to pursue her earlier, and don't leave any regrets. In the trial of Aurak, only a few people broke through the first secret realm."

Maddock dropped this sentence, a little cruel.

Aurak has always been present on the most dangerous battlefields, always turning the tide.

To say who has the most scars among the ancestors, even the berserker Banal can't compare to Aurak.

There was hardly a smooth patch of skin visible on that burly body.

Orac's legendary God of War Blade was not formed because he likes to use slam most, but only slam, the most basic skill, can keep him from showing his flaws in dangerous battles.

Slam can be used in any state, whether it is knocked down, knocked into the air, or even without anger, Slam can smash the demon's head.

"The title of God of War is his glory, but also his sorrow."

Maddock added.

Turning the tide and achieving an almost impossible victory is both a glory and a tragedy.

The age when Orac was active was the most dangerous age for human beings. At that time, there were traces of demons everywhere as far as the eye could see.

"You mean that Jessica probably died in the first secret realm, why?"

Luke was amazed by this.

"Don't say you didn't smell the stench. Bulkasso gave her a chance, but this chance has to be fought with her life. Only after she survives can she have a chance to atone for her sins."

After Maddock finished speaking, he left, and this time he didn't hit Luke Cage on the head.

Luke picked up the blood bottle at his waist and drank it vigorously, and poured the rest of the spirit into it after drinking it.

He heard about this change of taste from Vader.

Luke could smell Jessica Jones' sinful stench lingering, but what could he do?

He had no reason to pay that heavy price, and he couldn't bear that price, let alone make up for the evil things Jessica had done.