Dark Savages Come To the United States

Nick Fury finally got a place to sit and talk and it made him feel like he was being respected.

Of course this is respect.

Just because barbarians are called barbarians doesn't mean they don't even have culture.

Even on the contrary, the barbarians are probably the one with the clearest inheritance of the past among the Nephalem.

Because of the existence of the holy mountain and the fact that the first generation of Bulkelso never died, the past has never been a legend for the barbarians.

This place is a stone house on the side of the Elder's Sanctuary. There is no decoration inside, only a stone block that looks like a square that has been cut into a square is used as a table, and there are only two simple stools on both sides.

Even the one without the backrest.

Simplicity is the barbarian's habit of life. Simple life and fierce battle are the standard configuration of this ethnic group.

Lei Kou, who was sitting in front of her, was not very neat and not very ladylike.

The sitting posture of Dama Jindao makes Nick Fury feel expected. Who can ask the savages to understand the social etiquette of human beings?

After all, it is both cumbersome and full of the hypocrisy of the so-called "adults".

Of course, there is nothing wrong with saying that it is part of "civilization".

"I need to know……"

"Before you speak, are you really not going to keep that pack of hounds out?"

Looking at the so-called "oppressive" sitting posture that maintained her in front of Nick Fury, Lei Ko asked suspiciously.

This look of Nick Fury is not frank at all, and it seems redundant.

Being led by a few dogs and about to fall to the ground, no matter how you look at it, it will only be full of humor.

Lai Ko did not tease Nick Fury because of this, that is, he had put both parties in the negotiation on an equal footing.

"It's okay, I just want to know when Bulkelso will come back?"

Nick Fury had to adjust his posture to avoid being dragged off the stool by the dogs running to Lai Ko's feet for rubbing their heads.

The first step in the conversation was clearly not going well.

No one knows whether Nick Fury used a deliberate embarrassment in exchange for the other party's contempt or got used to these behaviors.

But not much.

"Bulkelso? Indeed, he is the Immortal King. Perhaps you should listen to what he has to say about the future of the barbarians. But there is one thing, that is, what you want to say can indeed reach the level that he can listen to. .”

Lai Ko smiled, a little narrowly.

She didn't think Nick Fury in front of her could tell that level of news.

As for news that is less important than that level, it is enough to just tell Lei Kou.

Nick Fury looked like a lot of fun, at least that's what Reco thought.

"If I say that I control the life and death of human beings, it is pure nonsense. But if I say that no one in this world cares more about this than me, I probably won't be objected.

I want to know, in your evaluation, what is the winning percentage of humans when facing Malthael? How many deaths will be produced at least?"

Nick Fury's words were very serious, and this seriousness also made Leko serious.

Nick Fury's responsibility is admirable, but most of the time his actions will only attract the middle finger.

Even the result may not be good, so what is the benefit of such an approach?

"To be honest, I can't get an answer to this kind of precise number now. If you asked me more than ten years ago, I might be able to give you the answer you want.

But does that matter? "

Lai Ko pulled out the Immortal King's gravel hammer and put it aside, looking up and down at Nick Fury.

A guy who looks very smart, I don't know why he has such an idea.

On the premise of not getting everyone's approval, you have to bear the safety of the world on your own? How arrogant is this thought!

The Stone Hammer of the Immortal King appeared in this place just to remind Nick Fury to pay attention to his position. For Nick Fury, Leko is an unstoppable powerhouse.

But Lai Ko has already paid attention to it, so Nick Fury had better stop using some unappealing secret agent tricks.

"Nick Fury, you may be described as great, but the adjectives self-righteous and stupid are absolutely indispensable on your tombstone."

Lai Ko directly laughed, and then took out the spirits dug out from Bulkasso's collection and put them on the table.

At this time, Lai Ko looked as if she was not the one who made the reminder, and the movements of her hands attracted Nick Fury's idea.

Just when Nick Fury was about to use his electronic eyes to analyze, he remembered that he came here in real body.

At this moment, he seemed to regret it.

Nick Fury's own eyes were not blinded because of irregular cat play, it was because the fragments of the grenade almost destroyed all the vision of his eye.

But he didn't goug out the eye, he just covered it with an eye patch.

Perhaps the original accessories of the whole body are the pride of Nick Fury as a human being.

"You're going to drink to my stupidity and self-righteousness?"

Nick Fury's one-eyed eyes looked at Lai Ko's self-serving behavior with some dissatisfaction. Maybe there is a curse on the savage in the bottom of my heart.

After all, people who are underestimated will always have such thoughts, but that's okay.

Everyone has the right to curse others in their hearts, as long as they don't take action, it is definitely not wrong.

This is human freedom, the freedom to love whom or hate whom.

"Cheers to your self righteous yet great."

Lai Ko pushed the simple wooden cup on the table, which she made casually in her spare time, so it looks a bit simple, but it will never leak.

Nick Fury picked up the cup directly and drank it down.

Lai Ko smiled while drinking the wine.

"What I want to tell you is that if Malthael wins, then all human beings will die. Even names like death and eternity will appear on the death list. There is no compromise, no lingering.

It's that simple. "

Lai Ko uttered extremely terrible words, trying to see some panic and other emotions from Nick Fury's face. Is this probably a trick?

But she didn't get her wish.

"Then what if you win? Will all the dead be resurrected? Or will a certain will determine who is eligible to be resurrected?"

Nick Fury's question was very sharp, and it exceeded Lecco's expectations.

What kind of person thinks about this kind of thing before fighting?

Lai Ko thought that Nick Fury would at most ask questions about who might be the winner besides Bulkelso.

After all, there has been a battle between the high heavens and the barbarians.

And those guys in Burning Hell didn't give up making troubles either.

Lacco didn't understand why Nick Fury would think of such a distant place, the so-called ending was full of uncertainty, at least until Bulkelso made the declaration.

"It will probably go back to the way we never were. Of course it's just a rough idea."

While recalling the silhouettes she had seen from "Fate", Laikou speculated on Bulkelso's thoughts.

In the end, this is the only answer to be given.

Lai Ko kept reminiscing, but she couldn't see Bulkelso's figure from that memory, but she was sure of one thing!

That is, Bulkelso is not beyond the scope of "fate"! Because she remembered that Uldyssian had appeared in Destiny!

Even if Uldyssian defeated the Nephalem's father, Inarius as Destiny! Uldyssian has no record of escaping his fate either.

"If that's the case again, I still have to wait until Bulkelso arrives."

Nick Fury lowered his head, a glass of wine made him feel slightly drunk for a long time.

Nick Fury does everything in moderation.

Unlike Dugan, he would exchange his wages for cigars, and he has always restrained his material desires.

Kind of like an ascetic. Just without those almost rigors.

Whether it is drinking or eating, it will not have the slightest influence on his decision, and he has completely separated his humanity and responsibility.

This posture is very similar to what those archangels used to look like, and their nature and responsibility have nothing to do with each other.

Except for that Tyrell guy.

"Then you can take these dogs and leave now."

Lei Kou rubbed the dog's heads under her feet, and smiled slightly.

Compared with Bulkelso's overly love-hate attitude, Lai Ko is more like an ordinary person.

At least a little bit more complicated.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been unclear about Kanuk's attitude when he was an ancestor.

Several dogs howled after hearing such words, as if expressing their reluctance.

And outside the stone house, Banal was staring at Kanuk.

Banal was worried about these dogs, but Canuck was worried about Lai Ko.

Banal's inner tenderness was hardly specific to any warrior, but he was able to tell in detail the anecdotes of the furries he had taken care of.

And Canuck, a... who loves but dare not even say, uh, licking a dog?

"The question goes back to the beginning, when will Bulkelso come back?"

Nick Fury stared at Lecco with burning eyes, propped his hands on the stone as a table, and maintained his seemingly "oppressive" but funny posture.

"Soon, when he comes back, you will probably be able to hear the announcement of who is the final winner from his mouth."

Lei Ko slowly raised her head, reaching out her hand to hold the long handle of the Immortal King's Crusher Hammer.

His body began to exude a unique kind of aura, which contained the legend of Vorusk, the courage of Jorez, and the angry aura that belonged to Leko himself.

She has never been a composite of multiple beings, even though she is constantly adding some qualities from other beings.

But this is called taking over the responsibility, growing and polishing yourself.

Lei Ko is Lei Ko, and she will not always be the legendary chief of the Bull Clan.

But she will always be the legendary Barbarian Lecco!

The warrior who always gets the strongest trophies in battle, the one who always gets the most praise in battle.

Nick Fury didn't change much under this kind of vigor, but the dogs stretched out their tongues one by one, as if seeing a mouse chasing and biting a cat.

This is astonishment!

The hunters trained by Banal are not much less intelligent than ordinary people.

The red light flashed on Banal's body and he was about to rush in. For Berserkers, these simple cuties needed his protection more than their companions.

His companions are all very strong, but these little cuties are far from being strong enough in his eyes.

But just when he was about to take the first step, he was locked by Kanuk's momentum.

"Get out of the way! Don't get in the way, at least move your lazy PG!"

Banal's words were not polite at all, but in exchange for Kanuk's already red eyes!

Banal was stunned for a moment, but immediately snorted coldly.

"Are you sure you want me to move?"

Thick threatening tone!

Canuck can only move in one way, and that is to charge!

Which ancestor did not know this?

Canuck and Banal were naturally at odds.

Because for Kanuk, the tribe is the first, the ethnic group is the second, the Leikou is the third, and the partner is the fourth! No one but himself knew where Canuck had put himself.

Otherwise, his title would not become a title among tribes like chiefs.

"Until Burkasso returns, I will guard this holy mountain! Even if Malsail appears here now, I will not be afraid."

After Lei Kou finished speaking, she left and started laughing. The power accumulated in the holy mountain for countless years made waves with her laughter.

This is probably what Volusk, who can only adjust everything in the holy mountain, expected.

The Immortal King needs the Great Elder, the Three Patriarchs.

The holy mountain also needs an existence that can guard the glory when the Immortal King is busy.

Lacco's change was probably unexpected by Vorusk, but it couldn't have been better.

"I won't be afraid, and I won't be afraid. But I still can't beat Diablo." Banal snorted coldly: "What are you looking at! I can't beat Diablo, so you can beat him Already!"

Banal roared unhappily into Kanuk's bloodshot eyes.

"You are crazy, but normal people will be afraid!"

Canuck burst out this sentence almost word by word.

Seeing the posture of his shoulders sinking, he was already ready to give Banal a blow.

"You only speak for Lakko, and occasionally for the bull."

Banal said somewhat angrily.

Then he picked up the husky that was pulling his trousers from behind, and then rubbed the dog's head in boredom.

Husky flicked his tongue, it seemed that Banal's technique was very good.

"Now, do I need to pretend to be drunk to avoid hearing the disputes among the barbarians?"

Nick Fury deliberately pulled the corners of his mouth, pretending to smile bitterly.

Who knows what his real thoughts are deep in his heart?

If Coulson's fake smile is too professional, then Nick Fury's expression is the most natural acting.

But everyone knows that he never reveals all his feelings.

Four thousand words are updated.

Today's update is expected to have a guarantee of 6,000.

If there are only 4,000 words, then tomorrow's update will be a 4,000-word update.

It feels like the time to wake up is getting later and later...