Dark Savages Come To the United States

At this time, Bourcasso directly intercepted Rorschach on the road.

Or that this is a meeting that both parties are looking forward to, but there is nothing to say about the process.

The place where they met was a wasteland, and there was a long enough road not far away, and it was already night when the two met.

They raised a bonfire on the side of the road, took out some sausages and other foods, and slowly roasted them on the iron drill.

"I thought you would meet me after I walked back to the Holy Mountain of Harrogath." Rorschach's voice was quiet, and his emotions were very peaceful.

"Actually, it's not that particular, it's just that I just have time to come and see you at this time." Bourkesso took out a few bottles of wine from his backpack and put them on the ground.

Then he took out a large block of snow compacted bricks from his backpack.

Wine, whether it is warm or cold, tastes different.

Spirits are rarely drunk cold, because the taste will be softer after cooling, and when you realize that you drink too much, you are already drunk.

It's just that for Nephalem, at most, drinking water will bring some slightly drunk taste, and such things as drunkenness will only occur if Nephalem himself wants to.

"This is the style of a barbarian. I came directly because I was free. However, I will continue on the previous path. I will walk to the top of the holy mountain, and then think about the future."

Rorschach unceremoniously picked up a bottle of spirits from the side, broke the mouth of the bottle, and poured it into his mouth.

When he got along with Bourkesso, he didn't have any sense of superiors and subordinates. The two of them were just casual as if they were friends.

"I feel relieved when I see your current appearance. Justice is not wrong. What's wrong is justice that requires a stand. Although the former Tyrael did a good job at this point, it is a pity that he seems to put everything into existence. All are seen as victims of justice.”

Bourkesso also picked up a wine bottle, and after a little gesture, he started drinking.

Rorschach is a familiar person, but compared to the guys on the holy mountain who have known Bourkessel for hundreds of years, Rorschach is a new friend.

Some things can't be said in front of people who are too familiar.

"To be honest, I just have an idea about the future. After all, the justice in my eyes may not be the kind that everyone can accept." Rorschach said thoughtfully.

"At this time, you just need to do what you think is right. As long as you can be a little bit concerned about other people, at worst, you won't fall into the abyss." Bourkesso said something vague.

In Nephalem's eyes, the worst outcome is not to die in battle, but to become a demon.

Although Bulkessel doesn't know what kind of person can become a demon, as long as you are always on guard against demons, and don't believe that demons are good, it's not bad.

Demons also have the right to survive? Maybe so, but as a human, what should be considered is how to survive, not for a race that wants to treat itself as a livestock.

The Nephalem in Sanctuary never said that the way of the devil is reasonable, because they are not interested in it at all.

Humans who live in the world before the end of the world do not have so much leisure to explore whether the ecology of demons is normal.

"I won't become a demon," Rorschach said.

He said this very firmly, but Bourkesso had no idea about it.

This kind of word has appeared in the mouths of countless nephalems, but the end result is not all satisfactory.

"I hope so too. If you want to become an angel of justice, I suggest that you better make a few angel friends, and then go and see if the angels are the kind of guys you can accept."

Burkeseau took a sip of wine.

Angels are good or bad, Bourkessel knows that.

It's just that friends are friends, and righteousness is righteousness.

If one day the high heavens stand on the opposite side of human beings, Bulkesso will also fight Imperius.

This point is very open to both Bourkeseau and the Prius.

Do your best during battle, and drink together outside of battle.

"I'll think about it, can I go to your secret realm to see it?" Rorschach asked.

Burkesso hesitated a little.

The situation at this time is different from before!

When Rorschach was chosen by Bulkessel, in Bourkessel's soul there was nothing but that which belonged to the barbarian "Bourkesso".

But at this time, the part of Uldyssian's soul revived before the part of the soul sealed by Bulkeshor.

Bourkesso wasn't sure if something had changed in his secret realm.

Like Inneris?

"Wait for a while, I want you to be the next immortal king of the barbarians, not another me," Bourkesso said.

He was still hesitant.

Rorschach had the power and personality of an archangel of justice in his body at this time, although his combat power would not surpass that of Bulkesso himself.

But it was enough for him to break into the second half of Bourkessel's secret realm.

Not sure if this situation was a good thing, Bourkesso hesitated.

"You know, I will only be myself." Rorschach smiled.

He knew what Bourkesso meant, but he wasn't going to go the way Bourkesso had hoped.

"So in my eyes, you are the most suitable guy to become the next immortal king. It's not a bad thing to be stubborn about yourself." Bourkesso said and shook his head.

This is also the reason why he is not optimistic about Sanya becoming the next immortal king.

Sanya was influenced too much by him, but Bourkesso was not good at dictating other people's choices and life.

You can only have expectations for others, but you cannot limit others' paths.

This is how barbarians have been educated for a long time.

"Maybe it would be a bad thing too." Rorschach joked.

Joking was an unlikely thing for the originally heavy Rorschach, but now he seems to have changed.

"It won't be a bad thing. The worst result is to become a demon, and someone will naturally take action at that time," Bourkesso said.

Although he did not explicitly say that the person who shot was himself, he believed that Rorschach understood this.

As long as you don't become a demon, even if you are a bad person, you will not necessarily be killed by Nephalem.

Although most nephalems have little kindness towards bad guys, they are better than demons in their attitude and treatment.

"If I'm going to meet the Archangel, who do you think I should start with?" Rorschach asked.

Bourkessel hesitated on this question.

Holding the wine bottle in his hand, he was silent for a long time before slowly opening his mouth.

"Martha Inel."

Bourkesso said the name in a rather calm tone.

"Massa Yiner is my enemy, but I can't deny his competence as wisdom. You are different from me, although you also have Nephalem blood in your body. But you still have the approval of the righteous archangel.

It is possible for you to become the new Archangel of Justice, at least until you completely strip the person of the Archangel of Justice and the power of justice from your own body, so Martha El will try to guide you to the Archangel path of. "

Burkeseau said hesitantly.

He wasn't sure if this was a good thing, but among the archangels, Massa Yin was indeed the best.

There is a consensus among the top Nephalems that every archangel deserves respect, but only wisdom is noble.

"So I'm not in the range he wants to clear now?" Rorschach smiled.

"I don't know about this question, maybe he will leave you to clear it at the end." Bourkesso did not have an accurate answer to this question.

Martha Yiner's zero tolerance for demons is even harsher than Prius and the others combined.

No one knows what Mashayal's attitude is towards Rorschach, who has Nephalem blood.

But at least until the other Nephalems are cleared out, Martha El won't do anything to Rorschach.

Rorschach is now the closest to the archangel in the Nephalem group. Even if Martha Yiner has a clear list, Rorschach is the last name hanging on it.

"Then who among the archangels do you think I should contact the least?" Rorschach changed the question.

This time, Burkeseau did not hesitate, and gave his answer straightforwardly.

"Tyrael!"

Tyrael's resurrection had been known to Burkesall from death.

So he gave this name as an answer to Rorschach's question almost without any thought at this time.

"Former archangel of justice?" Rorschach was a little puzzled.

"Or he can become any archangel according to his own wishes. Of course, I am not saying that he is not noble enough. Among those high archangels, he may be the one who is more willing to understand human beings, and he does have a kindness. heart and stubborn persistence.

But he is never a human being. The human being in his eyes is both a hero and a threat. After all, he will make a choice for human beings, but no one knows whether his choice can be accepted by human beings. "

Bulkasso was a little more talkative when it came to Tyrael.

This guy did have a wonderful adventure with Nephalem when he was in Sanctuary.

It really shows the kindness and responsibility of the righteous archangel.

But it's impossible for the barbarian to forget the fact that he detonated the Worldstone!

This guy's stubbornness is actually no worse than Rorschach.

"I seem to understand something." Rorschach nodded.

"Then I'll leave first, just as that guy Martha Yiner won't show up in front of me." Bulkesso smiled with a crooked mouth.

That guy was nearby, Bulkesso faintly sensed that.

It's just that he would never allow himself to appear directly in front of Bourkesso.

Even if Bourkesso won't kill him directly due to some of his own plans, there will be no less humiliation.

"I always feel like I'm about to meet the two archangels you recommended and those you didn't recommend. Should I be happy?" Rorschach said.

"Be yourself and become an immortal king. Sometimes you don't need to announce that you want to join the competition, but you will already stand in that position when you come back to your senses, and there are already people behind you. A throne with your name engraved on it."

Bourcasso raised the bottle in his hand as if to celebrate Rorschach.

Then he tore open a portal and left here directly.

Just before Bourkesso left, there were three more bottles of spirits brewed by him by the bonfire.

That's for Rorschach and Martha Inel and Tyrael.

Bulkasso had completely left, and the Archangel of Wisdom, Martha Yinle, slowly appeared with a hood.

"I don't think there will be poison in the wine that Bourkesso left behind, because it's been a day or two since he planned to kill me. If he uses poison, he won't be able to enjoy it." Martha Yiner sat down on Rorschach with a smile. opposite.

There was Bourkesso's joke in his mouth, but there was no sarcasm.

"I thought Bourkesso would do his best to sneer and ridicule when he talked about you, and he would bring praise to some extent when he talked about me."

Tyrael with dark complexion also appeared here, his expression was not serious, but a little smile.

"So you still don't understand human beings, of course, I don't understand either."

A burst of laughter came from under Martha El's hood.

"We are not human after all. When we grow that mortal heart, who can stop us?" Tyrael said.

He and Martha Yinel each picked up a bottle of spirits left by Bourcaiso.

Tyrael cut the bottle off the way the barbarians did, and then took a sip into his mouth.

On the other hand, Martha Yiner carefully opened the cork and took a deep breath in front of him.

"You're making fun of the existence of corks by doing this, right?" Martha Yiner teased.

"I thought drinking like this would make me feel something I didn't feel before." Tyrell smiled.

Then the two archangels stretched out the wine bottle at the falling, intending to clink glasses.

"So at this time, should I listen to Bulcasso's advice and assume that Tyrael doesn't exist?" Rorschach smiled.

After putting down the empty bottle in his hand, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com picked up the last bottle of spirits left for him on the ground, and then slammed the bottles together.

"Sword Comes"

"I don't care, he probably hopes that I can give you some answers, but unfortunately, I don't know how to intervene in a human's life.

You are always between reason and impulse, and most of the time you are stupid and unrepentant. But occasionally there are miracles that I never imagined.

In your eyes, what should wisdom be able to do? "

A hearty laugh came from under the hood of Marsa Yinl.

The voice of Masa Yinl, who was not the archangel of death, sounded like a high-spirited teenager.

"I thought your voice would sound like an old man dying of old age." Rorschach pouted.

"Aging is mostly just the president's lessons and experience. These two are closely related to wisdom, but they are different in the end." Masa Yiner explained with a smile.

"So Bulkasso hates me, not the Archangel of Justice?" Tyrael squeezed out an ugly smile on the side.

"Of course, he doesn't want to understand your thoughts, because he is just living according to the way of human beings, whether it is in the past or now." Marsa Yiner responded.

"That's really something I regret, I thought we would become good friends." There was no regret on Tyrell's face.

He knew it was just a thought.

"Friends should stick to their own positions, and mutual understanding is a friend. We should wish our friends to be better."

Martha Yiner said and turned his gaze to Rorschach.

"A friend's mistakes should be firmly stopped! Instead of one's compromise?"

Rorschach seemed to think of his friend, with some reminiscence in his eyes.