Dark Savages Come To the United States

"Matthew, it has nothing to do with posture when fighting. Can you think clearly about what the battle depends on?"

There was a little smile on Lecco's face, although Matthew couldn't see it.

But that didn't stop her from showing a kind smile.

This teaching method of asking questions to guide thinking is not very easy to use, after all, Matthew is not a child.

The tone of coaxing the child was also a little strange, but Matthew didn't care much.

"You are embarrassing me again. Isn't this kind of thing different for everyone? Faith, courage, or strength, there is no fixed answer."

Matthew waved the mace in his hand and smiled gently. He has a unique affinity in interpersonal communication.

A handsome lawyer, if he had no blindness and conscience, he might have become rich and powerful.

"Brain."

Lai Ko directly gave her answer.

This is not Kanuck's kind of "brain" fighting, but fighting wisdom.

While Canuck's fighting style was also quite effective, it didn't suit Matthew.

As the existence who knows destiny best on the holy mountain of Harrogath, the battle in Leikou's eyes is somewhat different from that of other ancestors.

Maybe Maddock could relate to her a bit.

Although she also admires strength, but compared to Cassius and the others, Leiko prefers to take all aspects of the battle into consideration.

Learning is also one of the reasons Lacco has become a legend.

For example, in the picture scroll that fate showed her, why would she make such a decision in the future.

Destiny treats Lai Ko not only harshly like a patriarch, but also kindly like a father.

Lei Ko can learn in advance, until the fate really recognizes that Lei Ko no longer needs strict control.

It's a pity that until the moment when Lei Ko launched a fight against fate but still died, she couldn't get herself out of that sad rehearsal.

Another pity.

Fortunately, Deleiko is a living person now.

"Learning is always the fastest way to improve. You can't easily master any new fighting skills like Sonya. After all, there is only one Sonya."

Lai Ko paused, and looked at Matthew in front of him with some satisfaction in her eyes.

Matthew is better than she imagined at the beginning, but Matthew cannot be the heir of a certain ancestor, and it is difficult for him to bear the glory of these warriors.

Blind fighters are locked to the upper limit after all.

Perhaps when facing Diablo, because he doesn't have to see the hideous appearance that represents fear itself, it will make him less psychologically stressed.

But the enemies of the barbarians are not all human beings. If you haven't seen the strange shapes of demons with your own eyes, you are bound to suffer a bit in battle.

When confronted with a realm of fear, Matthew becomes a complete headless fly.

In the realm of fear, not being able to see the enemy is fatal. After all, it is already very difficult to observe the environment under the control of others.

"So, Ancestor Leikou, have you already thought about what I should learn?"

Matthew was a supporter at the right time.

Moderate responses help keep the conversation going.

"What you should learn is how to distinguish danger. You will become stronger, there is always a way..."

Lei Ko nodded, took out a wooden stick in her hand, and waved it up and down.

The body also began to exude a dangerous atmosphere, and kept rushing towards Matthew in front of him.

There are no rules for aggressively crushing, just let Matthew familiarize himself with it in advance.

But Lei Ko suddenly frowned and turned around.

"Kanuk! Bring your heir to me! One sheep is also herding two sheep."

Lei Ko looked at a place not far away, and Kanuk was staying inside, teaching Casillas a lesson by the way.

Canuck can be found wherever there is Leko.

A bit annoying, but still tolerable.

As long as Canuck doesn't bother her all the time, that feeling can still be tolerated.

Just seeing Canuck slapping Casillas on the back of the head with his palms constantly, Lei Kou couldn't see it.

Regarding Canuck's rough and irrational teaching method, Lei Kou felt a little disturbed.

Although Laikou is not a good teacher, she is still better than Canuck.

Rough education will only cultivate fear, unless it is a child with a particularly big heart, it will inevitably leave some shadows.

"It's great that you are willing to take over the training of this kid. I can't stand this guy anymore."

Canuck said with a gentle smile on his face, a little flattering.

Canuck's brain can't say any dialogues with high EQ. It seems that the impact of fighting with "brains" is quite large.

Casillas is not the best heir in his mind, but it is enough to rank in the top three.

Perseverance and curiosity are the qualities Canuck values ​​most, and it would be even better if he added kindness.

It's just that Canuck still can't learn how to teach others, so his methods are too rough, and he doesn't have much place in his heart to leave to other guys.

Small-minded Kanuk, only pretending to be Xia Leikou and other barbarians...

That is why he is always worthy of the trust of his kindred.

"You've always been like this. Your indomitable efforts have all been smashed into Azmodan's stomach, haven't you?"

Lacquer was joking.

Then he waved towards Casillas.

"Son, you and Matthew are a little bit similar, both are stubborn."

As she spoke, Lai Ko lightly tapped Matthew's shoulder with the wooden stick in her hand.

When talking about this topic, Matthew's movements were slightly deformed.

The impact of blindness is still a bit serious.

There will be deviations in the sense of distance, positioning of oneself, and so on.

Even though Matthew had already received hard training before becoming a barbarian, these were not enough.

"Ancestor Leikou, my eyes can be restored."

Matthew asked generously.

When dealing with the ancestors again, it is the best choice to speak straightforwardly, and it will only be annoying to go round and round.

After all, what could the dead expect from the living?

It's nothing more than a respect.

Matthew is still a little concerned about whether he can recover his eyesight.

Especially after hearing that there was no such meaning in Lai Ko's words, he still asked.

"Okay, just why are we doing this?"

Canuck pouted and said some shocking words:

"You are not someone's heir, even if you become a barbarian, it is only the kindness of Bulkasso.

Despite your integrity, that's not what makes you a good fighter. "

Canuck was not afraid to offend people.

Besides, Matthew had already expected this.

No one on the holy mountain will pay for him, so no one will help him heal his eyes.

Matthew has long been used to the feeling of being blind, but he is still full of hope for the light.

"Ancestor Canuck, what kind of price is needed, can I pay for him? Or can I share it with him?"

Casillas opened his mouth and asked directly.

Matthew is a good man, so a good man should be rewarded. Canuck's mind correction works well for Casillas...

"Poor and generous, you can't help anything now."

Canuck showed his teeth, his eyes were a little dangerous:

"But don't worry, you will have a chance. I just hope that you will be able to say such things firmly when the time comes."

"Shut up, Canuck."

Lai Ko was a little unhappy.

If Matthew wanted to recover before he became a savage, he would have no trouble.

Gouging out the eyes directly and pouring a mouthful of medicine is almost the same.

Even if it is a neurological problem, it is just a matter of going a little deeper with the knife.

But the problem is that after he became a barbarian, he was still a blind man.

Nephalem's blood has been used to Matthew's current situation. As for the other possibility, now is not the time.

The conditions were not ripe either.

Kanuk nodded, turned around calmly and left.

Handing over the two young warriors to Lei Kou allowed him to continue savoring loneliness and infatuated love.

"Ancestor Leikou, you mean that I have a chance to regain my sight?"

Matthew said lightly.

Not too much hope, and no excitement.

"I have to say, you are very mature and calm. It won't be too far, trust us."

Lei Ko didn't say much, then raised the wooden stick and knocked on the ground.

"Come on now, my training won't be as rough as Canuck's, but it won't make it easy for you guys."

Since Lai Ko didn't intend to continue talking, Matthew didn't care.

Casillas, on the other hand, was a little moved.

He himself is a very curious person.

...

"Luke! Why are you afraid of me?"

Sonya grabbed the ax blade in Luke's hand and said with some dissatisfaction.

The teaching battle between the two didn't have much time at the beginning, and Sonya got a little bored.

Luke was stern in his combat performance, and there were no mistakes to speak of.

But there are no obvious bright spots.

Sonya was a little dissatisfied, and incidentally glared at Maddock, who was throbbing with veins on his forehead.

"Now you don't look like Maddock at all, at best, you're a Calcio who's degraded countless times.

Although it is not the first time I have seen a guy who uses an ax like a shield, but you are too disappointing. "

Sonya kicked Luke in the stomach, kicking Luke like a rolling gourd.

She stood there waiting for Luke to regain his posture, but there was no pause in her mouth.

"Perhaps Earth Thrower's description of you is a bit overestimated."

Sharp sarcasm is not so vicious to Luke.

After all, he couldn't understand such things as using the race of demons to curse people.

Earth Thumper's mind is not normal, which may have something to do with them being made of stone.

Maddock gritted his teeth, the anger on his body was already faintly visible.

It's just that his anger is a little complicated.

Luke can get scolded, and even get wounded and die in battle.

But this is not the reason for Sonya to speak harshly.

He can accept that his heir is not strong enough, and it takes time and opportunity to be strong.

But he couldn't accept that his heir was careful to treat himself like fragile porcelain when he was fighting.

"Luke, if you have something in the bottom of the box, take it out. Your disguise will not let Sonya relax her vigilance, and it will not make Sonya feel that you are showing weakness."

Maddock had to remind.

There is nothing wrong with showing the enemy's weakness and then looking for opportunities, but it doesn't make sense to face a powerful fighter like Sonya who has experienced many battles.

And this tactic will only make Sonya's evaluation of him worse. Accurately measuring the gap between the enemy and ourselves is a basic skill. Most of the fighters who didn't have it died.

And at this time Luke was still thinking about finding Sonya's flaws or waiting for Sonya to be careless.

Unwise and stupid.

"I'm not that stupid, it's just that ancestors, should you be more patient."

Luke said blankly.

There was a layer of faintly visible flames on the standing body.

"I didn't show weakness, it's just that I can only do this to this extent."

Luke twisted his neck and looked at Jessica with a big smile.

Luke has his own calculations, and they're working on them.

"I just feel the degree to which a strong man restrains his strength. After all, I will face the test of the Great Bear Tribe soon. Especially, I have to be careful not to be strangled by the ancestor of Kutur."

The anger on Luke erupted directly, burning faintly. By the way, he glanced at Cassius on the side.

Maddock's expression was still ugly.

He didn't remember teaching Luke anything like arrogance, let alone how to swagger like a peacock in battle.

Sonya kicked up and kicked Luke somersault.

Then he frowned and looked at his ankle.

Sonya had an ax stuck in her ankle that had been in Luke's hand.

"Why are you so calculating, kid?"

Sonya was a little surprised, and said with some irritability. He casually slapped the hand ax stuck on his ankle to the ground.

Luke rolled over from the ground and rolled over, unhurt by Sonya's kick.

Sonya was afraid that she would hurt the young warrior, so she used her power very carefully.

And Luke's body is stronger than that of a barbarian of the same strength, as if he was born with a piece of equipment.

"I just didn't want to die heroically on the way without any results."

Luke grinned his white teeth, and then charged Sonya.

"Is this a surprise?"

Jessica patted the arm of Cassius on the side and asked, with a smile on her face.

She probably understood what Luke was planning, so she wasn't worried at all.

Cassius still had that serious look, he wasn't sure if Sonya would suddenly rise up.

He could only treat the battle in front of him carefully at this time.

In terms of sense of responsibility, Cassius is much stronger than Maddock.

"I still have the same attitude as before. Your cleverness is meaningless when facing Sonya! Even my three-year-old child understands this truth better than you!"

Maddock was still mocking.

He clenched an iron rod tightly in his hand, as if he was about to pounce on Luke at any moment.

"Pooh!"

Sonya spat in dissatisfaction, then pressed Luke's face and pressed him to the ground.

"What do you think their guard is for? Facing an invincible enemy, your tactics will only make you die faster! Even if your brain seems to have reached the standard of a normal person!"

Sonya continued to press Luke's head hard, and then a shadow of anger appeared on her body.

"Madock is a prophet. He can follow the known trajectory in battle, and then follow the guidance of fate to win. But what qualifications do you have?"

Sonya pinched Luke's face and raised it high.

You're welcome.

She remembered that when she first received the teachings of Qualkek, she looked similar.

That battle was still fresh in her memory.

"You are not a prophet, nor are you powerful and invincible, so how can you be sure that your tactics will play a corresponding role?"

Sonya raised her hand and said to Luke in front of her, the anger on her body had overshadowed the fire on Luke's body.

There are thousands of reasons for anger, and Sonya can explode in just about any situation.

Because most of her anger comes from regretting her own powerlessness!

"Sonya, be careful!"

Cassius cut in directly, his body tensed up, as if he would rush out at any moment.

Something is wrong with Sonya.

This is not quite the same as in his image, although there is a shadow of Qualkek, but it still makes people feel uneasy.

"But I managed to hurt you."

Luke said vaguely, and when Sonya didn't notice, he took out a hand ax and put it on Sonya's neck.

The tone was a little excited.

"Well, now you are still that stupid ass!"

Maddock let out a yell and jumped up high.

His grief was already in his hands, and it was falling on Sonya's head.

The hand ax that got stuck on Sonya's ankle before had already shown that Luke did not have the power to hurt Sonya.

So Maddock was not happy.

"You are not sensible at all!"

Sonya grabbed Luke's face and put it in front of her. The hatchet scraped across Sonya's neck, but it didn't leave a mark.

While talking, Sonya took out the mountain-splitting ax and blocked Maddock's attacking position.

"But I can teach you a good lesson, let you know that the so-called tactics are not as good as choosing the opponent's vision!"

Sonya was about to smash Luke to the ground hard, her face was calm, but the anger had already circled her eyes.

"I thought you could hold back longer."

As Madock roared, the ax in his hand hit the mountain-splitting ax that Sonya used to block.

Kicked Luke aside by the way.

"Sonya, you have been affected by the blood, but there is no time for you to reflect on it now."

Maddock looked at the stunned Sonya and said.

Cassius was already standing behind Sonya, with his strong arms around Sonya's throat.

Although not tightened, this posture is already tense enough.

"I can calm down! You don't have to be so nervous."

Sonya regained her consciousness from the dizziness, and that was the first sentence she said. She wasn't out of her wits yet, Cassius and Maddock were overwhelmed.

"I don't worry about you taking Luke into the secret realm. To be honest, have you really been careful?"

Maddock gave Luke a look, and swung the iron rod in his free hand.

He'll give Luke a good lesson later on.

"Won't I grow up? Or in your eyes, will I be more difficult to control than Banal?"

Sonya patted Cassius on the arm, and the anger disappeared.

There was a burst of icy cold on the mountain-splitting giant ax in his hand.

"Qualkek's wish has come true, I have to let these young warriors understand the cruel truth! Although I still don't know what we will be like in this world, but I don't want to see that kind of unavoidable tragedy! "

Sonya's cold voice was not very pleasant, and her tone was not very polite.

Sonya was the proud savage, but she wasn't angry now.

It's just stating a fact.

"I want to know, have I passed now?"

Luke stood up straight, rubbing his face and talking.

The atmosphere became a little awkward.

"If you don't make you angry with me, how can I get the rescue of my ancestors? In the face of an invincible opponent, isn't the best way to delay time and find a more suitable candidate?"

Luke had a confident smile on his face.

There was a bang sound from the iron rod in Maddock's hand, and it was crushed.

"You may be very suitable for the skill of ancestor summoning, but you should first think about whether you want to heal your injuries!"

Sonya put away the mountain-splitting ax in her hand, and turned around directly. Maddock would give it to Luke not to count on someone to save him.

The ancestors all saw Luke's plan, especially the part of showing weakness to the enemy.

There is nothing to be praised for this part alone, that kind of behavior is like going to the latrine with a lantern in the battle with the devil, looking for death.

Demons have more eyes than savages.

And counting the ancestors into this kind of thing will only be effective on such occasions and when the opponent is Sonya.

It's not a pleasant behavior, even if he shows his intelligence.

...

"Rorschach, what are you now!"

Thor grabbed Rorschach's neck with one hand and growled.

Blood was spilling from the corner of Hela's mouth, but the sharp nails passed through Rorschach's shoulder from behind.

The battle situation was a bit tragic, and the only thing to be thankful for was that nothing irreparable had happened yet.

"I am justice!"

Rorschach roared hysterically, looking not sober.

The hammer of judgment in his hand swung heavily.

Thor didn't let go of Rorschach's throat, and the legendary son of Odin hit Rorschach's wrist, cutting off the blow.

Thor didn't understand why Rorschach appeared in this place, why Bulkasso would allow Rorschach to come over in such a state.

But he didn't have much time to think about these things.

Because Luo Xia's body is constantly recovering no matter how many injuries it has received.

Unkillable enemies are the most troublesome.

"Justice will prevail!"

Rorschach let out a frenzied roar, and the hammer of judgment in his hand fell heavily on Thor's back again at a distorted angle.

He threw off his joints.

Rorschach, who uses "never compromise" as his motto, is really tough.

Then Thor let go.

The blow made him lose his strength for a moment.

"It's all bullshit!"

Hela frowned, and pulled her hand out of Rorschach's shoulder with all her strength, but the sharp nails were all broken in the wound.

But it was knocked out by Rorschach's non-standard whirlwind hammer.

Lying on the ground for a long time without fighting.

However, I felt a long-lost relaxation in my body, as if I was relieved from a heavy load in a sauna.

"I probably understand!"

Thor stood up firmly against the heavy hammer behind him.

He just glanced at his sister lightly, then buried his head.

The son of Odin was still tightly held in his hand.

In the other hand, he picked up the cracked butcher's meat cleaver from the ground.

The legend in which the butcher's soul was lodged could no longer roar wildly, as if the soul lodged in it had been completely wiped out.

"Justice is not Rorschach, anyway, you can't bear the power of the Archangel of Justice."

Thor hit Rorschach's abdomen hard with the hammer, making a muffled sound.

A streak of azure blue blood spewed out from Luo Xia's mouth, and his eyes became clear for a moment.

"You are not a pawn, Rorschach. You are the heir of Bulkelso, and he wants to train you to become the new Immortal King. And the Archangel of Justice is definitely not as just as you hoped!"

Thor felt the power of the Hammer of Judgment fading from his back.

I relaxed for a moment.

It wasn't that Rorschach's will was shaken, but that Rorschach's body began to weaken.

In the previous battles, it wasn't just that Rorschach held Thor and Hela's explosive hammers. Their battles were generally close to each other.

"The Archangel of Justice wanted you as a pawn, but Bulkelso didn't intend to let him do so. That's why you came here."

Thor stood up straight, and then swung the hammer of judgment from his body to the ground.

A vicious headbutt landed on Rorschach's face.

"Before you, didn't you realize that you were about to lose your human appearance?"

Thor roared, and waved the Son of Odin with all his might, hitting Rorschach on the side of his face.

He has been taught by Volusk for a period of time, and he has also learned how to look at problems.

This heavy blow caused Thor's body to lose its balance and fell to the ground.

And the hammer of judgment in Luo Xia's hand fell to the ground together, but he did not let go.

"Your heart is full of fear, and what you fear is that justice will not be done! But why are you afraid of this now! Isn't Bulkelso not enough for you now to rely on!

You can have your justice done before Bulkhasso falls! Instead of working hard to become the next Archangel of Justice! "

Thor got up while talking.

stumbling.

But Rorschach also stood up straight, and this time he pulled off his hood, revealing his haggard face.

"He is him and I am me."

For the first time after a long time, Rorschach spoke calmly, and raised the hammer of judgment in his hand high.

"You don't recognize yourself as a barbarian!?"

Thor bumped into Rorschach's body recklessly, then turned over and sat on Rorschach's waist in the riding position, and the son of Odin in his hand fell on Rorschach's face like a punch.

Bursts of blue light were knocked out of the body.

"I agree, but I also have the right to doubt!"

Rorschach spoke vaguely, and pulled the Hammer of Judgment to stand in front of him.

"Haven't you ever thought of doubting the Archangel of Justice?"

Thor grabbed the shaft of the Hammer of Judgment, put his face close to Rorschach's rotten face, and roared loudly.

It was only at this time that Hela struggled to get up from the ground.

Looking at the comatose Asgardians around him, there was a relieved smile on his face.

All the guys who had animosity against her were solved by her personally, and the young Asgardians are changing in a good direction.

Rorschach was a little confused when he heard Thor's questioning.

He will doubt himself and all possible threats.

But justice was never in doubt.

Intentionally or unintentionally, Justice and the Archangel of Justice are equated.

"That Bulkelso can think so far?"

Hela spoke out of breath, with some shock in her tone. After all, when she was on the holy mountain, she didn't think the barbarians were so smart.

"Whether he can do it, only he knows."

Thor calmed down and said so.

Rorschach started to think again, which is a good thing.

So he raised his head and glanced at the scattered clansmen around him.

A mess, or enough of a mess.

Now that he is the king of Asgard, Hela will support him.

Now Thor's mind is full of thoughts about how to deal with the Rocky problem.

"What am I now?"

Lost in confusion, Rorschach couldn't help asking a philosophical question.

For identity and my own confusion, this may be a good question.

But no one on the field looked like he would give that answer.

Thor frowned, looked at Rorschach in front of him and let out a long sigh.

Immediately afterwards, he stepped on the Hammer of Judgment.

"who cares?"

Thor spoke casually, then took out his backpack and took out a bottle of wine and poured it into his mouth.

He drank so hard that he choked on it.

But he still insisted on pouring all the wine into his stomach, and then smashed the bottle to the ground.

"Give me one too."

Hela patted Thor's shoulder and glanced at Rorschach with interest.

Uh huh, Rorschach is a good man, but he has violent tendencies.

But Hela likes a strong man, provided that man can communicate normally.

Thor took out his backpack again, with a troubled expression on his face.

Now he has only two jugs of wine with him, a gift from Volusk.

After hesitating for a while, he handed the wine in his hand to Hela, and the two began to drink together.

"Snap" × 2

"This is the last wine on my body, although I also want to have another jar."

Thor wiped his face and wiped away the blood and the like, which looked unhygienic.

"Hella, will you help me take care of New Asgard?"

Thor said so, standing upright.

The Son of Odin in his hand was flashing with thunder, while the butcher's meat cleaver shattered to the ground with a crash.

"Don't you call me sister now?"

Hella joked with great interest.

"Sister, I'm the king of Asgard now, so I need to be more majestic in front of my people."

Thor smiled.

"Okay, Thor. King of Asgard, I'll help you."

Hela bowed gracefully and said with a smile.

Rorschach on the ground tore off his hood, looking at the rising sun and the breath of fear that finally dissipated.

"Who cares? Justice!?"

Rorschach muttered, then stood up.

"Even if no one cares, I care! Justice! Victory!"

The Hammer of Judgment in Rorschach's hand flashed a flash of anger.

The Archangel of Justice has a noble personality, but that does not represent justice.

Justice should never compromise!

ah! Before twelve o'clock, I coded out 8,000 characters!

It's been a long time since this happened!

Hope to fall asleep soon...

Try to restore 4D update tomorrow.

Thanks.