Dark Savages Come To the United States

The two of them were a little bored in Sonya's domain.

how to say?

It has been a few days, and the two of them are motionless in the field.

"Sonya, are you planning to let me stay here and wait for Malthael to arrive?"

The first ancestor said with a dark face.

This cannot be blamed on him, although the first ancestors have long been used to loneliness and loneliness.

But that's when there's no one else around.

After he put himself into the holy mountain of Arreat, this kind of loneliness has been with him for countless years.

But now there is a guy who can chat in front of him, but that guy doesn't say a word to him.

Who can stand this?

"if not?

Do you want me to fight with you here?

Then when Marthael the dwarf came, he saw two barbarians covered in wounds? "

Sonya said angrily.

This was the only time she spoke to the First Ancestor after all these days.

"Why do you think that you can be evenly matched with me?

If I had a fight with you, it would only be you who was covered in wounds.

Among my siblings, I am the strongest. "

The ancestor of the first generation said so, and rolled his eyes by the way.

His performance thinned out Sonya's already modest respect.

"I have seen many powerful people. Although you are very strong, I don't think you can beat Bulkelso."

Sonya glared at the guy in front of her.

Wouldn't it be nice to disappear from the sight of human beings as a legendary "god"?

Why did you suddenly appear at this time to cause trouble for others?

Sonya kept thinking about it, and even forgot that there was blood belonging to the first generation of ancestors in her body.

Without that help, she would probably be a dead person.

Can live who wants to die?

Barbarians just don't feel remorse for their own death, which doesn't mean they are willing to die...

"Hmm, what you said makes sense.

Anyway, I couldn't beat Uldyssian back then, and there's nothing unacceptable that I can't beat him now.

But I still have more than enough to clean you up. "

There was a malicious smile on the face of the first ancestor.

Sonya was a good kid, and the purest kind of savage.

Unlike the current Bulkelso, the blood of barbarians flows in his body, but he has been added with various conditions to become a "god".

The savage still has to be pure.

"oh."

Sonya pulled out the mountain-splitting ax in her hand. After she inherited the will of the old general Qualkeke, Sonya didn't care much about her own combat effectiveness.

If more powerful fighters could be cultivated, it might make her happier.

She would be happier if she could have a phalanx of barbarian warriors as soldiers.

"There is the breath of Imprius in your domain, although Uldyssian said that Imprius was his friend.

But I don't think this kind of friendship is strong enough to make people love each other.

Have you ever thought about whether there is some conspiracy behind Imprius's help to you? "

The First Patriarch speaks ill of Imprius.

Sonya didn't care.

Indeed, Imprius's approach is a bit strange.

It doesn't seem reasonable that he's giving more than he's getting.

Imprius doesn't act like a close friend when it comes to Bulkelso.

Perhaps in the mind of the Archangel of Courage, Uldyssian and Bulkelso are completely two people.

"what do you want to do?

It's true that Imprius doesn't deserve my full trust here, but don't forget that neither do you.

First generation ancestor, the suspicion on you is even similar to Rathma in my eyes!

When I was used as a sacrifice to summon Lilith by him before, don't say you don't know!

I watched your soul being weaponized by your own brother, Rasma. "

Sonya's mouth was full of contempt.

Sonya is proud, even a little arrogant.

According to the mages, it was her lack of awe, but Sonya didn't care at all.

"Would you believe me if I said that there is no difference between what Rasmah is doing and what Burkasso is doing?"

The first generation of ancestors did not show any expression when they spoke.

Even the roughest savage ancestors of the first days have a little bit of a mind under the force of time.

At this time, he was no longer the guy who only knew about violent fighting at the beginning.

"I do, but that doesn't stop me from hating you, and it doesn't stop me from hating Rathma.

What you have done has hurt us, and according to the tradition of the barbarians, this hurt needs to be repaid with blood.

It has nothing to do with what you guys are doing!

Even if your purpose is a great cause, the most I can do is give you some time to accomplish it.

My revenge will only delay at most, and will not end without a problem! "

Sonya swung the mountain-splitting ax in her hand, and the cold breath directly swayed wantonly in the field.

When this pure cold breath blew on the body of the first generation ancestor, it made this guy feel a little nostalgic.

In the beginning, the nephalem formed their own race and profession, but how much could they care about these things?

Maybe Vasily is different, but other people should not have this kind of feeling for future generations.

Three ancestors?

An identity that the three barbarians who were the three ancestors hated.

This thing is a shackle!

I don't know if the enthusiasm that Maddock and the others had when they were first selected has been exhausted.

Just when they discovered the title and status of "Three Ancestors"?

"Okay, I'll just say it.

Are you interested in becoming one of the three ancestors?

Although you are young, you will always grow old.

Savages need gatekeepers..."

The First Patriarch said something that sounded like he wouldn't be promised, but he didn't seem to care about Sonya's answer.

"Are you sure that the three ancestors are gatekeepers and not gravekeepers?

Back then, Maddock and the others guarded your cemetery, right?

Isn't the truth about Mount Arreat that your body is buried under the mountain?

What I care more about than that is what did you do to have the Archangel and the Lord of Hell put on a show together just to destroy your body? "

Sonya said coldly.

She is very smart, but because she is strong, she rarely thinks too much.

Ordinary demons don't need Sonya to think about how to defeat each other.

You just need to follow your body's instincts to fight, and victory will come naturally.

"That was just an accident.

What I did was nothing compared to my youngest brother.

Maybe they are just worried that I will show up in the world at some inappropriate time?

I am also a participant in the Battle of Original Sin. Behind Uldyssian's strength, how can you be sure that there is no shadow of me? "

The first ancestors spoke meaningful words.

Why would Uldyssian choose to allow his next chance to appear as a barbarian?

The barbarian's fighting style is actually not very attractive, simple and rough is the style of the barbarian.

Is mage bad?

Elegant yet full of mysterious charm.

Is the witcher bad?

The battle is full of excitement and surprises?

Why choose Savage?

Is it because savages have only ancestors in their beliefs? So it won't be much affected by the high-level heaven?

Stop it!

Uldyssian's beliefs are probably only himself and those like-minded people!

Even if he did it all over again, that guy wouldn't change much!

So is the soul, so is nature forever!

"The last time you appeared in people's sights was the Battle of Original Sin.

Legend has it that you helped Uldyssian, but I think you were just defeated by him!

Otherwise, you should still be that arrogant warrior. "

Sonya tapped her free hand with the handle of the axe, her eyes full of derision.

"Well, I was defeated by him.

But that doesn't seem to be a strange thing, does it?

Uldyssian's roar directly caused the High Heavens and the Burning Hells to retreat together.

Seriously, without Uldyssian, humans would just have a little autonomy in captivity.

But because of him, human beings have become existences on par with high-level heavens and burning hells.

St. Huria means a place of sanctuary. Why do you think such a strong high-level paradise-style name should be added to a mere human world?

Because the heaven at that time recognized Sanctuary as an independent world.

I was defeated by Uldyssian, but I did not stand idly by in the ensuing battle.

Do you really think that my father Inaris is the only one sent by the high heavens to the human world?

My opponent at the time was Tyrell, can you understand what I said? "

The first-generation ancestor scratched his head, and then tried to take out his backpack.

As a result, a huge spider leg came out from inside~

"Would you like to try it? Alania's spider queen's legs, although she was still a half-finished product at the time, she couldn't transform into a human form, so her whole body looked like a spider."

The ancestor of the first generation tilted his head and asked Sonya, and by the way, stretched out the huge spider leg in his hand.

"You're the child of an angel and a demon, so you don't have any other thoughts when you eat a demon?"

Sonya felt that her sanity was fading a bit.

Although demons are not humans, there seems to be no difference between the wisdom of demons and humans.

So the average Nephalem can't talk...

This thing is intelligent life!

"Thoughts? What thoughts?

Why don't they eat because they can communicate?

Don't make trouble!

Vasily can communicate with all animals and plants, but he can also eat.

Or watch yourself starve to death? "

The first generation ancestor looked at Sonya's shocked expression and showed a mocking smile.

"Civilization is not what you make.

I am willing to give up what my life guards. That kind of civilization is the result of the joint efforts of countless nephalem.

Compared to you original nephalem, we are civilized! "

Sonya was a little angry.

She felt as though she had been insulted, but there was no obvious evidence of that.

What's worse is that, as she said, she can't fight the first ancestor here.

Who knows if Malsail will suddenly appear in this field?

"Let me tell you some news, based on what I know about Marsail, he should have come.

Although it may not be a body with strong power, a little bit of consciousness or soul is still easy.

Why do you think you were placed here to guard a field?

Need me to give you some hints? "

The first-generation ancestors ate the spider legs in their hands while talking.

This leg looks old, but the meat doesn't look bad?

Thanks to Burning Hell for giving the first generation Nephalem food...

The world was not a good place when they were born.

Desolation, loneliness, anyway, there was nothing in the world at the beginning.

Nephalem civilization?

I don't know how many of them are high-level heavens leaking from their fingers!

Many of them were even inherited from the Burning Hell.

What is the education of the children of angels and demons like?

Isn't that what the intersection of two civilizations formed?

"Why are you telling me this?"

Sonya's eyes became sharper for a hundred years!

She had some guesses.

"The strong are worthy of sacrifice? I don't quite agree with this concept, but I have to say that it is indeed noble.

So Sonya, you tell me.

you! yes! powerful! By! ? "

The face of the first generation of ancestors has a smile on it!

He was about to convince the other party, without passing a lie!

No matter how you say it, lies are despicable things in his eyes!

Back then, Bilie, the king of lies, was blocked by Rasma in front of the gate of the burning hell, but he was beaten violently.

How could the elder brother, the first ancestor, not be able to do what the weakest younger brother in the family could do?

They are the naturally powerful first-generation nephalem that are different from Rathma!

Lies are just toys in their eyes.

"I am strong!

Although not the strongest! But I have nothing to fear! "

Sonya's eyes became a little dangerous, and the cold wave in the domain also became violent.

Qual-Kek's wrath is icy, a brutal wind without warmth!

But this was the wrath of old General Qualkeck, not Sonya!

Amidst the raging cold wave, a little spark is slowly expanding its body.

Unquenchable anger, never-ending fighting spirit.

This is the anger that belongs to Sonya!

At this time, the two different angers began to merge little by little!

"Sonya, whether you are strong or not needs to be compared most of the time.

Absolutely powerful? Uldyssian didn't do this kind of thing either! If he did it, he wouldn't let himself do it all over again!

Compared with the current Bulkelso, you are an out-and-out weakling!

So it should be protected!

Don't say you haven't thought about what it means to be the last line of defense!

If you are the strongest, your position is the last line of defense!

A guy who can defeat Bulkelso appears in front of you. Even if he is about to die in the next second, it is not something you can defeat.

The most you can do is to speed up the time for him to die. "

The words of the ancestors of the first generation are full of deception!

This is Sonya's domain, and even the first ancestor, he couldn't leave here without hurting Sonya.

And he had his reasons why he couldn't hurt Sonya.

His blood flowed through Sonya's body!