"I said, are you two boys ready?"
Bulcaisel spoke to Luke Cage and Matthew Murdoch with a hint of impatience.
It wasn't that he was impatient because of what happened to these two boys, but that the sound of his pickup truck traveling over the mountains could be heard in the Elders' Temple.
"We've become savages, so we have to do what we need to do."
Matthew faced Bulcaisu without any fear. After truly experiencing the baptism of the Holy Mountain of Harrogas, he became more pure than before.
Luke Cage looked at Bulkesso with a look of reverence like a god. He wanted to become such a warrior who is not afraid of anything.
"Then, let's go!"
Bulcaisuo completely put down the impatience in his heart and spoke slowly with the tone of an elder.
He reached out and took out two bottles filled with red potion from the ever-burning flames in the Temple of the Elders.
Bulcaisel gently let go of his hand, and the two medicine bottles slipped into the hands of Luke and Matthew like birds flying into the forest.
"Now, you are savages."
Bulcaisuo finished these words to the two boys in his rough voice, and then left the Temple of the Elders on his own.
Barbarian rituals have always been simple, especially the ceremony for these new recruits to be recognized, which is even more unbelievably simple.
Now that it has been recognized by the Holy Mountain of Harrogas, it represents the recognition of the barbarians.
"Wait a minute and I'll take you back to Hell's Kitchen. And, Luke, remember your promise."
Bulcasso's voice reached the ears of the two people, and Luke looked at Matthew with a dazed expression.
It's a pity that no matter how many expressions he makes, they are all for the blind man to see.
…
"So, this mountain can gain greater power?"
Hawkeye looked at Rumlow with wide eyes. Rumlow's story avoided those ordinary agents.
It's not that Rumlow is very willing to tell these things to people in Nick Fury's line, but Hawkeye has already met Luke Cage and Matthew, and it would be fanciful to want to hide such things.
"My mentor and I have already agreed that you can watch tomorrow's trial."
Rumlow carefully touched the broken hand ax with some chips in his hand and said to Hawkeye.
He had asked Rasuk to repair this handaxe once, but now it didn't look like it could continue to withstand the battle.
Is Hawkeye trustworthy?
Rumlow thought silently in his mind.
Maybe this guy can be called a hero, but letting him know the news too early is not necessarily a good thing.
Hydra also left a famous name during World War II, and there was no reason why Hawkeye didn't know about it.
But after Nick Fury got hold of this information, Rumlow lost the advantage of standing in the shadows.
S.H.I.E.L.D. and Hydra have long since become inseparable.
What he wants is a real fight, and while destroying this Hydra, let SHIELD truly become a shield.
The shield doesn't require much thought of its own.
"So, what can I see?"
Hawkeye's face was cold and stern, his eyes fixed on Rumlow.
Everything now has exceeded his expectations for this mission.
"A fight in which I risk my life."
Rumlow said and hung his ax back on his waist. Rumlow stood up and patted the snow on his body casually.
In the fourth trial, he himself did not have much confidence. After experiencing the dream of the Holy Mountain of Harrogath like Matthew and others, he was already prepared to die in the trial.
Now that he has completed most of his plan, even if he dies, Hydra will eventually be exposed to SHIELD's sight.
But he still hopes to continue to live. Only in this way can SHIELD truly realize that world security is never something that an arrogant organization can control.
SHIELD is too powerful for the entire secular world. They have no restraint except the SHIELD inside the wall.
Problems will inevitably arise in such an organization, the difference is only sooner or later.
Supreme power can only bring about supreme evil, Rumlow knows this very well.
"Then it's best if you come back alive and report to the director in person."
Hawkeye has temporarily given up testing Rumlow, and will wait until tomorrow.
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"Damn! I say it again! Can't you just forge a car yourself!"
Bulcaisel's figure appeared on the path of the pickup truck, and the Oathkeeper hit the front of the truck hard, causing the pickup truck to fly over his head.
A bunch of ancestor spirits who had illegally boarded the bus fell to the ground like dumplings, making a series of muffled sounds.
These guys could obviously take advantage of their soul bodies and appear intact on the side, but for this novel feeling, they all chose the excitement of free falling.
"Ha! Bulcaisel is angry!"
With a wave of his hand, Madoc threw a jar of wine towards Bulcasso. This jar of wine was a good product that he had been hiding for many days.
Without the physical form, he couldn't drink it, so it was just right to use it to calm Bulcaisuo's anger.
"Did you hit me again?"
The heavy gauntlet on Warusk's hand made a metallic friction sound, and the pair of iron fists of the Immortal King were colliding with each other.
Bulcaisel grabbed the wine can flying towards him, and then raised a finger in the direction of Madoc.
Madoc understood that Bulcaisel was telling them that it would be up to them today, but only this time.
The next moment the pickup truck started, leaving Madoc looking at the speeding pickup truck and letting out a loud roar!
"Wait a minute! I haven't gotten in the car yet!"
The ancestor spirits in the car continued to roar in various ways, looking heartless.
They no longer had to worry about the threat from the demons in hell. They all seemed to have put down some heavy burden and were having fun.
Madoc didn't have time to say goodbye to Bulcaisso, so he used a charge to catch up. A series of footprints and wheel marks were left on the ground.
"What's wrong, Leiko?"
Bulcasso drank the strong wine Madoc gave him and spoke without looking back.
The soul of a female barbarian wearing ferocious armor appeared behind Bulcaisel.
The legendary barbarian Reiko, among the ancestors of the Holy Mountain of Harrogath, is second only to Volusk.
She gave the female barbarians their due status as warriors in this group that pursues strength and justice.
"The two boys you brought here, do you really intend to make them savages?"
Leiko's voice was not very nice, after all, her voice only had the spirit of an iron horse left over from the endless war.
Her tenderness had long since disappeared with the death of her husband.
Even when her lover died, as the commander of the barbarians, she didn't even have time to mourn.
She spent the rest of her life fighting in her husband's trousers and breastplate as a wedding gift, and that was all she could do.
Therefore, Bulcasso rejected Leiko's kindness in giving him the original assault suit. This original legendary suit not only represented Leiko's legend, but also her passing tenderness.
"They have been recognized by the Holy Mountain of Harrogas and can proudly shout that they are barbarians."
Bulcaisel responded to Leiko's question like this.
