"Damn Bulcaisuo, why is it that bastard Anda!"
Madoc turned over and stood on the snow on the holy mountain, cursing.
The figure of Andakulgas was summoned by Bulcaisu in front of him, and he felt a huge gap.
Usually when barbarians summon the spirits of their ancestors, they call him.
Of course his foul language would reach Bulqueso's ears, but he didn't care.
It's a big fight, what can we do?
Can Bulcasso still split his soul in pieces in front of the Holy Mountain?
Among the ancestors on the holy mountain, who is not eager to fight?
Under normal circumstances, when barbarians use the spirits of ancestors, the three characters that appear are Mardoc, Talik, and Korik.
It's not that they are relatively idle, but as the three most famous barbarian ancestors known to all, their responsibilities are like being the protectors of the barbarians.
They are the gatekeepers of the Holy Mountain and a calling card of the barbarians.
When every barbarian realizes the power of the ancestor's call, these three ancestors are the first to be contacted.
If you want to be able to summon other ancestor spirits like Bulkatho, you must at least be able to recognize these ancestors like Bulkatho and be able to make them recognize your existence.
If you can't do that, then you can only summon the legendary barbarian Three Fools.
Of course, they themselves are not stupid at any time. The name "Three Fools" is just because what is summoned by the ancestor summons is the projection of part of their power.
As we all know, the power of projection has never been associated with much rationality.
But even their projection can bring a considerable increase to the barbarians.
Anyway, except for the three of them, no one cares about what the barbarians call the three idiots.
And what Bulkesso did now was to summon Andakulgas directly from the holy mountain.
With the help of Volusk's legendary power, this ancestor was permanently stationed here.
Until Andacoulgas dies in battle, his soul will fight within this body filled with rage.
"Okay, Ancestor Anda, go enjoy your dessert."
Bulcaisu added a little more strength to his feet, expanding the passage on the ground in a circle.
In the current hell, whether it is Mephisto or Satan, each of these demon monarchs has set their sights on the lower end of the portal.
This was the first time that the passage was forcibly opened from the other end. Even Ancient One just teleported after seeing hell.
What Bulkesso did was like two people chatting through the door, the sound transmitted through the door lock.
He followed the sound to find the lock of the door to hell, and forcefully opened the door to hell. This approach will naturally alarm these guys who have mastered hell.
The image of Ancient One and the dagger that made a strange chirping sound flashed through the minds of each of these hell monarchs.
Then they put their hands on their waists in unison.
The dull pain in their waists made them silent.
Silence is hell at this time...
"Forget it, there won't be any unimaginable guys invading hell anyway?"
Satan tidied up his suit and said this with a normal expression.
"Seconded!"
Mephisto scratched his head with few hairs left and said this.
"+1"×5
The Lords of Hell concluded their brief deliberations and decided to turn a blind eye to the matter.
They like to transform themselves into human form when they are not fighting.
After all, always facing those sinful souls has long made them feel bored.
If the strength of hell hadn't affected their power, these guys would have stopped wanting to accept these souls.
You know, these guys haven't had a day off since Hell started accepting the souls of sinners.
After all, no one can tell how big the realm of hell is. The sinful souls born over countless years gather here.
They are tired of hearing the noisy wailing sounds every day, so they are very interested in things that can bring novel experiences.
This does not include the experience of being beaten up.
Besides, this place is not suitable for living people at all, so they are not too worried about being invaded.
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"Ha! When I return to the Holy Mountain, I will dig out my best treasure and give it to you!"
Andakulgas waved the Oath Keeper in his hand, causing a violent wind.
Without waiting for anyone else to respond to his words, he suddenly jumped out of the hole.
Although Bulqueso originally wanted to go there in person, he changed his mind when he saw the horrified Rumlow and the three people in front of him.
Beings that allow him to move his muscles and bones are really rare, at least he hasn't seen a few in this world.
That death, which was not even considered a soldier, made it difficult for him to even think about fighting.
But the bastards from hell won’t run away, at least not from hell. Then this sandbag will always exist, there is no rush at this moment.
Anyway, Anda Kurgas is enough to make those bastards understand what pain is.
Bulcaisel's anger turned into Andacurgas' body, and now he has calmed down.
It just so happened that a few barbarian seedlings appeared now. As the only ancestral barbarian who could walk down the holy mountain, Burqaso should take some care of these guys.
After all, there can't be only a skeleton lady representing death itself in a world.
Just like in the dark world, in addition to Malthael, who represents death itself, there are also Tyrael who represents justice itself, Imprius who represents courage itself, and Auriel who represents hope and mercy.
The five archangels represent the five rules of the world, and they themselves are part of the will of the world.
When the rules of the world manifest into a personality, they often do not appear alone. After all, life and death, justice and sin, which prove each other's rules, cannot be concentrated on one person.
Conflict and coordination are what the personality shown by the will of the world has to do.
There is no need for Bulcaisel to run around the world just yet. After all, there is no paranoid man like Malthael in this world who wants to completely destroy mankind.
He doesn't need to be the so-called "savior", so he can just enjoy a peaceful life for a while.
"Well, can I leave now?"
Constantine took out the last cigarette on his body, held it between his fingers and whispered to Bulkesso.
Rumlow took the plastic bag from Matthew's hand, opened it and took a look.
What an ugly face with a bruised nose and a heavy face full of indifference.
"Is this demon still useful?"
Rumlow shook the bag, but there was no reaction from Balza inside.
After enduring Luke's torture, he was about to give up thinking.
"It looked like he wasn't feeling well."
Luke stretched his head over to look at Balza's face in the bag, and then said relaxedly.
For him, he didn't feel like he had done anything excessive.
With a demon in his life, Luke would naturally have some curiosity.
Just like a child who always plays with his or her pets crazily, Luke has a childlike heart.
As the saying goes, when a child is seven or eight years old, cats will hate dogs as well.
Like an orange cat being tormented by an energetic child, Balza completely gave up resistance.
The difference is that the orange cat is just too lazy to run, while Balza has no possibility of escaping at all.
After having to split up, most of his strength was wiped out under Luke's blade.
"Well, this guy said that Mammon was about to come to the world. Luke and I had no idea what he was talking about. So we took some drastic measures to verify what he said."
Matthew was a little helpless.
Lawyers like to talk about human rights, but demons should not be considered human beings.
"Damn it! You illiterate people! You don't even know this common sense!"
Balza seemed to be irritated by Matthew's words, and when he came back to his senses, he roared loudly.
"So I said that occultism is a serious subject, and it is not the kind of problem that can be solved by just thinking. At least I can't tell you who Mammon is."
Although Constantine felt that the voice was familiar, he wanted to leave here more now, so he just complained and did not recognize his old friend from the voice.
"I wonder if it's just a demon! Then it will be done by hacking it to death! Finish it quickly, I have other things to do!"
Rumlow turned and glanced at Constantine, then responded to Constantine by gesturing with a fist bigger than his casserole and a bicep bigger than Balza's head.
"I hate illiteracy!"×2
Constantine and Balza gritted their teeth and kept these words in their hearts.
Bulcaisel felt that Rumlow had become a little strange, and was searching his memory to see if the people affected by the Proof of Shame had experienced similar situations.
Rumlow seemed to have lost his mind.
