Sometimes time changes very quickly, and a day just flies by in the blink of an eye.
At this time, the noisy ancestors on the Holy Mountain of Harrogas were squatting in the square outside the Elders' Temple, waiting for this good show to take place.
If you want to project the contents of the secret realm, it doesn't have to be during the celebration.
As long as the Holy Mountain of Harrogas allows it, there will be no problem.
So they are waiting to see the long-lost secret content.
Bulcaisel sat cross-legged on the steps of the Temple of the Elders, with a pile of spirits beside him.
Although the current recruits and reserve recruits are not worthy of his attention, the secret team formation will not prevent others from joining midway.
So he came here as an insurance. After all, it would be a bit uncomfortable to see three seedlings that were already barbarians die young.
As for the two who have not passed the trial, if they die, that will be their fate.
Even the owners of the secret realm can't change the things in the secret realm, and no one can.
Jessica Jones took a deep breath while holding the hand ax in her hand.
She was going to take the first step of the trial today, a trial that might represent her death.
Jessica squeezed the ax in her hand hard and calmed down.
She is very clear about being disliked by those powerful souls, and she is also very clear about the fact that she will be disliked.
However, she was quite open-minded. At that time, she chose to seize this opportunity for redemption. Even if she died, she would be blameless.
Luke on the other side had some worry in his eyes. He would look at Jessica from time to time, but would quickly look away.
The war blade in his hand trembled slightly with the strength of his arm, and the broad side of the war blade would hit Rumlow's calf from time to time.
Rumlow held a bottle of wine in his hand, hooked Matthew's shoulder with his other hand, and put half of his weight on Matthew.
On his waist was a huge two-handed hammer that looked like a solid piece of metal. Rasuk also thoughtfully wrapped a white cloth around the handle of the hammer, although the white would soon be dyed dark red with the battle.
The name of this weapon is also very simple, it is called a two-handed hammer.
Rumlow forgot to tell Rasuk what kind of weapons he needed.
While most barbarians favor dual-wielding weapons, Rumlow gave Ra'suk only one piece of material.
So Rasuk also added some metals from his collection to create this two-handed heavy weapon.
In addition to the unbalanced weight hanging on his waist, Rumlow liked this rustic hammer very much.
The "Woo" sound coming from every wave made him a little excited.
The length of the hammer was specially adjusted by Rasuk to suit Rumlow's physical condition.
After all, as a skilled blacksmith, things of this level are professional skills, and Rasuk never betrays the trust of others.
Matthew had a basic battle ax hanging on his waist and looked calm.
Even when Rumlow pressed his shoulder, he showed no expression.
It was the best thing for him to have someone to keep him company, at least this way he wouldn't miss the flickering orange light on the ground.
He didn't know why he couldn't feel anything except that the equipment made a sound when it appeared.
As for Casillas, he stood a little further away with an ax in his hand like a stake, unable to move.
Now his mind was filled with resentment towards his teacher, and even after a night, he couldn't come back to his senses.
"Luke, your current condition is not very good. I don't want to have to guard you then."
Rumlow took a sip of wine and said casually.
The feeling of being hit on the calf by the war blade is not good at all.
"I see."
Luke said as he glanced at Jessica again before taking a deep breath to stay calm.
Then a pair of big eyes widened, seemingly ready for a fight.
"Perhaps we can compete to see who has made greater contributions in the secret realm. I have changed a lot from before."
Matthew's strength has improved a lot, and he feels that he should be able to defeat Rumlow now.
After all, his body adjusted in the direction of the Nephalem, and now he is stronger.
"You look more confident, which is a good thing."
Rumlow let go of Matthew's shoulders and stood up straight.
The hammer head of the two-handed giant hammer hit the ground, making an unpleasant muffled sound.
Rumlow handed the wine in his hand to Matthew and then twisted his neck. The sound of the bones rubbing together was quite noticeable.
"Okay, I won't say any more! Let's get started now."
Warusk appeared in front of several people and spoke lazily.
Apart from fighting, only beauty can keep him focused.
Following Warusk's words, Kanuk and Orak also came forward.
What their heirs want to enter is their secret realm, so naturally they cannot leave it to Volusk.
As the previous Immortal King, Volusk could host an event without anyone questioning it. This is not an important matter, and Bulkesso does not need to announce the start personally.
If the soul that controlled the Nephalem Monument hadn't followed, Warusk wouldn't even bother to do this.
"Go ahead, girl."
Orac said casually, without saying anything like "come out alive". He just opened the portal and threw half a roasted beef leg to Jessica.
This is what's left from yesterday.
"If I can come out, I will bring you my favorite food at the next celebration."
Jessica said openly, took the food from Orak, and then strode into the portal.
"Luke, do you need me to remind you again?"
Rumlow's tone was impatient.
"No, I'm ready."
Luke focused his attention on the huge projection that appeared on the sky, and then looked at Warusk.
"You'd better be serious, Luke. It's just as fruitless if she comes back and you die inside."
Matthew's tone was quite calm, but what he said was a bit choking.
"Little mage, when you come out, you may understand how comfortable it is to be a barbarian."
Kanuk pouted as he spoke, then opened his portal.
Casillas walked in with a sinister look.
"I don't like gloomy guys, don't you think so?"
Kanuk said to the old general who was paying attention to the situation. The gloomy man always reminded them of that guy Niracek.
Warusk was too lazy to say anything more. He hammered hard on the towering stone pillar outside the Elders' Temple, and a golden portal appeared.
Then he disappeared.
For Volusk, watching these boring things is better than returning to the throne to remember the warmth of the past.
"Let's go, this is an important step for us to become stronger."
Rumlow grabbed Luke and Matthew and walked directly into the secret realm. Matthew took the time to drink all the wine in the bottle.
Speaking of which, among the three ancestors, Tarik is usually the leader.
After all, he is calmer than Madoc and more persistent than Kolik.
