$225 Tyrael's Shadow (6,000 Words Guaranteed Chapter, More to Come)

"Boy, are you still full of doubts about us now?"

Bulcasso stood in front of Rorschach, his tone still calm.

He turned his body directly, facing Rorschach with his back, ready to go to the training ground.

Rorschach was not affected by the previous life and death, perhaps because his will was strong enough.

Burqaso was satisfied with the result, and a smile appeared on his lips.

"That fragment!"

Rorschach uttered this sentence word by word, and Bulcasso turned around sharply following these words.

A pair of eyes widened and his brows were furrowed.

"What happened to that fragment?"

Rorschach looked directly into Bulcasso's angry eyes and said this without giving up.

Rorschach's body trembled a little under Bulkeso's anger. This gap in life levels made him unable to control his body.

"Is it Tyrael? He's in your body!?"

Burcasso was instantly furious!

He said angrily like a roar. In just a short moment, Bulcasso changed from a calm state to a furious state, and the anger on his body rose to the point of burning people in an instant. .

Among the barbarians on the sacred mountain of Harrogath, only Bulcaisso can do this.

The average barbarian needs some emotional adjustment if he wants to be furious. Only Bulcaisuo can reach the peak of anger in a calm moment.

The ability to be instantly furious from any emotion is one of the reasons why Bulkatho is the strongest.

His huge and muscular body took a step towards Rorschach, lowered his head and stared into Rorschach's eyes.

The angry flames on his body were burning fiercely, making Rorschach in front of him unable to bear the heat brought by the angry flames. His short hair became curled up in the anger.

That thing is not something Rorschach can see. Rorschach doesn't have that ability yet. There is only one possibility for Rorschach to say this!

"Tyrrell! Get out of here!"

The battle flag and the Light Wings of Courage appeared together behind Bulcasso, and a huge roar filled Rorschach's brain!

The sacred mountain of Harrogath began to shake with Bulkatho's rage.

The three ancestors in front of the gate of the Holy Mountain looked up in the direction of Bulcaisuo, and then looked at each other.

"Go and have a look?"

Madoc was eager to copy his sorrow. Every time Bulcasso fell into a complete rage, it was not a small thing. Complete rage only appeared when he felt it was necessary.

Under normal circumstances, Bulcaisel was very restrained, and this level of anger made Madoc very concerned.

Not to mention that the name "Tyrrell" also excited Madoc.

Tyrael has only been to the barbarian's holy mountain once, this is the second time! When he first came, he directly blew up the Holy Mountain of Arreat, and by the way, he also sent away all the barbarians who were on the Holy Mountain of Arreat at that time.

Madoc also wanted to talk to Tyrell about this matter.

Use an ax!

"No, I don't want to see Tyrell's bad face. Besides, the angry Bulcaisel is quite cruel."

Tarik had just calmed down his anger. Facing Azmodan's shadow was an uncomfortable experience for him.

Every time he saw the Seven Demon Kings, he could hardly restrain his anger.

But even so, he still trembled after hearing Bulcaisuo's roar.

The furious Bulcaisel was a nightmare for him.

He still remembered that the first time he was called out by Bulcaisel using the summons of his ancestors, all he heard was "Why are you three guys?"

"Guy" is a modified version of the term, and Bulcasso's words at the time were much uglier than this.

At that time, he only took a cursory glance at Gaom who had been torn into pieces, and was sent directly back to the Holy Mountain by Bulqessor.

Sent back physically.

Bulcasso was about the same age as the three ancestors, and the ancestors Bulcaisso summoned at the beginning were not Madoc and the others.

"Forget it, that's Bulcasso's business, there's no need to go there."

Korik caught the swaying Wayne and said casually.

When Rorschach left the trial, he was sent directly to Bulcasso, and Wayne appeared next to him.

He wasn't too interested in things other than fighting, especially when this kind of thing also involved Bulkesso.

"Bulkasso..."

Rorschach's eyes instantly turned blue, revealing divine light, like a flashlight.

When he spoke, it was no longer Rorschach's voice.

"Tyrrell, you broke the agreement!"

Bulcasso controlled his anger and his voice could only be heard by two people close by.

"It's unjust for you to let someone else bear all that for you unless he volunteers."

Tyrael's voice rang out from Rorschach's mouth, and the Justice Light Wings began to emit Tyrael's power.

A realm of justice was opened abruptly on the holy mountain of Harrogas.

Tyrael here is not his true self, and he can only use the power of the realm of justice to complete the dialogue.

"ha!"

A figure roared and crashed into Tyrell's domain. A ferocious one-handed hammer hit Rorschach's head hard!

"Mocott."

Tyrell said slowly, then put a bright white sword above his head and caught Moct's heavy hammer.

Mocott, who only wanted to smash Tyrell's head with mercy in his life, thought he would never see Tyrell again.

"Tyriel, you forgot that this is Harrogath! Unless you want to do what you did here again! Otherwise, close your domain for me!"

Mocott yelled angrily, and he finally said a complete and smooth sentence.

The merciless shadow in his hand pressed Tyrell's sword to the ground.

Barbarian claws appeared on Bulcaisuo's hand on the side and penetrated directly through Rorschach's abdomen.

But this time it didn't hurt Rorschach.

If the Immortal King suit represents the glory of the barbarians, then the Ninety Barbarians represent the power of the barbarians!

In the Holy Mountain of Harrogath, the Ninety Barbarian Suit allows the wearer to do almost everything imaginable.

As Bulcaisel withdrew his hand, an illusory Tyrael was pulled directly out of Rorschach's body.

"Now! Archangel of Justice! Tell me what you want to do! You said you would remain silent!"

The aura on Bulcaisel suddenly spread, dispersing all areas of justice.

A pair of red eyes stared at Tyrell's shadow.

The moment Mocott's heavy hammer fell, he realized that the Tyrell in front of him was just a weak clone.

Bulcaisel also understood this the moment he held Tyrell in his arms.

"I can't let you hide what he's going to face!"

Tyrell's shadow raised his finger and pointed at Rorschach, whose eyes were widening, and said firmly.

"He can become the successor of any barbarian, but he cannot become you without knowing anything about it! Bulcaisso!"

In the middle of Tyrell's words, Bulcaisel directly crushed the phantom.

"Leoric, Modan, and Leah, they have already told us how to fight against the Seven Demon Kings! Only you, only you keep saying this is unjust, only you keep blocking it!

He is the only chance so far, don't say you didn't think of this when you favored him! "

Bulcaisuo clenched his fists and said bitterly.

The anger in him grew even higher.

Although Tyrell's shadow had been completely dispersed, his words could not reach the ears of the Archangel of Justice.

Mocott stood aside quietly and returned to his calm demeanor.

"So, can you tell me all that now?"

Rorschach said a little weakly, still looking directly at Bulkesso.

The wings of light belonging to justice behind him are still clearly visible.

The Light Wings of Justice did not exist behind Rorschach because of the possession of Tyrael's shadow. He was truly recognized by Tyrael.

The same stubbornness, the same unreasonableness.

"Then you hurry up and become stronger! Hurry up!"

Bulcaisel roared at Rorschach, his voice getting louder and louder.

Warusk appeared behind Bulkaiso at the right time and put a hand on Bulkaiso's shoulder.

Volusk tried to calm down Bulkatho, although he was equally angry at Tyrael's presence.

But keeping Bulkesso calm is the most important thing right now.

Leiko clasped her hands on her chest and watched all this happen.

The moment Bul-Katho roared out Tyrael's name, these two ancestors appeared nearby.

Everything in the Holy Mountain of Harrogas is shouldered by Bulcaisuo, and only these two top ancestors have the ability to help Bulcaisuo share some of the huge pressure.

"I know, you'd better think of how to tell me all that as soon as possible. About that..."

Before Rorschach could say the last word "fragments", he was stopped by Warusk's sharp eyes.

"Rorschach, the reason why you were chosen is because of your specialness. The light wings that are most suitable for Bulcasso at that time should be the pair on your back."

Warusk looked at Rorschach with a strange expression.

As an archangel who knew the truth back then, Tyrell was the same as Imprius.

These two guys will not lose all their power like Auriel. At this moment, these two archangels should have recovered.

"Okay, Warusk, stop talking."

Leiko's hoarse voice sounded, and a pair of light blue wings of hope slowly unfolded behind her.

"Hope cannot carry that, only courage and justice can. Bulcaisel did what neither you nor I could do. Stop saying those meaningless words."

Leiko walked up to Rorschach and looked down at Rorschach's eyes.

"Becoming stronger is never something that can be done with words. My child, you have to go a long way to take over Bulcaisuo's burden."

Leiko had no idea of ​​going on.

Even if Rorschach broke through Bulcasso's fortieth secret realm, he was only qualified to know what exactly happened.

Becoming the next Bulcaisel is still a long way off.

"Bulkasso, you are not suitable to train with him today, leave it to me."

Leiko glanced at Bulcaisuo, who was panting heavily with sparks coming out of his mouth, and spoke calmly.

Warusk felt that Burqasso's anger began to subside, and he also retracted his hand.

"How about you consider resuscitating Leoric? He can tell Rorschach what to do for you."

Warusk whispered.

"Stop trying to disturb their family's sleep. Enough is enough."

Bulcaisel gasped, and the sparks spitting out of his mouth finally disappeared.

After saying this, he opened a portal and appeared in the blacksmith shop.

Just as Reiko said, he is not suitable to train with Rorschach now.

…

"What happened with Bul-Katho?"

Wayne staggered to Kolik, he was confused about what happened there.

He was a little drowsy after experiencing dozens of death feelings just now.

"That's not something you should consider. You'd better go to sleep now. Otherwise, tomorrow's training may be postponed again."

Kolik grabbed Wayne's neck and pulled up the guy who was about to fall.

"Didn't I get your approval? I'm a barbarian now, don't underestimate me."

Wayne tried to stand up straight and said to Kolik.

Madoc on the side was laughing secretly.

Kolik recognized Wayne's qualification to call himself a barbarian, but Wayne lost in the competition with Luke, so Kolik was a little unhappy.

"You are just a new recruit, why worry about those things!"

Korlik yelled impatiently, then took out a bottle of wine from the pile of stones beside the gate of the Holy Mountain and stuffed it into Wayne's arms.

"Boy, finish the wine and go to sleep!"

Korlik saw that Wayne was able to stand steadily, so he let go of his hand.

"And you, Maddock, if I find that there is less wine in there, you can see how I will deal with you!"

This was hidden by Kolik to prevent Maddock from taking it without asking. In order to prevent Wayne from asking about Burkeso, he chose a rough solution.

Although he knew that as long as Maddock saw the location of his wine, it would not take long for all to disappear.

His threat had no effect on Maddock, after all, the two people's strength was almost the same.

"Okay, let's stop here."

Tallik glared at Maddock who wanted to say something, and then announced the end of this farce.

...

"Luke..."

Jessica sat in Luke's cabin with a gentle tone.

"What's wrong? I'm about to save enough money to buy a bigger house. Where will we live then? In the center or in the remote area?"

Luke was preparing a midnight snack in front of the small stove.

Although Luke doesn't look like a good person, it's rare that he can cook.

At least it's easy to mix a salad and fry a semi-finished steak.

"I want to ask you, when are we going to travel?"

Jessica walked behind Luke, hugged Luke's neck with her arms, and leaned against Luke's back.

"Any time is fine, tomorrow is fine."

Luke turned his head, glanced at Jessica's face with her eyes closed, and said with a smile.

"Then the day after tomorrow, after we come back from the trip, we will go to that high-end restaurant for a date. You have to prepare flowers by then."

Jessica didn't open her eyes and spoke in a dreamy tone.

"I'll listen to you. I'll prepare everything."

Luke smiled happily.

"When are you going to tell Orak?"

Jessica's words, accompanied by warm breath, blew behind Luke's ears, making Luke tremble.

"I'm ready too, Jessica."

Luke said this with a lack of confidence.

Although the marriage of the barbarians is quite simple, there are still rituals.

Although there is no need for the elders to propose marriage, Luke has to prove his strength to Orak instead.

After all, Jessica is a barbarian from the Big Bear Tribe, and a direct inheritor of Orak's bloodline.

In terms of blood relationship, Jessica is Orak's direct descendant.

Especially Orak himself thinks so.

"That's good, Luke. I hope to get the blessing of the ancestors."

Jessica closed her eyes again, lying on Luke's back as if she was asleep.

The two enjoyed the rare warmth.

"Knock, knock!"

A knock on the door came, and Luke almost threw the spatula and frying pan in his hand.

Today, if he and Jessica have any chance to go further, they will be interrupted.

Anyone would be angry about this kind of thing, and Luke is already a barbarian now.

Anger can really make him stronger.

"Who!"

As the words squeezed out from the gap between his teeth, Rumlow's voice came from the other side of the door:

"Matthew said you are not at home, aren't you here? Come and open the door quickly, I brought wine."

Jessica smiled and blew a breath of hot air on Luke's neck, then let go of the hand holding Luke, and then went to open the door leisurely.

As soon as the door opened, Jessica saw Matthew's apologetic face and the big plastic bag in Rumlow's hand.

"Well, I said why Matthew said 'you', and I also know why he said you are not at home."

Rumlow laughed happily, but with some bad intentions.

"Rumlow, you bastard! You have been an agent, how could you not know what Matthew means!"

Luke's scolding came, but it did not stop Rumlow from walking in with a laugh.

Luke's little house is not very big, with a bedroom, a living room with a dining table and kitchen, and a bathroom of only two square meters.

"Okay Luke, they won't stay overnight."

Jessica said this, and then looked at Rumlow and Matthew.

"Of course, we're just having a meal together. The damn black-hearted egg finally gave me the compensation."

Rumlow put the bag in his hand on the table and took out food and drinks from it.

Large pieces of grilled meat, scones, cheese and liquor...most portable foods can be found in it.

"Luke, cut a few more slices of toast and fry two more steaks."

Jessica said as she walked to the toaster and put the sliced ​​bread in.

"I stopped Rumlow."

Matthew said with a smile.

"Come on, Matthew, if you really wanted to stop it, you wouldn't have come up."

Jessica rolled her eyes.

Then she skillfully took out the chair in the corner.

"You're so virtuous."

Rumlow teased Luke.

"Come on, what else?"

Luke put the steak he had just fried into the plate in a bad mood, and then added two more pieces to the pot.

"We are planning to go to London. We heard there is news about Hydra again."

Matthew added.

"News about Nick Fury?"

"It's news from the Howling Commandos, Bucky, the comrade of Captain America."

Rumlow sat on a chair and opened a can of beer and poured it into his mouth:

"Why do I feel so bored drinking beer now?"

"Unfortunately, we are going on a trip the day after tomorrow. You won't ask me to cancel the trip, right?"

Luke didn't listen carefully to what Rumlow and Matthew said. He was now thinking about what gifts to bring for the trip.

"Luke, it's to London."

Jessica said unhappily, then walked to Luke and put the fried steak in front of Rumlow and Matthew.

"No matter where he goes, we have to travel."

Luke turned the steak in the pot over:

"Wait? London?"

"Yes, London, after the matter is resolved, you can get some romantic time and a bonus from SHIELD. This is what Steve said."

Rumlow didn't wait to get the cutlery, and directly stuffed the steak into his mouth and chewed:

"Luke, your cooking skills are a little better than I thought."

Because of the food in his mouth, Rumlow's words were a little vague.

"I promise."

Jessica agreed directly. Jessica, who wanted to atone for her sins, had no excuses for dealing with Hydra.

As long as it was for justice, she didn't mind using some of her own private time.

"Okay, when do we leave?"

Luke sighed, turned off the fire and asked.

Jessica agreed, so he had nothing to say.

He wasn't very busy anyway.

Luke brought the salad and steak to the table and sat next to Jessica.

"The day after tomorrow."

Matthew said a little embarrassedly.

When he came downstairs of Luke's house, he could already hear the movement above.

So he just felt a little embarrassed.

"Prepare the gifts for us. How will we leave then? Take the SHIELD plane?"

Luke rolled his eyes at Matthew. Although Matthew couldn't see, it didn't stop him from expressing his dissatisfaction.

"Then I have to tell that playboy to convert all the tickets and other things into cash for us."

Jessica patted Luke's shoulder, and Luke got up and went to get the tableware.

"It seems that you have encountered something today."

Rumlow probably understood who the playboy Jessica was talking about. Steve talked to him today, but he didn't want to get involved in Tony Stark's affairs, so he didn't take action.

"Let's eat first..."

Matthew said in a low voice. He was busy all day.

It is a very troublesome thing to protect the rights of those in need. Today, he was so busy that he didn't even have time to drink a cup of coffee.

"By the way, we also met the ninjas of the Hand. When will we defeat them? It's so annoying. I don't want to have to get up and move my body before going to bed at night."

Luke piled the knives and forks on the table casually, and then handed the pair of knives and forks in his other hand to Jessica by the end.

The careful action earned Jessica a smile, which made Luke feel so happy that he almost couldn't see.

Rumlow grabbed the beer and took a big sip of it. It felt a little weak, so he took out a bottle of Vodka King and poured it into his mouth.

Matthew grinned on the side.