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Gil and Gu Yi looked at the fierce battle between Bul-Kathos and Maddock with amazement.

It was not that they showed such horrific power, but that the battle scene was full of fiery and heroic beauty as if they were dancing in coordination with each other!

When the giant axe and the double swords crossed, the sparks left brilliant colors on the pale snow.

The wind stirred by the swinging of the weapons blew the snowflakes that had been on the holy mountain for years.

The two warriors fought at a very short distance, accompanied by the war cry that sounded from time to time. Every time they dodged and moved, every time the sharp blade passed by was full of the excitement of jumping on the edge of death.

The barbarian ancestors around them had picked up their weapons, raised them high, and shouted at the battle in front of them.

When the shouts became one, they brought a mysterious rhythm and sounded on this mountain full of traces of war.

The whistling cold wind gradually joined this barbarian feast, and at this time the wild music officially sounded!

The sound of weapons colliding was like a rhythmic drumbeat, and the barbarians' shouts became an eternal song.

The stone pillars in front of the Elder Temple ignited a fire not far away, and the raging fire melted the snow.

The female ancestral souls shuttled through Harrogath and began to prepare food for today's feast.

"Ancestor Madoc, no one in this world can support your desire for battle!"

Bul-Katho's double swords raised a fierce wind and slashed towards Madoc's eyes.

"Boy, before you inherit the title of the Immortal King, I will only take your words as suggestions!"

Madoc's giant axe swept across swiftly, knocking Bul-Katho's double swords away.

Both of them were fighting with the minimum force for barbarians. Their purpose was not to determine the winner, but to use battles and blood to let the Holy Mountain of Harrogath unfold the glory of the barbarians in the past.

Madoc was a legendary barbarian, and even the devil of hell in those days would avoid fighting with him.

But this brave ancestor was caught up in the frenzy of battle and was buried by the corpses of the demons.

His death was full of regrets, and this regret made him the first ancestor spirit to respond when Bul-Kathos used the ancestral summons.

Bul-Kathos's double swords rotated along with Madok's power, crossed his head and slashed at Madok again.

"I am already the king of the barbarians, even the ancestors should give way to my power and glory!"

Bul-Kathos's double swords began to accumulate power. In the limited power expenditure, Bul-Kathos gradually gathered anger and accumulated the remnants of each collision of weapons.

At this time, he wanted to use victory to put an end to the opening ceremony of this festival!

"Then you will become the Immortal King!"

Madok roared, he ignored the double swords swung by Bul-Kathos, and the giant axe in his hand smashed heavily on Bul-Kathos's head!

"Ha!"

Bul-Kathos was well aware of the legendary power of this ancestor, the magical power that could knock out his opponent regardless of any conditions as long as he wanted.

That was his interpretation of anger and the embodiment of his bravery and fearlessness!

If he was hit by this blow, although the restraint of the two on power would not seriously hurt each other, it would undoubtedly make him fail.

Bul-Kathos activated the skill called Ignore Pain with a roar!

He met Madoc's giant axe with his head, and a scar was cut on his forehead by the rough axe blade, but the double knives in his hands also fell on Madoc's neck!

"I am destined to be the immortal king!"

Bul-Kathos's double knives fell to the ground, and Madoc's ancestor's body became illusory, and then returned to the transparent color of the soul body.

Bul-Kathos took off the wine pot at his waist and threw the wine of this world to Madoc's soul.

"So, you should be patient!"

Bul-Kathos looked at the burning braziers on the Holy Mountain of Harrogath and turned his sight to the path up the mountain.

Some warriors climbed up there.

Madoc took the wine jug and poured the wine into his body that had turned into a soul.

He knew that even if he was restored to life, he would not be Bul-Kathos's opponent.

But he would not surrender for now.

"Wait until you really inherit that title!"

After saying that, his figure disappeared from everyone's sight.

Gill and Gu Yi watched the whole fight that was more like a dance than a fight. They looked at Bul-Kathos and the barbarians who were gradually dispersing around him, and they were a little confused.

The two who didn't know much about the barbarians' past had a strange feeling of being excluded.

"Uncle, can we go make the barbecue you said now?"

Gill looked at Bul-Kathos in armor in the field and said in a low voice.

Bul-Kathos took off his helmet and began to put his armor back into his backpack, but his eyes were still on the road up the mountain.

"My Gil, wait a moment, I want to see with my own eyes what those guys who took a few days to turn from fools into brave men look like."

Bul-Kathos was left with only his skirt armor and combat boots, standing shirtless in the snow.

At this time, the barbarian festival officially began with the huge fire in front of the Elder Temple.

Gu Yi looked at the burly figure in front of him and hesitated.

She didn't know whether she should tell Bul-Kathos about the future she knew.

After all, Crossbones was not a good person from any perspective.

Or whoever the agents in SHIELD were, they had innocent lives lost.

...

"Boss, are these guys ghosts?"

The agent who was a little timid looked at the barbarian ancestors wandering around on Mount Harrogus and hesitated.

Ever since these moving ghosts appeared in their sight, they pointed their guns at those ubiquitous guys.

Although he had seen many supernatural beings when he was on a mission, most of them were super-powered people. No matter how magical those guys were, they were still within the scope of humans.

At least those guys were alive.

At this time, even the guns in their hands could not make them feel at ease.

After all, no matter what legends they were in, ghosts were not something that could be attacked on the physical level.

"Shut up! Watch honestly!"

Rumlow shouted at his men with some dissatisfaction.

Perhaps this way can bring him some sense of security.

After all, for him, ghosts are also rare things that he has never seen before, so how could he not feel afraid?

When their team climbed the last step, they saw a burly barbarian looking at them.

At this time, they finally breathed a sigh of relief, because the figure in front of them was at least alive.

This can be confirmed by the mist sprayed from Bulkaiso's mouth and nose.

"I advise you not to point the toys in your hands at me, otherwise you can't go back."

Bulkaiso looked at these guys in front of him and kindly reminded them.

After all, no matter what the reason is, using weapons against others means being ready for battle.

And these guys obviously don't have the ability to survive from Bulkaiso's hands.

Bulkaiso's voice scared the pair of agents, after all, the barbarian's loud voice is not something that ordinary people can adapt to.