$473 A Negotiation that Yielded No Results

Nick Fury finally got a place to sit and talk, which made him feel respected.

Of course, this is respect.

Barbarians are just called barbarians, which does not mean that they have no culture.

On the contrary, barbarians are probably the most clear-cut branch of the Nephalem in terms of the past.

Because of the existence of the Holy Mountain and the fact that the first generation of Bul-Kathos has never died, the past has never been a legend for barbarians. It may be the personal experience of some ancestor.

This place is a stone house next to the Temple of the Elders. There is no decoration inside. There is only a stone that seems to have been cut into a square as a table, and there are only two simple stools on both sides.

Even the kind without backrests.

Simplicity is the habit of barbarians in life. Simple life and passionate fighting are the standard of this tribe.

The sitting posture of Reko in front of him is not very regular, nor is it very ladylike.

The sitting posture of the big horse and golden sword makes Nick Fury feel expected. Who can ask barbarians to understand the social etiquette of modern humans?

After all, it is both cumbersome and full of hypocrisy of so-called "adults".

Of course, there is nothing wrong with saying it is part of "civilization".

"I need to know..."

"Before you speak, are you really not going to tie up the hounds outside?"

Raiko looked at the so-called "oppressive" sitting posture in front of Nick Fury and asked suspiciously.

Nick Fury's appearance was not frank at all, and seemed redundant.

Being led by several dogs and about to fall to the ground, no matter how you look at it, it would only be full of funny.

Raiko did not tease Nick Fury for this, which means that the two parties in the negotiation have been placed on an equal footing.

"It's okay, I just want to know when Bul-Kathos will come back?"

Nick Fury had to adjust his posture to avoid being pulled off the stool by the group of dogs running to Raiko's feet to seek the treatment of rubbing their heads.

The first step of the conversation was obviously not smooth.

No one knew whether Nick Fury was deliberately embarrassing himself in exchange for the other party's contempt or he was used to these styles.

But it doesn't have much impact.

"Bulkasso? Indeed, he is the Immortal King. You should listen to him about the future of the barbarians. But there is one thing, that is, what you want to say can really reach the level of listening to him."

Raiko smiled, a little mischievously.

She didn't think that Nick Fury in front of her could tell that level of news.

And the news that was not important enough to reach that level, just need to be told to Raiko.

Nick Fury looked quite interesting, at least that's what Raiko thought.

"If I say that I control the life and death of mankind, it's pure nonsense. But if I say that no one in the world cares more about this than me, probably no one will object.

I want to know, in your evaluation, what is the winning rate of mankind when facing Malthael? How many deaths will be created at least?"

Nick Fury's words were very serious, and such seriousness also made Raiko serious.

Nick Fury's responsibility is admirable, but most of the time, his approach will only attract the middle finger.

Even the result may not be good, what is the benefit of such an approach?

"To be honest, I can't get an answer to such precise numbers now. If you asked me more than ten years ago, I might be able to give you the answer you want.

But does it matter?"

Raiko took out the Immortal King's Stonebreaker and put it aside, looking Nick Fury up and down.

A guy who looks very smart, I don't know why he has such an idea.

To take responsibility for the safety of a world without everyone's approval? How arrogant is this idea!

The Immortal King's Stonebreaker appeared in this place just to remind Nick Fury to pay attention to his position. Raiko is an unstoppable strongman for Nick Fury.

But Raiko has already taken it seriously, so Nick Fury had better not use some unpresentable agent tricks.

"Nick Fury, you may be described as great, but your tombstone will definitely be full of the adjectives of self-righteousness and stupidity."

Raiko laughed directly, then took out the strong liquor dug out from Bulkaiso's collection and put it on the table.

At this moment, Reiko looked as if it was not her who gave the reminder. The movement of her hand attracted Nick Fury's attention.

Just when Nick Fury was about to use his electronic eye to analyze, he remembered that he came here in person.

At this moment, he seemed to regret it.

Nick Fury's eyes were not blinded because of improper petting of cats, but because the fragments of the grenade almost destroyed all the vision of his eye.

But he did not gouge out this eye, but just covered it with an eye patch.

Maybe the original accessories on the whole body are Nick Fury's pride as a human being.

"Are you going to toast to my stupidity and self-righteousness?"

Nick Fury looked at Reiko's self-centered behavior with some dissatisfaction. Maybe there was still a curse on the barbarians in his heart.

After all, people who are despised will always have such thoughts, but it doesn't matter.

Everyone has the right to curse others in their hearts, as long as it is not turned into action, it is definitely not wrong.

This is the freedom of human beings, the freedom to love or hate whomever they want.

"Cheers to your self-righteous but greatness."

Raiko pushed the simple wooden cup on the table. This was made by her in her spare time, so it looked a little simple, but it would never leak.

Nick Fury picked up the cup and drank it all.

Raiko smiled as she drank.

"What I want to tell you is that if Malthael wins, all humans will die. Even names like death and eternity will appear on the death list. There will be no compromise, no lingering.

It's that simple."

Raiko said extremely terrible words, trying to see some panic on Nick Fury's face. Is this probably a prank?

But she didn't get what she wanted.

"What if you win? Will all the dead be resurrected? Or will a certain will decide who is eligible to be resurrected?"

Nick Fury's question was very sharp and exceeded Raiko's expectations.

What kind of person would think about this before fighting?

Raiko thought that Nick Fury would at most ask who else could be the winner besides Bul-Kathos.

After all, a battle had already broken out between the High Heavens and the Barbarians.

And those guys in the Burning Hell had not given up on making trouble.

Raiko didn't understand why Nick Fury thought of such a distant place. The so-called ending was full of uncertainty, at least before Bul-Kathos issued a declaration.

"It will probably return to the state we have never been to. Of course, it's just a rough estimate."

Raiko recalled the silhouettes she had seen in "Destiny", and then speculated on Bul-Kathos's thoughts.

In the end, she could only give such an answer.

Raiko kept recalling, but she couldn't see Bul-Kathos' figure in that memory, but there was one thing she was sure of!

That is, Bul-Kathos did not exceed the scope of "Destiny"! Because she remembered that Uldyssian had appeared in Destiny!

Even if Uldyssian defeated Nephalem's father, Inarius as Destiny! Uldyssian had no record of escaping Destiny.

"If that happens again, I'll have to wait until Bul-Kathos arrives."

Nick Fury lowered his head, and a glass of wine made him feel tipsy after a long time.

Nick Fury does everything in moderation.

He is not like Dugan, who would exchange his salary for cigars, and he has always restrained his desire for material things.

He is like an ascetic. But he doesn't have those almost strict requirements.

Whether it is drinking or eating, it will not affect his decision at all. He has completely separated his humanity and responsibility.

This attitude is very similar to what those archangels used to be like, and there is no connection between nature and responsibility.

Except for that guy Tyrael.

"Then you can leave with these dogs now."

Raiko rubbed the dog heads at her feet and smiled gently.

Compared to Bul-Kathos's overly clear attitude of love and hate, Raiko is more like an ordinary person.

At least a little more complicated.

Otherwise, she would not have an unclear attitude towards Canuk when she was an ancestor.

When the dogs heard this, they howled, as if they were expressing their reluctance.

Outside the stone house, Banar was staring at Canuk.

Banar was worried about the dogs, and Canuk was worried about Reiko.

Banar's softness in his heart was rarely specific to any warrior, but he could tell in detail the anecdotes of the furry creatures he had taken care of.

And Canuk, a... lover who dared not even say it, uh, a licker?

"The question goes back to the beginning, when will Bul-Kathos come back?"

Nick Fury looked at Reiko with burning eyes, his hands on the stone that served as a table, maintaining his seemingly "oppressive" but actually funny posture.

"Soon, when he comes back, you will probably hear from him who is the final winner."

Reiko slowly raised her head and reached out to hold the long handle of the Immortal King's stone crusher.

She began to exude a unique spirit, containing the legend of Volusk, the courage of Jorez, and the angry spirit of Raiko herself.

She has never been a composite of multiple existences, even though she has been constantly adding some characteristics from other existences.

But this is called taking on responsibilities, growing and polishing herself.

Raiko is Raiko, she will not always be the legendary chief of the Bull Tribe.

But she will always be the legendary barbarian Raiko!

The warrior who always gets the most powerful trophies in battle and always gets the most praise in battle.

Nick Fury did not change under this spirit, but the dogs stretched out their tongues one by one as if they saw a mouse chasing and biting a cat.

This is astonishment!

The hunters trained by Banar are not much less intelligent than ordinary people.

Banar flashed a red light on his body and was about to rush in. For the Berserker, these simple little cuties need his protection more than his companions.

His companions were all very strong, but these little cuties were far from being as strong as he thought.

But just as he was about to take the first step, he was locked in by Canuck's aura.

"Get out of the way! Don't block the road, at least move your lazy PG!"

Banal's words were not polite at all, but in exchange, Kanuk's eyes turned red!

Banal was stunned for a moment, but immediately snorted coldly.

"Are you sure you want me to move?"

A thick threatening tone!

Kanuk only knows one way to move, and that's to charge!

Which ancestor doesn't know this?

Kanuk and Banal were naturally at odds with each other.

Because for Kanuk, the tribe is first, the group is second, Leiko is third, and the partners are fourth! No one but himself knows where Canuck puts himself.

Otherwise, his title would not have become a title among tribes like Chief.

"I will protect this holy mountain until Bulcaisel comes back! Even if Malthael appears here now, I will not be afraid."

After finishing speaking, Leiko left and started laughing. The power accumulated in the Holy Mountain for countless years rippled with her laughter.

This is probably what Warusk, who can only adjust everything in the Holy Mountain, expects.

The Immortal King needs the Great Elder and the Three Ancestors.

The Holy Mountain also needs an existence that can guard the glory when the Immortal King is busy.

Leiko's change was probably something Volusk didn't expect, but it couldn't be better than this.

"I won't be afraid, and I won't be afraid. But I still can't beat Diavolo." Banal snorted coldly: "What are you looking at! I can't beat Diavolo, can you? "

Banal faced Kanuk's bloodshot eyes and roared with displeasure.

"You are crazy, but normal people would be afraid!"

Kanuk burst out this sentence almost word for word.

Judging from the slumped posture of his shoulders, he was already ready for Banal to hit him.

"You only speak for Leiko, and occasionally for the Bull."

Banal said angrily.

Then he picked up the husky holding his trousers from behind, and rubbed the dog's head in frustration.

The husky flicked his tongue, and it seemed that Banal's technique was very good.

"Do I need to pretend to be drunk now to avoid hearing about the disputes among the barbarians?"

Nick Fury deliberately pulled the corner of his mouth and pretended to smile bitterly.

Who knows what he is really thinking deep down?

If Coulson's fake smile is too professional, then Nick Fury's expression is the most natural acting skill.

But everyone knows that he never reveals all his feelings.