$743 The Bastards of the Tagus Tribe Fight Like a Festival

On the holy mountain of Harrogath, Banar landed in a very undignified way.

His whole face hit the ground flatly, and the bridge of his nose completely sunk into his face.

Fortunately, such an injury is no problem for him.

"What a piece of shit! I finally came back, and that bastard Bulqueso just threw me back?

I still have something I haven’t explained clearly to him! "

Banal climbed up from the ground unsteadily, and then vomited a mouthful of blood...

After the bridge of the nose is broken, there will definitely be blood.

Although barbarians are not very skilled in this kind of medical treatment, they have experience in trauma that is rare in the world.

"I thought you would come faster, but it seems I still think highly of you, Banal."

"Woof woof woof~"

Hailab was standing aside holding Banal's pet dog, his face full of teasing.

"Next time there is such a temptation, you bastard will go there yourself!

I will never fight Bulcaisel again! I can't bear it even if that bastard holds back his hands! "

Banal glared at Hairab, and then snatched his pet dog away.

"Have you come to a conclusion?"

Banal rubbed the dog's head before asking in a low voice.

It can be heard that he is very concerned about this "result".

“It’s not good news, but it’s much better than the worst outcome we feared.

Bulcaisel was still the same hero, he had not wavered.

It's just that he may have his own ideas about Malthael. "

Herab sat cross-legged on a stone.

His strong body looked much thinner than before.

"Damn it! Those archangels are worried about Uldyssian, but we have to worry about Bulkatho.

The result is that he is caught in a dilemma.

I originally planned to take over the power of the High Heaven and become an angel. Then I would know what those archangels hid in that damn place in the High Heaven!

As a result, that bastard Bulkeso conveniently connected the Crystal Dome and the Burning Hell, and then sent me back with one kick!

To be honest, you are the smartest among barbarians.

But I advise you not to test Bulkesso again! He is definitely smarter than you!

It’s just that he didn’t care about your temptations in the past! "

Banal's eyes were a little red.

The berserker's uncontrollable anger was completely cured during his last fight with Bulcaisel.

Banal knew in his heart that this was a response given by Bulcaisuo, and it also showed his attitude.

Barbarians are barbarians and don't need messy things.

Under Bulkesso's approach, Banal completely gave up on those calculations.

He even persuaded Hailab in turn.

"He didn't pay much attention, but at first I just thought he was slow to react.

Until he beat me up hard because of my name...

Let's not talk about it, didn't we start to suspect it after he came back from Leoric?

Have you forgotten what Bulcasso looked like when he just came back from Leoric?

There is almost no difference between the hazy life and the twenty years since he was born. "

Herab rubbed his eyes with his fists as he spoke.

"Yes! At that time, I doubted that Bulcasso would starve himself to death!

But that is in the past.

Is there anyone who can represent us better than Bulcasso?

His will is always with us, and "Bulkessau protects me" is no longer an empty slogan!

I warn you about Hirab! If you still plan to test him, it's best not to let me know!

Otherwise, the feeling of my fist on your face won't be much better than when he punched you! "

Banal seemed a little irritable.

As a representative of the barbarians who start fighting immediately after a disagreement... Well, it should be said that when you are in a bad mood, you can even skip the step of disagreement.

Barnard has always had a bad temper.

At this time, he had not taken action against Hailab, but that was because Hailab was his elder.

Although there are no factions among the barbarians, they still have some cliques.

This circle is the tribe...

For example, the relationship between the guys from the Big Bear Tribe, Orak, Cassius and Kotur, is obviously closer.

As for Banar and Hyrab, they come from the Tagus tribe that explores anger, the source of the barbarian power...

Although the barbarians of this tribe are considered strong, their bodies are relatively more "approachable".

At least he won’t have a monster figure with arms and muscles bigger than other people’s heads…

"I've always respected Bulcaisel, just like you.

But this kind of temptation cannot stop, I have a reason why I must do this..."

"Bang!"

"Get lost!"

The sound of Banal's fist hitting Hailab's face came faster than his curse.

This guy's temper is bigger than expected.

The only good thing is probably that Banal knows that he has a bad temper, so he rarely communicates with others.

This also avoids a lot of unwarranted harm.

At least no innocent person was injured, let alone killed, at the hands of the most ill-tempered Banal...

"Fuck you!"

Hailab pulled his head out of the ground, then stretched out his hand to straighten the crooked bridge of his nose, and then slowly stood up.

"You want to fight, right?"

When Hailab spoke, his fist also hit Banal's face.

Well, the Tagus tribe came up with some bastard stuff... It's okay to say they are bastards.

Although Hailab, known as the conqueror, is one of the few barbarians who likes to use his brain.

But barbarians always prefer a more direct way of using their brains, such as a head hammer?

If this happens to barbarians from other tribes who get so angry that they fight each other with fists and kicks, someone will usually stop them.

At least someone will come out and ask what's going on.

"Come on! Tageus's bastards are starting to fight!"

Ancestral spirits can be seen everywhere, so they will not ignore the fight between Banal and Hailab.

So the ancestral spirits still called people.

"Who was fighting with whom?"

The nearest ancestor asked directly before he saw the two parties fighting.

"Hyrab and Banal!"

This voice seems to belong to Olongus... Does it sound a little excited?

As a barbarian who is good at long-range attacks, Olongus is definitely the best among barbarians.

"I'll buy three bottles of wine! Banal wins!"

This is Cassius...

"Then I'll beat Hirab! I'll add one point to the meat cut by the chef of the Storm Tribe! I stole it from Madoc last time.

After Madoc rolled the ball, he had to eat less of this meat every time! "

This is Kor... wielding the Wrath of the Hidden Peak in his hand...

As a barbarian who rebuilt the Holy Mountain of Harrogath together with Bulqessor and the others, Cole had a good relationship with Madoc.

However, Cole was not at all sad about Maddock's passing, and even said that he was sincerely happy about it.

Cole knew that the three ancestors were just a prison to Madoc.

You should be happy that your friend is free again.

More and more barbarian ancestors came to join in the fun.

Internal fights occurred among barbarians from other tribes, and most of the people came to break up the fight.

But when it happens to the barbarians of the Tagus tribe, their approach will be an exception...

They will open...

Anyway, the barbarians of the Tagus tribe are famous for being able to endure beatings, and they rarely use real fire to fight.

Because everyone knows that he has a bad temper, even acquaintances rarely communicate with each other.

In order to avoid the tragedy of "what are you looking at", most of the barbarians of the Tagus tribe walked with their heads down when they were at home.

As long as there are no head-on collisions, there will be far fewer fights.

This is probably the only self-awareness these bastards have.

"Damn it! I'm crushing myself! Three bottles of wine and Hirab's beard!"

Banal took the time to turn around and yell at the bastards who were opening the market.

"Banaar! I'm going to pull your hair out!"

Hailab directly entered a deeper level of rage...

Banal wants to pledge his beard?

This means that Barnal will tear off his beloved beard...

"Fight! Hurry up!"

Olongus shouted while jumping up and down.

As a barbarian who is poor at melee combat, watching others fight hard is considered Olongus's favorite entertainment activity.

Can't you like melee combat if you're not good at it?

If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't fight in close combat, he would have wanted to go out and fight on his own.

…

"So, is this a holiday?"

Jessica and Koutur walked over slowly and looked at the group of people who had formed a ring in front of them and said.

"Almost.

The number of barbarians in the Tagus tribe itself was small.

Being able to see them fighting is no different than celebrating a festival. "

Kotur touched his belt, then looked at Cassius who was shouting in the crowd and scratched his head.

Kurtul is a relatively dull guy, not as lively as his best friend.

He was reluctant to join in the fun.

“Jessica, long time no see.

You've changed a lot recently..."

Rumlow glanced at Jessica lazily and stood up straight.

Jessica's height is the most obvious change.

The second thing is the muscles that are more obvious than before...

“I am about to meet the requirements of ancestor Kotur.

By then I will also be able to join your battle.

I have never seen such a thing as a demon alive. "

Jessica smiled and greeted Rumlow.

"Luke, do you think I've changed that's why you're hiding?

Come quickly! "

Jessica waved to the big tree in the distance.

Luke is right there...

“Actually, I’m just a little worried about the barbarian tradition.

To be honest, I’m not good at cooking and I’m not very good at cleaning…”

Luke came over dragging the stick in his hand.

Although the tone was a little weak, the love in those eyes was not compromised at all.

Luke is a bit macho, yes, but he is not stupid...

Obviously it is impossible for him to defeat Jessica now...

"Then you have to spend time learning, but I don't have any requirements for food, as long as there is wine."

Jessica gave Luke a big hug after she finished speaking.

Jessica's experience is what the female fighters regard as politically correct...

But in fact, those who can't even do the most basic equal rights of doing their own things have no right to say anything to Jessica...

Uh...I hope there won't be a heavy punch from the sky, turning the world upside down and turning back time...①

"I have bought a wedding house and decorated it.

Will you take ancestor Kotur to see it later?"

Luke said seriously.

"Okay."

The answer was decisive, powerful and firm!

"Trouble!"

Rumlow said dejectedly and took out his smart phone.

On the phone was a message from Steve about the result of the battle on Thor's side.

"Thor is blind... but they worked together to deal with the mad slaughter.

Now Thor hopes to let the Asgardians settle on the Holy Mountain.

Then who should I report this issue to?"

Rumlow looked at the tall Coutur, but Coutur seemed not to hear what he said.

Rumlow shook his head and planned to ask someone else.

"Hey, ancestor Orlongus, who is in charge of the Holy Mountain now? I have something to report!"

Rumlow shouted at Orlongus at the top of his voice.

"Who cares! Don't delay me from watching the bastards of Tagore fight!"

While Orlongus was talking, he threw a clod of earth that was bigger than a person.

Olongus didn't take it seriously, so Rumlow just raised his hand and smashed the clod of earth with a hammer.

But Rumlow obviously couldn't get the answer he needed from Orlongus.

"Rumlow, wait a minute!

The stewards on the Holy Mountain are fighting inside now!

It's Helabor!

If you go up and talk now, you will probably be used as an excuse and punching bag after he loses the fight!"

Cassius shouted eagerly. He responded to Rumlow and didn't let Rumlow fall into embarrassment.

"Cassius, you bastard! Am I a person who can find a punching bag?"

Helabor cursed Cassius during the fight.

It is obvious that in this environment, it is impossible for him not to hear what others say.

"Barnar, my beard!"

Helabor punched Barnar in the face, and then tore Barnar's hair.

"Cassius, you bastard, I almost forgot that you beat Barnar to win!

You are playing dirty tricks!"

Helabor stroked his beard, which was missing a few hairs, with his empty hand.

Then he glared at Cassius, the onlooker, viciously.

"We'll talk about your business later! After I pull out all of Banar's hair first!

Also! I'm going to bet on Banar's scalp and ten bottles of wine brewed by Bul-Kathos!"

After Helaber yelled, he was thrown over by Banar's legs!

Banar had already taken the riding position neatly, ignored his hair being pulled and began to punch Helaber on the ground!

The fist hit Helaber's face and soon blood came out...

And two teeth were also...

Ground fighting is not something that Banar and Helaber are good at...

Only Kotul is good at this on the Holy Mountain of Harrogath...

So Helaber relied on his stronger strength than Banar to successfully get rid of being beaten on the ground.

When the two separated and regrouped, Helaber was holding the bloody hair in his hand.

Banar was holding his torn beard in his hand...

Obviously, this fight is not over yet...