Rumlow did not comment on Vader's words. It was definitely not a wise thing for him to conflict with these ghosts at this time.
After all, it is much better to be able to communicate about this kind of thing than to fall into hostility the moment they meet.
Besides, Nick Fury in his headset was asking him to explore more of this mysterious place, so there was no need for him to go against the director's wishes.
After all, it's not the time for Hydra to step into the foreground yet. It requires more patience to lurk.
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"Uncle, how did that overly cautious barbarian you mentioned before die?"
Gil looked a little bored while watching Bulqueso grilling the beef leg in his hand, so he once again invited him to listen to the story.
Bulcaisel stared directly at the barbecue in his hand, sprinkled a handful of seasonings from time to time, and continued to tell Gil the story without looking back.
"That guy thinks too much. When he actually steps onto the battlefield, all he can rely on is the weapon in his hand.
In the end, he tried to take out his spare weapon because the weapon broke, but did not avoid the demon's attack immediately.
By the time he drew his spare weapon, he was already overwhelmed by demons."
Bulquesso feels that there is nothing wrong with being prepared in advance, rather it is a very good habit.
But no matter how much preparation you make, things will always happen unexpectedly.
Rather than thinking of an escape route first, it would be more convenient to directly break through the obstacles.
Ancient One didn't know what story Bulcaisuo told before, but he felt thoughtful after hearing the ending.
The power of time has brought her strength for many years, but when the reason for losing control appears, it is already too late.
For her, maybe she really lacks some courage.
"This is a terrible story."
Jill turned her attention to the food that was starting to smell fragrant and muttered.
"If I want to become a barbarian, do I have to go through that kind of trial?"
Gu Yi looked at Bulcaisuo with great interest. It was not so difficult for her to accept the matter of directly fighting.
This is the most common fighting method chosen by mages of her lineage.
But after seeing the enthusiasm of those ancestors for fighting, she still wanted to know more.
After all, "being prepared is never a bad thing," right?
"If you want to become a barbarian, it would be much easier. After all, your strength is no longer at the level of those new recruits.
As long as you bring your weapons and go to the Temple of the Elders to start your trial, you will be a barbarian warrior when you come out."
Bulcaisel gave a simple answer to Ancient One's question.
Speaking of which, he still felt that apart from those weird methods, the mages in this world were not much different from the barbarians in combat.
"Just wait for two days. Today is a festival. Our ancestors only have this opportunity every year to experience those beautiful things as if they were alive."
Burquesso took out an iron pole and poked it on the ground, and then took out a small blue hand ax and chopped off a large piece of meat from the roasting beef leg.
"This piece of meat is already cooked. You can cut it up yourself. I have to continue to watch the heat."
As he spoke, Bulcasso threw the small hand ax to Gil, and impaled the chopped pieces of meat on the standing iron pole.
It's not that Bulcaisel is stingy and unwilling to explain the content of the trial clearly, but that facing the unknown fear and evil is the only way for barbarians.
Which of the secret realms of the ancestors has he not penetrated?
On the way to becoming the King of Barbarians, he had gone to those secret realms countless times and brought out the wealth inside.
He has experienced the fatal experiences of all the souls on this holy mountain. Only one who is stronger than the dead barbarian can become the king of barbarians.
If you simply become a recognized warrior, you don't need to go through those difficult things.
There are probably just some unworthy fallen demons and a few interesting warrior demons in the secret realm.
"So, is there a secret realm for you here?"
With a smile, Gu took out the butcher's knife and cut up the cooked meat. He put the sliced meat on the plate he had brought and handed it to Jill.
When Bulkesso heard this, he turned his head and stared at Ancient One.
"This contains all my battle experiences, and the end of the festival was announced only after the warriors challenged my secret realm.
But there are no living savages on this mountain except myself."
Bulcaisuo didn't care that the calf in his hand was partially scorched due to his pause, and looked straight at Ancient One with his eyes.
If Ancient One is willing to challenge his secret realm, he is happy to see it happen.
But he has not yet thought about how much secret realm he should use to let Ancient One experience the fire of war that the barbarians have experienced, and whether he should share the power of the Nephalem with Ancient One.
"Uncle, your leg of beef is burnt!"
Jill's mouth was stuffed with pieces of meat and she shouted in a muffled voice.
Bulcasso casually picked up the small hand ax from Gil's side and chopped off the burnt flesh.
"It seems that you haven't learned to value weapons yet, so your training needs to wait a little longer."
Bulcaisel put the hatchet back into his backpack and said to Gil.
A warrior always knows where his weapons are at any time.
Now, Gil doesn't have the consciousness of a warrior, so it's too early to start training.
As if Gil didn't realize what he was missing, he just chewed the beef. But there was still a flash of disappointment in his eyes.
This kid would rather act stupid than make things difficult for others, so he keeps doing things that even he thinks are childish.
How could Gil, who had experienced death once, still be exactly the same as an eleven or twelve-year-old child? He had grown up a lot.
"Excuse me, can we participate in the secret realm you mentioned?"
Rumlow's voice sounded not far away, and he came to Bulcasso when he said that there were no living savages on the mountain except him.
He heard clearly what Bulkesso said about the secret realm.
After all, no one can ask barbarians to keep quiet, and besides, in Bulcasso's opinion, there is nothing worth hiding about these things.
"You may be able to try the lowest difficulty secret realm, but I still recommend that you enter together."
Bulcasso began to focus on the barbecue in front of him again, speaking without looking back.
Gu Yi picked up the piece of meat, put it in his mouth and tasted it slowly.
Barbarian-style food is not a delicacy, but for Gu Yi, who has never experienced this unique custom, it is something he has never been exposed to in his long life.