Rorschach stood silently, looking at the snowy peaks in front of him, a little speechless.
How much despair he had in the previous battle, so how much thinking he has now.
For example, problems such as whether humans can really resist demons that are powerful enough to bring despair.
“Rorschach, are you ready?”
Thor said this with a hearty smile.
He knew some of Rorschach’s previous experiences.
When he and Volusk met for the last time, Volusk mentioned a few words about this incident, so Thor talked about it.
He stretched out his big hand and patted Rorschach on the shoulder.
In the Holy Land of Harrogas, only Rorschach appears to have a slightly closer relationship with him.
But he doesn’t care much.
The crown prince of Asgard is used to being aloof and arrogant. Only those he recognizes will become friends.
Power is not the most important factor, but Thor will not deny the role of power.
“I have made all the preparations I should have, but have I ever had the chance to choose?”
Rorschach said with his mouth open.
The nut hammer on his waist kept flashing.
Matthew stood silently with Spider-Man, observing this somewhat lonely guy.
“By the way, what did you encounter in the battle before?”
Rorschach asked as if changing the subject, and looked at Hela next to Thor.
The aura on Hela's body made Rorschach a little uncomfortable.
“I met a powerful demon, and besides the fact that I didn’t really experience death, I seemed to understand everything a warrior should know on the battlefield.”
Thor said vaguely.
Then he sat next to the campfire and took out a loaf of black bread to bake.
Who knows if he really intends to eat this thing, anyway, it will have no effect if he warms it up.
“I never thought that humans would face such a difficult guy.”
General Ross stared at the red giant and walked up to him. Compared to guys like Luke who were more like street gangsters, he still preferred to have a favorable impression of these people who talked less but took the battle seriously.
“I never thought that there are such monsters among humans.”
Rorschach lifted his belt in an inelegant manner.
“In order to face monsters, you have to sacrifice something. I think it’s good.”
Ross said this, and his red muscles trembled.
Beside him was an axe, which looked like it was stained with a lot of demon blood.
“Speaking without meaning.”
Rorschach made his own judgment, and then looked at Leah who was talking to the ancestors.
Seems a little curious.
“I’m just saying, the prize will definitely not be just a little bit, right?”
Constantine's figure suddenly appeared in everyone's sight.
Hung a few shining legends on his body, he looked like a nouveau riche.
He patted Steve's back vigorously, with a strange smile on his face.
“Constantine, I have heard about you from others, and I think it would be best if we keep a little distance.”
Steve still had his shield in his hand, but it was now a puddle of fragments.
Wayne finally appeared without saying a word, and then walked in the direction of Tony.
“Don’t be so jealous, okay? I saved your life from Diavolo, and you almost didn’t get to see the final prize, okay?”
Constantine spoke loudly, as if he was afraid that others would not hear him.
Hearing this, the new recruits who had left early turned their attention.
“What’s wrong? Am I right?”
Constantine had a fox-like expression on his face and said with a smile.
He is very concerned about the power of legend.
But an obvious problem is that his body is simply unable to use these legendary equipment.
It would be a bit of a joke for an ordinary person's physical ability to wield a heavy weapon that would only be used by barbarians.
“My harvest can be handed over to you, but I need some comrades, at least in some crises, you can help me.”
Constantine achieved his goal and stated his conditions loudly.
It is a very cost-effective thing to use legendary equipment that you don’t need to get some powerful helpers.
Rumlow lit a cigar silently and sat there without saying a word.
He was not interested in Constantine's invitation.
Even though this bastard always does the right thing, Constantine is not a very good friend or employer.
“Probably no one will come and be tricked by you, Constantine, you’d better find a way to replace the legendary things you don’t need with other things.
At least converting it into gold coins will make your life less embarrassing."
Steve spoke softly, as if he was worried that Constantine would be traumatized.
“You can go to Rasuk and ask him to help you break down the equipment into materials. At least your lame spells can get better casting materials.”
Burkeso strode over and spoke to Constantine meaningfully.
When Constantine delayed Diavolo a little before, Bulcaisso had somewhat changed his opinion of him.
Although you won’t become nice all of a sudden, it’s okay to provide some suggestions.
Madoc walked up to him with a stinky face, picked up Luke who was watching the excitement by the back of his neck, and walked away.
Luke is his only heir, so Madoc needs to do something to make this silly boy more mature.
At least mature enough not to be crushed by Jessica in bed.
Kotur will take good care of Jessica, and even the glory of Orak's God of War will be entrusted to Jessica at the right time if nothing unexpected happens.
The tempers of barbarians are not very good. The one who is not strong enough after marriage will definitely not have the right to choose.
Domestic violence?
Savages do not use violence against their loved ones.
Most of the time, there will be some harmless competition between the two parties to decide who cooks and washes the dishes.
Such as throwing weapons, weapon slashing, secret realm racing and other contests.
No matter how bad things get, there will be a fight or something like that.
The one who is not strong enough basically has to be busy with family affairs every day.
Because only the stronger side can continue to fight the devil on the battlefield.
Those who are weak should be protected at home.
Jessica, who has inherited the bloodline of the Big Bear, will definitely be in a leading position in terms of strength.
The heir of the majestic Madoc is actually not qualified to set foot on the battlefield?
This is something Maddock cannot accept!
“Ancestor Madok, what are you planning to do?”
Luke was struggling like a toad, waving his limbs.
Jessica watched silently with a smile squeezed out of sadness.
She felt it when Orak chose to sleep.
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Her body was filled with Orak's blood, and that bloodline connection made Jessica know that she lacked an elder she could rely on.
“Little Bear, I will be your guardian from now on. Is that what you said over there?”
Kutul's huge figure stood behind Jessica.
The sound gives people a sense of honesty.
Like a lazy bear rubbing against a tree.
“Ancestor Kotur, thank you.”
Jessica said softly.
The God of War's Blade was silently flashing a gentle light beside her.
“I will protect every clan member.”
Cotur said this after a while.
The clenched fists tell of his determination.
Cassius stood in a corner, pouring wine into his mouth.
He is just in the state of his soul and cannot taste it.
Orak still made his own choice beyond him.
Cassius was a little angry.
Sacrifice has always been something that only the strongest are qualified to do!
And he just proved to Orak not long ago that he is the strongest member of the Great Bear Tribe.
Sacrifice is always sad.
It's just that barbarians choose to use "glory" to modify this kind of thing.
Not strong enough is the true meaning of sacrifice.
“Steve, come here.”
Johanna said hello to Steve.
This battle is just a preview of the secret realm of the Crusaders.
As for how to use the power of the Crusaders, Steve still needs some time to learn.
Coincidentally, Johanna now has time to teach Steve.
“I think we can try to challenge Kingpin after we go back.”
Matthew said softly.
Spider-Man had already pulled off his damaged mask and nodded to Matthew.
“I feel that I have become a lot stronger, at least I am stronger than the previous Rumlow.
I am confident that I will not be able to fight back in front of Jin Bin."
Matthew continued.
He acted as if he was looking for something to say.
“Don’t we have professionals? He still owes me money.”
Spider-Man pointed at Constantine who was speaking loudly.
He knew that Matthew was blind, but he also knew that Matthew could clearly feel his movements.
Matthew is not an ordinary blind man.
“Professional? That guy specializes in selling teammates.”
Matthew seemed to be gritting his teeth as he spoke.
Spider-Man is not the only victim in the "Secret Realm".
If Constantine hadn't suddenly appeared on Matthew's battlefield, he wouldn't have been thrown out of the battlefield by Leiko.
“Okay, I can probably guess some.”
Spider-Man said vaguely.
The killer monkey jumped out with a squeaking sound, climbed onto Matthew's shoulders, and rummaged through his hair.
“Are you talking about Kingpin?”
Leah walked up to Matthew seriously and asked.
Lea's resurrection is unknown news to Matthew and Spider-Man.
They had no idea when Leah appeared on the Holy Mountain.
“I’ll take the liberty to ask, who are you?”
Matthew said softly.
He felt the aura on Leah that was very similar to Bulcaisel.
This reminded him of Rorschach.
“You may call me Leah, the child of Prince Aidan and the child of Bulcasso.”
Leah said something that was somewhat misleading.
Perhaps she didn't even realize there was anything wrong with her words.
This is the truth, but Matthew doesn’t quite understand it.
"If you plan to go to Jinpin, I may be able to give you some help."
Leah said this.
At that time, as the original sin, she had a clear judgment on the level of power that the other guys had.
And getting rid of Diavolo's minions is also something she hopes to do.
Among the Lords of Skyhammer, except Coulson, Leah knew the specific situation.
Colson did not contact other Skyhammer Lords on that channel, so he successfully concealed his identity.
…
“Tony Stark, I think we can talk.”
Wayne said to Tony seriously.
Tony looked at Wayne in front of him with some surprise.
Finally, he nodded and agreed.
“Well, for the sake of you being as rich as me.”
Tony looked at Bruce Wayne carefully.
Tony was also a little curious about this peer who also had a colorful reputation.
For example, as a rich man, why did he choose to become a barbarian and have almost zero-distance contact with the devil?
“Rasuk, I will bring you a tablet when I come back from home. There will be some modern knowledge in it, and it may be able to give you some help.”
Tony patted Rasuk's arm and said.
Compared to Rasuk’s standard barbarian height of over two meters, Tony, who is 1.8 meters tall, is not easy to pat the opponent on the shoulder.
It feels like a child acting like a spoiled child.
The arrogant Tony still cares about his own image.
“Let’s go, I remember there is a stone house ahead.”
Tony said this and walked ahead.
Wayne frowned, as if he wanted to say something.
But in the end, he didn’t say it.
After the two people entered the stone house, Tony was a little embarrassed.
“Well, I didn’t expect this to be a toilet.”
Tony looked at the somewhat rudimentary toilet facilities and pretended to be relaxed.
Facing a guy who is also a rich man, this mistake made him feel a little embarrassed.
Fortunately, there is no peculiar smell in this place on the cold holy mountain.
However, the absence of odor does not mean adequate hygiene.
After all, most of the barbarians on the Holy Mountain are soul bodies, and the life form of a powerful guy like Bulkeso is also hugely different from that of ordinary people.
Toilets are not a necessity, and no one would build a waterworks at such a high altitude.
“This was built and excavated by Luke themselves...”
Wayne said expressionlessly, seeming to give Tony a step up.
Then he continued:
“That’s not important, anyway, there’s not much I want to say.”
Wayne took out a gem from his backpack.
That is the stone of vengeance of the thief god.
He exchanged a large sum of money and a promise from Wayne Group for this legendary gem from Constantine.
Constantine’s bottom line is unimaginably low.
And that guy is wary of all power.
This is a good thing, but some opportunities will be missed.
Constantine himself would not regret it anyway.
“I think you will be interested in this thing.”
Wayne said this.
Then he threw the thief gem in his hand directly to Tony.
Tony didn't make the slightest move, and the God of Thieves gem hit Tony's chest, and then he fell into the embarrassing pit.
It just adds a top decoration to the brown mountain peak.
“Well, it’s not that I didn’t react. It’s that I never take things from other people’s hands.”
Tony glanced at the Thief God Gem and said.
He is telling the truth.
“It doesn’t matter, the power of this gem is when you attack an enemy at a distance. The farther away you are, the higher the damage will be. Although there is an upper limit, it will give you a great bonus.”
Wayne said this.
Tony's face looked a little strange.
Compared to close combat, Tony prefers long-range attacks.
Although he was not incapable of melee combat, Tony had already realized how bad his melee skills were in previous battles.
Now I feel a little bit confused.
The Thief God Gem really suits him.
“Well, if I press the missile launch button, will this gem also work?”
Tony cleverly thought of a question to change the subject.
“I’ve tried it, I can do it.”
Wayne said this.
“Okay, since you’re willing to share a gem with me, what do you want me to do?”
Tony said as if I was trying to show you some respect.
“I need the Stark Group. To be precise, I need you to analyze the source of this gem’s power.”
Wayne said, holding the fire wildebeest gizzard tightly in his hand.
Wayne said with a poker face as he felt the vitality restored to him by the fire wildebeest gizzard.
“A secret that the two of us know? But, doesn’t Wayne Group have the ability?”
Tony twitched the corner of his mouth.
“I have more important things to do.”
Wayne gave his own answer.
He already knew the origin of the fire wildebeest gizzard from Ursh's mouth.
Obtained from an extinct animal.
Since the Thief God’s Stone of Revenge is an energy-based thing, it is better to leave this kind of research to more professional people.
“Share the results? And then replicate them? Is that your intention?”
Tony glanced at Wayne and roughly understood what Wayne wanted to do.
“All I want is results.”
Wayne left the small house without any hesitation.
Tony was left looking at the gem on the brown mountain peak, and he seemed to be hesitant to make a difficult decision.
Ah! Damn it! Curiosity about the unknown!
…
“Frank, there is no point in us continuing to fight!”
Agent Hill, now she should be called Green Lantern Hill.
Wearing a green tights, her already beautiful figure was even more outstanding.
At least different.
“Yeah, but trouble always comes to me!”
Frank said casually as he fired.
Firearms became more deadly in his hands.
Especially when the power of death began to erode Hill's will little by little.
“I need help, and you are the best person I can think of.”
The brilliance of the ring on Hill's finger began to gradually dim.
When facing Frank, the death walker, most people will feel shaken.
“Then I can only say that you need to expand your social circle!”
Frank kept pulling the trigger, but his body kept moving.
Hand-on combat is not his favorite mode, but most of the time he does not need to shift his strategy.
The power of the Punisher has always been composed of complex tactics and sudden attacks.
The ability to attack fortresses is just the tip of the iceberg of his strength.
"Courage is not foolish arrogance! You scum, go to hell!"
A deafening roar suddenly came out!
Those pan-believers looked at the “miracle” in front of them with their mouths wide open!
"Angel!"
"Oh, God!"
Chaotic shouts came out, all pointing to the angel wearing heavy armor with a halo above his head.
Alexander Anderson!
This guy who was put into the fountain of heaven and reborn came back to earth and began to preach the praises of courage!
Holding a spear in his hand that was not much different from Solarion, Anderson pinned a gangster with a black ring to the ground!
"What is this?"
The chaotic ones who were constantly fighting made exclamations similar to this.
It also contains those curse words starting with “F” and “S”.
Frank glanced at Hill who was struggling to hold on, silently put away the gun in his hand, and quickly disappeared into the corner.
He is still somewhat "compassionate" to others.
The premise is that he is a normal person.
Although Frank is not very normal either.
“Don’t show up in front of me again, Hill!”
Frank's warning was belated.
Green Lantern Hill fell to the ground as if he had lost all his strength.
The green tights on his body disappeared little by little, revealing his SHIELD attire.
The guy who was penetrated by Anderson was burned by the holy flame and turned into ashes in an instant.
Anderson doesn't care whether his soul goes to hell or disappears.
He used his spear to pick up the ring on the ground and held it tightly in his hand.
The battle armor on his body turned into sparks and scattered, revealing his resolute face and plain white clothes.
“Are you Hill from S.H.I.E.L.D.? Which Hill?”
Anderson hesitantly asked Hill who was lying on the ground.
He really couldn't remember what Hill's name represented.
If it weren't for Frank's final warning, Anderson might not have thought of what to call the lady in front of him at all.
Although he still knew something about SHIELD at the time, he didn't know the name of someone in SHIELD.
The agents actually did a pretty good job keeping secrets.
Most of the upper-class people know these "secrets".
But the church at that time had not yet reached that level.
“Father Anderson?”
Hill looked at Anderson in surprise, and then quickly stood up.
Restored the spirit of that elite agent.
It's just that my body is shaking a little.
“I am not a priest now.”
Anderson paused for a moment before speaking.
Hiel frowned.
Priests cannot get married, so Anderson emphasized that he is not a priest because he is interested in himself?
Agents always have a lot of ideas, and they often don't talk about evidence.
“So you want to find a place to chat?”
Hill made the invitation and deliberately smoothed his messy hair.
Anderson felt a little uncomfortable watching Hill's movements.
But he didn’t say much.
Perhaps in his mind, agents are such an uncomfortable group of existences.
Hill looked at Anderson's unnatural behavior and felt that something was wrong.
Although she is also a great beauty, compared to Natasha's natural charm, her imitation is not so good.
“Let’s just say it first, I won’t go to S.H.I.E.L.D.”
Anderson glanced at the surrounding environment and spoke casually.
Collecting those two kinds of rings was the purpose of his visit this time.
Because Priest specifically stated his.
These rings containing the rules of life and death will be of great use.
That’s why Anderson appears here.
Now those stupid ring holders have almost been dealt with.
Those ring holders who are truly capable and self-aware are mostly hidden.
This is a somewhat complicated matter.
“I remember there was a coffee shop over there?”
Hill pointed to the street corner in front and said this.
“I prefer spring water and bread.”
Anderson responded casually, but still walked towards the coffee shop on the corner.