Rumlow's body recovered quickly with the help of the medicine bottle, and perhaps the help of the finger tiger on his hand.
After all, his physical fitness is twice that of peak human beings, which makes his recovery ability much stronger.
Correspondingly, his food intake has also increased a lot, probably because his need for nutrients has also increased as his body has become stronger.
"Then can I smoke?"
Tes's expression was a little excited. He had been on a mission since the day they arrived. He had not been able to smoke for several days, which made him particularly impulsive towards tobacco.
"We'll talk about it when we get out! Remember to clean up the trash!"
At this time, Rumlow felt some indescribable respect for this sacred mountain that suddenly appeared. This feeling was a little different from when he was determined to give everything for Hydra. Perhaps it should be said that it was more pure?
Rumlow couldn't figure out how this emotion appeared in his mind, but he was sure that he didn't hate such feelings.
…
Rumlow was a little confused as to why he dragged his still-unhealed body to the door of the Elders' Temple, as if he had been guided by the gods.
After witnessing things beyond comprehension in a short period of time, he no longer had any fear.
"Great Bulcasso, are you in there?"
Rumlow knew that he was acting like those guys who had been brainwashed by Hydra, but at this time he was dismissive of those guys. Those guys who had lost themselves and Hydra were nothing in front of the barbarians.
?
He gradually became fanatical and awed by the existence of this sacred mountain.
Bulcasso's figure passed through a blue circle of light and appeared at the door of the Elders' Temple.
At this time, he was wearing skirt armor and iron boots, revealing his body that had been tempered by endless battles in front of Rumlow's eyes.
The special power possessed by the Temple of the Elders makes those electronic devices useless. Even if you want to take pictures at this time, you have to find an old-fashioned film camera.
Although Nick Fury kept trying to reconnect the broken communication channels, and even ordered Tes to search for Rumlow, there were only two people standing here in the Temple of the Elders at this time.
"Brock Rumlow, to be honest, I don't like guys like you."
Bulcaisel's voice resounded like a loud bell throughout the vast temple of elders, and the boredom in his eyes clearly appeared in Rumlow's sight.
"I passed the secret realm!"
The moment Rumlow passed through the secret realm, he understood that he had an opportunity, an opportunity to become a barbarian and inherit the blood of the Nephalem.
"But you haven't passed the test yet!"
Bulcasso's bored tone did not require any guessing at his intentions.
In Rumlow's eyes, a pair of golden-orange wings appeared behind Bulcasso, which seemed to represent courage itself.
"Then give me a trial!"
If Rumlow's expression at this time falls in Nick Fury's eyes, it will definitely lead to a lengthy investigation.
Fanaticism, brutality, and justice are all mixed together in his body, a temperament that cannot be expressed by his appearance.
Rumlow, who has done countless cruel and dark things in his life, has an expression as noble as the legendary Captain America.
"Ha! Where do you think this is? What are the barbarians!"
Bulcaisel let out a deafening roar and strode down the steps of the Elders' Temple step by step.
"We fight and have glory!"
"We fight and bathe in the flames of war!"
“We are rude and fearless!”
"We! We are justice! We are hope!"
Every time Bulcaisso descended the steps, his voice became louder!
"And you! What qualifications do you have to be us!"
"We are surrounded by human resentment and have no respect for life!"
"There is no brilliance at all!"
"I can smell the stench on your body from the beginning, no less than the demons in hell!"
Bulcasso's body began to swell, and a pair of terrifying horns appeared on his forehead.
The moment he stood in front of Rumlow with his three-meter-tall body, the anger radiating from his body almost melted the surrounding snow.
Rumlow clearly felt the tangible anger from the Barbarian King, and for a moment he actually felt guilty for his past.
"So tell me! Why do you do that?"
Bulcaisel admires the bravery of a warrior, but he also cannot tolerate the existence of evil.
There is no conflict between the two!
Rumlow's tenacity as a warrior was recognized by the barbarians, but his sins gradually emerged in the barbarians' perceptions.
Burqasso's anger was burning, and flames suddenly appeared on the top of the stone pillars in the Temple Square of the Elders, burning with blazing light and emitting heat that seemed to destroy everything.
Under the intimidation of the Barbarian King, Rumlow felt the suffocation of death coming.
He didn't want to use the excuse that S.H.I.E.L.D. was to maintain world security, nor did he want to talk about Hydra's lofty ideals.
In the Temple of the Elders, no one can ignore their truest self.
Hydra's beliefs and SHIELD's philosophy are just shells wrapped around Rumlow.
It was so long ago that even he himself couldn't remember how many years it was.
At this time, after taking off all the packaging, he began to look at himself clearly for the first time.
Under Bulcasso's shining red eyes, Rumlow slowly lay on the ground.
He kept his head pressed to the ground, like a wriggling maggot.
Bulcaisuo had no patience to wait for this boring trick, so he pulled out a ferocious giant hammer from his waist.
"No Mercy" comes from the most original legendary weapon given by ancestor Mocott.
He intended to give this warrior who longed for power but was full of sin a glorious death.
"Bulkeso!"
A shadow of an ancestor appeared in front of Bulcasso, holding a broken sword high and blocking the heavy hammer swung by Bulcasso!
"Defender Talik! What are you going to do!"
Burcasso roared and waved the weapon in his hand. His frantic posture set off gusts of wind, which pressed Rumlow lying on the ground until he started to sway like a feather being blown.
"Prevent you from taking the life of a warrior who would turn back!"
The weapon in Talik's hand started fighting with Bulcaisel in the same posture!
The sound of metal roaring made the burning fire tremble even stronger!
"Proof of shame! Tarik, you actually disobeyed me for this guy!"
Bulcaisel shouted, and a heavy sword with a somewhat twisted shape appeared in his other hand, and he joined the frenzied fight.
"You are not the Immortal King! Not even comparable to the indestructible power of Volusk!"
Talik's body gradually solidified, almost breaking away from the form of his soul, showing the truest power of the strongest ancestors.
"He's dead! Now I'm the only one with a bunch of flags flying high!"
On Bulcasso's body, the red light from anger had formed a flame-like halo, spreading over his body.
Even if the second-generation Immortal King Volusk appears in this place, he may not be able to defeat the current Bulkesso.
Bulcaisel's upper body began to twist, and the tight muscles all over his body told Tarik what he was about to face!
That would just be the whirlwind that shattered the Dark Soul Stone!