040 on the Return Flight

"I swear by my soul and the honor of the barbarians!"

Tariq's body began to retreat in front of Bul-Kathos. He stepped hard on the ground, and even his waist began to bend to barely resist Bul-Kathos's storm-like spirit.

His body began to swell under the huge pressure, showing the posture of the rage of the violent, but even so he was still a head shorter than Bul-Kathos.

There was no battle flag symbolizing honor on his back, nor the light wings that proved his quality.

But he still held up the broken heavy weapon and blocked Bul-Kathos's eyes!

"Then accept my blow first!"

Bul-Kathos waved the Mercy in his hand towards Tariq, and the storm and lightning condensed on the hammer head swung down towards Tariq with unstoppable momentum!

At this time, the image of another ancestor appeared silently around the battlefield.

But he just looked at Rumlow who was crawling on the ground with a pair of cold eyes, as if he was looking at a corpse.

Mokot!

The true owner of the legendary weapon, Merciless, has a belief that he will never tolerate evil.

A legendary barbarian who will fight into the furnace of hell for justice.

He is taciturn and will only use actions to prove his belief that he will never tolerate any evil.

In his hand, the shadow of Merciless condensed, and he walked towards Rumlow with firm steps.

Barbarians have never been the king's one-man show, and every powerful barbarian has his own glory.

It's like Talek is going to save Rumlow's life, and this time, Mokot is firmly on the side of Bul-Katho!

Merciless hit the blade of the Certificate of Shame heavily, knocking the heavy weapon that represents the shame of living and dying out of Talek's palm!

"Xia!"

Talek let out a war cry, inspiring the power of ignoring pain, and blocked the path of Merciless's swing with his raised arms.

At this moment, he had understood how powerless he was when facing Bul-Kathos, and even began to doubt that even if Volusk stood in his position, he might not be able to block this blow.

Moreover, the glory inherited by Wumin was not Bul-Kathos's own, and the power that really made Bul-Kathos a legend was still hidden!

With a loud "bang!", the heavy hammer in Mokot's hand fell beside Rumlo's head, smashing a deep pit in the extremely hard ground of the Elder Temple.

The broken stone debris hit Rumlo's face and shoulders, staining the warrior's face with blood.

The power spread by the combat skill of the Hammer of the Ancestors even crushed Rumlo's shoulder, leaving only a little flesh connecting Rumlo's arm and body. .

And this hammer also stopped the battle between Bul-Kathos and Talik.

"No fear and no regrets. I will not regret that this hammer did not take this guy's life, but he must bear the shame until he proves himself."

Maybe because he hadn't spoken for too long, Mokot said this sentence with a strange pause. When he got used to the feeling of speaking, he had finished what he wanted to say, and then disappeared in the Temple of the Elders.

Mokot does not condone sin, but he is also tolerant of awakened justice.

The weight of this hammer is like the interest charged for sin. As for the sins that need to be repaid, he still has a long time to make up for it until death.

Bulkeso gradually withdrew from the state of Berserker's wrath, turned around and walked into the Temple of the Elders.

He didn't even look at Rumlow, who was seriously injured and dying on the ground.

Two ancestors have already expressed their attitudes, so Bulkeso doesn't mind giving this guy a chance.

Tariq's body gradually regained its transparent appearance, but he looked particularly weak.

After all, he was just a barbarian who died at the hands of Baal and the demon army. Even though he enjoyed a powerful reputation, he was still far behind Bul-Kathos.

The short battle almost made him disappear on the Holy Mountain of Harrogath.

"Young man, get ready. You will accept my test. As long as you live, you will become a barbarian."

Talek didn't care whether Rumlow could hear him clearly. After saying this, he disappeared.

The certificate of shame that had flown to some unknown place suddenly appeared here and was inserted diagonally beside Rumlow's neck.

When Rumlow woke up, it was already dark, and there was a fire burning around.

His memory stayed at the moment when Mokot's heavy hammer swung down like a devastating hammer, but there was no fear in his heart, only the kind of ease that washed away the lead.

Even though the severe pain from his body made it difficult for him to even make an expression, he still tried to squeeze out a smile.

The smile tore the wound on his face that had just healed, and waves of pus and blood flowed down his cheeks to the ground, gradually flowing to the edge of the sharp blade of the Certificate of Shame. .

After struggling to activate the recovery ability of the medicine bottle, he fainted again.

When he woke up, he was already lying on the return plane.

…

"Captain, what did you do?"

Tess took a deep puff of the cigarette and looked at Rumlow with a suspicious look.

A doctor beside Rumlow was treating the wound on his shoulder.

When the doctor saw Rumlow, he almost wanted to ask Tess why he wanted him to treat a corpse.

Rumlow's shoulder was not much better than the meat paste, and more importantly, the injury also hurt Rumlow's lungs.

Even though the gravel in the wound on Rumlow's face had been taken out, his head was now wrapped tightly like a zongzi, with only a pair of eyes and a mouth leaking out.

He looked no different from a normal person.

"I figured out some things."

As he woke up, he felt the difference in himself. The biggest change was that he could clearly feel the location of the Holy Mountain of Harrogas in his heart.

He even knew the name of Harrogas inexplicably and was looking forward to it.

After accepting the baptism of the Holy Mountain and the recognition of Tallik, although Rumlow had not yet passed the trial to become a barbarian, he would no longer be excluded from the Holy Mountain of Harrogas.

"I will be brand new!"

Rumlow didn't feel the pain in his shoulder at all. At this moment, he thought of what SHIELD and Hydra had done in the past, and he felt an inexplicable anger in his heart.

Years of career as an agent made him hide this anger deep in his heart, and then he planned to do something.

For example, find an opportunity to send his boss to hell.

Justice took root in Rumlow's heart after Bulkatho's behavior.

And the pair of golden orange wings full of courage made him very determined in his decision.

Everything he had done in the past seemed to be condensed in his blood, and he was ashamed of it and felt humiliated for it.

But at this moment, Rumlow felt particularly relaxed in his heart. He saw the opportunity to become a glorious barbarian.

He also truly felt the consciousness of himself.

But for the time being, he had to put on the shell of SHIELD and Hydra to protect his budding heart of justice.

Until he had the power to ignore evil, then he would overturn all these guys!

Tess felt something was wrong, but as a member of Hydra and Rumlow's direct subordinate, he just thought that Rumlow needed to hide some information from SHIELD.

The flight seemed particularly long, because apart from the doctor's shouting, there was almost no other sound.