$076 Barbarian-Style Pickup Truck

"I need to 'get' a piece of metal in Harrogath."

Rumlow directly opened his palm and handed the vibranium to Tarik.

"This thing seems very interesting. You should show it to Bulcasso. I don't know much about these metals."

Tarik took the small piece of vibranium and squeezed it, without saying anything else.

"But if you want to get materials in Harrogath, you can find this."

Tarik threw the vibranium back to Rumlow and took out a piece of Mist Crystal wrapped in linen from his backpack.

"The Mist Crystal is also one of the most commonly used forging materials in Bulcasso."

Talik looked at the Mist Crystal in his hand, and then at Rumlow.

"But I won't give you this thing. If you want it, go look for it in the secret realm. If you are lucky, you can find it."

When Talik said this, he suddenly remembered that among the blacksmiths who could raise the furnace for forging, Bulcaisuo was the only one alive, and then he became a little less interested.

"It's just that if you want to forge it, it's best to go to Bulcaisuo."

"Who said that!"

Anda Kurgas's voice suddenly sounded.

Anda, who forged the legendary Oath Keeper with his own hands, was definitely one of the best blacksmiths among the barbarians, but he obviously had no intention of intervening in the forging, and instead pointed out the name of another barbarian.

"Isn't it just to forge a piece of mist crystal? That boy Rasuk can do it easily!"

Rasuk, the blacksmith who was active on the Holy Mountain of Arreat, finally took the furnace and died with a group of demons.

"Rasuk, that's a good choice."

Tarik had long been used to these guys suddenly appearing around him, but the appearance of Andakulgas still made Rumlow a little nervous.

"Are you the idiot who was saved by Mocott?"

Anda looked at Rumlow with a disdainful attitude, but it wasn't that he disliked Rumlow.

He was just curious about how a guy impressed these two guys, Tarik and Mocott.

"Yes, I am."

Rumlow didn't mind what Anda said. After his yearning for justice was restored by the Holy Mountain, he could deal with his past sins calmly.

"I think the two ancestors probably thought that I could undo those mistakes."

Rumlow looked directly into the contemptuous eyes of Andacoulgas and said this.

"Tch, the proof of shame is really a weird legend."

Andakulgas' figure disappeared, leaving behind a disdainful comment about the evidence of shame.

This kind of weapon, which requires restraint of anger to exert its greatest power, has always been strange to barbarians.

Containing anger is the source of strength that restrains barbarians.

And this kind of practice that makes people constantly reflect on their own sins and then use it to curb their anger is as disgusting as those bastards from the wizarding society.

"He's always been like this..."

Tarik could only wave his hands and said this to Rumlow.

"Now, are you going to try to accept my trial? After all, it seems it will take some time for your guys to come up."

Although Tarik did not underestimate Hawkeye and the others, not every warrior with courage and faith would have the chance to board Harrogath.

According to Talik's experience, these guys may still need to hang around for a while, so it may be a good idea to let Rumlow start the trial at this time.

Luke and Matthew, who were a little further away, hadn't noticed yet another living person coming to the mountain.

But Madoc had already felt it.

Although he and Tarik had guarded the Holy Mountain of Arreat for hundreds of years, they had always been a bit indifferent to each other.

Although Madoc had no objection to the legend of Proof of Shame, he did not like Talik's behavior of giving everyone a chance a new path.

Even after so many years, the guys led by Tarik all died fighting like heroes.

But he still looked down upon those guys with bad records.

"Luke! Break time is over!"

Madoc kicked open the courtyard door and waved his stick at Luke.

Luke and Matthew were used to Madoc breaking and entering.

Staying on this mountain, they were no longer curious that the doors of these houses were always piled with broken boards.

Because that's how barbarians open doors.

"Coming!"

Luke tried his best to dodge Madoc's attack, but he still heard a muffled sound above his head.

The interstellar battle helmet made him feel the changes brought about by the armor for the first time.

Who made him look like he had no inhibitions just because of his rough skin and thick flesh?

"Well Luke, I'll see you tonight."

Matthew turned and walked towards Leco's position.

If he could pass the trial faster, then he could go back and deal with the Hand earlier.

…

Burquesso's car has been forged, and he specifically asked Coulson for the engine drawings.

Through his exquisite craftsmanship, the car was completely built.

Moreover, a few pieces of Death's Breath were spent on the forging of a vehicle, giving it the legendary power of Sakala's Pauldrons to be "indestructible". Now Bulcaisso plans to try out the fun of stance.

The car was standing outside the door, and there was a huge pickup truck with barbarian-style decorations on top and bottom.

The decoration on the front of the car, which looks like a resonant skull, and the huge bumper on the roof make this car look like something other than a simple means of transportation.

The shock absorption problem was solved by Bul-Kathos using materials bonded by the dust of the arcane, and the wheels were made of universal materials mixed with ruby ​​powder.

The texture feels no different from rubber, but under the legendary power of the Sakara shoulder armor, it also has the characteristics of being indestructible.

As for the glass, Bul-Kathos was not interested in polishing the gemstones into the right shape bit by bit.

This long and delicate manual work is more suitable for Shen Lao Tan to do.

"It looks really good."

When the car was completed, Coulson came specially. He didn't want to deal with some trouble caused by the traffic department seizing the car after it was on the road.

When he really saw the car, he thought about his own car and chose to simply praise Bul-Kathos's craftsmanship.

"Want to come up for a ride?"

Bul-Kathos greeted Coulson, ignoring Jill's expectant eyes.

Although he was full of confidence in what he built and thought that this car could crush tanks even if it collided head-on, he didn't think it was a good idea to let Jill sit in the car because he had never touched a car before.

"Forget it. I haven't heard that there is a driving school on Mount Harrogas."

Coulson refused Bul-Katho's invitation.

"Also, are you really going to drive it directly on the road?"

Coulson was a little powerless against the temper of this barbarian. This group was really as unstoppable as Bul-Katho's story.

These days he wanted to try to get Bul-Katho not to be obsessed with building cars, but in return he was ruthlessly scorned.

"What else do I need to consider when I drive on the Holy Mountain of Harrogas?"

Bul-Katho was a little confused. This car was just a toy for his entertainment. He didn't have to summon a horse like the Crusaders to travel.

Driving was just to kill some free time.

"I will help you get the necessary documents. I hope you can still read the traffic rules."

Coulson made a concession powerlessly.

Since Nick Fury sent Rumlow and Hawkeye to the mountain, he has maintained the habit of visiting every day.

Monitor Bul-Kathos and investigate how they can travel between the two places in a short time.

This is the task Nick Fury gave him.

The importance of this teleportation ability is no less than figuring out what the crystal bottle that cannot be destroyed is made of.