Infinite Heroes Seat

Mount Yarete, the most majestic and majestic one of the continuous Harrogas Mountains, is almost straight up and down, the top of the mountain covered with snow all year round, and the thin clouds surrounding the top, almost all When people first see it, they will be shocked by the majestic sight, and marvel at the beauty of this kind of beauty in the world.

It’s a pity that not everyone can appreciate this beauty. The barbarian tribes who regard Yarete as their sacred mountain will not allow others to enter here. Yaruite is not only their birthplace, but also their lifelong guardian. place.

But today Yaruit Mountain has broken into a few uninvited guests.

In the wind and snow, a group of people were advancing along the steep hillside, and the roaring mountain wind mixed with blizzard almost buried them all in.

"Gina, how long will it take to get to Harrogath?" Bruce roared loudly in the wind and snow, but there was a trace of abnormal flushing on his face.

"Damn, how many times have I said that, don't speak loudly when you are advancing in the snow-capped mountains, do you want to cause an avalanche? And this is the eleventh time I said today, won't you calculate it yourself? It takes at least half a day to get to Harrogath!" Gina said annoyedly.

Bruce smiled stupidly, even though the grinning tattoos made the smile look extraordinarily horrible, he touched his shiny head and said, "Harrogas, Harrogas, father, the old patriarch, they all dream of dreaming. Come here, this is our hometown and the holy land of our barbarians!..."

Rarely, Bruce started chattering endlessly. He looked at Mo Wen, "Seattle, don't you think?"

Mo Wen frowned. In the whistling wind, he seemed to hear something, and he motioned Bruce to quiet down with his hand.

Sure enough, after turning a mountain peak, the sight of the few people in front of them widened, but at the same time, a scream of killing came.

"It looks like the sacred place of the barbarians is not so good!"

Lilian, who had good eyesight, spoke.

Looking down from the mountainside, in front of a majestic city built on the hillside, countless savages are at war with the army of hell. On the battlefield that stretched for several miles, the sound of shouting and killing became a piece, and the bright red blood dyed the entire battlefield into a blood red.

"This bunch of **** chores. How dare they!"

Bruce's eyes were red, and he drew out his two-handed sword, and rushed down the mountain.

As he leaped again and again, those undulating mountain roads were quickly surpassed by him.

"what!"

A roar that pierced the sky. Echoing constantly in the silence of the mountain. Boundless, loud and bright.

The barbarians who were at war with the Hell Legion were taken aback. An invisible force seemed to rush to their hearts. The weapons in their hands became lighter and their movements became more flexible.

From a hill at the foot of the mountain, a tall figure leaped down, and the sharp blade in his hand immediately rolled up a storm in the legion of hell. The sword rose, fell, blood and stumps splashed, almost no monster could stop it. His attack.

Attacked frantically. The tall body suddenly spun, and the slaughter giant turned into a whirlwind of steel. A long gap was plowed in the dense monster group, and the bodies of countless monsters were rolled up and twisted into pieces of meat.

whirlwind! Barbarian Tier 6 skills!

The eyes of all the savages suddenly brightened, and the brave standing posture of their own people made them even more inspired, and one after another loud howls rang through the battlefield.

Faced with monsters several times their own, the barbarians began to slaughter wildly.

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As the sun sets, on the **** battlefield, a very tall barbarian with white hair walked towards Bruce. Bruce, who was close to 3.5 meters tall, was even shorter than him.

"Boy, which tribe are you from? Why haven't I seen you before, but there is really you, just killed beautifully!"

Laughing and patted Bruce on the shoulder. The barbarian didn’t mind Bruce’s bloodstain at all. Instead, he exclaimed loudly, “I’m Quarkek, the guard captain of Harrogath, the tribal leader of the fortress. Boy, it’s been a long time since I saw the barbarians of advanced level VI. It’s great to meet you at this moment! Today is the group of **** choppy that tasted great!"

With a hearty laugh, a group of barbarian warriors gathered around and kept looking at Bruce, his eyes full of surprise and admiration.

Bruce's face showed a smile he had never had before, and he stroked his head honestly.

"I came from a place outside of Mount Arrett. My grandfather was the one who migrated from Hagaloth. This is the first time I have come back here!"

Quarkek was taken aback, then gave Bruce a big hug, "Welcome home, barbarian!"

"Yeah!" Bruce nodded heavily, his eyes turned to Harrogath, his eyes quiet and peaceful like never before.

Quarkek didn't bother him when he saw this. Instead, he showed a relieved smile. A barbarian who can rush back in a critical moment, a barbarian who can have nostalgia for his homeland, is definitely the most respectable.

But soon this peaceful atmosphere was broken, and a barbarian warrior suddenly pointed in a direction and shouted to Quarkek: "Captain, there are a few strangers there!"

stranger? Kurkek frowned, followed the warrior's fingers, and saw that at the foot of Yaruite's mountain, a few strange figures came over, judging from that size, they were definitely not barbarians.

"Go, ask a few people to check it out, kill me if it's a demon, and drive me away if it's a stranger!" Kurkek said to the next barbarian.

"Wait a minute, those are my teammates, we are here together!" Bruce hurriedly stopped Kurkek.

"That's it!" There was a trace of distrust on Kulkek's face, but in the end he sighed and said to the subordinate: "Go and call them together. Maybe we need to make some changes. "

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In the city of Hagalos, the returning team walked to an empty castle. There was a medical place, and there were already a lot of barbarians lying in the spacious room, and a strong smell of herbs came from those wounds. The wounded soldier went in for treatment. But Mo Wen and his party met another elder in Hagaloth, Mara.

"You spent a long time traveling, and finally came back to us, the barbarians who left home. After you left, many things happened in Harrogath. Our homeland is now full of evil, and it is difficult to compare with the old. It’s the same thing. However, I still tried my best to survive. I’m pretty sure. You who are far from home must be tortured in your heart. Seeing you compatriots again-living-let the stone in my heart go down. Now I am Begin to pray that you can help us out of this hellish situation."

He gave Bruce a light hug. There was a trace of tears in Mara's eyes, as well as a trace of joy.

Bruce was also a little excited, "I'm back, elder! Don't worry. I will never let the **** Baal succeed. I will definitely drive the **** out of our home!"

"That's good, that's good!" Looking at Bruce's self-confidence, Mara smiled in relief, and then her gaze turned to Mo Wenji.

"Who are these?"

Bruce glanced at them at Mo Wen, and then said: "They are my teammates, and some of them started from Istar with me. They are all very good!"

"Really?" Kurkek looked at Mo Wen with some suspicion, after all, he didn't see Mo Wen's action. In his mind, only barbarians are true warriors.

As if seeing what he was thinking, Mo Wen took off the crown from his head. Said to Kurkek: "My lord, please believe in our strength. Starting from Istar, we have already sent Andariel, Durell, Mephisto, and Diablo back to hell. , Now only Baal, the King of Destruction is left, he can't escape our palms!"

But unexpectedly, Kulkek didn't listen to what he was saying, but stared directly at his face.

"You are a barbarian!" Pointing to Wen Qing on Mo Wen's face, Kulkek yelled, unspeakably angry.

Kurkek's call brought everyone's eyes together, and the injured barbarians also poked their heads out.

Mo Wen frowned, "Yes, my father is a barbarian, my mother is an Amazon, and I also have barbaric blood in my body."

But Kulkek's face didn't improve at all, his eyes were over the unheard weapon, and he stayed on the scepter and the whirlwind shield for a long time.

"No, boy, you are not a barbarian at all!"

Kurkek grabbed Mo Wen's armor and lifted him up, "Abandoned the barbarian combat position, given up our glory and traditions, you are not worthy of being a barbarian at all!"

Kurkek shook Mo Wen's body excitedly, as if trying to tear him apart.

"Please let go of Mr. Mo Wen!"

Beside Mo Wen, Fali drew out the sword at once. Since Mo Wen regained Cui Fanke, this girl had a little admiration for Mo Wen. At this time, seeing someone being so rude to Mo Wen, she suddenly couldn't accept it.

Fali's actions were like sparks that ignited a gunpowder keg, and the barbarians all around drew their weapons at the next moment and aimed them at Mowen.

"Kulkek!" Mara called hurriedly. UU Reading www.uukānshu.com

After a long silence, Kurkek finally released his grip on Mo Wen, and he looked at Mo Wen coldly.

"Boy, traitors like you are not welcome here! Get out of Hagaloth!"

Then he was about to turn around and leave.

But the next moment, a huge lightning fell from the sky, violently splitting the ground in front of him.

Kulkaike suddenly turned around and stared at Mowen's high scepter.

"Heaven's Fist, Tier 6 Paladin!" He almost gritted his teeth.

"Boy, are you threatening me!"

"No!" Mo Wen's face was also cold, "I just want to tell you that I'm here to solve the Lord of Destruction, and I don't want to have any conflict with you, but it doesn't mean I have to endure your unreasonable humiliation!" (To be continued...)

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