$200 Heir (4,000 Words, More to Come.)

"Is anyone there?"

The thin man who had just climbed the Holy Mountain walked directly into the gate of the Holy Mountain with a brazier in his arms, shouting loudly.

He had spent more than ten years visiting those legendary fighting masters, and he had never been as calm as he was now.

"Newcomer? Follow me."

Quarkak was just at the gate of the Holy Mountain. The old general always liked to walk around the gate.

"Who are you?"

The thin man suddenly saw the existence of a ghost and was frightened.

He could hear some news about superpowers on weekdays, but the existence of ghosts was beyond his cognition.

"Quarkak, the general of the barbarians."

Quarkak has always been taciturn, but his voice is louder than others when he takes action.

"Barbarians?"

The man muttered softly and followed behind Quarkak.

On the other side, the conversation between Rumlow and Steve was basically completed. Although Rumlow did not get a positive answer, the current progress was pretty good.

"Rumlow, you'd better tell Talek about your plan. That guy will definitely be able to give you some useful advice."

Madoc said unhappily. Compared with Matthew and Rumlow, his successor still has some gaps.

Not to mention that Matthew has received guidance from Raiko, after all, the ancestor who leads the way cannot determine the upper limit of a barbarian.

But the changes in Matthew's body were really seen by them, and Rumlow's physique also caught up.

Luke's talent is no longer so noticeable as he continues to get stronger.

"I will, ancestor Madoc."

Rumlow responded to Madoc with a more respectful attitude. He was very humble about the guidance of these barbarian ancestors.

"Quarkek brought a newcomer, everyone come and see! He is holding a brazier in his hand!"

Vida's teasing voice spread to the room, and then Kolik walked out with a stinky face.

He also ran to the gate with a brazier in his arms. He wanted to talk to Vida about his description of "silly".

Before Kolik came up, he heard the loud voices of a group of ancestors.

"This guy doesn't look weak, why is he so haggard?"

"Who cares, but I seem to have seen that brazier somewhere before?"

"Isn't that the one Kolik just brought out? Kolik always seems to like to do this kind of thing to express goodwill."

The man surrounded by a group of ancestors was a little overwhelmed at this time. These ghosts were commenting on him like they were watching a monkey.

He raised his head and glanced at the projection above his head, a little concerned.

"Do you want to fight me!"

Kolik shouted loudly. Although he has never been a petty person who likes to hold grudges, this does not prevent him from taking revenge on the spot.

"Kolik, how did you know someone would come up to the door? I thought I would see you get the brazier soon."

Olongus grinned, and then saw Kolik flying in front of him with a jump slash.

"Pah!"

"Fuck!"

Olongus and Kolik started fighting right on the spot.

The two men waved their fists roughly, and the sound of muffled sound spread.

Then came the voices of the idle ancestors.

"Kolik, your fists and feet are almost catching up with Cassius!"

"Kotur, you are talking nonsense! Kolik is still a hundred times behind me!"

Cassius, a warrior from the Tagus tribe, compared with other tribes, the barbarians of the Tagus tribe are more advocating the mysterious power of "pain purification".

And Cassius is the best of this tribe. He can improve the power of ignoring pain to a level that others can hardly reach, which makes him the most skilled fighter among the barbarian ancestors.

That's right, this idiot swung his fists and blew up the powerful demon, the Neck Strangler.

He also blew up his own arms.

Then he died because he was too injured and didn't use the potion in time.

Since him, the barbarians always hear the teachings of their ancestors, requiring every barbarian to use the skill of "ignoring pain" carefully, and they can't identify their injuries without knowing the pain.

Cassius's somewhat funny death can't erase his strength. In a contest of skills alone, even Volusk, who likes to swing his fists, admits that he can't beat Cassius.

Cassius roared while joining the battle between Kolik and Orlongus.

With a pair of iron fists and agile steps, he cleanly knocked Orlongus, who was already at a disadvantage, to the ground, and then began to suppress Kolik.

"MD, Cassius, if you have the guts, compete with me to see who can blow up the opponent's head with a stone from a distance of 50 meters!"

Olongus rubbed his eyes and cursed as he climbed up and left the battle.

It is common for an ancestor who is better at long-range attacks to be beaten up by a guy known for close combat.

"Kotur, you bastard! Why don't you go up and help!"

Olongus directly dragged the culprit into the water.

If it weren't for Kotur's flattery, how could he be beaten up in front of the newcomer.

"I said, I don't know where this place is yet."

The thin man looked at Cassius's violent and swift punches and kicks, and his attention was immediately diverted here, with some excitement in his eyes.

Although Tocasius did not use his full strength and his eyesight trained for many years, he was able to catch some shadows of Cassius's fists.

He was constantly learning fighting techniques and was yearning for Cassius's superb boxing skills.

"This is Harrogath, the holy mountain of the barbarians."

Kutul stroked his long beard tied into a braid and said like a roar.

Then he squeezed out Quarkek who was blocking him, and his strong body, which was half a head shorter than Bulkatho, walked towards the battlefield.

Kutul, the leader of the Great Bear Tribe after Orak died in battle.

He was not the tall one among the barbarians, but his neck, which was completely covered by the muscles on his shoulders, showed his strength.

The high muscles on his shoulders were directly connected to the back of his head, and his thick waist made him look like a pillar of the Hammer Demon.

With limbs that are even stronger than Orlak, his strength is obvious.

As a guy who can use the Agron troll as a barbell to exercise his muscles in wrestling, he is not afraid of Cassius's invisible fist.

After all, he is too strong. Even if Cassius hits his chin with all his strength, he can't shake the head that is as stable as the Holy Mountain of Harrogath.

As long as he is caught by Kotur, he will be thrown to the ground.

When this guy swings people, he will trample on the ground to make the ground more solid.

The earth is his weapon. The harder the earth is, the stronger he is.

Then he reached out and hugged Cassius's neck, separating the two.

"You bastard!"

Finally getting some breathing space, Kolik spit out a mouthful of blood and then drew out the power of Bastin.

With a roar, he rushed towards Cassius.

Indeed, the only two people who could beat Cassius on the Holy Mountain with bare hands were Burkathos and Volusk, who crushed him with strength.

But in a fight, Cassius could only be considered first-rate, and he could not beat Kolik.

"Okay, it's my fault!"

Kotul threw Cassius in his arms to the back, and then flexed his muscles and rushed towards Kolik.

He took over all the conflicts without any surprise. Kotul always did this, using his body to bear all the mistakes.

Kolik hastily retracted his strength, but Kotul directly used his strong muscles to clamp the giant axe in Kolik's hand to his waist, and then held down Kolik, who was bruised and swollen.

He hurt himself on purpose this time. Kolik was not the kind of guy who couldn't stop his hand after swinging a weapon. This was Kotul's way of apologizing.

"You always do such boring and stupid things!"

Kolik put away his weapon and looked at Kotul in front of him.

This guy was too straightforward to think, so he was dragged by Bilie to wrestle with the Strangler under the guise of a strength contest. He won in terms of strength, but was then poisoned to death by the Strangler's poison.

By the way, Cassius beat the Strangler to avenge him.

"I say, why did you lead me here?"

The man who had been ignored for a long time said calmly.

"It's not us who led you here, it's you who was summoned by the Holy Mountain."

Quarkak walked to the middle with square steps.

"Okay, guys. Who wants to train this kid?"

Quarkak is still very prestigious on the Holy Mountain. Although no matter who says this, it can have the same effect, only Quarkak will get a relatively quiet speaking environment.

"He doesn't look like a guy who throws weapons to smash demons."

Orlongus was still rubbing his black eyes.

"I would like to teach him how to fight. His body looks like it has been through a lot of fighting training. So..."

Cassius, who had just gotten up from the ground, was stopped by Kotul with his eyes.

"He came up with the goodwill of Kolik."

Kotul glanced at the brazier on the ground, then looked at Kolik.

Quarquek nodded, then turned and left the scene.

Steve and Rumlow, who were not far away, had just walked to this place.

Then Orlongus glanced at the few people who came over, and his eyes were focused on Hawkeye.

Hawkeye Barton's equipment showed that he was a guy who was good at medium and long-range combat. Although Orlongus was not very interested in longbows, he also wanted to get an heir.

Cassius and Orlongus looked at each other, and then walked directly to Natasha.

"My heir can also knock down your heir. I can break your small stone with five punches at most!"

Cassius was still thinking about what Olongus said before about throwing stones from 50 meters away. Cassius, who was aggressive by nature, never admitted defeat.

Even now, he always challenged Burkeso.

After all, skills will not become weaker because he lost his body, but will only become stronger with accumulation.

"Then one month later?"

Olongus said this with sarcasm. He didn't think that what he threw would be easily stopped.

After all, the barbarian's throwing is about a strong force and a lot of weight!

In terms of strength alone, he is 20% stronger than Cassius. If he is not really not good at close combat compared to other ancestors, he will not always be beaten up.

Olongus calculated that within a month, he would not allow a melee player to have the power to break through the defense line, and Cassius would definitely agree to it.

Aggression is Cassius' greatest weakness.

"It's a bet! The loser goes to Bulkai and asks for his collection, at least five bottles!"

These two guys didn't consider whether they would be rejected at all, but if the opportunity to become stronger was placed in front of Hawkeye and Natasha, these two agents would not refuse.

Although these two people did not reach the level of kindness, they were still acceptable.

More barbarians are needed now so they can fight better when Malthael appears.

After all, that angel also has an army of Soul Reavers under his command.

"Boy, what's your name?"

Korik stood in front of the haggard man, rubbing the bruises on his face.

"Bruce Wayne."

Bruce's eyes looked at Cassius's back from time to time, and he still couldn't forget the superb boxing skills.

"Cassius's iron fist is indeed superb, but I am stronger!"

Kolik said everything and didn't hide anything.

Kolik, who never hides anything or brags to save face, is the most honest person on the Holy Mountain. He won't even show off.

Sticking to the bottom line is what barbarians must do.

Kolik has the highest bottom line among barbarians and has never violated it.

"As my heir, I will show you the way to become stronger."

Korik looked at Bruce in front of him, his eyes were sincere and frank, but his blossoming face was a little funny.

"Can I think about it?"

Bruce is very tempted, but he is more cautious by nature and will not make rash decisions.

Even though he yearns for power, the power that can change everything.

But he had to get to know this place and these people in advance.

He believes that only by making preparations can we better achieve our goals.

"certainly."

Korik looked deeply at Bruce Wayne.

"I'll arrange a place for you. There are a few new recruits who are training over there."

Korik turned around and led the way, and Bruce looked up at the projection above his head.

Behind the trembling girl above, a gap appeared in the metal door panel, and a faint yellow light passed through.

And that noisy roar.

"What is she doing?"

Bruce clenched his fists and asked a little impatiently.

Clearly the girl was in danger.

"She is seeking a chance for redemption. Only by surviving can she be qualified to use actions to wash away the blood on her hands."

Korik turned his head and glanced along Bruce's line of sight: "It's just that the stain on her heart cannot be washed away. She will have to spend the rest of her life in reflection."

Bruce roughly understood some of the situation, and Kolik's words had already said a lot.

He took a deep look at Jessica's fearful face in the projection, then took two quick steps and followed Kolik.

"Do I also have to undergo this trial to gain strength?"

"After you have gone through basic training."

The two people walked towards the row of dormitories.

Rumlow's dormitory is not full yet, so if more people come in, they will be more lively.

Next, the "Three Idiots" returned to the same starting line. After they all have heirs, the competition between them will shift to the competition between heirs.

Korik felt that the person he chose was the guide of the Holy Mountain, and he would not lose.