Chapter 221 Rorschach’s Doubts (Three Thousand)
“You have betrayed my trust.”
Obadiah squatted in his secret manufacturing factory and was harsh with the scientific researchers. said.
He has collected the armor that Tony made when he escaped from the Ten Commandments Gang, and is now working hard to reproduce the result.
“We have no way to provide that energy, this technology...”
The scientific researchers explained to Obadiah with some embarrassment, but obviously this had no effect.
“You, a group of people with countless resources, cannot achieve what Tony created in a simple cave.”
Thick forehead lines appeared on Obadiah’s bald head. This man is no longer young.
"Mr. Stark is a genius, we are not."
The scientific researcher said with some suppressed anger.
It's never a pleasant experience to admit that you're not as good as someone else, but it's true.
There are very few scientists in this world who can compare with Tony Stark.
"Okay, you continue to work, I will find a way to save energy."
Obadiah, a somewhat bloated man, has a chilling look on his face. .
Of course he knows that Tony is a genius, because the Stark Group has relied on the works of geniuses to develop to this day.
"Boss, the Iron Man made by Tony has gone up to heaven today, haven't you seen it yet?"
The voice of his men came from Obadiah's earphones.
This made Obadiah's mood even worse.
"I will go and see."
Obadiah seemed to force these words out of his mouth, then turned and left his manufacturing factory.
If you can’t research and develop, then plunder!
This is the philosophy that Obadiah advocates most as a successful capitalist.
This man has a different view on talent. He knows very well that he does not have the creative brain of the Stark family.
But he has a method unique to ordinary people.
Cunning, cruel, decisive and greedy.
In this country, as long as you have these potentials, there is always a chance to soar.
As long as you catch a creative genius, he will always be at the forefront.
Tony's announcement of the shutdown of the weapons research department made him feel that he needed to do something.
At least you can't watch everything you have worked hard for in your life be destroyed by a "child".
Even if this decision kills a chicken that lays golden eggs.
...
The snow on the Holy Land of Harrogas was still misty, and Bulcasso looked at Rorschach in front of him with a somewhat sighing expression.
Rorschach wants to explore the truth, and Bulcasso is also very concerned about the erased memory.
It’s just not the time yet.
“Justice is never as simple as you think.”
Burcasso rarely lowered his loud voice and spoke in a low voice.
Tyriel, Archangel of Justice.
A majestic and bright figure.
Just as stubborn as other archangels.
Who can always be right among the existence of rules personified?
Tyrael's justice and Imprius's courage were no longer flawless long ago.
Besides, Tyrael is considered an enemy to the barbarians.
“I want to know the truth.”
Rorschach walked up to Bulkesso and had the first active communication.
Before this, Rorschach had always silently accepted the arrangements of Bulkaiso. Although Bulkaiso never explained much, he had reached this point without any doubt.
"Don't try to trick me by knowing it when you get it. Everything you provide shows your purpose."
Rorschach did not intend to listen to Bulqueso's vague statement. It's just a truth.
In these days of contact, it was enough for Rorschach to make his own judgment.
Bulkasso raised his head, his eyes flickering and confused.
For a barbarian, twinkling eyes are rare.
And confused is a description that at first glance has no connection with this group.
“You are scared.”
Bulkessor hesitated for a while and spoke slowly.
A cowering Rorschach made him a little dissatisfied, and Bulcaisel couldn't figure out why Rorschach was afraid.
He did not tell others that the world was about to face the threat of the Seven Demon Kings of Hell.
"Yes, I'm scared. Everything you do is dangerous and uncontrollable."
Not far away, Bruce Wayne was watching the exchange of Rorschach River Bulkesso.
He was in a position where he could hear the conversation.
“No one gives away for no reason, and barbarians are not saints. They will be full of sympathy for all the miserable people. Just like that dream, neither you nor us are people who show kindness freely. "
Rorschach looked at Bulkesso, very determined.
The savages Rorschach saw were more like enforcers of justice and spokespersons of courage.
This group will not cry because of disasters, but will only silently embark on a battlefield.
Rorschach stood motionless, as if he didn't want to know the truth and would rather stand here like a sculpture. He thought more about the images Harrogath provided than Rumlow and the others could.
He is a hero in a group who fights not to be killed. This reason cannot convince Rorschach.
It's just a simple battle scene, which means nothing to Rorschach.
There are too few stories that can be told in a short frame of time.
Fear always comes from not understanding. He cannot understand the power of Bulcaisuo.
“I can’t remember.”
Bulkasso took out the wine and poured it into his mouth. He felt bored.
He had been worried about Rorschach before, but he no longer cared about it later.
Every day is spent in constant battles, and occasionally faced with the crisis of death.
People in that situation will always forget something, and thinking about it will only lead to a violent death.
Rorschach stood in front of Bulcasso without saying a word, just looking at Bulcasso quietly.
“I’m curious too.”
Wayne walked up to Bulcasso and stood side by side with Rorschach. He was the person who communicated with Rorschach the most these days.
“Wayne!”
Kolic came over, squeezed Wayne’s shoulders and took him away.
About Bulcaisuo’s life, the third ancestor knew most of it, but he only knew the existence of the secret that only Volusk and Bulcaisuo themselves knew.
Barbarians do not delve into other people's secrets because they are of no value.
It's like Vader never asked Reiko what she thought when she lost her lover.
No one knows the specific content except the parties involved.
The three ancestors only knew that after that day Bulcaisel got the light wings of courage, but that was all.
Wayne grabbed Korik's strong wrist with his backhand. He knew that his strength could not stop Korik from doing it, but this was an attitude of resistance and had nothing to do with whether he could do it or not.
Wayne stared at the opponent resolutely. He was very grateful to the barbarian for giving him a powerful opportunity, but he could not accept it calmly.
"If you want to know the 'truth' you said, then go to the secret realm! I really can't remember anything other than that."
Bulkessor stood up and faced the long Go to the temple.
The figure is still high-spirited, and he doesn't care about the doubts.
There is no need to continue a mutually embarrassing conversation. The time spent looking at the blue sky is more valuable than arguing.
"Kolic, tell me what you know."
Wayne no longer stared at Bulcasso, but turned around and spoke to Kolik.
His hand was still on Korik's wrist and he didn't let go.
Not far away, Cassius looked at what was happening here with a contemptuous smile.
No one can force barbarians to do something they don’t want to do. People in this world are still used to this.
“Who do you think you are?”
Korik released his grip on Wayne's shoulders, took his hand away from Wayne's, and folded his hands in front of his chest.
Compared to Madoc's straightforward style, Kolick is considered a gentle one.
At least he will not take action because of other people's questioning of Bulcasso,
"I just want to know the truth. According to Rumlow, it seems too easy for us to get this opportunity. "
Wayne looked at Korik in front of him with a firm expression. Barbarians are not the only people in this world who will not compromise.
Korik's beard was trembling. What could he say?
Tell these new recruits who can't even defeat the regular demonic army that they will soon face an enemy beyond imagination?
“You think it’s easy to get this opportunity?”
Kelik wanted to laugh.
For a person like Wayne who climbs the Holy Mountain in one go, the test of the Holy Mountain is indeed not difficult.
But getting the approval of the ancestors is not that easy.
You must know that there is another special being on the Holy Mountain, the old general Qualkek!
In the original world, there were countless people who wanted to become barbarians every year, but they did not have this opportunity now.
These little guys who have bypassed Qualkek's training are just part of the barbarian's feedback to the world.
The arrival of the Holy Mountain of Harrogas is not as simple as breaking into an empty house.
Most of the fellow barbarians who were turned to dust by Malthael's arrival only received Qual'Kek's teachings.
"Rorschach, you and Wayne are coming with me."
Kolik looked at the two people deeply, and then walked towards the gate of the Holy Mountain.
As the chosen gatekeepers of the Holy Mountain, the Three Ancestors have something to show others.
For example, the afterimage with some power of the Seven Demon Kings.
Just like the dream that emerged from Anda Kurgas in Hell, the image of the Seven Demon Kings!
The incarnation of the rules that can feel the burning sensation just by looking directly is not that simple.
Kolic hated trouble, so he decided to let these two doubting boys understand what they would face in the future.
Although these boys will eventually understand as the trial progresses, it is also good to tell them in advance so that they can become stronger with peace of mind.
Rorschach glanced at Bulkeso's back and still stood where he was.
Non-violence and non-cooperation are his stubbornness.
Wayne tugged on Rorschach's arm, and then Kolick grabbed Rorschach's belt as if he were holding a chicken.
Then walked towards the gate of the Holy Mountain.
Three thousand first, followed by fifteen thousand.
(End of this chapter)