When several dogs heard these words, they howled in waves, as if they were announcing their reluctance.

Outside the stone house, Banal was staring at Kanuk.

Banal couldn't worry about these dogs, and Kanuk couldn't worry about Leiko.

Banal's inner softness is rarely specific to any warrior, but he can tell detailed anecdotes about the furries he once took care of.

And Kanuk, the one who... loves but doesn't even dare to say it, uh, licking the dog?

"The question goes back to the beginning, when will Bulcasso come back?"

Nick Fury looked at Leiko with stern eyes, resting his hands on the stone that served as the table, maintaining his seemingly "oppressive" but actually funny posture.

"It's coming soon. When he comes back, you'll probably be able to hear the announcement of who is the final winner from his mouth."

Leiko slowly raised her head and reached out to hold the long handle of the Immortal King's gravel hammer.

His body began to exude a unique aura, containing the legend of Volusk, the courage of Joriz, and the angry aura of Leiko herself.

She has never been a composite of multiple existences, even though she is constantly adding some qualities from other existences.

But this is called taking over responsibilities, growing and polishing oneself.

Leiko is Leiko, and she will not always be the legendary chief of the Bull Tribe.

But she will always be the legendary Barbarian Leiko!

The warrior who always gets the most powerful trophies in battle and who always gets the most praise in battle.

Nick Fury did not change in this spirit, but the dogs stretched out their tongues one by one, as if they saw mice chasing and biting cats.

This is astonishment!

The hunters trained by Banal are not much lower in intelligence than ordinary people.

Banal's red light flashed and he was about to rush in. For the Berserker, these simple little cuties needed his protection more than their companions.

His companions are all very strong, but these little cuties are far from being as powerful as he sees them.

But just when he was about to take the first step, he was locked in by Kanuk's momentum.

"Get out of the way! Don't block the road, at least move your lazy PG!"

Banal's words were not polite at all, but in exchange, Kanuk's eyes turned red!

Banal was stunned for a moment, but immediately snorted coldly.

"Are you sure you want me to move?"

A very threatening tone!

Canuck only knows one way to move, and that is to charge!

Which ancestor doesn't know this?

Kanuk and Banal were naturally at odds with each other.

Because for Kanuk, the tribe is first, the group is second, Leiko is third, and the partners are fourth! Only he himself, no one knows where Kanuk puts himself.

Otherwise, his title would not have become a title among tribes like Chief.

"I will protect this holy mountain until Bulcaisel comes back! Even if Malthael appears here now, I will not be afraid."

After finishing speaking, Leiko left and started laughing. The power accumulated in the Holy Mountain for countless years rippled with her laughter.

This is probably what Volusk, who can only adjust everything in the Holy Mountain, expects.

The Immortal King needs the Great Elder and the Three Ancestors.

The Holy Mountain also needs someone who can guard the glory when the Immortal King is busy.

Leiko's change was probably unexpected by Warusk, but there is nothing better than this.

"I won't be afraid, and I won't be afraid. But I still can't beat Diavolo." Banal snorted coldly: "What are you looking at! I can't beat Diavolo, can you?

Got it!"

Banal faced Kanuk's bloodshot eyes and roared with displeasure.

"You are a lunatic, but normal people would be afraid of you!"

Kanuk burst out this sentence almost word for word.

Judging from the slumped posture of his shoulders, he was already ready for Banal to hit him.

"You only speak for Leiko, and occasionally for the Bull."

Banal said angrily.

Then he picked up the husky that was holding his trousers from behind, and then rubbed the dog's head in annoyance.

The husky flicked his tongue, and it looked like Banal's technique was very good.

"Do I need to pretend to be drunk now to avoid hearing about the disputes among the barbarians?"

Nick Fury deliberately pulled the corner of his mouth and pretended to smile bitterly.

Who knows what he is really thinking deep down?

If Coulson's fake smile is too professional, then Nick Fury's expression is the most natural acting skill.
Chapter completed!