He is powerful and majestic, but also lonely and cruel.
Warusk is becoming more and more embarrassed at this time!
"You can't give up your ideas, and we won't give up our ideas.
Also, I don’t believe you can convince Hailab and the three of them. What you are doing now is just a farce.
Stop it and let Bulcaisel come in. He can at least prevent the tragedy between Cole and Kalju."
Kotur shouted forcefully.
He was a little incoherent.
"It can't be stopped. The conflict between Cole and Kalju is also the conflict between him and Bulcaisel.
The sacred mountain of Harrogath? If it weren't for Kor, this place would be called many names.
But not Harrogas, a name full of memories and symbols."
Calga said slowly.
At first, Kor hoped that this place should still be called the Holy Mountain of Arreat, but Bulkatho and Kalju disagreed.
The name Harrogath was also fought for by Cole.
"Not living in the past does not mean forgetting the past, but it's a pity that Cole can't figure it out."
Andakulgas' smile looked like a sad smile, but it also contained relief.
“Wouldn’t it be good to bring back the past?”
Warusk said with a strange expression.
"So can you make the World Stone reappear? Or can you make Kanai reappear? Or can you make everything in our memory go back to before the World Stone exploded?"
Calga said with a sneer.
"Just give me time."
Warusk said very firmly.
He firmly believed that as long as he was given time, he would be able to make everything Calga said come true!
"Vorusk, there is no time! We have no time!"
Balnar kept repeating it on the ground, and he seemed to have adapted to his stance of the rage of the berserker.
At least in this posture, he can express his thoughts well.
"The archangel didn't give us time, and the devil of hell didn't give us time either!
Even this world doesn't give us time! Especially fate... we don't have time anymore.
What you can do to reproduce is a tragedy that has already happened once in the past, and you can't do that!
You can't let Bulcasso guard the Holy Mountain forever!"
Banal kept shouting, it was like roaring, but also like screaming!
Banal's voice became shrill, then hoarse a little bit.
"I have grasped the power of death, and I can completely destroy death!"
Warusk spoke slowly.
"Then the departed soul loses its shelter and life loses its end?"
Andakulgas mocked.
"Everything you lost and loved will stand in front of you and turn into an immortal monster.
We don't hate Leoric, but we hate Skeletor!"
Couture emphasized.
They all want to get Warusk to give up his idea so that Bulkesso can easily return to the Holy Mountain!
That would at least save Cole and Kalju.
"Life is beautiful because of death, just as battle is glorious because of victory.
Everything needs an end, and the end is where we are placed.
Warusk, give up!"
Andakulgas said, he was very sincere, almost like pleading.
Auriel was watching not far away, she didn't say anything, she didn't even express her position.
It's like she never appeared here.
"Warusk!!!"
A roar came from the direction of the Elder's Temple!
A huge stone hit Warusk like a meteor!
Three familiar breaths appeared over there, and the appearance of these three breaths made Anda Kurgas relax a little!
Warusk, the keeper of the key, is here!
Although the guards looked a little tired, it seemed that they were not "persuaded" by Warusk.
"I need to slow down, Olongus, I leave it to you!"
Hairab panted and collapsed on the ground.
Cassius on the other side lost an arm directly.
This was not the first time he encountered this situation. Cassius, who used fists as weapons, had already experienced breaking his own arm with excessive force.
Only this time the situation was even worse because his right arm was "dead".
"I really didn't expect how this bastard Volusk convinced death!"
Cassius's mouth kept dripping with blood as he spoke.
If it weren't for the fact that his body was still made of the energy and soul of the ancestors' spirits, Calgar and the others would all wonder if Cassius had also been turned into an immortal monster.
"The vitality left to us by our first ancestors has been exploited at this time. It was almost! It was almost like we were doomed!"
Herab said breathlessly.
"By the way! Olongus! When did you get the power of the earth?"
Hirab asked.
"The first time Olongus comes back."
Olongus replied with a twisted expression.
They were able to escape from that kind of "persuasion" largely because Olongus' newfound power exceeded Volusk's expectations.
If these changes had not occurred, the three of them would indeed have been "persuaded".
It's a pity that Warusk still calculated too little!
The fact that he gave his power to Gruchak was a kind of compensation in itself.
It's a pity that what the barbarians do cannot be changed by one person's will!
Especially regarding the "private matter" of using one's own power!
"Warusk, when you deprived us of the power given by the Holy Mountain, did you ever think that we also had the authority of the Holy Mountain?"
Orlongus said while holding the tribal blade.
This legend is the authority he holds about the Holy Mountain!
"I just didn't expect you to come out at this time, but you don't think I will stop at this time, do you?"
Warusk's body began to expand again, and in the blink of an eye it had already expanded to eight meters away!
At this time, he was already at the level of a true giant.
Banal was held down by his palms and couldn't even raise his head!
"If you want to fight, I'll be with you anytime!"
To be continued...