This was enough time for Bulcaisel to collect the fragments of authority.
For guys of their level, it is difficult to stop them if you don't want to make them give up the idea of ​​leaving the battlefield!
At this time, Konstantin and Gruchak had lost Rasma's help, and they had to use their own methods to maintain their current anonymity.
It's not easy.
Gruchak's authority can be used to cover his own breath with the breath of the earth, but this only completes the concealment of breath.
Although Constantine is a demon hunter who is very good at hiding, he does not dare to take the risk of using demon hunter methods to hide himself!
Although Baal and the Archangels cannot be said to be fully aware of the Nephalem's methods, they definitely don't understand them at all!
Especially after Bulcaisel becomes the strongest, their vigilance against the Nephalem will undoubtedly increase a lot!
Constantine had to use the spellcaster ability he had to strengthen his current concealment, but even Constantine himself could not guarantee whether this approach would be effective!
"Gruchak, do you think we have now become a scapegoat that Rasma, a bastard, can throw out at any time to attract fire?"
Constantine asked a little uneasily.
He has always been willing to use malice to speculate on others. This kind of thinking does not mean he trusts Rasma, but in Constantine's eyes, Rasma is not worthy of his unconditional trust.
This guy Constantine can't even have no doubts about himself!
"I didn't want to think about those issues because I knew I was unlikely to be as good as those guys in terms of intrigue anyway.
But one thing I know is that Bulcasso hasn't shown up yet.
I’m not boasting, Bulcaisel is the kind of guy who won’t let others sacrifice for him.”
Gruchak seemed very relaxed, and he was not worried about his own safety at all.
If Bulqueso was really not here at this time, then he would face all the bad endings that might happen on his own.
But Gruchak believed that Bulcaisuo was here now, but he just hadn't shown up yet.
No one needed to remind Gruchak how dangerous Malthael and Tyrael were.
And Gruchak himself knew how terrifying Barr's lethality was!
He simply lives according to the way he is accustomed to. No matter how much external factors change, Gruchak won't care much!
Even though he knew that such persistence would always bring risks, he never regretted it!
"Bulkasso..."
Constantine muttered the name.
He didn't know how much he could trust Bulqueso.
"Don't think about that, Bulcaisel never cares what others say about him behind his back.
But if you say stupid things in front of him, he will never tolerate it.
But this is how Bulcaisel became the new Immortal King, and I even thought he would be the last Immortal King."
Gruchak smiled.
Although the place where they were was constantly hit by the wind and sand caused by the collision between the two, Gruchak appeared to be very comfortable.
He's used to this.
"Aren't the nephalem the type that grow up in a greenhouse?"
Constantine asked confusedly.
Nephalem growing in a greenhouse?
This is probably the biggest mockery for a Nephalem.
When Gruchak heard Konstantin's question, a happy smile appeared on his face.
Because this is so ridiculous!
Even the mages whose inheritance methods mostly take classes indoors have nothing to do with this description.
In a place like Sanctuary, the quality of human life is really pathetic.
Natural disasters and the like are absolutely incomparable to the damage caused by demons.
The best treatment that the nephalem can receive is probably the protection of their elders before they are capable of fighting.
And there are actually not many such Nephalem.
At least within the scope of life of barbarians, such situations are really rare.
It's not that savages are harsh on children, but that most savages cannot find stability when they grow up!
There are endless demons, and there will always be situations where the powerful elders cannot completely kill all the demons.
After all their efforts, they only tried to make the demons who escaped from their defense lines as harmless as possible.
"Are you trying to say that Rathma is the kind of Nephalem that grows in a greenhouse?"
Gruchak's reaction was not slow, he still thought of this.
"I have such suspicions. After all, Rasma's choice seems a bit naive to me."
Constantine did not deny it, and his face was visibly serious when he said these words.
Gruchak was silent for a long time before slowly speaking: "I don't know."
He indeed didn't know, but it wasn't that he doubted Rasma, but that he really hadn't thought about it.
Chapter completed!