Anderson shared some of the work of guarding the gate of the Holy Mountain among the three ancestors. Most of the time, he stood in front of the gate of the Holy Mountain like a sculpture without saying a word.

 Thanks to him, the three ancestors had more time to move around freely.

“The Supreme Mage is also a human being, why can’t he have emotions?”

Maddock appeared next to Anderson with a new sadness, and asked with some doubts.

“As long as there are thoughts, there are emotions. As long as you can weigh the pros and cons, then hatred and joy will follow you. Even if you are angry because of the Prius, even Tyrell will be disappointed. How can you have such a bizarre idea?”

 As the only subordinate of Imprius for so many years, Maddock was a little curious about Anderson.

 “I used to only learn about gods from books.”

 Anderson stood there without making any movement.

“Who wrote that book? Is it God’s diary? Who is a serious person who writes a diary?”

 Madoc is quite interested in this topic.

 While alive, Maddock, a prophet, had a unique perspective on everything.

"It does not seem."

  Anderson’s expression was a little twitchy under his helmet.

 Did God himself write the Bible? This is clearly not the case.

This is probably a record of the deeds of God by believers. At least Anderson is very sure that the story written in the Bible is not the story of Imprius...

“That’s not it. Believers need a perfect God to place their faith, and God should be as perfect as possible to receive faith.

If your god was always swearing and a drunkard, would you believe in him?"

Maddock said with the tone of someone who has experienced this before.

This is why barbarians never believe in any one god, and why they never blindly believe in the Immortal King.

 Hell, who wouldn’t want to believe in a bad-tempered Jiu Mengzi?

 Or who would believe in a rude guy who thinks all about "I am the strongest!", "Beautiful woman", "Have children", "Don't run away, you scum!"?

 Worusk is such a guy.

　　Barbarians will only follow the strongest leader and constantly shed weapons, blood, and sometimes saliva for survival and justice.

 Cassius is one of the best.

 “So God does not exist?”

 Anderson asked with a somewhat probing tone.

“God exists, but there is no perfect existence in the world.”

 Leoric staggered and appeared in front of the gate of the Holy Mountain.

 He had just been thrown out of the Temple of the Elders by Bulcaisel, who had had enough of him.

“Skeleton King? I heard those souls tell you stories, you are great.”

 The familiar bayonet appeared in Anderson's hand.

"Because of my 'greatness', you plan to fight me here? Although I am no match for those monsters, you are still far behind. Even the Prius can't do anything to me."

 Leoric's jaw bones kept shaking as he spoke, as if he was provoking.

“I have just become accustomed to inhuman existence. I know you are not an enemy.”

 Anderson silently put away the bayonet, and then drew a long gun from behind.

This is the reward Bulcaisau gave him for looking after the door.

The Sky Messenger is a legendary imitation, forged by Bulqessor, and can be regarded as an ancient legendary weapon.

 The original Sky Messenger was a legend discovered during the Battle of Evermark.

  It is impossible to know who actually shaped this legend.

 But it is full of demonic bloodstains and traces of battle.

 As a dependent of Imperius, Anderson’s Sky Messenger suits him very well.

 As a subordinate of the Archangel of Courage in the human world, Anderson is a messenger conveying the will of the higher heavens.

Although there is only one archangel, Imprius, here in the high-level heaven now, it won't be long.

Higher Heaven is very close to this world, and Bulcaisuo can feel the huge building complex coming slowly.

 At that time, it will no longer be difficult to revive Auriel and Tyrael.

 At least it doesn’t require the help of Bulcasso’s power like when Prius recovered.

“You took out this spear and pointed it at me and said you don’t want to fight me?”

 Leoric scratched his head with his hand bone and made a dull and unpleasant sound.

 It’s almost like scratching an old-fashioned glass blackboard with your fingernails.

"I am a subordinate of the Archangel of Courage. For you, I will uphold the will of Imprius."

Anderson pointed the Sky Messenger at Leoric, his tone calm and unruffled.

 “Because Prius doesn’t fight every time he sees me.”

 Leoric had a headache, it was so deep in his bones.

It’s not that he’s afraid of Anderson, it’s that he doesn’t want any fighting to take place on Harrogath, the barbarian’s sacred mountain.

As long as the Skeleton King doesn't concentrate on restraining his power, that cold aura will sweep over him.

Burkasso has warned him twice, asking him to be more honest on the sacred mountain of Harrogath.

Everything is a matter of personal importance. Leoric could not guarantee that after his actions were regarded as provocations three times, Bulcaisel would be furious and stuff his skeleton into the Dark Soul Stone.

 A sane Skeletor cannot fight Diavolo because he will be afraid.

But it is still possible to beat Andariel violently inside the Dark Soul Stone.

Other than Diavolo, only Azmodan, who has mastered evil, and Mephisto, the King of Hatred, can suppress the Skeleton King a little bit.

 But Azmodan has become a tattoo on Bul-Katho's back.

Among the Hell Demons, only Mephisto is the one who can restrain Leoric, but the next target that Bulcasso will devour will be Mephisto.

 Before Diavolo is completely dealt with, Leoric's value does not seem to be that great.

 “Yes, so I can talk to you well now.”

Anderson still pointed the Sky Messenger at Leoric.

 “I’m just expressing my attitude.”

“Okay, weren’t we discussing the topic of God just now? I still know something about God.”

Madoc laughed and patted Anderson on the shoulder, then gave Leoric a "fuck off" look.

The current Marsk can only persist in Leokuk's hands for a short time, but this is Harolgas, so Madok is completely a bitter skeleton king.

"Madoc, you'd better never see me outside Harrogath. Otherwise I'll break every bone in your body."

Leoric said harsh words to Madoc and then disappeared.

 He went to the kingdom of death.

Although that death still gave him a headache, it was better than being "bullied" by these barbarians.

 “It’s best that none of you leave Harrogath!”

Leoric still said this when he appeared in the Kingdom of Death.

“Who made you angry? I’ll help you bring their souls here so you can vent your anger.”

 The voice of death carries a bit of expectation, as if it wants Leoric to treat him differently.

 “You? Cut it!”

Leoric sat carelessly on the throne of death, supporting his head with his right arm bone and making a sound of disdain.

If death could still get Bul-Katho into trouble before Bul-Katho devoured Azmodan.

So if Death shows hostility to the barbarians now, then it is very likely that Leoric will have to go to the Dark Soul Stone to find a way to save people.

 The death of a world cannot disappear, it will make the world lose its balance.

 Unless Bulcaisel swallows death and becomes the new rule of death.

But are there consequences in the minds of the enraged savages?
Chapter completed!