"Hey guys, today is the holiday, what should we do to celebrate the holiday!?"
With a smile on his face, Vida stood on a high place and spoke to the other ancestors.
His arms were waving wildly, looking a little funny.
"Hell, how do I know what to do on this festival? This is the only festival that barbarians have besides celebrations."
Madoc put his sorrow on the ground, silently rolled a snowball and threw it into Vader's face.
Some time has passed, and the snow on the sacred mountain of Harrogas has once again been covered with a thick layer of snow.
"Snowball fight? That's too boring. If you wrap a stone in a snowball, I might be a little interested."
Orlongus looked at Vader who was hit by the big snowball and said very boredly.
"How about opening a secret realm and playing in it?"
Korik sat by the fire, holding a large piece of barbecue in his hand and stuffing it into his mouth haphazardly.
"Whose secret realm is it? Yours? Or mine? Come on, the only secret realm that we old guys can use is the battle where Arreat exploded.
Are you going to go in and watch Arreat turn into a huge crater in the explosion of the World Stone?"
Talik inserted the iron rod in his hand into the ground, and a sheen of oil could still be seen on it.
He eats meat much faster than Madoc.
While talking, Tarik had already dug out a piece of meat, inserted it on the iron rod, and started grilling it again.
"Then what do you want to do? Just eat and drink here? Then my collection will not last for many years. I don't want to have to be like that bastard from Volusk digging around for other people's drinks after a few decades.
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Orak sat cross-legged on the snow, the muscles in his back trembling as he spoke.
It is true that he does not have many collections, but Orac rarely digs holes everywhere, and he will not take the time to write down all the places where barbarians buried their wine like Warusk.
"Let's see what Bulcaisso says. On the contrary, we are already dead. Even if we don't eat or drink, we won't disappear."
Cole rubbed the hammer head of Hidden Peak's Wrath as he spoke, his eyes a little wandering.
"Tch, you are the most boring guy. How about we have a competition?"
The vanguard general Calga grabbed a huge flag and waved it casually.
It seemed like he had some interesting ideas.
"Let's talk about it, it's boring anyway."
Warusk dragged Rasuk's body forward. Rasuk's face had two huge bruises, which were the marks left by the Immortal King's gloves.
It seems that Warusk has already solved the problem regarding the previous lottery win.
"You happen to have an heir, so let's have a race in the secret realm to see who can come out the fastest?"
Calga stood the chess piece on the spot and said loudly.
The other ancestors seemed to be a little interested.
They are so familiar with each other that there is no secret to these ancestors who is stronger.
The battles between them lacked a lot of freshness.
"Who will open the secret realm? What is the battle process?"
Warusk threw Rasuk aside and asked with interest.
"Bulkessor's secret realm, right? His battles are generally gradual. We can't let the new recruits feel the oppression of Orac's era, and they are not suitable to understand what the fighting style was like in ancient times."
Calga replied.
"What about us? Just watch? That's too boring."
Warusk said with some dissatisfaction.
What's interesting about the rookie battles? It seems to have no meaning other than making each of them angry while training new recruits.
"Then what do you think we should do?"
Vida asked nonchalantly, but his tone was not very calm, and there was a bit of anger in it, which made Warusk's beard flutter.
"It's not my business!"
Warusk disappeared directly with a little displeasure. If this festival was not the first of its kind, he would not have bothered to appear in this place.
The arrogant Volusk has never been very popular among his ancestors.
"If Kanai were still here..."
"Shut up, Olongus!"
Olongus mentioned a name, which was a name that the ancestors would not say even if they knew it.
Before Volusk, there was a being who was expected to become the immortal king, a noble, kind and upright barbarian.
Orak directly interrupted Olongus's complaint, with some anger in his eyes.
Kanai is an extraordinary person in the memories of the older generation of ancestors, but now they rarely mention this name.
That was a tragic past.
Warusk slowly returned to the Elder's Temple alone, sitting on his throne with a rare expression of desolation.
Olongus's complaints still reached his ears, but Volusk didn't miss the guy named Kanai.
Warusk was not born to be invincible. When he was weak, he still had a guide standing in front of him to tell him how to proceed.
It's just that the person disappeared too early, leaving only a damn magic box.
"What's wrong, Warusk? You look like you're going to cry?"
Bulcaisel walked out of the room where Kanai's Magic Box was kept and frowned at Volusk's expression.
"Tell me, did I choose the wrong path?"
Volusk slumped on his throne, looking like Leoric slumped in his tomb.
Perhaps it is very comfortable to slump on this throne.
"You fell asleep?"
Bulcaisel said angrily.
Warusk has always been proud, even arrogant.
Such words that show weakness will only appear in his dreams.
When Warusk heard this, he patted his face and took a deep breath.
Then he cheered up.
"What nonsense am I talking about? Just think of it as nonsense."
Warusk changed his sitting position and became the majestic Immortal King again.
"You set up a festival to let the Holy Mountain release the power that you have accumulated for many years just to let us dead people have another bite of hot food?"
Warusk actually asked Bulkesso about it.
"This is just a memorable day. Why do you want to find fault with me? Or do I know something about your shameful past?"
Bulcaisel asked with a trace of doubt, and then his mind didn't understand why.
"There is nothing in the past of the Immortal King that cannot be revealed to others! Bulcasso, when are you going to let Rorschach see your secrets? I know that the so-called number of times is just an excuse for you. If you want to tell
With his words, you can open that secret realm at any time."
"So? Expose him to the weight of the past when he's not ready? Young people need a little time to achieve their goals, rather than shouldering the burden of us old guys early."
Leiko's shoulder appeared on Bulcaisso's shoulder, and then he waved his hand nonchalantly to scatter the shadow of the shoulder.
"Smug boy."
Warusk said with wide eyes.
My body relaxed a little and became a little loose again.
"Old guy, it's true that you are older than me, but I am already stronger than you."
To be continued...