Kelik's face turned a little green, he snatched the freshly grilled meat skewers from Madok's hand and stuffed it into his mouth.
 It was as if it was devouring the life of its enemy. It looked no better than a jackal.
“What’s the point of talking about this now? It’s better to think about what tasks we dead people will be assigned if Bulcaisel really opens the secret realm of the Battle of Harrogath.
Probably watching the new recruits and saving them when they were about to die?"
Talik has no intention of recalling the past.
 The past has been full of pain, and the life of struggling to pursue hope is really too difficult.
Talik doesn’t like memories.
“So what? Someone from the three of us has to stay and watch the door. Do you think we don’t have to watch the door in happy days? We are the guards called by our ancestors, and we must perform our duties whether we are alive or dead.”
Madoc snatched his barbecue back from Korik's hand and spoke with an angry look in his eyes.
 Among the three ancestors, only Korik still has some trouble letting go. Madoc can already joke about his own death disguise.
As for Talik, his death was quiet.
 No one would ask Talik about such a thing.
This is probably Talik’s secret.
 “Listen, since the decision made by Bulcasso, it will not be full of loopholes.”
Talik patted Kolik on the shoulder, then raised his head and looked at Bulcaisso standing in the crowd.
“A battle where you don’t have to worry about death, but your record will become the standard for our rewards. You just want to hide and survive until the end, no problem, but without a record, there will be no reward!”
Burkeso spoke loudly to the young people.
 The battle flag was pulled out from behind his back and planted on the ground of the Holy Mountain of Harrogas.
“As for the ancestors, if you are interested, go in and have a look together! If you think that battle is too painful, just hide in your shack and shiver!
Time is not a cure-all, it is just the beginning of forgetfulness!
Your legends will become forgotten souls, and your past will become the dust after death!
 Would any of you run away? Say it loudly!”
Burkeso’s beard fluttered with the cold wind, like a burning flame.
 Everyone around, including the ancestors, were holding their breath and waiting to see what Bulcaisel would say. Is it the battle they imagined in their minds?
 “The name of that secret realm is! Harrogath! Guarding Battle!
 You will find what you are looking for in that battle!"
Burkeso finally spit out the name that all the ancestors were looking forward to. The ancestors burst out with anger, and their eyes were red as if they were about to go into battle to kill the enemy immediately!
Of course the barbarians have been defeated before, but they have never been defeated as humiliatingly as the defense of Harrogath!
At the time when the old general Qualkek had packed up his gear, brought his beloved hand ax and was about to embark on the road to face the devil!
 When the vanguard general Calgar waved the big flag and took that step as a vanguard!
 When Madoc had just died in battle!
 When Mokete carried Wu Ming on his shoulders, smeared the blood of the Freezing Demon on his body, and stepped towards the center of the battlefield!
 When Cole was running towards the city of Harrogath with the Wrath of the Hidden Peak!
 When Rasuk took out the weapons forged for himself, put them on one by one, and felt the unfamiliar scream of the weapons cutting through the air!
Aunt Mara dug out the armor of her youth from under the bed, before she could say goodbye to her dead son!
After Bulcaisso had just finished the battle at Sescheron, he was wearing a tattered armor and running towards the World Stone with tired steps!
Tyrael detonated the Worldstone!
Tyriel failed the barbarians!
 When the barbarians gathered all their strength and planned to help the Archangel of Justice kill the two demons!
The Archangel of Justice has turned all hopes into a deep pit for the sake of someone’s justice!
 A large number of barbarians were reduced to ashes by the explosion of the World Stone before they even set foot on the battlefield!
  The most powerful force among the barbarians, when he was preparing to rush to the rescue of the Archangel of Justice who was beaten on the floor by Baal and Mephisto, he was smashed into pieces by the Glory of the Holy Feather thrown by Tyrael!
"Roar!"
 “I’m going to crush those scum!”
 “Bulkessor! Let us old guys fight too!”
“Is the phantom of that bastard Tyrael also in there? Are the phantoms of Baal and Mephisto also in there!”
“I’m going to crush those two bullshit demons first, and then tear off Tyrell’s proud arms bit by bit!”
 The ancestors were boiling.
They vaguely felt the hint of Bulcaisuo, which meant that that bastard archangel Tyrell would use his own will to appear in that secret realm!
 The same is true for the Demon King of Hell!
Burkeso has told them this in the most perfunctory tone!
  The recruits have never seen these ancestors who seemed to be laughing and joking and having no formal appearance show such enthusiasm.
I never thought that even the kind Aunt Mara would roar like this!
I didn't even expect that the Old General Gaukk, who had never appeared in front of the recruits, would drag a giant ax with a cold and cold light eager to try.
Huge mountain-splitting axe!
 The legend of the old general Qualkek who was born on the frozen sea!
That legend that he hasn’t used for a long, long time!
Quar'Kek's Earthshatter! It will quickly cut through the ice, allowing those hellish demons to feel the wrath of the earth in the cold!
This legendary sword allows the holder to swing the earth-shattering sword faster! It can make enemies eroded by the cold enjoy one to one and a half times the cold at the fastest speed!
“That’s your freedom! That’s the choice you should have!”
Burkeso roared loudly!
 This secret realm is different.
 He has already found Tyrael, Baal and Mephisto!
That secret realm will be the battlefield between heaven and hell!
 It will also be a place of trial for the barbarians!
The defense of Harrogath did not happen and end in a short time!
That was a long enough battle!
 The High Heaven has made a choice, and Tyrael will put his will into the secret realm!
 Then let Tyrell use his own eyes to see if the choice he made back then was correct!
Whether the barbarian ancestors can defeat Baal and Mephisto will determine whether the status of the Archangel of Justice will be handed over to Bulcaisuo!
Baal has made a compromise. He will hand over the person of his brother Mephisto, the hated demon god, in this battle, regardless of victory or defeat!
 As to why.
 …
Not long ago, Bulcasso, Ancient One and Johanna appeared in the high heaven!
 “What do you want to do here?”
Tyrael stood in front of the crystal arch, looking at Bulcaisel in front of him with his empty hands.
 He felt that Bulcaisel was very serious at this time, as if Tyrell had done something to offend Bulcaisel.
 “I want you to go to the Burning Hell! This will be my reward for sending back Yizuer’s soul!”
Burkatho stared at Tyrael in front of him, waves of anger rising in his body!
 “I owe you money?”
To be continued...