Worusk was walking silently.
 He has always been at the forefront of the battlefield, but no demon has ever attacked him.
 It is as if Volusk himself does not exist in this position.
"what is that?"
Tyrrell watched Warusk's footsteps and felt a little strange.
Although Tyrell did not intend to get any news from Baal, he was still looking forward to an answer in his heart.
Will the power that the barbarians have hidden for countless years be revealed?
 As the evil group that bears the heaviest responsibility among the Nephalem, the background of barbarians is beyond the understanding of other professions.
 “What a surprise, Tyrell, you will lose this round.”
Barr looked in the direction where Volusk was walking.
 He probably understands.
 The barbarian who was born before Volusk, the barbarian whose name was intentionally or unintentionally hidden!
The barbarian who made Rasma choose to give in at the last moment!
  Great Elder! Kanai!
 “Kanai!”
 Mephisto’s willless shadow shouted out this name!
 The power of hatred keeps rising!
“I see! Is this why the barbarians are so angry at what I did?”
 Tyrrell's hood trembled.
 He couldn't imagine what this would look like if it continued to develop.
 At that time, the impact of his destruction of the World Stone may have been more cruel than the noble sacrifice he thought he made!
  Kanai's Box was born from Kanai's hands. The archangels once thought that Kanai's soul had turned into the box to provide help to the Nephalem.
 But now, all this is about to be revealed!
 The soul of Kanai exists on the sacred mountain of Harrogas!
 And this "secret realm" may not be as simple as the archangels imagined!
“A bet? You’re going to lose, Tyrell. It’s amazing to me.”
Barr looked in front of Warusk with a smile on his face.
 Being able to witness the heritage of barbarians is also something exciting for Barr.
“Awesome? Does the Demon God also have such emotions?”
Tyrell rarely laid his eyes on Baal, his eyes a little wandering.
 Fortunately, his entire face is hidden in darkness, so others cannot observe his expression.
"It doesn't matter, you don't have to think about this anymore! Just wait, wait until you give everything you have to Bulcasso, and wait until Bulcasso is ready!"
Barr said this.
 The strength in his body is turbulent little by little.
The decision he made was not an easy one. He surrendered his personality and power and banished himself from the peak of the strong to the abyss.
 No one would do this willingly.
 It’s just that he has no choice!
 Worusk has reached his destination, a tomb covered by snow.
There are no other traces on it, it just stands there quietly.
 Worusk's eyes were a little nostalgic, and a hint of pain flashed from time to time.
This time there is no Rathma, this time there will not be another damn necromancer to wake this skeleton from its slumber!
　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　
 Worusk called out his name again, with a strange expression on his face.
 This small, small box-like tomb is where the great elder’s bones are buried.
It is not as earth-shattering as other strong men, nor does it have luxurious and vast underground tombs.
 There is just a short nest that no one disturbs.
 “I thought I would never see you again, Kanai.”
 Worusk spoke in a tone as if he was mumbling to himself.
“I have become the immortal king, the most unruly immortal king. No matter now or in the future, there will be no one like me.
 The first generation was not as arrogant as me, and the current Bulcasso is not as careless as me.
 It’s just that only I know how cowardly the immortal king I am.”
 Worusk spoke in a low voice.
Even the rustling of snowflakes can cover up his voice.
 “Out of cowardice, one feels angry at everything that brings fear.
 Because I am weak, I am in awe of all beings who are stronger than me.
 I hate this kind of uncontrollable emotion. Fortunately, there is nothing to remind me of it before I die.
 But, is it true that your corpse was not prepared by Rasma in advance?"
 Worusk took out the gravel hammer from his waist and held it in front of him.
 He never fully showed all of himself from beginning to end.
 The creator of the Immortal King set, Warusk is in his most powerful state when he fights with his ancestors and shows the fury of the berserker.
 It’s just that he has never shown himself like that on the Holy Mountain.
 Which ancestor can Volusk call upon to fight for him?
 Gatekeepers like Maddock and others?
 They are not qualified yet!
 Leiko?
Leiko was powerful enough, but it was long after Volusk's death that Leiko came into being.
 When Warusk was active as the strongest warrior, he summoned only one ancestor!
 That is Kanai, who is called the Great Elder!
"ha!"
Vorusk let out a small war cry, but his anger was already aroused.
 The spirit of Kanai, who had not appeared for countless years, appeared on the tomb little by little!
The barbarian with a kind and kind face and a strong and slender body was sitting on his grave, staring at Warusk with a pair of eyes.
 “It’s been a long time no see.”
 Kanai's voice is like the afternoon sun, able to soothe inner anxiety.
 For a moment, Warusk seemed to be choked up.
 Kanai turned his head casually, and was a little surprised after distinguishing his current position.
 “I’m here to confirm something with you, Kanai!”
 Worusk's tone of voice was a little strange, as if he was trying to cover up his uneasiness.
“You want to summon me out even at the expense of my soul, or in my burial place? So what do you want to know?”
 Kanai said with some helplessness.
To be continued...