The molten slag in his hand was like an extension of his body, like a huge fist hitting Orak's face hard!
  Cassius’s arm seemed to have been divided into three parts, and the hammer head filled with molten slag was his fist!
 A fireball wrapped around the head of the hammer, and the high temperature burned Orak's cheeks!
“The past represents tradition! The past represents past glory!
 It was the right choice in the past! And you can’t change it!”
 Olac's body didn't even sway and he spoke calmly!
 Then he slashed the God of War's blade hard on Cassius's forehead!
 A streak of blood sprayed out from Cassius’s head!
  Cassius swung his fist with his free hand and hit Orak's elbow!
 This knife did not cause serious damage after all!
 But in a contest of strength, Cassius is far from Orak's opponent!
Huge physical weakness makes it impossible for Cassius to defeat Orak in strength!
 “I hold the future in my hands!”
 Cassius’s waist suddenly twisted like a strengthened spring!
 The body gently lifted into the air, and then spun around in the shortest time!
 The molten fire slag hit the God of War's Blade, making a sound like iron being struck!
  Cassius’s fighting style is full of skill!
Whether it’s with bare hands or wielding a weapon!
 He can always push his body to its limit!
Every action gathers all the strength of his body, and every attack allows him to take the initiative in the battle!
“Fighting without sparing any effort will eventually make you suffer the consequences again!”
Orak suddenly kicked Cassius out!
 Orak’s fighting style has never been about concentrating all his strength!
 Use the smallest movement and use the strength of a certain part of the body to fight!
 Orak will keep his body strong and intact during the battle!
　　Even if the arm is cut off, even if the leg is knocked off!
 He can still attack with those undamaged areas!
 As long as life is not extinguished, the God of War’s attacks will not stop!
Orak will not be affected by his injuries!
 And this is something that no other ancestor on the Holy Mountain can do!
 …
 “Bulkess! Have you forgotten me?”
 That voice continued to ring in Bulkesso's ears.
Even Andariel in the Dark Soul Stone didn’t feel like she was holding her breath!
 Diabolo!
That demon god who made her also feel scared!
 His minions have arrived on the Holy Mountain!
 Andalil’s heart is full of expectations!
 Diabolo is not like her and Duriel, who choose the target to be harmed indiscriminately!
 Every action Diavolo makes has a strong purpose! There are very few mistakes!
What Andariel wants to see now is what method Diavolo will use to defeat Bulcasso, a barbarian who cannot feel fear!
 “The horn of war has sounded!”
Burkeso said calmly.
This sentence did not sound hoarse, but it spread throughout this battlefield!
 Kanai’s soul is changing and tumbling little by little!
 Before all this ends, Bulcaisel wants to see the end of this battle!
 When Kanai becomes a supplement, this battle had better end at the right time!
That is the best funeral!
 Kanai should be honored!
 Because he does not need to be an unknown person!
 His name can be constantly recited among the barbarians!
He walked out of that dark place and ended the gloomiest period of his life!
 The final sacrifice!
 There is another person who does this!
 Worusk is still standing in front of Kanai's tomb, holding his head high!
 The Immortal King will not bow to anyone!
 This is the last advice Kanai told him!
 The barbarian never had a crown!
 But there is glory!
 Barbarians have no proof of kingship!
 But who dares to question the barbarians!?
 Worusk was hesitant, he was afraid!
 Over countless years, he has long been accustomed to loneliness!
 Because he had already thought of this moment coming!
Lonely!
 The loneliness of darkness!
Worusk, who was afraid of the dark when he was young, will bear all the darkness!
I will be alone from now on!
  Use loneliness as food!
 In addition, there is also being forgotten!
 Hide away traces of your existence little by little among the barbarians!
“Kanai! Is it true that your corpse was not tampered with by Rasma?”
Worusk whispered, he did not dare to look at the tomb in front of him even once.
 He was afraid that at the next moment, a corpse would crawl out of it with difficulty!
 He was afraid to see Kanai’s skeleton with rotting flesh appearing in front of him!
 Kanai will not answer any more!
That soul is already tumbling in the magic box named after him!
That feeling was what Warusk had felt before!
 In order to allow myself as a soul to continue to gain strength in the battle.
Vorusk once threw himself into the magic box out of fear!
To be continued...