Who, as a human being, would give his whole heart to angels and demons who are above them?
Even if there are, they are probably the kind that have never been seen before.
 At least the Nephalem will not treat angels and demons wholeheartedly. After all, the ugliness of these guys has long been exposed to humans.
At this time, several ancestors were gathering together and whispering on the top of the holy mountain of Harrogas.
 It was said to be a whisper, but that was just because their conversation would not be leaked out.
  The savages themselves have become accustomed to things like voices.
“What the hell! Why do you want me to decide the affairs between your three ancestors!?”
Kahn was waving the sword in his hand dissatisfiedly, his face darkened.
 A strong man is never cut out of a mold.
Even though these guys are barely on the same side in terms of stance, their respective wills are equally firm and unshakable.
Kahn couldn’t understand why Madoc would want him to take over the responsibilities of the three ancestors.
 After all, the accusation made by the three ancestors is not something that can be replaced by just changing the person.
Kahn's intuition told him that Maddock had some plan, and Maddock was not confident in it, otherwise he would not have made such arrangements.
“Ahem! You know, my soul was seriously injured before, but now I am no match for Korik and Talik.”
Maddock coughed as he spoke.
 There was a bit of ridicule on his face.
  Such an expression makes it more difficult for others to discern his true inner thoughts, but it is obvious that there is some conspiracy.
 Kahn can guarantee it with his sword fighting!
 So he rolled his eyes and glanced at Cassius who was standing a little further away.
That attitude of "Cassius, please say something" is a bit ridiculous.
“Do you believe it? Cassius? Anyway, I don’t believe it!”
Kahn said this, and smashed the sword in his hand directly towards Madoc's head and face.
This posture of wielding swords is not that of fighting, but of testing.
  After all, using a sword as a hammer is not a formal usage.
“I don’t believe it either, this bastard Maddock always likes to lie to people.”
 Cassius stroked his beard and nodded in approval.
 After saying these two words, Kahn's attack landed on Maddock's head without any hindrance, making a clear sound.
 Obviously the quality of this pair of swords is very good, otherwise they would not be able to make such a pleasant sound.
 “I said, have you felt the souls of the first ancestors?”
 Olongus sat cross-legged on a stone on one side, holding a large sculpture in his hand, which looked like himself.
The fighting method of boulder throwing is not just about taking out a generally round stone, but that kind of stone can make the attack come faster.
 On the other side, after the first generation Bulcaisu was taken care of by Rasma, the fluctuation has been passed to the hearts of these ancestors.
That kind of palpitating feeling coming from the depths of the soul is also a lot of pressure for barbarians.
 “The first ancestor? He is a good man.”
Madoc said after sighing.
 There is a difference between a good person and a good “person”.
 The first generation of Bulcaisona was the latter.
 As for whether he wanted to announce to his parents that he had entered a rebellious period or to protect his brothers, Madoc didn't care at all.
 He only cares about whether his friend has become that guy's target.
Although Bulkesso did not say it, the Holy Mountain has already seen it.
  A small group of souls from the first generation wanted to occupy Bulcaisel's powerful body. Such an approach was not something Mardoc could accept.
 The glory of our ancestors needs successors so that the legend can be passed down forever.
 But this does not mean that barbarians should strangely become the bodies of their ancestors!
 There is no level of human beings in life itself!
 The powerful can of course make demands and set rules on the weak.
 But the value of life is not measured by these things.
　　Barbarians all pay attention to this thing.
“There are a lot of good people in this world. Nirasek was also a good person before he turned into a devil.”
 Cassius was a little dissatisfied.
He doesn't like this kind of brain-consuming thing, but simple fighting and killing can better show his value.
 But if the first generation ancestor is a good person, he doesn’t quite agree with it.
Even if he taught the forging technology to primitive humans, Cassius would not treat him differently.
 He fights with his fists and doesn't care about swords or anything like that.
"Good people may not do good things. The first ancestor is dead." Kahn added additional explanations and looked at Maddock with a somewhat evil look: "Is there any necessary connection between this and your desire for me to take over?"
 Obviously he was still dissatisfied with Maddock's statement.
“Of course not, I just plan to take some time off. I was seriously injured, so I can only hand over the most important blame to a trustworthy guy.
 So between you and Kalju, the Sword Master sounds more impressive than the Shield Master."
Maddock said with a grin.
 “Your flattery means nothing to me. I don’t care about these things anyway.”
 In fact, it had some effect, at least Kahn was very happy. But things became a little strange after that.
“You mean, the first ancestors will appear where we are?”
 Cassius rubbed his chin and said with a depressed expression.
By this time things were quite clear.
Sanya's body contains the blood of the first generation, and this thing like will... This place is called Harrogath.
 Who knows if the first ancestors will suddenly appear on the holy mountain.
Although Sonya and Nazbo, who appeared and left in a hurry, both said that the first generation of will subjects were in the original world.
 But in everything, be afraid of the eventuality.
 What if is not good news in most cases.
"What Madoc means is, when that guy appears in front of us, should we listen to Bulcaisel's command or follow him."
 Olongus crushed the sculpture in his hand in one blow.
The gravel fell to the ground and blended into the land of the Holy Mountain.
 Olongus's words were full of disdain.
 The first generation ancestors are still too far away, but the current Bulcasso can see them more clearly.
The unknown guy always makes everything more subtle.
“Will you listen to others? When haven’t we decided for ourselves what to do and what not to do?”
　　The swords in Kahn's hands collided together, making a series of banging sounds.
 As soon as Kahn’s words came out, several guys present calmed down.
 Barbarians all have ideas of their own.
 The Immortal King can set some rules, but enforcing them has always been a problem.
 Men should choose for themselves what to believe and what not to believe.
To be continued...