"If your purpose was as simple as what you said, then you would never stand in front of us and talk!"
Leiko was rude, and there was actually nothing to be polite about.
Being polite can't make the devil show mercy to humans, so what's the point of being polite.
Civility and politeness are reserved for treating friends, or at least those who are not enemies.
So these guys who have been dealing with demons almost all their lives are not going to be patient with a guy who looks a little suspicious at this time.
"Huh? I've been alone for such a long time, and now I can't even talk even if I want to?"
The first generation ancestor had a strange expression.
No one knows what he is thinking about now, but it doesn't matter that much.
"Tell me, what do you want from us?
Or maybe what the tacit understanding between you and Bulcaisel means.
Even if I was asked to fight a battle to the death, I would not frown,
But I don’t want it to become a thing of the past.”
Cassius grinned.
Olongus was still holding a large stone.
Herab had a sarcastic smile on his lips.
And Leiko...
Leiko was holding the legendary "Confrontation" that almost became a long stick, and her body was slightly bent.
"Alright alright!
You want to know?
So are you ready to know the truth?
I have never found a way to make those guys who cry and cry after knowing the pain forget it.
I hope there won't be people like you.
Otherwise, I would doubt how you guys can act like cowards and still exist till now."
The faces of the first generation ancestors were filled with sarcasm.
A very clear sarcasm.
The three ancestors on the side were all silent.
Their worship and admiration for the first ancestors were the best among countless barbarians.
Otherwise, the first generation ancestors would not have chosen a few of them to become this damn gatekeeper.
Sometimes the gap between a gatekeeper and a watchdog is really small.
But at this time, all they were left with was embarrassment.
Madoc, who had made his choice long ago, avoided this pain, but the price was too heavy.
"There's no need to talk nonsense. If I really can't accept it, then I can find a powerful demon to give me a ride."
Cassius said roughly.
His patience was gradually running out.
"Ha, let's get started.
Anyway, your biggest trump card is to make yourself pop like an inflated balloon.
It looks pretty good as a firework.
But if you want to blow up people, it’s still a bit bad.”
The first generation ancestors were full of pride.
That's the kind of arrogance that would make anyone uncomfortable.
Waves of power spread, emanating from Craig's body!
This change made the ancestors' faces immediately darken.
Although they still don’t know how the first-generation ancestor plans to make this explanation, his approach now is to squeeze that power from Craig!
But no one moved!
It’s not the bottom line of their belief in the first generation ancestors.
On the contrary, they had the strongest suspicion of their first ancestors.
What's the bottom line for a guy who has received part of his life authority from his younger brother?
It would be easier to believe that Diavolo is a good man and that everything he does is to make the world a better place.
They believed in Bulkesso.
Not Uldyssian, just Bulcaisel.
Bulcaisuo, the third generation immortal king.
"Well, where to start?
I think I need to think about this carefully."
The first-generation ancestors still spoke in a long-winded and nagging way.
But the aura of the monk began to appear on Craig's body.
Although the first generation ancestors were very powerful, it was impossible to destroy a person's will.
There may be too much sadness and despair in Craig's will, accompanied by various losses and the loneliness of being left alone.
But after becoming a warrior monk, he has long since changed.
Especially since he still has the power of two legendary monks in his body, even though those powers now only have some seemingly insignificant fragments left!
"Ha! Two monks?
I can feel how powerful they once were!
But what are you going to do here now?
If I were the gods, I would have to think about it, but now you are just a group of Eta's Glory.
That faint light will never last forever, so now you have to sacrifice yourself?"
The first generation ancestor sarcastically said.
Vandaloni and Karashim!
Such sarcasm is enough to be insulting!
"If you plan to sink into the ground with that secret, now is the best chance!"
Cassius took two steps forward, but he was blocked by a very familiar heavy weapon!
The Blade of the God of War!
"I thought the purpose of my stay here was to be a victim and brandish my weapon when facing the enemy.
The result now seems to be to shut up those people who don’t know what’s going on!
Did the God of War actually have such an arrangement?
It’s really unexpected!”
The voice was filled with strong anger, but this anger was very inconsistent with that figure.
It's like borrowing power from somewhere else.
Jessica Jones.
The only living savage of the Big Bear Tribe.
Or maybe the last barbarian of the Great Bear tribe.
Unless that guy Luke chooses to marry into his wife, can that guy understand what "to marry into his wife" means?
To be continued...