And my complete control of nature is enough to make you return without success, and you may even be pushed to the ground and beaten violently by me.
Unless you plan to share adversity with your brother!"
Bulcasso's words became more and more rude.
What Bulkesso said seems to be some kind of fact.
It also contains strong self-confidence.
After hearing this, Rasma took out his sickle.
"A question from your previous question.
You said that the fate of living here cannot be as strong as it was back then.
But have you forgotten that I have a set of equipment made from my father's body?
Although the power contained there is not enough for father to defeat you now.
Even if the three of us attack together, we may fail miserably.
But you won't be able to find our father's whereabouts again.
Destiny is unpredictable.
Absolutely everything he does has meaning.
Although my brother and I don’t know if he really knows everything.
But at least we have seen how powerful he is."
Rasma's words were already a threat that could lead to death.
Bulcaisel did not intend to spend a lot of time searching for traces of Inaris again.
But I won't let this opportunity go just like that.
"What can you come up with to convince me?"
Bulquesso once again made a little concession.
As long as Rasma didn't mean to get a beating, she should have just given up.
Next, it depends on how much price Rasma is willing to pay.
As for the part of life authority that still remains in the bodies of the first generation ancestors,
Bulkesso had no interest in this.
"I can help the Nephalem team grow stronger.
Although he is a priest of Rathma, he is no worse than the Necromancer founded by Mr. Tageo.
Anyway, you have already considered us as the same profession.
Also, I can help you recall a lot of things.
And it can help you face Diavolo!
I know you locked away your fears in order to defeat Diavolo.
But you and I are not weak, and we know very well how important a complete soul and emotion is."
Rasma made another offer.
But this price is still not enough to satisfy Burquesso.
"These are not necessary for me.
I am just the immortal king of the barbarians, not the immortal king of the Nephalem!
It is enough for me to be responsible for the continuation of the barbarians.
As for the ideal of strengthening all Nephalem, it has nothing to do with me.
What else can you come up with?"
Bulkesso's words made Rasma laugh.
It’s very interesting to say what you can come up with “also”.
Bulkesso planned to accept the price raised by Rasma this time, but thought it was not enough.
That's why the word "hui" appears.
"I can provide you with an additional piece of information that you want to know.
As long as this news has nothing to do with fate, I can find the answer for you.
After all, I may be the only one who can contact our mother now.
Yes, he's here.
This information is also part of the price I gave you."
Rasma remained calm.
The first generation ancestor is now focusing on Inaris lying on the ground.
Maybe he didn't expect that his father, who was so powerful that he almost collapsed, would have such an embarrassing day.
"I have one more question.
Is what you plan to do to Inarius similar to what I am going to do?
If it were just you, Rasma, I wouldn't ask this question.
But there is another barbarian ancestor over there.
Barbarians always resent a fruitless battle.
I haven't seen any exceptions to this."
Bulcaisel's voice began to sound oppressive.
Waves of momentum began to emerge.
This is the last question, and it is also the question that determines the outcome of this conversation!
Chapter completed!