It's just that this topic is just a little easier than what he has to face.
"Has anyone ever told you that you're really not good at communicating with others?"
Rumlow said a little feebly.
The situation he has to face is only slightly better than Luke's.
The experiences of these two ancestors were both difficult, but the situations they faced were different.
In large-scale wars, Maddock is more responsible for quickly clearing the enemy's elite enemies.
In a small number of cases, they take the initiative to attack the strongest person in the place and win from defeat.
And Talik...that's the rock beneath the tide.
Make sure Maddock will not be disturbed by other guys during the "one-on-one" battle.
Talik is very good at using cleave cuts that consume very little to create the maximum range of damage.
As for Kolik, his main responsibility is to deal with the opponent's second-in-command.
For Korik, who is good at using frenzy and holds the power of Bastion, there is no difference between killing one person and killing a group of people...
Each of the three ancestors has its own fighting style.
But for Luke and the others, this kind of battle with very distinctive characteristics requires them to be unusually comprehensive in order to pass...
“We can’t just stand still.
You have to give it a try after all, what if you can survive the secret realm?"
Luke cracked out a joke.
Although this joke is not funny at all.
"you're right."
Rumlow said this after a long while.
The two people's eyes could already see Bulkesso and the others sitting together in the square outside the Elder's Temple.
…
"The first thing you do when you come back is come to this place?
You seem too self-righteous, Jessica."
Koutur looked at Jessica who came to him, and what he said was not polite at all.
"I just don't know where else to go but here."
Jessica took out a bottle of whiskey from her backpack and threw it to Kurtul.
"You can go anywhere but here.
You are not Orak.
He stayed in this place because at his feet were the relics of countless young warriors who wanted to be him.
What about you? Are you Jessica or Orak?
You are neither of those right now!"
Kotur caught the thrown drink casually.
But he said very sharp and even hurtful words.
"Why would he choose me?
Is it just because he didn't have anyone to choose from at the time?
Although I have become a lot stronger now, even stronger than I dared to imagine in my dreams before.
But he clearly has a better choice.
Even if I died in his secret realm at that time, I wouldn't let him move in any way, would I?"
Jessica's expression was calm and her voice was calm.
But under the calm, Koutul could feel the somewhat fierce anger.
"Did you misunderstand something?
Orac watched the young warriors who wanted to be him die in his secret realm.
But who told you that he was not moved at all?"
After finishing speaking, Kotur let out a long sigh.
"Every outstanding warrior dies in his secret realm, and he sheds tears.
It's just that the young warriors didn't see it.
Orak didn't care about his emotions being seen by others, so there were actually not many people on the Holy Mountain who knew about it.
It's just that you never asked.
Do you really think us old guys won't feel pain when our flesh is torn open by the devil's claws?
We will also feel pain, and we will shed tears under severe pain.
It will also cry out when its skin and flesh are torn apart.
It's just that our battle cries and screams are too similar.
That's why there is a saying that barbarians ignore harm.
Listen, Jessica Jones.
You are not Orak, but you are almost not even yourself now."
Kotur looked at Jessica in front of him with a serious tone.
His demeanor was even more solemn.
"He is the barbarian god of war."
"His name is Orak, a barbarian born in the Big Bear tribe.
To be honest, I'm not very good at preaching.
If you ask other guys about his story, such as Cassius...
What he will tell you is particularly touching, and may even make people admire you.
But in my eyes, Orak is Orak.
He just didn't die early in those tragic battles.
For me, the title of God of War is more like describing an unlucky guy who has narrowly escaped death countless times."
Kotur wanted to say more, but it was already all he could to this point.
Unfortunately, Orak has experienced countless dangerous situations that required him to fight even though he was exhausted.
Fortunately Orak survived almost every time.
Even when he died in battle, he single-handedly defeated two legendary demons.
This is certainly lucky.
"Jessica, barbarians don't need a god of war.
All it takes is a strong enough leader.
If possible, I hope none of you need to bear this responsibility.
Unfortunately, most barbarians have to experience this feeling once.
After Orac died, it was Kultur, the big bear, who took the responsibility.
After Kotur dies, I will be responsible for it.
One by one, the strong died and the weak became strong.
Then start the cycle again.
The savages are used to it."
To be continued...