Bulcaisel said as he threw his best aged wine to Imprius.
"Is it possible that you haven't learned how to drink in a bar for so long?"
Bulquesso's words were completely a joke between friends.
Although the ancestors present still have a bad impression of the Prius.
But after all, he didn't say anything at this time.
The Holy Mountain is the home of the barbarians.
As a parent, the Immortal King invites his friends to his home, but they cannot drive each other out.
Besides, the person who came here was not an archangel, but just because of the Prius.
"I studied a little bit.
But I still don't really like it.
I prefer fruit juice to spirits."
Because Prius's smile is brighter.
Then the two people raised the wine in their hands and gestured from afar.
Then he opened the bottle and started drinking.
The first generation ancestor stood aside and looked at Iprius quietly.
He is no stranger to the Archangel of Courage.
"Isn't this my nephew?
Now that I am alone, should you call me uncle?
Of course, even if I am still an archangel, you should still call me Uncle Prius."
Because Prius didn't show any expression after finishing the drink.
He turned his head directly and said to the first generation ancestor.
"I have long said that the first generation ancestor should change his name."
Hailab murmured softly.
The first ancestor and Bulcaisel used the exact same name.
If he really called Uncle Imprius at this time, it would make Bulcasso a little embarrassed.
"Indeed, I should call you uncle.
But are you really sure you want me to call you this?
If I have to count from this side, then I have to call Uncle Barr.
You will become Baal's junior.
Maybe the Burning Hell will regard this as some kind of fun and it has been circulating in this world for thousands of years."
The words of the first ancestor made Imprius unable to continue this topic...
Lilith is nominally the daughter of Mephisto...
It would be really embarrassing to discuss seniority.
But this seems a bit more embarrassing for the real Diavolo...
"I am my own third uncle"?
But there's a high probability that he won't care about this kind of thing.
“That’s it for this topic.
I’m not here to listen to you sort out your family relationships.”
The corners of Bulcasso's mouth twitched.
The reunion of friends who was originally a good friend suddenly became strange and weird.
"By the way, we're here to start the celebration.
So Bulcasso, let's get started.
Although Volusk is still in the Holy Mountain, he can still do it with a war cry, right?"
The first generation ancestor said.
Then he felt the soles of his feet being stabbed by a burst of energy...
Obviously Warusk was expressing his dissatisfaction in this way.
"The third ancestor is not here, then I will be a guest host?"
Hailab asked.
Then his mouth was directly covered with a big hand.
This hand belongs to Cassius.
"You are older than us.
But it’s not like there aren’t guys of the same generation as you.
As long as I have the choice, I will never let you be a key figure."
Cassius's tone was full of threats.
Calga in the distance squeezed away Olongus beside him, and walked step by step to a position one level lower than the two immortal kings.
There seemed to be a flag flying again on the bare flagpole in my hand.
"The original ancestor, the original Bulcaisuo!
The founder of the barbarians, the source of all barbarian bloodlines!
The inheritor of casting authority, the imparter of casting knowledge.
Enemies of angels and demons!
One of the origins of the Nephalem!
The source of the angry bloodline!
The bearer of wrathful authority!
A person who betrays his parents!"
Calgar shouted loudly about the simplified experiences of the first generation ancestors...
If it weren't for the last sentence "a person who betrays his parents",
The first generation ancestors might have a little pride on their faces!
"ha!"
War cry!
The first ancestors stood on a high place and shouted a war cry to the sky!
Except for barbarians, only the strong can listen to this war cry!
The holy mountain is constantly trembling, as if the power of countless barbarian souls accumulated in it is echoing his war cry!
Above the holy mountain, there is now a layer of red halo!
This is the feedback of the angry power hidden in the blood of the barbarians!
At this time, the barbarians on the holy mountain all felt the angry power stirring in their bodies!
This is the benefit given by the first generation ancestors!
Feeling the source of anger in their blood can make it easier for them to understand how to use the power of anger.
It's just that all the barbarians can hear a hint of embarrassment in this war cry...
Obviously, the phrase "a person who betrays his parents" still has an impact on the first generation of ancestors.
Hairab, whose mouth was covered, laughed.
Although his laughter was blocked by Cassius's big hand, he could only make bursts of whimpers, like hiccups...
Hiccup, commonly known as hiccups...
"Hirab, what if you spit on my hand?
I’ll stuff my fist into your mouth in no time!”
Cassius threatened with dissatisfaction.
Vanguard General Calgar showed no expression at all...
He was just telling the truth.
To be continued...