The first ancestor said this sentence in a somewhat stiff voice.

The two knives in his hands stabbed hard to the ground behind him.

The light on the holy mountain flashed again.

The first ancestor's two swords were not inserted into the ground to prevent him from continuing to fly upside down... and even gained some strength.

This time it was not Volusk who deliberately went off the rails.

But if it falls on the Holy Mountain this time, the damage it will cause will not be small.

Although it won't be serious, Volusk simply doesn't want the Holy Mountain to be harmed.

The idea is very simple and pure.

Well, he is still a little biased.

After all, if the first ancestor cut off Gruchak's arm, it would be the result of a fight if Warusk were to handle it.

The first generation ancestors could act condescending or even dismissive when facing other barbarians.

But that's his business.

Regardless of whether it is Volusk or Bulqessor, they regard it as their responsibility to protect the barbarians.

They can do things like seeking justice for their clansmen without any psychological pressure at all.

"So the tradition of barbarians is to go astray.

Or a gang fight?"

Israel lay on the ground and taunted.

After he said these words, he glanced at Barr and Imperius...

Then I saw Barr and Imprius both nodded.

"Of course, there are times when you can't take advantage of one-on-one.

Then why can't we fight in groups?

The battle between the Nephalem and the Burning Hell is a battle for survival.

It's not for some ridiculous honor.

Not only barbarians, but other Nephalem as well.

If it weren't for that original savage there would be no companion here.

I'm just afraid that the way of fighting won't be one-on-one.

Nephalem are better at fighting together than demons and angels."

Prius said with a look of approval.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with this kind of thing.

A hero alone is powerful, but such a hero can do more when he has a partner.

Human beings are not the kind of existence that can survive alone.

Israel was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and concentrated on recovering from his injuries.

His injuries were not pleasant.

The previous blow from Bulcaisu's vent almost shattered the balance of the Archangel.

Then Barr gave him a few more blows.

If he wants to recover from his injuries at this time, it will take some time.

"Angels hate the Nephalem, and demons hate the Nephalem.

So, must the Nephalem die?"

Barr muttered very quietly.

But no one cared what he said.

How could the Nephalem die?

The Nephalem's life is so difficult, but there is no reason to die.

Demons and angels simply don't like the nephalem blocking their way.
Chapter completed!