Of course Yin Seril's face doesn't look good.
After all, what he is going through now is really embarrassing.
What Bulkesso did was to sit on his head and shit, and then ask him for a piece of paper...
But what's even more uncomfortable is that he doesn't have any reason to refuse.
Because the conditions for all this have been agreed upon from the beginning.
In this process, any small means can be accepted, it is just a game between each other.
But both parties will complete what has been agreed upon to the letter.
Yinseril had to do these things well even just to maintain the dignity of the High Heaven.
"certainly!"
Yin Theriel's tone was not very good, but Bulcaisuo didn't care about it at all.
As long as things can be done well, Bulquesso doesn't care whether the other party's attitude is reasonable or not.
The light on Yin Seril's body became more intense, and bursts of blue light shone on the holy mountain of Harrogath.
It didn't take long for the gate of the Holy Mountain to be completely integrated with the energy of the Holy Mountain.
At this time, Bulcasso glanced at the throne in front of him.
Then he raised the gravel hammer in his hand again, and then smashed it down!
The anger in Bulcasso was finally driven to its peak! The fire shot into the sky!
The blue light belonging to the Archangel of Balance was broken by the fire!
This time the heavy hammer fell on the throne, and it did not make the same roar as before, but it was like ringing a big bell!
The anger and the energy of the Holy Mountain were completely merged together, and the anger and the power of the soul were entangled and turned into the image of a blazing flame!
After this hammer, the throne was directly formed!
The original colors of the various materials on the throne are still there, but there is no longer the feeling that it was barely put together before.
The red of anger, the white of soul, the luster of metal, and the endless majesty!
"Haha, this thing is already considered a legend.
But the first legend you, the immortal king, created for yourself was actually a throne?
Although this thing is more powerful than any legend I have ever seen, how do you use it?
It might be a good choice to use it as a blunt instrument to hit people."
Warusk on the side said joking words, but his words were full of respect.
At this time, Bulcaisel truly established his authority on the sacred mountain of Harrogas!
That throne is his authority!
"This throne will stay here until the next immortal king pushes me away like I pushed you away.",
Bulcaisel's words were rarely spoken in a calm manner.
There was no hesitation or any emotional fluctuation.
Some are just calm and a bit expectant.
"Also, if the purpose of cultivating an heir is just to make him become the same as yourself.
So why waste time?
If they can't surpass us, that would be the saddest joke."
Warusk said as he rubbed his face where he had been hit by a hammer.
There is still a little bruise there.
"Okay, Yin Seril, I'm very satisfied with the deposit you gave me.
Then let Barr hand over part of his authority first.
You can take a short break during this time.
I promise you that you can take food from any campfire on the sacred mountain of Harrogath.
Of course, I still won’t consider you a friend.”
Bulcaisel said to Yin Seril, who was already a little tired at this time.
These words are enough to make people angry.
It's just that Yin Seril only took a deep look at Bulcaisuo and left the Temple of the Elders on his own.
He knew that he had completely failed in this calculation.
This time, he failed to obtain any benefits for High-level Heaven and himself.
The plan to lay some foreshadowing on the Holy Mountain of Harrogas also completely failed.
The only thing that wasn't considered a failure was that Bulcaisel loosened the seal on his soul a little.
But this is only good news for that guy Diavolo.
It makes no sense for high-level heaven!
Next, he needs to think carefully about what he should do next.
When Yin Seril finally walked away, the door of the Elder's Temple was closed heavily.
Then the wild laughter of two barbarians came from the empty hall!
"This was a superb performance. Maybe we won a big victory."
Volusk stood up from the throne where he had been swept aside.
With a satisfied smile on his face.
Although he still can't leave the Holy Mountain of Harrogas, it doesn't matter.
He doesn't like running around.
In the years since his death, this guy has never left his throne.
It is enough to be able to recover to his peak strength and be able to move freely on the holy mountain of Harrogath.
In the following days, it would be enough for him to have a little idea about the operation of the energy of the Holy Mountain.
He doesn't need to worry about other things at all.
"It's just using Baal's influence on the archangel.
This is nothing to brag about.
If this matter is handled by Masa Yin'er, we may not be able to calculate him."
Bulcasso also put away his smile slightly.
Just the raised corners of his mouth still betrayed his happy state.
"If it were Masa Yin'er, that guy would never come to the Holy Mountain of Harrogas.
Because as long as he appears, you will definitely solve him.
He only has a chance to save his life when he's alone with you.
As long as there is any witness, you will kill him at all costs.
Who is it that he is the archangel who has the deepest hatred against the barbarians, and you are the immortal king?"
There was a profound meaning in Warusk's words.
He obviously knew that Bulcaisel had been in contact with Massayir before.
That's why I said such words at this time.
"If I'm not wrong, wait until Yin Seril returns to the other side of death.
It's almost time for Massayir to take action against death.
It’s a pity that I can’t personally participate in this matter.”
To be continued...