Rasma did not appear to be condescending.
As the guy who turned the Necromancer profession into the "Priest of Rathma", Rathma will not bow his head easily.
Although he has made mistakes in many things before, Rasma will not lose his confidence because of this.
"Kelik, continue to watch the door howl, I will take Rathma to the Temple of the Elders."
Tarik also teased Kolik by the way, and Kolik just gave Tarik a finger in response.
The gatekeeper today is Kolik. This was a decision made by the two of them after guessing.
As for that guy Kahn, because he didn’t help Tarik and Korik beat up the first ancestors before,
So Kahn was unilaterally expelled from the ranks of the three ancestors by Talik and Kolik for one day.
Well, actually Kahn didn't want to be stupid with these two guys.
Swordmaster Karn is a kind of serious barbarian who doesn't like to play around with his friends.
"Next time when I play guessing, I will follow your example and give the opponent an eye-sealing punch first! Then I will say that I have won when the opponent cannot see it."
Korik sneered and shouted behind Tarik.
Talik didn't care and took Rasma directly towards the direction of the Elders' Temple.
"Your relationship is much better than I knew."
There was a bit of envy in Rasma's eyes.
He also had this kind of feeling in the past, when he was just a Nephalem who was not naturally powerful.
His brothers and sisters had this feeling when they got along, they were noisy but very harmonious.
"We have a good relationship, so maybe we haven't been together long enough? Time can wear away all the good feelings, and it can also keep the past self in the past forever."
Talik said noncommittally.
"Time is the most terrifying force. Maybe the archangels are not as close as we think?" Rasma sighed.
"I don't know much about Archangels, but I still know one thing.
That is, archangels never fight each other, but this is not the case with Nephalem, and I don’t know who started it.”
Talik said.
He doesn't know? That's a lie. He knows very well that the original fight between the Nephalem was caused by the first ancestor, who killed Vasily.
As for whether Rathma was involved or not, Talik didn't care at all.
"Yes, the way the archangels get along is something that the Nephalem cannot understand no matter what,"
Rasma continued talking about this topic without any reaction.
"You are really a boring guy. You are miserable and resentful all the time. You don't have any hobbies, right?"
Talik said in this rude way.
This remark was a bit rash.
"I like to attend carnival banquets. You should know that the Necromancer has a set of legends related to banquets."
There was no fluctuation in Rasma's voice, which made Tarik feel a little uncomfortable.
As for Ramos's hobby of attending banquets, Talik had heard a little about it.
“Burning Mardi Gras Ball Costumes?”
Talik stuttered a little and said the name of this suit.
"Yes, I like to stay in an environment where no one cares about each other's identity."
Rasma's tone was a little dazed.
Tarik couldn't help but twitching at the corner of his mouth. He really didn't expect that this guy Rasma would have such a hobby.
This is no longer a category that can be described as lonely.
"I think if you don't pretend to be unknown to everyone and go to the dance, you might make some good friends."
Talik advised from the bottom of his heart.
"Look into my eyes and say it again?" Rasma looked at Tarik with eyes colder than the dead and said.
Tariq just looked at Rasma for a moment, then turned his head away with his mouth twisted.
The psychological impact of looking at Rasma was a bit big. It was not dangerous, but awkward.
That feeling of knowing that the other person is a living person, but it feels like looking at a corpse.
Talik immediately knew why Rasma was withdrawn, although there was a high probability that Rasma would not care that he was withdrawn.
"You win. There is the Temple of the Elders in front of you. Bulcasso has just come back and he is inside."
Tarik immediately changed the subject.
When there is no need to fight, these barbarians are quite easy to talk to.
Even quite easy-going.
The only one who was very serious among the barbarians was the deceased old general Qualkek.
Most of the other barbarians are loners, so they don't have the discipline of the old general Qualkek.
"This is Rasma. A guy like you would actually come to the barbarian territory."
Just when Rasma and the others were about to step into the square, a contemptuous voice sounded.
Needless to say, only this bastard Hairab spoke in this tone.
The ancestral spirits of the barbarians are already very familiar with each other, and it is no big deal to recognize people by their voices.
They can even know the identity of the person who made the war cry by listening to the war cry, and can even convey some simple information from the war cry.
Only barbarians have this ability.
"I think that since I appear here as a Nephalem, I should be able to receive courtesy from the barbarians."
Rasma said expressionlessly.
"Of course, anyone who can walk to the Holy Mountain of Harrogas by himself will be treated with the most basic courtesy. It's just that I personally don't like you, so you don't have to worry about it."
Hairab said and waved his hand.
Rasma did not comment on this, he knew that people are different.
Just like some people like coriander, some people can't tolerate it at all.
He didn't have anything to say about this. After all, Hailab just showed less enthusiasm and didn't even make a disparagement.
"Israel just left, and you came again. I have never seen barbarian territory so popular before."
Hailab said in a somewhat exaggerated tone.
He was trying to test Rasma's intention, at least to know if there was any connection between him and the higher heaven.
"In fact, when the barbarian territory is most popular, angels, demons, and Nephalem all gather together to celebrate."
Rasma said expressionlessly.
"Huh? When?" Hairab's curiosity was aroused by Rasma's words.
"When Tyrael detonated the World Stone, the two Demon Gods, the Archangel of Justice, and other Nephalem were watching the battle."
When Rasma finished speaking, Hailab's expression became particularly ugly.
The battle on the Holy Mountain of Arreat was nothing to be happy about.
The feud between the barbarians and Tyrael was also forged at that time.
"You damn can't speak."
Hailab said a little discouraged.
"It sounds like you are very good at talking."
Rasma responded angrily.
Being teased like this by Hailab, Rasma relaxed a lot.
To be continued...