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1086 The Unfair Under Fairness(1/3)

 Gruchak set off on the road to Khanduras after saying goodbye to Volusk.
He did not choose to use the portal, a faster way to go to Khanduras, because he was unable to do it at this time.
You should never choose a risky method when carrying valuables, and portals are actually a somewhat risky method of movement.
Even though the power of space has been utilized by the Nephalem, there is still danger in it.
Even Bulcaisel will not use the portal during the battle. Although it may not have any impact on him, he still will not choose such a risky way to act.
And Gruchak is even more so!
When Gruchak arrived in Khanduras, he met Kahn head-on.
"So what are you doing here?"
Gruchak had a headache.
He still remembered Volusk telling him not to meet other ancestor spirits, although Volusk did not specifically warn him at the time.
"I came out to relax. You went to the Temple of the Elders for treatment before, right? Did you recover from your injuries so quickly?"
Kahn was a little surprised.
He learned about Gruchak's situation from the mouths of Andakulgas and others.
Of course, it also includes the part where Gruchak is the God of the Earth.
"It's just a little injury. Why do you all seem to think that I will die from that kind of injury?"
Gruchak relaxed a little. Apparently Kahn didn't care about the secrets in the Elder's Temple, but was more interested in his request for money.
"If I was injured, then of course I don't need to worry to that extent. But you are different. Even if Volusk personally took you away, your injury is of course more serious than what we know.
After all, you fought a fierce battle with Baal, and the battlefield was still a hellish place like the Burning Hell."
Kahn looked at Gruchak up and down for a while, as if he was looking at some monster with pride.
"I don't like the look in your eyes. Although I'm not as violent as Hairab, I will still punch you in the face."
Gruchak felt very uncomfortable. He had used this look to look at other beings before.
For example, he once looked at a dying demon like this.
"Of course, of course. Although the status of the three ancestors is special, it is still far behind you, the God of the Earth."
Kahn shook his head, and then moved out of the way for Gruchak to pass.
"If I'm not wrong, the current Burning Hell probably doesn't have the power to attack you, so why are you so cautious?"
Kahn asked garrulously.
"For the sake of those archangels who don't know what their attitude is, if my luck is bad, I might have another fight with Massa Yin'er here."
Gruchak glared at Kahn, and then squeezed past him without ceremony.
The position where Kahn stepped aside was open enough, but Gruchak did so anyway.
This is a bit childish, but it also shows that he doesn't take this matter too seriously.
A joke that is too much for strangers, but it is just right for two barbarians who are familiar with each other.
"Awesome, I also want to try what it's like to fight against an archangel."
Kahn shook his head and said from behind.
It's just that his eyes were a little cold when he spoke. Among the archangels, Malsayil was the most hostile to the barbarians, followed by Tyrell.
Kahn really wanted to learn the skills of these two archangels.
"Are you... also one of those ninety-tenths?"
Gruchak suddenly turned around and asked.
"What did you say?"
Kahn was a little confused.
"Nothing, I just suddenly thought of this question."
Gruchak turned around and left.
Kahn watched Gruchak walk away until he reached a position where his voice could never be heard.
"So how much did that guy from Warusk tell him?"
Kahn said to himself.
Obviously, he is also one of those ninety-tenths!
The fighting style of the Ninety Barbarians is actually very obvious. They are all barbarians who are good at telling and cutting.
Among the legendary barbarians on the Holy Mountain, there are actually quite a few who are good at this fighting method.
Among the three ancestors, Korik and the deceased Madoc are both good players.
But the three ancestors cannot be one of the ninety barbarians. Although the years of their birth are long enough, they are not old enough.
"Olac, your passing has turned me into eighty-nine. This is a very regrettable thing."
Kahn whispered softly.
The arrow standing at the front among them is always Orac, while Kahn and Anda Korgas are the ones who follow Orac most closely!
As for the other Ninety Barbarians, they are unknown.
Ninety Barbarians is their name, and they don't need their own names.
Even among the Ninety Barbarians, whether it is Orak or Kahn, they do not need to remember their names, as long as they continue to charge, it is enough.
"But fortunately, your successor is getting stronger little by little, and she is becoming a little too much like you, although this is not necessarily a good thing."
Kahn turned to look at the battlefield of young warriors and said softly.
Jessica looked more and more like Orak, and Kahn was a little worried that this young warrior would lose himself in the process.
Of course a person would not live just for himself, but it would also be wrong to live only for others.
Barbarians are very open-minded about this. As long as they are fighting with demons, the desires in their hearts are irrelevant.
Fighting against demons is fighting for space for human beings to survive.
Not doing bad things is their simplest requirement, and everyone has done a good job in this regard.

Gruchak had already reached the door of Leah's tavern.
He raised his hand and didn't knock it down for a while, because he felt Leoric's breath in the room.
"Come in, savage."
Leoric invited naturally.
"I'm thinking about whether I should give you more time to get along with you. After all, I don't seem to be in a hurry."
Gruchak said after pushing open the door.
"Our time will not be rushed. Gruchak, I remember your name."
Leoric and Gruchak greeted.
However, he did not know the identity of Gruchak, the God of the Earth, but Leoric had already seen Gruchak's ability when Rakanos was raging.
That is not someone he can despise, so he still needs the most basic respect for the strong.
"Okay, I'm here to bring Leah the stones of burning hell, although your and my strength should be enough to protect Leah from being affected.
After all, she now has the blood of a stag flowing through her body."
Gruchak glanced at Leah.
Leah's body was built with Bulcaisel's own flesh and blood. If Gruchak is present, the barbarian's bloodline power can resonate to a certain extent.
As long as the impact cannot break through Gruchak's defense, it will not affect Leah's state.
But Gruchak is not so optimistic!
He also remembered that there was a gift from Diavolo in Leia's soul. If both existences had an influence, he was not sure whether he could protect Leah's soul.
To be continued...
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