Although I couldn't directly see what was happening on the Holy Mountain at this time, Bulkesso, but the energy fluctuations that were being generated through the barrier in front of him still made him realize something.
At least he could realize that a battle was taking place in the Holy Mountain.
"Bulkasso, if you left a trump card in the Holy Mountain that would be effective at a critical moment, I would be very curious about how you arranged it.
Could it be that you are actually a prophet? You just never told us these things?"
Li Min asked with a smile.
Her perception of energy is superior to that of Bulkeso, which is probably an ability that spellcasters need to possess.
As a spell caster, you must at least ensure that you are aware of the power you control, otherwise spells can easily cause danger.
But as mature spellcasters, they would not make such a mistake.
Most of the guys who have this kind of problem have died in battles with demons.
How could one mistake be tolerated in the battle of life and death?
"I'm not a prophet, and I don't have much to do with fate."
Bulqueso frowned and denied.
Li Min believed it, because there was no need to lie about this kind of thing.
Moreover, Bulcasso would never lie to his partners, and he would just remain silent in response to some difficult questions.
"The one I can think of as your back-up man is probably the monk in the Holy Mountain. If I remember correctly, you and Karashim did make a special trip to the Holy Mountain of Harrogath.
It’s just that you never talked about what happened at that time.”
Li Min has already thought of this.
After all, this kind of thing can be hidden from the ancestor spirits on the holy mountain and Volusk, the second-generation immortal king, but it cannot be hidden from Li Min and others who have seen these things with their own eyes.
Moreover, it is not a secret that there is a sky temple on the holy mountain. Perhaps Volusk has never thought that the person who stops him will be a monk.
He probably just didn't expect that the person standing in front of him would be Karasim!
"It was Karashim, but I didn't tell him what to do."
Bulkesso shook his head.
At that time, it was just a little preparation in advance, and it was not a specific arrangement for anything.
Even Bulcaisel himself did not expect to place his hopes on Karasim at this time.
"So Bulcasso, can you say something about the aura of hope in you?"
Li Min asked.
But Bulcasso frowned and said nothing at this time.
"Okay, I know this is a difficult question for you. Now I just want to know where Auriel went."
Li Min asked.
…
On the Holy Mountain, just when Karasim was about to take action directly, Archangel Auriel of Hope slowly walked over.
Her appearance will certainly surprise the ancestor spirits present.
When Auriel came to the Holy Mountain, she did not avoid their sight. Of course, Auriel could not avoid this.
But according to the thoughts of the ancestral spirits, Auriel is definitely not the type to get involved in this matter.
First of all, Auriel has no reason to take action against the barbarians, nor can she destroy the power that has been accumulated for many years in the holy mountain of Harrogas!
Admittedly, it would have been possible for her to do this if she were an archangel, but Auriel planned to entrust her child to the Holy Mountain.
As long as Auriel is not a madman, then she will never provoke the barbarians at this time.
For a rough barbarian, it is not such a difficult decision to kill the enemy!
"Archangel of Hope? So what exactly happened during the time when I accepted Bulcaisel's help?"
Karasim had a strange expression, he was obviously confused about the current situation.
"Auriel, in your eyes, how much hope do I have of fulfilling my wish at this time?"
Warusk asked Auriel with the fury of a berserker.
Auriel is hope itself, so she can determine many things through the degree of hope gathering.
"I can only say that this has nothing to do with me. I only show up to remind you that I am not unchanged."
Auriel's tone was particularly strange.
She no longer has the kindness as an archangel of hope, nor the determination as a mother.
Auriel like this made Calcio frown, but Calcio didn't care much.
He believes that hope lasts forever, but he also believes that success depends on yourself.
"Auriel, if you just want to talk about this, I suggest you go back to the roadside of the house to hide from the wind.
The wind on the sacred mountain of Harrogath can sometimes hurt people more than a knife."
Kalqiu said somewhat rudely.
"I understand that very well, but that has nothing to do with me standing here."
Auriel nodded to Kalju.
"So what is your purpose? To stop our plan to make a decision? Or to intervene in the conversation between the barbarians?"
Warusk asked.
He would not look down upon an archangel, even if the archangel didn't act like an archangel.
Volusk was not the hateful barbarian he was when Mount Arreat was destroyed.
Nor is he like Leoric, a hateful monster who didn't get help from angels when he encountered misfortune.
If anything, the archangel in Warusk's eyes is just on the same level as him and represents some kind of beautiful guy.
Warusk has no intention of staying away from the archangel, nor does he have any intention of getting close to him.
If there is a more specific connection between Volusk and Archangel, it is probably because Kanai will find an opportunity to teach Israel a profound lesson.
"No, I just appear here, maybe it represents hope."
Auriel spoke slowly. Such ambiguous words made Warusk a little angry.
"Listen! Auriel! I don't care what you think, and I don't need to explain it to you!
As long as you keep quiet, I will tolerate you listening on the sidelines!"
Volusk looks very scary now.
As he became angry, the angry posture of the berserker, which was already large enough, seemed to swell a bit.
"Warusk, you are awesome.
It is possible to display such huge and powerful rage of a berserker without being angry."
Carl Qiu sneered on the side.
"I'm not going against tradition!"
The anger contained in Warusk's voice made Kalju realize that this made Warusk lose control of his emotions.
"If you don't restrain your emotions, I'm afraid Banal will be pinned to the ground by you."
Calga yelled a little eagerly.
Only then did Warusk notice that Banal, whom he had pinned to the ground, had not moved for a long time.
Just when he released his hold on Banal and planned to get closer to see the situation, a heavy punch hit him directly in the face.
"Damn it, I thought Barnard was normal."
Anda Kurgas said with a breathless smile.
"This may be the first time he uses it in battle after fully mastering the Berserker's Wrath Stance.
Have you forgotten what it was like when you transformed for the first time? There was nothing but anger in your head."
To be continued...