When Bulcaisel stood in front of everyone, his appearance changed a little.
Although he still has the same face that is definitely not young, it has a bit more stability.
Although Bulcaisel was always relatively calm in the past, he exuded a violent aura all the time.
But now he seems to be more confident than before.
Although the accumulated scars on his body are still the same, at least he doesn't look like a furnace that is about to explode at any time!
The repairs to his body also made his temperament a little more cheerful.
"What did you gain in it?"
Cassius asked.
While asking questions, Cassius kept looking at Bulkesso at this time.
Although it is impossible to determine all the changes in Bulqueso with just the eyes, we can more or less know it by heart.
Barbarians are rarely the type who put their energy into hiding themselves.
"I have gained a legend that belongs to me. Although it is only a part of it, it is indeed a legend that belongs to me."
Bulcaisel glanced sideways at Cassius.
Harvesting a legend was indeed his most significant gain this time, although it seemed a bit fanciful to the ancestor spirits present.
"How did you create a legend when your soul has not been restored to integrity?"
Hailab's face wrinkled together.
The most basic requirement for creating your own legend is the integrity of your "self".
Bulqueso obviously hasn't got everything back...
"That's not important. The important thing now is what's going on with that magic talisman?"
Bulcaisel asked, looking at death.
"That's it. I originally thought you would change everything in this world by crushing me.
But now it seems that your speed is a bit slow, not even as good as those demons."
Death said as if nothing had happened.
"trouble."
Bulkesso spat.
Then he raised his head and looked in the direction of the first ancestor.
"Now that the Archangel can be killed, do you plan to use the power of the Holy Mountain to do something?"
Bulcasso's hand was already on the handle of the knife at his waist!
Ever since he came out, the first ancestor's eyes had been fixed on the heavy weapon on his waist.
"So this is the new legend? Are you Bulcaisel or Volusk now?"
The expression of the first generation ancestor was as if he had seen something outrageous, and he even turned his body a little, looking like he was planning to turn around and run away at any moment.
"It's all nonsense. The new legendary name is called 'Call of the Immortal King Volusk'. You should understand what I mean."
As he spoke, Bulcasso took the knife at his waist and pointed the blade at the nose of the first ancestor.
"So this thing should be regarded as the legend of the Immortal King, not your legend.
But it doesn’t matter, you will eventually create your own legend.
But you don’t seem worried that I will turn around and run away?”
The first generation ancestor asked curiously.
No matter how he thought about it, he felt that he would not become a legendary weapon like Volusk by cooperating with Burqaso.
Although this can indeed help the barbarians have more opportunities in the process of continuation.
But although the first generation ancestors cared about the continuation of the barbarians, they definitely did not regard this matter as their only responsibility.
"Where can you run to?
Is it a high-level heaven? Or a burning hell?
Lilith's will is still in my body, you have no one to rely on."
As Bulcasso spoke, the anger in his body burned a little clearer.
"Before, your body was like a furnace on the verge of breaking. Now it seems that you have completed the repair inside.
This surprised me very much, but you and I both know that this does not make you truly immortal, and the furnace is always a consumable.
Your repair can only delay the destruction of the furnace for a few days."
The first generation ancestor still looked like he was ready to run away at any time, but his words were a little more sincere.
"It seems that only the power here allows you to speak well.
As for my health, it has nothing to do with you.
It is enough for you to know that I still have a lot of authority that I can carry."
Bulcasso said somewhat indifferently.
Around Bulcasso, the ancestral spirits finally figured out what the legend in Bulcasso's hands represented!
“Isn’t this what the first generation of ancestors did back then?
The equipment he forged can carry authority, and the heavy blade in Bulkesso's hand can at least carry death without any problem.
That's Volusk."
Cassius said, "Smash it, smash it."
He was deeply shocked by this incident!
Cole, who fell to the ground and had not yet recovered, opened his eyes wide and stared at the heavy blade in Bulcaisel's hand.
If Cole hadn't been enveloped in anger, maybe he would have shed tears.
"Kole, you and Warusk have different ideas than mine.
So I said you did something stupid!
Do you have any comments?"
Bulcaisel looked at Cole and said firmly.
As an immortal king, he can mingle with his compatriots without any airs, but he can't still laugh and joke when talking about serious matters.
This matter about the ending of the previous Immortal King is not appropriate to joke about at this time.
"I don't have it yet."
Cole simply closed his eyes, not looking at Bulcaisel.
"He is about to cry, or in fact he has already cried."
Cassius's voice couldn't help but lowered a bit.
Even Cassius, who was famous for his bad mouth, could not do something like joking about the latest suffering of his compatriots.
The souls of these ancestors will always expose each other, but those are things that have been a long time ago, and it will not hurt to be mentioned.
"No, Cole is just disappointed.
Isn't this the most direct emotion a soldier can express his disappointment?
The victim gets the tears of his followers, and this is the deepest disappointment of his followers."
Hailabu laughed dryly.
It's just that he quickly stopped smiling. Even Hailab himself felt that this smile was bitter.
Warusk did something stupid, and disappearing is indeed the result he deserves.
But after the existence of Warusk finally ceased to be an ancestral spirit that could act, the barbarians still found it difficult to accept it.
They are just used to things like separation and death, but they are not without feelings.
All people should feel pain and sadness when they feel it too.
"Say a few words, Volusk."
Bulcaisuo frowned and said to the heavy blade in his hand.
"Quack, quack~ Seeing you feel sad about my passing makes me feel that my life has not been in vain."
Warusk's voice came from the heavy blade.
This voice made all the ancestor spirits widen their eyes, even the first generation ancestors.
"Didn't you forge everything in Warusk? Did he become this thing himself?"
The eyes of the first generation ancestors were about to burst at the corners.
Considering that he was the one who first passed on the forging knowledge, he was also horrified by this incident.
"Although you two are both called Bulcasso, I always feel that you are more like the fake one in the first generation."
Warusk sneered mercilessly.
"In terms of strength, you are not as good as the current Bulcaisuo, but in terms of forging, he has also produced works that surpass you.
From today on, the barbarians have only one Bulcaisel, and that is now the Immortal King!"
Volusk shouted loudly as if he was mocking his first ancestors.
"When can we get access to this legendary replica?"
Hailab asked with his teeth bared.
"You can ask Rasuk to start trying to make it. As long as the barbarian holds this legendary imitation, he can try to communicate with Volusk's will."
Bulcasso paused for a moment before continuing:
"I have to go to the Burning Hell now. Gruchak seems to have encountered Malthael.
This time I want to see if the Archangel of Wisdom will kneel down for me in order to survive."
When Bulcasso said this, his face became much gloomier.
That guy Malthael is definitely not just a qualified archangel.
Since the Archangel of Wisdom has mastered almost all the powers of the Archangels and the Demon King of Hell in the past, it is impossible for him to gain nothing!
Maybe Malthael is hiding his clumsiness until now!
Li Min is able to master and create various powers of his own through learning, and Bulcaisel does not think that Malthael cannot do this.
This thing is not something that requires potential!
And even though there is no end in sight to the nephalem's potential, have the archangels ever given everything they have to stand in front of the nephalem?
"That's good, the first imitation of the legend is mine. I will use it to stir up the cesspool after communicating with Volusk's will!"
Herab's teeth creaked.
There is no need to doubt the authenticity of his words, Hailab always means what he says.
"I guess Warusk will not accept your communication application. What I am more curious about now is whether the barbarian has an extra skill or something?
If the Ancestral Summoning summons Volusk, will it summon a weapon or an ancestral spirit?"
Cassius asked thoughtfully.
"This may be regarded as a new rune for the ancestor summoning skill. It will summon a Warusk that looks like a weapon."
Bulcaisuo thought for a while and then said.
This is certainly a good thing for barbarians!
Even if it's just a weapon summoned, that's still a good thing!
In the past, the phantoms of the three ancestors with fighting instincts were summoned, but that fighting method was somewhat crude.
The shadow of the ancestor will also disappear due to being attacked.
But if a heavy weapon is summoned, then this trouble seems to be solved?
"I'm starting to look forward to what this legend will look like after it becomes a set.
When he went out to fight, the three ancestors followed him, and the two immortal kings were held in his hands.
I feel that this will be a fighting stance welcomed by young warriors for a long time.
You can even transform into a berserker's fury form, that's awesome."
Kalqiu couldn't help but say with a bit of expectation.
Combat Master Kalju is the one with the best combat skills among the barbarians.
In the situation he imagined, only he could control the ancestor spirits on the holy mountain in a short period of time.
"Then when will the first generation ancestor be able to cooperate with Bulcasso and turn it into a weapon? I don't think there is much chance."
Hailab said quietly.
But when he spoke, he blocked the retreat route of the first ancestors.
"Don't worry, the first generation ancestor's wish has not come true yet, but he will not run away.
And it doesn’t necessarily require his cooperation to do it.
At least I don’t like having two old guys nagging in my ears while fighting.”
Bulcasso's eyes narrowed, as if to cover up the fierceness in his eyes!
"Haha, are you going to forcibly forge me into a weapon?
Yes, if you can make Warusk what it is now, then it doesn’t seem too difficult to forge everything about me directly.”
The first generation ancestor made an ugly expression on one side.
He knew that Bulqueso was not joking.
He also knew very well that compared to what Volusk did, what he wanted to do was even more unacceptable to Bulkesso.
If it comes time for him to be tried, it is still unknown whether he can retain his will.
"Kahn, you three will guard the gate of the Holy Mountain first.
Then pay attention to the fighting situation of the young barbarians outside. They use a little more consciousness when using the ancestor summons.
As for the three of you, Hyrab, you can do whatever you want.
Anyway, besides Baal, there are few who can put an end to you.
As long as Malthael doesn't act stupid, he won't attack you at this time.
Although I do expect that he will grant you death, just like Volusk did to the archangels."
Bulcasso put away the heavy blade in his hand, hung the weapon on his waist again and glanced at where Li Min was standing before.
He turned around and slashed at the barrier left by Li Min with all his strength!
This is telling Li Min that he has solved the previous matter, and it is also telling Li Min that he has become stronger again!
Li Min can continue to grow according to the strength contained in this blow!
Li Min's talent is the one that really has no end in sight!
"Li Min doesn't need to worry about it?"
Calga asked.
"Auriel, stay on the holy mountain.
I'll be back with the Imprius.
As for Rorschach, you can take a break first.
When I come back I will ask you about your plans or give you a few options."
Bulcaisel did not answer Calgar's question.
He stamped his feet on the spot, and the power on the holy mountain immediately returned to calm.
"First generation ancestor, you obediently return to the Holy Mountain to sort out the energy, and then give the three ancestors power when they need it.
I will consider dealing with you with a slightly better attitude, as long as you don't have time to do anything stupid."
Bulcaisuo's eyes were obviously threatening as he glanced at the first ancestor.
Then a portal to the Burning Hell was opened.
"As for the guy named Nar, don't worry about it for now.
If that guy chooses to throw himself into the burning hell now, he will be seeking his own death."
Bulcasso glanced at Death, his eyes a little complicated.
The next moment he passed through the portal and headed to the outskirts of the Burning Hell!
Although Bulcasso's plan included dealing with the archangels, he had no intention of killing them completely!
The existence of archangels is of profound significance and cannot be handled too hastily!
But Bulcasso is planning to change his plan, after the body is repaired!
Bulcaisel's body can hold a few more authorities, so it seems there is no need to be too anxious!