That means he can’t do anything without letting go! After all, Cassius really plans to hit him directly.
Even if Hailab thought he could resist the feeling of that kick falling on his body, he would not be willing to experience it.
A barbarian who became a legend with his fists would not always have lethality only with his fists.
But it is quite clear that Cassius is a legendary barbarian who is good at using fists.
However, I have never heard any demon say that he is also good at using his legs and feet to attack.
It is not difficult to understand that a legend has some unique skills.
If Cassius's unique skill is to use his feet, it only means that the damage caused by this is particularly terrible.
Only when there are no witnesses can such a secret be kept.
This kind of thing is not uncommon, at least for Cassius.
It's just that the headbutt contest was even.
Cassius's nose was completely collapsed, and it will take some time to recover.
And Hairab didn't seem to be injured, if you didn't look at the way his clothes looked like they had been washed with blood...
The injury healed quickly, but the blood stains would not disappear in a vacuum.
Hellab waved his hand to Cassius.
"Bastard Cassius, I'm going to do something great!"
Hailab shouted loudly.
There was a strong feeling of showing off in his voice.
After all, what he has to do is indeed very important and great, regarding the future of the barbarians!
"Shit Hellab, when you are buried by Olongus, I will definitely help him!"
Cassius shouted at the top of his lungs.
Then he also waved his hand to Hailab.
Cassius and Hylabus left each other, they both have things to do now.
Hellab was going to formulate the issue of the Elders Council, although he did not quite believe what Cassius had heard about the workplace.
First of all, he didn't think Burquesso was a guy who liked to play such boring tricks.
And the outcome of the matter only affects the barbarians.
Another way to put this is that even if you fail, there will be no bad consequences.
The barbarians don't have a group of elders now, but there doesn't seem to be any problems.
Of course, this may be because the living environment of the barbarians is better now than before.
But Hailab also sincerely wants to do the things of the Elders Council well.
It is impossible to form a board of elders with just a few people.
Although it doesn’t require too many people, there should be at least three or four people, right?
It is not reliable to allow more ancestor spirits to become members of the elders. After all, there are only so many ancestor spirits on the holy mountain.
Among them, Banal will undoubtedly become a member of the elders. After all, Banal is the only one who understands the magic of those elders.
Although barbarians rarely use those magics, no barbarian denies the power of magic.
As for the other candidates, Hailab now plans to ask Gruchak first.
If Gruchak is willing, that would naturally be the best.
No barbarian would doubt Gruchak's power. There is no need to doubt this thing.
They have already seen that that kind of power can indeed crush ordinary legendary barbarians.
The power of Gruchak, the god of earth, is certainly enough to fill the position of the barbarian elder.
And he also got something from Volusk, and now Gruchak has become even more powerful.
Although it may still be impossible to defeat the peak archangel head-on, at least it will not be worse than Leiko!
Leiko's sacrifice allowed Lilith to meet Bulcasso in her weakest state. It was not easy to do this.
Over the years, there are only a few Nephalem who have clearly severely damaged the Demon God.
This level of power is the top level among the Nephalem group.
In addition to Gruchak, Hailab originally planned to ask Kahn.
Although the Legend of Ninety Barbarians is a group, there must always be a leader among the group.
Hailab planned to ask who this leader was.
Then try to persuade this leader to become a member of the elders body as well.
If everything goes well, there will be four people in the elders group including Hailab himself.
Although in the past, a group of four elders was considered relatively small.
But at least it's enough to build a structure that meets basic needs.
The purpose of the existence of the Council of Elders is not to shake the authority of the Immortal King, but to share the work that occurs among the barbarians.
The current situation is not bad, the number of barbarians is not too large.
If the affairs of tens of thousands of people were all expected to be handled by the Immortal King alone, then the Immortal King would have no time to do anything else.
The value of a body of elders lies in the sharing of work.
They won't try to use any means to distract from the Immortal King.
On the one hand, it is meaningless. Life was so difficult for the Nephalem in the past, and seizing power is a very meaningless thing.
Just like the unlucky guy Lakis IV, he died in the hands of Er Wu with his determination to fight against demons and angels.
But wasn’t that young boy killed by the Nephalem?
A thing like power is worthless if it doesn't have strong power.
Individual power is enough to change the world and win the most basic respect from high-level heavens and burning hells.
But power doesn’t work…
That's all Hellab's plan has come to mind for the time being, let's talk about Cassius.
As for Cassius, he now plans to talk to Kotur.
He went to complain.
What happened during this period was not something that Cassius could just forget about and didn't need to worry about.
Although the ancestors on the Holy Mountain are good partners with each other, there is still a gap between partners and friends.
Some things can only be said when facing friends, and complaining to a partner is sometimes not a good choice.
Couture grew up with Cassius.
Their deaths also happened one after another, one avenging the other.
The relationship between them may be stronger than the relationship between the three ancestors.
When it comes to just complaining, Kotur, who doesn't like to talk, is the best listener.
And Kotur is also very good at comforting people, at least he won't make people feel angry when being comforted.
Cassius rubbed the bridge of his sunken nose while walking towards the place where Couture usually stayed.
When the barbarians began to go about their business, Karasim in the Sky Temple also completed his communication with Yin Na.
Yin Na is indeed the most powerful among the monks, but she rarely behaves superiorly when facing other monks.
Even though Yin Na can represent the existence of all gods, she has never forgotten that she is just a warrior monk.
If any monk really thinks that he is a god because he has become one of the gods, then Yin Na will make him figure out where he went wrong.
Whether it's persuasion or persuasion, Yin Na can do it.
Karasim looked calm when he walked out of the Sky Temple.
If he hadn't been holding a bowl of porridge in his hands, he might have looked more like an eminent monk.
Monks also need to eat.
As for the precepts, monks also have them.
But their commandments do not prohibit eating meat...
It would be nice to have some food in a difficult place like Sanctuary. Do we still have to watch the meat rot and go to waste?
That approach is too luxurious for Sanctuary.
"Teacher Karasim, it seems that I can establish a stable connection with the gods."
Ms. Shiva stood in front of Karasim and said very calmly.
Communication between monks is mostly simple and peaceful.
Their emotions are often rarely expressed.
Emotions are not the source of strength for monks, it's just that a calm state makes it easier for them to achieve their habit of looking inward for strength.
"Yes, you did.
Then you can become an official monk starting tomorrow."
Karasim said with a pleased smile.
After he finished speaking, he held the bowl and took a sip along the edge of the bowl.
He announced that there was no need to train today, and of course he himself would behave more casually.
This way at least it won't make others think too much.
Ms. Shiva nodded, then turned around and headed towards the back mountain.
That's Craig's original training ground.
Thanks to Craig's own efforts, there are already many simple training tools there.
For example, some strong wooden piles and fixed stones.
Simple punch attacks can help monks calm their hearts.
This is also the process of them finding strength within themselves.
Although Ms. Shiva's talents are more focused on combat skills, she is also very good in the field of spiritual cultivation.
Karasim thought for a while and felt that he could prepare a gift for this outstanding monk.
Successfully communicating with the gods once opens the door to becoming a warrior monk.
Being able to communicate with all the gods stably means that the monk can now go out and practice alone.
Lady Shiva has reached the latter level, and she was able to become powerful very quickly after receiving the bloodline of the Nephalem.
Excluding Craig, Ms. Shiva is the one that Karasim is most optimistic about.
If she continues to be strong, becoming a legend is not that far away.
At least in Karasim's eyes, Ms. Shiva has more potential than Luke and Rumlow.
There are also more opportunities to turn potential into strength.
"My teacher seemed to have given me a rosary at that time?"
Karasim was holding the bowl and talking to himself.
Under the cold wind of the holy mountain of Harrogas, the porridge in his bowl quickly turned cold.
It even brought some ice ballast.
Karasim glanced at it for a moment, and then heat began to generate on his palms.
The temperature in the bowl increased slowly but surely, and it didn't take long for the bowl to start steaming.
A good monk can still use those powers when not using boxing.
Boxing is only the key to mastering power, and monks like Karasim have completely opened the door to power.
Young monks need to hold the key tightly to use powerful power, and mature power should be like Karasim.
"The rosary seems inappropriate. Please ask Bulcasso to forge a set of Dragon Fist."
Karasim made his decision.
The set gloves of Fist of the Dragon not only provide the monk with a powerful increase in strength!
It also has a positive effect on the monks' mastery of internal strength!
Monks who use the Fist of the Dragon all year round can more easily experience the generation and disappearance of internal energy.
Of course, it's not that these legendary gloves have sharpened their senses, but that they will have more opportunities to experience the generation and consumption of internal energy.
The Monk is a Nephalem profession where even if you have no talent, as long as you work hard, you will definitely gain something and become stronger.
Although the threshold for entry is much lower than becoming a spell caster, not many people choose monks.
Every aspect of a monk's becoming stronger requires effort, and talent only makes the conversion of effort into strength faster.
A mage with incredible talent may be able to master great power without having to put in much effort!
At least until their talents reach their limit, mages can become stronger endlessly.
But no matter how amazingly talented a monk is, he has to put in physical effort and spiritual practice.
If mages were asked to evaluate this process, most of their answers would be terrible.
Karasim drank the last mouthful of porridge, then dug a bowl of snow on the ground and held the bowl in his hands.
He touched his backpack out of habit, then took out a handful of finely chopped tea leaves, and then sprinkled them into a bowl filled with warm water.
It doesn't take much heat to melt snow, does it?
As for tea...this kind of tea is generally called high foam...
In an environment like the Sanctuary where it is difficult to eat, tea is also a very rare commodity.
It hasn't been long since Karasim fully woke up, and he has not yet gotten used to the high productivity of this world.
Of course, I didn't notice that there were a lot of good tea leaves among the supplies sent by Wayne Group.
But Karasim doesn't care much about this.
The water in the bowl is already boiling slowly.
The broken tea leaves began to exude the aroma of tea.
Karasim took a gentle sip, then held the bowl in one hand and walked towards the mountainside.
He knew that Bulcasso left the Holy Mountain.
As the teammate who has spent the longest time with Bulkesso, he remembers Bulkesso's aura very clearly.
He had already sent a message to Bulcasso, and the agreed meeting place was halfway up the mountain.
Karasim noticed that there seemed to be a forging workshop over there.
As for whether it would take time for Bulkesso to forge a legendary dragon's fist, Karasim did not consider it.
He had seen the forging process of Bulkesso too many times.
If it was just to complete a certain task, the speed at which Bulkesso forged equipment would make people wonder if he had taken out the equipment that had been forged before from his backpack.
It's just the most common legendary equipment, and Karasim has enough materials in his hands.
This won't take Bulkesso any time.
By the way, while he was forging in Bulcasso, he could also chat with Bulcasso.
For a monk who has just gained the strength to go on a solo adventure, a pair of legendary dragon fists are already very high-standard weapons.
As for better equipment, you can get it from the devil.
Demons are definitely the most popular souvenirs among the Nephalem.
I heard that witchers play a similar game when they are bored.
Each witcher goes to capture a demon and then meet.
Then kill the selected demon in front of everyone, and see whose drop is the best to decide the winner.
This kind of gameplay is very simple and crude...
And it’s very unlikely that there will be any disputes.
If the equipment of the same level drops, you can compare the attributes. If the attributes are the same, you can also compare the number of gold coins dropped.
Anyway, after all these years, I have never heard of a demon hunter encountering exactly the same drop situation.
