Bulkesso left the barrier guarded by Li Min and Nazbo.
Although he was not very satisfied with such a result.
But for now, there really isn't much that can be done.
As a non-spellcaster, most of the powers he masters are fighting skills.
It was indeed a bit overwhelming to ask him to study something that Li Min couldn't figure out for the time being.
In the end, spellcasters like Li Min did not come up with an immediate solution to this problem, but could only spend time continuing to study.
In this case, the best choice for a layman like Bulquesso is to admit the current results.
When Bulcaisel stood on the ground outside the barrier, the soul sent by Natsubo also got into the ground and began to sleep.
Bulqueso could only look at the voodoo doll at hand, feeling helpless.
"Honestly, Nazeebo should be the loneliest Nephalem, even if he is accompanied by countless souls.
But he always seemed out of place."
Bulkesso said casually.
"I don't know much about it, but I feel like he's enjoying being alone?"
Clark said.
"Then our next destination is to find death?
Or try to find your body through some means?
To be honest, in my opinion, no matter how powerful the body is, it will eventually decay.
It's a natural cycle."
Bulcaisel and Clark shared their own understandings that were not necessarily correct.
Although Clark's soul already possesses the ability to think, it is still far from complete.
Facing the question raised by Bulqueso, Clark just shook his head.
I don’t know whether he refused to express his thoughts or whether he denied Bulcaisel’s knowledge.
Bulcaisel smiled. Of course, he would not show enough trust in Clark right away.
But Clark has been recognized by Nazebo, so he is credible.
Bulcaisel's doubts only focused on the extent of Clark's power.
"Let's go, go back to the Holy Mountain of Harrogas with me first, although no one may be able to handle the situation of your soul.
But on the sacred mountain of Harrogath, at least your soul will not be diminished."
Bulqueso said.
The holy mountain of the barbarians was formed by countless souls gathered under the call of the name "Bulkessor".
There are some other methods, but those things are not that important.
If there was no intention to re-establish a sacred mountain, there would be no need to describe those processes.
The most important thing for the barbarians to build the holy mountain was not the procedures, but the name "Bulkessor".
Countless souls sleep in it, and then surrounding "Bulkessor", the power gathered by those souls can prevent the soul's power from leaking out.
This is probably the biggest benefit that outsiders can get from the sacred mountain of Harrogath.
"I heard Nazbo say before that you should deal with Rorschach's problem after coming here.
Although I don’t know who Rorschach is, but since Nazbo said this, it should be an important matter."
Clark said.
He was thinking about Bulkesso.
Clark never wanted to be an accident in someone else's plan.
He doesn't like to cause trouble to others.
"It's not troublesome, it's just a matter of portal."
Bulcaisuo explained briefly, and then directly opened a portal.
One step out and you are back in Harrogath.
"Hey Bulcaisel!
You have to take care of Talik and Korik!
Those two bastards promised to come and change shifts, but they haven’t shown up yet!”
When Bulkesso appeared in front of the gate of the Holy Mountain, Kahn's complaints came directly.
Obviously, Talik and Kolik did not take over Kahn's goalkeeping job on time.
"This is indeed a problem. How about I guard it for you for a while while you go catch them?
Anyway, in a one-on-one match, you will definitely win."
Bulqueso said very casually.
He still has things to do, but there is no need to rush in a day or two.
"Then I'll go."
Kahn was not polite, waved his hand and left the gate of the Holy Mountain directly.
He took out a wine jar from his backpack and threw it to Bulkesso.
This is a small thank you to those who helped me.
"Clark, can you drink the way you are now?"
As Bulcasso spoke, he moved a stone from the corner.
Clark is still the size of a voodoo doll, so sitting on the ground is not convenient for small talk.
"This stone may be older than me. I remember that Talik seemed to have brought it from the Holy Mountain of Arreat."
After putting down the stone, Bulqueso took a few shots.
Then he placed Clark directly on the stone and sat on the opposite side.
"I don't know, but I think it should be okay?
At least Natsubo made the facial features when he helped me create this temporary body."
Clark stretched out his little hand and looked at it.
This feeling is really weird.
Bulcaisel glanced at Clark, then broke off a very small piece from the stone in front of him.
Then he took out a dagger and made a dent in the small piece of stone.
This is not difficult at all, Bulkesso is not only proficient in the craft of forging.
He also mastered some of the skills of a gemstone craftsman.
Although it does not have the ability to create legendary gems, there is still no problem in cutting and synthesizing gems.
This is all fine work.
Clark's body was too small at this time, and it was really inconvenient to use a wine jar.
Making a wine bowl is the best solution.
Bulcasso patted the wine jar, and the wine vibrated into a splash of water that fell into the small bowl.
Clark reached out and picked up the bowl, then took a sip.
He didn't know whether he could drink or not.
The result was good, Clark could feel the taste of strong liquor.
Burquetso and Clark drank one glass after another.
At this time, the sound of the battle between Kahn and Tarik was also heard on the Holy Mountain. From the sound, it was clear that it was quite fierce.
To be continued...