The next day, Bulcasso stood up from the floor and opened the door of the blacksmith shop.
It's not that the place the mages arranged for him didn't even have a bed, but that as a barbarian, he would never deliberately look for a place to sleep in a place without danger.
Most savages lie down and sleep wherever they feel tired.
Being able to return to the blacksmith shop and fall asleep again was the result of Bulcasso's concerns about his identity.
You must know that after cutting off the head of the great demon Diavolo, Bulcasso fell directly on Diavolo's corpse and slept for a day.
Those rescued angels even thought that he and the great devil had perished together.
After becoming the new king of the barbarians, Bulcaisso began to pay attention to his behavior. At least with the thoughts of the ancestor spirits, he learned to go back to his room and sleep again.
For Bulcaisel, who was physically stronger than expected, there was basically no difference between sleeping on a sword and sleeping on a mattress.
So he never cared about this.
"It's another brand new day, and it's rare to see a clear blue sky."
Bulquesso stood at the door and looked at the sky. No matter what time of day it was in this remote park, there were very few people there.
For a barbarian, this may be a good thing.
"Your Excellency Bulquesso, I heard that you were a little angry yesterday?"
Gu Yi's voice came at the right time. This great woman was holding a box in her hand, which contained some food and a brand new tablet.
After all, the mages are all connected to wifi in the Himalayas, so it doesn't seem strange to prepare an electronic product for Bulkesso.
"Oh, I'm not angry anymore. You don't have to beat around the bush to test me. As long as I'm not provoked, I won't cause anything unmanageable in this world."
After Bulcasso glanced at Ancient One, he turned his gaze back to the rising sun.
In the world of Diablo, although there are changes between day and night, due to the massive invasion of hell, the entire world is shrouded in sulfur-like smoke.
He hasn't seen the sun for a long time.
"Then do you need me to do anything else for you?"
The ancient mage put the things in his hands on the ground and walked to Bulcaisuo's side.
The previous communication between the Supreme Mage and the Barbarian King has ended, and now only the Ancient One and Bulcaisel are here.
Conversations don't need to be so formal and careful.
To ordinary people, Master Gu Yi is considered tall, but next to Bulcasso, she looks particularly petite.
"You don't have to do anything. You just need to keep busy. I will gradually get used to this world."
Bulcasso didn't look at the people around him, he just stared at the sun.
"It's already the fourth day, and the sun looks magnificent no matter what time it is."
Bulcaisel had tried his best to speak in a gentler tone, but his voice was still a bit harsh.
Habits developed over decades of fighting are difficult to change in a few days.
It was as if Bulcaisel's body was in a state of being able to draw weapons and start fighting at any time, and this habit had remained deep in his soul.
"Then, we won't bother you anymore in the future."
Ancient One followed Bulcaisuo's line of sight and looked at the sun in the sky.
To Ancient One, the sun was still the same as before, unchanged.
Of course, no matter how magnificent it is, it will not cause any waves in Gu Yi's heart.
"Let's do this." As he spoke, Bulcaisuo took out a large handful of gold coins from his backpack and handed them to Gu Yi.
"This is the currency of my world. It seems to be a precious metal? Could you please help me exchange it for the currency of this world. I will give you one-tenth of the reward. This is a request from a friend."
There are definitely a lot of gold coins in Bulkesso's hands. If converted into US dollars, it should be enough for him to live in this place for several years.
Eating, sleeping, and forging, these are the only three things Bulcaisuo can do now, and it's really hard to cheer him up.
He has not found anyone in this world who can evenly compete with him. As for the mage Gu Yi?
Bulcaisuo could feel that compared to him, Ancient One was still a lot worse. In other words, he had not touched his position at all.
Apparently Bulcasso's somewhat slow brain, belonging to a barbarian, completely failed to notice the miracles displayed by the Time Stone.
But that's not important, the Nephalem's power never reaches its limit.
"By the way, I found that the fighting style of mages in your world is quite similar to that of barbarians."
Bulcasso said unintentionally.
After all, compared to the mages he knew who were constantly moving instantaneously and using arcane elements, these mages who just used mana to conjure weapons for close combat were really incomprehensible.
"I'll give you a weapon, you try it."
Bulcasso pulled out an oriental long sword-style weapon from the furnace and handed it to Ancient One's hand.
This was modeled after the legendary weapon Yinjian. He did not use the materials brought by Bulkeso from the world of Diablo, but was forged from the metal native to this world.
Although it does not have the same magical power as the original Yin sword, it seems that because of Bulkeso's unique forging technology, this sword has a super ability to transmit energy.
No matter what, simply using a weapon condensed with energy will not produce a better effect than filling a physical weapon with the same energy.
As long as the weapon is not made of a material that rejects energy, the weapon's function will not be replaced.
This could be regarded as some good intentions from Bulcaisuo, but his disgust for the mage still prevented him from expressing his gratitude to Ancient One.
Ancient Yi held the oriental-style long sword that still had some warmth left in it and made two simple gestures in front of him.
Her movements are skillful and her swordsmanship is absolutely superb.
"I really didn't expect that your forging skills could be so amazing."
"Didn't I say that I am the best blacksmith?"
Bulcasso said loudly, and then took off the bottle from his waist.
Just when he was about to bite the tip of his tongue, Gu Yi stopped him.
"Then as a friend I should return the gift."
Gu Yi stretched out his hand and opened a portal. Behind it was a wine cellar of unknown age.
"Here are the wine cellars I discovered when I was young. I hid them well and now they belong to you."
With a peaceful smile on his face, Ancient One reached out through the portal, took out a bottle from the wine and handed it to Bulcaisuo.
"I'll bring them all to you later."
Gu Yi bowed slightly as a farewell to Bulkesso.
Then her figure passed through the portal and left the somewhat hot blacksmith shop.
"This mage is much more comfortable than Li Min."
Bulcasso complained about the young mage who always had trouble with him, and turned around and returned to the house.
"Just kidding, can those mages in this world be considered mages?"
"The fighting style of grabbing weapons and rushing forward is more like a barbarian."
"How about taking these mages to the Holy Mountain of Harrogas to see if there are any who can be recognized by the ancestors? The barbarians can't end with me."
Bulcaisuo cursed and said, he didn't know what the original world had become now.
Is it like the original plot, where the nephalem received help from those souls and were able to withstand the threat of death?
Have you ever trapped that bastard Malthael in the depths of the Chaos Fortress and beat him up?
"The Dark Soul Stone has been chopped into pieces. No matter how incompetent those guys are, they can't defeat Malthael who has lost the power container of the Hell Demon King, right?"
Thinking that Malthael was originally an archangel of wisdom, Bulcaisso was still a little worried.
"Forget it, I can't go back to that world, so why bother thinking about it so much."
Bulcaisel shook his head and returned to the furnace, pulling out a new piece of metal. This time the material he added to the metal was called Breath of Death.
This kind of material is of course more valuable than the three colors of white, blue and yellow, but this thing can never be used alone.
To say it is a forging material, the breath of death is more like a glue specially used to integrate various powers.
Whether you are adjusting equipment attributes from the Mystic or using the power of Kanai's Box, there will never be a shortage of materials like Breath of Death.
Bulcaisel's weapons, the heavy weapons that inherited his name, have reached the end of their forging process.
It's just an attempt at forging. Bulcaisuo's double swords are the weapons of the first generation of the Immortal King, and this time he wants to forge his own, the second generation of Bulcaisuo, the third generation of the Immortal King.
The glory of an immortal king.
When they were actually forged, he wanted to call them "The Death of Bul-Katho" and "The Wrath of Bul-Katho".
If given the chance, he wanted to fight Malthael again with his own weapons.
"If I could, I would put anger and death into the mouth of that damn angel of death!"
