"The time I spent in this place was really too long, so long that no matter how much I thought about it, I couldn't imagine what changes had taken place in the outside world.
But the good news is not without it. After all, demons die at the hands of angels every moment, so it’s not that I know nothing about the changes outside."
There was a sigh in Vasily's tone. No one knew how he spent this long period of loneliness as a Nephalem in this secret realm where demons were everywhere and angels could only be seen occasionally.
But it is commendable that he still maintains his sanity now.
"We have reached the point closest to victory, and perhaps this result is what you want to see."
Oleike's eyes looked a little strange, and he was obviously still feeling awkward about his uncle pretending to be his father.
"Closest to victory?"
Vasily frowned.
He never expected to get such an answer. Although he was not a pure defeatist, he still couldn't imagine what the evaluation of "closest to victory" meant.
"Bulkessor's power has surpassed that of Malthael, and even Malthael is extremely powerful now."
Orek replied subconsciously.
"Bulkess? My brother?"
Vasily's expression became even weirder. He didn't know that Orek would call his father by his first name.
"Not my father, but a junior Nephalem.
He inherited my father's name as a savage, and he did not dishonor all the responsibilities and honors that name brings."
Only then did Oleike realize that the same name as Bulcaisuo and his first ancestor caused a trivial trouble, so he quickly explained.
"Junior? This is really good news.
If all subsequent Nephalem cannot surpass us, then the future of the Nephalem will be really gloomy."
Vasily said with a smile on his face.
He didn't care if he was the most powerful Nephalem, as long as the future of the Nephalem was better than what he had experienced at that time, it was enough.
"In fact, there are not many Nephalem that can rival you. After all, neither the Archangel nor the Demon God can watch the Nephalem grow so easily.
We have indeed endured a lot of hardships to get to this point, and at this time, I only came here to give Bulkesso a greater chance of winning."
Orek said quietly.
He could see from Vasily's face how optimistic he was about the Nephalem's situation, but that was definitely not the case.
"How many tribesmen are there now? Is there 100 million?"
Vasily felt from Orek's answer that this was not such good news.
The number of 100 million was already Vasily's question after thinking about it again and again.
You must know that the Nephalem were already spreading in Sanctuary while they were still alive, and the number of people at that time far exceeded tens of billions.
It's a pity that as long as the number of nephalem remains at a countable level, it is far from being comparable to the high-level heavens and burning hells.
"Less than a thousand people."
Orek gave a vague answer with some embarrassment. In fact, the number of Nephalem outside was not even a hundred.
"With this number of people, you tell me this is your closest chance of victory?"
Vasily's face instantly darkened.
He didn't think that Orek would lie to him about this kind of thing, he was just worried about whether Bulcaisuo had collected the blood of all the tribesmen to become the strongest person in Orek's mouth.
Although Vasily himself knew that not all Nephalem were good people, and not all Nephalem were willing to fight for the clan.
But if Bulcaisel gained his current power by sacrificing his tribe, then he would have to do something.
"Contrary to what you think, Bulcaisel has never harbored any ill will towards your tribe in your short life.
In fact, even compared to you, the lives of his own kind in his hands are insignificant.
The Nephalem faced the current situation because the power of the great demon that Malthael had swallowed before, and even integrated the power of other archangels into his own body.
Then he destroyed Sanctuary."
Orek's expression was also very ugly at this time. The disaster brought by Malthael was the main reason for the Nephalem to reach this point.
In Orec's view, even the fact that Tyrael detonated the World Stone was not worth caring about.
After all, the victims at that time were only barbarians on the holy mountain of Arreat. The Nephalem who died on other battlefields can even be said to be the most normal way of death for Nephalem.
But the last thing Malthael did actually destroyed the foundation of the Nephalem's existence!
"He is destroyed!?"
Vasily's expression instantly became complicated and difficult to describe.
"Yes, but because Bulcaisuo repelled him who only swallowed the Great Demon before he got the power of other archangels, Bulcaisuo and the Holy Mountain of Harrogas appeared in another world.
By the way, the Holy Mountain of Harrogath is a holy mountain belonging to the barbarians that Bulkatho rebuilt after the destruction of the Holy Mountain of Arreat, and it is also the Nephalem's last resort at this time."
Orek spoke slowly.
"By the way, you know about the destruction of the Holy Mountain of Arreat, right?"
Oleike asked.
Vasily had already turned into a beast when the Holy Mountain of Arreat was established. Even if he knew nothing about it, it was normal.
"I have seen many barbarians in the secret realm before, so I know about the attack and defense of the Holy Mountain of Arreat."
Vasily curled his lips.
Those barbarians said that they died at the hands of the devil, which cannot be regarded as a mistake, but the most direct cause of their death was Tyrael's detonation of the World Stone.
Oleike heard this and did not ask any further questions.
Except for Vasily, he saw no other Nephalem in this secret realm, let alone barbarians.
Under such circumstances, Orek could also wonder why he didn't see other Nephalem.
He has seen the Demon King in this place, and those Nephalem killed by the explosion of the World Stone would not have much chance to survive in this secret realm.
The Emotion Demon King he met before was plotting against him when he met him. The other Nephalem could not easily survive in this place even with Vasily's protection.
Orek was even grateful that the fighting inside the Burning Hell had never stopped, otherwise the number of demons he saw after entering the secret realm would never have been so rare.
If there was no internal fighting among the demons, then he might not even be able to find a place to stay when he entered the secret realm.
"This world is largely occupied by us, and most of the people who represent authority in this world have become our strength."
Orek said.
He needed to inform Vasily in front of him of some more specific situations, and the "we" in his mouth did not refer to just the Nephalem.
That includes high-level heaven and burning hell.
"Sounds like a not-so-bad situation, but don't tell me you're killing people in this world."
Vasily's face turned gloomy.
He was the one who respected life the most among the original Nephalem, otherwise he would not have become the ancestor of the Druids.
He will not stop hunting, nor will he stop war.
But he will never endorse any senseless killing!
"Of course not, there are humans in this world, and the Nephalem stand on a broad human standpoint."
Orek knew he had to answer this question.
It's true that Vasily is a druid, but druids don't have a good temper either.
A group of guys who are looking for a balance between human nature and animal nature. Even if they value life very much, they are not weak guys.
"So the overall situation outside is that there are less than a thousand Nephalem chasing endless angels and demons?
Don't tell me that all the Nephalem outside have the power of you and me."
Vasily had more and more questions in his mind.
"Of course not. In fact, the demons of the Burning Hell are still causing massacres in this world, but the existence of Bulcaisel gives us the closest chance to victory in a long time."
Orek continued.
To be continued...