229 Part of the truth! Everything Vorusk made! (4000 words, this chapter is very important)
The process of giving the medicine bottle didn't take much time, it was just a special trip to the Elders' Temple.
During this period of time, Natasha and Hawkeye have almost understood how to use return and teleportation. If everything goes well, they will be able to use it in just a few days.
"Worusk, how are you doing over there?"
The beard on Bulkesso's chin trembled and he asked Warusk.
By the way, he moved his shoulders. He was a little bored during this period.
"That kid was thrown into the secret realm by me. Judging from his appearance, he has power in his body."
Warusk sat upright on the broken throne and spoke smoothly.
"Are you talking about the power of thunder? Don't tell me that you can't see that there is not much difference between him and the hammer of the Son of Odin. He is still somewhat lacking compared to that hammer."
Bulcaisel looked at Rorschach walking towards him and talked to Warusk casually.
"Ancestor Bulkesso, I want to enter the secret realm."
Rorschach opened his mouth to enter the secret realm to fight.
This young man's pursuit of strength is much stronger than other recruits.
"Are you sure you want to go now? I can tell you in advance that what you are about to see this time is Leoric's imitation, the first holy king created."
Bulcasso frowned and spoke to Rorschach seriously.
Back then, Bulcasso met a difficult demon at this time. Although that guy was not Leoric, the name of this demon was the Holy King!
This is an imitation made by Diavolo after stealing the power of other hell demons. Although it is not that blasphemous to life, the strength of the Holy King is still difficult to deal with.
Even if this holy king is just Diablo's trial product, it is much more difficult to deal with than the enemies Rorschach has seen before.
In particular, this holy king has already mastered a small part of Leoric's power through Diavolo's imitation.
"The Black King's March" and "Skeleton Strike".
That kind of fighting style that displays the pure power of the Skeleton King cannot be easily resisted.
This holy king was far from being as powerful as those that appeared later, and was just Diavolo's attempt to study Leoric.
Even now Rorschach is still in great danger when facing that monster.
"Can you tell me more?"
Rorschach looked at Bulkesso, playing with the hatchet in his hand.
Although the new recruit's hand ax was a bit light for him now, as luck would have it, he didn't get a better weapon.
"The Black King's March and Skeleton Strike, when you see the big skeleton about to release an attack with strong pre-action, avoid it. Make sure you see it wave the staff three times or stand still for two breaths without any action.
Go up again."
Bulcaisel simply hesitated before telling Rorschach the news.
As long as Rorschach gets that secret, he will be able to grow without any hindrance.
Getting stronger is inevitable.
Bulcaisel just wanted to ensure that Rorschach wouldn't die before reaching that moment,
"The March of the Black King" is one of Leoric's trump cards. He wields the Mad King's scepter three times in a row, each time carrying power enough to destroy everything.
If this power wasn't so powerful that even Leoric himself couldn't control it, leaving him with the weakness of stiffness, then Leoric would definitely have a chance to overthrow Diavolo.
There is no problem that the Seven Demon Kings of Hell are stronger than Leoric, but the most powerful thing about Skeleton King Leoric is the power that blasphemes life itself.
As long as everything is alive, it cannot be ignored when faced with this kind of power.
Whether it is Bulcasso or the Great Demon God Diavolo, once they are hit by Leoric, they will be left with injuries that are difficult to heal.
Even if Rorschach only needs to face the experimental Holy King, the power of blaspheming life will only have a little breath.
This challenge is still dangerous, but it is not a fatal dilemma.
"In that case, let me go."
Rorschach glanced at Bulcasso, and then said without hesitation.
Bulcaisel walked outside the door of the Temple of the Elders, and Volusk dispersed several other people.
The secret realm of Bulcaisso is not suitable for outsiders to pay attention to, and it is best not to stay near it.
Bulcaisel punched the stone pillar, and it was still the golden and scarlet portal.
Rorschach walked in without saying a word, ready to face the challenge.
It's not that long before he knows the truth. At most half a year, at the speed of his growth, he will be able to touch the secret realm that no one wants to talk about.
"Bulkess, I have no intention of questioning you, but I still want to ask you, are you sure he is the person you are waiting for?"
Warusk looked at the slightly different secret realm portal and asked in a low voice.
"Although I can continue like this, I can't continue to become stronger like this. Malthael needs someone to face him, and now, I am the only one left."
Bulcaisel lowered his eyes and spoke as if talking to himself.
In the shelter, there is no need to worry too much even if Bulkeso cannot defeat those hell demons.
After all, the Nephalem were not alone.
But now, when it comes to actually facing Malthael, it seems that he is the only Nephalem in the world who has this opportunity.
"Tch, you are always worrying unfounded. Or do you think Rathma can't hold back Malthael? Or do you think you are the only one in the world who is Bulcaisuo?"
Warusk deliberately spoke in an indifferent tone.
The Bulcasso in front of him inherited the wasteland suit from the original ancestor, but he did not inherit the original pair of swords.
What was damaged in the battle with Malthael was nothing more than a pair of imitations that were infinitely close to the original ones.
If he had given the weapon his own legend, it would not have been damaged in battle.
The original legend has always been indestructible.
"I don't care, but I know Malthael's arrival will not be too late. After all, Rathma himself is not as kind as his priest."
Bulcaisel shook his head, remembering the joke about why the Necromancer was not popular.
The adventurer said: "I lost my brother, and I swear to take revenge!"
His companions began to take the oath together.
"My sword is with you!"
"And my magic!"
"My fist!"
At this time, the Necromancer stood up, what could he say?
"And your dead brother!"
Most of the time, no one can accept the way the Necromancer fights.
In addition to the eerie fighting style, there is also their position that is difficult to explain.
The power to confuse life and death is itself very dangerous.
The existence that truly desecrates life and confuses the boundaries between life and death is called Leoric!
Rasma himself is more elusive than his fellow priests, and his purpose is unclear.
The nephalem of the Necromancer profession have finally gathered under the banner of justice and are fighting for the survival of mankind.
But only Rathma has never left any legends about the battle. He is powerful but only obsessed with exploration. No one knows what he is looking for.
He is more like a spectator and never participates in the war.
"Whatever you want, death can't kill the dead soul twice. Our life has ended, and Malthael can't do anything to us."
Warusk fumbled for the gravel hammer on his waist and said calmly, but his face didn't look very good.
Death is the end of life. If you want to bring death to the existence standing at the end, that is not what the authority of death can do.
Unless Malthael receives full authority over life.
"But he can ignore your existence. The dead cannot violate death itself. You may know what death is better than me."
Bulkesso glanced at Warusk.
Leiko was standing not far away watching the exchange between the two of them, her fists clenched.
As the second-generation Immortal King, Volusk was the strongest Nephalem in the era of his existence, no matter what profession he was a Nephalem.
Even other powerful beings cannot see his back.
There was no mage named Li Min when he was alive.
If the Seven Demon Kings of Hell dare to fight Volusk head-on, they will only end up defeated and sealed.
But even such a powerful Warusk died in the battle.
His opponent is not demons and angels, but the rule of death itself.
Warusk's arrogance caused him to ignore the help of higher heavens and directly rejected the idea of the Archangel of Destiny giving him wings of light.
Volusk's laziness is because no one in the world can defeat him, so he can treat everything lazily.
That was the calmness that only belonged to Warusk.
He despised Imperius, mocking Archangel Courage's courage to his face as not worth mentioning, and even made Imperius have no courage to fight in front of him.
He even ignored the advice of the Archangel of Justice, responded to the dissuasion of Malthael, who was still the Archangel of Wisdom at the time, with angry curses, and also threw away the blessing of the Archangel of Hope.
Warusk lost his destiny, hope, courage, wisdom and the favor of justice, and as a life declared war on the rule of death itself.
Warusk's behavior seems to be questioning the authenticity of the world.
Then when challenging the rule of death itself, he failed as a life.
From then on, because Prius looked directly at courage itself, he became obsessed with courage and no longer feared it.
With Malthael constantly searching and thinking in the library, and Tyrael no longer compromising.
Israel said no more, and Auriel no longer gave up.
The existence of Volusk is even more dazzling than that of the first generation ancestors!
Because of his challenge, the barbarian tribe had to face danger.
Orak died in the battle, and Banar died in the battle.
These were all sacrifices he made in order to allow the barbarians to continue after he offended death itself.
The ever-powerful Immortal King Volusk finally turned into a soul and watched as his wife and children all disappeared under the ravages of death.
His son was only one year old at the time. He had no time to create even a glimmer of glory and died in tears.
His wife trembled in the face of death. In order to continue Volusk's bloodline, she prayed to death without dignity and wanted to live.
For this reason, his wife also lost the opportunity to appear on the Holy Mountain.
Harrogath will not shelter the souls of those seeking mercy.
Watching all this happen, Warusk finally lost his original arrogance and changed from lazy and domineering to what he is now.
This barbarian tragedy lasted until Leiko was born.
After Leiko lost her lover, she fought step by step to gain a living space for the barbarians, and finally used her own death in exchange for the pacification of the rules of death at her peak.
The price Leiko paid was the gift of hope.
Only then did the barbarians finally be able to deal with it without being harshly punished by death.
The most powerful barbarians on the Holy Mountain have all fought against death, and so far, they have not won a single victory!
"Death is just a rule that is about to give birth to a will. If you can give it a little more time, then death will be born in the form of life."
Warusk muttered quietly.
Death itself should be like the five archangels or the seven demon kings of hell, becoming the personification of the rules.
But Malthael seemed to have found the location of Death's existence in the Great Library, forcibly erased Death's immature personality, and succeeded in replacing it.
"You should be lucky. If death is really born, then he should be called life."
Bulcasso said casually, reaching out to take it out of his backpack.
Every time he talked about this topic that no ancestor on the holy mountain wanted to mention, he always wanted to get drunk.
"I still feel guilty for what you did."
Warusk whispered:
"Maybe I shouldn't have drank the wine you brewed, so I wouldn't have told those fucking past events."
Warusk showed a rare forced smile, and his strong body looked very depressed.
"In the face of death, isn't this something that has been destined for a long time? When that time comes, I will be able to usurp that authority."
Bulcaisel did not take out the wine, and his treasure was already buried under the ground of the sacred mountain of Harrogas.
"You have to know that no matter how glorious you are and what legends you create, you will not be able to appear on the Holy Mountain of Harrogath after your death."
Leiko handed Bulcasso a bottle of wine, which was the remaining collection from her wedding.
It represents the happiest time in Leiko's life.
"There's nothing to be afraid of, I'm immortal!"
Bulcaisel roared loudly!
"Don't give me the lame excuse that you haven't died since you were born, we all know people die. It's like death is the full circle of life."
Leiko said with a bit of anger in her hoarse voice.
Only Leiko and Volusk on the Holy Mountain know what Bulkesso paid.
People who know all this, even if they search the shelter, will only add the names of Imprius, Tyrael and Leoric, and at most, Israel.
That mad king may have turned all of this into chaotic memories and continued to go crazy.
The next person to know will only be the grown-up Rorschach.
Rorschach is Bulcaisel's chosen successor. If Bulcaisel fails, Rorschach is the next hope.
Bulkesso is also the only barbarian who can choose an heir while he is still alive.
This is Harrogath's will, for barbarians will never forget their hatred!
