"Even if Leoric is added, you won't be enough for me to fight!"
Leiko roared like a lioness, and her hoarse voice was like the biting cold wind blowing across the grass!
Yes!
Wearing her own legendary suit, Leiko is able to show all her strength before she was born.
Even if it can only be maintained for a short period of time, it is still easy to cook a Volusk without a suit.
Even if you add an unkillable Skeleton King, it won't be a problem.
When Leiko was alive, there was not much difference between her and the peak Volusk.
And now Volusk is a dead man.
The gravel hammer that represents his legend was sent to the dark soul stone on Bulcaisuo's forehead. Now, even with the help of the Holy Mountain, Volusk is unable to fight Leiko.
"Crazy bitches! Didn't I say I wouldn't take action!"
Leoric roared loudly, and the next moment his body was smashed into pieces by Leiko's charge that was faster than lightning.
"I hate barbarians, I hate you bastards who are so bitter and driven into madness! Every time I see you, I will think of my own crazy actions!"
Leoric's bones were scattered on the ground, but his voice began to sound cold and cold!
Being attacked by Leiko for no reason, Leoric has been involved in the disagreements among the barbarians.
There may be people who don't fight back when being beaten, but that person will definitely not be named Leoric!
"crown!"
Leoric yelled at Warusk, and the crown that belonged to him in Warusk's hand flew toward the bones on the ground as if it had been summoned.
"Pauldrons!"
Leoric roared again, and the gusts of evil wind tore a hole in Leiko's decisive anger.
The snow all over the ground turned into solid ice in the blink of an eye, exuding a strong evil aura!
"I knew it, hahaha! Leoric! You say you hate crazy barbarians, but you know, your name is definitely on the list of the guys we hate most!"
Warusk laughed loudly, and the shadow of the Immortal King's suit began to appear on his body!
Even though he had entrusted the original suit to Bulcaisuo, as the Immortal King, he had never become a legend because of that armor!
"ha!"
Volusk let out a war cry, and the moment his war cry resounded throughout the Holy Mountain, the bodies of all the barbarians who stood in his position became swifter.
A burst of orange light lit up on Volusk's belt, and the shock wave caused by Volusk's battle cry was attached to the others!
Ziranik's Chain!
The belt created by the famous craftsman Ziranik for Volusk has the legend of allowing the battle cry to accelerate all friendly units.
Volusk hates endless chases, and the original intention of this piece of equipment was to allow him to get closer to the enemies running around faster.
At this time, this power was also exerted on Leoric!
"Scepter!"
Following Leoric's voice, the Mad King's scepter appeared in the center of his bones!
The Skeleton King, who had always maintained a minimum level of power so that he would not be rejected by the Holy Mountain of Harrogath, finally activated all of his power.
He thought he was right and found his madness!
"Welcome the wrath of the Skeleton King! Leiko!"
Leoric roared for the last time! The terrifying two-handed hammer appeared in front of the skeleton.
The Skeleton King's body returned to its original appearance at this moment, with a cold flame-like brilliance shining brightly on the white jade-like bones!
A huge claw like a wandering spirit directly grabbed Leiko, who had just stopped!
Despair sucks the soul!
Leoric will mercilessly take the lives of his enemies and turn them into his own strength!
Leoric slammed his heavy hammer in the direction of Leiko, and layers of bones were generated from the huge hammer head, directly binding Leiko in place!
Skeleton attack!
Skeleton King has one of the few skills.
Can bring a lot of damage and cause powerful pain to any living being!
This is Leoric's demonstration of the rules of existence itself, so there is no escape!
"clang!"
The huge hammer hit Leiko's helmet directly, and the cold power swept through Leiko's body instantly!
But it doesn't work!
"Disgusting skeleton, it would be best for you to stay in the grave!"
The moment Leiko's voice sounded, she appeared behind Leoric.
The Skeleton King was once again smashed into a puddle of fragments by the violent impact.
"I've suffered more than you can imagine, Skull!"
Leiko said disdainfully, and then kicked Leoric's leg bone far away.
This will slow down Skeleton King's recovery, giving her time to take care of Volusk!
Leiko will not be defeated by such a little pain.
The tenacious will left Leiko with no other distracting thoughts in her heart except love and fighting.
Those subtle emotions that existed were suppressed by Leiko with anger in the corner of her heart during the battle.
Perhaps only a guy like Diavolo can make Leiko express other emotions during the battle. Skeleton King can't do this yet!
"Come on! Come on! Leiko! I owe you a lot, but you have to know that all barbarians owe me!"
Warusk shouted loudly.
Before Bulcaisel was born, he had always been the benchmark for barbarians!
All this time, this lion-like rampant king has been standing in front of where all the barbarians can see!
He sits on the immortal throne in the Temple of the Elders!
All the barbarians after him just followed the path that Volusk took and trudged forward. Except for Bulkesso, no one went beyond his territory!
Volusk! The Immortal King!
He is the strongest pillar in the house!
He is the most solid foundation stone on the Holy Mountain!
"The Ancestors Summon!"
Warusk roared loudly, and his body appeared in a physical form in an instant!
The connection between him and Bulcaisel is far beyond Reiko's imagination.
So he can use the rage of all barbarians to summon himself! The more rage he gets, the closer he gets to the power he had in life!
At this time, there were only a few barbarian ancestors in the entire holy mountain who did not intervene in this battle.
But anger is everywhere!
"Warusk! I will crush your bones with my iron boots, and then plow open your chest with my horns! I want to see if you have even the slightest regret for your past!"
Leiko roared and took her own steps.
The strength of the two at this time is not equal.
It is not difficult to guess the outcome of the battle between Leiko, who is still the same as she was in life, and an evil entity that is just barely condensed, and is still far from its peak.
Leiko's violent collision crashed directly into Warusk's arms.
The ferocious horns on Leiko's shoulder armor pierced Volusk's heart directly!
"I have no regrets! If I have to say regrets, I only regret that I was not strong enough at the time!"
Warusk pinched Leiko in front of him with both hands. The bulging muscles on his arms could show how much strength he used.
But he still couldn't stop Leiko from tearing open his chest.
This body is still a bit far behind.
Warusk used his arms to force Leiko down to the ground.
A huge deep pit was smashed into the ground that Leoric had turned into solid ice.
Ice shards flew everywhere, directly slicing Warusk's face open.
"You are already dead. Dead people should honestly regret their past!"
When Leiko spoke, the iron boots with sharp fronts stepped directly on Warusk's calf.
The blow did not cause much damage to her, but her counterattack immediately caused Volusk's calf to explode into a pool of blood mist.
Just like a boxer's legs may be stronger than they think, because they have to constantly kick and hit the ground to get harder punches.
And Leiko, who is famous for her collision, has the most powerful legs!
Her impact is unrivaled, because she inherited all of the Bull Tribe, and the most powerful strength makes her unstoppable!
"Mass grave!"
The Skeleton King's cold shout came out.
The walls of a tomb shut Reiko and Volusk inside.
What follows is his most powerful attack! The Black King marches in!
The huge war hammer swung from left to right, knocking the two barbarians staggering.
When the warhammer reached the farthest end, as Leoric's bones made a creaking sound, the thick lumbar vertebrae rotated in a twisted posture.
The huge war hammer swung in the opposite direction again!
"Barbarians! I want revenge! But now I hate you for being irrational even more than revenge!"
Leoric said conspiratorially, and the giant hammer fell on Volusk again!
This time Warusk's body didn't shake!
Even though he already lost a leg under Leiko's attack!
"The crazy Skeleton King hates madmen! It's the funniest joke! I will never fall! When I die in battle, I will still stand upright!"
Facing the Skeleton King's indiscriminate attack, Warusk used a powerful headbutt and hit the two-handed giant hammer heavily.
Leco can easily cook Leoric, and he, Volusk, can do the same!
A bell rang, just like the sound of a golden bell used by monks!
The Skeleton King's never-interrupted Black King's march was stopped at this moment!
The legendary weapon Wrath of the Skeleton King shattered like his bones in this stinging contact!
"Worusk, what do you want?"
Reiko continued her anger, smashed Leoric into pieces with a flash of her body, and then rushed into Volusk's arms again.
This time Warusk's body was thrown high into the air.
With one leg missing, Warusk could not use the power of the ground to stabilize his body.
Blood spilled directly from mid-air!
"I died once in battle, but I don't admit that it was a failure! And I am the undefeated and immortal king!"
Warusk did not answer Leiko's question, he still roared loudly in mid-air.
The strong body adjusted its posture with some effort in the air, as if intending to stand and land on the ground.
"answer me!"
Leko's figure has appeared at the landing point of Warusk. This time, Warusk's body was solidified and all his ribs were broken.
But Leiko's neck was also cut open directly by Warusk with the broken arm bone!
"All skills were just prototypes before me, but I made them into a complete system! And you are trying to use what I created to fight me. Even if you are stronger than me now, you will not win.
Yes, because I will not fail!"
Warusk's mouth opened to its maximum, and blood sprayed out as he spoke, dyeing Leiko's face red!
"Ahem! Ke! You!"
Reiko's throat was torn out and she could no longer speak complete words.
Even if he tried his best to open his mouth to question, he could only make a vague sound that was difficult to identify.
"I won!"
Volusk used his only intact arm to grab Leiko's shoulder armor! He also threw one of Leiko's arms in front of Bulcasso!
Volusk has taken away part of Leiko's legend in his own way, and that's enough!
The core of Leiko's legendary suit is the breastplate called Leiko's Heartfelt Heart. But what Bulcaisuo needs now is not a core, but an attack that can tear apart the soul of the Hell Demon King in the Dark Soul Stone.
force.
So this shoulder armor is Volusk’s purpose!
Leiko’s important mission!
This pauldron is the symbol of the battle master among the Bull tribe!
Leiko was ripped off the shoulder of the previous commander who died in battle.
No one still remembers the original name of this shoulder armor, because it became a new legend with Leiko!
"No, Vader has reached his limit!"
Madoc whispered.
Vader's plan originally did not require anyone to sacrifice their soul. As long as the barbarians could wholeheartedly help Bulcaisel climb to the high platform where the gods are, it would not have been so difficult this time.
Sword Master Karn, Kotur, Kanuk and Leiko don't even need to provide any help, as long as they can watch silently like the old general Qualkek.
This was originally a smooth thing.
"I'd rather not leave any traces behind, and I'd rather get rid of them completely!"
Vader's face had become distorted.
His soul transformed from human form to demonic form.
The endless hatred began to affect his soul, and he was now moving in the direction of the devil.
"That's it! Use this power to activate these weapons! Their legends, your souls will become my nourishment!"
Azmodan's voice suddenly came out, and he began to absorb these legends with the help of the demonic power in Vader's soul!
If he can accomplish all this, then he will transcend the category of the Demon King and become the Demon God!
The Demon God of Sin sounds more terrifying than the King of Sin, and it is more in line with Azmodan's wishes!
"What are you dreaming about? Azmodan?"
Andalil, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke.
She already got what she wanted.
The King of Torment finally got what she always wanted to taste, the pain born from her own body!
And now she is finally complete!
Absorbing part of Vader's soul allowed Andariel to transform into a Nephalem!
"I was never your sister! I am the child of the noble Inaris and the original sin Lilith. I was supposed to be a Nephalem!"
Andalil's voice became graceful at this time, and she began to sing slowly.
"I didn't expect you to be standing here~ Let me tell you, how easy it is to lose your friend~
I tore their bodies, cut off their flesh and blood, and put them into the pot piece by piece!
Pour in boiling hot oil and stir-fry with the demonic fire from hell~
Add in fresh chili peppers picked from their farm, and use their blood to make a soup!
Pain will always exist, but it is extremely far away from me.
Use my poison as seasoning, and my emptiness into boiling red soup!
Then, drink them all in one gulp and chant, chanting the painful death~"
Andalil hummed a cruel ditty in a weird tune. As she sang, everyone felt nauseated from the bottom of their hearts.
But Azmodan's absorption of Vader's soul came to an abrupt end!
Vader's soul began to vomit!
The soul began to vomit, and he vomited out all his hatred!
A small, demonic form of him appeared on the ground.
"Azmodan, hello."
Andalil smiled softly, as crisply as a shaking wind chime.
At this time, only Skeleton King can still move!
Even though he had been beaten into pieces many times, he stood up again at this time!
The broken Skeleton King's Wrath also returned to its original appearance, and hit Leiko hard on the waist!
There was a sound like beef being beaten on the chopping board, accompanied by the sound of bones cracking.
Leiko's body was thrown high like Warusk before.
"Damn crazy bitch, I can fight you forever!"
Leoric's voice was filled with annoyance.
He knew that no one could stop Bulkesso from taking the first step to becoming a god at this time.
"Warusk, is this also your plan?"
Leoric asked with reluctance.
Then he was hit in the chest by Kanuk who rushed out suddenly!
Kanuk's charge is gradually strengthening like a war drum being beaten continuously!
On the way, Kanuk kept flying the God of War Orak, and then used his superb charging skills to use Orak as a prop to accumulate strength.
For this reason, he did not hesitate to have half of his shoulder chopped off by Orak's heavy God of War blade!
But Kanuk never flinched, no matter what kind of battle he encountered or how powerful the enemy he faced, he never flinched.
Kanuk's life can be described as "move forward indomitably".
With this blow, Leoric's bones were shattered all over the ground again.
"Leiko!"
Clear blood stains could be seen on Kanuk's head.
Because his shoulder was split by Orak, the evil-proofing shoulder armor was not directly in front of him.
Canuk hit Leoric with his head!
Compared to Leiko, Kanuk is not very powerful.
Even a Skeleton King not known for his strength made him pay a heavy price for this charge.
The moment his collision shattered the Skeleton King, his strong spine was also shattered.
After one blow, Kanuk was paralyzed on the ground, but still shouted out Reiko's name.
Without the protection of the Holy Mountain, the soul of this ancestor would have dissipated along with this risk-taking impact.
"Andalil, I won't thank you!"
Vader said loudly, and then trampled the vomited demon to death on the ground.
The entire holy mountain was emitting a blue light, crushing the demon's soul until nothing was left.
Vader's soul and existence were preserved.
"I don't expect your thanks, I just don't want to see the birth of the fourth demon god."
Andalil said with a brisk smile:
"I will not sit back and watch Bulcaisel become the God of Creation. I have felt the feeling in Malthael's body, and I can clearly feel my own weakness. That feeling can drive any existence crazy.
Even everything Leoric experienced would seem shallow there."
During the time when Malthael was devouring him, both the Archangel and the Demon King of Hell would feel tortured.
It was like being trapped in an endless void, with no reference to time and no ability to speak. Even thinking became a luxury.
After her soul was complete, Andalil finally felt the pain of that experience.
"No, he's done!"
Volusk took off the phantom of the Immortal King suit, dragged his seriously injured body and dug out a jar of spirits from the ground, which was covered in his and Leiko's blood.
"Leiko finally chose to fulfill her destiny. Believers of destiny will never get involved, and it is the same this time."
After saying that, Warusk put the strong drink into his mouth and drank it hard.
"You have great trust in Leiko, or you have never recognized me, but do you know? Leiko is the first person to think of escaping, although she can always defeat the thought of escaping."
Warusk's voice was not loud, but it was enough for all the ancestors to hear.
How could a person who firmly believed in fate have no fear? Leiko just forced herself not to think about it.
Having lost her true love, Leiko had long since lost her faith, so she never stepped out of the framework set by Volusk.
Destiny is a humble word for the strong and an excuse for the weak.
No one knows what Israel was thinking.
No one can even be sure whether fate itself cares about all this.
Does destiny even exist?
If this guy Israel hadn't really appeared in front of everyone in the name of the Archangel of Destiny, Warusk would have even thought that destiny had never existed.
You must know that Israel is also known as the Archangel of Balance. Volusk has always felt that fate is just an excuse for him to maintain balance.
Following Warusk's words, the fighting ancestors slowly stopped fighting.
Except for Kanuk, who destroyed the Skeleton King for Leiko, no one among the ancestors present was seriously injured.
It's time for this to settle down now.
"Andalil~"
Azmodan's last voice finally sounded!
Burqueso finally took action!
Two exquisite heavy weapons that did not look like barbarian weapons appeared in his hands, and then they were stabbed heavily into his chest!
The splashing blood is extremely hot, exuding scorching heat!
The snow on the holy mountain of Harrogath began to melt under this temperature, and the solid ice created by Leoric turned into running water.
The melted snow formed streams and exposed the ground of the sacred mountain.
The grass is still sprouting on the ground, and the flowers are beginning to bloom.
The ground got rid of the shadow brought by death, and the barbarian's fly ash disappeared along the stream, revealing the original appearance of the soil.
"Warusk, you never told me about this!"
Bulcasso's voice sounded, and even with two heavy weapons stuck in his chest, his voice was still rough and heroic.
"It looks like Kanai's Box was activated by you? With my blood?"
Bulcaisuo looked at the scarred Warusk with calm eyes and said.
He has seen everything that happened before.
It's just that when faced with that situation, he couldn't do anything else.
"Otherwise, everything here will be spread throughout the world, and those hell demons will never appear in front of you again."
Warusk responded by slamming the empty wine bottle to the ground.
It is impossible for outsiders to know everything that happens on the Holy Mountain.
The power of Kanai's Box was completely activated, and everything here was completely blocked.
No outsider will know that a "tragic internal fight" took place on the holy mountain of Harrogath, and no one will know that inside the dark soul stone on Bulcaisel's forehead, the hell demon named Azmodan is completely dead.
was destroyed.
"Absorb everything about Azmodan now, Bul-Katho."
Warusk said this to Bulkesso.
Then he watched Bulcasso do something incredible.
He took out the two weapons that penetrated his body from his chest!
The hot magma-like blood began to splash, scattering on the ground and completely burying the life that was everywhere.
The two extremely delicate weapons became tattered due to Bulcasso's rough actions, just like the two swords in the hands of the previous Bulcasso, which became irregular.
"What are you doing? I want Azmodan to completely integrate into your weapon and shape your legend. After you completely turn the Seven Demon Kings into your legend, you will be a god!"
Warusk yelled in a tone of disbelief.
He could not understand Bulcaisel's behavior.
"He wants to use his own body to devour Azmodan and let the power of evil become a part of him. Become the Great Demon God first, and then become the God of Creation? This is a path that Malthael has proven to be feasible."
Andalil said with a strong mocking tone.
Apparently she didn't think Bulqueso could do it.
"No, I want to be myself, not the bastard-like creation god you think!"
Bulcaisel said this, passing all the remains of Azmodan through the blood all over his body!
In the hot blood, the devouring rule tattoo on Bulkesso's chest began to move!
Devour and copy, followed by understanding and making it your own experience!
This is what the Ring of Aikatan has proven to be the strongest path!
If Azmodan still existed, he would surely understand what Bulcaisel's actions meant.
But only Bulcaisel in this world has come into contact with the Ring of Alkatan, which becomes powerful through itself!
It is a path that is down-to-earth and can clearly see every trace behind it.
This road will be full of thorns, but it will also be full of birds singing and the fragrance of flowers!
Standing at a fork in the road, Bulcaisso walked towards the road not chosen by others.
A road not chosen, a road full of unknowns, but one that will definitely leave traces!
"Bulkasso! Do as I ask! You have missed the first step, as long as you continue, you will become the God of Creation!"
Volusk directly dispersed the body formed by the gathering of anger, and when he returned to his soul state, he directly drained the power of the holy mountain of Harrogath and transformed himself back to his complete form.
"You are the immortal king, and I will eventually become the immortal king!"
Bulcaisel inserted the two broken weapons directly into the ground and roared loudly at Warusk.
That kind of pure anger completely washed away the atmosphere left by the battle on the holy mountain of Harrogas.
But it was replaced by burning anger!
"But you are not yet! So listen to me and move forward according to my will!"
Warusk stood in front of Bulcasso. The strong body that was more than half a head taller than Bulcasso exuded a terrifying aura!
"Mardoc, tell the dead Volusk! Will you listen to the rude orders of the Immortal King!"
Bulcaisel looked directly into Volusk's eyes and roared loudly.
No one in the Holy Spirit can defeat Bulcaisel!
Even a living Volusk!
And now that Volusk is dead, Bulcaisel exposed this fact without mercy.
"The Immortal King is the strongest barbarian, and now Bulkatho is the strongest barbarian."
Mardoc ignored him, and he had no intention of answering the question about whether he would obey the orders of the Immortal King.
Bulcaisel knew very well that whether it was Madoc or other ancestors, they all had their own will.
The words of the Immortal King are sometimes no better than farts!
On the cold summit of the sacred mountain of Harrogath, a fart may even produce a cloud of vapor.
And the words of the Immortal King may leave nothing behind after they dissipate.
"But he is not the Immortal King yet!"
Warusk stared intently into Bulcaisel's eyes, but he was not interested in seeing Madoc.
Madoc is just a prop for the tit-for-tat confrontation between Warusk and Bulcaisel.
"Vorusk, I have proven that I can go further than you!"
Bulcaisel's beard began to waver, and the blood on his body continued to flow on the surface of his body along with the devouring tattoo!
Every time it circulates, part of that pure rule will be absorbed into his body, leaving a brand new tattoo on his body surface.
When Bulcaisel completely liberates his soul, he will become the strongest version of himself, powerful enough to ignore the rules.
At that time, Bulcasso no longer needed the title of "Creation God" to flaunt himself.
Because by then the name Bulkesso will become the “strongest” adjective!
"But your ways are simply whimsical!"
Warusk grabbed Bulkesso's beard and roared angrily.
"I am the strongest barbarian! Because the name Bulkesso is the strongest!"
"That's the oldest, the purest! Not the strongest! The Bulcaisel you mentioned was defeated when facing Rasma! Now I don't even know if consciousness exists! Shirtless tie!"
Warusk roared angrily!
"Sure enough, you know the news about the origin of that barbarian, but you never said it!"
Burkaiso punched Warusk in the face, and held Warusk's hand holding his beard with his other hand. The angry breath kept washing over Warusk's body.
Bulcaisel didn't want to lose a beard because of his heavy punch. After all, the beard would not be restored by potions.
"Also! Call me Bulcasso! This name is the strongest now!"
"Asshole! Asshole! You young fool who is less than a thousand years old, do you know the power of experience?"
Warusk kicked Bulcaisuo in the abdomen, but only made himself take a few steps back in an awkward posture.
The dead Volusk didn't even have the strength to shake Bulcaisel's body after experiencing Leiko's torture.
"Experience is to prevent young people from going astray, but my road ahead has long gone beyond the scenery you can see!"
Burkaiso directly pressed Warusk to the ground and spoke to him word by word.
"I accept your kindness, but it is me who chooses to sacrifice, it is my own will! No one is forcing me, no one can force me!
Now, you were an old antique who was almost two thousand years old when you died! Just calm down for a while and watch how I completely devour the Demon King of Hell bit by bit!"
The moment Bulcaisel finished speaking, Azmodan's remaining power was completely swallowed up!
On his back appeared a ferocious devil's horns forming an inverted cross surrounded by black roses.
Azmodan, the Lord of Sin.
His understanding of sin seems a bit romantic.
"Without the legendary weapons created by Azmodan, how are you going to crush the souls of those hell demons? Do you want us to dedicate a few legendaries every time to help you get through the Dark Soul Stone!
You just made this choice in a hot head! Now the barbarians can only do this kind of thing for you again!"
Warusk still roared relentlessly.
The Dark Soul Stone was forcibly opened, but the guys inside were still restricted.
These barbarian ancestors dedicated their legends and the brilliance of their souls to create this miracle.
It would be easy to just open the Dark Soul Stone, but that would not completely crush those hell demons.
"Now I can use time to slowly devour them. I have obtained the rules of devour!"
Bulqueso said without any hesitation.
This place is shrouded in the power of Kanai's Box. Without Bulkeso's permission, Kanai's Box will not dissipate this power.
This is Bulkesso's authority as the only user of Kanai's Box.
The addition of every rule makes Bulkesso even more powerful.
"But that is an unknown road. Can you really do it?"
Warusk burst out such a sentence from between his teeth, and the raging anger could still be seen in his eyes.
"Is there someone who was at the forefront of the path you arranged and told you that you should do this?"
Bulcaisuo looked at Warusk firmly:
"Is it the first-generation barbarian? What else do you know?"
Bulkesso probably understood why Volusk was so angry and determined.
It seems that the first generation of barbarians chose such a path.
That guy is also good at forging, so he can use this method to explore further roads ahead.
"Let me guess? Bulkatho's solemn oath was prepared for Belial? As for the blood of warriors? His purpose is Imprius?"
Bulcaisel looked at Volusk's face, he didn't want to miss any possible traces.
Volusk is not as good at telling lies as he is, but Volusk is indeed a guy who is not very good at hiding his thoughts.
"Gudong~"
The sound of swallowing came from Leoric's skeleton body.
All this was so exciting that he felt that he might be silenced.
The history of the country of Khanduras is somewhat short, and it has not yet come into contact with the secrets of those who existed in ancient times.
"So, Bulcaisel's wedding ring is Azmodan? The kind of rule that devours life force?
The eliminated weapon in Holy Price is Tyrael? The guardian of the tribe is Auriel?
So who are the children of Bulcaisel? Is it wisdom? Or is it fate?”
Bulkesso kept pressing Volusk, and Volusk's wild hair like a lion's mane fell down smoothly, and his heroic spirit could no longer be seen.
It was obvious that Bulqueso in front of him had guessed a lot of things.
And it’s extremely close to the truth!
"Okay, how far has he accomplished this journey? Or what rules did he get?"
Burkaiso tried to read more information from Volusk's face, but now Volusk closed his eyes and said nothing with a straight face.
This method is enough to prevent Bulcasso from getting any more information.
As for leaving, Warusk's dignity prevented him from fleeing in embarrassment.
"Well, since you choose to do this, let me ask a few final questions."
Bulcaisel put the two awkward weapons that were burned by his blood on the ground back into his backpack, and finally turned his attention away from Warusk's face.
"Is he righteous? Is he observing all this?"
Bulqueso asked one word at a time. The most important of these two questions was the first one.
And if Warusk is unwilling to answer such a question, it is no different than giving an answer.
As for the second question, it needs to be considered only after getting the answer to the first question.
"He is righteous and upright. But he is also philanthropic."
Warusk said this with great difficulty.
He didn't lie.
"He ultimately failed due to Rasma's interference, but this path is the closest to success!"
Since he had said so much, Warusk relaxed a little and revealed more news.
Facing Burquetso, concealment will only bring more troubles, and the best choice is to bring everything to a staged end.
Warusk's answer is already clear.
The original barbarian did not observe everything. Apparently after being disturbed by Rathma, this being was seriously injured.
Although I don’t know how he made the Hell Demon King and the Archangels seem to have forgotten everything he had done and not mention a word, it is obvious that what he did may be closer to success.
"Vasily, you should know this name! What happened to him?"
Bulkesso asked.
Vasily, the most original ancestor of the Druids.
Brothers of the original barbarians.
There has been no news about this existence for a long time, and the news of his death even spread throughout the world.