Huge roar!
The explosion that had been arranged long ago finally occurred where Barr was.
 The ground began to dissolve little by little, under the huge force!
The rules in Hellboy's body are constantly colliding. The shell created by several barbarians abandoning their bodies turned into the shell of a firecracker under the huge force.
 The roaring at this time is non-stop, like continuous thunder!
During this process, no one can maintain their original attitude to face this destined explosion!
Leiko stood in front of the corpse of the hammer, raised her head and looked at the origin of the explosion with probing eyes.
 She knew very well that everything that happened next was Bulcaisel's business.
“What can I change while I’m alive? Or can’t I change anything?”
 Leiko’s face was covered with a haze.
 The shock wave of the explosion was restricted in direction due to Qualkek's rest.
But even if there are slight changes, in the face of the huge power that breaks out of limits, this holy mountain and city will eventually turn into ruins.
 “The power of fate? It’s really curious.”
Jotun Kule had appeared next to Leiko at some unknown time.
His eyes were looking at the hammer-grinding corpse on the ground intentionally or unintentionally.
"roll!"
Leiko spat out such a word coldly.
 The power in his body boiled again.
Those who know what the barbarians have lost in this so-called "secret" will definitely not feel good about it.
 Canai’s sacrifice, Volusk’s sacrifice!
These are full of regrets!
Even though Leiko has always been at odds with Volusk, her heart is still filled with deep respect for the Immortal King!
Even though Warusk was timid and needed the most arrogant way to cover up these things, everything he did was seen in Leiko's eyes.
“You always hate me, don’t I deserve your respect more than that coward Volusk?”
Jotun Kule was a little dissatisfied.
Who knows what he wants from Leiko.
 He does not look like a guy who does unnecessary things, and his words are always full of profound and implicit reminders.
"you?"
Leiko looked at Zortun Kule with the most contemptuous look she could show.
Hold her arms in front of her body, the legendary suit on her body began to combine with her own aura, showing powerful strength.
“Noble people always do it for others, do you never have your own desires?”
Zortun Kule picked at his nails. Who knows what kind of dirt would appear in a soul's nails.
Perhaps he was just showing off his carelessness.
 “I want you! Get out!”
 Leiko’s voice was almost like a roar.
 The anger turned into the shadow of a bull and appeared behind her.
This time, a weapon finally appeared in Leiko’s hand!
 The Flesh Splitter!
 An ax without any added skills!
 Just hard enough!
 Not even sharp!
 “Flesh Splitter? Was it a toy you used when hunting?”
Jotun Kule's figure floated in front of Leiko, stretched out his head, and pressed his face against the cold ax blade.
It was as if he was not worried that Leiko would chop off his head with this axe, just like the head of a prey.
"I remember that at that time, you always carried the ax on your shoulders, and the ax head was hung on the head of the beast."
Zortun Kule chattered endlessly.
Leiko’s face becomes even more ugly!
 The impact of the huge explosion has already come to them!
 The buildings are disappearing little by little, revealing the bare surface of the sacred mountain that was once covered with snow!
 Except for those ancestors who still have things to do, the souls of the other ancestors have left.
Jotun Kule used his endless mana to prop up a simple shield to block the impact for a while.
 He still has something he wants to hear from Leiko’s mouth!
 “You want to know, fate?”
 Leiko enlarged the Flesh Splitter a little and put it on his shoulders.
 The bull turned into anger behind him has begun to restlessly shake the soil on the ground.
 The bull's head is lowered, and the two horns that are not covered with sword marks are still standing!
 “Of course, the only believer in destiny, or destiny’s, toy!”
Zortun Kule finally showed his strength!
 The mana gathered together to form an image of himself displayed behind him, confronting the powerful bull!
Jotun Kule's power in the form of his soul alone is enough to match that of the resurrected Leiko!
“Are you ready to watch everything happen without being able to do anything about it? No! You won’t! You will just keep fighting and then wail when fate comes!
　At some point, you will just keep complaining!
 Complained that the Archangel restricted the Nephalem! Complained that the Demon King of Hell suppressed the Nephalem!
  Complaining that the world has never been fair to the Nephalem!
Jotun Kule, you have never been free and easy for a moment, and you have never looked away!
 Do you really know what your goal is!?”
 Leiko's courage was stirring, and her body slowly lowered its center of gravity!
 The posture of attack.
Leiko doesn’t believe that she will lose to Jotun Kule!
 Even if she loses, she can accept it calmly!
 The result is the end of something!
 Fate has told Leiko the result countless times in advance.
 And in her attempt to fight, Leiko has also understood what it means to live calmly!
“Then come! See if the glory of the bull you believe in can defeat ‘me’!”
Jotun Kule still doesn’t have the slightest sense of crisis on his face!
 Leiko’s anger took the form of a bull!
 That’s because there is an inseparable connection between Leco’s life and the bull!
Whether it’s Joe Ritz or Canuck!
 Even the ordinary laborers in the Bull tribe!
 Leiko has her own ideas about the Bull tribe and the barbarians!
To be continued...