"You mean, you plan to hand over the Time Stone to me?"
Burkeso looked at Gu Yi in front of him and asked in a somewhat fucked-up tone.
 Then he looked up at the sky and saw that it was soon time to distribute the rewards.
 It’s just that Bulkesso is a little uninterested now.
“Perhaps I can bring you a watch, or a desk clock too.”
Ancient One looked at Bulcaisuo and spoke in a very calm manner.
 Compared to having the time stone in his own hands, perhaps Bulcasso is more trustworthy.
 When a person is too powerful to be limited, then the only thing that can limit him may be his morality.
 At least for now, it seems that Bulkaiso's morality is still protected. Moreover, it is impossible for Jotun Kule to snatch anything from Bulkaiso's hands.
 The ghost of a powerful ancient Nephalem, that's just a ghost.
Different from the ancestor spirits who rely on everything on the holy mountain, even if he can move around without restraint, he cannot break through the limitations of his current body.
 Infinite power cannot be swayed in large quantities, otherwise it will hurt the fragile soul.
This situation sounds like a joke.
 “Let me think about it first.”
Burkeso glanced at Leiko who was watching the show and felt a little irritable.
 Before, when Andalil was constantly interfering with his thoughts, he had never been as irritable as he is now.
 Making hasty decisions may not necessarily lead to a wise outcome, and rabbits killed on tree stumps may happen by chance.
 Compared with "doing it", it is reasonable to think about it a little bit.
 Just don’t think blindly.
“I think it’s pretty good. I mean the clock part.”
Leiko smiled and nodded towards Gu.
 Her interruption made Bulcasso, who was already having a headache, even more uncomfortable.
 Leiko expressed her attitude, this is very troublesome.
 After all, ignoring Leiko’s opinion is not a good choice.
 What’s even more troublesome is that once someone questions Leiko, Kanuk will definitely appear from somewhere.
 The Canuck is more responsible than the hunting dog.
 “I’m not a trash can, why do you always have to hand all these things to me?”
Bulkessor stamped his feet in annoyance, expressing his dissatisfaction to Warusk below the ground.
Thinking about it carefully, after he made the initial choice, it seemed as if he had been pushed forward by a pair of hands.
 There seemed to be little choice along the way.
 On the way to becoming stronger, Bulcaisuo had no time to observe the scenery. All he could see was disgusting flesh and blood and stumps.
 In this fucked up world, every normal person who can still think is precious.
 There are too many people who think too much and are driven crazy by themselves.
 “Okay, I said nonsense.”
Burkeso took a deep breath, then took out Qualkirk's bitter wine and poured it into his mouth angrily.
Now he may be able to understand some of Qualkek's bitterness better.
There is no choice at all, unless we give up the fight and give up our existence as a flag.
 The ancestors knew very well that Bulcasso would not give up.
 That’s why I trust him so much.
 What can you gain by giving up?
Perhaps in today's world, if you give up your efforts, you can get a warm bed that won't criticize or complain, but in a place of refuge, giving up is choosing the most miserable way to die.
 As long as you are a warrior, few will give up.
"I will give you a clock. I think it would be a good choice to place it next to the throne of the Immortal King."
 Gu Yi said with a smile.
 A tacit understanding between a mage and a barbarian.
The Time Stone cannot be thrown on the ground like a stone. There must be a vessel to hold it.
 A watch is a good choice, and a desk clock is also great.
 At least these things will stop Bulqueso from looking up at the sun or moon to judge the time.
“Say it in advance! I won’t be like that guy sitting on the throne every day. Day or night, no matter the cold or heat, it’s like there is nowhere to go but the throne.”
Burkeso slapped his thigh and roared, spilling some of the bitter wine in the earthen jar in his hand.
 The wounds on the body that were not easy to deal with burst open again.
The force he used was not small at all. If he hit Luke this time, he would probably have to pray that the medicine bottle could be used.
 Instant death, other than being beaten into a pulp, Bulcaisuo really hasn't seen much of it.
 Even Rorschach's head was shot before and he was still able to save it.
 Worusk is now a guy who must not be named, which is even more fucked up.
"No one will rush to the throne of the Immortal King to act wild. Unless it is your child."
Leiko laughed twice.
 Looking a little sad.
  She thought of her own child, which was another tragedy.
 Leiko’s children were raised by others.
 Haven’t even tasted breast milk.
Because Joriz died a little hastily at that time, Leiko could only drag her body after giving birth to hold up the banner of the Bull Tribe.
 Children are Leiko’s pain.
This is also something that fate revealed in front of Leiko early on.
 “It’s a terrible show, and we are the actors.”
Burkeso shows signs of gibbering.
 He took the blood bottle from his waist with some stiffness and poured it into his mouth.
 Then silently poured the last bit of bitter wine into it.
Bulkessor expressed Leiko's anger and stuck the mountain-splitting ax in his hand heavily on the ground.
 The end of the ax is thick enough to hold Qualkek's bitters.
 “Let’s think of it as commemorating Qualkirk.”
Burkeso said in an unintelligible voice.
 It's just that the expression on his face is a bit complicated. This is not an expression that would be shown simply to commemorate someone.
Perhaps bitterness can bring more aftertaste, or maybe after getting rid of bitterness, sweetness will come into your heart more easily?
 Sabbath has always been just a modified term.
 Rest in peace also means passing away, and gradually no one will remember the person's name.
 “Nice idea, transfers the risk to the barbarians.”
Zodun Kule was floating high on the Holy Mountain, thoughtfully observing everything happening below.
  He did not hide his gaze, and he also believed that Bulcasso knew what he had done.
But the current situation is not bad.
To be continued...