354 Noble sacrifice is the privilege of the strong
"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.
At least in the barbarian territory, Jotun Kule still has some face.
Zoltun Kule cares about the power of the Time Stone!
Even more important than collecting the blood of the Nephalem.
The original Bulcaisel will not leave the barbarians, but when will he appear?
Jotun Kule is very curious.
According to Zoldun Kuller’s investigation, that guy is not a character who obediently gives everything he has to himself.
That kind of possessiveness may be much stronger than what Warusk showed.
At another place in Harrogas, Johanna looked at Steve in front of her with some curiosity.
Time will definitely leave traces on existing things, this is what her teacher once said when teaching her.
Johanna can prove this with the wrinkles on her face, it’s true.
But Steve can feel the traces of nearly a century of time on his body, and his face and physical condition are still young.
Having come into contact with the humans in this world, Johanna will certainly not use her own inherent views to view the humans in this world.
Humility is also a virtue of the Crusaders. Unfortunately, this humility only appears in places that have nothing to do with combat.
When fighting, this group always has a "let me go" attitude.
“What do you think is sublime, Steve?”
Johanna looked at Captain America in front of her, took a closer look at the shields that had been turned into pieces, and frowned.
Most of the shields of the Crusaders are special tower shields, and round shields are difficult to meet the combat needs of this group.
Moreover, compared to flails and swords, shields are a bit weak as weapons.
Performing one’s beliefs requires rougher means.
“Sacrifice is noble.”
Steve’s tone was very calm, which reminded Johanna of the atmosphere in the Temple of the Brave.
Those guys sound like this most of the time.
“Noble sacrifice is the privilege of the strong. When you are weak, accepting protection and doing what you can will make you do your best.
Steve, what would you do when you face a more powerful enemy?”
Johanna asked with curiosity.
Even though Steve has gained her recognition, the understanding has only just begun.
Moreover, Johanna learned from Bulcasso’s mouth that Steve was stepped on by Diavolo.
She has no reason not to worry.
It is difficult for outsiders to understand the feelings of people who are enveloped in fear and despair.
Perhaps at this time a pill of venlafaxine is more effective than the comfort of someone who cannot empathize.
“I will fight. After all, fighting only requires courage, not strength.”
Steve raised his head, his blue eyes seemed to be shining.
“Then tell me, what did you think when you faced Diavolo?”
The power of law has risen under Johanna's feet, ready to provide Steve with a rough psychological treatment at any time.
Rough means pain, and there is no guarantee of absolute effectiveness.
Even within the Crusaders, they feel powerless against this kind of thing.
At the moment when faith is shattered, it would be considered a good outcome if everyone just notices it.
In a world filled with demons, there are also many corrupted Crusaders.
And they are more deadly than those demons whose attack methods are relatively simple.
If there is any group that has the most corrupted people, it is probably the Crusaders, Paladins and Templars.
“I saw the mother and son I wanted to save, and I don’t regret it. Although I’m still scared.”
Steve’s voice remained firm.
Johanna was also a little relieved.
It would be a red flag if Steve said he had never been scared.
As long as normal people will feel fear when facing Diavolo, it has nothing to do with whether he is strong or not.
Fear is the innate rule of life.
“Then become stronger.”
Johanna said this and took out a heavy shield from her backpack.
Johanna's Guard!
Abd al-Hazir, that foul-mouthed barbarian, knew the owner of this shield.
But it was a pity that the Johanna he knew was not the one in front of him, but this Johanna's teacher.
Abd al-Hazir always thought that the name Johanna was going to be struck off the list of the Crusaders.
This shield is very strong and is very suitable for use by the Crusaders when they are weak.
The first three enemies hit by the Blessed Hammer skill will receive an increase of 2.5 times the damage.
This shield is not an imitation, but the first piece of equipment that each Johanna gave to her disciples.
means inheritance.
As for Abdul Hazir, he was already dead when Malthael arrived.
Together with Scylla, who escaped the destruction of Sescheron.
The devastated Harrogath has no unharmed survivors.
This is much more tragic than what the Temple of the Brave has experienced.
“Perhaps you will also be named Johanna in I don’t know how long it will take. I’m looking forward to it.”
Johanna said this and put the shield into Steve's hand.
“Perhaps I should teach you how to use the Blessed Hammer. The training you need cannot be completed in a day or two. Fortunately, you still have time.”
Johanna had a smile that was as warm as sunshine.
Of course, there is still time for new recruits.
For these Nephalem, sacrifice is the privilege of the strong!
Before Bulcaisel fell, before Johanna fell, before Leiko fell!
The Nephalem will do their best to protect these new recruits who need to grow up.
After experiencing a battlefield with demons, it is time for new recruits to give up the somewhat derisive term "new soldier" and be called warriors.
“To be honest, I don’t really like that I will be called ‘Johanna’ one day. I find it difficult to accept this name.”
Steve twitched his lips and took over the inheritance from Johanna, who was younger than him.
This is considered a good wish.
After all, as long as Johanna is alive, he can always use the name "Steve Rogers".
The inheritance of the Crusaders does not value bloodline as much as the barbarians.
What they value is belief.
The bloodline of the Nephalem is nothing more than the key to unlocking the door to power.
What the Crusaders’ secret realm obtains is not the increasingly rich blood of the Nephalem, but the condensation of the power of faith of the Crusaders of all ages.
So the Crusaders of Johanna's lineage are all called Johanna, even though they inherit the legendary set of the Crusaders called Orena.
…
Rocky appeared in New York lightly.
But this time he did not return to the sanctuary.
It’s not that he had any objections to the cow named Mike, even though the abominable cow had smashed his dignity as a “god” to the ground.
He has a big enough plan to hand over the whole planet to the hands of the greater world-destroying Titan Thanos.
After being thoroughly brainwashed, Loki no longer even had the basic ability to distinguish.
Thanos' purpose is not only the "universe balance" that was taken out as a memorial arch, but also the idea of bringing death and making death happy.
Now Thanos has a higher goal.
For example, collect the six famous Infinity Stones to give the world a hard time.
The question of whether he will feel lonely when he is the strongest is better to wait until he actually sits on the supreme throne before considering it.