After Gil fell asleep, Ancient One and Bulcaisuo, who had just communicated with Mephisto, sat chatting next to the ruins of the building that had not yet been repaired.
Bulcaisuo briefly told Ancient One what happened before.
"Talik, come out."
Bulcaisel called Tarik in as low a voice as possible. At this time, Gil was sleeping soundly on the hard stone bed.
In order to prevent him from being woken up by the cold, Bulcasso also placed a brazier in the house.
"What happened today..."
Tarik's soul appeared in front of Ancient One and Bulcaisuo, and he spoke with some hesitation.
Although he did not regret what he had done, he was still a little embarrassed by disobeying the next Immortal King.
But he had no fear.
"Needless to say, Mocott has made his decision, that guy is yours."
Bulcaisel will not be angry or hold grudges about what happened before, after all, this group is famous for being rough.
When the anger subsided, Bulcasso became the person who didn't care about anything.
"I want to say, after you become the Immortal King, will you take revenge on me?"
Talik simply sat down and looked directly at Bulcasso, as if he wanted to see if Bulcasso would use lies to deal with him.
"After you said that I couldn't inherit your shameful evidence, did I take revenge on you?"
Bulcaisel snatched a bottle of liquor brought by Gu Yi from Talik's hand and poured it into his mouth.
"That's the Oathkeeper you got after you got that guy Anda Korgas."
Talik took out a bottle of water of life from his backpack and poured it into his mouth.
"You guys always hide the strongest wine and drink it yourself!"
Bulcaisel gave Tariq a roll of his eyes.
"When you died in Baal's hands, I was particularly sad."
"Who would have thought that you would be the last guy standing during the Battle of Arreat?"
Bulcaisel and Tarik clinked their bottles together and continued drinking.
On one side, Gu looked at the two of them with a smile, her moist head reflecting the moonlight, making her appear to have a peaceful temperament.
"Do you really think that guy can inherit everything from you?"
Bulcaisuo looked at Tarik with burning eyes and his tone was a little erratic.
"Don't think that I don't know that you really wanted to beat him to death. If Mocott hadn't appeared, you would never have stopped."
Tarik said angrily:
"Only when one truly participates in the darkness can the awakening light be the purest. Although he is still a little too weak."
"I hate your existence precisely because you always talk nonsense about how things will turn around. Don't the lives of those victims have value?"
Burqaso was a little angry, threw the empty wine bottle aside, snatched the water of life from Talik's hand and continued to drink.
"When have you ever seen me show mercy to a devil? That fellow is a human being, and he will atone for his sins."
Talik glanced at Bulcaisu angrily, stretched out his legs from the cross-sitting position, put his hands behind his back and looked at the night sky.
"Don't say you don't know the power of shameful evidence."
Bulcasso drank the remaining half of the bottle of eau de vie and burped.
"I still have reservations about the power that gives people faith."
As he said that, Bulcasso took out a gold coin from his backpack and played with it. Clear scratches from the sharp blade could still be seen on the gold coin.
"By the way, how old are you this year?"
Talik talked about irrelevant things in a chatting tone, and Bulcasso always felt that there seemed to be some kind of trap in his words.
"How can I remember? Can you remember how many years it has been since you died?"
Bulcaisel replied angrily, flicking the gold coin into the air with his thumb.
"Ah, he died almost three hundred years ago. I still remember that he was stationed in front of the gate of the Holy Mountain of Arreat for who knows how many years before he died."
"Why didn't you take your wife and children with you then?"
"The damn prophet said that the ancestors on the holy mountain of Harrogas chose me, although I still don't know which bastard chose me! They didn't say that I could bring my wife and children. Damn it, at that time I
Only nineteen years old!"
When Talik talked about leaving home that year, his tone was full of complaints, but there was no hint of regret.
"Perhaps you can go find Volusk's soul and ask."
Burcasso caught the falling gold coin and made a severe cut on his arm, then took off the medicine bottle from his waist and took a swig.
"That bastard never talks to me. Who else can talk to him except you?"
"I suspect that he chose you. After all, only his words can shut up all the ancestor spirits. Even my words are not so effective."
"Who made you delay inheriting the title of Immortal King? If you had agreed at that time, let alone me, even Madoc would have to obey your words."
Talik reached out to grab the medicine bottle from Bulcasso's hand, but Bulcasso nimbly dodged it.
"According to legend, after becoming the Immortal King, did Volusk still go to the battlefield? Didn't he accompany those women every day, trying to leave a child or something?"
Bulkesso said casually without any respect for Volusk, the second-generation immortal king.
"I died in the battle, you bastard!"
With a roar, a fist with a somewhat cumbersome-looking gauntlet struck Bulcasso's head.
"Talik, this bastard Warusk is out. You can ask him if he called you to guard the gate!"
After saying that, Bulcaisu took off Wu Mian from his waist with a wild laugh and faced the iron fist of the Immortal King.
"I am the immortal king Volusk who can kill enemies with bare hands, but you are still far behind!"
Warusk was wearing the Immortal King suit, but he did not take off the Immortal King's gravel hammer that looked very delicate hanging on his waist.
"If it weren't for this gauntlet, which is harder than a monk's glove, your hands would have been torn to pieces!"
Bulcaisel waved his Mercy, knocking Volusk staggering.
"You are already dead, and I am the immortal king!"
As he said that, Bulkaiso swung the ruthless weapon in his hand towards Warusk's head!
"You haven't inherited this title yet!"
Warusk finally took off the huge gravel hammer and struck back hard.
The moment the two weapons collided together, the loose robe on Gu Yi's body clung tightly to his body under the influence of the strong wind, showing off his beautiful figure hidden by the loose clothes.
Ancient Yi waved his hand and formed a mana shield in front of him. While blocking the strong wind, he asked Tarik: "How long will they continue to play like this?"
Gu Yi, who has been able to distinguish the fighting status of Bulcasso, can only describe this kind of fighting as playful. Without using the power of the time stone, even this level of power can make her despair.
"Probably, we have to wait until Warusk admits that he is dead."
Talik was a little helpless. Volusk was famous for his arrogance, and no one on the entire holy mountain of Harrogath could communicate with him except Bulkeso.
This guy is so arrogant that he doesn't look like a rough barbarian.
