"Really? I don't believe it!"
Sanya’s answer caused the first generation ancestor’s blood pressure to spike in an instant.
Although he didn't think there was anything wrong with these words, he was inexplicably angry.
Isn’t this just a matter of arrogance?
“So you plan to stick to your own field that has been added to by so many people?
 Then wait for the news?
 At that time, either the good news of Bulcasso's victory will come, or the enemy will take away Bulcaisu's life.
Even so, do you want to give up the opportunity to witness the last moment?"
 The first generation ancestor said while suppressing the anger in his heart.
 Although he also had a bad temper, at least he spent countless years as a bystander.
 This level of emotional control is still possible.
Had it been placed in the period when he was less than a hundred years old, Sonya would have been beaten to death long ago.
Even if his brothers and sisters try to dissuade him!
 “Of course I know this area is stuffed.
 But what does this have to do with you?
  I don’t like Imprius! I don’t like Auriel either!
 If I want to say who I have a good impression of among the archangels, it is Tyrael.
 But what does any of this have to do with you?
 This is my domain!
 Their help did not take away my control over the domain, as long as I am here! I am the last line of defense!”
Sanya seemed to have said a lot of irrelevant words, which made the first generation ancestor feel that his body was a little out of control.
 “At least, you can let me out!”
 The first generation ancestors expressed their thoughts somewhat reluctantly.
But this act of submissiveness earned Sonya endless ridicule!
“Hahaha! An old guy who has been sleeping for who knows how many years actually feels lonely!?
 Or is there something you have to do away from here?
 Are you complaining to your brother?
 Said that he was locked up in the field by a young girl, and because he couldn't beat her, he could only watch?
 In the end, I gained that rare freedom by begging for mercy!?”
Sanya's sarcasm was very sharp, even a little distorted.
The current condition of the first generation ancestor is indeed not very good, but it is not so weak that it is powerless to face Sonya.
Sanya is very strong, and she will be the legend after Bulkesso and Leiko.
 But she is not yet. Even from where Leiko is, Sonya is still far away.
 “Don’t force me!”
　　The first generation ancestor’s eyes widened, and his beard was trembling constantly.
 It can be seen that he is really angry, but he can still suppress it to a certain extent for the time being.
"I am still young!"
Sanya regained her composure and uttered these words coldly.
It was these words that left the first generation ancestors speechless.
Yes!
Sanya is still young!
 As a nephalem, Sonya can only be said to be in the middle part of her youth.
 At the age of less than thirty, he already has his current strength.
 This is already a very astonishing achievement.
 The first ancestor was born a powerful Nephalem, but this does not mean that he does not understand that other humans need time to grow.
 His favorite brother is this kind of guy.
 Learning and training can make you stronger!
 And this is the path that most Nephalem must travel.
“But a dead person has no possibility of growth.
If you fight with me, you will die!"
There was a little pity in the voice of the first generation ancestor. Sonya was no match for him, and he did not want to fight Sonya at all.
This feeling of blood connection is a very rare feeling for the first generation ancestors!
This feeling has been separated from him for who knows how many years.
 That’s why he didn’t want to take action with Sonya.
 This only assumes that Sonya does not become the one he has to kill!
For the sake of ideals, there is no one who cannot be killed in the eyes of these first-generation Nephalem!
 Even if it’s your own brother!
 “Did you do it by your own hands when it came to Vasily’s death?”
Sanya still had a contemptuous smile on her face, but the words she asked hit the first ancestor's heart like a heavy hammer!
 “I’m asking you a question, Bulcaisel!
 Did you kill your brother Vasily, the ancestor of the druids, with your own hands?"
Sanya's voice gradually became louder, spreading in the field, like the sound of a ringing bell.
　　　…”
“Speak! I thought everyone called Bulcaisel was the same as the guy I knew!
I didn’t expect that the original owner of this name would be a hesitant guy!
 What's the difference between you and those mage girls!?"
Sanya mocked directly, but after saying these words, she was obviously stunned for a moment.
Sanya thought of Li Min...
 She had witnessed with her own eyes the fight between Bulcasso and Li Min as they were having fun.
That mage was a woman, but Sonya was also impressed by her power.
 “Mage...Mage is much more difficult to deal with than you think!”
The first generation ancestor clenched his fists and said this sentence with great difficulty.
 Mage!
Even the first generation ancestors don’t want to think of their mage sister...
 It was a nightmare experience!
 But this is not fear!
 On the frontal battlefield, the barbarians and the Crusaders are always the most conspicuous!
 Only strong warriors can gain the respect of both sides on the battlefield.
 As for the mage, he probably only gets fear...
“Haha~ Yes, mages are really difficult to deal with.”
To be continued...