"The best solution I can think of right now is to make you comatose."
Bulcasso looked at Banal in front of him and seemed even more helpless when he spoke.
coma?
This is indeed one of the simplest ways to solve problems.
But this method is meaningless only when facing Banal.
This is a guy who has been fighting instinctively for countless years in the past. Being comatose can only bring Barnal back to the past.
The intensity of the battle will continue to escalate.
"You know it's no use!
If you want to stop me, you have to kill me!"
Banal's roar was as harsh as a rat's scream.
Blood was still gushing out from his body.
That is to say, the person in this state is the berserker Banal.
Other ancestors would not be able to retain their fighting power under such circumstances.
Only Banal can do this, simply because all of this guy's actions are driven by the simplest will.
The body is just a medium for fighting.
The only way to stop Balnar is to destroy his body.
But this is no different from letting him disappear.
This is the sacred mountain of Harrogath!
The holy mountain that Bulkesso rebuilt with his own beliefs!
Fairness has always been one of the rules here.
You have to pay for what you get, and a somewhat narrow fairness is the rule here.
"Battlefield battles won't become an endless struggle for a weakling, right?"
Rorschach frowned.
At this time, any debate about "right or wrong" loses its meaning.
Philosophical questions can always trouble too many people.
Fortunately, when people take action, they don’t need to think about everything before taking action.
Sometimes it is more appropriate to act first and think later than to think first and act later.
"You think this guy is weak?
The weight of will is the core that determines strength and weakness!
It's just that his body cannot bear his own will.
Fortunately, even if there is paranoia among the Nephalem, most of them are positive."
Bulcasso's face darkened when he explained.
A berserker with brains and reason is in more trouble than before.
Especially when this guy isn't used to using his brain yet.
This thing is much more difficult to deal with than a mad dog.
"Now that he is in front of you, who is not weak compared to you?"
Rorschach raised the Judgment Hammer beside him with some uneasiness.
He has no idea of ​​joining the fight yet, but looking at the situation, he seems to have to join the fight soon.
“Strength and weakness are always relative.
But that's not always the case.
Remember what I said about the most basic step of being powerful?
No one can stop you from implementing your own will, that is the first powerful step!
And now, I tell you about the powerful second stage of my cognition.
The lofty will that cannot change anything is the powerful second step.
Warusk has been involved in this stage before!
Death cannot leave behind his soul simply because death cannot interfere with his will.
Strength that cannot be stopped by the weak is only the foundation.
When even the rules can't stop it, it's truly a powerful start."
Bulcaisel bent down, stretched out his hand and grabbed Barnard's throat.
"Now, Barnard.
Are you telling me you are strong enough?"
Bulcasso's eyes were cold.
That might be normal killing intent, but it seems to be a little different.
"I have never been stronger.
My survival is nothing more than the benefits brought about by others’ sacrifices!
I want a noble sacrifice, but stopping you is obviously high enough, but not quite noble.
I won't bear any mistakes!
So I'm just a warrior!
And you are the immortal king!
You will be a king before you achieve immortality."
Banal spoke intermittently, the muscles on his body still trembling.
Like a tide!
It can be seen that he has not given up the idea of ​​fighting.
He is even squeezing everything out of his body.
It is the fate of a warrior to stop what he sees as a mistake!
And Bulcaisel is not a warrior, even though he is undeniably powerful.
"So you're going to resist even my plan to shoulder my mistakes?
Do you intend to use your presence to emphasize to me that the thing I am carrying is wrong?
You are always arrogant and rude.
But why am I not?"
Bulcasso is slowly tightening his hand.
When it is tightened to a certain limit, Banal's existence this time will come to an end.
"Now, Barnal! Tell me!
Are you strong enough now!?"
Bulcaisel repeated the previous question.
There was a bit of irritability in his voice.
"You want to solve my problem?
Of course, you can shut me up with just a little force.
I will be back!
Because I am already strong enough!"
To be continued...