At this time in Canduras, Leoric was sitting silently on his throne.
If this seat can still be regarded as a throne.
Has anyone ever seen a king alone?
Leoric's heart was full of doubts.
[Does what I do really make sense?
Can what I give and receive really make everything return to the way it was at the beginning?】
Such questions filled everything about Leoric in the past time.
No matter when he was the Skeleton King, or when he was the King of Khanduras.
He was still hesitating like this.
Half of Leoric's face is a human face, and the other half is a skeleton!
The crown on her head is as gorgeous as ever, but there are no gems as decoration on the crown.
Extending from half of the skeleton's face are a skeleton's shoulders and an arm that can only be seen as a thick skeleton.
Leoric is already the Skeleton King, and even now he can appear in human form and rule this reborn Khanduras as a "human".
But he is already the Skeleton King.
"Bulkess, can I trust you?"
Leoric spoke in a low voice, as if he was asking Bulcasso, who was not here at this time.
The human half of his face showed a smile, as if he had received Bulcaisu's affirmative answer.
…
"Bulkess, can I trust you?"
In the tomb Leoric built for himself, he asked the young barbarian in front of him.
The name Bulcasso was very familiar to Leoric.
The first Nephalem, creator of forges and weapons.
The violent and angry force points to the only one!
After Leoric transformed into a huge skeleton, this was the first time he saw a barbarian coming to him without hostility and anger.
So he opened his mouth and said these words.
"You can't believe me because I don't know what I'm going to do.
Skeleton King, I know your past, but please don't ask me why I know all this.
I just have a feeling that I can help you."
At that time, there was no old Bulcasso standing there, like a mountain range.
The breath on my body is as cold as the cold wind in the mountains, but I can feel the heat of the blood flowing through my body in the cold.
Life seems to be blooming slowly in the cold wind and falling snow.
The branches that were mostly buried under the snow seemed to be accumulating the power to sprout again in the snow.
"Bulkess, the representative of nature.
In other words, you have mastered nature, so why are you not the immortal king?"
The huge skeleton slumped on the throne asked this question.
A faint blue flame was burning slowly in the empty eye sockets.
At this time, he was not crazy at all.
It's nothing like the demeanor of the Skeleton King described by those tomb robbers who luckily escaped from the royal tomb.
"Ha, why should I become the Immortal King?
Just to be regarded as a god and legend one day and have my tribe carve a statue of me?
There is nothing special about what the Immortal King represents, it is just the ability to bear the fate of a clan.
After achieving this, what difference does it make between being the Immortal King or not?"
Bulcaisel sat cross-legged directly in front of the Skeleton King.
Even though Bulcasso is very tall and burly.
But in front of the Skeleton King, who is almost four meters tall, he still looks like a child.
The Barbarian and the Skeleton King sat face to face. The Skeleton King moved his head slightly, but soon stopped making any movement.
"So barbarian, what are your plans for coming here?
Kill me, get rid of the Skeleton King who is only guarding his wealth during his lifetime, and then leave here with the buried wealth of Khanduras?
Then, become a legend among the carnival and worship of tomb robbers?"
Leoric said lazily.
Leoric seemed particularly calm at this time.
"I have no such plan, I just heard a piece of news.
It's just an opportunity to defeat everything, end everything, and stop people being fed by angels and demons.
Let me tell you the truth, I heard you have a Dark Soul Stone here."
Bulcasso spoke very casually, not even looking at the Skeleton King in front of him.
He walked all the way to the Skeleton King and broke countless bones.
He also doesn’t know how many ghosts the Oath Keepers in his hands have shattered.
But only in front of the Skeleton King, Bulcaisel did not show any hostility.
Just because Skeleton King didn't attack first...
“May I know who you got this from?
Dark Soul Stone, this thing brings me endless sadness.
So how did you know about it?
Have you met my son?
Or did you find the notes he left in this world?"
Leoric showed no sign of excitement.
He just asked calmly, as if all this had nothing to do with him.
The Skeleton King does not belong to the ranks of the dead.
Because the dead should just remain as corpses without any action.
But he is not a living person, and a living person will not act in the image of a skeleton.
Skeleton King is nothing more than a blasphemy against life.
“You mean Aidan?
He's a hero, that's all.
To be honest, I learned about it from Impris.
Not long ago, I just came back from the high-level heaven. Although that guy was rough.
But surprisingly he is a nice guy, at least I feel there is no pressure in dealing with him."
As he spoke, Bulcasso took out a clay pot from his backpack. The pot contained a strong aura of high-level heaven.
Although Leoric never set foot in the higher heaven when he was alive.
But I am still very familiar with this smell.
The Holy Light Cathedral likes to use some very precious-looking crystal bottles to hold these things.
They called this liquid the Fountain of Paradise.
To be continued...