On the holy mountain of Harrogath, Balnar landed in a very ignominy way.
His whole face hit the ground flatly, and the bridge of his nose completely sunk into his own face.
Fortunately, this kind of injury is no problem for him.
"What a piece of shit! I finally came back, and that bastard Bulqueso just threw me back?
I still have something I haven’t explained clearly to him!”
Banal climbed up from the ground unsteadily, and then vomited a mouthful of blood...
After the bridge of the nose is broken, there will definitely be blood.
Although barbarians are not very skilled in this kind of medical treatment, they have experience in trauma that is rare in the world.
"I thought you would come faster. It seems that I still think highly of you, Banal."
"Woof woof woof~"
Hailab was standing aside holding Banal's pet dog, his face full of teasing.
"Next time there is such a temptation, you bastard will go there yourself!
I will never fight with Bulcaisuo! Even if that bastard holds back, I can't bear it!"
Banal glared at Hairab, and then snatched away his pet dog.
"Have you come to a conclusion?"
Banal rubbed his dog's head before asking in a low voice.
It can be heard that he is very concerned about this "result".
“It’s not good news, but it’s much better than the worst outcome we feared.
Bulcaisel is still the same hero, he has not wavered.
It’s just that he may have his own ideas regarding Malthael.”
Hailabu sat cross-legged directly on a stone.
His strong body looked much thinner than before.
"Damn it! Those archangels are worried about Uldyssian, but we have to worry about Bulcaisel.
The result is that he is caught in the middle and is in a dilemma.
I originally planned to take over the power of the High Heaven and become an angel. Then I would know what those archangels hid in that damn place in the High Heaven!
As a result, that bastard Bulcasso conveniently connected the Crystal Dome and the Burning Hell, and then sent me back with one kick!
To be honest, you are one of the smartest barbarians.
But I advise you not to test Bulkesso again! He is definitely smarter than you!
It’s just that he didn’t care about your temptations in the past!”
Barnard's eyes were a little red.
The berserker's uncontrollable anger was completely cured during his last fight with Bulcaisel.
Banal knew in his heart that this was a response from Burcasso, and it also showed his attitude.
Barbarians are barbarians and don't need messy things.
Under Bulkesso's approach, Banal completely gave up on those calculations.
He even persuaded Hailab in turn.
"He didn't pay much attention, but at first I just thought he was slow to respond.
Until he beat me up hard because of my name...
Let's not talk about this, didn't we start to suspect it after he came back from Leoric?
Have you forgotten what Bulcasso looked like when he just returned from Leoric?
There is almost no difference between the hazy life and the twenty years since he was born."
Hailab rubbed his eyes with his fists as he spoke.
"Yes! At that time, I doubted that Bulcasso would starve himself to death!
But that is in the past.
Is there anyone right now who can represent us better than Bulquesso?
His will is always with us, and "Bulkessau protects me" is no longer an empty slogan!
I'm warning you Hirab! If you still plan to test him, it's best not to let me know!
Otherwise, the feeling of my fist on your face won’t be much better than when he punched you!”
Barnard seemed a little irritable.
As a representative of the barbarians who start fighting immediately after a disagreement... Well, it should be said that when you are in a bad mood, you can even skip the step of disagreement.
Barnard has always had a bad temper.
At this time, he had not taken action against Hailab, but that was because Hailab was his elder.
Although there are no factions among the barbarians, they still have some cliques.
This circle is the tribe...
For example, the relationship between the guys from the Big Bear Tribe, Orak, Cassius and Kotur, is obviously closer.
As for Banar and Hyrab, they come from the Tagus tribe that explores anger, the source of barbarian power...
Although the barbarians of this tribe are considered strong, their bodies are relatively more "approachable".
At least I won’t have a monster figure with arms that are bigger than other people’s heads…
"I have always respected Bulcaisel, just like you.
But this kind of temptation cannot stop, I have a reason why I must do this..."
"boom!"
"piss off!"
The sound of Banal's fist hitting Hailab's face came faster than his curse.
This guy's temper is bigger than expected.
The only good thing is probably that Banal knows that he has a bad temper, so he rarely communicates with others.
This also avoids a lot of unwarranted harm.
At least no innocent person was injured, let alone killed, in the hands of the most ill-tempered Banal...
"Fuck you!"
Hailab pulled his head out of the ground, then stretched out his hand to straighten the crooked bridge of his nose, and then slowly stood up.
"You want to fight, right?"
When Hailab spoke, he also punched Banal's face with his fist.
Well, the Tagus tribe has come up with some bastards... It's okay to say they are bastards.
Although Hyrab, known as the conqueror, is one of the few barbarians who likes to use his brain.
But barbarians always prefer a more direct approach using their brains, such as a headbutt?
If this happens to barbarians from other tribes who get so angry that they fight each other with fists and kicks, usually someone will stop them.
At least someone will come out and ask what's going on.
"Come on! Tageus's bastards are starting to fight!"
Ancestral spirits can be seen everywhere, so they will not ignore the fight between Banal and Hailab.
So the ancestral spirits still called people.
"Who was fighting with whom?"
The nearest ancestor asked directly before he saw the two parties fighting.
To be continued...