On the top of the sacred mountain of Harrogas, a barbarian holding a flagpole was looking into the distance of an unknown place.
On this holy mountain, there is only one guy who always holds the flagpole like me.
Vanguard General Calgar...
This guy is not very gregarious, and even scripts like "The Bastard Civil War of the Tagus Tribe" that are being staged every day these days cannot attract his attention.
He was just here looking into the distance.
"Calgar, don't tell me that you are still thinking about attacking this world?
You and I are both dead, so it's best to restrain your past dreams a little.
Nowadays, the barbarians are gradually taking the right path, so don't cause trouble to Bulkesso.
If he plans to deal with you, I won't speak for you.
Maybe I will punch you twice myself."
The talking barbarian is called Gruchak Hammerhand...a somewhat complicated name.①
Most people will call him Gruchak.
This guy is not a very famous barbarian, but he is compared with Bulkeso and the three ancestors.
Among the barbarians, this guy's reputation is a bit louder than Banal's.
After all, most of the barbarians who knew Banar admired the power of the "Fighting Fury" skill.
But if it is really practical, the talent left by Gruchak is even more attractive.
"Power Faith" is the talent skill left by Gruchak.
By the way, this guy is also a barbarian from the Tagus tribe.
When Hailab and Banal were fighting, this guy was not far away shooting fire.
As for "Power Faith", this thing is really not a skill about faith...
Gruchak does not believe in things like God, he only believes in his own muscles.
So this kind of materialistic talent compared to other barbarian talents has been passed down.
As for the effect, the damage of all non-physical attacks will be directly reduced by 20%...
For barbarians, this talent opportunity is an unparalleled good thing of this level.
Who said that the biggest reason why barbarians died in battle was magic?
Gruchak was vaguely known as the mage's nemesis when he was alive...
Of course, most of the mages call him Muscle Donkey Cart...
This guy is one of the few people in the Tagus tribe with an exaggerated figure.
From the perspective of world effects, this guy is a super big guy who is not inferior to Kultur.
But his frame is not as big as Kotur's, and his current body shape is entirely built up of strong muscles.
Even looking at him from a little distance, it's like his head has been retracted into his chest.
Hunyuan's huge shoulders and latissimus dorsi muscles make it almost impossible to see his head from behind.
"I don't have that thought.
My legend has come to an end after my battle in the Sunless Night.
Am I not allowed to even recall what it was like to take the lead in fighting?"
Calga said this angrily.
He had a pretty good relationship with Gruchak, and the two became very good friends after their deaths.
As for when they were alive, they didn't know each other at that time.
"I remember you always said that you like to see the snow-capped mountains before you go on an expedition.
You are a barbarian from the Stormwind Tribe, and your actions are mobilizing the power of nature.
These are all things you told me back then."
Gruchak said somewhat casually.
“Get lost!
There is no duality on the sacred mountain of Harrogas. Who can mobilize the power of nature according to Bulcaisso's permission?
Are you crazy!?"
Karga turned the flagpole inside his hand horizontally, and then poked Gruchak's arm.
He still sounded pretty strong, but it couldn't hurt the muscle monster like Gruchak...
"I'm dead, but these muscles can still protect me.
But after you died, you had to ask Bulcasso's permission to even mobilize the power of nature.
So, you'd better stop thinking about it here.
Shall we go to a bar?
How about I go over and beat up Hailab and Banal for your entertainment?"
Gruchak said with a smile.
This guy's personality is much more cheerful than that of Kultur.
And he seems to be slightly smarter than Kultur.
A guy who trusts his own muscles and has this belief that he can withstand all attacks except physical attacks cannot be considered a smart person...
Smart people will not develop the ability of "belief in power"...
To be honest, many barbarians feel that this skill should be called "muscle fetish" rather than "strength faith".
If Gruchak hadn't been unwilling to change his name, and most barbarians would have wanted to master this innate skill.
This guy will probably get beaten three times a day.
“Stupid muscle monster!
Did you really ask your dad if your mom was human?"
Calga asked very rudely.
"Of course I asked, it's not just me who asked.
My grandfather also asked my father if something happened to the orangutan that led to me.
But obviously, I am a savage.
My mother is not an orangutan either."
Gruchak explained without caring at all.
He and Calga have been friends for many years, and he was a little angry when he first said this.
As hundreds of years passed, this became a unique way of greeting between two guys.
"I still feel something is wrong. Did your father say what profession your mother is?"
Calga continued speaking in the same manner as their previous conversation.
I don’t know how many times this has happened.
Every time Calgar asked this, the conversation ended.
"I asked, and my dad said my mom was a druid."
Gruchak spread his hands and said.
Calga didn't react for a moment.
"Oh, Auntie is a druid.
Is it the kind that can turn into a gorilla?"
Calga asked subconsciously, and then her face turned very ugly.
It is quite common for druids to transform into wolves and bears.
But these two creatures shouldn't be able to create something like Gruchak.
"My mother is best at transforming into giant beasts.
As for the story between my parents, I absolutely recommend you not to ask me.
Because I don’t know what to say to you at this time.”
Gruchak walked directly to Calga's side and hugged Calga's shoulders.
It feels like being wrapped in a scarf full of muscles.
This feeling is somewhat uncomfortable.
"Tell me what you are planning.
Vanguard generals rarely hesitate here."
Gruchak's trusting voice moved Karga.
"I'm a little envious of Madoc.
It's just that I really couldn't find a suitable goal to make myself peaceful.
I also want to experience the feeling of fighting with two weapons on the battlefield.
Through constant charge, I was able to wake up from countless nightmares.
I haven't been angry for too long. I feel like my blood cannot boil in the ice and snow of Harrogath.
I don’t even know who I should turn to for help now.”
Calga put the flagpole in his hand on the ground.
He is really a little lost now.
"That's it?"
Gruchak said with an indifferent expression.
"I thought you were starting to think about random things like that idiot Nilasek.
If you ask me to say that magic and other things are all unreliable, I might as well believe in my own muscles!
At least as long as you eat more meat, the muscles will never escape from your body.
Isn’t this better than your damn magic?”
Gruchak didn't know what he had figured out, and he smiled a little wildly.
“Are you worried that I will be corrupted by a self-deceiving lie about ‘protecting the continuation of my tribe’?
You really think too much.
If what Nilasek thought back then was really what he said, then he would not have appeared in front of Bulcaisel in the form of a devil.
That's just him finding a reason for himself to be afraid."
Calga stopped thinking about those questions.
A long time, and a long time was spent in a state of death.
At this time, it was somewhat difficult for these barbarian ancestors to keep themselves relatively normal.
"By the way, where is Rumlow now?"
Calga asked.
"It seems that he went to that dream prison, and he said he was going to find the whereabouts of Mocott.
Didn't anyone tell him that Mocott would have come back long ago if he wanted to come back?
Isn’t it that the legendary merciless man has softened his heart again?”
Gruchak said with some helplessness.
Although the tribe with the most powerful barbarians born was the Bucks, and then the most powerful Bull tribe.
Others, such as Big Bear, Tagus and the Storm Tribe, rarely have such irrefutable top warriors.
But this does not mean that only powerful tribes can cultivate the most warriors.
Speaking of which, the tribe that provided the most warriors to the barbarians as a whole was still the pure Tagus tribe.
As long as a normal human being with emotions can have the emotion of anger.
Compared with the unique training methods of several other tribes, the Tagus tribe's way of training warriors is much easier.
If the child is not angry? Then let him fight with other children.
If you don't dare to fight, it doesn't matter much if you become a cowardly child after being beaten.
The labor force of his Gouzi tribe is actually a weakness compared to the number of warriors.
The emergence of a child who is not suitable for display becomes something worth celebrating.
“Isn’t the title Wu Mercy used to remind him of himself from the beginning?
But a bad good guy is a bad good guy.
As long as he uses what he gets to help others, then we have nothing to say.
Even if he takes everything on his own, it is still his own choice.
So, what are you going to do?"
Calga said helplessly.
Although everyone has existed together as dead people on the Holy Mountain for many years.
Whether it is the Holy Mountain of Arreat or the Holy Mountain of Harrogath, they have long been accustomed to each other.
But this view of each other will not change anything just because of familiarity.
Rather, it is because they are too familiar with each other that their views on each other have become more deeply rooted.
"I want to go and have a look, but Bulcasso is not on the Holy Mountain right now.
If Rumlow can find Mocott, the enemies Mocott faces will become his enemies.
Do you really think it was the right thing for this young warrior to die at this time?"
Gruchak said this mysteriously.
It sounds somewhat convincing.
But in fact, Karga would not believe Gruchak's statement.
"You want to find an opportunity to send Mokete to sleep directly, right?"
Calga frowned and said.
Gruchak is probably the only barbarian on the Holy Mountain who has such feelings of pity for Mokot.
It's like Gruchak is a good old guy.
But in fact, he just wanted his childhood idol to sleep early.
Mocott is still a bit too kind, even though he won't show mercy when fighting.
But once the matter involves humans, that guy will take the lives he kills as his responsibility.
Gruchak couldn't understand this insane approach.
This is normal.
Hanhan's thoughts are much simpler than those of ordinary people.
Calgar has suspected something for a long time.
He was wondering if Gruchak, the idiot, didn't understand what death was all about?
That's right, Gruchak is the only guy who thinks that "ancestors" don't exist.
In his eyes, there seems to be no difference between the soul and the living person.
In the eyes of this bastard who is superstitious about muscles, living people are the ones who can move and talk.
The dead are the ones buried in the ground and unable to move.
As for the movable skeletons, in Gruchak's eyes, might they just be a group of demons?
After all, only demons are weird.
If they were humans, they would all look similar?
"I remember dying.
I also remember that it was the most restful sleep I had ever had in my life.
I think Mocott probably hasn't slept for too long now, so he seems a little irritable."
Gruchak clenched his fists and said.
"what can I do for you?
I cannot mobilize the natural forces on the sacred mountain of Harogath without Bulcaisso's permission.
It's because I can't, it's not that I don't want to."
Calga glanced at the flag fluttering in the wind, his face expressionless.
"Lend me some anger, okay?
I really can't get angry.
The main reason is that the Holy Mountain of Harrogas is so beautiful that I always doze off when it’s so beautiful.
And no one will wake me up when I'm asleep."
Gruchak said softly.
"Are there no normal people in the Tagus tribe except bastards?"
Calga glared at his good friend in front of him.
"I'll tell you this without any personal attack!"
If Gruchak is angry, he will turn around.
"I won't help you on this matter.
I'm still waiting for Leiko and the others to encounter difficulties in the battle and need my help.
If I give my power to you, what should I do if I encounter a chance to fight?
Should I chase you to Mocott first and then get the power back?"
Calga rolled her eyes.
When Leiko and the three ancestors went out to fight, he felt that he also had a chance to fight.
So this guy has been waiting where the portal opened.
The banner of Vanguard General Calgar represents victory in the battle!
Also means barbarian offensive.
If it were a war, Calgar would not want to miss it at all!
"I can show you how to drive away Hailab and Banar. Only I can do this kind of thing. Let me tell you!"
Gruchak rubbed his hands like a fly, looking eager to try.
"That was just a fight, not a fight.
If it were a fight, I would expect Hailab to tear you into pieces.
Or Banal will chop you into mincemeat."
Calga said angrily.
For a guy like Gruchak, his physical defense is truly one of the best.
But defense is often ineffective.
It is normal to fight against demons when the enemy's attacks exceed the limit of what you can bear.
I wonder if there might be something powerful hiding among those demons that look almost the same.
The nephalem are unable to distinguish individual demons from their own kind.
Although this ability is of no use at all.
"But when facing demons, neither of them is as useful as me, right?
They are experts at fighting, and I am an expert at dealing with demons.
