As soon as Bulcaisso reached the door of his house, he was stopped by Vera.
When Vera came to Harrogas, Bulqessor didn't know.
This is nothing to worry about.
Valar had climbed the barbarian's sacred mountain long ago.
Whether it was the Holy Mountain of Arreat or the Holy Mountain of Harrogath now, it is not unfamiliar to Vera.
"So you just watched a big show in high-level heaven?"
Vera smiled.
She had just heard about Rasma's father-killing incident.
Of course, I also heard that the first ancestors of the barbarians were forced to change their names by Hellab.
As long as you are not involved in this kind of thing, it would be quite interesting.
At least it's a little bit funny.
"Not at all.
By the way, I also tested Auriel's attitude.
Although the result is not great, it is not the worst either.”
Bulqueso casually took out a bottle of wine and threw it to Vera.
"Tell me about it. You don't look like you have anything important to do anyway."
Vera took the bottle without being polite.
After using a dagger to remove the cork from the mouth of the bottle, he drank by himself.
Compared with the savages' method of breaking off the mouth of the bottle, Vera's method seems much more polite...
"I was originally going to wait for Leiko and the others to come back.
You know, the Crystal Dome is the most convenient way for them to come back.
But Auriel blocked the end of the corridor.
Obviously, she has something she wants to do towards the three ancestors and Leiko."
Bulcaisel stretched his body.
Then he extended his hand to Vera.
Vera rolled her eyes and took out a piece of dried meat from her backpack and placed it in Bulqueso's hand.
"Why don't you stop Auriel?
You can do it.
Although I know Auriel is trustworthy in most situations.
But if you let me deal with this kind of problem, I will definitely give her a dagger to make her get out of the way."
Vera didn't quite understand Bulqueso's approach.
"no need.
It’s not like the archangels know anything about Inaris.
But before Rasma wielded the sickle, didn't any of them appear?
Just like Rasma and I, we will not give up the opportunity to challenge our declining destiny.
The same goes for archangels.
Although I'm not sure if the archangels and the guy their names represent are the same person.
But one thing is certain.
Even if these guys are subject to the minimum of their own authority, they cannot violate it.
Auriel and Imprius have become humans, can they ignore the impact of their own authority?"
Bulcaisuo asked back, then picked up the meat stick in his hand and started eating it.
Although for the powerful nephalem, not eating for a few days has no effect.
But the feeling of hunger is still there.
That feeling is really unpleasant.
Especially for barbarians, these guys have made survival their first priority for too long.
Food not only represents satiety, but also hope...
Although saying this makes people feel that Auriel is like a chicken leg in the eyes of barbarians.
But it's not much different.
"That doesn't sound like good news.
But it’s a little better than having two wills that are completely aligned.”
Vera turned around and pushed open the door of Bulcasso's house.
The stone door still requires a little strength when opening the door.
Fortunately, Vera is strong enough...
"So you wanted to use Kanai's Box last time just to give your equipment the pride of Card Mountain?"
Bulcasso looked a little sideways...
Demon Hunter is a profession whose main development direction is agility.
Although other attributes are not unnecessary, they are definitely not as effective as improving your main attributes.
Vera was able to push open this stone door effortlessly, and the strength required definitely reached the level of an ordinary barbarian...
"Sometimes, instead of focusing on finding the devil's weakness, it's better to be a little rough and put the dagger directly into their brains.
It’s not a bad thing to increase your strength.”
Vera's answer was a little perfunctory.
"As long as you like it.
If you have enough strength, you can have a chance to block attacks when there is no way to dodge.
Not a bad thing."
Bulquesso had no intention of going into depth on this issue.
Vera didn't intend to continue talking about her mental journey or anything like that.
"Those ancestors were not very good at cleaning."
Vera took a look at the dust on the floor of the room and was surprised.
"If you need a cleaner seat, just sweep it yourself."
Bulcasso sat directly on the chair next to the stone table.
I don't care about the dust at all.
This seems a bit awkward...
But not all barbarians are slovenly.
It's just that Bulcasso, who is alone, has no sense of the environment at all.
This situation is true for anyone who has to wallow in flesh and blood every day.
There are even situations where you have to fight in flesh and blood all year round.
In such a bad situation, a person's sense of smell will be destroyed by the smell of blood.
Compared to just a little bit of dust, in Bulkesso's eyes it is already quite clean...
"So you haven't thought about fighting in a less rough way?
At least like a monk, using elements to directly cleanse the demon's flesh and blood?"
To be continued...