The dispute between Volusk and the first ancestors has not been spread out, this is still something only they know.
Warusk didn't want his plan to be known to Bulcasso. Of course, Bulcasso had doubts, but he did not choose to get to the bottom of it.
This level of tacit understanding is unique between two immortal kings, who respect each other and maintain a suitable distance.
So Volusk also needs to respond with a certain degree of respect, and he will not ask Bulkesso about any of his plans.
As long as Bulkesso didn't tell him something, he would not take the initiative to explore it.
Now he has to preside over the end of the celebration, but before that, he has to wait for Yinceril to hand over some of the power of balance.
This matter itself should involve Bulcaisuo personally coming forward, but Bulcaisuo seems to be a little busy now.
So these things can only be presided over by him.
There is no other way. If an archangel comes to the holy mountain of Harrogas, it should at least be the Immortal King who comes forward.
This is not a question of strength, but a question of face.
Although barbarians generally don't pay much attention to face, just because they don't pay attention to some things doesn't mean they can live without it...
Volusk walked out of the Temple of the Elders full of thoughts, and he was still thinking about how to greet Yin Theril after seeing him.
Is it a direct curse, or is it more direct, like just punching him?
Or are you pretending to be cold and aloof to put your status higher?
Anyway, Yintheriel is not a good guy. Most of the powerful Nephalem can see the shadow of this bastard when they are in trouble.
Warusk felt that there was nothing wrong with his attitude towards Yin Theril.
Anyway, there is nothing Yincerel can do with him as a dead man. If he wants to retaliate against the barbarians as a whole, he will have to face Bulkatho's power.
Doing this seems a bit pretentious, but Warusk always finds it a bit exciting.
After thinking of this, the corners of Warusk's mouth slightly rose, seeming a little happy.
"Worusk, you look unhappy."
Hailabu grinned with his white teeth.
He suddenly intercepted Warusk on the road.
Hellabo clearly saw the corners of Volusk's mouth rising, but he still said so.
He was simply mocking Warusk, as if irritating Warusk was a very interesting thing for Hyrab.
Hailab's temperament lacks awe to some extent, but the guys he doesn't respect are basically those who represent power.
This king and that king, don't expect to get any good looks from Hailab.
This guy's nickname is the Conqueror, and he won't show any respect even when facing the Immortal King.
Of course, he respects Bulcasso, but not for Bulcaisu's title of Immortal King.
Warusk rolled his eyes at Hailab, and then directly avoided this guy.
He doesn't like Hailab very much, even if this guy is considered a very capable guy among these ancestral spirits.
Warusk simply likes serious guys.
After being ridiculed by Hailab, the corners of his mouth that were originally raised were immediately lowered.
Seeing this change, Hailab seems to have become a little more excited?
"It looks like you were deflated somewhere. You found something like devil's cake balls in your food when you were eating, and you felt sick."
Helab's words were a bit disgusting. Warusk originally planned to leave directly, but after hearing these words, he couldn't help but pause on the spot.
The destructive power of these words is really great... Even the very tolerant Warusk can't stand this kind of thing...
"It seems like you feel this deeply."
Warusk said angrily.
He is not the kind of guy who takes things for granted. Even if such a guy exists, he will not exist among barbarians. After being squeezed, he will not respond at all, especially if he is disgusted by the other party.
"Tsk tsk, don't say you didn't get bitten by the devil's minced flesh during the battle. That kind of thing is perfectly normal for barbarians."
Hailab looked indifferent. The way he fought back then was bloody and bloody. It was no longer an adjective, but a very realistic description.
Apparently Hailab has really experienced this kind of thing, and is even somewhat used to it?
But he also knows very well that these words are still very influential to other people. He is not a madman, and his logic is the same as that of normal people.
"I didn't, because no demon could get close to me back then."
Warusk's voice was a little dry, and he looked extremely nervous.
"So you did something bad? It's normal for you to turn a blind eye to me. You have been doing this since you sat on the throne without saying a word until now.
Sometimes I suspect that it's not that you don't want to talk to us, but that you simply don't have the strength to stand up from the throne."
Hailab said happily.
But when Warusk heard what he said, he couldn't help feeling a little nervous.
Because Hirab told the truth...
He was able to move only after the Archangel of Death came to the Holy Mountain of Harrogath with the power of the Great Demon God.
At that time, Bulcaisuo's fatal blow made him regain a lot of strength.
It is precisely for this reason that Volusk became a little more lively after coming to this world.
Before that, Warusk couldn't even stand up.
"Arrogant and rude Volusk, the last immortal king.
I don't know what you plan to do now, but since you have never explored Bulcaisel's plans in the past, I hope you are still like that now.
Believe me, if you don’t do this, I won’t be the only one who wants to kill your ancestors’ spirits.”
Hailab said gloomily.
The cold killing intent in him is no joke.
"You worry too much, idiot!"
Warusk said this on his lips, but he was actually relieved in his heart.
Hailab obviously just misunderstood him and did not guess the secrets about him.
"I hope so, but I will not cooperate with you in hosting this celebration.
The opening of the celebration was hosted by the first generation and current Immortal King. Although you, the second generation Immortal King, are qualified to host the closing session.
But, I don't like you, and other ancestors don't like you very much either.
Don't complain that we guys don't want to get to know you, it was you who rejected all our good intentions in a arrogant way."
Hailab twitched the corners of his mouth, his expression clearly sarcastic.
Obviously, not all savages are generous.
After all, most barbarians have bad tempers, and it is normal to have a few petty ones.
At least Hellab didn't make a bunch of parchment scrolls to hold grudges...
After Helabh finished speaking, he left directly, and Warusk really relaxed now.
This current situation makes him feel really good.
Not many people know about what he has done, so there is no pressure on him.
Not everyone is used to being dazed amidst applause and cheers, at least Volusk is not used to such lively days.
After Hellab was far away, Warusk continued to take steps.
Then he was blocked in place by Olongus.
"Um, Warusk. I want to ask you if you can have a drink with me?
I saw you drinking with Bulkesso and Tariq before. I went to see you when I was alive, do you still remember?"
Olongus' tone was a little nervous, as if he had met an idol.
Warusk felt that this was a bit abnormal...
To be continued...