Chapter 13 The Visit of the Ancient One
The next day, Bulcasso stood up from the floor and opened the door of the blacksmith shop.
It's not that the place the mages arranged for him didn't even have a bed, but that as a barbarian, he would never deliberately look for a place to sleep in a place without danger.
Most barbarians lie down and sleep wherever they feel tired.
Being able to return to the blacksmith shop and sleep again is the result of Bulkesso's concerns about his identity.
You must know that after cutting off the head of the great demon Diavolo, Bulcasso fell directly on Diavolo's body and slept for a day.
Those rescued angels even thought that he and the great devil had perished together.
After becoming the new king of the barbarians, Bulcaisso began to pay attention to his behavior. At least with the thoughts of the ancestor spirits, he learned to go back to his room and sleep again.
For the unimaginably strong Bulcaisel, there is basically no difference between sleeping on a sword and sleeping on a mattress.
So he never cared about this.
"It's a brand new day, and it's rare to see the blue sky."
Bulkasso stood at the door and looked at the sky. No matter what time of day, there were not many people in this remote park.
For a barbarian, maybe this is a good thing.
"Your Excellency Bulcaisuo, I heard that you were a little angry yesterday?"
Gu Yi's voice came at the right time. This great woman was holding a box in her hand. Some food and a brand new tablet.
After all, the mages are all connected to wifi in the Himalayas, so it doesn't seem strange to prepare an electronic product for Bulkesso.
"Oh, I'm not angry anymore. You don't have to beat around the bush to test me. As long as I'm not provoked, I won't cause anything unmanageable in this world."
After Bulcasso glanced at Ancient One, he turned his attention back to the rising sun.
In the world of Diablo, although there are changes between day and night, due to the massive invasion of hell, the entire world is shrouded in sulfur-like smoke.
He hasn't seen the sun for a long time.
"Then do you need me to do anything else for you?"
Master Gu Yi put the thing in his hand on the ground and walked to Bulcaisuo's side.
The previous exchange between the Supreme Mage and the Barbarian King has ended, and now there are only Ancient One and Bulcaisel here.
Conversation does not need to be so formal and careful.
For ordinary people, the Ancient One Mage is considered tall, but next to Bulcasso, she looks particularly petite.
"You don't have to do anything. You just need to keep busy. I will gradually get used to this world."
Bulkessor did not look at the people around him, but just stared at the sun.
“It’s already the fourth day, and the sun looks magnificent no matter what time it is.”
Bulkesso has tried his best to speak softer, but His voice was still a little harsh.
It is difficult to change habits formed in decades of fighting in a few days.
It was as if Bulcaisel's body was in a state of being able to draw a weapon and start fighting at any time, and this habit had remained deep in his soul.
"Then, we won't bother you anymore in the days to come."
Gu Yi followed Bulcaisuo's line of sight and looked at the sun in the sky.
For Ancient One, the sun is still the same as before, unchanged.
Of course no matter how magnificent it is, it will not cause any waves in Gu Yi's heart.
"Let's do this." As he spoke, Bulcaisuo took out a large handful of gold coins from his backpack and handed them to Gu Yi.
“This is the currency of my world. It seems to be a precious metal? Please help me change it into the currency of this world. I will give you one-tenth of the reward. This is a request from a friend. ”
The gold coins held in Bulkesso’s hands are definitely quite a lot, and if converted into U.S. dollars, they should be enough for him to live in this place for several years.
Eating, sleeping, and forging, these are the only three things Bulkesso can do now, and it’s really hard to cheer up.
He has not found anyone in this world who can evenly compete with him. As for the mage Gu Yi?
Bulcaisuo could feel that compared to him, Gu Yi was still far behind. In other words, it didn't touch his location at all.
Obviously Bulkesso's somewhat slow brain, which belongs to the barbarians, completely failed to notice the miracles displayed by the Time Stone.
But that's not important. The Nephalem's power has never reached its limit.
"By the way, I found that the fighting style of the mages in your world is more similar to that of barbarians." Bulcaisuo said unintentionally.
After all, compared to the mages he knew who were constantly moving instantaneously and using arcane elements, these mages who just used mana to conjure weapons for close combat were really incomprehensible.
"I'll give you a weapon, you try it."
Bulkeso pulled out an oriental long sword-style weapon from the furnace and handed it to Ancient One's hand.
This was modeled after the legendary weapon Yinjian. Instead of using the materials brought by Bulcaisel from the world of Diablo, it was forged using the metal native to this world.
Although it does not have the same magical power as the original Yin sword, it seems that because of Bulkesso's unique forging technology, this sword has a super ability to transmit energy.
No matter what, the effect of simply using energy condensed weapons will not be better than the same energy filled into physical weapons.
As long as the weapon is not made of a material that rejects energy, the weapon's function will not be replaced.
This could be regarded as some good intentions from Bulcaisuo, but his disgust for the mage still prevented him from expressing his gratitude to Ancient One.
Gu Yi held the oriental-style long sword that still had some warmth left in it and made two simple gestures in front of him.
Her movements are skillful and her swordsmanship is absolutely superb.
"I really didn't expect that your forging skills could be so amazing."
"Didn't I say that I am the best blacksmith!"
Bulkessor said loudly , and then took off the bottle from his waist.
Just when he was about to bite the tip of his tongue, Gu Yi stopped him.
“Then as a friend I should return the gift.”
Gu Yi stretched out his hand and opened a portal. Behind it was a wine cellar that was unknown how old it was.
"This is the wine cellar I discovered when I was young. I hid them well, and now they belong to you."
Gu Yi had a tranquil look on his face With a smile, he reached through the portal, took out a bottle from the wine and handed it to Bulcaisuo.
"I will be a little later and bring them all to you."
Gu Yi bowed slightly as a farewell to Bulcaisuo.
Then her figure passed through the portal and left the somewhat hot blacksmith shop.
"This mage is much more comfortable than Li Min."
Bulkeso complained about the young mage who always had trouble with him, and turned around and returned to the house.
“Are you kidding, can those mages in this world be considered mages?”
“The fighting style of grabbing weapons and rushing forward is more like barbarians.”
"How about taking these mages to the Holy Mountain of Harrogas and seeing if there are any who can be recognized by the ancestors? The barbarians can't end with me."
Bulkessor Cursing, he didn't know what the original world had become now.
Is it like the original plot, where the Nephalem were helped by those souls and were able to withstand the threat of death?
Have you ever trapped that bastard Malthael in the depths of the Chaos Fortress and beat him up?
"The Dark Soul Stone has been chopped into pieces. No matter how incompetent those guys are, they can't defeat Malthael who has lost the container of the power of the Hell Demon King, right?"
Thinking that Malthael was originally an archangel of wisdom, Bulkatho was still a little worried.
"Forget it, I can't go back to that world. Why do I want to do so much?"
Bulkessor shook his head and returned to the furnace. He pulled out a new piece of metal. This time he The material added to the metal is called Breath of Death.
This kind of material is certainly more valuable than the three colors of white, blue and yellow, but this thing can never be used alone.
To be said to be a forging material, the breath of death is more like a glue specially used to integrate various powers.
Whether you are adjusting equipment attributes from the Mystic or using the power of Kanai's Box, there will never be a shortage of materials like Breath of Death.
Bulkessor's weapons, the heavy weapons that inherited his name, have reached the end of forging.
It's just an attempt at forging. Bulcaisuo's double swords are the weapons of the first generation of the Immortal King, and this time he wants to forge his own second generation swords. The glory of Bulkatho, the third immortal king.
When it was actually forged, he wanted to name it "The Death of Bul-Katho" and "The Wrath of Bul-Katho".
If given the chance, he would like to fight Malthael again with his own weapon.
"If I can, I will definitely put anger and death into the mouth of that damn angel of death!"
(End of this chapter)