Chapter 189 Barbarians don’t have to think too much!
“Bulkeso~”
Auriel’s voice suddenly sounded in the Temple of the Elders.
But this voice is just a simple message.
After a brief contact, Bulcaisel has understood what happened in that world. What he has to do now is to become stronger as soon as possible in order to have a chance before Malthael comes to this world. Find opportunities to win.
But savages are never afraid!
“Now we are gradually recovering in this world. One day we will all recover, but before that we need your power!
The Seven Demon Kings of Hell are just as unwilling to be conquered by Masai as we are. They will be completely devoured, but they will not wait for the final battle.
You need to find them and try to maintain this fragile balance until we can defeat Malthael." >
Auriel's celestial voice only sounded within the confines of the Elders' Temple.
The strength she had left was too weak to do more.
After Auriel came to this world before, she put her power into Angel's body along with the power of heaven in this world. She fell into the trap before she even had time to say hello to Bulcasso fell asleep.
This power is just a message.
Then at the moment when Constantine faced death, a trace of his breath showed. Auriel briefly woke up, leaving this message and a memory, and told Bulcasso everything.
Bulkessor sat on the ground, holding his chin with one hand and thinking.
Two legendary weapons were placed casually beside him.
After the pale white beard and hair regained their golden luster, Bulcaisel shed the twilight aura of many elderly people.
But his breath was still heavy.
Now the four archangels are waiting to wake up in a corner of this world, and the devil of hell has also lurked into this world.
Even though they are still very weak, they cannot relax their vigilance at all in this situation.
As long as their existence complies with the rules of the Hell Demon King, their recovery speed will be faster than imagined.
"Continue."
Worusk hung the Immortal King's gravel hammer back on his waist, took out his collection from behind the throne and threw it to Bulkatho.
In a bottle of spirits that has accumulated for more than 1,900 years, the remains of fruit pulp can still be seen inside.
The brewing technology of that era was just to put flavorful things in jars and wait for a fate.
If it were not filled with the spring water of heaven and the blood of the devil, there would be no strong liquor brewed from that little fruit.
Bulkessor took the bottle of strong liquor that was almost four and a half years old, bit the mouth of the bottle and poured it into his mouth.
"It turns out that bastard is not dead! Then I still have a chance to put my two knives into his mouth!"
Bulkessor stood up, and the anger on his body disappeared. indefinite.
Bulkessor's only defeat in his life came from the Angel of Death.
It's just that the battle at that time did not take away his life, so Bulcaisuo would not taste the bitter fruit of failure again!
“I will let him know what the wrath of a barbarian is!”
Bulkessor smashed the empty wine bottle directly to the ground, and then let out a deafening roar roar.
The light wings and battle flags of courage emerged behind him, and the entire Elder Temple began to exude that barbaric atmosphere.
At this time, his courage forced Warusk to take a step back.
"Warusk, your collection is so bad!"
Bulkessor laughed loudly at Warusk, what danger! What a problem! Those are all false!
The barbarians are unstoppable!
As the most outstanding winemaker, Bulkesso is qualified to evaluate the collections of these ancestors.
“Bulkeso, you are already the strongest!”
Warusk walked down from the throne and took a deep look at Bulkesso.
"At the next festival, take out your collection and buy me a drink! I want the best one!"
Warusk stood there and laughed.
As the second-generation Immortal King, Volusk is the most unruly one among the barbarians!
Marry the most and most beautiful wives, drink the strongest wine, and then use the most violent attitude to kill those guys who don’t open their eyes! "Ula!"
Barnar's eyes turned red and he fell into a rage!
Once the breath of battle approaches, this is what Banal looks like. When he gets excited, all he sees is the blood and stumps of demons flying around!
“Bulkessor is fooling me!”
Olongus hugged the runaway Banal and shouted angrily.
The task of stopping Banar from going crazy is usually done by Kotur, a man with strange strength who can knock down the thorn giant.
But this time only Olongus can come, who will let him be closest to Banal.
“So I can still give Azmodan a hard blow?”
Chief Kanuk moved his shoulders, preparing to charge. The evil-proof pauldrons on his shoulders emitted a red light.
In this crisis, the Holy Mountain of Harrogath would not mind giving these ancestors some power and letting them fight the demons.
"I'm going to chop off Barr's head this time and ask him to calm down!"
Madoc took out the Madoc's Sorrow and waved it around casually.
The three living ancestors themselves have the power to make Baal retreat. Even if they die, it will not prevent them from looking down on that guy Baal!
"Those mages can challenge Malthael head-on, we can do better."
Talik's calm tone contained eagerness to try.
"I can chop off Malthael's head!"
"Shut up, Korik! Look at Bulcaisel's face!"
Madoc knocked Korik unconscious with an axe. He stood there, cursing.
Kolic's words were directly saying that Bulcaisso, who was defeated by Malthael at that time, was a weakling who could not even compare to a dead man.
His shouting naturally earned Bulcaisuo’s unkind look.
"I don't want to turn the tide anymore, Bulcaisso."
Orak crossed his arms on his chest and said to Bulcaisuo.
He wants a complete crushing victory!
Every time it was a battle to turn the tide, Orak already felt tired.
"If there are any more new recruits, leave them to me. It doesn't matter if you have a few more."
Qualkek still had the same calm and tired tone.
But hot anger was burning in him.
"Call me again when the battle begins."
Leiko turned around and left the Elders' Temple. She always treated battles this way.
Don't ask anything else, just tell her "where to go and whom to kill" is enough.
Barbarian ancestors such as Sword Master Karn, Calgar, Cassius, and Cole were waving their weapons and shouting loudly.
"Shirtless..."
Conqueror Hyrab opened his mouth to shout, but Bulcaisu's eyes stared at him, and he directly said the second half of the sentence. Swallowed it back into my stomach.
He was the ancestor who stopped Bulcasso from changing his name. After Bulcaisso inherited the name "Bulkasso", he grabbed Hylab and beat him for a whole week.
By that time Bulquesso had become a benchmark.
"Bulkasso protects me!"
Herab changed his words directly and shouted loudly.
Two chapters have been paid off, and 102 chapters are currently owed.
I think I can go have breakfast?
(End of this chapter)