Chapter 303: Three Ways to Become a God (Large Chapter of 10,000 Words)
“Even if Leoric is added, you are not enough for me to fight!”
Leiko issued a lioness-like cry Roaring, the hoarse voice was like the biting cold wind blowing across the grass!
Yes!
Wearing her own legendary suit, Leiko is able to show all her strength before she was born.
Even if it can only be maintained for a short period of time, it is still easy to cook a Volusk without a suit.
Even adding an unkillable Skeleton King is not a problem.
When Leiko was alive, there was not much difference between her and the peak Volusk.
And now Volusk is a dead man.
The gravel hammer that represents his legend was sent to the dark soul stone on Bulqessor's forehead. Now, even with the help of the Holy Mountain, Volusk is unable to fight Leiko. .
"Crazy bitches! Didn't I tell you that I won't take action!"
Leoric roared loudly, and the next moment his body was hit by Leiko's charge that was faster than lightning. Crash into pieces.
"I hate barbarians, I hate you bastards who are so bitter and driven into madness! Every time I see you, I will think of my own crazy actions!"
Leoric His bones were scattered all over the ground, but his voice began to sound cold and cold!
Being attacked by Leiko for no reason, Leoric has been involved in the internal disagreements among the barbarians.
There may be people who don't fight back when being beaten, but that person is definitely not named Leoric!
"Crown!"
Leoric yelled at Volusk, and the crown that belonged to him in Volusk's hand seemed to have been summoned, and he pointed towards the people on the ground. The skeleton flew past.
"Pauldron!"
Leoric roared again, and the gusts of dark wind tore a hole in Leiko's decisive anger.
The snow all over the ground turned into solid ice in the blink of an eye, exuding a strong evil aura!
"I knew it, hahaha! Leoric! You say you hate crazy barbarians, but you know, your name is definitely on the list of the guys we hate most!"
Worusk laughed loudly, and the shadow of the Immortal King's suit began to appear on his body!
Even though the original suit has been entrusted to Bulcaisu by him, as the Immortal King, he has never become a legend because of that armor!
“Ha!”
Warusk let out a war cry, and the moment his war cry resounded throughout the Holy Mountain, the bodies of all the barbarians who stood in his position became swift.
A burst of orange light lit up on Volusk's belt, and the shock wave caused by Volusk's battle cry was attached to the others!
Chain of Ziranik!
The belt created by the famous craftsman Ziranik for Volusk has the legend of allowing the war cry to gain an acceleration effect for all friendly units.
Worusk hates endless chase battles. The original intention of this piece of equipment was to allow him to get closer to the enemies running around faster.
At this time, this power was also exerted on Leoric!
“Scepter!”
With Leoric’s voice, the Mad King’s scepter appeared in the center of his skeleton!
The Skeleton King, who had only maintained the minimum power to prevent himself from being rejected by the Holy Mountain of Harrogath, finally activated all his power.
He thought right and found his madness!
"Welcome the wrath of the Skeleton King! Leiko!"
Leoric's last roar! The terrifying two-handed hammer appeared in front of the skeleton.
The Skeleton King's body returned to its original appearance at this moment, with a cold flame-like brilliance shining brightly on the white jade-like bones!
A huge claw like a wandering spirit directly grabbed Leiko who had just stopped!
Despair sucks the soul!
Leoric will take the enemy's life without mercy and turn it into his own power!
Leoric slammed his hammer with both hands in the direction of Leiko. Layers of bones were generated from the huge hammer head, directly binding Leiko in place!
Skeleton attack!
Skeleton King has one of the few skills.
Can bring a lot of damage and cause powerful pain to any living being!
This is Leoric's demonstration of the rules of existence itself, so there is no escape!
“Cang!”
The huge hammer hit directly on Leiko’s helmet, and the cold power swept through Leiko’s body instantly!
But it doesn’t work!
“Disgusting skeleton, it’s best for you to stay in the tomb!”
The moment Leiko's voice sounded, she appeared behind Leoric.
The Skeleton King was once again washed into a puddle of fragments by the violent impact.
"The pain I have suffered is far beyond your imagination, skeleton!"
Leiko said disdainfully, and then kicked Leoric's leg bone far away.
This will slow down Skeleton King's recovery, so that she has time to take care of Volusk!
Leiko would not be defeated by such a little pain.
The tenacious will left Leiko with no other distracting thoughts in her heart except love and fighting.
Those subtle emotions that existed were suppressed by Leiko with anger in the corner of her heart during the battle.
Perhaps only a guy like Diavolo can make Leiko express other emotions during the battle. The Skeleton King cannot do this yet!
"Come on! Come on! Leiko! I owe you a lot, but you have to know that all barbarians owe me!"
Warusk shouted at the top of his lungs.
Before Bulcaisel was born, he had always been the benchmark for barbarians!
All this time, this lion-like rampant king has been standing in front of where all the barbarians can see!
He is sitting on the immortal throne in the Temple of the Elders!
All the barbarians after him just followed the path that Volusk walked with difficulty. Except for Bulkesso, no one went beyond his territory!
Warusk! Immortal King!
He is the strongest pillar in the house!
He is the most solid foundation stone on the Holy Mountain!
“The Ancestors Summon!”
Worusk roared loudly, and his body appeared in a physical form in an instant!
The connection between him and Bulcaisel is far greater than Reiko imagined.
So he can summon himself with the fury of all barbarians! The more rage he gets, the closer he gets to his lifetime power!
At this time, only a few barbarian ancestors in the entire holy mountain did not intervene in this battle.
But the anger is everywhere!
"Warusk! I will crush your bones with my iron boots, and then plow open your chest with my horns! I want to see if you have even the slightest respect for your past. Regret!”
Leiko roared and took her own steps.
The strength of the two at this time is not equal.
The outcome of the battle between Leiko, who is no different from her former self, and Warusk, an evil entity that has barely condensed and is still far from its peak, is not difficult to guess.
Leiko's violent collision crashed directly into Warusk's arms.
The ferocious horn on Leiko's shoulder armor pierced Volusk's heart directly!
"I have no regrets! If I have to say regrets, I only regret that I was not strong enough at the time!"
Worusk pinched Leiko in front of him with both hands. The bulging muscles on his arms can tell that he was How much force was used.
But he still couldn't stop Leiko from tearing open his chest.
This body is still a bit far behind.
Worusk pushed Leiko hard to the ground with one force of his arms.
A huge deep pit was smashed into the ground that Leoric had turned into solid ice.
Ice shards flew everywhere, directly slicing Warusk's face open.
“You are already dead, and the dead should honestly regret their past!”
When Leiko spoke, she stepped directly on the iron boots with sharp tips. Above Warusk's calf.
The smash didn't cause much damage to her, but her counterattack immediately caused Warusk's calf to explode into a pool of blood mist.
Just like a boxer's legs may be stronger than they think because they have to keep kicking and hitting the ground to get harder punches.
Leiko, who is known for her collision, has the most powerful legs!
Her impact is unrivaled, because she inherited all of the Bull Tribe, and the most powerful power makes her unstoppable!
“Mass Grave!”
The Skeleton King’s cold cry came out.
The walls of a tomb imprisoned Leiko and Volusk inside.
What follows is his most powerful attack! The Black King marches in!
The huge warhammer swung from left to right, knocking the two barbarians staggering.
When the war hammer reached the farthest point, as Leoric's bones made a creaking sound, the thick lumbar vertebrae rotated in a twisted posture.
The huge war hammer swings in the opposite direction again!
"Barbarians! I want revenge! But now I hate you for being irrational even more than revenge!"
Leoric said in a conspiratorial manner, and the giant hammer fell on Volusk again. On your body!
This time Warusk's body did not shake!
Even though he already lost a leg under Leiko’s attack!
“The crazy Skeleton King hates madmen! It’s the funniest joke! I won’t fall! When I die in battle, I still stand upright!”
Facing the Skeleton King's indiscriminate attack, Warusk used a powerful headbutt and hit the two-handed giant hammer heavily.
Leiko can easily cook Leoric, and he, Volusk, can do the same!
A bell rings, just like the sound of a golden bell used by a monk!
Skeleton King's never-interrupted Black King's march was stopped at this moment!
The legendary weapon Wrath of the Skeleton King shattered like his bones in this stinging contact!
"Vorusk, what do you want!"
Leiko continued her anger, and she smashed Leoric into pieces with a flash of her body, and then rushed into Volusk again. in his arms.
This time Warusk's body was thrown high into the air.
Worusk, who was missing one leg, could not rely on the power of the ground to stabilize his body.
Blood spilled directly from mid-air!
"I died once in battle, but I don't admit that it was a failure! And I am the undefeated immortal king!"
Warusk did not answer Leiko's question, he still roared loudly in mid-air With.
The strong body adjusted its posture with some effort in the air, as if intending to stand and land on the ground.
“Answer me!”
Leiko’s figure has appeared at the landing point of Warusk. This time Warusk solidified his body and was hit with all his ribs broken.
But Leiko's neck was also cut open directly by Warusk with the broken arm bone!
“All skills were just prototypes before me, and I made them into a complete system! And you are trying to use what I created to fight me. Even if you are stronger than me now , but you will not win, because I will not fail!"
Worusk's mouth opened to its maximum, and blood sprayed as he spoke, dyeing Leiko's face red!
"Cough~Ke! You!"
Leiko's throat was torn out and she could no longer speak complete words.
Even if he tried his best to open his mouth to question, he could only make a vague sound that was difficult to identify.
"I! Win!"
Worusk grabbed Leiko's shoulder armor with his only intact arm! He was thrown in front of Bulcasso along with one of Leiko's arms!
In his own way, Volusk took away a part of Leiko's legend, and that was enough!
The core of Leiko's legendary set is the breastplate called Leiko's Heartfelt Heart. But what Bulcaisuo needs now is not a core, but enough to hold the Hell Demon King in the Dark Soul Stone. Soul-shredding attack power.
So this shoulder armor is Volusk’s purpose!
Leiko’s important mission!
This pauldron is the symbol of the fighting master in the Bull tribe!
Leiko was ripped off the shoulder of the previous commander who died in battle.
No one still remembers the original name of this shoulder armor, because it became a new legend with Leiko!
"No, Vader has reached his limit!"
Madoc said softly.
Vida's plan originally did not require anyone to give up the origin of their soul. As long as the barbarians could wholeheartedly help Bulcasso climb to the high platform where the gods are, it would not have been so difficult this time.
Sword Master Karn, Kotur, Kanuk and Leiko don't even need to provide any help, as long as they can watch silently like the old general Qualkek.
This was originally a smooth thing.
"I would rather not leave any traces, but also get rid of them completely!"
Vida's face has become distorted.
His soul transformed from human form to demonic form.
The endless hatred began to affect his soul, and he is now moving in the direction of the devil.
"That's it! Use this power to activate these weapons! Their legends, your souls will become my nourishment!"
Azmodan's voice suddenly came out, and he began to absorb these legends with the help of the demonic power in Vader's soul!
If he can accomplish all this, then he will transcend the category of the Demon King and become the Demon God!
The Demon God of Sin sounds more terrifying than the King of Sin, and it is more in line with Azmodan’s wishes!
"What sweet dream are you dreaming about? Azmodan?"
Andariel, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke.
She already got what she wanted.
The King of Torment finally got what she always wanted to taste, the pain born from herself!
And now she is finally complete!
Absorbing part of Vader's soul allowed Andariel to transform into a Nephalem!
"I have never been your sister! I am the child of the noble Inarius and the original sin Lilith. I should have been a Nephalem!"
Andalil's voice became graceful at this time, and she began to sing slowly.
“I didn’t expect you to be standing here~ Let me tell you, how easy it is to kill your friend~
I tore their bodies and cut off their flesh and blood, piece by piece Put them into the pot!
Pour in hot oil, and then stir-fry with the devil fire in hell~
Add fresh peppers picked from their farm, Then use their blood to make a soup!
The pain will always be there, but it is extremely far away from me.
Use my poison as seasoning, and my emptiness into boiling red soup!
Then, drink them all in one gulp, and sing, chanting the painful death~"
Andalil hummed a cruel ditty in a weird tune, and before her Everyone felt queasy in their hearts
But Azmodan's absorption of Vader's soul came to an abrupt halt
Vader's soul began to vomit!
The soul began to vomit, and he vomited out all his hatred!
A small, demonic figure appeared on the ground.
"Hello, Azmodan."
Andariel smiled softly, as crisply as a shaking wind chime.
At this time, only Skeleton King can still move!
Even though he has been beaten into pieces many times, he stood up again at this time!
The broken Skeleton King's Wrath also returned to its original appearance, hitting Leiko hard on the waist!
There was a sound like beef being beaten on the chopping board, accompanied by the sound of bones cracking.
Leiko's body was thrown high like Warusk before.
"Damn crazy bitch, I can fight you forever!"
Leoric's voice was filled with annoyance.
He knew that no one could stop Bulkesso from taking the first step to becoming a god at this time.
"Vorusk, is this also your plan?"
Leoric asked with reluctance.
Then he was hit in the chest by Kanuk who rushed out suddenly!
Canuck's charge is gradually increasing in intensity like a war drum being beaten continuously!
On the way there, Kanuk kept flying the God of War Orak, and then used his superb charging skills to use Orak as a prop to accumulate strength.
For this reason, he did not hesitate to have half of his shoulder chopped off by Orak's heavy God of War blade!
But Kanuk never flinched. No matter what kind of battle he encountered or how powerful the enemy he faced, he never flinched.
Kanuk's life can be described as "move forward indomitably".
With this blow, Leoric's bones shattered all over the ground again.
“Leiko!”
Clear blood stains can be seen on Kanuk’s head.
Because his shoulder was split by Orak, the evil-proofing shoulder armor was not directly in front of him.
Canuck hit Leoric with his head!
Compared to Leiko, Kanuk is not very powerful.
Even a Skeleton King not known for his strength made him pay a heavy price for this charge.
The moment his impact shattered Skeleton King, his strong spine was also shattered.
After one blow, Kanuk was paralyzed on the ground, but still shouted out Reiko's name.
Without the protection of the Holy Mountain, the soul of this ancestor would dissipate along with this risk-taking impact.
"Andariel, I won't thank you!"
Vida said loudly, and then trampled the vomited demon to death on the ground.
The entire holy mountain is emitting a blue light, crushing the demon's soul until nothing is left.
Vader's soul and existence were preserved.
"I don't expect your thanks, I just don't want to see the birth of the fourth demon god."
Andalil said with a brisk smile: "I will not sit back and watch Bulcaisel become a creator. World God, I have felt the feeling in Malthael's body, and I can clearly feel my own weakness. That feeling can drive any being crazy
Even Li. Everything Orric has experienced will seem shallow there.”
During the time when he was devoured by Malthael, both the Archangel and the Demon King of Hell would feel tortured.
It was like being trapped in an endless void, with no reference to time and no ability to speak. Even thinking became a luxury.
After her soul was complete, Andalil finally felt the pain of that experience.
“No, he has finished it!”
Worusk took off the phantom of the Immortal King suit, dragged his seriously injured body and dug out a jar of Fiery from the ground. The wine was stained with his and Leiko's blood.
"Leiko finally chose to fulfill her destiny. Believers of destiny will never get involved, and it is the same this time."
After saying that, Warusk put the strong drink into his mouth and drank it hard.
“You have great trust in Leiko, or you have never recognized me, but do you know? Leiko is the first person to think of escape, although she can always defeat it. The idea of escape.”
Worusk’s voice was not loud, but it was enough for all the ancestors to hear.
How could a person who believed in fate be fearless? Leiko just forced herself not to think about it.
Leiko, who lost her beloved, had long lost her faith, so she never stepped out of the framework set by Warusk.
Destiny is a humble word for the strong and an excuse for the weak.
No one knows what Israel is thinking.
No one can even be sure whether fate itself cares about all this.
Does fate even really exist?
If this guy Israel hadn't really appeared in front of everyone in the name of the Archangel of Destiny, Warusk even thought that destiny had never existed.
You must know that Israel is also known as the Archangel of Balance. Volusk has always felt that fate is just an excuse for him to maintain balance.
Following Warusk's words, the fighting ancestors slowly stopped fighting.
No one among the ancestors present was seriously injured except Kanuk who destroyed the Skeleton King for Leiko.
Now it's time for this to blow over.
"Andariel~"
Azmodan's last voice finally sounded!
Bulkeso finally took action!
Two exquisite heavy weapons that did not look like barbarian weapons appeared in his hands, and then they were thrust heavily into his chest!
The splashing blood is extremely hot, exuding scorching heat!
The snow on the holy mountain of Harrogath began to melt under this temperature, and the ice created by Leoric turned into running water.
The melted snow formed streams and exposed the ground of the sacred mountain.
The grass still sprouts on the ground, and the flowers begin to bloom.
The ground got rid of the shadow brought by the arrival of death, and the barbarian's fly ash disappeared along the stream, revealing the original appearance of the soil.
"Warusk, you never told me about this!"
Bulkessor's voice sounded, even with two heavy weapons stuck in his chest, his voice was still rough. Heroic.
"It seems that Kanai's Box was activated by you? Did you use my blood?"
Bulkessor said with calm eyes as he looked at the scarred Warusk.
He has seen everything that happened before.
It's just that when faced with that situation, he couldn't make other moves.
“Otherwise, everything here will be spread throughout the world, and those hell demons will not appear in front of you again.”
Warusk responded by slamming the empty wine bottle to the ground.
It is impossible for outsiders to know everything that happens on the Holy Mountain.
The power of Kanai's Box was completely activated, and everything here was completely blocked.
No outsider will know that a "tragic internal fight" took place on the holy mountain of Harrogath, and no one will know that inside the dark soul stone on Bulcaisel's forehead, there is a man named Azmo. Dan's Hell Demon was completely destroyed.
"Absorb everything about Azmodan now, Bul-Katho."
Warusk said this to Bulkesso.
Then he watched Bulcasso do something incredible.
He pulled out the two weapons that penetrated his body from his chest!
The hot magma-like blood began to splash, scattering on the ground and completely burying the life that was everywhere.
The two extremely delicate weapons became messy under Bulcasso's rough actions, just like the double swords in the hands of the previous Bulcasso, which became irregular.
"What are you doing? I want Azmodan to completely integrate into your weapons and shape your legend. After you completely turn the Seven Demon Kings into your legend, you will be a god!"
Warusk yelled in disbelief.
He couldn't understand Bulcaisel's behavior.
“He wants to use his own body to swallow Azmodan and let the power of evil become a part of him. Become the Great Demon God first, and then become the God of Creation? This is what Malthael has proven to be possible. The road."
Andalil said with a strong mocking tone.
Apparently she didn't think Bulcaisel could do it.
"No, I want to be myself, not the bastard-like creation god you think!"
Bulkessor said this, and moved Azmo The legacy of Dan is all spread through the blood all over the body!
In the hot blood, the devouring rule tattoo on Bulcasso's chest began to move!
Swallow and copy, followed by understanding and making it your own experience!
This is what the Ring of Aikatan has proven to be the strongest path!
If Azmodan still existed, he would surely understand what Bulcaisel's actions meant.
But only Bulcaisel in this world has come into contact with the Ring of Elcatan that has become powerful through itself!
That is a road that is down-to-earth and can clearly see every trace behind it.
This road will be full of thorns, but it will also be full of birds singing and the fragrance of flowers!
Standing at a fork in the road, Bulcaisso walked towards the road not chosen by others.
A road not chosen, a road full of unknowns, but one that will definitely leave traces!
"Bulkessor! Do as I ask! You have already missed the first step. As long as you continue, you will become the God of Creation!"
Warusk dispersed directly. After getting rid of the body formed by the gathering of anger, he returned to the soul state and directly drained the power of the holy mountain of Harrogath, transforming himself back to his complete form.
“You are the Immortal King, and I will eventually become the Immortal King!”
Bulcaisu stuck the two broken weapons directly on the ground and roared loudly at Warusk.
That kind of pure anger completely washed away the atmosphere left by the battle on the holy mountain of Harrogas.
What was replaced was fiery anger!
"But you are not yet! So listen to me and move forward according to my will!"
Warusk stood in front of Bulcaisuo, who was even worse than Bulcaisuo. The strong body, which is more than half the head tall, exudes a terrifying aura!
"Mardoc, tell the dead Warusk! Will you listen to the rude orders of the Immortal King!"
Bulkessor looked directly into Warusk's eyes and roared loudly.
No one in the Holy Spirit can defeat Bulcaisuo!
Even the living Volusk!
And now that Volusk is dead, Bulcaisel exposed this fact mercilessly.
"The Immortal King is the strongest barbarian, and now Bulcaisel is the strongest barbarian."
Madoc looked at him, and he did not intend to answer the question of whether he would listen to the Immortal King. The question of the king’s order.
Bulkessor knew very well that whether it was Madoc or other ancestors, they all had their own will.
Sometimes the words of the Immortal King are no better than farts!
On the cold summit of the sacred mountain of Harrogath, a fart may even produce a cloud of vapor.
And the words of the Immortal King may leave nothing behind after they fade away.
“But he is not the Immortal King yet!”
Warusk stared into Bulcaisel’s eyes, and he was not interested in seeing Madoc.
Madoc is just a prop for the tit-for-tat confrontation between Warusk and Bulcaisel.
"Vorusk, I have proven that I can go further than you!"
Bulcaisel's beard began to waver, and the blood on his body continued to flow on the surface of his body along with the devouring tattoo!
Every time it circulates, part of that pure rule will be absorbed by his body, leaving a brand new tattoo on his body surface.
When Bulcasso completely liberates his soul, he will become the strongest version of himself, powerful enough to ignore the rules.
At that time, Bulkesso no longer needed the title of "Creation God" to flaunt himself.
Because by then the name Bulkesso will become the "strongest" adjective!
"But your path is simply whimsical!"
Worusk grabbed Bulkesso's beard and roared angrily.
“I am the strongest barbarian! Because the name Bulkesso is the strongest!”
“That is the oldest and purest! Not the strongest! The one you said Bulkesso was defeated when facing Rathma! Now he doesn’t even know if he is conscious!”
Warusk shouted angrily!
"Sure enough, you know the news about the origin of the barbarian, but you never said it!"
Bulkessor punched Warusk in the face, and held Warusk with the other hand. Rusk took his bearded hand. That angry breath kept washing over Warusk's body.
Bulkessor did not want to lose a beard because of his heavy punch. After all, the beard would not be restored by potions.
"Also! Call me Bulkesso! Now this name is the strongest!"
"Asshole! Asshole! You young fool who is less than a thousand years old, do you know the experience? The power of ”
Warusk kicked Bulcaisuo in the abdomen, but only allowed himself to take a few steps back in an awkward posture.
The dead Volusk did not even have the strength to shake Bulcaisel's body after experiencing Leiko's torture.
“Experience is to prevent young people from going astray, but my road ahead has long gone beyond the scenery you can see!”
Bulkessor directly took Warusk He pressed it to the ground and spoke to him word by word.
“I accept your kindness, but it is me who chooses to sacrifice, it is my own will! No one is forcing me, no one can force me!
Now, you are an old antique who will be almost two thousand years old when you die! Just give me a break and watch how I completely devour the Demon King of Hell bit by bit! "
The moment Bulcaisel finished speaking, Azmodan's remaining power was completely swallowed up!
A ferocious devil's horns appeared on his back. The reverse cross is surrounded by black roses.
Azmodan, the Lord of Sin
His understanding of sin seems a bit romantic.
"Without the legendary weapons created by Azmodan, how are you going to crush the souls of those hell demons? Do you want us to dedicate a few legends every time to help you get through the Dark Soul Stone!
You just I made this choice hot-headedly! Now the barbarian can only do this for you again!"
Warusk still roared reluctantly.
Forcibly opened the Dark Soul Stone, but the guys inside were still restricted.
These barbarian ancestors dedicated their legends and the brilliance of their souls to create this miracle.
It would be easy to just open the Dark Soul Stone, but that would not completely crush those hell demons.
"Now I can use time to slowly devour them. I have obtained the rules of engulfing them!"
Bulkessor said without any hesitation.
This place is shrouded in the power of Kanai's Box. Without Bulcaisel's permission, Kanai's Box will not dissipate this power.
This is Bulkesso’s authority as the only user of Kanai’s Box.
The addition of every rule makes Bulkesso even more powerful.
“But that is an unknown road, can you really do it!”
Worusk burst out such a sentence from between his teeth, and he could still see it in his eyes. to raging rage.
“Did someone walk at the forefront of the path you arranged to tell you that you should do this?”
Bulkessor looked at Warusk firmly:
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"Is it the first-generation barbarian? What else do you know?"
Bulkessor probably understood why Warusk was so angry and determined.
It seems that the first generation of barbarians chose such a path.
That guy is also good at forging, so he can use this method to explore the road ahead.
"Let me guess? Bulkatho's solemn oath was prepared for Belial? As for the blood of warriors? His purpose is Imprius?"
Bulcaisel looked at Volusk's face, not wanting to miss any possible traces.
Warusk is not as good at telling lies as he is, but Warusk is indeed a guy who is not very good at hiding his thoughts.
“Gudong~”
The sound of swallowing came from Leoric’s skeleton body.
This was all so exciting that it made him feel like he might be silenced.
The history of the country of Khanduras is somewhat short, and it has not yet come into contact with the secrets of those who existed in ancient times.
“So, Bul-Katho’s wedding ring is Azmodan? The rule that swallows life force?
The eliminated weapon of Holy Price is Tyrael? The guardian of the tribe is Auriel?
Who is Bulkatho's child? Is it wisdom? Or fate? "
Bulkatho kept asking Volusk the lion's mane. The same messy hair now fell down smoothly, and the heroic spirit was no longer visible.
It was obvious that Bulcaisuo in front of him had guessed a lot of things.
And it is extremely close to the truth!
"Okay, how far has he achieved this path? Or what rules has he got?"
Bulkessor tried to see more from Volusk's face. News, but now Warusk closed his eyes directly and said nothing with a straight face.
This method is enough to prevent Bulkesso from getting any more information.
As for leaving, Warusk's dignity prevented him from fleeing in embarrassment.
"Well, since you choose to do this, let me ask a few more questions at the end."
The two sticks that Bulcaisu stuck on the ground and were burned by his blood were a little awkward. The weapon was put back into his backpack, and he finally averted his eyes from Warusk's face.
"Is he just? Has he been observing all this?"
Bulkessor asked one word at a time. The most important of these two questions is the first one. .
And if Warusk is unwilling to answer such a question, there is no difference from giving an answer.
As for the second one, it needs to be considered only after getting the answer to the first question.
"He is just, he is upright. But he is even more philanthropic."
Warusk said this sentence with great difficulty.
He didn't lie.
"He finally failed due to Rasma's interference, but this path is the closest to success!"
Now that he has said so much, Warusk relaxed a little and said More news.
Facing Burquesso, concealment will only bring more troubles. The best choice is to bring everything to a staged end.
Warusk's answer is already clear.
The original barbarian did not observe everything. Apparently after being disturbed by Rasma, this being was seriously injured.
Although I don't know how he made the Hell Demon and the Archangels seem to have forgotten everything he did and didn't mention it, it is obvious that what he did may be closer to success.
"Vasily, you should know this name! What happened to him?"
Bulkessor asked.
Vasili, the most original ancestor of the Druids.
Brothers of the original barbarians.
There has been no news about this being for a long time, and news of his death even spread throughout the world.
“As you know, he is dead.”
The path of Bulkatho, the first Nephalem, was the path Volusk wanted Bulkatho to take.
Malthael's path can also lead to success, but because he is an archangel himself, there is not much difficulty in devouring the archangels. Just like the birth of the Great Demon God.
But the first path failed in the end. Although it was very close to success, it was obvious that Rasma knew how to make people who chose this way fail.
And Bulcaisel is not Malthael and Diavolo. He cannot swallow the Demon King of Hell and the Archangel without any hindrance... The second path is the one that Andariel said is very difficult. No one can It was guaranteed that Bulcasso could become a hybrid-like suture monster, but he himself was not willing to do so.
Then we can only take the last way.
(End of this chapter)