Chapter 337 The noble barbarian Kanai! (10,000-word chapter)
Warusk is walking silently.
He has always been at the forefront of the battlefield, but no demon has ever attacked him.
It is as if Warusk himself does not exist in this position.
“What is that?”
Tyrell watched Warusk's footsteps, feeling a little strange.
Although Tyrell did not intend to get any news from Barr, he was still looking forward to an answer.
Will the power that the barbarians have hidden for countless years be revealed?
As the evil group that bears the heaviest responsibility among the Nephalem, the barbarians’ heritage is beyond the understanding of other professions.
"What a surprise, Tyrell, you will lose this round."
Barr looked in the direction Volusk was walking.
He probably understands.
The barbarian who was born before Volusk, the barbarian whose name was intentionally or unintentionally hidden!
The barbarian who made Rasma give in at the last moment!
Great Elder! Kanai!
"Kanai!"
Mephisto's willless shadow shouted out this name!
The power of hatred keeps rising!
"So that's it! Is this the reason why the barbarians are angry about what I did?"
Tyrell's hood trembled.
He couldn't imagine what this would look like if it continued to develop.
The impact of his destruction of the World Stone at that time may have been more cruel than the noble sacrifice he thought he made!
Kanai's Box was born in Kanai's hands. The archangels once thought that Kanai's soul had turned into the box to provide help to the Nephalem.
But now, all this is about to be revealed!
Kanai’s soul exists on the holy mountain of Harrogath!
And this "secret realm" may not be as simple as the archangels imagined!
"A bet? Tyrell, you are going to lose. It really amazes me."
Baal looked in front of Volusk with a smile on his face.
Being able to witness the heritage of barbarians is also exciting for Barr.
“Awesome? The devil would also have such emotions?”
Tyrell rarely laid his eyes on Barr, his eyes a little wandering.
Fortunately, the entire face is hidden in the darkness, so others cannot observe his expression.
"It doesn't matter, you don't have to think about this anymore! Just wait, wait until you give everything to Bulcasso, and wait until Bulcasso is ready!"
< br>Baal said this.
The power in his body is turbulent little by little.
The decision he made was not an easy one. He surrendered his personality and power and banished himself from the peak of the strong to the abyss.
No one would do this willingly.
It’s just that he has no choice!
Warusk has reached his destination, a tomb covered by snow.
There are no other traces on it, it just stands there quietly.
There was some nostalgia in Warusk's eyes, and a hint of pain flashed from time to time.
This time there is no Rathma, this time there will not be another damn necromancer to wake this skeleton from its slumber!
"Kanai~"
Warusk called out his name again, with a strange expression on his face.
This small box-like tomb is where the great elder’s bones are buried.
It is not as earth-shattering as other strong men, nor does it have luxurious and vast underground tombs.
There is just a short nest that no one disturbs.
"I thought I would never see you again, Kanai."
Worusk said in a tone like he was mumbling to himself.
“I became the Immortal King, the most unruly Immortal King. No matter now or in the future, there will be no one like me.
The first generation wasn't as arrogant as me, and the current Bulcasso isn't as careless as me.
But, only I know how cowardly the immortal king I am. "
Warusk spoke in a very low voice.
Even the rustling sound of snowflakes could cover up his voice.
"Because of cowardice, Angry at everything that brings fear.
Because I am weak, I am in awe of all beings who are stronger than me.
I hate this kind of uncontrolled emotion. Fortunately, there is nothing to remind me of all this before I die.
But, was it true that your corpse was not manipulated by Rasma in advance? ”
Warusk took out the gravel hammer from his waist and held it in front of him.
He never fully showed all of himself from beginning to end.
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The creator of the Immortal King suit, Warusk is in his most powerful state when he fights with his ancestors and displays the fury of the berserker.
It’s just that he has never shown himself like that on the Holy Mountain.
Which ancestor can Volusk summon to fight for him?
Gatekeepers like Madoc?
They are not qualified enough!
Leiko?
Leiko was powerful enough, but it took a long time after Volusk's death for Leiko to appear.
When Warusk was active as the strongest warrior, there was only one ancestor he summoned!
That is Kanai, known as the Great Elder!
“Ha!”
Volusk let out a war cry in a low voice, but his anger was already aroused.
Kanai’s spirit, which had not appeared for countless years, appeared on the tomb little by little!
The barbarian with a kind and kind face and a strong and slender body was sitting on his grave, staring at Warusk with a pair of eyes.
"It's been such a long time."
Kanai's voice is like the afternoon sun, able to soothe the anxiety in the heart.
For a moment, Warusk seemed to be choked up.
Kanai turned his head casually and was a little surprised after distinguishing his current position.
"I'm here to confirm something with you, Kanai!"
Worusk's tone of voice was a little weird, as if he was trying to cover up his uneasiness.
"You are willing to summon me out even at the cost of my soul, or in my burial place? So what do you want to know?"
Kanai said with some helplessness.
The person who blocked Rasma on the Holy Mountain of Arreat was none other than the current Volusk!
Facing Rasma, Warusk cannot be said to be powerless to fight back.
But after Rathma awakened Kanai's corpse, all Warusk could do was to support himself.
Until the explosion of the World Stone!
"Is your body still in this?"
Worusk looked around at him. He pointed at the grave under Kanai with the gravel hammer in his hand and said.
That's not what he wanted to ask.
But when two acquaintances meet, there must be a topic to start the conversation.
“I thought that after I used my soul to bear the aftermath of the Worldstone explosion for you, you called me again for something more important.”
Kanai said with a strange expression:
"What about Bulcasso? Has he become the Immortal King now?"
Kanai did not intend to answer this somewhat rude question and started talking about it. Bulkeso.
He has already felt what is happening on the Holy Mountain.
A tragedy repeated?
The great elder doesn't like this tone.
"He has become a more powerful being, and is not far from the dream of the first ancestor."
Worusk said this.
Then he sat down cross-legged.
“He made a bet with Tyrael, and the price was the person and power of the Archangel of Justice.”
"Huh? A novel idea. It seems that the box I left behind helped him a lot?"
Kanai glanced at the direction of Barr and continued to ask with some confusion:
"So the Demon of Destruction has looked away?"
"Baal will choose to surrender under the power, Kanai!"
Worusk said a little irritably.
Beside Kanai's tomb, a crack appeared on the ground, and a Sinking Demon climbed up from the ground with some difficulty.
"What a familiar little guy."
Kanai shook his head and said casually.
Then the figure appeared beside the demon in a flash. The Sinking Demon that had just crawled out was frozen in place in an instant.
When faced with danger, these annoying little things will always run away screaming. Only after struggling with a large group of similar people will you have the courage to come back.
But facing the calm-faced Kanai, he couldn't even make a move.
"You want me to intervene in this battle? And then help Bulcaisel win back Tyrael's power?"
Kanai stretched out his palms and rubbed them gently The Sinking Demon's head was as casual as stroking the back of a house cat.
"I..."
Worusk didn't say the next words, he didn't know how to say them.
He requires the sacrifice of Kanai's soul.
Dedicate all your knowledge, strength, experience and past.
Put yourself into Kanai's relics, be transformed in the magic box, and then become the purest supplement and be absorbed by Bulcaisuo.
The foundation stone dug out by Joe Ritz had a great impact on Bulkesso.
Until he conquers his fear, Bulcaisel cannot retrieve it all.
This requires the sacrifice of a strong enough soul.
"It seems like this is an embarrassing thing, isn't it?"
Kanai looked at Warusk and shook his head, the Sinking Demon in his hand shook his body, as if being It wiggles like a cat that has been scratched.
“Okay, tell me, what else can my soul, which is about to be completely dissipated, do for the great Immortal King?
It’s you who needs the Stone of the World again Did he maintain his existence during the explosion?
Or has the situation deteriorated so much that I, a soul without much strength, need to burn everything I have to bring the battle to an end? "
There is no irony in Kanai's words.
He is a noble, kind and kind Kanai.
An elder who deserves the most respect.
He should appear on the seat in the Elder's Temple, quietly observing every move of the Immortal King
Style, civilization and splendor!
This is what Kanai, as the Great Elder, should give to the Immortal King.
The noblest, this is Kanai’s title!
"We need your sacrifice."
Warusk said a little lowly, and lowered his head unconsciously, like a child who made a mistake Just like facing elders.
"Raise your head! Warusk!"
Kanai's serious voice sounded, majestic and dignified!
“The Immortal King cannot bow his head! There is no such thing as bowing his head in the civilization of barbarians!
Isn’t it just a sacrifice?
I have already done it Get ready!
I will die knowing that there is always something only I can do. "
Kanai stood up, and the Sinking Demon under his palm trembled and turned into a puddle of minced meat.
The pieces of meat and rancid blood were scattered on Kanai's tomb.
Sacrifice yourself with the blood of the devil, this is Kanai’s freedom and ease.
“But I am the one who deserves to be sacrificed the most! ”
Warusk's voice was trembling.
Facing the elder who guided him on the path to becoming strong.
There is no trace of domineeringness in Warusk anymore.
Some of it is just sadness for myself and longing for the elders.
"Warusk, listen."
Kanai paused, stretched out his hand and lifted Volusk's drooped head.
“As the most powerful warrior, the Immortal King should face the most powerful enemy and be the first to sacrifice!
But there are some things that must be done by you!”< br>
Kanai said this as he looked at Warusk, who was already an old man in front of him.
Just like when Volusk was still a child, Kanai continues to impart the knowledge that belongs to the barbarians, guiding the "young people" who are no longer young to continue on.
"I've been prepared, haven't I? At least this time I don't have to protect you from the aftermath of Rathma and the Worldstone explosion.
Now, tell me the specifics."< br>
Kanai’s eyes revealed seriousness.
Life and existence have value only when they have purpose, dreams and hopes.
Only by using existence to find and witness can life have meaning.
In the center of Harrogath City, Bulcaisel closed his eyes.
Watching others sacrifice was something he could not accept.
But there was nothing he could do to stop it.
Just like Leoric.
This is the will of those free souls and the glory of those who deserve to be praised.
There are always things in the world that only a certain person can do, and Bulkesso knows this very well.
He can only go to the end on this road, and then use his own will to bring these victims back.
The power of the Creator God.
Bulkasso is yearning for this!
Everything is possible, what a moment to look forward to!
"Bulkasso, what do you think is strong?"
Johanna said this as she looked at Bulcasso with her eyes closed.
She did not wait for Bulcaisel’s answer and immediately continued:
“Patience is strong! Persistence is also strong!”
“You are wrong! Johanna!”
Bulcaisel roughly interrupted Johanna's relief.
“If strength requires a minimum standard, then strength means that no one can stop you from implementing your will!”
Bulkessor’s voice rushed into Johanna like a muffled thunder. in the mind.
Among the Nephalem group, the Crusaders pursue faith.
The monk seeks to become one with the world.
The methods and powers of witcher seekers to kill their enemies.
Mages seek knowledge and truth.
The Necromancer seeks balance.
The Witch Doctor pursues knowledge and freedom of the soul!
Only barbarians pursue strength itself!
"But you can't say that patience is not a sign of strength!"
Johanna couldn't control her emotions when she spoke.
This conceptual impact made her a little confused.
Even if the person in front of her is Bulcasso, whom she has always admired!
“Strong people don’t need to be patient!”
Bulcaisel turned his attention to Kanai's location.
The muscles on the body are beating little by little.
He is not strong enough!
We can’t let those people end their “noble sacrifice”!
No matter how noble the sacrifice is, it is death! It's all the end!
There is nothing worth bragging about!
Johanna was a little speechless.
Facing Bulcasso at this time, she could no longer use words to prove anything!
The strong have the right to speak!
Strong punch is power!
The truth also needs strength to defend, otherwise it will just be the poor man who is branded as a heretic and is tied up with a boulder hanging from his feet and sunk into the deep sea!
“Is strength the only truth?”
Johanna’s holy power is shining.
She wanted to get this answer from Bulcasso.
“Strength is not truth, and strength does not require truth!
But truth needs to be strong! ”
After saying that, Bulcaisel set off!
Even if he cannot prevent the "noble sacrifice", he must at least let the victim get the glory that is insignificant compared to life and existence. !
Bulkeso walked firmly towards the gate of the Holy Mountain!
Everywhere he passed, the ancestor spirits with weapons stopped. Action!
Silently looking at Bulkesso's body!
That is a symbol of a strong body, that is an unstoppable will!
This section of the road is not short, but Bulkesso soon reached the gate of the Holy Mountain.
Before the devil's attack, the gate of the Holy Mountain stood firmly.
The tightly closed door was covered with traces of attacks.
"Barbarians never reject those guys and never stay behind closed doors!"
Bulkessor said in the most matter-of-fact tone.
The pace never stops!
The gate of the Holy Mountain is open without anyone pushing it!
The three ancestors who were constantly fighting with the devil outside the gate also stopped what they were doing and focused their attention on Bulcaisuo.
They don't have to kill demons for the time being!
All the demons in front of them seemed to be avoiding the existence of Bulcaisuo, making way in the tide that was enough to pass!
This is the instinct of life!
Devils are not immune to this physical realization!
Even though their will is still full of killing, every piece of flesh and blood that makes up their bodies is trembling! Avoid it!
The undisputed warrior!
The strong one who needs no doubt!
The awakened siege assault beast is working hard to move its huge body in front.
But his movements are too slow!
Even though he tried his best to avoid it, he still blocked Bulcaisuo’s path!
Bulcaisel did not stop or draw his weapon.
Not even a battle cry!
The scarred body slammed into the hard carapace of the Siege Assault Beast, and then forced its way out of this terrifying demon!
In the pain of being penetrated through the body, the siege assault beast did not even let out a howl!
The moment Bulcaisel passed through his body, he slowly fell down.
Such a guy is not even a stepping stone when facing Bulcaisuo!
Strongness does not require proof!
Don’t even need to step on the enemy’s corpse to show off! Even powerful, there is no need for any modifiers to decorate the flowers and scenery with this essence!
Bulkasso has no title!
He is powerful himself!
His name does not need to be preceded by any title!
"Madoc, do you remember what Bulcaisel used this gesture for last time?"
Talik put the evidence of shame in his hand on the ground and leaned on it Above.
“I can’t remember the last time, but I seemed to be dead at that time?
Among us, only Korik has followed Bulcaisuo's footsteps and become stronger, so he didn't even have a title when he died. ”
Madoc said cheerfully.
But his eyes were very serious.
Mardoc, the prophet of battle.
This title has always been used by Bulcasso Ridicule.
That was not malice, but Bulkesso kept reminding Madoc in his own way that he should abandon the way of fighting that involves knowing the outcome.
That will only make the warrior further and further away from being powerful.
"Madoc, how come you think it is wrong to follow Bulcaisel's path? He has shown us everything, but we are not as powerful as him."
< br>A ray of light flashed on the token of shame in Tarik's hand, and the light enveloped Tarik's body.
As the owner of the legendary Witness of Shame, Talik, who re-created a new legend, was the one who was redeemed in the first place.
What saved him was not the weapon in his hand, but Bulcaisel!
"Dead people should not talk about being powerful. We are all losers."
Kolic slammed the Bastion Power in his hand to the ground and made a thud. A sound.
A pair of eyes were as red as blood!
He is still unwilling!
He was unwilling to just look at the powerful back, but in this battle that had happened, his unwillingness turned into the deepest helplessness.
How should a dead person pursue power?
I can only watch Bulcasso’s figure walking further and further away, becoming more and more lonely!
The last light is disappearing little by little. Wait until Bulcaisel realizes the barbarian's wish, realizes Leoric's wish, realizes Leia, Kane, Modan and all the people who are suffering. After his wish, what is left for him?
Loneliness is powerful.
Lightless loneliness?
"Korik, in the end you didn't save Bulcaisel from loneliness."
Talik said with some sadness.
"Can Sonya do it?"
Madoc said as he looked at Bulcasso's back and at the figures of the demons who were so intimidated that they couldn't even move their eyes.
"Guide? Beacon? Sonya is still far away from saving Burqasso? You always imagine things that are impossible."
Talik regained his composure.
Putting the evidence of shame on his shoulders.
"Isn't there anyone who will take care of the affairs of Orak and Cassius?"
Kolic patted his face hard and said loudly.
Then he yawned very deliberately.
His eyes were red, bloodshot as if from lack of sleep.
There was a little water stain in the eyes, as if squeezed out from yawning.
"They will stop, no matter how fierce the battle is, they will stop!"
Talik took a few steps forward and stood in front of the demon.
This will help him continue fighting after Bulcaisel leaves.
"The majesty of Bulcasso?"
Madoc said casually.
“Because they understand what this battle means to each of them.”
Kolic wiped his face with his hand, his movements were a little rough.
...
"Kanai, you will become the strength of Bulcaisuo."
Worusk said with wavering eyes.
He couldn't bear to let Kanai do this, but he had to do it.
"That's a nice crisp answer, Volusk."
Kanai walked to Warusk's side, and the two figures stood side by side.
“Look, Volusk, this is the former Arreat and the current Harrogath.
Everything here is worth cherishing and sacrificing.< br>
I am honored that this old guy who can only take action once or twice can do something for this holy mountain. "
Kanai said while looking at the scenery in the distance.
Intentionally or unintentionally, he glanced at Barr who was watching here.
"Of course, before I say goodbye, I will leave a little memory."
Kanai has finished saying what he wants to say, and his body is swelling little by little!
As the great elder, Kanai knows some magic. This power of being one with nature, similar to that of a druid, is the reason why he can retain some will and strength at the end.
Now he doesn't need to maintain his existence.
His power will appear in Bulkesso in another form!
And now he has to fulfill the responsibility of a warrior!
Kill all threats at the very beginning!
"Forgive me, Kanai. This time we can't fight side by side."
Warusk's eyes were a little wet, so he did not look back.
"Boy, are you worried that I will lose?"
Kanai's voice is heroic and heroic!
This is a powerful ancestor, a strong man who guided Warusk until his own death.
His life was full of glory, but he was willing to let it all be forgotten!
Barr?
When Kanai was alive, he didn't have the guts to appear on the land around the Holy Mountain!
“I never thought about this.”
“Then let me give you, the young warriors, one last lesson!
What is fighting! What a sacrifice!”
Kanai’s voice echoed throughout Harrogas.
The face of the old general Qualkek, who was preparing for the battle, suddenly fell.
"What is this? Are we old guys so unbearable? We actually want this ancestor to appear?"
Qualkik said with annoyance on his face.
In his opinion, Kanai's appearance means that Warusk believes that they cannot ensure that they can bring victory without fail.
This is an insult.
But in front of Kanai, he couldn't say anything.
“This is a shame, so we’d better bear it in mind!”
Calgar gritted his teeth and said, the battle flag in his hand was rolled up a few times and turned into a long rod. spear.
"Sure enough, I knew it! Ancestor Kanai was also fighting at that time! Volusk was also fighting!"
Kol raised the Wrath of the Hidden Peak high in his hand , said excitedly.
He has always had doubts about the existence of those more ancient ancestors.
Both Kanai and Volusk exist on the Holy Mountain, but no news of the two ancestors came out during that battle.
Now all the doubts in my mind are gone.
"Get ready! Fighting is never a one-man show! We must make this battle come to a perfect conclusion!"
Qualkek tightened the mountain-splitting ax in his hand and brought it with him. Shouting loudly in that fanatical atmosphere.
There are countless battles waiting for them ahead of them, now get ready to go!
“Ha!”
Countless war cries sounded together, exaggerating the pre-war fanaticism to the extreme.
On the city wall, Leiko listened to Kanai's voice silently, and the corners of her mouth slightly raised.
She is alive now.
Kanai's advice was also meant for her.
Victory is beyond doubt!
Bulkeso is victory!
"Ancestor Leike, who is that?"
Leike asked curiously.
Not strong enough to even know the name of the unknown strong man.
"You should know him, and you, remember this name, this will be the last time you witness his power!"
Leiko pointed to a few people around her. the young man said.
"Kanai! The great elder of the barbarians!"
Leiko's tone was filled with pride.
It's just that she didn't make any modifications before the great elder.
Because ever since Kanai took this position, the Great Elder has always been referring to him specifically.
There is no savage who would not be proud of this name.
Except for Bulcaisuo, Kanai is the most trustworthy existence.
Leiko doesn’t respect Volusk very much, but she respects this ancestor who existed very anciently!
In her eyes, Kanai is more worthy of the Immortal King than Volusk.
“Another ancestor whose name I have never heard of.”
Rumlow shook his head and looked at the battlefield outside the Holy Mountain with some regret.
They are just here as visitors, as they said at the beginning.
The feeling of powerlessness is gnawing at their hearts.
"Look, it's begun! The realm of the Hell Demon King!"
Leiko suddenly became serious and pointed at Baal's position.
The Demon God of Destruction has begun to expand his own domain, showing off all his power while showing the Demon God's true form!
Groups of air currents began to sweep over everything around them.
The space that is constantly being shattered makes the place where Baal is showing unspeakable danger.
It is different from the realm of joking like Billie, and it is also different from the darkness shrouded in fear like the great demon Diavolo.
Baal’s domain is destruction!
Destroy everything that comes around him!
The bursts of blue light on Tyrell's body began to compete with each other.
The Archangel of Justice did not expand the realm of justice, but only expanded the image in his heart as an archangel!
Justice is pale, and hidden under justice is Tyrael's most powerful power!
His justice!
Tyriel’s justice is power!
It is the hope of countless people for strength!
Azure blue light formed the hall where the Hammer of Judgment was originally placed!
Tyrell's figure turned into a huge influence and stood there.
The hammer of justice will crush all injustice!
This advantage in strength caused Barr to pause his actions for a moment!
"Tyrell, you want to start a war?"
Baal gave Tyrell a cold look.
The body began to expand little by little.
He can grow in size according to his wishes.
And this will not become fragile just because it gets bigger.
Baal is not the empty-faced loser that Belial is!
“I want you to stand where you are to maintain the established direction of this gamble!”
Tyrell looked at Barr and said coldly.
He knew he was going to lose this bet. But Tyrell felt excited from the bottom of his heart!
Kanai’s power!
That's Kanai's power!
A being that requires the combined efforts of Rathma and Israel to kill!
For this reason, Israel received that kind of near-permanent damage!
Tyrell wants to see it! The thirst for knowledge crawled over his heart like a mouse.
What kind of power will Kanai show?
"So, Archangel! Have you forgotten! I am no longer what I used to be!"
Barr roared and absorbed Mephisto beside him into his body among.
Two demons become one!
Power enough to fight Tyrael appears!
"This time we are not fighting for the conspiracy of the higher heaven! This time we are fighting for you to have the crown of justice taken off!"
Baal screamed! The sound wave cuts through everything around it with countless power!
Control the power of hatred with the will to destroy!
Baal is so powerful that Tyrael feels threatened!
“Are you the end of all this?”
Kanai’s figure has appeared in front of Barr’s eyes.
Completely ignoring Tyrell's presence, he questioned Baal loudly.
Kanai has no grudge against the archangel.
The savage never even felt the emotion of resentment.
He has crushed the hatred of Mephisto for countless years, making Azmodan's body tremble uncontrollably when he mentions his name.
The noble Kanai has no sin! No hate!
He is so perfect that he doesn’t look like a human being!
"Kanai, I thought that after your death, your soul would appear in the higher heaven."
Tyrell greeted Kanai with a slightly unnatural tone.
"Tyrell, I am full of expectations for justice.
But this is my last battle, I hope you won't be the one who disrupts the situation!"
Ka Nai said this.
Although he knew that there was not much time left to fight.
It won't take long, or to be precise, when Bulcaisel appears in front of him, he will say goodbye to this world forever.
But before that, he had to leave a deep enough memory for Barr.
Dirty things who want to tarnish the white holy mountain with their filth must pay the price!
Tyrell is recovering his power bit by bit.
Even in nature where the jungle is strong and the strong eat the strong, there will be an unwelcome guy.
Spoilers will always be attacked from both sides.
The barbarians, who advocate strength and fear nature, execute this point to an almost paranoid level.
Relatively fair!
This is what Kanai wants in the last battle!
"As you wish, Kanai, let me see your power!"
Tyrell silently restrained all the leaked power.
A disappointed expression appeared on the face of Warusk, who was watching from a distance.
In his opinion, there is only one Balgen who is not worthy of Kanai's final battle!
The end of the legend must require the most magnificent performance!
“Ouch!”
Kanai let out a war cry!
That is not a war cry that ordinary barbarians would use.
It’s as high-pitched as a stag’s call!
The Legend of the Buck Tribe!
The legend ends!
Kanai!
Bursts of anger rose from the ground!
Kanai, who has become one with the Holy Mountain, has the most solid source of power!
The wrath of Harogath!
Kanai took his steps, and two simple tree branches appeared in his hands.
It was raised above his head like antlers!
Every time you step on the ground, there will be a passionate sound of war drums!
Every time he lifts his feet from the ground, bursts of lava will accompany his charge!
“Kanai!”
A mixed voice came from Baal’s mouth.
At that time, the instinct of Mephisto's power and the will of Baal!
The realm of destruction suddenly opens!
Cracks covered Kanai's body in an instant!
“Ouch!”
Kanai’s mouth once again let out a long war cry!
The holy mountain began to echo with his voice!
The loud noise in the terrain that should not echo made the snow on the holy mountain begin to collapse downward!
Avalanche!
The snow on the tough holy mountain has never experienced such a disaster as an avalanche!
The holy mountain that can withstand the endless noise of barbarians shows the anger of nature!
An overwhelming avalanche appeared behind Kanai!
It violated gravity and did not impact in a lower direction! Soon he was keeping pace with Kanai!
The expansion of Baal’s destruction domain has been blocked!
Facing the wrath of nature, Destruction's performance was somewhat weak.
With the silent collision, Kanai appeared behind Barr!
The avalanche hit Barr like a wave.
This huge demon is unsteady on his feet and staggering!
A huge hole appeared in the chest, and the densely covered pointed feet turned into clouds of blood mist in an instant!
“Amazing!”
Tyrell’s exclamation slowly came out at this time.
The phantom of the Archangel of Justice also felt that trembling!
Even if Baal is a shadow with only part of his power.
But the holy mountain at your feet was also briefly summoned from the past time!
Kanai is a barbarian who has been dead for who knows how many years.
Tyrrell felt the tip of the iceberg of Kanai's power from this shocking blow!
"If you were still alive, the barbarians would not have reached this point."
Tyrell continued after a while.
At this time Baal finally fell to the ground like a giant tree that had been chopped down!
"If he is still alive, then Israel and Rathma are dead souls! Tyrael!"
Bulkessor has walked to Tyrael's side. hands squeezed together tightly.
I couldn't tell what was being held in that palm.
But from Bulcasso's voice, Tyrell felt that familiar trembling feeling.
It was as if Kanai's charge had targeted him!
"I can't explain all of this. Mortal!"
Tyrell said subconsciously.
Facing Bulcaisuo, he felt uneasy.
"Angel, when are you going to hand over your gambling money!"
Bulkessor looked at Tyrell's body and did not consciously look at Kanai.
Both he and Kanai knew that the moment the two people's eyes met, the sacrifice was coming!
Bulkasso hopes that this time will come later.
But Kanai wants to complete those things that only he can do as quickly as possible.
"Bulkesso, I'm ready!"
Kanai's voice sounded, calling Bulkesso.
The thing in Bulcasso's hand began to shine continuously!
“The magic box is named after me, and I am looking forward to the changes it can bring!
Look directly at me now! Bulkeso!
You are the next Immortal King! How can the Immortal King escape the sight of others! "
Kanai sounded with a preaching voice. His slender and strong body walked behind Bulcasso, stretched out his strong palm and pressed Bulcasso's shoulders.
Turn Bulcasso around little by little
(End of this chapter)