Chapter 349 The Warrior’s Faith (9,000 words)
Huge roar!
The explosion that had been arranged long ago finally occurred where Barr was.
The ground began to dissolve little by little, under the huge force!
The rules in Hellboy's body are constantly colliding. The shell created by several barbarians abandoning their bodies turned into the shell of a firecracker under the huge force.
The roar at this time was non-stop, like continuous thunder!
During this process, no one can maintain their original attitude to face this destined explosion!
Leiko stood in front of Nian Hammer's corpse, raised her head and looked at the origin of the explosion with probing eyes.
She knew very well that everything that happened next was about Bulcasso.
“What can I change while I’m alive? Or can’t I change anything?”
Leiko's face was covered with a haze.
The shock wave of the explosion was restricted in direction due to Qual'Kek's rest.
But even if there are slight changes, in the face of the huge power that breaks out of limits, this holy mountain and city will eventually turn into ruins.
"The power of fate? It's really curious."
Zortun Kule didn't know when he had appeared beside Leiko.
His eyes were looking at the hammer-crushing corpse on the ground intentionally or unintentionally.
“Get out!”
Leiko spit out such a word coldly.
The power in his body boiled again.
Anyone who knows what the barbarians have lost in this so-called "secret realm" will definitely not be in a good mood.
Kanai's sacrifice, Volusk's sacrifice!
These are full of regrets!
Even though Leiko has always been at odds with Volusk, her heart is still full of deep respect for the Immortal King!
Even though Warusk was timid and needed the most arrogant way to cover up, everything he did was seen in Leiko's eyes.
“You always hate me, don’t I deserve your respect more than that cowardly guy from Volusk?”
Jordan Kule was a little dissatisfied.
Who knows what he wants from Leiko.
He doesn't look like a guy who does unnecessary things. His words are always full of profound and implicit reminders.
“You?”
Leiko looked at Jotun Kule with the most contemptuous look she could show.
Putting her arms in front of her body, the legendary suit on her body began to combine with her own courage to show powerful strength.
"Noble people are always for others. Have you never had your own desires?"
Jordan Kule picked his nails. Who knows what will be in the nails of a soul? What kind of dirt appears.
Maybe he was just showing his carelessness.
“I want you! Get out!”
Leiko's voice was almost like a roar.
The anger turned into the shadow of a bull and appeared behind her.
This time, a weapon finally appeared in Leiko’s hand!
The Flesh Splitter!
An ax without any skill enhancement!
Just hard enough!
Not even sharp!
"Flesh Splitter? Was it your hunting toy back then?"
Jotun Kule's figure floated in front of Leiko, stretched out his head, and revealed this face They all stuck to the cold ax blade.
It was as if he was not worried that Leiko would chop off his head with this axe, just like the head of a prey.
"I remember that at that time, you were always carrying the ax on your shoulders, and the ax was hanging on the beast's head."
Zortun Kule chattered.
Leiko’s face becomes even more ugly!
The impact of the huge explosion has come to them!
The buildings are disappearing little by little, revealing the bare surface of the holy mountain that was once covered with snow!
Except for those ancestors who still have things to do, the souls of the other ancestors have left.
Zortun Kule used his endless mana to prop up a simple shield to block the impact.
He still has something he wants to hear from Leiko!
“You want to know, fate?”
Leiko enlarged the Flesh Splitter a little and put it on her shoulders.
The bull turned into anger behind him has begun to restlessly shake the soil on the ground.
The bull's head is lowered, and the two horns that are not covered with sword marks are still standing!
"Of course, the only believer in destiny, or the toy of destiny!"
Jotun Kule finally showed his power!
The mana gathered into an image of himself and appeared behind him, confronting the strong bull!
The power shown by Jotun Kule in the form of his soul alone is enough to match that of the resurrected Leiko!
"Are you ready to watch everything happen and be helpless? No! You won't! You will just keep fighting and then wail when fate comes!
To When will you just keep complaining!
Complaining that the Archangel has restricted the Nephalem! Complaining that the Demon King of Hell has suppressed the Nephalem!
Complaining that the world has never been fair to the Nephalem! Wait!
Jordan Kule, you have never been free and easy for a moment, and you have never looked away!
Do you really know what your goal is! ? ”
Leiko’s spirit stirred up, and her body slowly lowered its center of gravity!
Attack posture.
Leiko didn’t believe that she would lose to Zuo Dunkul!
Even if she loses, she can accept it calmly!
The result is the end of one thing!
Destiny told Leiko the result countless times in advance.
In her attempt to fight, Leiko has also understood what it means to live calmly!
"Come on then! See if the glory of the bull you believe in can defeat 'me'!"
There is still no sense of crisis on Jordan Kule's face!
Leiko's anger took the form of a bull!
That’s because there is an inseparable connection between Leiko’s life and the bull!
Whether it’s Joe Ritz or Canuck!
Even the ordinary workers in the Bull tribe!
Leiko has her own ideas about the Bull Tribe and the barbarians!
And Jotun Kule has never believed in any other existence since ancient times!
He only believes in himself!
Even if he shows his power, he will not construct anything else.
That will only be "myself"!
"Moo Ang!"
The shadow behind Leiko solidified!
The huge hooves of the cow made a huge noise when they stepped on the ground where one layer had been removed!
Crash violently!
The Flesh Splitter in Leiko's hand was raised high. This was the first time she had charged with this attitude!
"What about your confrontation? Where did that legend go?"
The "self" behind Jotun Kule began to release mana in front of him!
The mana turned into a sharp awl and pointed it at the bull!
No one is stupid enough to wrestle with a barbarian, unless it is another barbarian.
But except for Bulcaisel, it is impossible for anyone to be able to defeat Leiko in a simple collision.
So Jordan Kule chose a smarter approach.
"That's the symbol of Joriz! You scumbag is not worthy of us to face it together!"
Leiko roared and rushed into the arms of Jotun Kule!
The rough Flesh Splitter stabs into the chest of this ancient soul!
“Is this what you want? Hahaha!”
Jotun Kule spoke in mortal terms as usual, completely ignoring the feeling of his chest being pierced!
He lost in the collision of the real body, and he lost without any room for argument!
But overall, he is the winner in this fight!
Zortun Kule's shadow completely smashed the bull's shadow with a mana cone!
In a spirited battle, this heroic mage shattered Leiko’s glory!
"You were born in the Bull Tribe, but the Bull Tribe has never been yours alone! It's better to take out the weapon and confront it now!"
Jotun Kule's tone suddenly returned to calmness, as if he was It’s like my curiosity has been satisfied!
"Joriz has lost all his glory."
"Short-sighted! Do you want to hear this from me again!?"
Zo There was a little bit of perseverance on Dunkule's face.
Confrontation is not a legend created by Joe Rizzi, he just got the approval of this legend!
“Those who possess this thing are invincible!”
This is the inscription engraved on the long handle of the confrontation!
But as a "warrior", Joriz relied on this legendary power to become a strong man.
But in the end he was defeated and died.
He was filled with indignation at Leiko's approach of equating the confrontation with Joriz!
A huge wave of mana swept through Jotun Kule's body, knocking Leiko over hard to the ground!
The huge Flesh Splitter hung on his chest, and his face showed no pain at all!
"I said, you can never represent the Bull. Reiko, when did you live for yourself? When you freed Jorretz? Or when you killed Vader?"
< br>Zortun Kule kept attacking Leiko's mind, just like what the hell demons always did.
If you waver, you will become weak. Not every barbarian can completely distinguish between emotions and combat like Bulkeso.
That is a sequelae, not a common problem!
“She can!”
A sudden battle cry!
Canuck’s figure appeared not far away!
In the aftermath of the explosion, Kanuk's body was like a peeled potato, spreading "excess burdens" on the ground layer by layer!
The arm was broken in the explosion and fell to the ground!
Canuck didn’t stop!
His head was tilted on his shoulder, and his legs were constantly alternating rapidly amidst the impact of losing his arms to maintain his center of gravity!
The target is Jotun Kule, who has the upper hand in the battle!
"Hahaha! What a joke!"
Jotun Kule laughed and did not stop Kanuk at all!
In his eyes, Kanuk's body was not strong enough for him to rush in front of him!
This explosion is so powerful!
“Roar!”
As Kanuk continued to rush forward, his legs became as thin as reed sticks in an instant!
In the shock wave, his legs immediately lost all flesh and blood. At this time, he could only see a pair of bones intertwined at an astonishing speed!
The next moment, Kanuk's head and shoulders hit Jotun Kule's chest hard!
Although this legendary barbarian, who was called the chief, did not completely smash his body into Jotun Kulena like he did when he hit Azmodan in the stomach. Not a strong body at all.
But Canuck can also keep his bones!
"I told you, your jokes are really good!"
Jordon Kule looked at Kanuk, who only had bones left in front of him, and laughed.
The impact was not powerful enough to shake his body.
It only caused a brief turbulence in the mana wrapped around him!
But just as he was laughing at Canuck, the phantom of the bull came together again!
Leiko cannot represent the entire Bull tribe!
But Canuck can!
All titles are not obtained simply through self-publicity!
Kanuk is called the chief by the tribesmen. That is because in the hearts of the barbarians of the Bull tribe, Kanuk is the eternal chief!
Even if Kanuk is just following in Leiko’s footsteps and moving forward!
In the realm outside of combat!
What Leiko can do, Kanuk can do too!
What Leiko can’t do, Kanuk can do even better!
Even Kanuk regards the children of Leiko and Joriz as his own, and is willing to give everything he has to his tribe!
There is only one Kanuk who represents the will of the Bull Tribe!
"Moo!"
The bull shadow stepped on the ground with its feet again, and a ferocious piece of armor was placed on the bull's head!
Evil-proof shoulder armor!
The legend created by Kanuk himself!
The bull charged!
Aimed at Canuck who was facing it with his back!
This is the will of a brave man who implements it with his own soul!
"In the name of the bull! The glory of Leiko is an oath!"
Kanuk roared loudly into the ear of Jotun Kule, the disruptor Jotun Kule's judge.
Such a sound completely blocked Jotun Kule's hearing!
His close body completely blocked Jotun Kule's sight!
Even the mana surrounding him was shaken by Kanuk's tragic spirit!
"Asshole! Leiko tells you to get out!"
Kanuk bit Jordan Kule's nose!
The bull hit Canuck hard on the back!
This blow finally made Jotun Kule feel the determination of the Bull Tribe!
"The bull represents the power that never retreats!
Jordon Kule, if you want to know something, you should look for it from the stag!"
Leiko Yi He grabbed Jordan Kule's ankle and slammed his body to the ground!
An elbow covered in solid armor hit Jotun Kule directly on the mouth.
"I have wanted to knock out all your teeth for a long time."
Leiko grabbed Kanuk's body, and then threw the barbarian who did not choose to retreat during the explosion out of the "secret realm" .
Then he pulled out a sharp polearm from his backpack!
Confrontation!
A legend that can increase the power of collision five times, a power that even Leiko will not use easily!
"By the way, it's true that Joriz was not the one who shaped the confrontation. But the confrontation chose Joriz, and this is fate."
Leiko said as if to solve a puzzle.
Although she was a little concerned about the previous defeats, she was always the most optimistic.
That’s good too.
The confrontation was heavily pierced through Jotun Kule's chest, and together with the meat-cleaving ax, this mortal's ancient soul was nailed to the ground!
"You shouldn't have appeared. Wouldn't it be better to disappear into a certain period of time in the 'past'? Zortun Kule?"
Leiko was a little desolate when she said this.
"Is this the answer to fate?"
Zortun Kule still smiled and said to Leiko in front of him.
He felt like he was about to hear the truth!
"Fate can still change before it is spoken."
Leiko said this and took a deep look at Jotun Kule.
She won't say much else.
What she saw cannot be said, and even subtle hints will have unknown consequences.
Those who believe in fate can only become the toys of fate.
Those who know their destiny can only become the target of teasing.
Leiko will only bear these things alone.
It was as if Warusk had taken on those things alone.
"Hahahaha! It seems I did it!"
Zortun Kule had a smile on his face.
The light flashed in his eyes.
Looking at the two legends that pierced his chest, he closed his eyes and disappeared!
Jotun Kule chose to withdraw!
"Bulkeso, can you find what you want here?"
Leiko thought quietly, and her body disappeared in a flash.
She would be the last person to leave here besides Bulkesso.
She had to ensure that the new recruits and new friends could leave this place.
......
"Ancestor Orak."
Jessica looked at the tall figure in front of her and couldn't help but clenched the ax tightly in her hand.
Luke has been sent back.
In order to protect her, a warrior who was not strong enough, Luke fought bravely.
Faced with a horde of demons far beyond his strength, Luke displayed heroic spirit.
The weak defeated the strong, using superb fighting methods and his own wisdom to kill the demon.
But then he was sent away from this place by his ancestors.
"Jessica, I still can't recognize your qualifications as a warrior."
Olac glanced at the surrounding environment and said a little stiffly.
He used the power in his body to resist the shock wave of the explosion a little.
The city wall is crumbling at this time.
"Then what do you think I am suitable for? Staying at home in a daze, waiting for the return of my lover or the news of his death?"
Jessica had a smile on her face.
When saying "lover", Jessica showed the emotion of happiness.
“You can choose a stable life and don’t think about becoming a hero. Because your determination and will are not enough to support you to go on like this.”
Aolak’s burly body is turbulent. .
In the battle with Cassius, he was already out.
Without the entity temporarily provided by the Holy Mountain, using the power of the soul to resist the explosion is definitely not a good choice.
But Orak did it anyway.
"Are heroes born heroes? I think even the ancestor Orak was not called the God of War from the beginning, right?"
Jessica said this.
Then he grabbed Orak's palm with some worry. The turmoil of the soul is evident enough.
Jessica saw it very clearly.
Orak recalled his past for a while, and then exhaled a long breath.
"I was a strong enough warrior from the beginning, and I was ready to die at any time from the beginning."
Aurak glanced at Jessica's eyes, He hesitated for a moment and continued:
"Your beliefs are too weak, and your beliefs are too selfish. You cannot be a hero."
Olac's words were very cruel, like a sharp dagger piercing Jessica's body Body.
"Beliefs can change, ancestors!"
Jessica defended anxiously.
“I know, but I know even better that most of those guys who changed their beliefs have joined the command of the Demon King of Hell!
Jessica, your faith is not strong enough! It's like a reason or an excuse! "
Orak looked at the ruins around him, and then pulled out his God of War Blade!
"Can you pull out this knife? "
Orak said, throwing the God of War's Blade far away!
This one-handed heavy weapon fell on the ground, where there seemed to be an endless shock wave. , thinking about falling a little deeper into the ground!
"Are you serious?"
Jessica said.
Then he turned around and was about to leave the small protected area provided by Orak!
Orak didn't stop.
Even with Jessica's physical fitness, she will be destroyed by the shock wave the moment she leaves this circle!
If Jessica was just testing Orak's approach, Orak would not let Jessica die.
But this young man who is full of scheming and does not realize faith and courage will no longer be given any chance to become a warrior.
Perhaps ordinary people will be very powerless when faced with disasters.
But soldiers are the first to die in disasters.
Jessica's body didn't pause at all, and she stretched out her legs outside the protective cover without any worries!
Just after leaving this protected area, the foot began to disintegrate from the outstretched toe!
Orak still didn't speak, just watched quietly.
"Ancestor Orak, I am very happy to be able to become a cub."
Jessica's foot paused for a moment, and the extended part has completely disappeared.
She turned around and smiled at Orak.
"I know very well whether my belief is false! I also know whether I am full of sin. But I still want a chance!"
Jessica fell directly towards the outside, The other foot hit the ground in an instant.
She has not disappeared!
Orak moved a step in this direction.
“Only those who still have a conscience will feel guilty for their mistakes. Your beliefs are not suitable for fighting.”
Orak said this.
It’s just that his body became a little lighter again.
Jessica stretched out her hand, as if she wanted to catch Orak's flying messy hair.
But she still chose to turn around and continue moving in the direction of the God of War's Blade!
She stepped out again!
This time, the toe of her intact foot was also disintegrated.
The wound splattered with blood uncontrollably and quickly!
But in the end, he stepped on the ground smoothly.
Olac's meaning was very clear. Jessica would lose part of her body before she took a step forward.
Amidst this repeated torture, can a person carry out his beliefs?
Implementing beliefs is never something that can be done in a flash of enthusiasm. It will be constantly hurt and blocked.
Only by truly realizing these, can it be possible to make it to the end in the choice of faith.
The smile disappeared from Jessica’s face.
She turned her head blankly and glanced at Orak.
Orak still looked cold!
"Stop, Ancestor Orak!"
It was very difficult for Jessica to say these words, as if she was carrying a heavy burden.
Olac walked up to him expressionlessly, preparing to throw Jessica out of this "secret realm".
[Sure enough, becoming a warrior is not a good path for her. 】
Olac thought so.
The strength began to be withdrawn little by little.
The protective shield is shrinking.
At this moment, Jessica slammed into the location of the God of War's Blade, the moment Orac regained his power!
"Ancestor, my belief is firm! But I can no longer let others pay the price for me! This is also my belief!"
Jessica's hair was in a flash It turned into fly ash!
Her scalp exposed her skull in an instant!
But she did not die completely after all!
"Kindness is a precious quality, what do you think? Orak?"
Leiko stood at a high place not far away, and the power on her body opened a more powerful protective shield. .
She also protected Orac's soul inside.
"Leiko, I cannot express my gratitude to you. It is noble for a warrior to be willing to die in order to carry out his beliefs."
Orak said this.
The figure left the "secret realm" in a flash.
But he has recognized Jessica's qualifications as a warrior.
Leiko pulled her lips and smiled, her expression not very pretty.
She thought of Joe Ritz.
"Why is sublimity always equated with sacrifice? Little Bear, what do you think?"
Leiko gently asked the confused Jessica and said this With.
“I don’t know, but Ancestor Leiko, I want to pick up that God of War Blade!”
Jessica looked at the God of War Blade that was not far away, with the words belonging to Legendary light!
In that light, the aura belonging to Orak is constantly churning!
Wild and violent!
The anger full of fighting spirit made Jessica feel a little bit of Orak's thoughts.
"Really? Let's go then."
Leiko smiled.
Jessica was probably the first little one to get a prize.
Perhaps there is Orac's mentality of protecting the calf, but Jessica is a real warrior recognized by Orac.
Although he does not yet have the power to use the God of War Blade, Bulcaisuo will give corresponding rewards.
An imitation of the Legend is enough for Jessica to better learn Orac's fighting style.
Leiko strode behind Jessica.
Jessica walked to the edge of the legend and stretched out her arm!
Although Jessica looked very embarrassed at this time, the scalp on her head was missing, which made her appearance a little disgusting.
But the severe pain could not stop her will.
“Buzz!”
The moment Jessica’s hand grasped the Blade of the God of War, the legendary sword converged all its light and became no more than an ordinary weapon. The difference.
This is the legend created by Orak, and it will abide by Orak's will.
So Jessica has been recognized.
"Go back now. Your injury can be treated by Aunt Mara, and there will be no scars."
Leiko forgot about the existence of the blood bottle.
After all, when she was alive, the blood bottle had not yet become an iconic configuration.
"I will."
Jessica responded.
Leiko sent her directly out of the "secret realm".
Jessica does not plan to use the blood bottle to treat her injuries, and even plans to leave some marks on her body as a souvenir.
As for whether Luke will change because she has become ugly, Jessica doesn't care at all.
The worst case scenario would be to knock him unconscious and drag him away.
Barbarians like to use force to reason.
As a barbarian from the Big Bear Tribe, Jessica has full confidence in her power!
……
Bulkessor stood motionless at the origin of the explosion.
The violent shock wave hit him like a breeze, without causing any injuries.
Kanai's Magic Box in the sky has stopped all changes, and Kanai will become a part of Bulcaisu here.
“Are you ready?”
Warusk’s voice came, but his figure did not appear.
Now he can only stay in that dark place and silently sort out the power of the Holy Mountain, waiting for the day when he will dedicate everything to himself.
"What are you ready for? Are you ready to be the beneficiary of all sacrifices?"
Bulkasso looked at Kanai's Box with some disdain.
"Your sacrifice will not be less than ours, so what's the problem as a beneficiary?"
Warusk was a little anxious.
"Hurry up and get ready! Hurry up and take on the responsibility of the Immortal King. You can't let me, a guy locked up in the Holy Mountain, always bear double the burden.
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Bulcaisel, speed up! "
Warusk's voice was filled with helplessness.
In a short period of time, his mood fluctuated several times.
"You Were you also this wordy when you were young? I don’t need you to ask me to do things. At least I act much smarter than you. ”
Bulkeso stretched out his hand and grasped Kanai’s Box.
Just the fingers are trembling.
He used a lot of strength when holding this great magic.
"What are you waiting for? Waiting for me to say goodbye to Kanai?"
Worusk roared angrily, and then there was no more movement.
Bulkasso glanced at Liz Salman behind him, feeling a little irritated.
A young man suddenly appeared, standing there with a look of despair and numbness.
Bulkasso felt unhappy because he seemed to have no thoughts about everything outside.
Such tragedies happen all the time in shelters!
For example, humans become the minions of the devil at a certain moment, losing their minds and killing people around them.
Or the child watched his mother kill his father and eat the flesh and blood.
These things are so common.
The devil deserves no sympathy.
And for people who give up on themselves, no matter what level of help they provide, it seems like useless efforts.
The Nephalem rarely go out of their way to help others regain their faith.
That time is too long. Instead of spending time doing something that may not have any results, it would be more sincere to work harder and kill a few more demons.
At least the demon will die if he is killed.
And spending time comforting those desperate wounded soldiers may not make this person fight again.
It is not a question of who is more important, but a multiple-choice question of what can be done to make the greatest contribution within the same time.
“This explosion is much simpler than the World Stone one.”
Bulkessor said casually.
Then Li Zi was sent directly out of this place.
No one alive in the secret realm will die or be sacrificed.
Oleke will do this well.
It is enough to sacrifice only a few people.
Bulkessor tightened his fists.
[It would be nice if I was the only one who sacrificed. 】
He was talking like this.
Every person who is willing to sacrifice will have such thoughts.
As for those guys who clamor to "sacrifice you to benefit the world", they are sinful.
Sacrificing oneself for others is justice and kindness. I don’t know where the guy who is generous to others has such a big face.
"Kanai, it will be difficult for us to be separated from now on. I hate this feeling."
Bulkessor muttered casually.
This is considered a eulogy.
“I thought you didn’t need to show up at all before I failed completely. But why do you old guys always have such far-reaching calculations?
What will you leave behind for me? ?”
Bulkesso said, taking out the remaining items from Kanai's box.
That is a gem that exudes blue light!
There is also a small bottle of orange-yellow liquid.
"Balance?"
Bulkeso grabbed the blue gem and threw it into his mouth like a pacman.
Then he picked up the small bottle and poured it into his mouth.
The blue light was the trophy Kanai obtained when facing Israel, even though this trophy went into the grave with Kanai.
All of Israel’s lost power is here.
Great Elder Kanai was extremely powerful in that era.
“It’s so boring it makes me feel sick!”
Bulcaisuo swallowed these two things into his stomach with some difficulty, with a look of disdain.
“You say so, Diavolo!”
As Bulcaisel called out Diavolo’s name, a creature looked a bit like the great demon god back then. A similar big demon appeared not far away.
The source of fear!
That is the great demon created by Diavolo based on himself!
He had already tried to take Leah's body to resurrect her very early on.
These great demons called the Source of Terror are constructed from the blood of Adria and the blood of Modan.
Diablo had defeated Aidan’s will countless times.
Nothing of this blood was wasted!
"Bulkess, nice to meet you."
Diablo's voice came from the mouth of the source of fear!
This kind of demon is like Diavolo's signal station.
The Fear Demon can use his consciousness to fight these bodies at will, and then do whatever he wants!
"Diavolo, I am very happy too."
Bulkeso said, taking off the legendary mountain-splitting ax from his waist!
"There is nothing better than being able to make your consciousness feel my anger before I actually kill you! Ha!"
After speaking, Bulcaisel directly let out a war cry, holding the gun in his hand. The mountain-splitting giant ax exuded a biting cold air and struck at the demon's mouth!
Bulkeso doesn’t want to hear even a trace of Diavolo’s voice anymore!
This guy is unforgivable and only deserves to die!
"My consciousness will not be killed in this place, so I know what you have gained. Next, wait for me to come to you! Bulcaisso..."
The source of fear had his head chopped open with an axe!
Became a frozen and hard ice sculpture in the cold wind!
Then he was lifted up by Bulkesso and trampled into pieces!
"Next time, you won't feel such simple pain! Bastard!"
Bulkesso muttered and shifted his sight to the direction of the Holy Mountain.
The shock wave of the explosion was about to destroy everything.
The next step is for him to deal with those guys after the incident!
There is another guy inside that he needs to meet.
The guy who always declares victory and the end after the battle in the "Secret Realm"!
Bulkeso wants to ask about news about the Thief God!
I'm having a hard time today, and I can't log in to the web page...
I spent a lot of time coding on my phone...
I really want to cry...
Not enough words...
Sorry.
12,000 will be updated tomorrow to make up for it...
(End of this chapter)