Chapter 379 The Immortal King! Up (to be followed)
On top of the Holy Mountain of Harrogath.
A new existence has appeared in the consciousness of Mr. Immortal Craig.
And his uniqueness also completely fell into the eyes of the reincarnated Vandaloni (Karasim)!
“Life?”
These two words came out of Craig's mouth.
The tone was no different from Karasim's.
But you can still see a horrifying light in your eyes!
Craig's life was not false. His lost love and resentment towards immortality never disappeared.
And he is truly alive.
"Young man, I will not destroy your soul and will, but you need to become one with me!"
Krasim said this.
The mantra under my feet suddenly spread out!
This rare strong man used his soul to send out a reminder, calling out to everything he was familiar with!
This is Harrogath!
The moment the Holy Mountain was enveloped by other forces, the ancestors were already on their way!
"Fanda Roni!"
A roar!
The visitor is the Barbarian Sword Master! Kahn!
He and Vandaloni have known each other for a long time, but their relationship is not very harmonious.
"Is Bulcasso on the Holy Mountain? I have something to tell him!"
With the help of Craig's body, Vandaloni spoke immediately.
His soul is escaping little by little, and this dispersion will continue until he can merge with Craig's consciousness.
"He is accepting the honor of the Immortal King, and you are reincarnated again!?"
When Kahn spoke, many ancestors appeared behind him and were watching.
The ancestors were somewhat confused as to which name the reincarnated monk should be called, but except for Kahn, none of the other beings were familiar with Vandaloni.
But Karasim is their recognized partner.
"Is it traditional... Okay! Then let you paraphrase those words for me! I will become one with this kid soon. There may be some forgetfulness by then."
With the help of Craig's body, the monk began to tell the story of his experience.
Includes Lilith's resurrection and a brief analysis of Malthael's plot!
None of the barbarian ancestors present interrupted, they just listened quietly.
Until Vandaloni’s voice was so weak that it could no longer be heard.
As the power of the mantra dissipated, Craig lay stiffly on his back on the ground.
The ancestors began to exchange opinions with each other at this time.
Only Sword Master Kahn looked at Craig in front of him and said nothing for a long time.
"Lilith, the common mother of the Nephalem? What does Malthael want to do?"
Madoc crossed his arms and tilted his head as he kept thinking.
But the other ancestors focused their attention on Talik.
Talik's opinion is decisive. Compared to ordinary ancestors, gatekeepers enjoy a higher status.
“Our Lady of Grace, save us?”
Talik recited Rasma's last words and looked up at Madoc who was thinking.
"I have no doubts about the fact that Lilith is knowledge, but what does Malthael want to do?"
Talik looked at the ancestors with questioning eyes.
All the ancestors are constantly using their brains and thinking desperately.
“The combination of wisdom and knowledge may be more suitable for creation than fate plus knowledge! The world over there is already heading for destruction!”
Leiko passed through the souls of the ancestors and yawned.
It is already unusual for Rasma to speak words seeking salvation.
Rathma's power was enough to get him everything he wanted, except the ones that never came.
"Is Malthael's purpose to devour? Or to cooperate?"
Madoc muttered.
This question is important.
If Malthael chose to devour Lilith, then how could Rathma wake up his mother in front of Malthael?
And Malthael's power should be higher than Lilith's, so there is no need to look far away from the near.
Unless Malthael knows some secret about Lilith!
“None of this is unimportant, Bulcaisel will take care of it.
He is about to become the Immortal King!
The problem now is that this child, after becoming the reincarnation of a monk, does not have the power of the Nephalem in his body. ”
Cassius tugged at his beard and looked at Craig on the ground.
Craig’s soul has begun to transform into the image of Karasim.
The long hair that fell off and the beard that grew made him look older for many years
"The bloodline of the monk? Maybe let Johanna and I each give him some blood?
In this way, he can probably get the balance of the bloodline, right?"
Leiko raised her eyes and took a look. The Elder's Temple, which was blocked by the Holy Mountain, had some expectations in its eyes.
He felt the power of the Archangel of Justice, and if nothing else happened, Bulcasso became stronger again.
A monk's bloodline is a balance of half angel and half demon.
When he showed the dark figure of Lingguan Wu, the divine radiance exuded showed this.
Barbarians are more like demons, while Crusaders are more like angels.
But no one knows whether such a fusion can achieve the results they hope for.
"There is still life! Don't say you can't feel the essence of Craig, he is a creature of a certain world! Just why!?"
Karl Qiu punched him hard with his fist It hit his palm and made a loud noise.
His face looked a little ugly.
The power of life is not controlled by death? But came into this world as an ordinary human being?
Karl Qiu can’t quite understand this kind of thing.
"Perhaps there are some calculations among the gods in this world that we don't know about?"
Madoc raised his head and glanced at Leiko.
Regarding the things about the gods of this world, Bulcaisuo may have something to hide from them.
But he will not hide it from Leiko.
Because Leiko is on the same level as those guys.
Madoc needs more information from Reiko.
"Okay, we still have Kanai's Box! The worst we can do is throw my blood in with Johanna's blood. The power of Kanai's Box is enough to create a medicine that fits the physique of a monk. Blood!”
Leiko said a little irritably.
She has felt that the power outside the Temple of the Elders is weakening, and Bulcasso is about to come out!
......
"Let's go, Rorschach!"
Bulkeso held two legendary gems in his hands and greeted Rorschach.
Even if Rorschach becomes the new Archangel of Justice, he is still a member of the barbarians!
The blood of the Buck Tribe will not be completely rejected by the mere Archangel.
And Tyrell still has some sense of proportion.
If Rorschach is taken away from the barbarians, then the higher heaven will have to bear the corresponding revenge!
Equal revenge!
The barbarism now has such power!
"Is this the world in the eyes of the archangel?"
Rorschach turned his head and looked at the light wing behind him, feeling a little embarrassed. A new perspective, and the indifference of human nature filled his heart with uneasiness.
"Rorschach, I say! Let's go!"
With a casual move, Bulcasso took the two knives on the ground in his hands and hung them on his waist.
As for the old man who just walked out of the crack, he was standing at the door of the Elder's Temple tapping the layer of energy with his hand.
“Am I human now or what?”
Rorschach took off the nut hammer from his waist and put it in front of him for observation.
asked Bulcasso.
Slightly panicked.
"You are a barbarian, the leader of the next stag. But if you want to ascend to the position of leader, you have to wait."
Bulkessor walked to the elder At the entrance of the temple, he looked at the light outside and said.
Bulkasso never thought that he would be defeated, let alone that he would die in battle!
So, Rorschach may have to fight as the successor and the next one for a long time.
As for the power of the Archangel?
This just allowed Rorschach to observe Tyrell's perspective.
Perhaps, that dark bastard will come out one day and get his power back from Rorschach.
Bulkeso thought so.
But he didn’t know that after Tyrell returned to the High Heaven, he died as a human in the hands of Israel!
That incomparable power has also become a balancing force!
“Ha!”
Bulkessor stood at the top of the steps and let out a loud enough war cry!
The double swords at the waist exude a strong light!
The Holy Mountain began to contain its energy, and green grass grew on this silent mountain.
"I! I am the Immortal King!"
Bulkessor roared.
The blood in his body is booming rapidly.
That mixed power kept gathering on him.
Then it turned into pure life breath and spread on the earth!
The sound of tomahawks breaking through the air was echoed by the sound. From the corner of the holy mountain, a mouse poked its head out and looked around.
Not far behind the mouse, a fox jumped up high and pounced on the mouse!
Moss finally climbed on the abandoned huge stone building!
A few rabbits ran out from the dry bushes.
"Bulkeso!"
Leiko roared loudly!
The low cry of a bull came from behind.
The blood-red and strong body gathered into a whole cow and appeared there, but it lacked a pair of horns that were strong enough.
The bull's feet kept scraping the ground, seeming a little anxious.
"Bulkeso!"
This is the sound of Canuck!
A golden light emerged from his soul, converging on the bull's head and forming strong horns!
The bull raised its head and shouted loudly to the sky!
"Bulkesser! Haha!"
Madoc shouted loudly and laughed.
The storm rose with his voice, breaking those withered branches to the ground!
The snow on the ground faded away in the storm, revealing the soil that should have been fertile!
The remains of broken weapons can be seen everywhere on the ground, rising into the sky with the strong wind!
The metal rubbed and turned into thunder, landing on the withered branches!
The flames rise!
"Bulkasso! Oh!"
Talik pinched Cassius's neck and yelled!
His anger spread all over the ground like water!
The newly sprouted green grass suddenly grew taller!
The anger of the Tagus tribe is the praise and miracle of life!
In the crack where the dead tree fell, saplings began to sprout!
"Immortal King!"
Cassius punched Tarik in the throat, interrupting Tarik's shout of "oh"!
A big bear appeared behind him!
The big bear stood upright and roared at the river that had just begun to thaw!
"The Immortal King!"
This voice is extremely low!
This is the roar from Kotur!
The big bear raised his palms and smashed them heavily on the ice of the river!
"Click!" The sounds became one! The ice surface completely turned into powder!
A fish leaps up from the rushing river, its scales reflecting the dazzling light between the sunlight and the water waves!
"Bulkeso~"
Long, sleeping Orak's voice sounded.
The big bear stretched out its mouth and bit the fish in its mouth!
The big bear will never go hungry, this is the request of the God of War!
All the ancestors raised their heads and looked at Bulkesso who was standing at the top.
Looking at the double swords that were emitting dazzling light!
The follow-up will probably be a big chapter of 8,000 or 10,000 words.
If there is not enough words before six o'clock, then I will probably send it out directly.
Recently I saw a comment, saying that it is better to read the story background of Diablo III than to read what I wrote, saying that I copied a lot of the background story of Diablo...
I was a little flattered...
I never expected that I could actually make readers have such an illusion...
Among the character relationships, the relationship between the archangels, the relationship between the devil of hell, etc. All of them are the result of my hard work.
The purposes of all parties are accompanied by the strands of hair that fell on the pillow...
Looking up information is the most basic respect for the original work for a second-generation writer.
There’s not much to say about this.
However, there is another comment that hates my rearranged character identity.
Especially Andalil’s identity.
I mentioned that Andariel and Duriel are twins, so I can’t accept the setting I made...
What I want to do is tell the story of a hero, a hero. Based on the world view of darkness and despair, it is a story of human beings who still fight.
I hope that every character can leave an impression on the readers after they appear on the stage.
That’s why I set it up according to my needs.
Although it is a bit uncomfortable, I still thank the readers for their willingness to express their opinions.
Thank you
(End of this chapter)