Chapter 438 Boredom in Gossip
Who as a human would give their whole heart to angels and demons who are above them?
Even if there are, they are probably the kind that have never been seen before.
At least the Nephalem will not treat angels and demons wholeheartedly. After all, the ugliness of these guys has long been exposed to humans.
At this time, several ancestors were gathering together and whispering on the holy mountain of Harrogas.
To say it was a whisper meant that their conversation would not be leaked.
The barbarians themselves are already used to things like voices.
"What are you doing! Why do you want me to decide the matter between your three ancestors!?"
Kahn was waving the sword in his hand dissatisfied, his face darkened.
A strong person is never carved out of a mold.
Even though these guys are barely on the same side in terms of stance, their respective wills are equally firm and unshakable.
Kahn couldn't understand why Madoc would want him to take over the responsibility of the three ancestors.
After all, the accusation made by the three ancestors is not something that can be replaced by just changing people.
Kahn's intuition told him that Maddock had some plan, and Maddock had no confidence in it, otherwise he would not have made such arrangements.
"Ahem! You know, my soul was seriously injured before, but now I am no match for Korik and Talik."
Madoc coughed as he spoke.
There was a bit of ridicule on his face.
Such an expression makes it more difficult for others to discern his true inner thoughts, but it is obvious that there is some conspiracy.
Kahn can use his own sword to guarantee it!
So he rolled his eyes and glanced at Cassius who was standing a little further away.
The attitude of "Cassius, please say something" is a bit ridiculous.
"Do you believe it? Cassius? I don't believe it anyway!"
Kahn said this, and the sword in his hand smashed down directly towards Madoc's face.
This posture of wielding swords is not a fighting one, but a testing one.
After all, using a sword as a hammer is not a formal usage.
"I don't believe it either, this bastard Madoc always likes to lie."
Cassius stroked his beard and nodded in approval.
After saying these two sentences, Kahn's attack landed on Madoc's head without any hindrance, making a clear sound.
Obviously the quality of this pair of swords is very good, otherwise they would not be able to make such a beautiful sound.
“I said, have you felt the souls of the first ancestors?”
Olongus sat cross-legged on a stone on one side, holding a large sculpture in his hand, which looked like himself.
The fighting method of boulder throwing is not just about taking out a generally round stone, but such a stone can make the attack come faster.
On the other side, after the first generation Bulqeso was taken care of by Rasma, that kind of fluctuation has been passed to the hearts of these ancestors.
The feeling of heart palpitations coming from the depths of the soul is also a lot of pressure for barbarians.
“The first ancestor? He is a good man.”
Madoc said after sighing.
Good people are not the same as good "people".
The first generation Bulcaisona was the latter.
As for whether he wanted to declare to his parents that he had entered a rebellious period or to protect his brothers, Madoc didn't care at all.
He only cares about whether his friend has become that guy's target.
Although Bulcaisuo didn't say it, the Holy Mountain had already seen it.
A small group of souls from the first generation wanted to occupy Bulcaisel's powerful body. Such an approach was not something Madoc could accept.
The glory of our ancestors needs successors so that the legend can be passed down forever.
But this does not mean that barbarians should strangely become the bodies of their ancestors!
There is no level in life itself!
Of course, the powerful can make demands and set rules on the weak.
But the value of life is not something measured by these things.
Barbarians all pay attention to this thing.
"There are a lot of good people in this world. Nirasek was also a good person before he turned into a demon."
Cassius was a little dissatisfied.
He doesn't like this kind of brain-using thing, but simple fighting and killing can better show his value.
But if the first generation ancestor is a good person, he doesn't quite agree with it.
Even if he taught the forging technology to primitive humans, Cassius would not treat him differently.
He fights with his fists and doesn't care about swords or anything else.
"Good people may not do good things. The first generation ancestor is dead." Kahn made additional explanations and looked at Madoc with a somewhat evil look: "What is the inevitable connection between this and your wanting me to take over?" ”
Apparently he was still dissatisfied with Maddock's statement.
"Of course not, it's just that I plan to take some time off. I was seriously injured, so I can only hand over the most important accusation to a trustworthy guy.
So before you Between him and Kalju, the Sword Master sounds more impressive than the Shield Master."
Madoc said with a grin.
“Your flattery means nothing to me. I don’t care about these things anyway.”
In fact, it was somewhat effective, at least Kahn was quite happy. But things got a little weird after that.
"You mean, the first ancestors will appear where we are?"
Cassius rubbed his chin and said with a depressed look.
By this time things were quite clear.
Sanya's body contains the blood of the first generation, and this thing like will... This place is called Harrogath.
Who knows if the first ancestors will suddenly appear on the holy mountain.
Although Sonya and Natsubo, who appeared and left in a hurry, both said that the first generation of will subjects were in the original world.
But in everything, be afraid of the eventuality.
What if is not good news in most cases.
"What Madoc means is, when that guy appears in front of us, should we listen to Bulkesso's command or him."
Olongus crushed the sculpture in his hand.
The gravel fell to the ground and blended into the land of the Holy Mountain.
Olongus's words contained a strong flavor of disdain.
The first generation ancestors are still too far away, but the current Bulcaisuo can see them more clearly.
The unknown guy always makes everything more subtle.
"Will you listen to others? When have we not decided what to do and what not to do?"
The swords in Kahn's hands touched together, making a series of banging sounds.
As soon as Kahn’s words came out, several guys present calmed down.
Barbarians all have their own ideas.
The Immortal King can set some rules, but enforcement has always been a problem. Men should choose for themselves what to believe and what not to believe.
Every one of these rough guys is as stubborn as a brick on their neck.
Anyone who cannot do this has long been corrupted, and will not be able to appear on the Holy Mountain in this form.
"I have said it a long time ago, it is a delusion to rely on self-consciousness to make the world peaceful. I also want to beat people."
Cassius took a few steps forward , stood in front of Madoc and bent down.
The height difference is still a bit big, so only in this way can the two look at each other.
“It won’t be long before the first generation of ancestors appear, I can feel it.”
Madoc said feebly, his eyes becoming blurred.
"Hahaha! Funny! You finally learned my sense of humor!"
Cassius laughed, but he was the only one laughing.
"What's wrong? Didn't Madoc lose his identity as a prophet after his death? Or do you all know it, but I don't know!?"
I heard what Cassius said and had a good relationship with him. Olongus pressed his forehead helplessly.
“Cassius, Madoc is the gatekeeper selected by the first generation of ancestors, and the three ancestors can all feel some of that guy’s state.
Please, if you find it interesting Can you think carefully before exiting?"
Olongus stood up directly. If he hadn't been able to defeat Cassius, this place would have been filled with boulders.
While Madok was talking to these ancestors, Talik finally went to work at the gate of the Holy Mountain.
"Kolik, do you think Bulcaisel can allow us to continue?"
Talik said to Kolik who was about to leave next to him, his eyes a little confused.
"Which one are you talking about?"
Kolic's body paused and he asked.
This question is nonsense, the ancestors all know which one he is talking about.
But it seems inappropriate to talk about this topic.
“The one who is constantly running around to become stronger, I guess he has probably found something interesting now.”
Talik had to cooperate with Korik in performing .
That’s all the fun is on the Holy Mountain.
"I think I am more familiar with the guy you are talking about. Although he is a bit weird, I am more willing to believe it than the one who lives in the legend."
Kolik finished speaking. Leaving the gate of the Holy Mountain.
Now he is going to find Madoc. He has something to discuss with Madoc.
Talik took out the Token of Shame and put it in front of him, looking at it, and said nothing to Kolik anymore.
This legend has been with him for who knows how many years, giving him new ideas every time he sees it.
"Is it a shame? Maybe so. After all, that is the Demon King of Hell."
Talik muttered to himself, not paying attention to Kalju who was just behind the gate of the Holy Mountain.
The accusation of gatekeeper is like a curse, even when they are still alive, they don't have much freedom.
There is only one way for them to leave the gate of the Holy Mountain, and that is to let Bulcaisso use the Summon of the Ancestors.
Only Bulcaisuo can completely shout their will into the world outside the Holy Mountain.
Being a gatekeeper is not fun at all, but it is full of glory.
Even though this glory can be traced back to the will of the first ancestors, the most praiseworthy thing is the gatekeeper's own thoughts.
This position is the best way to boast.
......
Wayne returned to his Batcave at this time, followed by Craig.
Ah Fu was cleaning up the place and showed no expression when he saw Wayne returning.
This Ah Fu doesn’t have red hair, nor does he have a lot of sexy talk.
He wouldn't destroy the parking lot with a tornado.
All he knows is that as an elder, he will continue to help his young master dream.
The method is to accompany you for a long time, but in the end it will not go anywhere for a long time.
All he has in him is the goodwill and responsibility of an elder.
"I have to say this place doesn't look very comfortable. It's too humid and I don't like this place very much."
Craig said this with excitement in his eyes. Observing everything around him back and forth.
At this time, he seemed a little out of touch.
“That’s an illusion.”
Wayne's cold reply let Craig know he was in trouble.
“Do you wake up from this place every day? It looks and feels very ordinary. But it’s better than me before.
At that time, I had to work several jobs every day I couldn't see any hope at all, but I didn't expect that my lover would face the most difficult choice faster than me."
Craig's nature as "Craig" began to revive. .
Now he has finally gotten rid of the influence of Vandaloni and Karasim.
At least it's a lot more lively.
The way he used to only focus on boxing was not in line with his habits at all.
Wayne looked at Craig with a strange expression on his face, so he took off his half-face helmet from the hanger on one side to block his expression.
There is naturally a reason why I brought Craig to this place.
According to the ancestors, Craig himself is the embodiment of the rules of life, and his weakness is only due to the fact that he has not yet mastered his own body.
A person who cannot die?
One of Annihilation's work contents is to eliminate some "bugs" from the world.
Annihilation, which can even deal with existence, will not be able to deal with a guy with immortality?
Unless the personality has reached the point where Annihilation is unwilling to cancel the deal, what reason would Annihilation have to watch Craig's life encounter various misfortunes and do nothing?
Because Craig is special.
"I wake up from a bed of one hundred square meters every day. Would you believe it when I say this?"
Wayne took some energy drinks and the like from Afu's hand and put them in his mouth Stuffed.
I haven’t had time to change my clothes yet.
It’s just that he really doubts this kind of thing.
But Master Wayne spent so much energy on justice.
It's good now, at least Craig has some simple mantras.
Pretending to be a guy who doesn’t understand anything is a performance that Wayne doesn’t intend to expose.
It’s only about a hundred words short of four thousand, but I really can’t stand it anymore...
Thank you.
(End of this chapter)