Chapter 450 Successor "Juggernaut" Kahn
Obviously, Hellab didn't want to hear such words from Luke at all.
There are countless warriors on this holy mountain who have interpreted what the saying "risk everything" means.
To put it in a nicer way, it’s called “meaningless sacrifice”!
There are too many here, both barbarians and other nephalems have seen too many times like this, but no one feels insensitive.
Because this kind of thing happened to each of them, and every connected, intimate, hated, and familiar face was faced with this "risk everything" choice at any time.
Pain can be seen everywhere...
"Conqueror, that's enough! I say! That's enough!"
Jessica said in the stiffest tone and stretched out her hand His hand passed through the raging flames and grabbed Herab's wrist.
The sudden increase in power reminded Hairab of Orak!
"Tch! The power that Orac left in you is not for you to use to stop me at this time!
That should be in a more meaningful place and at a more dangerous moment!"
Herab said without looking back, but the hand holding Luke loosened little by little.
Jessica would not attack directly, he knew it very well.
The moment these warriors came to the Holy Mountain, there was no big secret for their ancestors.
How far they can grow and what characteristics they will exhibit.
These are almost all predictable.
Although their future cannot be determined just like this, there will be no deviation in the general direction.
They have seen countless warriors grow up, and no matter how awkward a person is, there are traces of their changes.
Jessica is not the most suitable person for Orac, but she is indeed the only one among this group of warriors who may understand Orac.
"Although it is not dangerous at all on the Holy Mountain, it is very meaningful at this time! Your anger has long been integrated into your brain.
Herab, Luke is the heir of Madoc's ancestor, no matter it is No time can change this fact."
Jessica acted like she was communicating with Hellab on an equal footing, which made Luke a little uncomfortable.
Luke took control of his body with some effort, and the angry flames began to slowly melt into his body.
"Thank you" Luke first said to Herab who punished him severely, then turned his head and looked at Jessica: "Okay Jessica. Don't continue talking. Go down. No one is wrong here, it’s just not being strong enough.”
Luke patted the blood-stained clothes on his body and forced a smile on his face.
His gratitude to Hailab was very sincere, and Luke has changed now.
He finally understood why Bulcasso described the powerful ruler like that.
What is strong may not be correct, but if you are not strong enough, no one will be able to hear you clearly!
“You no longer need that puppet to vent, and we don’t need that scum to prove ourselves. I only have one question, where should I go to enter the secret realm of my ancestors.
I need to be more determined to become stronger. "
Luke said with his eyes widened. At this time, he finally thought like a mature warrior.
"Go to Orek, he is at the Elder Behind the temple. "
Herab said this. Although his face was still full of anger, his tone softened unconsciously.
He slowly took out a broken long stick. , it looks like a blunt weapon used by barbarians.
"Madoc's sadness, I don't know if this part should be called Madoc or sadness, it is yours now."
After that, he punched the stick on the ground.
“I plan to call him ‘Weak Luke’, and then write a note for this weapon in my story.
A weak warrior, like a father’s mentor, has passed away During the last journey, I chose the ridiculous 'reason' and missed the mentor's final grand performance."
Luke said softly, and then grabbed the stick from the ground.
His anger no longer flashed, but the stick was like a lamp, flashing a warm light like a bonfire.
“Ha!”
Luke let out a war cry, and a circle of sound waves spread along with the vibration of the air.
Luke jumped up high, and then stepped heavily on the purple man's chest.
The legs were slightly bent and he made a standard landing action after a jump slash.
The stick in his hand penetrated the purple man's head like a spear.
The sound of a blunt instrument penetrating the iron shell is not very pleasant, but it is particularly refreshing at this time.
“Jessica, I will find the head of a qualified prey, and no matter what happens, I will go and have a wrestling match with the ancestor of Kotur.
It won’t be long, it might as well be Said, I hope it’s now.”
Luke smiled, revealing his particularly white teeth.
"That's best. Our running-in can be done after marriage."
Jessica smiled, turned around and left directly.
The purple man was like a toad pinned to the rocks beside the river bed with a wooden stick, his body twitching constantly.
Death is coming, there will be no torture, only death that finally does not come suddenly will accompany him.
The last time he died, he died so quickly that he didn't even have time to feel the gradual coldness that followed the footsteps of death.
This time, it made up for his regret.
Death twice, each time is a new experience.
......
"Fuck! Bastard, bastard! Madoc, you bastard!"
Kahn's figure was squeezed bit by bit from the gate of the Holy Mountain He came out, cursing in his mouth.
When he completely broke away from the gate of the Holy Mountain and finally stood firm, the figures of two ancestors appeared in front of him.
He did not land in front of the gate of the Holy Mountain, but appeared here the moment he landed.
There is only one... "den" on the Holy Mountain that belongs to the three ancestors.
"Talik and Korik, you don't know anything about Madoc's actions, why don't you stop that bastard!"
Kahn lost his usual enthusiasm as a sword master. That peace.
His relationship with Madoc was not very good, and he even felt that even if he had a chance to become a gatekeeper, that bastard Madoc would definitely jump out and ridicule him.
But I never thought that I would take over Madoc's responsibility, and that annoying guy would completely become a thing of the past.
“Why——stop? Blowing~”
Talik raised his head while blowing his nose.
There is a sculpture made by Madoc a long time ago. The sculptures of the three ancestors form a triangle.
Tarik pointed at the sculptures one by one and said, "That's Maddock, this is me, and that is Kolik."
Kahn looked along Tarik's fingers, only to find that the one said to be Madok Ke's sculpture clearly holds two long swords in its hands.
Of course he is familiar with those two swords, because the original legend is in his hands.
"Now that's Kahn, Talik and me."
Kolik said obviously unhappy.
After Madoc disappeared, being able to speak in such a somewhat sad tone had already exhausted all his strength.
As his words fell, pieces of gravel began to fall from the face of Madoc's sculpture, and in just a blink of an eye, the face turned into Kahn.
"Madoc has known it for a long time. We don't even know when he knew it. But the guy was prepared from the beginning and waited for this day to come."
Talik took out the Token of Shame from his backpack, with memories written on his face.
“I didn’t care about this legend at that time. Kahn, although you are older than us, you have not witnessed our growth.
To be honest, that bastard Madoc gave me this legend.
He said that without the legendary Talik, even the Guardian would not be able to defeat the Battle Prophet. ”
When Talik repeated Maddock’s words, he should have been filled with anger.
But only thick memories appeared on his face.
“ It is not my shame to lose to the Battle Prophet. I did not accept this legend at that time, of course from Madoc.
Later, in order to become stronger, I chose to challenge the Demon King of Hell. Of course, I knew I wasn't strong enough to defeat those guys.
So I chose the weakest of the hell demons, Belial.
Then I failed miserably. "
Talik smiled at himself before continuing.
"The bastard jumped out with this legend, with a fool's smile on his face. Then he handed the sword directly to me.
He said, 'This sword has witnessed your shame, Shouldn't it be under your control? ', I still remember his hateful face at that time
So I launched another attack on Billie...
Then, the Proof of Shame witnessed another humiliation for me and the victory of both of us.
After that, Madoc never defeated me again, and I became the brightest among the three ancestors. Strong.”
Talik sniffed and secretly glanced at Korik on the side.
The strongest one on the surface is the defender Talik, because Talik is the unbreakable shield among the three ancestors.
When the three ancestors fought together, they never lost.
Talik, who had never suffered a loss in battle, naturally became the "strongest".
“I think you are the strongest one, at least among the three of us at that time.”
Korik interjected, with a dull look on his face.
Talik rolled his eyes at him.
"In fact, the strongest among us is the fool over there. A fool who values life regardless of his position. The second is Mardoc, and I am the weakest in the real fight. "
Talik said and covered Kolik's mouth with such force that Kolik's spine even made a sound.
“I have not killed any life except demons. Not even Korik has done this.
But that's because my "power" comes from this legend, and my "weakness" is also because of it.
Bile was stronger than Madoc and I imagined. That victory at that time came too hastily.
But I know nothing and am even complacent.
Madoc may have known where all this was going, but he didn't say it. Even laughing and joking without looking serious. ”
Talik continued to tell, and Kolik wanted to break off Talik’s hand, but finally let it go.
Kahn looked at Tarik with his eyes. He didn't know what Tarik meant by what he said at this time.
“My shame comes from Belial, because of arrogance and arrogance!
That was the first time I realized the power of lies, and lies and truth are only under Belial’s control Among them. 'Everyone you will kill will be your friend, your loved one, and you will live your life in pain and shame'
No. What is known as a lie or a curse is suppressed by this legend, and it is Madoc who really suppresses these things.
I will no longer kill any life except the devil, because that will not happen. Bringing no trace of glory. This legend has become a 'proof of shame'.
It contains some power belonging to Bile, until I completely tamed this legend and it became my own legend with strange power.
Madoc said it was fate.
It will not be destroyed, like Madoc's sorrow. As long as we exist, these legends will be back in our hands.
Kahn, you have become the gatekeeper, which means that Madoc has already seen some clues.
Either he already knew that you were the candidate from the first generation Bulcaiso, or he knew through fate that you would be the destined next one. ”
Kahn's body was trembling as he listened to Tariq's story.
"You mean that Madoc, who is so much younger than me, saw that I would be his next one when he was a teenager?"
Obviously Kahn is not very good at it. Be able to accept the news.
At this time, Kolik finally broke free from Talik's hands.
"When will I tell Bulcaisso about this? Wait until he comes back or should we go now?"
Korik glanced at the sculpture in the distance and gritted his teeth.
Bulkeso is the Immortal King, and all this should not be hidden from him.
“We’ll talk about it after he comes back. I don’t want to look at him with a straight face despite being obviously sad. Even if he has tears streaming down his face, it’s more comfortable to look at than with an expression like a coffin board. !”
Talik roared somewhat roughly.
His story was interrupted at this point.
Kahn squinted his eyes and looked at Tarik and Korik.
He felt that these two guys were hiding something from him.
There is not much age difference between Bulkesso and them, at least they are of the same generation.
But it seemed like there was some secret that Kahn didn't know.
“The Immortal King is a responsibility, and I always think this responsibility is like a joke.”
Kahn bared his teeth and looked at Tarik, unable to see his look in his squinted eyes.
"If it's a joke, this may be the most dangerous joke. At least I can't laugh."
Talik turned his head stiffly, like an owl. It made him look particularly eerie.
But he is already a ghost, so it is normal for him to be a bit spooky.
"Is there any immortal king alive? I mean except Bulcaisel."
Korik said meaningfully.
In exchange, Kahn looked at him like he was a fool.
"Do you think there are any dead people who are still alive? Or are there any living people who are dead?"
Kahn glared at Kolik and walked directly under the sculpture of himself.
As gatekeepers, they will be the most important force in containing the Immortal King.
But you also have to follow some orders from the Immortal King.
There is nothing wrong with new employees always waiting for their bosses to arrange their work.
After listening to a somewhat "old-fashioned" story, Kahn was not as angry as before.
But it’s just not “that angry”.
“Madoc’s original goal was death, right?”
Kahn asked without looking back.
A dead man is not afraid of death.
The power of death is what Bulkesso needs most now.
Being integrated into the Holy Mountain and waiting for the destruction of Bulcasso is just the icing on the scene.
“It’s just that he no longer needed to plan for death.”
Talik nodded, and then walked directly into his sculpture.
Next, he will use the method that can only be used by the "Three Ancestors" to tell Kahn something.
"The Immortal King is immortal, but only legends are immortal."
Kolik said the answer to his question, and then smiled at Kahn's background.
The name Bulkesso has always represented a lot of things.
Both Talik and Korik tacitly concealed the fact that the first generation ancestors had not yet completely cooled down.
The three ancestors are the gatekeepers chosen by the first generation ancestors. If the first generation ancestors have completely cooled down, Kahn will not get a make-up result after Madoc disappears.
Madoc likes this kind of temptation, and every move will bring multiple rewards.
Always like this!
Call it a day and go to bed...
Good morning...
Thank you...
(End of this chapter)