Chapter 715 The Skeleton King sits quietly on his throne
At this time in Canduras, Leoric is sitting silently on his throne.
If this seat can still be regarded as a throne.
Has anyone seen the king alone?
Leoric was filled with doubts.
[Does what I do really make sense?
Can what I give and receive really make everything return to the way it was at the beginning? 】
Such questions filled everything about Leoric in the past time.
Whether it was when he was the Skeleton King or when he was the King of Canduras.
He was hesitating like this.
Half of Leoric's face is a human face, and the other half is a skeleton!
The crown on the head is as gorgeous as ever, but there are no gems as decoration on the crown.
Extending from half of the skeleton's face are the shoulders of a skeleton and an arm where only thick bones can be seen.
Leoric is already the Skeleton King, even now he can appear in human form and can rule this reborn Khanduras as a "human".
But he is already the Skeleton King.
"Bulkessor, can I trust you?"
Leoric whispered, as if asking Bulkesso, who was not here at this time.
The human half of his face showed a smile, as if he had received Bulcaisuo's affirmative answer.
……
“Bulkess, can I trust you?”
In the tomb Leoric built for himself, he asked the young barbarian in front of him.
The name Bulcaisel was a thunderous one for Leoric.
The first Nephalem, the creator of forges and weapons.
Rough and angry power points to the only one!
After Leoric transformed into a huge skeleton, this was the first time he saw a barbarian coming to him without hostility and anger.
So he spoke out.
“You can’t believe me, because I don’t know what I will do.
Skeleton King, I know your past, but please don’t ask me why I know all this.
I just have a feeling that I can help you.”
At that time, there was no old Bulcasso standing there, like a mountain.
The breath on his body is as cold as the cold wind in the mountains, but he can feel the heat of the blood flowing through his body in the cold.
Life seems to be blooming slowly in the cold wind and falling snow.
The branches that were mostly buried under the snow seemed to be accumulating the power to sprout again in the snow.
“Bulkessor, the representative of nature.
In other words, you have mastered nature, so why are you not the immortal king yet?”
The huge skeleton slumped on the throne asked this question.
A faint blue flame was burning slowly in the empty eye socket.
He was not crazy at all at this time.
It is nothing like the demeanor of the Skeleton King described by those tomb robbers who luckily escaped from the royal tomb.
“Ha, why should I become the Immortal King?
Just to be regarded as a god and legend one day and have my tribe carve a statue for me?
The Immortal King represents nothing special, it is just that it can bear the fate of a clan.
After doing this, is there any difference between being the Immortal King or not? ”
Bulkessor sat cross-legged directly in front of the Skeleton King.
Even though Bulkesso was very tall and burly.
But in front of the Skeleton King, who is almost four meters tall, he still looks like a child.
The Barbarian and the Skeleton King sat face to face. The Skeleton King moved his head slightly, but soon there was no movement.
"So barbarian, what are your plans for coming here?
Kill me, get rid of the Skeleton King who is just guarding his wealth during his lifetime, and then take Canduras with him The buried wealth left here?
And became a legend among the carnival and worship of the tomb robbers? ”
Leoric said lazily.
At this time, Leoric seemed particularly calm.
“I didn’t have this plan, it’s just that I heard a piece of news.
It’s just an opportunity to defeat everything, to end everything, so that people will no longer be the feeding animals of angels and demons.
I'll tell you the truth, I heard you have a dark soul stone here."
Bulcasso spoke very casually, not even looking at the Skeleton King in front of him.
He walked all the way to the Skeleton King and broke many bones.
I don’t know how many ghosts the Oathkeeper in my hand has shattered.
But only in front of the Skeleton King, Bulcaisel did not show any hostility.
Just because Skeleton King did not attack first...
"Can I know who you know from?
Dark Soul Stone, this thing brings me endless sadness.
Then from what source do you know?
Have you met my son?
Or have you found the notes he left in this world? ”
Leoric showed no signs of excitement.
He just asked calmly, as if all this had nothing to do with him.
The Skeleton King does not belong to the ranks of the dead.
Because the dead should just be a corpse without any action.
But he is not a living person, and a living person will not act in the image of a skeleton.
Skeletor is nothing more than a blasphemy against life.
“You mean Aidan?
He’s a hero, that’s all.
Let’s get straight to the point, I know that from Imprius.
I just came back from the high-level heaven, and that guy is rough.
But surprisingly he is a nice guy, at least I feel no pressure to deal with him. "
Bulkessor took out a clay pot from his backpack as he spoke. The pot contained a strong aura of high-level heaven.
Although Leoric is still alive
But I am still very familiar with this kind of atmosphere.
The Holy Light Cathedral likes to use some very precious crystal bottles to hold these. Stuff.
They called this liquid the Fountain of Paradise.
Leoric once wondered whether this was really the spring water in the high-level paradise, but now even if he knows it, he can only satisfy his curiosity.
“Is this really a spring in a high-level paradise?”
Well, Leoric, a skeleton, is still curious.
Curiosity about unknown things is a good sign.
At least curiosity can make him more like a special being.
“Yes, there is a fountain on the High Heaven, surrounded by earthen jars.
I then took a jar and filled it with some spring water.
This I plan to try to make some wine to drink.
You know, food is still precious in this world, but it is only worth a thousand dollars to barbarians.
There is no way, who made the land around the Holy Mountain of Arreat frozen as hard as iron. It is too difficult to farm on the Holy Mountain of Arreat. ”
Bulkessor and Leoric talked like old friends for many years. They had never met before, and I have to say that this was a bit strange, but it didn’t seem that strange.
“Your power should be able to easily change all the landforms, why not do this? ”
Leoric is curious again.
Everything about Bulcasso indicates that he has mastered the power of nature.
Things like climate and landforms should be something he can change at will.
But such a Bulkesso would actually be distressed because the land in the Arreat Mountains is not suitable for farming?
“The reason why nature is called nature is of course because they naturally become like this.
Do I need to turn the mountains into deep valleys? Let the snow turn into the ocean?< br>
That's not natural, that's destroying it all. "
There was a strange sense of superiority in Bulcaisel's eyes, which made Leoric a little bit dissatisfied.
He is just a barbarian, Where does this sense of superiority come from?
There is nothing wrong with barbarians being a long-standing civilization, but they have not had much time to record culture as they have been struggling to survive. br>This is one of the reasons why barbarians are always despised in the rich human world
A group of powerful warriors, the first difficulty they face every day is whether they can feed their families today?
This seems very funny.
“Let’s go back to the topic at the beginning.
Did you know from Imprius that I have a brand new Dark Soul Stone?
I have never known that Archangel of Courage. I met him, how did he know?
Even before I died, I hoped that these archangels would appear in front of me and save my country.
Those guys actually exist? ”
Leoric’s voice was filled with a little bit of madness.
With this emotion, the cold atmosphere in Leoric’s tomb began. Spread.
“Those guys are not omnipotent, so you better calm down.
I don't want to break your rotten bones with the heavy knife in my hand.
You'd better communicate with me! ”
A moment of anger flashed across Bulcaisel.
The anger made Leoric calm down again.
Even Candula, who was aloof when he was alive, The wise king of Sri Lanka also had to think carefully when coming face to face with the anger of a barbarian.
These guys don't have more time to learn the etiquette that is popular in the human world now.
So their attitudes are written on their faces.
The aura of natural authority on Bulcaisel's body already illustrates his power.
But this is not strange.
After all, it would be a bit ridiculous if a barbarian named Bulcaisel was not even a legend.
Only one has the right to be violent when dealing with savages.
Unless it is two barbarians dealing with each other, there will be a situation where both people are qualified to be violent.
“Okay, now I want to know how you communicated with him?
If he knew that there was a dark soul stone in my hand, he should choose to keep silent.
After all, I am not here to wait for the arrival of a Nephalem like you
This Dark Soul Stone is also a surprise I plan to leave for the Hell Demon King.
A living person with normal or even noble thinking cannot bear the whispers of the devil of hell, so a dead and crazy skeleton can bear it, right?
Although I don't mind that the one sealed in such a dark soul stone is an archangel. ”
Leoric stated his purpose of staying here very naturally.
He was willing to stay in this place with this attitude, not just to wait for someone he resented. exists?
It didn't matter whether it was the Archangel or the Demon King of Hell. In Leoric's eyes, they were both equally hateful.
As for angels and demons in general?
Those guys are probably no match for Leoric at this time.
Of course, Leoric will not have any fear.
“When I put the earthen pot into the fountain to fill the water, the guy rushed out without saying a word.
Fountains can be seen everywhere in the higher heaven. I don't understand why that bastard Imprius is reluctant to part with such a small amount of spring water.
So we had a fight.
He said that one day he would seal me in the Dark Soul Stone.
It’s really funny. If you want to shut me up, wouldn’t it be better to just kill me?
I am just a barbarian, not an immortal being. ”
Bulcaisel took the jar and looked at it, as if he wanted to see why the thing inside was so important to Impris.
Leoric's eyes finally fell on the earthen jar in Bulcasso's hand.
Well, it smells like bones.
Still very rich.
Judging from Leoric's extensive experience in manipulating bones as the Skeleton King, this crock should be an urn.
Well, when Leoric discovered this, he understood why Prius was so excited.
Of course, high-level heaven will not be stingy with a little bit of the spring of heaven.
That is nothing but spring water to an angel.
Even for humans, this thing is just a prop used by weak humans to expel equally weak demons and ghosts.
The problem lies with the urn.
The angels use the spring of heaven for daily washing and drinking.
Bulkasso used an urn to hold water?
What is the difference between this and stuffing rotting corpses into other people’s water sources?
If someone used an urn to serve food to Leoric, then Leoric would stand up from his throne.
Then use the mad king’s scepter to break that idiot’s bones piece by piece!
"Have you never thought that the problem lies with the earthen pot in your hand?"
Leoric suddenly felt helpless.
Of course he realized that the Bulcaisuo in front of him was not a regular barbarian.
Ordinary barbarians, not to mention the issue of strength, at least would not have a casual chat with a skeleton like him here.
According to Leoric's experience, if a team of adventurers comes to his tomb and is lucky enough to enter this hall.
Then what the barbarian has to do is definitely roar, and then fly in front of him with a jumping slash.
But the Bulcaisuo in front of him not only had no intention of fighting, he even sat opposite him and talked with him.
For a dark soul stone that doesn’t sound like a good thing just because of its name?
“This thing is really dirty, and the dust inside has accumulated a thick layer.
So I poured the dust on the ground before filling the spring water, and then washed the tile Jar.”
Bulcasso said with an indifferent expression.
Hearing this, Leoric quickly changed to a more comfortable position to sit.
What Bulkesso did was simply a provocation to High Heaven.
This is what Leoric wanted to do but had no chance to do.
He now has a better impression of the barbarian in front of him who asked for the Dark Soul Stone.
"So, how did you escape Imprius' pursuit?"
Leoric asked such a question.
"Escaped? Why did you escape?
I pressed Imprius's head directly into the spring water. He muttered for a long time before I understood what he said.< br>
That’s why I showed up here to ask you for the Dark Soul Stone
This time I want all those bastards from Hell Demon to get out!
It’s better to be packed to the brim, just like the big vat in front of my house is stuffed with meat! "
When Bulcaisu said this, his expression was a little ferocious.
When facing the archangel, Bulcaiso did not have the awe of Laoshizi. When facing the devil of hell, Bulcaisuo Suo was full of contempt and hostility.
At this time, Leoric realized that if he really wanted to take revenge on the High Heaven and Burning Hell, then Bulcaisuo would be the best candidate.
It is even more convenient and faster than him fishing on this lonely throne.
So Leoric made an interesting and bold decision!
He wants to hand over the most important item in his collection for revenge to this interesting barbarian!
This chapter and the next should be about the part of Bulcaisel's story that blocks his fears and past memories.
Counting this chapter, it can be finished within three chapters at most...
If I can’t finish it in three chapters, then I will write a big chapter and definitely finish this part of the story within three chapters...
(End of this chapter)