Chapter 852 The Extremely Stupid Rasma
“Your Majesty Bulkesso, thank you very much for your accommodation.
Now is the time for me to give out the most precious reward.
< br>I have never been the only one with the power of destiny.”
Rasma looked calm.
It was as if the anger his brother was radiating towards him didn't exist.
“Can you really take it out?
I originally planned to snatch it directly from you.
Although I still have doubts about fate,
< br>But what Inarius left you is real.”
Burcasso's eyes were a little cold.
He understood when Rasma said that he would not give up the opportunity in Bulkesso's position.
The necromancer in front of him did not want to save his father.
That's why Bulkatho gave the contemptuous insult "the unfilial son of Inarius" when Rathma invited him to name the legend.
But Bulcaisuo cannot deny that Inaris's current strength has indeed gone a step further.
The legendary set of the Necromancer represented by Rathma,
Each set is a standard legendary set with only six pieces of equipment.
But Rathma’s strength is not as simple as a six-piece legendary set builder!
The Necromancer has a total of five legendary sets!
Four of them were created by Rasma herself!
"The Incarnation of Tageo" is Rasma who made his teacher into his own legend!
"Rathma's Bone Armor" is a legend that was naturally formed after Rathma integrated his own power!
"The Grace of Inarius" is a legend that Rathma cast from his father's bones!
The "Burning Carnival Ball Costume" was also created by Rasma himself, although it is not known what kind of mental journey Rasma had behind this legendary set.
On your own! Four sets of legends!
This is the power of Rathma, known as the ancestor of the Necromancer!
Although he was not the real original Necromancer, he directly replaced the original Necromancer with the profession of Rathma's Sacrifice!
Rathma can already represent the profession of Necromancer!
With the set "Inarius's Grace" comes "Inarius's Unfilial Son".
After consuming the weapons left by his teacher!
Rasma's strength has become even stronger!
"You two! You both owe me an explanation!
Or you plan to use your own blood to explain to me!"
The anger of the first ancestor has arrived. On the verge of losing control.
A pair of eyes turned blood red, just like Banal who had not yet regained his senses at that time!
Only about half of the life authority is constantly operating in his body!
Bursts of powerful vitality are transformed into more powerful blood! And then ignited by anger!
“Brother, I knew it when I used your soul as my puppet.
You didn’t intend to fight for me at that time. You hid at least half of it. Strength.
So you think you can let me give you an explanation now that you are so angry?”
Rasma waved the sickle that turned pale white in his hand casually.
The face is full of nonchalance!
“First generation ancestor, you are indeed not as smart as you think.
But you are the most common appearance of a barbarian.
I sometimes Everyone will be surprised how you managed to plot against my three friends.”
Bulkatho made no secret of his contempt for his first ancestors.
This is a simple personal grudge!
Watching his friend plunge into that irreversible pit.
Bulkasso wanted to stop him but had no reason to stop his friend.
Do you want to tell your friends that the first ancestor who wanted you to become the protector of the barbarians was a despicable person?
Or is it not an honor to be the gatekeeper of the Holy Mountain?
No, this is an honor!
The three ancestors did not make any mistakes.
It was simply used by the first ancestors.
“That’s our father! Rasma!
What on earth did you do!
Don’t talk nonsense about your father resurrecting in a high-level heaven!
The last time he was able to come back, it was because of the ‘grace of Inaris’ you had!
But now, you have taken away the ownership of this suit from my father's body!
Even an angel bearing the name of Inaris stands in front of us again!
Honestly, can you call him 'Father'? ? ”
The anger of the first generation ancestors became more and more unsuppressable.
The environment of the high-level heaven that had been maintained by the archangels was once again destroyed!
Rage The high temperature began to appear, melting all the buildings made of unknown materials little by little!
"Brother, apart from your strength, you are only worthy of praise for your concern for your family.
But it's like the doubts in your eyes when you are choked by the Archangel of Destiny.
After I seized the power and defeated fate a little, you still looked at me with that incomprehensible look.
Brother, do you really think that it was 'Father' who let go of the hand that had pierced your skin and strangled your throat? ? ”
There was a bit of sadness in Rasma’s voice.
There was even ridicule!
He is laughing at his brother!
Laughing at the other person for still believing in his father's love when he was almost killed by the Archangel of Destiny.
Laughing at the other party for not realizing until now that his father would never appear together with the Archangel of Destiny!
“It was not my father who spared you back then.
It was the fate that killed my other brothers and sisters!
Because in destiny, you are really easy to take advantage of!
Look what stupid things you have done! ? "
Rasma's voice became high-pitched, even a little sharp.
"You killed brother Vasily with me!
I got part of life, you got half of life!
But I didn’t tell you that I didn’t even have half of the authority over life!
Guess where the missing part of life went!
You watched as the archangels and demons plotted against your tribe.
With your acquiescence, they even destroyed the World Stone that the barbarians had guarded for countless years!
Do you think that once humans are qualified to face the true form of the Demon King of Hell, it is possible to kill them?
How ridiculous!
The World Stone was never simply meant to restrict the Nephalem!
But it strengthens the world’s barriers!
Let neither high-level heaven nor burning hell easily come to the place of refuge!
But what about you?
There is not even one out of ten of my own ethnic group! His body was turned into pieces by the explosion of the World Stone!
My dear brother Bulkesso!
When you stand in front of this barbarian who has the same name as you!
Have you never felt ashamed? ?
What are you protecting? ? ”
Rasma's voice became shriller!
The anger of the first generation ancestors is also getting higher and higher!
"Brother, you'd better change your name.
The current Bulcaisso is more like the king of the barbarians than you.
And what he did is also Much more than you can do!
You have been being used from the beginning to the end! "
Rasma's voice began to turn into sadness little by little.
That kind of sadness can even affect the emotions of all nearby beings.
"Ras Ma, is this what you want to say?
You want me to change my name just because what I do is not as good as that young man over there?
Since you asked about these things, I will simply tell you everything I know! ”
The first generation ancestor slowly bent down and picked up the two knives thrown to the ground by Bulkeso.
Then he wiped them carefully with his leather sleeves.< br>
“My grief will not be less than yours when I killed Vasily!
Vasily is a druid, but you don’t know that Vasily is turning into a beast little by little!
In his eyes, the beasts are his people, not the druids who presented him with the best food!
I don’t know if it was the Burning Hell or the High Heaven that did something to him.
But I noticed that Vasily was being separated from the ranks of the Nephalem little by little! ”
The first generation ancestor held up his two swords and looked at them carefully.
Then he nodded with satisfaction, as if he was satisfied with Bulcasso’s maintenance of the two swords over the years. Feeling satisfied.
"When Tyrael threw the Glory of the Holy Feather in his hand towards the World Stone, I stood there.
Looking at the cracks already covered in the World Stone!
Then, dear brother, tell me!
The World Stone has been broken little by little.
Then it was the Archangel and the Demon King of Hell who broke through the restrictions and came to Sanctuary. Faster?
Or will the shackles on the Nephalem's talents be broken faster? ”
For the first time, ridicule of Rasma appeared on the face of the first ancestor.
Although there was still anger in this sarcasm!
Every hair and beard was spread. ! Raging flames!
"And the hand you said was holding my throat pierced my skin.
Why do you think that the father who stood in front of me and lifted me up was the Archangel of Fate and not our father Inaris?
Yes, you were not born yet at that time.
That was the first time my father tried to lift me high.
A clumsy father and a mother who knows nothing.
Our father lifted me high the way he lifts a demon. Yes, you don't know. Because you were not born yet.
When fate choked my throat, you stood behind my father!
You haven’t seen the surprising love in your father’s eyes!
Rasma! Do you know what you have done? ”
The anger of the first ancestors broke out again!
The crystal corridor of the high-level heaven was completely incinerated by the anger!
The ground turned into lava!
Even the air has been consumed completely.
Every breath you take can only inhale the blazing anger into your body!
“We are the Nephalem!
The child of Lilith of Knowledge and Inaris of Destiny!
We are the sons of Lilith and Inaris!
Also the child of knowledge and destiny!
I don’t know where you heard this evil thing from!
I don’t want to know why you must treat your father and the Archangel of Destiny separately!
When you raised the sickle in your hand, didn't you see the happy smile on your father's face?
There was even relief in that smile!
Why do you! How dare you!
How dare you not even lower your damn head to look at your father!
Father has seen your choice! Only then! He closed his eyes with a smile! ”
The muscles on the face of the first generation ancestor have completely lost control in anger!
Every muscle is trembling for no reason!
Every bit of skin turned into a tidal wave of anger and trembled!
“Bulkessor is right!
You are the unfilial son of Inarius!
My father wanted you to be born strong!
It is your mother who has absorbed all the power that should belong to you!
Vasily and the others knew nothing about this, because they were still children at that time!
But I am not a child anymore! I am your brother!
He is the eldest son of Inaris, the angel of fate!
I saw my father crying silently alone by the quiet river!
Because of His mercy!
Because he cannot hurt his wife.
So I can’t give one more source of the power of destiny to you who is still in your mother’s womb!
So, he is crying! ”
By the last few words of the first generation ancestor's voice, it was already the kind of roar that could resound throughout the world!
“Father thinks he owes you!
But I know! It was your mother who took away your power!
Vasily noticed this when you were born Such a change!
You underestimate your kind and gentle brother!
Do you think why Vasily gradually moved further and further away from the Nephalem? ?
I don’t know who the archangel is who intervened!
But the devil got involved! It is the knowledge Lilith that you kneel before her!
Do you think that the mother who takes you with her at all times really loves you! ?
Do you think that the mother who has armed you with knowledge really loves you! ?
You thought! How much your mother loved you when she gave you to Tageo! ?
Now! Rasma! Tell me who our mother is!
Then tell me who your teacher Tagio is! ”
The anger of the first ancestors continued to spread.
Just before it spread to the crystal dome, it was blocked by a burst of soft sky-blue light!
"Lilith! The daughter of the leader of the hell demons who hates the demon Mephisto.
Tagio, the guardian of the balance of the world, the first person to understand balance..."
La Sima's voice began to grow fainter.
Slowly said these two sentences.
“The daughter of hatred has learned about love, and I admit that my mother loves us.
But her love was mixed with hatred!
Even with a strong and irreversible fear!
She is afraid of us, afraid of us as her children!
And your teacher is the first person to understand what balance is.
Where do you think he understood balance?
Could it be! Do I need to say the damn name Israel?
Tell me! Rasma!
Where is your vaunted wisdom! ?
Your brain, which is filled with knowledge and experience, is full of wisdom that you boast about! ?
You unfilial son!
You killed our father who loved us selflessly.
But you are my last brother!
I wish I could tear you into pieces! Then burn it to ashes with endless rage!
Then the ashes will be piled up forever on the ground where everyone will step on them!
But because you bastard are my last brother!
But I can't kill you, a fool who has been taken advantage of countless times!
Your authority is the balance of life and death that Israel has shaken!
Start from that moment! Your power is under Israel's control from beginning to end!
You idiot, you are still complacent about this! ?
The power you get is just a random charity from Lilith!
It's just a random move by Tageo and Israel!
You are now! Show me the savage you speak of who is more worthy of the name 'Bulkess' than I am!
Then tell me what his eyes mean! ”
The first generation ancestor stabbed the two swords into the ground!
Then he turned his figure towards the direction of the crystal dome!
Rasma turned her head to look at Bulkesso with a dull expression.
The name of that look... is called "ignorance"!
“I want to challenge fate.
But Inaris obviously does not intend to give me the chance to meet the Archangel of Destiny.
Although I have done my best to deal with it as a last resort
But I thought you would convince him. "
Bulkeso looked at the ancestor with the same name as himself and said calmly.
"I also thought we would convince him.
But it's like you didn't expect Rasma to kill him.
I didn’t expect it either.
We all thought that this idiot Rasma was not hopelessly stupid.
It seems that our agreement has failed.
But I warn you! Don't take advantage of my brother!
Even if I want to beat him to death now! Then chop it into mincemeat! ”
The first ancestor didn’t even turn his head when he replied.
At this time, he was trying hard to prevent his tears from evaporating with anger from his eyes.
He is the original Nephalem!
Brothers of all the Nephalem!
But he is never omniscient and omnipotent,
so anything he does wrong will have a huge impact.
But he always remembers that he is the last resort for his family.
“If you want to cry, I can lend you the Temple of the Elders.
The place on the Holy Mountain of Arreat was originally prepared for your sleep.
Although the Holy Mountain is Harrogas, I still think you can rest there.
As for the angel over there, I just have some physical needs to talk to him.”
Bulcaisel clenched his fists.
Then the Immortal King suit appeared one by one on his body!
Slowly he pulled out the delicate and heavy-looking gravel hammer in his hand!
“I only have one home now, the Holy Mountain.”
The anger of the first generation ancestors began to subside little by little.
"Only barbarians are accepted in the home of barbarians.
I have no place for the necromancer."
Bulkessor said casually!
Filled in a few holes.
First, the reason for Vasily’s death. From the beginning, I did not intend for the first-generation Nephalem to have competing interests.
It can be said that all the first generation Nephalem were heroes, even though they were heroes who made mistakes.
The second one is Inaris’ position as the father of the first Nephalem.
And the difference between angels and demons.
The Lilith in this book is the real Diavolo who exchanged his identity for Mephisto's help.
Then she was born into Lilith.
And fear is Diavolo’s instinct.
Out of fear of the Nephalem, the youngest son Rathma's power was stolen by Lilith.
This can also explain why Rathma is the only first-generation Nephalem with a teacher in the background.
And why Rasma in the video treats her mother like a servant.
He is always the one being calculated.
He also conveniently filled in Rasma’s trap for plotting against Israel, the Archangel of Destiny.
In fact, he was the one who was plotted...
Now there is another biggest pitfall about the first generation Nephalem, which is the issue of their brazen challenge to the Archangel of Destiny.
This will also be briefly described through the mouth of the first generation Bulkeso.
As for the detailed part, I have planned it into the extra plot of the extra chapter.
(Because when the extra story reaches this part, you can write a little bit about things that have nothing to do with the "main plot".)
I am also quite satisfied with this chapter.
The first-generation Bulcaisel, who was always used as a backdrop before, is now a bit plumper.
After returning the "Oath of Bulkatho" suit, Bulkatho is about to prepare to create his own legend.
(End of this chapter)