Chapter 859 The Anniversary of the First Ancestor
“Okay, don’t be so nervous.
For the sake of this ring, if I plan to challenge you, I will definitely tell you in advance.”< br>
The first generation ancestor suddenly became disinterested.
The ring in his hand represents a piece of his past.
It's just that this past event is not mentioned even in all the legends about the ring in his hand.
“I remember that I cast this thing in Harrogath City.
But at that time, no one seemed to know why I cast this ring.
So how do you know this ring is my wedding ring?”
The first generation ancestor asked as if he had discovered something interesting.
There was a little bit of expectation in his eyes.
"The legend says that this ring is to commemorate a certain sacred festival.
And if it has to do with you, what else could it be for?
Besides you starting What else can you commemorate besides spreading branches and leaves for the barbarians?
Although I don’t know who recognized this thing as your wedding ring in the first place.
But after so many years, the legendary story has not changed.
It’s not like you’re dead and can’t refute rumors.
It can only be said that you have acquiesced in this name.
So do I need to say more? "
Bulkasso lost his fighting spirit as he spoke.
The guy in front of him was no longer the powerful ancestor who created the barbarian clan at this moment.
He is just an old man who wants to know his legend from others.
“Okay, are you interested in hearing me tell a story?
If so, prepare a campfire and food.
I’ve had a long Haven't eaten anything in a while.
Today is a good day for drinking. ”
The first generation ancestors talked nonchalantly.
As for why today is a good day to drink, no one asked.
It’s just drinking, drinking every day Good times.
As long as you have wine, nothing is a problem.
"Hilab, go prepare a banquet.
Today is a festival, that's it."
Bulkessor arranged it casually.
Because I want to celebrate the holiday, today is a holiday.
As for what day today is commemorating, it doesn’t matter.
It’s okay for barbarians to be a little barbaric from time to time in their actions.
If I had to give this festival a name...
It would be okay to call it "because I want to drink, so I celebrate the festival."
Bulkessor usually doesn't care about such things. This is the first time he asked other ancestors to regard a certain day as a festival.
You must know that on the day he became the Immortal King, he had no intention of setting a holiday to celebrate himself...
"You are the Immortal King, so you have the final say.
But why must I be the one to prepare these?
Or do you simply not want me to join in the fun?"
< br>Herab cursed, but his body started to move naturally.
Everything on the Holy Mountain is familiar to these ancestors.
They are so familiar that they can tell how many pieces of black bread there are in the granary...
In the past days, the Holy Mountain was really boring.
Building a snowman is already a boring project.
And counting bread...
This is the bet between two boring barbarian ancestors hundreds of years ago...
The loser has to count the loaves and make sure that the number they know exactly matches the number left on the loaves.
This kind of bet is really boring.
But the guy who lost keeps doing this again and again every day.
The name of the losing barbarian is Hailab.
“Isn’t it because you have to count the bread every day?
Sometimes when I want to be lazy, I close the door of the granary and stand guard at the door.
This way today’s number will be exactly the same as yesterday’s number. "
Calga, who had not spoken for a long time, said with a smile.
He would not tell Hairab that he had to secretly kill a piece of bread every day.
When nothing happens, Calga will stay in the granary
Wait until the day is over and stuff a piece of bread into your backpack.
Then find an opportunity to hand over the bread you collected to others.
Most of the time, the bread he took would be given to Bulkesso.
This is something that started when Bulcasso was still confused.
Even though the name of the holy mountain has changed, these habits have been brought to the new holy mountain.
This is also the only proof these ancestors have for the present.
Prove that you still exist.
Instead of completely stopping the moment your life ends...
"I know you will take away a piece of bread every day.
So Most of the time I just subtract one from yesterday's number
You probably didn't think of it, right? "
Herab shouted to Calgar from a distance.
Then the figure disappeared.
He was going to inform all the ancestors. Spirit.
When celebrating the festival, no barbarian can be left out.
After Hailab's figure completely disappeared, Calga whispered: "Then you probably don't know that I will put back a few pieces of bread every seven or eight days. You have to count them yourself after all. "
Calgar waved the flag in his hand.
This flag did not become his legend, but it was his favorite weapon.
His legend is the talent skill called "Inspiring Style" which can also be called "Inspiring Military Spirit".
Although Calgar still hopes that his legend will be the banner in his hands.
But perhaps there is no greater testament to his legacy than this skill.
“I’m going to start telling a story to my children’s children’s children….
What part do you want to hear?
It’s about my wedding day ? Or the story that happened when my first child was born?
I have something to say. When we started to act, humans were already born.
Unsurprisingly, they were also considered Nephalem.
After all, my father and mother are not the only ones fleeing in Sanctuary.
It’s just devils and devil’s children who are still devils.
Angels and their children can only be angels.
Only the children of angels and demons can be human.
I am the original Nephalem, yes, but not the original Nephalem.
I am just the first child born to an angel named Inarius and a demon named Lilith. ”
The face of the first generation ancestor was somewhat kind.
At this time, he was more similar to his father.
It’s just that his father did not He is just in this old state at this time.
"Let's get started, I'm ready to listen to the story.
If you wish, maybe I can also call those barbarian continuations of the future together.
Let them listen to you Story.
The story will become a legend one day, at least let them know more about it.”
Bulkessor’s voice is no longer strong.
Facing challengers who want to challenge the Immortal King, Bulcaisel is filled with the majesty of the Immortal King.
But he can also be a listener to an old man who just wants to tell a story.
Simple, direct and matter-of-fact.
This is the barbarian style.
“Then don’t bother.
You guys will use my story as a conversation piece anyway. ”
The first generation ancestor touched his beard.
Then he sat on the ground and gently placed the ring in his hand on the snow.
......
The first generation ancestor was the child who was most favored by his parents
At least until his younger siblings were born.
Inaris discussed with his wife and made a decision.
That is to give a kind of knowledge to his son.
Of course, this is a gift from a mother to her child, and this gift can last a lifetime.
This gift contains all knowledge of forging.
It's just that this knowledge is too huge for the first generation ancestors.
This approach can be said to be that Lilith handed over a ray of power, knowledge, to her children.
Every time new knowledge about forging is born in this world.
Then the first generation ancestors will naturally know all this.
As a father, Inaris also gave his child a gift, which was the name "Bulkessor".
If this name has any meaning, it probably means "the one beloved by fate."
The wedding of the first generation ancestors can be said to be extremely simple.
It even smells of blood.
That was what happened after the first ancestor chose to follow his mother's instructions and started killing all the other angels and demons in Sanctuary. The wife of the first ancestor was the child of the last demonic couple.
And this child seems to have some congenital deficiencies.
It can be said to be very thin.
Of course the first generation ancestors who were mature enough to control all the power in their bodies knew why.
This child lacks vitality.
When his blade was slashing at the couple, they were using their own life force to nourish the child.
Before that moment, the first generation ancestor had never questioned his mother's decision.
It should be said that none of their brothers and sisters have ever questioned Lilith's decision.
When the first generation ancestor looked at those eyes filled with endless compassion and pain, his heart began to thaw from the killing.
“…”
The first generation ancestor looked at those eyes, he didn’t know what to say.
Looking at the thin and even pale face, the calm face stained with the blood of her parents.
He didn't know what to say.
Does this mean that all this is for the great "Lilith"?
Or just make up a random reason for killing the other person’s parents?
The stare-down lasted for a long time.
Until the eyes blinked slightly.
“My name is Bulcasso.”
This is the first sentence the first generation ancestor said to the owner of those eyes.
This is also the first time he has communicated with someone other than his own family.
Before this, he had just unconsciously let out a war cry while killing.
Just because this battle cry seems to make him stronger.
"I don't know what my name is."
The owner of the eyes said softly.
The voice was weak, very weak.
It seems as if I will die at any time.
But the sound was unexpectedly not unpleasant.
The first generation ancestors heard the words before death countless times, and without exception they were not very pleasant to hear.
But this woman’s voice is not unpleasant at all.
"So do you want to live?"
The first generation ancestors themselves didn't know why they asked such a question.
But he knew that he didn't need to wave the weapon in front of him.
Because his mother only asked him and his brothers and sisters to kill other angels and demons.
The person in front of me is a person.
A woman who may die at any time.
"If you can."
The woman still whispered.
The first generation ancestors can no longer remember the expression of that woman at that time.
All he has left in his memory are those eyes filled with compassion and that soft, not unpleasant voice.
The first generation ancestor allowed that woman to live.
For this reason, he borrowed a little power of life from his brother Vasily.
Just a little bit, probably as much as a fingernail is to the sky.
For ordinary people, this vitality is enough for a person to live healthily.
But for that woman, it was not enough.
This woman is like a bucket full of holes, and the life force is constantly flowing out of her body.
Until this time, the first generation ancestors knew why the couple who should have been so strong were so fragile when they died.
He didn't even react to his attack.
The first generation ancestors gradually got used to this woman's existence.
He also gradually became accustomed to borrowing a little life force from his brother on a regular basis.
For Vasily this was no loss at all.
Because the life force leaked from this woman will return to him.
It’s just that Vasily will also get bored because every once in a while he needs to see his brother whom he doesn’t really like.
This cycle of days continued until Vasily and his first ancestors parted ways due to differences in ideas.
From that moment on, the first generation ancestor began to constantly pursue the location of his younger brother.
And Vasily kept trying to escape from his brother's gaze.
The chase and the escape continued for many more years.
Until Vasily saw an archangel!
The Archangel Israel of Balance!
Isreal can help Vasily escape the pursuit of his first ancestors.
The method is very simple, it just changes Vasily's own balance.
It’s that simple.
At least for Israel, this is very simple.
So Vasily changed.
The perception of oneself as a "person" and the balance as a "person" have changed.
From this moment on, the first generation ancestor could no longer use breath perception to trace the location of his younger brother.
But it is just like the name of the first generation ancestor.
Bulcasso, "the beloved of fate."
He always finds the person he is looking for.
He always does what he wants to do.
Everything comes from the love of fate.
But Vasily has made his choice!
It begins when he is able to blur the difference between humans and animals, and when his balance as a "human" is changed.
Vasily looked more and more like a beast.
The first time the two brothers met, the first generation ancestor just wanted to borrow a little bit of life as usual.
Vasili only felt that he seemed to be hurt.
When this little bit of life passed away from the leaky barrel and returned to Vasily.
Vasily only felt that this was a miracle brought about by the beast's life.
Life will return to its "perfect" state...
Vasily never asked why his brother wanted to borrow so little of his life.
Then wait for life to return to him, and then borrow it again.
For a sane "person", he knows that he is not harmed.
But for a "beast", he has always been hurt by his own brother.
The consciousness of "human" and the consciousness of "beast" begin to interfere with each other.
Then the beast gradually won!
Immediately afterwards, it became extremely difficult for the first generation ancestors to borrow a little bit of their lives!
Vasily is not weak, at least for the first generation ancestors Vasily is not weak at all!
As naturally powerful Nephalem, every one of them except Rathma.
Both have the power to rival an archangel.
So the matter of borrowing life force became even more difficult.
When the first ancestors borrowed their lives, they had to consider the time they lost in fighting.
Even the borrowed vitality is still a drop in the bucket for Vasily.
But Vasily, being the beast he was, began to be unable to bear this process.
Under such circumstances, Rasma became a master!
He met Israel, the Archangel of Balance!
Rathma, who at that time was only able to compete with high-ranking angels, gained power that rivaled that of archangels.
The price is that the balance of life and death is changed by Israel...
For this, he needs life force!
After I don’t know how many years this cycle has been going on.
Vasily finally became a beast.
Even before that, Vasily had left behind his own blood.
In the dense mountains and forests, a group of civilizations called druids are multiplying...
But Vasily has become a complete beast.
He began to think from the perspective of the beast.
Hostile to humans!
When the first ancestor met his brother Vasily for the last time, he was seen by the youngest brother Rasma...
When facing humans, the beast changed from fear to hostility. .
When humans face wild beasts, they change from awe of nature to greed!
The first generation ancestor made a decision under Rasma’s persuasion!
This decision was not taken lightly!
The years when Vasily became a beast were definitely not short-lived!
That was another countless years!
This decision is the result of countless struggles between "man" and "beast"!
It was also Vasily’s decision that came after he lost his name as a “person”!
With the help of Rasma, the first ancestor killed his younger brother who had forgotten his identity!
The power of life fell into Rasma and his hands.
One person, half!
The wedding of the first ancestors was on that day!
Bulkesser’s wedding ring commemorates this legendary day, not only his wedding!
It is also the end of Vasily!
An anniversary that cannot be said to be full of happiness and beauty!
For this purpose Bulcaisel forged a ring.
And he focused on the power of his still unfamiliar half of life authority.
The shape is slightly rough.
But it works well enough!
I'm a little tired today...I don't know what I've eaten bad...
(End of this chapter)