Chapter 865 There may also be misunderstandings about the so-called self
While Bulkesso and the others were talking about these stories,
a few of the young barbarian warriors also took the time to return to the Holy Mountain.
“Although things like celebrating festivals are quite common.
But this is the second time the barbarians celebrate the festival.”
Luke said with narrowed eyes.
Standing next to him is Jessica.
Although Jessica is now more powerful than him, the two of them get along surprisingly well.
Although there are occasional disagreements, the two people will always compromise with each other.
Although the compromise is a bit pitiful...
In a barbarian family, the stronger one has more control.
Of course objections can exist, but whether they will be listened to or not is another matter.
Fortunately, these two people have some experience and will not let the conflict continue to intensify...
“Isn’t the last grand secret battle a festival?”
< br>Rumlow asked.
"I asked Ancestor Kotur before, that time was not a festival.
It was just to let Bulcaisso confirm some things and let us know the situation we may face in the future.
Honestly, I really didn’t gain anything from that battle
At least in terms of strength.”
Jessica seemed a little depressed.
She has indeed become stronger, but she has only received the entire legacy of Orak.
To say that she has gained any growth, it is somewhat insignificant.
“What exactly did Bulcaisel confirm?
I only heard from other ancestors that he resurrected Leah.
And from those few Diavolo's creation just got some information.
Or is there something inside that thing that I don't know about? "
Luke asked curiously.
"The more you know, the faster you will die, Luke.
Until you don’t have the fighting power to rival the spirits of ancestors, it’s best to be a fool.
You can think about the choice of Madoc’s ancestors, and then be quiet for a while. ”
Rumlow said angrily.
Then he walked directly towards the Elder’s Temple.
In fact, the only important place on the barbarian's holy mountain is the Temple of the Elders.
The Holy Mountain of Halogas was rebuilt, but the city of Halogas was not rebuilt.
“Well, Ancestor Madoc is a first-class smart man.
But I'm not, so I shut up. "
Luke spread his hands and followed Rumlow.
Jessica opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't say anything.< br>
But she did not follow the direction of Rumlow and Luke. Instead, she turned and walked towards the grove where Orak often took her when she still existed.
If not. If something unexpected happens, it will be Koutul who is guarding that place now.
After Jessica walked a little further, Rumlow spoke again.
"You and Jessica seem to be having a conflict?
In the past, you would not have left her and acted on your own."
Rumlow asked.
“It’s not a conflict, it’s just that some of her ideas and I need to adapt to each other.
Neither she nor I are simply representing ourselves now, I also bear the honor of Madoc's ancestors.
And she can be said to be the incarnation of the ancestors of Orak...
I know that other ancestors on the holy mountain will say that we think too much.
But we ourselves cannot really think about nothing. ”
Luke’s voice was a little deep.
He himself is a relatively stable character.
Only when you are relaxed will you show an optimistic look.
“If you ask me to tell you, you are thinking too much.
Are you planning to become Madoc the second?
Or is Jessica planning to be the second Orak?
Don’t forget what ancestor Madoc said when he was training you.
He said he would be surprised if you could complete half of his secret realm.
Don’t think the ancestors are joking.
Even if you inherit a battle prophet who only failed once from living to dying.
But you also have to understand the conditions under which he, as a combat prophet, fights his opponents.
Even if there is danger, he can foresee it in advance.
And you don’t have that kind of prophetic ability. ”
Rumlow’s words were not polite at all.
But this is also the truth...
Madoc’s peak came quickly.
When he was still a teenager, he was already one of the three chosen ancestors.
Since he came of age, Madoc has been a well-deserved strong man.
The dangers that strong men have to face will never be on the level of countless fallen demons...
Madoc had never lost before he died in battle, but even if Luke had Has the same power as him.
When facing the enemies that Madoc has faced before, the chances of winning are slim...
This result is said to be a test, but more like a curse.
Madoc can easily defeat the weak as long as his opponent cannot crush him.
Then Madoc can foresee the opportunity for victory, and even the method to achieve victory.
For Maddock, as long as his opponent makes one mistake, the situation will immediately begin to change.
Madoc knew these situations in advance and was prepared.
"So I don't go to the secret realm very much recently.
The situation over there is definitely not much better, right?
Although ancestor Talik has the title of Guardian, he The explosive power in battle is also unimaginably high.
It’s just that he always has to face the kind of passive attack.
Didn’t the ancestor of Tarik tell you about the situation of entering the secret realm? What?”
Luke tried his best to find a relatively easy topic.
It’s just that this topic is just a little easier than what he has to face.
"Has anyone ever told you that you are really not good at communicating with others?"
Rumlow said feebly.
The situation he has to face is only slightly better than Luke.
The experiences of these two ancestors were both difficult, but the situations they faced were different.
In large-scale wars, Madoc is more responsible for quickly clearing the enemy's elite enemies.
In a small number of cases, they take the initiative to attack the strongest person in the place and win in defeat.
And Talik... that is the reef under the tide.
Make sure that Madoc, who is engaged in a "one-on-one" battle, will not be disturbed by other guys.
Talik is very good at creating the maximum range of damage with cleave cuts that cost very little.
As for Kolik, his main responsibility is to deal with the opponent's second-in-command.
For Korik, who is good at using frenzy and holds the power of Bastin in his hand, there is no difference between killing one person and killing a group of people...
Each of the three ancestors has their own differences. fighting style.
But for Luke and the others, this kind of battle with very distinctive characteristics requires them to be extraordinarily comprehensive in order to pass...
"We can't just stand still.
We have to give it a try after all. What if we can survive the secret realm?"
Luke squeezed out a joke.
Although this joke is not funny at all.
“You’re right.”
Rumlow said this after a while.
The two people's eyes could already see Bulkesso and the others sitting together in the square outside the Elder's Temple.
......
"The first thing you did when you came back was to come to this place?
You seem to be too self-righteous, Jessica."
Koutur looked at Jessica who came to him, and what he said was not polite at all.
“I just don’t know where else to go but here.”
Jessica took out a bottle of whiskey from her backpack and threw it to Koutul.
“You can go anywhere but here. You are not Orak.
He stayed in this place because at his feet were the relics of countless young warriors who wanted to be him.
What about you? Are you Jessica or Orak?
You are neither of those right now! ”
Koutur caught the thrown drink casually.
But he said very sharp and even hurtful words.
"Why did he choose me?
Is it just because he had no one to choose at that time?
Although I have become a lot stronger now, even so strong that I was in a dream before It's so powerful that I can't even imagine it.
But he clearly had a better choice.
Even if I died in his secret realm, I wouldn't let him have anything. It’s so moving, isn’t it?”
Jessica's expression was calm and her voice was calm.
But under the calm, Koutul could feel the somewhat tragic anger.
“Did you misunderstand something?
Aurak watched the young warriors who wanted to be him die in his secret realm.
But Who told you that he wasn’t moved at all?”
After finishing speaking, Kotur let out a long sigh.
“Every outstanding warrior dies in his secret realm, and he is crying.
It’s just that the young warriors didn’t see it.
Orak You don't care about your emotions being seen by others, so there are actually many people on the Holy Mountain who know about this.
It's just that you have never asked.
Do you really think us old guys won't feel pain when our flesh is torn open by the devil's claws?
We will also feel pain, and we will shed tears under severe pain.
It will also scream "birth" when its skin and flesh are torn apart.
It’s just that our battle cries and screams are too similar.
That’s why there is a saying that barbarians ignore harm.
Listen up, Jessica Jones.
You are not Orak, but you are almost not even yourself now. "
Koutur looked at Jessica in front of him with a serious tone.
The expression was even more solemn.
"He is the god of war of the barbarians. ”
"His name is Orak, a barbarian born in the Big Bear tribe.
To be honest, I am not very good at preaching.
If you ask other guys about his story, such as Ka Hughes...
What he will tell you is particularly touching, and even makes people admire him
But in my eyes, Orak is Orak
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He just didn't die early in those tragic battles.
To me, the title of God of War is more like describing an unlucky guy who has narrowly escaped death countless times. ”
Kultur wanted to say more, but to this extent it was already his full strength.
Unfortunately, Orak had experienced countless times when he needed to remain in a state of exhaustion. The dangerous circumstances of the battle
Luckily Orak survived almost every time.
Even when he died in battle, he single-handedly destroyed two legendary demons.
Of course this is lucky.
“Jessica, barbarians don’t need a god of war.
All they need is a strong enough leader.
If possible, I hope none of you need to bear this responsibility. Responsibility.
But unfortunately, most of the time the savage has to experience this feeling once.
After Orak died, it was Kultur, the big bear, who took the responsibility.
After Koutul dies, I will be responsible.
One by one, the strong died and the weak became strong.
Then reincarnate again.
The savages were already used to it. ”
Cassius appeared out of nowhere and took over the conversation.
Jessica looked at Cassius’ braid and beard swaying, her eyes were a little hollow. .
Seems to be in a trance.
“What’s wrong with her? ”
Cassius poked Couture in the waist with his elbow.
Of course Cassius is also tall and burly.
A pair of arms are even longer than the average person.
But he looks a little petite compared to Koutul next to him...
“I don’t know.
I just don't want her to stay here all the time.
Orak stayed here grieving for his own powerlessness.
And she seems to be remembering? ”
Koutur bent down slightly, allowing him to speak softly so that Cassius could hear him.
The height difference between the two people was slightly obvious.
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If an average person stood in front of Koutul and wanted to whisper something, it would be more cost-effective to make a phone call.
In order to save a little money on the phone bill, it is not cost-effective to injure your spine.
"Remember what?
Remember the glory of the barbarians?
This is ridiculous.
What glory did the barbarians of our time have?
Being driven from one end to the other by the devil, they are just a bunch of bereaved dogs.
It can’t be the time to remember the first ancestors, right?
I can’t even remember a few of the stories from that time, she knows nothing. ”
Cassius did not hide his malice at all...
Bad mouth is also his trademark.
“Perhaps I’m just remembering the sense of relief I felt when I was dying in Orak’s secret realm?
Isn’t it often said that death is a kind of relief?”
Kultur didn't pay attention to Cassius's rude words.
He has long been accustomed to the other party's rude way of speaking.
"Then tell me, what you thought before you died was relief?"
Cassius rolled his eyes.
“Before I died, I was thinking about whether I could survive.”
Kutul’s answer was particularly realistic.
“Isn’t that the end? Living people always have expectations for life.
If life wasn't too painful, who would want to die?
Anyway, don’t say anything about other people’s thoughts about life and death.
We all know how difficult it is to change a person. ”
Cassius patted Koutul’s arm.
Both these two guys tried to change each other back then.
Kotur hoped that Cassius could be a little more polite...
At least don't start cursing within three sentences.
And Cassius Death Kultur can be a little more ruthless.
Don’t be enthusiastic about everything.
The result is that neither of the two people has changed the other.
On the contrary, he changed himself slightly.
Later on, the two of them would at least not think about changing others.
This change in oneself is like a kind of growth.
“I have high hopes!”
Jessica’s voice was particularly strong, even a little harsh.
It was like roaring at the risk of everything.
It's a pity that she doesn't understand Cassius's ability to turn any trash talk into a war cry.
So it just seems harsh.
“Whose high hopes?
Orak’s?
Stop making trouble, he just doesn't want to see another life passing before his eyes after he dies.
I hope you know that it is also a skill to keep confident colleagues and not be so confident yourself.
And you seem a little too confident.
You seem to be a little different from ordinary people, but to the Nephalem.
You can be said to be born weak. ”
Cassius left no face for Jessica this time.
(End of this chapter)