Chapter 866: A Little Tenderness on the Holy Mountain
In the square at the entrance of the Elders' Temple, Bulcasso of course saw Rumlow and Luke coming over.
It’s just that Bulcasso is not the kind of person who likes to take the initiative to say hello.
“These two young men look good.
They just look a little malnourished.”
The first generation ancestor made the evaluation with a smile.
As people get older, they always like to look at young people.
Unfortunately, there will be no one older than the first ancestors on the Holy Mountain.
“This evaluation is already very good.
The fact that they became barbarians is just an attempt on our part.
It wasn't until the first natives became savages that we decided it was possible. ”
Herab tilted his head.
The growth rate of Rumlow and the others is also unexpected.
If you just look at their power, it is indeed There is not much difference between him and a serious barbarian.
But this is just the lowest level.
But as warriors, the two of them have long been qualified.
"Young man, come here and chat with us old men."
The first generation ancestors greeted Rumlow and the others warmly.
In this world, he is the only one who has not dealt with Rumlow and the others.
“Should I say I feel honored?”
Rumlow twitched his lips.
Even if he is not familiar with it, he can still recognize who this first-generation ancestor is...
After all, he and Luke are both heirs of the three ancestors.
For the first-generation ancestor The scent has a natural intimacy.
“You should think about whether you are going to be unlucky.
The result of being favored by this old guy is not necessarily a good thing. "
Herab said strange things on the side.
He still couldn't like the first generation ancestor.
Although he also had due respect in his heart.
"But at least it's not a bad thing.
It was just a simple chat, not asking them to do anything important.
Of course, don’t expect me to give you anything.
You are no longer children. ”
The first generation ancestor looked indifferent.
For the barbarians, the first generation ancestor was still tolerant enough.
No matter what, the barbarians today will point to him when tracing back to the source.
“If it’s a child, will there be a gift?”
Luke patted his face before speaking.
It seems like this helps him adjust his emotions.
“If it were a child, I would leave the best part of the food to him.
If I'm in a good mood, I might give a few pointers. "
The first generation ancestor smiled.
Like a kind little old man...if you ignore his extremely strong body.
"That's okay, At least we didn't miss out on any precious gifts. ”
Rumlow sat down directly next to Hailab.
Luke looked at it, then squeezed in next to Bulcaisel.
“Sometimes I wonder if I am too lenient with my people.
If you were placed in Khanduras, you would probably be thrown out by Leoric. .”
Bulkessor curled his lips.
“Come on, barbarians have rules.
But the rule is that the strong have privileges. "
The first generation ancestor glanced at Bulkesso, as if to tell him not to do anything disappointing.
"The privilege also includes being the first to attack the enemy.
The last move in the face of prey.
And find a way to let all the tribesmen have a bite of hot food. ”
Herab also laughed.
The Immortal King's status is respected, but that is not because of the title of Immortal King.
But the barbarians who have become immortal kings are worthy of the trust of all barbarians.
"Sounds pretty good."
Rumlow also smiled.
"It's pretty good. Normally, the Immortal King doesn't have to do anything except hunting and fighting.
But that's the kind of treatment you get only in times of peace.
Like now, I'm much busier than you."
Bulkessor said without hesitation.
“Didn’t you say there was food?”
Luke took stock of his surroundings.
There is no rich food in this place.
“Food will have to wait.
Those guys from the Asgardian tribe said they were responsible for the food.
There were so many of them, so I left it to them.
I'm just responsible for notifying everything. "
Herab said, stroking his beard.
"I originally thought I would come back after the battle on our side is over.
It was a holiday suddenly, and I didn’t expect it at all. "
Luke muttered.
"As long as the devil is not stupid, he will not appear at this time.
Of course, they are not stupid.
If they appear, it can only mean that they have found Jean Bulcasso There is no way to take action."
The first generation ancestor said softly.
“Vidian doesn’t have the guts.
If it were Diavolo, it would be completely different.
Of course Diavolo has a way to contain me.
Even the Archangel might help him a little.
The relationship between these bastards cannot be fully described. ”
Bulkessor rummaged through his backpack.
Then he took out a raw magic cow leg...
He casually stepped on a small earthquake in the middle of everyone.
With the help of the power of the surging magma, the demon cow's legs were roasted.
“The archangel and the devil of hell have been fighting for so many years.
It would be false to say that there is no communication between them.
Otherwise, no Nephalem would have been born. ”
The first generation ancestor’s statement is very credible.
After all, he is the guy closest to that era.
Although he has not experienced the eternal war, But he heard it from his father.
This source of information is much more accurate than those legends whose sources are unknown.
"Is this a serious fight you're talking about?"
Herab tilted his neck and looked at the first ancestor.
“I don’t know whether you are serious or not.
But I know that you are not serious at all.
Savages who are serious use their anger to hurt their enemies.< br>
Only a weird guy like you can turn your anger into energy to heal yourself.
I don’t even know what to say to you. "
The first generation ancestor gave Hailab a roll of his eyes.
This kind of performance actually made the group of elders feel a little more tender...
"So What exactly did you leave behind in your anger?
Why didn't you say anything to Banal then? "
Herab asked.
"I left a little bit of Vasily's power.
Just one more piece of information.
As for the specific content, you can only explore it yourself.
You must know that in the era I lived in,
every Nephalem liked to keep the seeds of his power in his own inheritance. "
The first generation ancestor whispered.
As if this is some shocking secret.
This performance seems a little funny.
"Then you left the authority of anger?"
Rumlow asked casually.
"No, the power of anger has long been left in the blood of the barbarians.
You... are you trying to trick me!?"
First Generation The ancestor looked in disbelief.
"That's because you are stupid.
How many years have you not interacted with others?
They just asked casually, and you just answered the question.
How can you still blame me? On the head of Rumlow?
Come on! Give an oath to the first ancestor!
Just swear on Talik's name and tell him you didn't lie to him! "
Hailab shouted carelessly. "It seems that you are not smart enough. ”
Bulkeso resisted the urge to laugh out loud, and turned over and roasted the magic cow leg with a smile.
Rumlow was shy. He smiled shyly, obviously not intending to swear.
"Each of you are more cunning than that King of Lies!"
Hirab's face turned red with anger.
He stretched out a trembling arm, and then pointed at Rumlow with a trembling index finger.
But his eyes looked at the two Bulcaisuo...
"Besides lying to himself, what else does Billie have?
Sometimes I doubt that Belial can beat Duriel at all. "
Bulkessor changed the topic abruptly.
"I testify that Belial cannot defeat Duriel in a head-on battle.
He can't beat Azmodan yet! "
The first ancestor smiled and took out a small dagger.
It's not a legend, it's just a small dagger.
It’s just that the first generation ancestors carried this small dagger for a relatively long time.
This is used to cut roasted meat.
Barbecue should be the beginning of human cuisine...
So the first generation ancestors were actually quite good at barbecue.
It's just that he's not good at techniques like seasoning.
Human life in that era was really miserable.
"So who among the seven demon kings can Belial defeat?
According to what you said, I feel that Belial is too fast to defeat Rakanos."< br>
Bulkessor complained.
Then he raised the demon ox's leg and stopped it in front of the first ancestor.
The first ancestor bared his teeth, and then reluctantly cut off the roasted outermost part of the demon ox leg.
Then he put it in the stone bowl he rolled out and placed it in front of Rumlow and Luke.
He really made the stone bowl.
Pick up a stone and rub the top half off.
Then rub it with a little force to make a depression.
Then shake your hands to shake off the stone dust.
A stone bowl that doesn’t look very good is ready.
Of course he can do it very beautifully, but that is not necessary...
Barbarians are the type that puts practicality first.
The pursuit of craftsmanship and beauty is what happens after the barbarians finally no longer need to be driven away like wild dogs.
Those years were quite far away from the first generation of ancestors.
“After all, aren’t we still treated as children?”
Luke said casually, looking at the bowl filled with meat in front of him.
“Ha, who said that mature warriors cannot be children?
Wasn't Madoc just a child when he became the third ancestor?
It’s just that his child is a little too powerful compared to the others. "
The first generation ancestor smiled.
At this time, he finally seemed like an elder.
"There is actually nothing wrong with being a child. ”
Rumlow immediately grabbed the barbecue.
No one is very particular about it. It would be a disgrace if he brought out a set of tableware at this time.
“I thought you would wait a little.”
After speaking, Bulcaisel put the stone tableware he rubbed out from his hand next to him...
“Hahahaha ~Are you fooled by the name Barbarian?
We’re just informal.
But it’s not a lack of heart.
After the Holy Mountain came to this place, what we old guys are most interested in is not your technological creations.
But your bio-health discipline.
I finally know why Lasuk, who always washed his hands during the plague, is fine. ”
Hailab seemed to have forgotten how he was shaking all over from being squeezed before.
Anyway, he smiled quite happily.
"Honestly, there doesn't seem to be anything worth being proud of."
Bulkeso glanced at Hairab and said a blow.
“Most of knowledge is the accumulation of experience. If you ask Lilith this kind of question, you will probably get an answer.
Also, don’t take the primary school bio-hygiene textbook and pass it around over there.
At least don’t look like ‘I finally understand’ after reading it. ”
Bulkeso was a little helpless.
There are still a lot of short-sighted guys among the barbarians.
In situations other than combat, the short-sightedness seems to be the same. A normal state.
"What? Isn't it a good thing to have relieved one's previous doubts?
Just like those guys who destroy dead objects to prove their strength.
That feeling is very good.< br>
Questions that could not be solved before were answered
Items that could not be destroyed before were easily broken
These are all growth. "
Herab said something that seemed to make sense.
Then the first ancestor put a bowl of barbecue in front of him.
"I am not a child. ! "
Hirab's beard and hair were spread out and he shouted to the first ancestor.
"Are you sure?
All barbarians before me are children.
I am the oldest one.
I am also the source of all you barbarians.
Or you haven’t been taken care of for too long,
Is that why you seem a little shy at this time? "
The first generation ancestor is still smiling.
"You call me shy! ? ”
Hirab’s face turned red again.
Still angry.
That is to say, the average life span of barbarians is relatively short, otherwise high blood pressure may become a racial disease...
Of course, it may also be accompanied by cerebral thrombosis...
"You plan to fight with us two immortal kings Debate about what is anger?”
The first ancestor gave Hailab a teasing look.
The topic of name change has been used by Hairab for quite some time.
Now I finally found an opportunity to rush back.
Of course he won't miss it easily.
“It has nothing to do with me.
There is no seed of anger in the authority I hold.
Anger is just a kind of power I commonly use.
It’s not a big deal if it’s a tool. ”
Bulkasso opened his mouth and left himself out.
Joining this kind of argument, although it would be interesting at the time.
But I will think about it after a while. It's a little painful...
It's like being silly with your friends.
I enjoyed it at the time, but I felt extremely ashamed afterwards...
It would be nice to know about this experience, but it is best not to join the discussion.
“It’s all nonsense.
The guy who makes the most use of anger on the Holy Mountain is you.
That Banal is just close to the essence of anger.
Rather, it is simply the use of anger.
This ability to control one's own emotions is very impressive. "
The first generation ancestor directly revealed Bulcaisuo's background.
"I am trying to find an emotion to replace the influence of fear on me.
Don’t think that giving up a certain emotion as a person is a good thing.
There are so many things in a person, and nothing is useless if you have to count them all. "
Bulkessor frowned, he didn't know how to continue this topic.
"Then you have the power over nature, have you ever thought about making mosquitoes disappear from this world? ? "
Herab asked maliciously.
Things like mosquitoes do not have much impact on dead people like the spirits of ancestors.
The buzzing sound is a bit annoying at best.
But to living people, mosquitoes are more annoying.
"I can make those mosquitoes that can bite souls.
Do you want me to make up for the fact that dead people are not bitten by mosquitoes?"
Bulkesser didn't He said angrily.
"You should be hanged for this idea!"
Herab shouted with a look of horror.
On one side, Rumlow and Luke also nodded in agreement.
This is the same as creating mosquitoes that can bite people in winter. This is simply a crime!
(End of this chapter)