Chapter 1111 Volusk’s Alternative Plan
On the holy mountain of Harrogas, the Immortal Mr. Craig is watching the interaction of the ancestor spirits not far away.
To be honest, he is an outsider. As a monk at this time, of course he will not be willing to get involved in this matter.
Although the barbarians do not show any xenophobic attitude most of the time, it is nonsense to say that they are willing to share everything they experience with everyone!
What is happening now As a bystander, Craig can of course know what is happening from the conversations between the ancestor spirits.
It’s just that he has no position to intervene!
Even if we don’t talk about the length of time he has been a Nephalem, just in terms of the years of his life, he is still a junior.
Not even a barbarian!
Even if he has some thoughts in his heart, it is not suitable to talk about it at this time, especially in front of a group of barbarians who have become anxious!
It’s just that someone has to step in!
"Alas..."
A sigh!
Although the voice is not considered old, there is a strong sadness in the sigh.
Of course Craig knows where that sound comes from!
His body is the source of the sound, and his soul can feel the power of this sigh!
After becoming a monk, Craig has been able to clearly feel the power in his soul!
The immortality that life itself brings has always left Craig in awe over time.
"Krasim? I thought your soul had completely merged with mine."
Craig's voice was exceptionally calm, as if he had expected all this. without any trouble.
“Everything about me as a monk has been passed on to you, but I never thought that my soul was also dyed with the color of a barbarian.”
Karasim's voice sounded again, and his figure reappeared in the world in a manner similar to the spirit of the ancestors.
"I don't know exactly what Bulkesso is thinking, but it seems that my presence will help him solve the trouble at this time."
Krasim flipped the button casually. Check out the rosary hanging on your chest.
His eyes were calm, but anger could be seen faintly flickering.
“I think there’s a huge difference between who you are now and who I knew you to be.”
Craig said slowly while looking at the existence in front of him that brought him new life.
Monks are not incapable of anger, but they do not contain anger deep in their souls.
This is the characteristic of barbarians, and it is also the core of the nephalem's different professions.
“I don’t know whether I am a monk or a barbarian now, but fortunately I don’t have too many responsibilities.
Perhaps from the beginning Bulkesso It's not just so that I can help the Nephalem continue fighting after I die in battle
This seemed to be the reason he needed. ”
Krasim raised his eyes and looked at the ancestor spirits not far away.
And the ancestor spirits are now looking at him with dumbfounded eyes!
The ancestral spirits on the Holy Mountain can all communicate the essence of the Holy Mountain's power. The difference is just more or less.
But they can still understand the fact that a soul reappears in the Holy Mountain.
And the fact that a soul revived in the Holy Mountain was not the reason why they were stunned.
They all thought that they could not be the only ancestor spirits appearing here in the Holy Mountain, but they never thought that the ancestor spirit that reappeared was actually Karasim!
This guy is a monk!
"Hey, hey, hey! What's going on!?" Banal grabbed Andakulgas' neck and shouted: "I thought it was Leiko! How could it be a monk? !”
Anda Kurgas knocked Banal’s hand off his neck, and then his eyes widened angrily!
"You ask me? I want to know too!"
Anda Kurgas shouted back with a louder voice!
“I also thought it was Leiko. After all, Leiko’s legendary armor just transformed into rare equipment. I thought there were fragments of Leiko’s soul in the holy mountain.”
Wo Rusk's expression was particularly strange, as if he couldn't laugh or cry.
“Perhaps there are indeed traces of Leiko in the Holy Mountain, but when her legendary equipment degrades, we should know that she can no longer come back.”
Kotur sighed.
He was the first to recover from the shock.
He had no opinion about Karashim, and he didn't care much about this matter.
On the contrary, I am still worried about the disappearance of Leiko!
“So Karashim is Burkasso’s back-up man. I think since he left a back-up force, then the method you used to deal with Anda Kurgas, Volusk, should not be used against Karashim. It will work”
Calga said gloatingly.
Worusk's authority to control the power of the Holy Mountain is something that is difficult to resist for the ancestor spirits present.
Anda Kurgas directly tasted the effect of this ability.
It’s just that since Bulcaisuo has left a back-up, it’s not like he can’t deal with this kind of thing.
Otherwise, the appearance of Karashim would be a complete joke.
"Vorusk, as the former Immortal King, does not have the strength to fight, which means that the only guy who can help him resist Karashim at this time is..."
Anda Kurgas set his sights on on Cole's face.
He also looked like he was going to watch a good show.
Karaxim is a strong man who can act with guys like Bulkeso and Li Min, although his strength may have deteriorated due to his death in battle.
But it’s not too bad!
At the time of Bulkesso's adventure, Karasim's status in the team was still higher than that of Sonya and Johanna.
Although this status is not entirely based on combat effectiveness.
But no one present would think that Karasim was weak.
Krasim is a being who can beat legendary demons into pieces with a pair of iron fists.
What’s more important is that Karashim is versatile enough as a monk!
His situation among monks is similar to that of Nazbo among witch doctors.
Although Karasim is best at boxing, he is also the one who can adapt to the fighting styles of all legendary monks.
If Karasim didn't have Nazeebo's ancient temperament, other Nephalem would have doubted whether Karasim was the reincarnation of the original monk...
Kol, at this time, I suggest you feel more comfortable with Koltur's punishment.
Or let me compete with you. You are absolutely terrible when facing Karasim.
Unless, Volusk, you intend to allow Kor's soul to carry more power than he can. ”
Kalqiu looked at the weak Warusk with a ferocious smile.
That aggressive look seemed like he was thinking about where to start.
“Huh? "
Kor tightened the Wrath of the Hidden Peak in his hand, then turned around and planned to walk in the direction of Karasim.
"Are you a little anxious?"
Warusk finally spoke, and there seemed to be strong confidence in his words. "Why do you think that Bulcaisel will also give Karashim the power to fight us?
This is the holy mountain of Harrogath, and there is no reason for the barbarians to do so. Directly provide strength to a monk."
Worusk spoke slowly.
These words frightened the other ancestors, and they exchanged looks.
"How about giving it a try? Anyway, compared to your words, I am more willing to unconditionally trust Bulkesso.
As for what you originally planned to convince us, I am not interested in it now. "
Calgar narrowed his eyes and said tentatively.
Before Karasim appeared, they were actually wavering.
After all, it doesn't seem that dangerous to listen to Warusk's plan.
It’s just that now that they have other choices, new ideas will naturally arise.
Compared to Volusk who just stayed in the Temple of the Elders and said nothing for most of the past years, they are more willing to believe that they have rebuilt the Holy Mountain and are busy for the Nephalem. The busy Burqasso.
“Worusk, I must say that my power does not come from the barbarian’s holy mountain.
The barbarian’s holy mountain is only restored through my connection with the bloodline of Bulcaisu Just the integrity of my soul.
Of course, there's a lot more to this that needs to be described in detail, but I guess you probably don't care.
It’s just that I am a monk, and my power comes from the gods and the radiance of Eta. "
Krashim said silently.
Krasim's words made Warusk rare silence.
The power of the monk is called internal power, that is What you are looking for from the depths of your body and soul!
Although it is somewhat similar to the anger of the barbarian, it is a power obtained from the inside out.
But the root is not the same thing!
Anger comes from the authority of the first generation ancestors regarding anger.
As for internal strength...according to the monk's description, this thing is something that is produced together by the wisdom and the body.
It comes more from belief in oneself!
The gods are not just gods, they are also the monks themselves!
"Well, the situation is a lot worse than I thought, but I have to try."
Warusk sighed.
He is not the type to just give up when faced with difficulties.
At least until Bulcaisel stood in front of him, he would not give up easily.
The barbarians must respect the authority of the Immortal King, and he can only take action when Bulkesso is not around!
“I know that even if I break your soul here to the point that it needs to be repaired in the Holy Mountain, I will not change your mind.
But my presence here should I’m not here to beat you up, I’m a little curious about what exactly Bulkesso asked me to do again at this time.”
Krasim said to Warusk expressionlessly.
To be honest, Karasim actually does not want to get involved in the barbarian affairs from the bottom of his heart.
But compared to the Volusk who existed in legend to him, he still trusted Bulcaisuo as his partner more!
Although he still has no idea what he is going to do specifically, it does not prevent him from finding a way to stop Warusk's behavior first.
“So are you interested in hearing my plan?”
Worusk said with a smile on his lips.
If you ignore his weak temperament at this time, Warusk is actually a very handsome type among barbarians.
"I'm sorry, I'm not interested. Even when you are about to reveal your plan, I will shut you up."
Krashim firmly rejected Volusk's proposal. .
“Are you determined to let Bulcaisel come and communicate with me in person?”
Worusk’s smile became a little brighter.
"Admittedly, for me, this is the best way to do it! Obviously other ancestor spirits agree with me."
Karasim gave the answer seriously.
At this time, except for Kor, who stood firmly on Volusk's side, all the ancestors had smiles on their faces.
“We don’t have much time, maybe it would be a better choice to let Hairab and the others come and talk to you.”
Worusk said slowly.
“You have held back Hairab and the others! Now you are asking them to convince us?”
Calga's tone was particularly weird, and he felt like he was planning to rush up and punch Warusk in the face at any time.
“It’s almost time. You wouldn’t think that I only have one plan after waiting for such a long time for an opportunity, right?
Especially when there are still many plans in front of you. The possibility of a big failure. "
Worusk stood up straight. Even though he was very weak at this time, he could still feel his firm temperament!
“If the first generation of ancestors is the origin of barbarians, and Bulcasso is the hope of barbarians, then what do you think makes me a barbarian?
I don’t expect you to give me a satisfactory answer, so I will tell you directly here!
I am the backing of the barbarians! "
Worusk's weak body swelled up in an instant as if he had been imbued with power!
"I can do most of the things that Bulkesso can do.
And the most important point is, when will I be needed to stand in front of the stage as a backer? ”
The moment Warusk said these words, he had already shown the rage of the berserker!
Bulkessor's horns pointed forward like spikes, and the berserker's fury of the first ancestor pointed straight at the sky!
The horns of Volusk are like the argali, with the middle part of the horn as the most forward part!
And the sharp corners stick out from under the ears!
Worusk's size at this time directly expanded to four meters away, and this is obviously not all his strength!
"You who can use the power of the Holy Mountain will not be without the ability to fight when you stand on the Holy Mountain.
I am afraid that just using force is not the best choice for you."
< br>Karju blocked the Storm Shield in front of him, as if he was planning to charge at any time!
Even though he knew that he might be like Anda Kurgas, losing strength directly on the way to charge.
But Kalqiu has no intention of backing down!
But someone moved faster than him!
This person is not Karasim. Karasim has already said that when Volusk tells the "reason", it is time for him to take action!
But Banal!
“Ouch!”
Banaar let out a strange cry like a beast’s roar! Then he also directly entered the posture of the rage of the berserker!
In the blink of an eye, Banal expanded to three meters away.
His horns are a little weird, stretching out from under his cheeks like the tusks of a mammoth!
For the average Nephalem, this is huge enough, but for Volusk at this time, Banar is like a child who has not grown up!
“I have been looking forward to this gesture for too long!
Although I am a little dissatisfied that the first real opponent of my stance is the second Immortal King!”
Banal roared loudly, and then in the blink of an eye he had surpassed Kalju and arrived directly in front of Volusk.
“So the guys from the Tagus tribe are all crazy.”
Warusk Sigher stretched out his hands and directly grabbed the horns on Banal’s forehead!
Then with a strong push of both arms, Banal was directly pushed to the ground!
It was like a strong man knocking the buffalo directly to the ground!
"That's why I convinced Hyrab and Cassius first. Your power is only anger. I'm really curious why you took this path."
Warusk subdued him effortlessly. Banal then spoke slowly.
And Karasim was ready to make a move!
(End of this chapter)