"You chose to die, but you still left gifts for everyone, right?"
Bulkessor's face was twitching!
He was somewhat furious!
The gift from the first generation ancestor means that he does not need to sit on the Holy Mountain of Harrogas for a long time to sort out the powerful power in the Holy Mountain!
But this guy also gave Harogath and Holy Mountain Arreat a weakness that could be exploited!
For a moment, Bulkesso felt that this gift was not just reserved for the barbarian Holy Mountain.
This thing also seems to be a channel for the archangels to harm the barbarians again!
Everything that happened on the Holy Mountain of Arreat is still vivid in my mind!
The corpses of the barbarians in the Arreat Pit are still telling how tragic the explosion was!
Bulkessor could not smile in the face of such a threat!
But for a moment he couldn't even think of a target where his anger could be directed!
The essence of anger is a mixture of hatred and courage!
The angry barbarians look nothing like the descendants of Inaris and Lilith, but traces of Imperius and Mephisto can always be seen in their bodies!
"I will make good use of the knife you transformed into! At least I won't take you to stir up the cesspool out of anger!"
Bulkessor almost squeezed it through the gap between his teeth. Such words came out!
In front of him was the soul of the first ancestor that had been transformed into unconscious energy!
Bulkessor sighed, took out the prototype of the legend he had forged from his backpack, and then stretched it out to make contact with the soul!
The next moment, the prototype of the legend has been completed!
The pattern of a familiar ring appeared at the point where the handle of the heavy blade touched the blade!
Bourcasso’s wedding ring!
The first generation ancestors did not leave their most cherished legends to others for use!
He is completely integrated with the first generation ancestor!
“I don’t even know what name to give you.
There is only one Bulcaisu among barbarians now, and that is me.
You will be called the Immortal The king’s attachment.”
Bulcaisuo said in a low tone. As he said these words, everything seemed to become boring!
"Honestly, do you plan to transform me into this way?"
Death, who had been watching before, asked thoughtfully.
“You have no such value, although doing so can indeed solve a lot of troubles caused by you.
But it is not fair!
Now, you better shut up, I need some quiet time! ”
Bulkessor stared at death with some red eyes.
At this time, Bulkesso did not show any strength, but his whole body revealed the meaning that could not be refused. .
The skeletal face of Death showed a strange sense of ridicule.
But she did not say anything more.
The Temple of the Elders has returned to its original calm, and there is still an immortal king sitting on the throne!
It’s just that the immortal king sitting here is no longer Volusk.
The barbarians still have a living immortal king, but this immortal king is no longer the first generation ancestor whose name is often sung!
......
Kultur, Cassius and Calga were standing side by side on the edge of a ravine.
In front of them was Olongus who was struggling to climb out of the overturned truck.
If it were normal, the three of them would not miss this opportunity to laugh at Olongus!
But now they seem to have not seen Olongus's embarrassed appearance, and they all focus on the Temple of the Elders in the distance!
“We seem to be more susceptible to the power of anger?”
Cassius said with strange eyes.
"But we don't feel the weakness of our bloodline. What happened to the first generation ancestors?"
Kotur scratched his head and asked.
He said as if he knew nothing about what happened in the Elder's Temple.
"Kultur, there is no need for you to pretend to be stupid.
Although you are indeed not smart, pretending to be stupid is not suitable for you."
Calga shook his head.
“I thought I had been pretending to be very good.”
Koutur put away his silly smile and said in a low tone.
“I don’t know when it started, but some people have always equated strength with stupidity. The two have nothing to do with each other.”
Cassius complained.
"The results of the first generation of ancestors are probably the same as those of Volusk. So can we use the ancestor summoning method to really summon the common ancestor of the barbarians?"
Karga changed the subject.
“You have thought so, why don’t you think about why the ancestor summoning skill cannot summon Inaris or Lilith?
They are the real source of the barbarians, even chasing the original If you want to trace the origin, you should summon the God of Creation."
Cassius said.
Only then did he look down at Olongus.
"Although you are not good at melee combat, it is too outrageous to be pressed to the ground by the weight of a car and unable to get up?"
Cassius looked at the side of the car that he had just passed. Olongus said as his head popped out of the side window.
"I will come out as soon as you get off the car!"
Olongus shouted angrily.
Of course he couldn't even lift a car.
But after the car overturned, Cassius and the other three bastards did not get out of the car!
To be precise, they had already used the jump chop method to make the car jump before it overturned, and then everything fell on the chassis of the car!
The unlucky Olongus, as the pilot at the time, was even stepped on by Cassius on his shoulder when he wanted to jump together.
So Olongus was stepped back into the car reluctantly!
As a result, they are now having a hard time climbing out from under the car!
And Cassius and the three of them even adjusted their landing points!
Landed on the car again, and even one of the three of them had a bad intention to communicate with the power of the earth, directly pressing Olongus on the spot, and even for a moment Olongus Gusdu felt like he couldn't breathe.
He is a dead person, a body formed by a soul borrowed from other forces. It is said that he does not need to breathe.
But at that moment he really felt suffocated.
"Then who is going to comfort Bulcaisuo?"
Calga said looking into the distance.
“My answer is no one.”
Cassius said without raising his head.
As if watching Olongus struggle to climb out of the car was even more important!
"It's so funny. The barbarian who has the best relationship with him chose to self-destruct.
And then we bastards don't even dare to stand in front of him at this time."
Kultur said heavily. He sat down on the spot.
He even channeled some of the power of the earth to create a chair under him.
Kultur is the strongest among the barbarians in terms of sheer strength.
But he doesn't just know how to use his body's power!
Kotur, who uses smashing as the main method of fighting, may only be inferior to Gruchak in mastering the power of the earth.
As for Bulcaisuo, the barbarians have habitually ignored Bulcaisuo's existence when making comparisons.
It is already a consensus that he is the strongest, and they will not care about it.
"Kotur, be careful when you walk in the future!"
Olongus, who was under the car, shouted with some pain.
He already knows who gave him the worst blow just now!
Communicating the power of the earth is something that many barbarians can do.
In other words, as long as a barbarian can use skills such as trample, he can more or less be able to communicate with the power of the earth.
But every barbarian is different when doing the same thing.
This often carries the strong personal characteristics of these guys!
For example, the power of the earth that is pressing down on Olongus at this time has an overwhelming force that is difficult to resist!
Who else could it be if it wasn’t Koutul who did it?
Even if Cassius communicates with the power of the earth to torment him, this power should be like being hit in the face by a series of rocks!
As for Calgar, even when that guy is communicating with the power of the earth, the earth seems to be roaring.
If the jump just now hadn't been too sudden, it would also have to include the jump where Cassius stepped on him to gain strength.
Then Olongus will not react until this time! This series of accidents made Olongus lose his cool.
This guy is not a very calm type!
Among the barbarians, the only one who can be described as calm is the now-disappeared old general Qualkek.
"Then the question comes back again, who is going to ask about Bulcasso's current situation?"
Cassius said.
“Go find Hairab. Although that guy doesn’t like to be beaten, he will not give up his persistence for fear of being beaten violently.
And he is probably used to it. It felt like being pushed to the ground by Bulcaisu as soon as he opened his mouth."
Karga said thoughtfully.
"Then who is going to find Hairab?"
Ktur said quietly.
They don't want to go to Bulcaisuo at this time, because their appearance is likely to lead to a severe beating.
But... the man who went to find Hailab would inevitably be beaten by Hailab.
How do you describe the strength of Hailab?
Previously, his strength ranked among the top among the ancestor spirits on the Holy Mountain.
Hylab, now immortal, should have become more powerful.
"Then the last guy who arrived in the square outside the Temple of the Elders should go and talk to Hailab about this?"
Cassius proposed a very constructive idea sexual opinions.
He immediately released a jumping slash and jumped away without waiting for Calgar and Kotur to speak.
"Calgar, you are not fast, you should take the first step."
Kutul said gently, regaining his previous honest and honest expression.
Of course it was not that Kotur planned to sacrifice himself to be beaten by Hyrab at this time.
But as long as he is here, Olongus, who is still in the car and has not climbed out, must be the last one.
In close combat, most of the ancestral spirits have the power to control Olongus at will!
The abuse in Olongus's mouth at this time was completely ignored by them.
Obviously when they made this decision, they actually handed over this burden to Olongus.
This kind of joke is not bad, at least it is not too much for these guys.
It's just this level, they have long been accustomed to this scale.
A group of ancestral spirits who don’t have many secrets from each other play tricks on each other on a larger scale than normal.
Calga nodded, then released the violent collision and left the place directly.
Of course, like Cassius, he did not forget to add some spice to the unlucky guy Olongus when he left.
Olongus was stepped hard on the face by a boot, and he felt golden stars twinkling in front of his eyes.
After Calgar also walked away, Koutul spoke slowly.
"Olongus, are what we stand for and what Bulkesso insists really consistent?"
Kotur's tone was particularly low.
“It doesn’t matter, that’s what living people should worry about!
Even if Bulcaisel chooses to run towards the dark abyss, I am willing to believe him.
< br>The Immortal King never disappoints the barbarians, right?"
Olongus said almost instinctively while he was still a little dizzy.
"Yes, the Immortal King has never disappointed the barbarians.
But have the barbarians never disappointed the Immortal King?
Bulkessor is the third The Immortal King, the two in front of him satisfied the barbarians
But they were actually disappointed with the barbarians."
Kutul said slowly.
"Then urge the living barbarians to become stronger and powerful enough to help our future.
Kutul, don't always think deeply about the things that living people need to worry about. !
You don’t owe the barbarians anything.”
Olongus said slowly after being silent for a while.
“No, I owe a lot.”
Kotur denied it in a rare and rude manner.
At this time, he was like an angry bear!
"What do you owe? You love others when you are loved.
You give when you get, and you comfort when you are in pain. The existence of pain
Kutul, you owe no one.”
As Olongus spoke, he finally climbed out of the car.
The engine of the vehicle that uses the energy of the gem is still running.
The wheel facing the sky is still spinning rapidly.
“So Olongus, can you tell me how much a ton of love weighs?
How much does a ton of hate weigh?
We can't measure these. How can you dare to say that everything you have given has been completely repaid? "
Kotur looked at Olongus, his eyes were bloodshot!
"Don't worry about these things, you gave a love and received a love.
Then you owe nothing. "
Olongus glanced at the direction of the Elder's Temple, then hesitantly walked to the edge of Kotur and sat down.
He no longer cared about the fact that the person who finally arrived at the square outside the Elder's Temple needed to find Hailab.
Over the years, these long-dead ancestor spirits have been supporting each other and guiding them through the pain.
They still have thoughts and they still get bored.
I will still feel sad for everything I once loved, and I will also... doubt everything I have experienced in the past.
I wonder if I would have had better results if I had changed my approach.
It is even inevitable that there will be some feelings of regret.
“That’s not the case, Olongus.
Love is something that cannot be fair. One love is received and one love is given.
Only It is only fair when both parties give their all.
Because no one can tell what fraction of the love they give.
The only measure of love is totality. ”
Kotur’s eyes looked at Orlongus with a particularly solemn look!
Olongus can guarantee that when he faced the legendary demon that killed him, His eyes are not so serious!
“Kutul! Koutul of the Great Bear Tribe!
Since you are suffering for love! Then use all your hatred to face the devil who takes away what you love and everything that loves you! ”
Olongus shouted these words, and he even felt like he was hoarse!
But the next moment, he was suppressed to the ground by the huge force that came from the wilderness!
"This time, you are still the slowest one.
But thank you."
Kutul's voice became smaller and smaller.
But he didn't lower his volume intentionally! But he has gone far!
"Kotur! You bastard!"
Olongus shouted in anger after pretending to be deceived.
But there is a smile on his face now!