Chapter 1234 Legendary Suit Model of Justice!
As Prius stepped aside, he approved of Aidan's proposal.
Since he is not here to cause damage, he should wait until Karasim completes the creation of the legendary suit before expressing his stance.
Because Prius still cares about the majesty of the high-level heaven, naturally he will not choose to fight at this time.
If he is unwilling to give in on this matter, then Aidan and the others can assume that he is here to cause trouble.
As Prius walked into the crowd, the people around him only moved away slightly.
Let Imprius stand at the forefront of the crowd.
As for more avoidance, that’s not it.
Most of the Khanduras who came here were warriors.
There are those who choose to follow Aidan and become paladins, and there are also warriors who follow Leoric.
Neither type of person has much reverence for the higher heavens.
Because Prius didn't find it strange, he just stood there quietly waiting for Karasim to start his plan.
Suddenly a hand pressed directly on his shoulder!
Because Prius was a little nervous at the moment, a high-level holy flame of heaven rose directly from the armor on his shoulders!
But he was instantly strangled by that rough hand.
Although the holy flame also made the hand smell like barbecue, Prius had also calmed down.
"If it is Malthael who comes here, then he will be really miserable.
When did you come here? Bulcaisso?"
In Prius said without looking back.
Most people would not choose this method of directly extinguishing the holy flame.
Even the demon gods would not choose such a crude solution. They would choose to use their own authority or the power of their personality to fight.
Only Bulkesso, the strongest barbarian, could so brutally extinguish the holy flame with his hands.
To do this, it will take no one but Bulkesso.
Not even Gruchak!
“I thought from the beginning that you would not be out of your mind to cause destruction at this time.
But I still have to be a little cautious. You should be able to understand this, right?
You also know that Malthael’s bastard always makes people unexpected when he does things, but his plans always have one link within another. ”
Bulkessor walked up to Imprius and put his arm around Imprius’ neck.
Inprius didn’t care either. This level of contact is normal.
They are friends. They both had barbecue together when Prius was just an archangel.
He didn't care about Bulkesso's roughness.
"You're right, I still wonder if my coming here may also be Malthael's test."
Inprius said with ridicule.
He really doubts it, so the person being ridiculed by Prius is himself.
“I know that you can trust him because he is worthy of your trust.
But as a nephalem, an archangel with demonic blood in his eyes.
We have no way of trusting any of Malthael's words, even if he produces evidence. "
Gruchak laughed directly on the side.
This is not that Gruchak was belittling Malthael, it is just a boring and boring fact.< br>
“So who did you have on Tyrael’s side to keep an eye on?
If I were Malthael, I should be on Tyrael's side at this time.
After all, the situation here is an important matter for the Nephalem, and there will be many people coming. "
Prius said very naturally.
" Vera is over there. If Malthael has any plans, Vera will at least have time to send out a signal.
I think Malthael is not ready for a full-scale war with the Nephalem, right?
Your most likely choice now is to provide help to humans in order to gain favor from the humans. "
Bulkessor said very calmly.
He was holding a wine jar in his free hand.
"Give me a sip of your wine. , ever since I learned to drink, I always feel like I can’t live without this thing. "
Inprius said and took the wine jar from Bulcasso's hand.
Then he took a swig of it.
“Cough cough cough cough!”
“Hahahaha! This is the spirit I specially brewed before!
It contains the bones of Andariel and the blood of demons , and there is a lot of food.”
Bulkessor laughed after the prank was successful.
Because the Prius was still coughing violently, he couldn't calm down for a long time.
Because Prius is indeed accustomed to ordinary spirits, but this small jar has added ingredients.
Andariel's bones were soaked in wine, and the demon's blood was used to stimulate the power in the bones.
If it’s just the alcohol content, this thing is certainly not as good as water of life.
But when it comes to excitement, there is no more intense liquor than this.
Especially since the person drinking was an archangel, the feeling of the conflict between the demonic power and the archangel power in his body was really too intense.
"I really didn't expect it! Ahem!"
Prius said with some difficulty.
After he finished speaking, he picked up the wine jar and put it in front of him and looked at it, but he couldn't see why.
Then he put the wine jar back into Bulcasso's hand.
"At least this reunion isn't bad, is it?"
Inprius asked.
“Yes, it’s not bad at all.
I don’t need to find a way to send you away, and you don’t have to feel embarrassed about your position.
This is better than the last A bad situation is so much better, isn’t it?”
Bulcasso smiled heartily.
"Okay, Karasim has started, let's take a look at his side of things first."
Gruchak interrupted.
He pointed in the direction of Karasim.
Krasim has already put on the equipment he prepared and walked directly into the light formed by the righteous authority.
To be honest, the radiance of justice is a bit unremarkable, not the kind that has a rich and holy look in its color.
But everyone who looks at the glory of justice can feel its seriousness!
Justice itself is serious, and this thing should not appear other than serious!
"Paragon of Justice, Karasim told me the name of this suit.
Although I think the name doesn't really matter, and he is not a Paragon of Justice.
Karashim didn't even plan to put his name on the suit in the first place.
He is just a clothes rack, just to make this suit become the legendary suit of the monk. ”
Bulkessor’s tone was a bit boring.
In the past, Bulkesso would never have had such a boring look at the birth of any legend.
Because those legends truly represent a legendary story
As for the Paragon of Justice, it's more like the Nephalem needed such a legendary set and then used Karasim to accomplish it.
Although Karasim still has many opportunities to create his own legendary suit.
But the difficulty has also increased by more than one level!
Krashim is not the original Nephalem like Rathma, he is different in his own right.
Except for the original Nephalem, it is very difficult for other Nephalem to create a second legendary set.
The first ancestor only had two sets.
There are only two legendary sets created by Rathma without any help from outside forces.
"This seems to be another boring story about sacrifice.
The only thing I want to praise is that Karasim did not sacrifice his life."
Ge Ruchak said, rolling his eyes.
"Come on, sacrifice is the most common theme in legendary stories.
There is nothing to worry about.
And we are not the only ones who chose to sacrifice, there is nothing It’s a big deal.”
Bulkeso said and punched Gruchak on the shoulder.
Not very hard, but not easy either.
Even as strong as Gruchak was, he couldn't help showing a painful expression.
The body also shook slightly.
“Actually, this kind of story is stupid.”
Gruchak muttered, but no one took it to heart.
Because Gruchak himself is one of the "stupid" ones.
"If I remember correctly, Karasim is planning to get a set of equipment for the monk that has the effect of the Wrath of the Wasteland suit?"
Bulkessor said.
The model of justice and the wasteland of barbarians actually have similar effects.
Continuously move his position, leaving behind the corpses of demons along the way.
This fighting method is indeed very helpful in protecting the lives of the Nephalem.
Nephalem from different professions have surprisingly similar effects on legendary sets.
At least there are many similarities in the effects of combat.
"I don't care about this. After all, I haven't paid attention to the situation of the monk apprentices. But with Craig, a monk who has become a legend himself, they shouldn't be so anxious."
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Gruchak said.
"Actually, we are all anxious. Vera has already got a lot of potential witchers.
In the end, as long as those warriors who use witcher skills understand the meaning of commandments and hatred, plus The blood of the Nephalem is all demon hunters.
Li Min is not very interested in cultivating orthodox mages, but Rathma is doing this.
When he teaches the necromancer, he will inevitably teach some mage knowledge.
Not all spellcasters can accept the necromancer's fighting style. It is normal to become a mage or witch doctor. .”
Bulcaisel explained a little.
But Gruchak just rolled his eyes.
"Come on, if you want me to say it, you should find someone...
Forget it, just pretend I didn't say it."
Gruchak closed his mouth mid-sentence. Mouth.
Although he felt that he would not be hung up and beaten by Bulqessor in this place after he finished speaking at this time.
But it will definitely be remembered in the future.
Gruchak had no interest in being beaten. If it was an unfamiliar enemy, he would be willing to fight.
But fighting Bulkesso? This idea is so boring.
The barbarians know each other well and are basically aware of the differences between them.
This kind of battle can only be said to be a warm-up, not even the least bit fun.
Unless it comes to a time when the outcome has to be decided, he will not fight any Nephalem of the same barbarian.
Just because it’s boring.
"Krashim is finished, a little faster than I expected."
Bulkessor said as if nothing happened.
"On the one hand, Karasim is also the best among the legends, and on the other hand, Aidan's help.
Aidan is very skilled in the use of righteous authority.
I I don’t understand how he did it.”
Gruchak frowned.
He cares about this very much!
Although Aidan is powerful, his power had nothing to do with authority in the past!
Now that he is so skilled, it is hard not to let him think about it more.
“Perhaps it’s because Aidan once shared a body with Diavolo.
When Diavolo used his body to move around in the world, he often used the power of fear. .
The difference between justice and fear is probably the difference in authority”
Bulquesso couldn't give a definite answer, he just casually gave the most likely inference.
Because Prius didn't say a word, he is very serious and nervous now!
Because he seems to have sensed a bit of Malthael's breath in the righteous authority!
This is so weird!
Mathael should have no chance of tampering with the authority of justice.
He has no reason to do anything to the righteous authority!
If Tyrell's breath was felt in the Righteous Authority, Prius would not be so nervous.
After all, Tyrell was once the Archangel of Justice, and the time he held the power of justice was not short-lived!
"Imprius, you seem to have discovered something?"
Bulkasso glanced at Imprius.
In this discussion, the silence of the Prius is the strangest.
After all, as the embodiment of courage and authority, the Prius should have a lot to share on the topic of authority.
But he chose to remain silent at this time.
This is not right.
“Yes, I discovered something, but I don’t know if I should say it.”
Prius pulled the corner of his mouth with some difficulty.
His expression is that of a natural human being.
This is not because Prius is a poor imitation of human beings, but because at this time he also has a certain recognition of his "human" way of existence.
Even at this time, there is no difference from a normal human being.
“It seems like it will embarrass you, so I won’t press you.
There is only one possibility that you will feel embarrassed, and that is that this matter has something to do with some archangel.
And it won’t be Auriel. If it were Auriel, you wouldn’t be so embarrassed that you can’t speak out. "
Bulkessor said nonchalantly.
By the way, he took a sip from the wine jar.
"Ahem~"
Bulcasso drank a little too hard. This wine was not only a huge stimulus to the archangel.
The same goes for the Nephalem.
If Gruchak were to drink this time, he would have to cough a few more times.
"The taste of this wine is a bit shallow. Maybe it will be better if it is buried for a few years?"
Bulkesso looked at the small amount of wine in the jar and said.
"If you were buried on the holy mountain, I bet you would lose this jar of wine forever in less than a week."
Gruchak said angrily.
He reached out and grabbed the wine jar and planned to take a sip himself.
But it didn’t move at all!
Gruchak glanced at Burcasso with some doubts, and found that there was a hint of rejection in the other person's eyes.
Then he stretched out his other hand and tried to pry Bulcasso's fingers.
In terms of pure physical strength, Gruchak admitted that he had long been no match for Bulkesso.
Bulkeso's record of defeating all the ancestor spirits in all the areas where the ancestor spirits are good at is not fake.
But the gap in physical strength between Gruchak and Burkaiso is also the smallest!
With a little effort, he was still able to make Bulkesso let go.
As long as Bulcasso didn't want to see the last bit of wine wasted because the wine jar was broken, he would definitely let go.
Bulkasso was a little helpless, and after a short stalemate, he took the initiative to let go.
"If you get choked, don't say I didn't stop you."
Bulkeso warned.
Gruchak gave Burcasso a roll of his eyes, then raised his head and poured all the wine directly into his mouth.
The next moment Gruchak's skin turned red visibly.
There are even tears ready to fall from the corners of my eyes!
The blood vessels in Gruchak’s neck burst!
The nose is covered with fine beads of sweat!
“Nothing more than that!”
Gruchak said these four words in a very hoarse voice.
Then his eyes were red and he stared at Imprius who was already laughing!
In addition to feeling Andariel's pain, he also felt the taste of courage in the wine!
“I was stimulated by wine before, and the power of courage was a little out of control.
I just saw Bulcasso just coughing, and I thought it was my imagination!”
Imprius said with a smile.
The power of courage is blended into the drink, and then those who drink will feel the conflict between the power of courage and pain erupting in their bodies.
Bulkessor just coughed, which surprised Imprius.
Seeing Gruchak acting like this, he still had to speak harshly, because Prius couldn't hold back his smile at all.
“You are plotting against me!”
Gruchak's voice was still hoarse, and his wide eyes flashed with anger.
But his red eyes made his threatening words even more ridiculous.
“I tried to stop you.”
Bulkessor said this at this time, more like mocking Gruchak.
Gruchak felt his blood pressure rising higher and higher.
Even a blood vessel on his forehead burst, and blood flowed down his skin!
This is really exciting.
The irritated Gruchak is a little awkward now even speaking.
“Yes, Bulcaisel tried to stop you.
But you stretched out your hands and tried to pry Bulcaisal’s fingers off.
He also took advantage of Bulcasso's unwillingness to waste and drank this unprecedented strong drink! "
Prius chuckled strangely on the side.
He no longer cares about his majesty as an archangel.
If it weren't for him, he would still remember that he came as an archangel. Here, he may have replaced the heavy armor on his body.
Because Prius' armor is very handsome, he may be the most handsome among the archangels.
But it seems very stressful and rigid.
While they were playing around, Karasim's creation legend came to an end.
A new legendary set is born! His name is "Model of Justice"!
But this is not Karasim’s own legend, just the legend of the monks!
(End of this chapter)