The battle between Kalju and Cole cannot be said to be so tragic, or entanglement is more suitable to describe the battle between them.
Kalju has too much experience in combat, and among the vast number of barbarians there are not many who can be called combat masters.
And Kalju turned the title of Combat Master into his own legendary title. He is the master among masters!
Before the force can't crush him, Kalju can always find a way to gain an advantage in the battle.
In an evenly matched battle, what the battle will look like depends entirely on Kalju's wishes!
If he wants to get entangled, the battle will become entangled!
If he wants to make his opponent miserable, then his opponent will inevitably block him from the left and right, making him miserable!
The shield in Kalju's hand can block every hammer blow from Kol!
Every time the hammer comes into contact with the shield, fire and thunder will burst out!
And the next moment, Kalju's fist will hit Kol's face!
This process did not surprise Cole. He had already realized what he would encounter when he chose to fight Kalju.
There is no way to solve this situation, it can even be said to be very simple.
You hit yours, I'll hit mine!
Give up the fighting skills that have been engraved in the bones of every legendary barbarian, and then attack in the most brutal way!
As long as the person fighting has a strong enough body so that his attack will not be deformed by any blow, then he can be evaluated as "evenly matched" in this state.
But Cole was a little hesitant!
At this time, Kalqiu was not polite at all, but he did not use any dangerous attacks!
Every blow is more hurt than humiliating!
But this definitely doesn't mean that Kalju can't hurt Cole!
For a Kalju who can be said to have the best fighting skills, Kol would already be scarred if he wanted to.
There was no injury, just embarrassment. This was probably Kalju's last kindness to Cole.
What Kol has done has touched the bottom line in Kalqiu's heart!
"Kalju, you can stop me, but there are some things you can't stop."
Cole said as he was knocked back by another heavy punch.
"Really? Is there anything we can't prevent besides the bringing of death?"
Kalju's eyes were profound, and at this moment Kol couldn't even say the words he had prepared!
What Volusk is doing is to prevent the arrival of death. This is certainly great, but it conflicts with the ideas of most barbarians.
Life is worth cherishing because death is at the end!
When life has no end, the importance of life seems to be deprived of it.
"I know what you want to say, but when all the lost existences return, you may find that everything is not as it is now."
Cole heard the regret in Kalju's voice, and also felt the preaching tone.
Then he really ignited his own anger!
"Kalju, I will not regret what I did at this time!"
The anger in Cole spread, bit by bit from the long handle of the Wrath of the Hidden Peak to the hammer head!
When the hammer head was lit like a torch, Kalqiu knew that the nature of this battle had changed!
This is no longer a discussion and argument between two barbarians about their respective beliefs, but the last one standing can tell his own thoughts!
"I never thought we would get this far, even when I suspected you would side with Volusk.
Have you ever considered that Volusk might not be as determined as you?"
Kalju's voice began to sound sad.
This is his anger. The anger in grief cannot destroy everything, and it cannot even illuminate the location around him!
This kind of anger can only burn yourself and try to bring a little warmth to the people around you.
Kalju knew that he could not save anyone, and he also knew that he could not destroy anyone.
But he is still burning stubbornly, for the little remaining temperature that no one can actually warm!
"The storm is coming, and the fire will go out at any moment.
My anger comes from this. In order to keep the flame burning longer, even if it's just one breath, I will put everything I can find into it!
Now! You are the fuel in my eyes, and you only have the identity of fuel!"
Kalju's voice became louder and louder, gradually becoming like thunder!
The storm emanating from the shield in his hand gathered around him and wrapped around his fist!
Kalju doesn't need gloves to protect his fists, nor does he need punches to intensify the damage!
His fist is a heavy hammer, and his shield is a sharp blade!
There is no story about Kalju killing a legendary demon in the legend of his life, but that doesn’t mean he hasn’t done such a thing!
In fact, the number of legendary demons he killed during the most difficult years of the barbarians was enough to amaze the other ancestor spirits.
It’s just that everything in those years was gathered into the record of “Bulkessor rebuilt the barbarian’s sacred mountain”!
The years when the three legendary barbarians supported, helped and trusted each other finally came to an end at this time.
Because of the breakup between Cole and Kalju!
"The legend itself has passed away, but the legend is immortal.
I want to bring back the immortal legend, that is our peak."
Cole's face turned cold, and the fire on the head of the Wrath of the Hidden Peak hammer in his hand became more and more raging in the storm!
With longing for the past glory of the barbarians, the power of the Wrath of the Hidden Peak began to affect everything around it.
This level of confrontation made Banal, who was pinned to the ground by Warusk, quiet down!
Even Karasim, who was planning to leave the Holy Mountain of Harrogas to deliver a message to Bulkesso, stood still.
They already understand the meaning of this battle!
Between two legendary barbarians, one must pass away and never come back!
The other barbarians originally thought that such a scene would happen to Bulkesso and Volusk, but they did not expect that Kalju and Korra would start such a big scene!
"The distant holy mountain, the holy mountain at your feet."
Calga sang softly.
"Memories under disaster cannot represent happiness. The blood flowing into the iron boots flows towards happiness."
Andakulgas turned over, sat up with great difficulty, and sang together in a low voice.
"What is lost does not leave, and what returns will eventually leave."
Banal subconsciously started singing along.
But he did not withdraw from the rage of the berserker, but his figure began to swell again.
"That's enough, what I have to do is to keep the past and make the present eternal!"
Volusk roughly interrupted the chanting of the ancestor spirits.
For the first time since he took action on the Holy Mountain, his face showed embarrassing anger!
"Warusk, if you disappear in the hands of Bulqessor, our wisdom will shout loudly!
We acknowledge your efforts, which have allowed the barbarians to go through a difficult period of time.
But the sacrifices of the two barbarians fighting to the death in front of us are not inferior to yours."
Andakulgas said without politeness.
Warusk became increasingly embarrassed at this time.
His era has long passed. Volusk, who was violent and cruel in order for the barbarians to survive, did not have any barbarians who could be considered friends except Kanai.
He is powerful and majestic, but also lonely and cruel.
Warusk is becoming more and more embarrassed at this time!
"You can't give up your ideas, and we won't give up our ideas.
Also, I don’t believe you can convince Hailab and the three of them. What you are doing now is just a farce.
Stop it and let Bulcaisel come in. He can at least prevent the tragedy between Cole and Kalju."
Kotur shouted forcefully.
He was a little incoherent.
"It can't be stopped. The conflict between Cole and Kalju is also the conflict between him and Bulcaisel.
The sacred mountain of Harrogath? If it weren't for Kor, this place would be called many names.
But not Harrogas, a name full of memories and symbols."
Calga said slowly.
At first, Kor hoped that this place should still be called the Holy Mountain of Arreat, but Bulkatho and Kalju disagreed.
The name Harrogath was also fought for by Cole.
"Not living in the past does not mean forgetting the past, but it's a pity that Cole can't figure it out."
Andakulgas' smile looked like a sad smile, but it also contained relief.
“Wouldn’t it be good to bring back the past?”
Warusk said with a strange expression.
"So can you make the World Stone reappear? Or can you make Kanai reappear? Or can you make everything in our memory go back to before the World Stone exploded?"
Calga said with a sneer.
"Just give me time."
Warusk said very firmly.
He firmly believed that as long as he was given time, he would be able to make everything Calga said come true!
"Vorusk, there is no time! We have no time!"
Balnar kept repeating it on the ground, and he seemed to have adapted to his stance of the rage of the berserker.
At least in this posture, he can express his thoughts well.
"The archangel didn't give us time, and the devil of hell didn't give us time either!
Even this world doesn't give us time! Especially fate... we don't have time anymore.
What you can do to reproduce is a tragedy that has already happened once in the past, and you can't do that!
You can't let Bulcasso guard the Holy Mountain forever!"
Banal kept shouting, it was like roaring, but also like screaming!
Banal's voice became shrill, then hoarse a little bit.
"I have grasped the power of death, and I can completely destroy death!"
Warusk spoke slowly.
"Then the departed soul loses its shelter and life loses its end?"
Andakulgas mocked.
"Everything you lost and loved will stand in front of you and turn into an immortal monster.
We don't hate Leoric, but we hate Skeletor!"
Couture emphasized.
They all want to get Warusk to give up his idea so that Bulkesso can easily return to the Holy Mountain!
That would at least save Cole and Kalju.
"Life is beautiful because of death, just as battle is glorious because of victory.
Everything needs an end, and the end is where we are placed.
Warusk, give up!"
Andakulgas said, he was very sincere, almost like pleading.
Auriel was watching not far away, she didn't say anything, she didn't even express her position.
It's like she never appeared here.
"Warusk!!!"
A roar came from the direction of the Elder's Temple!
A huge stone hit Warusk like a meteor!
Three familiar breaths appeared over there, and the appearance of these three breaths made Anda Kurgas relax a little!
Warusk, the keeper of the key, is here!
Although the guards looked a little tired, it seemed that they were not "persuaded" by Warusk.
"I need to slow down, Olongus, I leave it to you!"
Hairab panted and collapsed on the ground.
Cassius on the other side lost an arm directly.
This was not the first time he encountered this situation. Cassius, who used fists as weapons, had already experienced breaking his own arm with excessive force.
Only this time the situation was even worse because his right arm was "dead".
"I really didn't expect how this bastard Volusk convinced death!"
Cassius's mouth kept dripping with blood as he spoke.
If it weren't for the fact that his body was still made of the energy and soul of the ancestors' spirits, Calgar and the others would all wonder if Cassius had also been turned into an immortal monster.
"The vitality left to us by our first ancestors has been exploited at this time. It was almost! It was almost like we were doomed!"
Herab said breathlessly.
"By the way! Olongus! When did you get the power of the earth?"
Hirab asked.
"The first time Olongus comes back."
Olongus replied with a twisted expression.
They were able to escape from that kind of "persuasion" largely because Olongus' newfound power exceeded Volusk's expectations.
If these changes had not occurred, the three of them would indeed have been "persuaded".
It's a pity that Warusk still calculated too little!
The fact that he gave his power to Gruchak was a kind of compensation in itself.
It's a pity that what the barbarians do cannot be changed by one person's will!
Especially regarding the "private matter" of using one's own power!
"Warusk, when you deprived us of the power given by the Holy Mountain, did you ever think that we also had the authority of the Holy Mountain?"
Orlongus said while holding the tribal blade.
This legend is the authority he holds about the Holy Mountain!
"I just didn't expect you to come out at this time, but you don't think I will stop at this time, do you?"
Warusk's body began to expand again, and in the blink of an eye it had already expanded to eight meters away!
At this time, he was already at the level of a true giant.
Banal was held down by his palms and couldn't even raise his head!
"If you want to fight, I'll be with you anytime!"
Olongus bared his teeth and roared.
He's like a beast now!
"I need to get everything done before Bulcaisel comes back."
As Volusk spoke, the power of the Holy Mountain gathered and locked Karasim directly in place!
This time it is a cage within a cage. This cage is specially designed to block the monks.
Volusk's long career has given him a good understanding of most Nephalem fighting styles!
Now he really has only one last resort.
This chapter has been completed!