"If your purpose was as simple as what you said, then you would never stand in front of us and talk!"
Leiko was rude, and there was actually nothing to be polite about.
Being polite can't make the devil show mercy to humans, so what's the point of being polite.
Civility and politeness are reserved for treating friends, or at least those who are not enemies.
So these guys who have been dealing with demons almost all their lives are not going to be patient with a guy who looks a little suspicious at this time.
"Huh? I've been alone for such a long time, and now I can't even talk even if I want to?"
The first generation ancestor had a strange expression.
No one knows what he is thinking about now, but it doesn't matter that much.
"Tell me, what do you want from us?
Or maybe what the tacit understanding between you and Bulcaisel means.
Even if I was asked to fight a battle to the death, I would not frown,
But I don’t want it to become a thing of the past.”
Cassius grinned.
Olongus was still holding a large stone.
Herab had a sarcastic smile on his lips.
And Leiko...
Leiko was holding the legendary "Confrontation" that almost became a long stick, and her body was slightly bent.
"Alright alright!
You want to know?
So are you ready to know the truth?
I have never found a way to make those guys who cry and cry after knowing the pain forget it.
I hope there won't be people like you.
Otherwise, I would doubt how you guys can act like cowards and still exist till now."
The faces of the first generation ancestors were filled with sarcasm.
A very clear sarcasm.
The three ancestors on the side were all silent.
Their worship and admiration for the first ancestors were the best among countless barbarians.
Otherwise, the first generation ancestors would not have chosen a few of them to become this damn gatekeeper.
Sometimes the gap between a gatekeeper and a watchdog is really small.
But at this time, all they were left with was embarrassment.
Madoc, who had made his choice long ago, avoided this pain, but the price was too heavy.
"There's no need to talk nonsense. If I really can't accept it, then I can find a powerful demon to give me a ride."
Cassius said roughly.
His patience was gradually running out.
"Ha, let's get started.
Anyway, your biggest trump card is to make yourself pop like an inflated balloon.
It looks pretty good as a firework.
But if you want to blow up people, it’s still a bit bad.”
The first generation ancestors were full of pride.
That's the kind of arrogance that would make anyone uncomfortable.
Waves of power spread, emanating from Craig's body!
This change made the ancestors' faces immediately darken.
Although they still don’t know how the first-generation ancestor plans to make this explanation, his approach now is to squeeze that power from Craig!
But no one moved!
It’s not the bottom line of their belief in the first generation ancestors.
On the contrary, they had the strongest suspicion of their first ancestors.
What's the bottom line for a guy who has received part of his life authority from his younger brother?
It would be easier to believe that Diavolo is a good man and that everything he does is to make the world a better place.
They believed in Bulkesso.
Not Uldyssian, just Bulcaisel.
Bulcaisuo, the third generation immortal king.
"Well, where to start?
I think I need to think about this carefully."
The first-generation ancestors still spoke in a long-winded and nagging way.
But the aura of the monk began to appear on Craig's body.
Although the first generation ancestors were very powerful, it was impossible to destroy a person's will.
There may be too much sadness and despair in Craig's will, accompanied by various losses and the loneliness of being left alone.
But after becoming a warrior monk, he has long since changed.
Especially since he still has the power of two legendary monks in his body, even though those powers now only have some seemingly insignificant fragments left!
"Ha! Two monks?
I can feel how powerful they once were!
But what are you going to do here now?
If I were the gods, I would have to think about it, but now you are just a group of Eta's Glory.
That faint light will never last forever, so now you have to sacrifice yourself?"
The first generation ancestor sarcastically said.
Vandaloni and Karashim!
Such sarcasm is enough to be insulting!
"If you plan to sink into the ground with that secret, now is the best chance!"
Cassius took two steps forward, but he was blocked by a very familiar heavy weapon!
The Blade of the God of War!
"I thought the purpose of my stay here was to be a victim and brandish my weapon when facing the enemy.
The result now seems to be to shut up those people who don’t know what’s going on!
Did the God of War actually have such an arrangement?
It’s really unexpected!”
The voice was filled with strong anger, but this anger was very inconsistent with that figure.
It's like borrowing power from somewhere else.
Jessica Jones.
The only living savage of the Big Bear Tribe.
Or maybe the last barbarian of the Great Bear tribe.
Unless that guy Luke chooses to marry into his wife, can that guy understand what "to marry into his wife" means?
"Here comes a big guy.
But what else can a dead soul with only a little obsession left do?
Thinking about it, I seem to have heard of this name.
Is it called 'Orak'?
Back then I thought about letting you become a member of the three ancestors, but you unexpectedly refused."
The eyes of the first ancestors finally exuded a human aura.
The indifference he had before made people feel that the existence in front of him was not worthy of talking to him.
"Ancestor Orak chose to disappear, but I still exist.
I am not a successful barbarian warrior,
But I am an obedient child.
When I saw you, I immediately understood how to swing the heavy sword in my hand.
Knowing where to cut can make a guy like you scream the loudest in pain!"
Jessica walked towards the direction of the first generation ancestor.
Originally, the other ancestors should have stopped her at this time.
After all, he planned to learn some secrets from the first generation ancestors.
But organizing Jessica they can't do it!
Because a huge figure looms over Jessica!
Orac, God of War!
This figure said nothing, and his movements were a little stiff.
It looks like a mere shadow.
But those who are familiar with Orac know that this action to defeat the ordinary people is so stiff.
It's like his old-fashioned secret realm that has never been passed down!
The same goes for Jessica.
A child who failed in the first secret realm was just because of Orak's compassion, which was once suspected to have never existed before he used it!
"The three people I chose before were all mature and powerful fighters, but I was never satisfied with them.
However, the warrior I was most satisfied with declined my invitation,
This bothered me for a long time at that time. Why!
Later I realized that your concept is different from other barbarians I have met.
If Kanai is self-righteous and noble in my eyes.
Warusk is hysterically crazy and cowardly in my eyes.
Then you are probably fighting coldly and ruthlessly?"
The first generation ancestor said a lot of words, but there was no pause in the movements of his hands.
The life authority in Craig's body is turning into a pure power and beginning to envelope the Holy Mountain.
"You want to know the tacit understanding between Bulcasso and I?
Then check this out!
Guess what the authority of life can do?
Resurrect the dead? Let the living die?
Or should we give those of you who have lost your life but still have consciousness a chance to ‘live’ again?
Let me tell you, the Bulcaisel you admire is just a guy who knows how to make compromises at the right time!
He has compromised too many times!
Whether it was when he was called Uldyssian or when he was called Bul-Katho.
He has compromised too many times.
And how did this guy get courage from Imprius?
Is it because he can’t do anything without this courage?”
The first-generation ancestor was still smiling, talking sarcastically or belittling the guys he knew.
But some of them are true and no one knows.
Just when he was about to continue speaking, the Blade of Victory struck directly on the neck of this body!
The big head rolled to the ground, and then the husky running from a distance picked up the head and ran away.
"Chirp Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai, not like a man!"
Jessica said this.
There doesn't seem to be anything wrong with it.
I just don’t know what she means by “唧唧waiwai”.
"I've been waiting for you to show up for too long!
First generation ancestor!
What you want is never what you give us!
You created us, but only to take from me.
Why do guys like you still exist?"
Orak's shadow said this.
But Jessica's body would tremble every time he said a word.
This is something Jessica understood from the beginning.
We knew it when she was taken away from the secret realm by Orac with only one head left!
In the place where Orak always sat cross-legged, under the snow were the weapons of countless warriors who tried to become his successor.
He never intended to have an heir from the beginning.
Inheritance does not only give you power, but also hatred and love.
No one can bear the hatred of Orak, the god of war, and certainly no one can bear his love!
"Ha! Kill an incarnation of life authority?
That's right! His life will not end, because he can only live and not be restricted by death.
In this way, I, a complete person who has changed from 'life' to 'death', can escape from that body.
And then prevent me from using that power?
This is what Bulkesso means!
You want to stop me!?"
The first generation ancestor stood aside as a soul and said this.
The meaning on that face is very clear, it is "feeling confident"!
"Yes, of course this is what Bulcasso meant!
You and Bulcaisel have reached a tacit understanding!
You and Bulkesso have a wonderful plan!
You and Bulkesso!
You are Bulkesso!
How could a guy like you ever care about what other people think?
Even though our trusted Bulcaisel has the same name as you,
But the Bulkesso you are talking about is always just you!"
Orak held the handle of the God of War's Blade with both hands and raised it above his head!
Jessica's body surface continued to burst with blood.
That is the blood of the barbarians of the Big Bear Tribe!
It’s Orak’s blood too!
This is one of the conditions for Jessica to survive!
When necessary, entrust everything you have to Orak!
And Orak is doing his best to ensure that Jessica can continue to survive and gain strength!
"But you are right about one thing!
That is, the young man in your eyes has discovered your existence a long time ago, but he safely left this holy mountain he created with his own hands!
Because this is Harrogath!"
Orak chopped down the heavy sword in his hand!
The expression of the first generation ancestor was calm.
Of course he thought about what would happen if he failed, but so what!?
If he stopped moving forward because of fear of failure, then why would he get that incomplete life from Vasily?
If you don't fight because you might die, then why bother following your mother to fight other demons and angels in the Sanctuary?
The battle between humans and angels and demons was not originally started by angels and demons!
It has always been these first-generation Nephalem that are hostile to angels and demons!
It was they who took the initiative to declare war!
"This is Harrogath, but this is the home of the barbarians.
And I am the real savage!
You are just my crude creation in my spare time!
Look at you, even though you have gained power, you only want 'peace'?
When did you launch an attack on the High Heavens and Burning Hells?
What do you want?
It’s the land under your feet that can grow enough food to fill your belly!
The ground as far as the eye can see is enough for you to graze and hunt!
You! You only saw a little of what is in front of you!
You were driven by the mage from the fertile land in the south to the Arreat Mountains where you can't even find a piece of green space!
How dare you bear the title of ‘barbarian’?”
After the first generation ancestor finished speaking, his soul began to flicker.
Both feet stepped heavily on the ground!
At the next moment, he had to leave the place directly to avoid Orak's blow that he didn't know if he could use again!
Jessica's body cannot bear Orak's power!
Every time she uses this level of power, Jessica will die.
Even though Orac used many methods to help Jessica's body become stronger.
After all, even his own body could not bear the full power of Orak!
"We are the dim light of Eta, but we are also gods!
I am all gods!
I am the only one!"
The fragment of Karasim's soul appeared next to the first ancestor!
He was floating in the air with his legs crossed, but countless shadows were flying back and forth around him!
The strongest single attack that Karashim can unleash!
Seven Phase Fist!
If he could strike more, he would naturally use the most basic boxing techniques.
But now there is only one chance to strike!
"We are the future of the Nephalem, and we are also the past!
I'm a strong puncher!
I am powerful!"
Vandaloni's voice was as hard as cold iron!
He stretched out his fist!
But that trajectory is like extending your own palm!
The fist turned into a shadow!
Hundred Fissure Fist · Inner energy is booming!
The fist flashed away!
It turned into a palm and placed it on the chest of the first ancestor!
A huge scarlet palm print full of flames hung there!
Exploding Palm·Yuan Shen Burning!
The body of the first ancestor was locked in place by the sudden attack!
There was a series of explosions coming from that soul!
And Orak's heavy blow finally landed on his head!
But there was still contempt on his face!
"Do you believe that Bulcaisel discovered me? Then he should have discovered something else!
I'm just curious, can he trust you as much as you trust him?
Or, what I said is true,
And you, Orak, are just trying to stabilize the hearts of these guys?"
The first generation ancestors received that knife without changing their expressions!
Jessica's body made a series of sounds like a bowstring being broken, including a few sounds like celery being broken!
This woman has fulfilled her promise to Orak, and now it depends on how Orak can fulfill what he promised!
This chapter has been completed!