"Cassius, Bulcasso is back."
Olongus tilted his head and said, but his hands were still beating uneasily.
“Then what? I’m supposed to be like a dog wagging my tail at Bulkesso?
Are you thinking too much?
I respect Bulcaisso, and even this respect turned into worship after he rebuilt the Holy Mountain,
But I will not follow him all the time, that is a hound's job, and I am Cassius."
Cassius clenched his fist, and his fist made a series of sounds unique to bones.
“I really suspect that the reason why your fists are so hard is because you keep pinching them and breaking them.
In the past, although I knew that constant exercise would make the body stronger, I had no idea why.
But the knowledge of this world tells me this answer.”
Olongus’s sneer look made Cassius a little irritated.
The beard tied into a whip twitches.
“Then you should explain why after I broke you who knows how many bones,
Your bones will still be broken by me every time?
Your bones are not as strong as your fighting style anyway.”
Cassius’s sarcasm is always the easiest to make people angry. Is this probably some kind of talent?
“When you hone your fists, it’s not my body that you use the most.
Even though my bones have received a lot of exercise, they are still not as strong as your fist.
But your arms are not as formidable as your fists."
Olongus said casually.
It was quite unpleasant to hear anyway, but Cassius didn’t express any opinion on it, nor did he do anything about it.
“The battles over Andacurgas and Hailab are over, let’s go over and have a look?”
Cassius glanced at the location of the Rasuk Blacksmith Workshop, and his tone was a bit baffling.
Shadow Fang did not show much power when it was in Leah's hands, so these ancestors chose to remain silent in response.
But after Bulcaisel returned, the demonic aura on the Shadow Fang began to swell.
Although there is not much danger for the time being, the speed of expansion cannot be ignored.
“Bring the three ancestors with you?”
Olongus pointed with his chin at the three ancestors who were standing not far away like a punishment station, with a deep look in his eyes.
The three ancestors expressed their position before, which allowed them to regain trust among this group of ancestors.
Although it is not as good as it was at the beginning, it is still better than being treated as an enemy.
The first generation ancestor may be a bastard in the eyes of these guys, but these guys will not erase the achievements of the first generation ancestor.
“Hey! Tariq, who has the final say now?”
Cassius waved to the three ancestors and asked a somewhat rash question in a general sense.
"I don't know. It would be great if Maddock was still here. Then I wouldn't have to worry about what to do."
Talik curled his lips with difficulty, as if trying to force a smile.
“Now? Now Kahn has the final say.”
Colik slapped Tarik directly on the back of the head, making a loud sound.
It sounds pretty good. You can tell it’s a good head as soon as you hear the sound.
“Well, I knew that bastard Maddock didn’t have any good intentions in entrusting me with this responsibility.”
Kahn drew out the hooligans and provocateurs.
Then he started to move directly towards Rasuk.
Leiko was left standing alone in the square outside the Elder's Temple.
They also heard what Leiko said to Bulcaisu before, and because of their understanding of Leiko, they also understood what Leiko wanted to do.
It’s just that the guys who agree with this view are gone now.
“It’s really strange, the guy who was supposed to be hated is now not hated at all, but the guy who was supposed to enjoy respect and honor is now alone.”
Cargiu twisted his neck, the sound he made was not normal.
Obviously Calgiu used too much force.
That crisp sound is definitely the kind that would come from a broken bone.
“Battle Master Kalju, if no one told me, who would know that this guy is a warrior who can’t even protect his own body?
I once doubted that his title of Battle Master was justified."
Kelik spread his hands, then broke off a small branch from the tree branch next to him and stuffed it into his mouth.
Looks a bit similar to how Constantine smoked.
“Let’s go, Shadowfang cannot be underestimated.
Even though Bulcaisuo is on the Holy Mountain, he can’t do everything, right?
The Immortal King only needs to fight when necessary.
Aren’t we old guys choosing this way of existence just because we can’t let go?”
Cassius glanced at Couture, who was guarding Jessica, with a strange look in his eyes.
“Cassius, it is impossible for me to bear the burden of the Great Bear Tribe, even though every one of you says that I am the Bear most like a Great Bear.
But I am always just a warrior, not a leader.”
Cotur hesitated for a moment and then opened his mouth and said this.
“I know, so I won’t disappear until a new bear is added to the big bear tribe.”
Cassius raised his middle finger towards Couture, but the gesture was a bit awkward.
It takes three years to learn well, and it takes only an instant to learn bad.
And Cassius, who is more of a rogue than a leader, is not a good bird either.
He learns swear words very quickly.
At this moment, flames began to rise from the Shadow Fang in Leah's hand.
The pitch black flame is not a good thing to look at.
“Hey...get ready to fight.”
Halab shook his head and sighed.
“The Holy Mountain cannot become the soil for the birth of demons, at least not until we all disappear completely.”
Andacoulgas shook his arm and kept waving the legend of the Oath Keepers, which was not a small burden for him.
The previous battle with Hailab made him feel the soreness in his arm that he had not seen for a long time.
“Just talk nonsense.”
Barnar’s figure has grown much larger.
Forehead……
Having finally successfully mastered the Fury Stance of the Berserker, he is a little obsessed with his current power.
Originally, Banal was strong enough, but now it has become even stronger.
By the way, the rune of the berserker's fury posture that Balnar has mastered is called "Madness".
It can increase the power output by almost half on the basis of strengthening.
“Banaer, don’t blame me for not warning you in advance.
The ancestors on the Holy Mountain knew so much about the Wrath of the Berserker skill, why almost no one is willing to use it."
Halab spoke to Banal, but his tone sounded a bit like a discussion?
Hmm, that’s not surprising.
Although Banal seems to have returned to normal now, Hairab understood from what Banal said before,
It's not like this guy can't change into the crazy person he was before.
It would not end well if Balnar went mad again in the rage of the Berserker.
“I know, I am feeling the feeling of my blood being burned.”
Barnar said angrily.
The rage of the berserker is ultimately nothing more than the power to inspire blood.
But how much bloodline power can a ghost have to burn?
“I am not Orak, he needs to leave a little hope for his tribe,
But I don’t need it.
The Tagus tribe will be gone if it is gone, it has nothing to do with me.
I have never been a leader while I was alive."
Barnar bared his teeth like a monkey.
Perhaps an orangutan is more suitable for him now?
“No one would give the position of leader to a guy who loses his mind when fighting.
In addition to fighting power, a leader also needs some brains, but your brains are definitely not enough.
At least while you’re alive.”
Anda Kurgas walked behind Leah while talking.
At this time, the three ancestors have surrounded Leah in the middle.
Also surrounded was Rasuk who was struggling with the equipment in his hand.
“The Shadow Fang is not out of my control yet, dear ancestors.
Although I can’t guarantee how long you can rest assured, I think there will be no problem for at least a month or two.”
Lea was not angry, although generally she would be angry when someone warned her.
It’s just that Leah doesn’t think there is any need to be angry.
“It’s hard to say. When I was alive, I thought I could die of old age.”
Barnar retorted directly.
After becoming a little smarter, Banal became a little confused and actually dared to ridicule others.
In the past, if you wanted to ridicule Banal, you couldn't do it in a more subtle way.
At that time, Banal could not understand it.
The Berserker’s IQ at that time could only understand swear words within a radius with mom as the midpoint and three generations above and below.
Even if it is extended to the fourth generation, 80% of Banal will not be able to understand it.
“Come on, wait a minute. I think the other guys are coming soon.
At that time, we will find a way to complete Rasuk’s work quickly.”
Halab was not interested in communicating with Banal about swear words and sarcasm, as that was not the scope of his hobbies.
“Whether Skeleton King can come back is still a question, but I can only guarantee that Leoric will come back.”
Lasuk raised his head and took a look while he was busy.
“Hey, how can a busy person like you still speak in person?”
Barnar said strange words that he didn’t know where he heard them from. From the look of it, it was clear that this guy didn’t seem to understand what he meant at all.
“You idiot, can you shut up? I’ll buy melon seeds for you later!”
Halab couldn’t help but choked Banal.
At this time, other ancestors also appeared nearby one by one.
“Huh~Although I just felt that Barnal’s aura has become much stronger, is he in the wrathful posture of a berserker?”
Cassius tugged on his whip beard, and a clear pulling sensation on his chin made him realize that this was not a dream.
“Well, things are going well with Banal, now the question is what to do with Shadow Fang.”
Kahn raised the two swords in front of his eyes, and then the two swords, one horizontally and one vertically, seemed to be aligned in his sight.
“Which one of us do you think can break the Shadow Fang?”
Talik is a little troubled. When everyone hesitates, a warrior is always needed to break the deadlock.
“I miss Mocott...”
"Me too……"
Kelic and Kalju said so.
It goes without saying who has shouldered this responsibility as the warrior who broke the deadlock in the past.
Morcott the Merciless.
In addition to his determination, there is another reason for Wu Mercy.
To be honest, Mocott's brain is not very easy to use.
So he is usually the first to be stubborn.
“What are you doing? You can’t try it without Mokot?
Or are you addicted to teasing fools?”
Halab stamped his feet, and the sound successfully attracted the attention of other ancestors.
“Look at what I’m doing!? Look at the Shadow Fang, and then find a way to break it!”
Halabo shouted with lack of confidence.
The eyes of those guys only mean one thing.
“You said you can try it without Mocott, then why don’t you give it a try?”
Although the way of expression may vary depending on the personalities of these ancestors, for example, Cassius may include a bunch of words that will be blocked.
But the meaning is the same.
“Cassius, give me the molten slag in your hand!
You can’t let me hit a weapon with my fists!?”
Halab shouted with indescribable fucked up emotions.
“Ahem, this is the weapon I used when I was young,
This is also the only thing I miss about my past!”
Cassius raised his fist and moved his wrist.
“I haven’t seen you use it again after Bulcaisel gave it to you!”
Halab grabbed Cassius's neck with one hand and reached into Cassius's backpack with the other hand.
The relationship between these guys is so familiar.
“You misunderstood, that’s not what I meant.
I mean...
Me! If you take out your backpack, can you find it in my crotch!?"
Cassius punched Hyrab in the face, knocking the conqueror several times.
Then, not satisfied with his anger, he took out the molten slag and threw it directly into Herab's face.
“You owe me once, I will definitely send you away before I disappear!”
It looked like a farce, but these ancestors avoided looking at Leah who was standing in the middle.
Not even eye contact!
Diavolo's soul is still the same soul, but his body is not the original body. Bulcaisel has already told them through the Holy Mountain.
Where did Diavolo’s body go?
The original body of the Dread Demon itself can form a small burning hell.
The only person these guys can think of who is related to Diavolo is Leah.
No one doubts that Leah’s soul is noble, but what about her body?
Bulcasso's blood and Leoric's bones, these two "materials" are powerful enough for ordinary people.
But compared with the complete body of the Fear Demon God, it is almost meaningless.
“How about you wait until I recall Leoric’s will and ask about it before making a decision?”
Lasuk took a deep breath and said.
“Leorric’s will? Bulcaisel handed this thing to you, how sure can you be?”
Talik frowned, and then anger began to rise in his body.
This is like a signal, and clear anger appears on the ancestors.
Of course, the exception is Hyrab.
This guy's anger cannot be expressed outside his body at all. After all, his anger has become the supply for him to restore his state.
“It should be sufficient that we have our own way of determining this matter.
No matter whether Diavolo's body is in Leia's body or in the Fang of Shadows.
There will be some reaction to the anger of barbarians.
Having so much effort, and even using the power of the Holy Mountain, we still have to delay to complete this level of combined force.
If Malthael is in front of us, can we really delay Harrogath until it explodes?"
Halab became worried because of this preview of the power of the Holy Mountain.
This chapter has been completed!