On the sacred mountain of Harrogath.
"Leiko, have you done your preparations?"
Tarik spoke to Leiko without any courtesy at all, and even felt like he was yelling.
"I can set off at any time, but I never feel that this war is necessary."
Leiko didn't even raise her head, feeling a little uneasy about what she was going to do next.
"Of course, war is always something that is disliked.
That represents death, and it represents countless poor people who are about to lose their lives.
I don’t know how many families will be broken up.
But war is never unnecessary.
Sometimes you have no choice but to fight."
Tarik was talking about truth, but the expression on his face was clearly one of ridicule.
Leiko, a barbarian born for love.
Angry because of love.
He will not hold back his hands in battle, nor will his hands tremble before killing his enemy.
But the torment deep inside still made her very stressed.
"I won't make a mistake, I have never made a mistake in a battle.
But whenever I think of the battlefield, my heart feels as painful as being pinched.
Talik, each of us is different.
Even in battle, we can kill the life in front of us without stopping, but each of us is different."
Leiko's voice was unusually soft, almost like a whisper.
But the anger in her body had begun to burn.
Angry that he had to set foot on the battlefield, angry that he had to take the lives of others.
Angry because I can't, can't resist this fucking fate!
"Leiko, get ready to go.
Someone always has to sacrifice, and the best person to sacrifice is ourselves.
But sometimes you have to face a situation where you have no choice.
Destiny gives us no choice."
Kolik held his ax with both hands and looked calm.
Perhaps when it comes to taking away other people's lives, only Kolik's pain can rival Leiko's.
"No need to comfort me.
Your comfort not only cuts a knife into my heart, but also makes me suffer.
So don't go any further.
To protect everything my hands can touch, I am willing to be a butcher.
Although I won’t charge shouting ‘meat’.”
Leiko told a joke.
She was talking about the butcher in his slaughterhouse, but the joke didn't make anyone laugh.
"Now that you are ready, let the killing end a war.
If anyone can survive the war, I will wait for them to stand in front of us and take revenge.
Of course, I won’t just sit back and die!
Killing others in pain is so that you can survive!
Let the race continue!
So when others stand in front of us for the continuation and survival of their own race, we can only fight frankly.
Just admit that you are dirty and see who can survive."
Tarik's expression became ferocious.
The legend of Proof of Shame only proves how shameful he once was.
But it doesn't matter, people have to pay the price for their choices.
“We are the only ones taking action this time.
Kalju will be waiting at the gate of the Holy Mountain.
If we die in the war, it is a well-deserved death and a rightful death.
It’s a pity that at that time, there probably won’t be three gatekeepers on the Holy Mountain of Harrogas.”
Korik stretched his body.
The rage rises!
"A portal...
An unjust war...
A boring game where you don’t know who will fall!”
Leiko sang in a weird accent, and inserted her hands into the void with all her strength.
Then the muscles trembled and a portal was opened!
Breaking the portal of a world is not something that can be opened easily.
A war that is destined to end from the beginning cannot be ended by a few pacifists choosing to sacrifice their lives.
War is a means to an end.
The purpose of this war is to gain the right to survive!
"Let's go!"
Talik did not waver and passed through the portal first.
Swordmaster Kahn, one of the newly promoted three ancestors, followed Tarik with his cherished sword in both hands.
Korik rubbed his beard and his face turned sallow.
He put the giant ax in his hand on his shoulder and walked in without saying a word.
The last one is Leiko who just opened the portal!
Leiko turned her head and looked at the towering Temple of the Elders.
In other words, she was looking at Bulcaisuo who was in the Temple of the Elders.
His eyes were very calm, as if he didn't have any emotional fluctuations.
"Only four people took action to face a world war, although they were basically equal in strength.
But I also want to say that this is not fair!"
Leiko's voice almost didn't come out.
There was no one around to listen.
But the holy mountain of Harrogas itself will definitely record this sentence!
I will definitely tell these words in a whisper to every barbarian who has ever stayed or will stay on the holy mountain of Harrogas!
…
"Of course it's not fair.
Because we must win.
If you lose, I will set foot on the battlefield myself.
But then the situation becomes difficult to handle.”
Bulcaisel whispered in the direction of Leiko.
Of course, Bulcasso, who had accomplished the great task of rebuilding the barbarian holy mountain, knew what Leiko said.
This holy mountain is called Halogas, just because this name once represented the most glorious period of civilization of the barbarians.
Bulcaisel didn't want to think about the story between himself and Uldyssian, even though he knew the name "Udyssian".
He also couldn't remember his past "self" at all.
But that's not important!
Now Bulcasso is just Bulcaisso!
He is the king of the barbarians!
He is the Immortal King!
"Bulkess, if I abandon the so-called 'justice' now, will it allow you to start to find yourself again?"
Rorschach looked at Bulcasso in front of him, although he didn't know what the other party planned to do.
But he could clearly feel that what Bulqueso was going to do was against "justice".
If Rorschach could achieve the justice he hoped for by just giving up that thing called "justice", then he would do it.
There is nothing to hesitate. For the sake of justice and truth, Rorschach can give up everything.
It doesn't matter even if I lose the power I have now.
He seemed quite happy living as a homeless man.
The end of the world is always on the way, and the real end is the day when everyone stops speaking.
The end is coming at any time, but it seems it will never really happen.
Rorschach began to worry.
"Wait a minute, it's going to be over soon!
The name Diavolo is a joke, but no one can deny the power of the guy this name represents."
Bulcaisel turned his head and glanced at Rorschach.
Rorschach seems not to have realized that what he received was not the recognition of justice, but the recognition of Tyrael.
Tyrell's aura completely disappeared, and Rorschach seemed to know nothing about it.
"Someone is confronting him.
Even the new Hamelin has people fighting it.
Even more demons are fighting powerful opponents.
But all of this is just something that we Nephalem have experienced in the past years.
All I have to do is let the end come."
Bulkesso said with his eyes closed.
It seems that this is not something worth paying attention to.
"What are the ancestors doing now?"
Rorschach's tone was a little cold, but he seemed a little curious.
"Fighting."
Burquetso gave the simplest answer.
It simply makes it impossible to lock in a specific area.
Rorschach stopped talking about this.
He just looked at Bulcaisuo in front of him quietly.
"You said I will be the next Immortal King?
But you never said what it takes to become the Immortal King.
I think your death is just the first prerequisite, right?"
Rorschach's words were quite offensive.
But there is no problem.
The barbarians have no record of ever having the Immortal King alive at the same time.
"For you, the first prerequisite is justice."
Bulcasso said coldly.
Didn't even make any rebuttal.
"rule?
I mean mastering a rule?
A rule that can be called immortal?
Don’t blame me for asking, because the word ‘immortal’ itself makes people care.”
Rorschach's hand tightly grasped the Hammer of Judgment.
His hands were a little white from excessive exertion.
That is the state that occurs after the blood is squeezed.
"Justice lasts forever.
So you will be the immortal king."
Burquetso gave a nonsensical answer.
But Rorschach understood that this should not happen after he obtained the power of justice.
Bulkesso had already designated him as the next Immortal King when he saw him.
How could he be sure that he would get justice at that time?
Bulcaisel had long ago planned to take away justice from Tyrael.
He was even ready to kill Tyrael completely.
Tyrael is a friend to humans, but to the barbarians, he is an archangel of justice with a blood feud.
Killing in the name of "justice" is an affront to justice.
Just like the country where Rorschach was born.
I know clearly that this is not justice, but just profit.
But they never tire of "justice".
It's like this flag can cover up their stench under a burst of light that doesn't know where it comes from.
"If you can't find Tyrell, how are you going to make me the Immortal King?"
Rorschach seemed to ask Bulkesso with some contempt.
Rorschach has always been a guy who wants to show his fearlessness despite being afraid.
That is stubborn and what is called "ignorance".
But such a Rorschach itself is shining!
"Courage endures."
Bulkesso didn't hide anything, let alone lie.
Rather than letting him lie, he would rather remain silent.
"Because the Prius knows?"
"He's very clear.
That's why you were so excited after discovering that Tyrael's Justice appeared in you.
He is not afraid of death, but is happy to be alive."
Bulqueso's words made Rorschach a little stunned.
He thought about many possibilities, but never thought of such a result.
"still have a question.
What would you have done if you hadn't met me?"
Rorschach asked pointedly.
If Bulqueso had not met him, then all of this would seem out of the question.
Even Rorschach still holds the most dangerous thing in his hands, which is his own life!
"In that case, the Prius will probably be even happier."
Bulquesso seemed to be a little vague at this time.
Rorschach began to think.
Could it be that the name of the archangel Imprius is included in the list of the next Immortal King?
This doesn't seem like a fun thing.
"Becoming a human being is not just Auriel's idea.
How can courage itself refuse to try new things?
You all seem to have misunderstandings about the Prius.
Everything he does is based on his identity!
Bearing all responsibilities for your position is the courage that Prius is most proud of."
Bulquesso said a few more words.
Rorschach also understood what he meant.
As long as Imperius becomes a Nephalem, someone will be able to take on the position of Immortal King.
"What is the reason for your immortality?"
Rorschach did not ask Bulcasso, what he said was more like talking to himself.
He was just looking for a possible answer in his heart.
"My immortality?"
Bulcasso opened his eyes wide, but soon returned to his unconcerned look.
It looked like he had no intention of answering Rorschach.
"I don't believe anger lasts forever.
No one can stay angry forever.
One day your anger will subside, and by then anger will no longer be the complacent power of barbarians."
Rorschach said this.
The Elder's Temple fell into silence again after these words.
…
Outside the Temple of the Elders, Banal sat on the long stone steps holding a husky with lively eyes.
There was already a lot of snow on his body, but he remained motionless.
Even the husky is too well-behaved to look like a husky.
Perhaps in the cold wind, the husky's sealed IQ has been unlocked.
This is a breed of dog that was domesticated from unknown generations ago.
They are working dogs and need to obey the demands of most humans they come into contact with.
It is for this reason that Huskies are rarely loyal to one owner.
After all, they need to pull sleds for many people and cannot just listen to one person.
“Don’t even think about chewing on the building of the Elder’s Temple.
Not to mention that you can't do it at all, even if you can do it, you won't have the chance to do it.
This is the holy mountain of Harrogas, a holy mountain that only belongs to Bulkesso.
We exist because He needs us, and we also need such a place to witness.
If you really plan to provide a decoration plan to Burquesso, then I can only suggest that you take the onions, ginger and garlic with you first.
It's best if you can carry a pot big enough to put you in."
Banal spoke to the husky in his arms like a madman.
But his eyes kept looking at the center of the Elder's Temple.
That's where Bulkesso is.
Banal, a berserker.
A barbarian who had only recently escaped madness as a soul and mastered the rage of the berserker.
He is very sober now!
This chapter has been completed!