In Lex Luthor's laboratory, he was still looking at the man named Bizarro.
Although he still didn't remember the circumstances under which he created this guy.
But from the fragmentary records in the laboratory, he realized how powerful Bizarro was.
"Luthor, you have been in Khanduras for some time.
Are you still not going to make any contribution to my country?"
Leoric said to Lex Luthor with a cigar in his mouth.
Skeleton King learned to have fun...
But this is not a surprising thing.
Although he is the wise king of Khanduras, it does not mean that he will treat himself poorly in terms of life standards.
But compared to those arrogant and lewd tyrants, the things he enjoys are actually quite common.
“I came here originally wanting to see a world where humans are supreme.
But it's a pity that you don't seem to represent human beings, do you?
I've been asking for information about you a lot during this time.
Skeleton King Leoric, although you always reiterate that you are not the king of skeletons.
But I can't see you as a human being.
But I also see the possibility of Canduras, so let's work together.
It’s not that I’m your subordinate, but that both parties are cooperating on an equal footing.”
Lex Luthor is very calm.
It was as if he had no respect for the strong man in front of him who could kill him with just one hammer.
"This is what you had in mind from the beginning, right?
I've seen a lot of guys like you.
Think that you are the center of the world. Anywhere you can be observed by others, you will want to stand in the center and enjoy the applause.
I don't hate you like this, but I don't like your self-righteousness either.
cooperate?
When you choose to come to Khanduras with these things, you have lost the possibility of talking about cooperation.
I know exactly what people like you are afraid of.
You will only bow before power.
I don't care how many plots and tricks you will use behind my back to seize everything in Khanduras.
As long as I'm here, no one can take this away.
So Lex Luthor, you have no choice now."
Leoric was full of majesty at this time.
When he was around Bulqueso, he only showed his crazy side.
Even after merging with King Lakis I, he was only showing his peace.
But no one can ignore that he is a great king!
And the king is powerful!
The cold weather made Lex Luthor seem to see the water of Santu River.
That fearful kingly aura is gradually suppressing Lex Luthor's will.
But the man still stood upright.
"As you said, I only fear power.
He will also bow his head and turn around to study conspiracies because of his strength.
But that's a prerequisite, that is, you must be a human being.
Although the Nephalem blood you gave me convinced me that Nephalem are human beings.
But are you now a Nephalem?
Since you gave me a choice.
Then I should give you one back.
Bizarro, even I don’t know when I created this existence.
But I saw enough strength in his profile.
Don’t think I’m just busy studying your kanduras during this time!
I'm done brainwashing Bizarro.
Even this is not very stable.
But he can at least match you!"
Lex Luthor has no intention of giving in.
This guy is an absolute villain.
He is also a hero who will do whatever it takes for the sake of power!
But more importantly, Lex Luthor has always been proud of his human identity!
He is perhaps the most staunch racist in the world.
But it’s not the differences between races and the like!
But in his eyes, there are only humans and non-humans!
Humanity first!
“It’s really good.
If Jotun Kule's soul has not dissipated in the Dark Soul Stone.
He may have a lot in common with you.
Then let me see your trump card!
What kind of charm does this being with such a powerful physique have to make you so confident?"
Leoric lost his flesh and blood body as he spoke!
At this time, he truly appeared here as the Skeleton King!
There are gusts of sinister wind, but accompanied by that majestic kingly aura, people cannot simply regard him as a dead person!
"as you wish."
Lex Luthor directly pressed the button on the desktop.
Then he pressed his palm on the scanning panel that just appeared.
A needle appeared on the scanning panel and pricked his palm.
After completing the blood collection, a camera appeared from the desktop...
Then Lex Luthor put his face on the camera and blinked...
No one would just make a button on the desktop as a switch on something so important.
Just like the nuclear button is not just a button.
"Chi~"
After a sound of frustration sounded.
The big transparent jar was finally opened.
Bizarro inside fell directly to the ground.
Apparently he wasn't done awakening yet.
And awakening is exactly what Lex Luthor didn't have time to prepare for.
He was still not sure how effective his previous brainwashing was for Bizarro.
But now he really has no choice.
"I remember you were rich?
Then you'd better pay double the compensation for the damage caused to Khanduras during the battle.
Of course, I will definitely know how to speak like a lion.
You'd better be mentally prepared."
Leoric didn't even hide the idea that he would take the opportunity to blackmail.
He is full of confidence now.
Of course he can sense the guy inside the jar.
That kind of powerful vitality made him feel as if he had seen the peak state of the most powerful ancestor spirits on the Holy Mountain of Harrogas.
But the soul... Bizarro's soul is definitely not powerful.
Like a newly born angel.
It's just that this soul does not have the power of higher heaven to influence it.
So Bizarro is not that kind of noble angel.
As for the odds?
Leoric believed that he could not lose, so he was so confident!
"Although I use more physical attacks.
But it doesn't mean you can't use magic.
Although this body has magic resistance that far exceeds that of ordinary people,
But it’s still not enough for me.”
Leoric even kindly reminded him.①
Skeletor's ability to control bones is pure magical power.
With the resistance Bizarro showed, Leoric couldn't easily control Bizarro like playing with building blocks.
But there is no problem in directly increasing the opponent's bone mass.
If you go too far, it's not impossible to let the bone spurs burst out of the body.
"Then fight.
Bizarro is a miracle to me though.
But he is not irreplaceable!
Since I can create one of him, I can create more of him!"
Lex Luthor said very confidently.
This is also how he shows his value.
The most obvious feature of science is that it can be replicated!
One success may be accidental, but as long as there is one success, the next success will not be too far away.
…
The sacred mountain of Harrogath.
Bulcaisel, who had already taken his position and planned to start fighting directly, looked in the direction of Canduras and frowned.
He noticed that Leoric showed his original posture.
For Leoric to be in his current situation, the power of Shadow Fang has made a huge contribution.
Bulcaisuo doesn't care much about what happens in the High Heaven, because he already knows everything that happens in the High Heaven.
Although Iprius didn't tell him anything, there were some things that Imperius didn't need to reveal.
But the Burning Hell is still a bit unfamiliar to Bulcaisel.
He just took away the Shadow Fang, the source of power from the Burning Hell.
This can indeed reduce the threat of Burning Hell to a certain level.
But that doesn't mean accidents won't happen.
The fluctuations in Shadowfang's power will surely attract the attention of the Burning Hell.
Whether Barr will be tempted by this is completely unknown.
But Yin Na can’t stop Joriz and Barr at the same time!
What's more, there is Diavolo whose location is unknown!
"Are you worried?"
The first generation ancestor looked curious.
He had never seen such an expression of emotion from Bulcasso before.
The former Bulcaisel always behaved calmly as if he knew everything.
"I'm human too."
Bulcaisu frowned and said to the first ancestor.
"Then you can go and see what's going on over there first.
Anyway, I, a dead person, don’t care about such a small amount of time.
The worst possible outcome would be to turn the one-day celebration into three days.
Prepare for the carnival on the first day, and then start the ceremony on the second day.
The finishing touches will be done on the third day.
Anyway, barbarians don’t celebrate many festivals throughout the year.”
It’s hard to tell whether the words of the first generation ancestors were well-intentioned or not.
Bulkesso shook his head.
"no need.
Leoric can handle these things.
He has never been a weakling.
Whether as a king or as a warrior.
Besides, what position do I have to investigate Kandulas’ affairs?”
Bulcaisel refused.
Although there is still some concern in his eyes, more attention is still placed on the first generation ancestor.
"In that case, let's get started?
It just so happens that young people have almost digested the benefits we have brought to them before.
Maybe we can learn something new from the battle between you and me next?"
The first ancestors were very kind when they didn't show their anger.
"There's another one coming.
She is also one of the future barbarians.
It can even be said that she is the most barbarian among the barbarians."
Bulkesso said casually.
He was talking about Sonya.
"Sanya? That genius?
She is very talented, and she came back to life with the help of Kanai's body.
In this way, she is indeed qualified to take on the future of the barbarians.
But why didn't you say a word about that Rorschach?
I'm not an old-fashioned person, and I can communicate with everyone.
The barbarian chosen by justice is what I really want to see.
It’s just that you seem to want to hide his existence from me intentionally or unintentionally?”
The first generation ancestor had a smile that didn't deserve a beating on his face.
"Rorschach is still making a decision.
He always has to face this choice.
Is it the justice of angels or your own justice?
You and I both know how powerful the power of justice is.
Otherwise, the two demon gods would not have come to the Burning Hell.
Even if the World Stone had cracks at that time, it couldn't be detonated by just throwing a toothpick-like sword into it.
Rorschach now has a choice.
Become a barbarian and strive to become an immortal king.
Or become an Archangel of Justice?
It all depends on his own choice."
Bulcaisuo said some nonsense and had no intention of answering the first generation ancestor.
At least it didn't give any positive answer.
"Has anyone gone to notify Sonya?"
The first generation ancestor smiled.
To him, these words seemed to expose Bulqueso's excuse.
"Sonya has the blood of a buck flowing in her body.
She can know about your arrival and the celebration.
But now she may be more concerned about the breath of wisdom in the higher heavens.
After all, what we told her at the beginning was that she would be the last insurance against Malthael.
I just hope Sonya can think more about it."
Bulquesso gave the answer this time.
Of course Sonya knew that there was a celebration taking place on the Holy Mountain.
It's just that she is probably still struggling at this time.
"Are you forcing her to make her own choice?
Don’t you think it’s bad to obey the orders of the Immortal King?”
The first generation ancestor said happily.
He made no secret of his views on the power of the Immortal King.
"Immortal King? Who among the Immortal Kings is really immortal?
Although my life span is far from the point where I can see the end.
But I am indeed no longer young.
And you? How old have you become now?
As for the guy in the Holy Mountain, he couldn't tell the exact year he died.
The value of the Immortal King is to live in the present and give faith to his people.
If possible, I hope Sonya can become the next Immortal King.
It's a pity that compared to the stubborn Rorschach, Sonya is still a little worse.
Even though she has tasted death."
Bulcaisel's brows were still furrowed.
"What are the benefits of becoming an immortal king?
Doesn’t it still have to be placed on that stone throne?
To be honest, I prefer the sofa in this world compared to the imposing throne.
If I were still the immortal king now, I would definitely let my tribe replace my throne with the most comfortable sofa.
Of course, a soft enough bed will also work.”
The first generation ancestors told jokes that were not funny.
"Like I said, I don't care if I wait another year.
But what about the tribesmen?
Their time is different from ours.
Are you going to let them spend time here with us two old guys?"
The first generation ancestor said with a smile.
Bulcaisel clenched his fists.
"Then let's have some fun first.
Like a bare-handed fight?
I want to beat you hard no longer just for a day or two.
I've been wanting to do this ever since I knew you watched Mount Arreat explode."
Bulcaisuo squinted his eyes and looked at the first ancestor coldly.
"Of course, I accept it.
It's just a fight, it's a common thing for barbarians..."
Before the first ancestor could finish his words, he was knocked to the ground by Bulcasso.
Then Bulcaisuo got into the riding position neatly and started punching the first ancestor's old face!
It is very passive when the opponent takes the riding position.
For ordinary people, most of the time they can only protect themselves while using their core strength to change the situation.
But for a barbarian with great strength, turning over is not difficult...
But the situation at this time is different.
Burquesso is playing at home!
The Holy Mountain of Harrogath is the holy mountain he rebuilt!
Moreover, Volusk, who was in charge of the power of the Holy Mountain at this time, was also full of resentment towards the first ancestors.
The first ancestors were not killed in the era when Volusk was active...
In other words, the first generation ancestor could obviously do a lot of things for the barbarians, but he did nothing.
In this case, it makes sense for Voluskra to be biased.
Who made this a completely irregular and dignified fight?
"What the hell!"
This was the first time that the first generation ancestors cursed in front of a large crowd of barbarians...
It was even a bit difficult to say this complete curse word...
But all the barbarians present could forgive him at this time.
After all, it is very uncomfortable to be beaten while riding on the waist.
Not laughing outright at this time is the greatest respect these ancestor spirits can show to their first generation ancestors.
"Hahahahahaha~"
Well, there are a few guys who don't have too much respect.
For example, the smile at this time is like a duck quacking like Hairab.
As for whether this is a serious duck, it probably is...
This chapter has been completed!