"None of you has ever considered why there is a huge difference between you and the Immortal King?"
The first ancestor's anger surged, but his voice was not affected in any way.
"Why do you think a bunch of us dead people would think about how to become stronger?
We die because we are not strong enough. What else can we do after our growth is restricted by death?"
Cassius said while pulling the leg of the first ancestor.
It could be seen that although the battle between them was fierce, it was not to the point where they could not even speak.
"Didn't some of you already prove that death is not invincible?"
The first ancestor's tone was inexplicably softer, but the anger burning in him was even hotter!
Cassius's arms were scorched, but thanks to Volusk's modification of them, he could still continue to fight.
This may not be entirely a bad thing.
"Who knew that Warusk had won until he said he was the winner?
And the winner still dies, so what’s the point of defeating death?”
The two swords in Kahn's hands kept piercing the back of the first ancestor!
Every time you can see blood spattering, but each time there is no serious enough injury.
Kahn has never seen such a strong body in his life!
This is even harder than those demons turned from stone!
"In your eyes, does defeating death mean immortality?
What a superficial view, immortality is not about winning death, but about being abandoned by life.
You should be grateful to death, and you should also be grateful to that bastard Volusk."
The first generation ancestor glanced at the direction of the Elder's Temple and then said.
"If a guy who dies once is defeated again, it can only be said to have disappeared. A dead person cannot die twice.
You seem to simply think that Warusk brought deathly hostility to the barbarians, and even sacrificed many for it.
Have you ever thought that Volusk still has a group of ancestor spirits like you in his hands?
It's just that those guys can't use the power accumulated in the holy mountain to reappear for a long time."
The first ancestor glanced at Banal's head, which was constantly poking him with sharp corners at his chest, and then gave Banal a headbutt in a particularly twisted way!
The collision between the helmet and the sharp horns made an unpleasant sharp sound!
Banal fell directly to the ground under this attack!
"As I said, although Warusk spoke very firmly before, he was full of hesitation.
If he really intended to bully Bulquesso into acquiescing to his choice, he would have ended all of you who were opponents in the first place."
The first generation ancestor took a moment to turn his head.
He observed Kahn's position and status.
After taking care of Banal, his leg dragged by Cassius began to slowly but firmly fall to the ground!
It's not easy to make him lose his balance.
"That guy Volusk is a well-deserved immortal king, even though it was only for a period of time."
While the first ancestor was speaking, he finally touched the ground with both feet!
This stable posture allows him to release more power in his waist!
The power of the heavy sword used by the first generation ancestor to wrestle with Korik increased dramatically for a moment!
Kolik, on the other hand, spun in the opposite direction and flew away into the distance.
"Talik, I agree with your fighting method of protecting your comrades.
But I seem to have reminded you that there is still a difference between the strength of a group and the strength of an individual.
If only you could have been stronger during the battle on Mount Arreat.
In the end, the three of you will not become corpses because you are fighting on your own."
The first generation ancestor said in a preaching tone, and with the hand raised above his head, he pulled Talik to his side and landed on the ground.
Then he picked up the heavy knife with his free hand and slapped Tarik away with the blade!
"Which one is right among the individual and the group?
Have you ever thought about what the group is doing when a few are right?
Dragging people in the right direction is the opposite of right?
You have been like this in my eyes for a long time.
Completely eliminate the demonic threat, and the angels will laugh out loud.
If you are hostile to angels, you will have to bear the pressure of demons yourself.
You guys always seem to be just thinking about how to continue in the cracks, but does that kind of continuation really make sense?"
The first ancestor asked as he glanced at Cassius who was still hugging one of his legs.
Hellab pulled Cassius's legs with such force that it was as if he was trying to tear Cassius into two pieces from his waist!
"This is probably why I was dissatisfied with you from the very beginning when I met you."
Hailab's expression became more and more ferocious.
Not speaking at this time is the best option for him to fully concentrate on his strength.
But he still couldn't bear this statement from his first generation ancestor!
What’s right and wrong about groups?
Of course not the majority is necessarily correct!
But how can the missing part prove that it is correct?
Hailab's greatest self-knowledge is that he never thinks that he alone can be smarter than all the barbarians combined!
Hellaberg was so calm outside that he was already thinking about what he should do to better buy time!
"First generation ancestor, if you were still just a name and a sculpture, I would still worship you!
But when you appear in front of me alive, I just want to teach you a lesson!"
Kahn roared!
The two swords that were constantly stabbing in his hands were connected together like a stream of light!
"Kahn, the Sword Master, an interesting title.
Haven’t you ever wondered why you haven’t been able to communicate with Ninety Barbarians until now?”
The two knives in the hands of the first generation ancestor slashed past him!
Centering on the leg tightly entangled by Cassius, he completed a whirlwind!
Cassius and Hyrab were dragged around on the ground because of the actions of the first ancestors!
But the first ancestor’s thick legs also made several overwhelmed sounds!
The moment the muscles tore, it made a loud noise like a cowhide drum being broken open!
But this is nothing to the first generation now, he is also a warrior who has experienced hundreds of battles.
It's just pain, it can only affect his ability to move in a short period of time!
And this impact will not even narrow the combat effectiveness gap between the two engines!
The first ancestor is the source of barbarians, and many of the unique powers possessed by legends have returned to him!
From embryonic form to mature skills, all these evolutions are affecting the first generation of ancestors!
"what have you done?"
Kahn roared angrily before being knocked away.
"I didn't do anything, and you think you're right, but those other guys may not think so.
While Ninety Barbarians think it is correct, other barbarians may also have different opinions.
Are you wrong?
It's just that you can't pull a behemoth toward the path you think is right.
This is when the value of the Immortal King is revealed!
The Immortal King is the one who can single-handedly change the future direction of the barbarians!"
This time, the first ancestor looked at Cassius at his feet.
"I agree with this, but Bulcasso didn't hide his thoughts!
We all know what he is going to do!"
Cassius said with great difficulty.
Affected by the huge power formed by the whirlwind of the first generation ancestor, Cassius' chest was even ground to pieces by the ground at this time!
"Then tell me what he plans to do?"
The first ancestor said sarcastically.
This time Cassius shut up.
He wanted to say "Bulkessor wants to collect all authority", but he couldn't tell what Bulkesso's purpose was in collecting authority!
Authority is always a tool, and he actually regarded this process as the ultimate goal because it was too difficult to collect tools.
"It seems that you realize that you actually don't know anything.
But that’s normal, as if you actually don’t know anything about what I plan to do.”
The first generation ancestor sneered.
Then he stabbed the two swords in his hands directly into the ground, and cut off Cassius's arm directly!
At least Cassius couldn't drag his legs around anymore. It felt great to have no burden!
"Only dead people can become saints, because living saints will have too many influences."
Hellab let go of Cassius's legs, shook his head and stood up!
In just a few short trips back and forth, among the seven barbarian legends, only Hylab still retains a considerable degree of combat effectiveness.
"I now believe what you said about Warusk having reservations about us, but there is no rule that says we have already gone all out, right?"
Hailab looked at the first generation ancestor in front of him and said.
"Of course, I'm afraid I'm starting to look forward to your trump card.
Can a guy like you continue to surprise me?
I can smell the hatred for me in your anger, and that's a good start.
Hate can ignite everything in you, including your reason, and the brightest and hottest thing in that burning flame is anger."
The ancestors of the first generation spoke like they were preaching.
He shook his legs and shook off Cassius' arm that was wrapped around his legs.
Even though the arms separated from the body can still use some strength due to the monster's physique.
But he could no longer resist the burning anger of the first generation ancestors.
At this time, the first-generation ancestor did not appear to have any injuries except for the injury of being pierced by Kahn on the back!
"Is this another teaching war? As a teacher, you are not even as good as that idiot Volusk.
But I have to thank you. If you don’t let go of the power of anger, I’m afraid I won’t even be able to touch the edge.”
Hailab looked at the first generation ancestor in front of him and said.
There was constant flashes of anger in his body, and the anger before was no longer painful.
It's like a tank with a brand new engine!
"I have never regarded anger as my private property, but I have to say that the power of anger is still a bit immature compared to fate and the like."
The first generation ancestor had a satisfied smile on his face!
The power of anger must come after fate.
Even after hope!
After all, the birth of anger requires the existence of will.
"The time before and after the birth of authority also affects the strength of power, right?"
Hirab asked.
"Perhaps so, at least that's mostly what I've seen.
Destiny comes first, wisdom comes later.
Hope and courage are further behind.”
The first generation ancestors made comments about several archangels who were equally powerful.
As for fate... that is the power that the first generation ancestors understood that Inarius would have had if he had not given up his status as an archangel.
"What about Tyrell?"
Hirab asked.
Tyrael was an alien among the archangels, and he wanted to know what the first generation ancestors thought of Tyrael, the archangel of justice.
"You seem to have been confused by the title of Archangel of Justice for too long.
Tyrael is actually ‘self’.”
The first generation ancestor said hesitantly.
"He is pure self, and his will is the original self-will.
It might be more appropriate to say that he is the Archangel of Will.
But because of his own will, Tyrael can choose."
The first generation ancestor waved his fingers and analyzed.
"So does the existence of the Hammer of Judgment mean that an archangel of justice other than Tyrell should have been born in the high-level heaven?"
Hirab asked.
"Don't make trouble, justice is something that was born because of the birth of Tyrell's self.
It's actually not difficult for Tyrell to master these things.
We should all be thankful that Tyrael didn't act like a wild child."
The ancestors of the first generation bared their teeth.
A completely uncontrolled self is no different from a beast in the eyes of humans!
But Tyrael didn't seem to be like this.
"I always think that Nephalem geniuses are the real future, although this is just a feeling of mine.
But it should still make sense.
The combination of fate and knowledge is often helped by self.
Wisdom, courage, hope and even hatred, fear and destruction all gave the Nephalem a choice.
I hate to think that archangels are all selfless.
I don’t believe that demons are willing to selflessly show the form of their authority in the eyes of the nephalem.”
The first generation ancestor looked at Li Min when he said these words.
Hairab and the others can just listen to this topic, but if they want to express their opinions, they are still too far away.
"The original savage gave such an evaluation, which I find difficult to interpret as a story.
But I need to consider everything a guy like you says carefully."
Li Min said expressionlessly.
"Auriel is over there. You have been in contact with her and met other archangels.
Frankly speaking, do you think any of the archangels, including Malthael, are truly selfless?
In my eyes, they are like instruments of destiny making decisions.
I even wonder why my father, while being very taboo about fate, became the Angel of Destiny."
The first-generation ancestors shook their heads.
"If the will is Tyrael himself, then where did Inarius come from when he was born?
Unless the one who was first born was not Inarius, but Tyrael."
Li Min's eyes were a little cold, she seemed to think that the first generation ancestor was talking nonsense.
"why not?
Where does memory exist before the will is born?"
The anger in the first generation ancestors became more and more intense.
He represents antiquity itself to the other nephalem!
But compared to higher levels of heaven and burning hell, he is extremely immature!
He can regard all Nephalem except himself as children, but in the eyes of the Burning Hell and the High Heaven, he may not be much better than a child.
Maybe even the expression "child" can be regarded as respecting his existence.
"Will precedes memory, and Tyrael is will, so he must have made a choice before other archangels."
The first generation ancestor said slowly.
"You mean Tyrael is actually the will of the God of Creation itself?"