587 The True Face of the First Nephalem!
“Winning a protest and starting a war are never the same thing!”
Leiko’s charge has arrived!
The barbarians on the sacred mountain of Harrogas have never actively initiated a war. They have always been passive in welcoming war.
There is only one kind that they have initiated on their own initiative.
That is to fight against all oppression in order to survive!
The dissatisfaction with the mages is because the mages use spells that the barbarians have never seen before to cause harm to them!
The anger towards the devil is because the devil has oppressed their living space countless times!
Be wary of the higher heavens because these angels have plotted against those warriors who can serve as pillars more than once!
They have never initiated any war!
Even though launching a war can help them get more things, the barbarians have always restrained themselves.
If an all-out war breaks out, wouldn't these warriors still have a chance to take back the rich south from the hands of those mages?
It’s just that they hate this form of war.
"ha!"
War cry!
Leiko let out a war cry for the first time in a long time, and her body appeared in front of the first ancestor.
The best option is to shut this guy up!
“Three Ancestors!”
The first ancestors roared like this.
Perhaps he also thought that Talik and the others would obey his orders.
“Who is calling me?
Did you hear that? Kolik?”
Talik waved the Token of Shame like a fly swatter to ward off mosquitoes!
“No, I didn’t hear anyone calling.”
Kelik was squatting on the ground, looking at the ants that had not appeared on the holy mountain for a long time.
Looking at ease in clothes.
Of course they heard the voice of the first ancestors, but why should they listen to this guy's orders?
The gifts given by the first ancestor to the three ancestors have been exhausted in the three years of fighting!
Even Madoc sacrificed himself more than once. The first time he fought with his life, and the second time his existence was wiped out.
“Ah, Sword Master Karn wants to fight!”
Kahn's expression became distorted.
He seems a little eager to try out as the candidate third ancestor to become a full-time official.
“Bah! The Battle Master exists only for the continuation of the Barbarians!
I don’t care at all what the people who blazed the trail think!
What I want is that there are still young people who can walk on this path in the future!”
Calju appeared in front of Kahn holding two shields in his hands.
The relationship between them is actually quite good.
Then these two men directly launched an attack in the direction of the first generation ancestors!
Killing your ancestors is definitely not a good experience, but the barbarians have never initiated any war!
More importantly, barbarians never give up their ideas because of the so-called "truth" told by others!
Even though the ancestors on the Holy Mountain didn’t like or even hate Choriz, he never changed his will!
They are all terribly stubborn!
“It’s really good!
Then let me recognize you as my descendants."
The hands of the first generation ancestors scratched out of thin air, but nothing came out.
“Ah, I forgot.
My twin swords were taken away by that young man, and now it seems that the twin swords like that young man more?"
A strange smile appeared on the face of the first generation ancestor.
The next moment, his chest was pierced by Leiko's broken confrontation!
“Bulkessor protects me!”
Cassius finally sets off!
He shouted the name of "Bulkessor" loudly, while his fist was waved at the only existence that the name "Bulkessor" originally referred to!
“Yes! I will protect you!
Just like what that young man did!
But now you are still a little behind!"
The first generation ancestors laughed!
At this time, the unpleasant arrogance and contempt finally disappeared from his body.
There is a hint of kindness in the eyes!
“We don’t need you!
At least after the explosion of Mount Arreat!
We don’t need you anymore!”
The two swords in Kahn's hands came like a storm!
In a blink of an eye, deep scars were left on the chests of the first generation ancestors!
“But I never said I would sit still and wait for death!”
Still laughing!
【I didn't feel any pleasure in my heart when I killed angels and demons!】
【After I killed those so-called "relatives" such as uncles, aunts and uncles, I didn't feel the slightest sadness! 】
【Because angels and demons will only compress the living space of human beings!】
Faced with the merciless and all-out attacks from their descendants, the first generation ancestors kept recalling their past in their minds!
【Perhaps, when I ended Vasily's pain, I felt sad?】
【Perhaps I felt sad when I watched my little brother embark on a path that pinned his future on other beings?】
【Perhaps, when I killed Ys and saw that there was no hatred on that incredible face, I felt sorrow? 】
【But only I am right!】
【They are all going the wrong way!】
The first generation ancestors finally got excited!
He waved his hands slowly, and then easily grabbed the throats of Korik and Talik!
“Click!”
The crisp sound of fractures!
The only two remaining among the three ancestors have now lost the qualification to continue fighting!
Even if they only stood beside the first generation pioneers!
“Are you on the wrong track too!? Prove it to me!”
The first generation ancestors let out a permeating roar!
It was only then that the ancestors discovered that the ever-expanding authority over life had not ended yet!
Even though Craig had his head cut off, he still did not escape the control of this first ancestor!
“As for you? Leiko, right?
After failing to challenge fate, you chose to appease the anger of death?
You call this a sacrifice!?
this is not!
This approach is called a cowardly compromise!"
The first ancestor roared loudly, and then knocked Leiko down to the ground.
Excessive life poured into Leiko's body and treatment began for her!
This treatment is compulsory and Leiko cannot resist!
He also lost control of his body!
The anger that flickered in the first ancestors finally turned into reality!
Archangel and Demon King of Hell?
They have never been the only incarnations in the world who can control the rules!
They are not the only ones who can get this power!
The Vasily of Life!
Ys, who inherited knowledge after his mother was sealed!
And the angry Bulcaisel!
Also, the little brother who should have mastered death but went astray, Rasma!
This is the true face of the first generation Nephalem!
“The man before you is Bulcaisel!
An angry controller!
The root of all anger!
The executioner who burns up angels and demons with his wrath!”
The first ancestors roared!
The ancestors who participated in this siege felt their anger rising to an unprecedented level!
When were the Nephalem weak?
If they weren't too powerful, how could they become a thorn in the eyes of angels and demons?
It’s a pity that their power was born from fate, and in the end they couldn’t catch the eyes of their father, Inaris!
Fortunately, Rasma successfully made the corpse of this angel father into a set of legends and wore them on herself.
This chapter has been completed!