667 An indistinguishable story from the mouth of the first ancestor!
"Really? I don't believe it!"
Sanya’s answer caused the first generation ancestor’s blood pressure to spike in an instant.
Although he didn't think there was anything wrong with these words, he was inexplicably angry.
Isn’t this just a matter of arrogance?
“So you plan to stick to your own field that has been added to by so many people?
Then wait for the news?
At that time, either the good news of Bulcasso's victory will come, or the enemy will take away Bulcaisu's life.
Even so, do you want to give up the opportunity to witness the last moment?"
The first generation ancestor said while suppressing the anger in his heart.
Although he also had a bad temper, at least he spent countless years as a bystander.
This level of emotional control is still possible.
Had it been placed in the period when he was less than a hundred years old, Sonya would have been beaten to death long ago.
Even if his brothers and sisters try to dissuade him!
“Of course I know this area is stuffed.
But what does this have to do with you?
I don’t like Imprius! I don’t like Auriel either!
If I want to say who I have a good impression of among the archangels, it is Tyrael.
But what does any of this have to do with you?
This is my domain!
Their help did not take away my control over the domain, as long as I am here! I am the last line of defense!”
Sanya seemed to have said a lot of irrelevant words, which made the first generation ancestor feel that his body was a little out of control.
“At least, you can let me out!”
The first generation ancestors expressed their thoughts somewhat reluctantly.
But this act of submissiveness earned Sonya endless ridicule!
“Hahaha! An old guy who has been sleeping for who knows how many years actually feels lonely!?
Or is there something you have to do away from here?
Are you complaining to your brother?
Said that he was locked up in the field by a young girl, and because he couldn't beat her, he could only watch?
In the end, I gained that rare freedom by begging for mercy!?”
Sanya's sarcasm was very sharp, even a little distorted.
The current condition of the first generation ancestor is indeed not very good, but it is not so weak that it is powerless to face Sonya.
Sanya is very strong, and she will be the legend after Bulkesso and Leiko.
But she is not yet. Even from where Leiko is, Sonya is still far away.
“Don’t force me!”
The first generation ancestor’s eyes widened, and his beard was trembling constantly.
It can be seen that he is really angry, but he can still suppress it to a certain extent for the time being.
"I am still young!"
Sanya regained her composure and uttered these words coldly.
It was these words that left the first generation ancestors speechless.
Yes!
Sanya is still young!
As a nephalem, Sonya can only be said to be in the middle part of her youth.
At the age of less than thirty, he already has his current strength.
This is already a very astonishing achievement.
The first ancestor was born a powerful Nephalem, but this does not mean that he does not understand that other humans need time to grow.
His favorite brother is this kind of guy.
Learning and training can make you stronger!
And this is the path that most Nephalem must travel.
“But a dead person has no possibility of growth.
If you fight with me, you will die!"
There was a little pity in the voice of the first generation ancestor. Sonya was no match for him, and he did not want to fight Sonya at all.
This feeling of blood connection is a very rare feeling for the first generation ancestors!
This feeling has been separated from him for who knows how many years.
That’s why he didn’t want to take action with Sonya.
This only assumes that Sonya does not become the one he has to kill!
For the sake of ideals, there is no one who cannot be killed in the eyes of these first-generation Nephalem!
Even if it’s your own brother!
“Did you do it by your own hands when it came to Vasily’s death?”
Sanya still had a contemptuous smile on her face, but the words she asked hit the first ancestor's heart like a heavy hammer!
“I’m asking you a question, Bulcaisel!
Did you kill your brother Vasily, the ancestor of the druids, with your own hands?"
Sanya's voice gradually became louder, spreading in the field, like the sound of a ringing bell.
…”
“Speak! I thought everyone called Bulcaisel was the same as the guy I knew!
I didn’t expect that the original owner of this name would be a hesitant guy!
What's the difference between you and those mage girls!?"
Sanya mocked directly, but after saying these words, she was obviously stunned for a moment.
Sanya thought of Li Min...
She had witnessed with her own eyes the fight between Bulcasso and Li Min as they were having fun.
That mage was a woman, but Sonya was also impressed by her power.
“Mage...Mage is much more difficult to deal with than you think!”
The first generation ancestor clenched his fists and said this sentence with great difficulty.
Mage!
Even the first generation ancestors don’t want to think of their mage sister...
It was a nightmare experience!
But this is not fear!
On the frontal battlefield, the barbarians and the Crusaders are always the most conspicuous!
Only strong warriors can gain the respect of both sides on the battlefield.
As for the mage, he probably only gets fear...
“Haha~ Yes, mages are really difficult to deal with.”
Sanya said stumblingly.
The atmosphere that had been stirred up before suddenly became awkward.
“Speaking of which, I met the mage named Li Min.
She is not that far removed from my sister.”
The first generation ancestor took the last bite of the spider leg in his hand, with a very embarrassed expression on his face.
“I don’t think Li Min will lose to Malthael.
Her strength is so powerful, I only feel that kind of atmosphere in Bulcasso."
Sanya said this.
Indeed, Bulcaisel never lost to Malthael, it was just that the battle did not continue.
“Mathael, who has died, may not be able to crush Li Min, but you have forgotten my brother and our mother.
When Vasily died, I knew my mother’s true plan.
I still can't believe the feeling I had at that time.
By the way, if I can tell you this news, can you let me leave your territory?"
The first generation ancestor suddenly remembered something and became a little excited.
It can be seen that he thinks this news is definitely enough to buy his freedom.
“I can’t guarantee it, I said it, I am the last line of defense.
As long as I exist, guys like you and Malthael need to be restricted by me within a certain range!
I can’t let you go free!”
Sanya rolled her eyes as she said this, and casually inserted the mountain-splitting ax into the ground.
This legendary hand ax is very powerful, but the feeling of holding it is not very good.
Who would like to hold an ice pimple every day that can make the body freeze?
This kind of cold can only be relieved by being doused with the blood of the devil.
So General Qualkek never carried this weapon all the time when he was still alive.
Mainly, there are basically no demons seen on the Holy Mountain.
In the Holy Mountain of Arreat, outside the city of Harrogath, an innocent, uh, maybe damned fallen demon is hunting humans.
Then the traces were discovered by the warriors on the wall of Harrogas City, even if it was only as far away as a black dot.
As soon as he smelled the devil's unique scent, the guard sent a signal...
Then a large group of barbarians in training roared and rushed away from the gatekeeper, and then charged at the unlucky fallen demon with tongues wagging...
This is not a fantasy situation.
But the real situation after the demon appeared near Harrogath City...
“Our mother Lilith is knowledge, you must be aware of this.
But what I want to say is not this, but something else!
When we get along with our mothers, what we feel most is never the magnificence of knowledge.
But, fear!”
The first generation ancestors hesitated a little when they said this.
This feeling is not unique to him, it was his sister who was a mage who first raised this point.
After that, there is Vasily who is the most sensitive to life!
“Fear?”
Sanya hesitated.
She did not know from Bulcasso that the Diavolo they saw was Mephisto.
Otherwise, she should be able to connect it all by this time.
Lilith is the child "given birth" to Mephisto!
represents the existence of knowledge!
Since the birth of Lilith, Mephisto has become like an idiot!
And Lilith possesses knowledge but also has fear?
The truth is that Lilith is the real Diavolo!
From that day on, Mephisto took Diavolo’s place!
The Nephalem's father is Inarius, the angel of fate, and his mother?
Probably the Diavolo who transformed into knowledge! The Demon God of Fear!
“Vasili once pointed at his mother’s nose and cursed, but at the time we didn’t realize what he said.
Because we are all too familiar with Vasily’s behavior, which is what ordinary people look like after being eroded by Diavolo’s power!
So we all thought that Vasily fell into madness because of his encounter with Diavolo.
We need Vasily's strength, because only the power of life can give the Nephalem the treatment they deserve in Sanctuary.
So, we planned a murder!”
The ancestor slowly told part of the truth about the past.
He knew that as long as he never mentioned it again, no one would know about it.
Sanya will firmly guard this area until the final outcome of the battle comes.
“Vasili died, and I cut off his head.
Lasma took away part of the life in Vasily's body, and I control the other part.
Our sister, the most powerful mage, left us because of this incident and went to realize her dream alone.
Perhaps she had already guessed at that time, but she inherited the most knowledge from her mother.
She knows exactly what she needs to do to protect herself and her brothers and sisters.
Perhaps Vasily just didn't listen to his sister's teachings and he believed that we would believe him.
It’s just that it seems now that we did something wrong.”
Sanya was stunned by the words of the first generation ancestor.
This is a “truth” beyond imagination.
It’s just that Sonya still has doubts. She is not an experienced person, so naturally she cannot make appropriate judgments.
Even those who have experienced it may make misguided judgments.
All Sonya can do at this time is to listen quietly!
“You must wonder why we don’t rebel against our mothers.
Why do we have to wait until the moment Uldyssian appears?
Because we cannot do anything to our mother, just like when I faced you!
Our bodies contain the purest mother’s blood.
And our mother’s care and nurturing of us are not false!
We are human beings and have love.”
The first generation ancestor slowly closed his eyes while speaking.
These words were so sincere that Sonya felt that her doubts were almost washed away.
“Do the Lords of Hell and Archangels have genders?”
Sanya nervously asked a less important question, she just wanted to make the atmosphere less tense.
This question is of no value at all to put it bluntly.
“Their gender? That depends on their own ideas.
Didn’t the Diavolo you saw occupy the body of Leia’s child?
Gender has no meaning to them unless they become human like Inprius and Auriel.”
The first generation ancestor said helplessly.
He sincerely did not want to say these weird things.
The chaos he experienced during those years was the only one he had ever experienced in his long life!
“Is Uldyssian the savior of your choice?”
Sanya frowned and continued to ask.
“No, that is the existence guided by the mother.
Although Uldyssian is a pure Nephalem awakened later in life, he is a family member to us and our mother.
Udyssian is our brother and our mother's son.
It’s just that he seems to have become a little different..."
The first generation ancestors seemed a little embarrassed when talking about this matter.
He didn’t know why Uldyssian cared so much about the name “Shirtless and Tie” when he awakened...
He even gave this name to his body as a barbarian when he had to do it again countless years later.
But Uldyssian had transcended the limitations of the Helllords and Archangels.
Perhaps there is no difference from the real Creator God.
But this is Uldyssian, who actually thinks that his approach is a failure?
The First Ancestors could not understand Uldyssian's thoughts.
“So, why did you give him the name ‘Bulkess’?”
Sanya asked slowly, and now the two people were sitting cross-legged outside the temple of the elders formed by this field.
Like a father and daughter.
The first generation ancestor took out another roasted spider leg from Queen Alanya and placed it directly in Sonya's hand.
“Because I’ve been targeted.
Did you know? Since we killed Vasily, the only one left of my brothers and sisters that I could find was Rasma.
If you were me, what would you think?”
The first generation ancestor smiled bitterly, picked up a bottle of wine and poured it into his mouth.
“I would think that someone is hunting the first generation Nephalem, even if they have succeeded more than once!
But if this happened to me, my first thought would be revenge!”
Sanya said decisively.
“Telling you that we have given up revenge?”
The first generation ancestor had a tragic smile on his face!
“You mean ‘you’?”
Sanya hit the nail on the head!
That name immediately rang in my heart!
Lasma!
The youngest brother of the first Nephalem!
The ancestor of the Necromancer!
Those who blur the boundaries between life and death!
It is also the person who kills "destiny"!
“We killed our father! Angel of Fate! Inaris!
And know everything from it!”
Although the first generation ancestors were still smiling, it was because of the friction between their teeth!