What can be more painful for a person than to be personally involved in war?
That is probably the option that this person himself is the most direct victim of the war.
Berserker Balnar is such a guy.
A guy who turned from a victim to an avenger, of course, there is nothing wrong with saying that he turned into a perpetrator.
The guy who brought the war has no position to plead his innocence, let alone defend his identity as the perpetrator!
"Woof~"
"Don't worry about me, I just have to do something that I should have done a long time ago.
If more existences need to be harmed before the death of a race, then it is better for this race to disappear as soon as possible."
Banal was still chattering to the husky in his arms.
It looked like he had made some decision, and there was a tragic atmosphere all over his body.
If he hadn't been so crazy when speaking, it might have seemed more painful.
"I initially thought that they, who were also victims, would calmly face their natural demise.
But I was still wrong. Maybe this is the compensation brought about by my madness in the past countless years. Now I am extraordinarily sober!
They clearly know that what they are trying to do is wrong!
Someone has to fight for right and truth, right?
Someone has to sacrifice for the integrity and faith that exists in this world.
Yes, yes! There should be such a person!
And that person seems to have no choice but me, right?"
Banal's muttering to himself caused a rare warm fire to appear on his body. It was not strong, but it was enough to bring brightness in the darkness.
That's a radiance of rage that doesn't match the berserker at all!
This kind of anger is restrained, and the fire is a flame without any aggression.
It seems that no matter how close you get to the flame, you won't be burned. The only thing that can be felt is warmth.
The flame was like a basin of warm water, so warm that it made people want to fall asleep.
Only the strong have the right to sacrifice, and Banal thinks so too.
When he was a weakling, a savage youth or even a teenager.
When the "strong men" around him stepped forward one by one to face the devil's claws and the enemy's sharp knives with their chests, Banal ushered in his own path from a weak to a strong man.
A short and extremely short road!
The only survivor of the Tagus tribe!
This tribe is a tribe whose origin is anger!
Most of the skills in the Barbarian Warcry series come from this tribe.
Anger that ignores pain is also born of them!
The Tagus tribe is the founder of turning the power of barbarian rage into simple skills.
But Banar is the last barbarian of the Tagus tribe.
Although the blood of Tagus has long been integrated into the body of every barbarian, Banar is the last barbarian who can proudly claim that he is from the Tagus tribe.
People more powerful than him fell one by one in front of him, until there was no one around him.
Until he was the only one left or left, trembling and looking in front of him.
Seeing that after his brother, who was one year older than him, took his last breath, Banal became the strongest man in the Tagus tribe.
The time he spent becoming the strongest was very short, just three days and nights.
From the weakest warrior, he became the most powerful one.
Among them, Banal did not get any growth.
Maybe a little bit of growth?
For example, are you used to people around you taking their last breath in pain?
For example... I am used to the sad last heavy sigh before death!
"That's right, that's right!
it's time!
The shadow of war will always hang over all those who work hard to live!
Ignorant and dirty fools are always jealous of other people's peaceful lives!
They don’t want to see other people’s lives being better than their own!
So I want to destroy everything I hate at all costs!
But haven't those guys thought about it?
It’s like I’ve become the pathetic ‘strongest’!
How much happiness must he destroy to become the happiest person?
I have become the strongest person in the Tagus tribe, and I am also the weakest person in the Tagus tribe.
Even if he destroys all happiness and becomes the only existence, he will become the most unfortunate person in the world.
Those idiots can't understand such a simple truth no matter what, right?"
Banal's body trembled a little while talking to himself.
He hugged the husky tightly, and the trembling of his body finally made his voice tremble.
The dog in his arms seemed to understand nothing.
"Good dog, good dog.
Did you feel it?
This is the meaning of my existence!
I don’t expect to be the strongest, nor do I expect to be the happiest.
I just hope I don't become the only one.
Good dog, don’t stop me, okay?”
Banal's whispers became more and more like he was trying to convince himself.
The anger in him began to gradually expand.
The falling snow melted into warm rainwater, washing over Baner's sloppy and scarred face.
It seems that everything that comes within the range of Banal's anger will become gentle.
The water stains on his face made his face, which was definitely not handsome, look like it was covered with tears!
Fortunately, Banal did not sob quietly!
Barnard wanted to stand up, wanting to stand up with the smart dog in his arms.
But the husky moved uneasily, trying to break away from Banal's strong embrace.
"Good dog, don't try to stop me.
I'm not sure whether it's going to end yet.
Don't worry, don't move.
Wait here obediently.
I’m just leaving for a short while, just treat it as a normal day and I’ll prepare food for you, okay?”
Banal put his face on the husky's back and wiped it.
This will make him look more energetic.
The last barbarian from the Tagus tribe must be more alert when facing everything.
This was what his mother and brother had asked him to do.
They said that Banal could treat everything gently and not participate in the battle.
You can even stop hunting and hurt your animal friends.
But he has to be more energetic. As a member of the Tagus tribe, Banar has to be like a warrior.
At least look like a brave warrior!
Even though he was unwilling to be a brave warrior at that time.
Warrior? Not as good as the good dog in his arms.
A hapless guy who always lives for others every day, maybe he has long been bored, right?
Live for yourself? No need to be so selfish.
Fighting for tomorrow? It doesn’t have to be so brutal.
He just needs to give a little more.
This was his choice, and it was also the scene he was looking forward to.
"Woof~"
The dog was shouting uneasily, which was a bit funny.
Banal finally let go of the dog in his arms and slowly stood up.
His movements were very stiff and even a little shaky.
When he started walking towards the Elder's Temple, he even staggered a little!
“Old dogs also have a few teeth!
Bulkesso, you bastard!"
The warm anger that enveloped Banal disappeared from sight in an instant!
Banal's eyes became bloodshot in just one breath!
The eyeballs bulged! The muscles began to tremble like waves!
Then there was a fierce bone explosion!
The figure who was not considered tall and burly among the barbarians began to grow rapidly!
Banal's long dark red hair turned into silvery white!
The two fangs in its mouth stretch toward the sky!
The rage of the berserker!
This is the purest fury of the berserker before the optimization of the Tagus tribe!
At that time, this skill didn’t have its current name!
Before the heroes of the Tagus tribe perfected this skill, it was called Rage!
The theoretically most powerful form of Berserker Balnar!
It's a pity that this time it's not for the continuation of the barbarian race, but for the justice in Banal's heart!
Those who start wars are always wrong!
The guy who took the lead in starting the war would not be able to atone for his sins even if he died ten thousand times!
"Woof~woof!"
The husky barked loudly.
That dog's face, which usually looks very cute and somewhat silly, can actually show sadness.
Banal's goal has always been clear. From the beginning to the end, he has only one idea, and that is to keep the war away!
Banar's target is Bulcaisel who started the war!
He is willing to risk everything for this!
…
Bulcaisuo's expression in the Elder's Temple remained unchanged.
Of course he heard Banal's voice, but he didn't have any idea about Banal's actions.
It is the most normal thing to bear the consequences of one's actions, at least for barbarians.
"You started a war?"
Rorschach also asked very calmly.
These guys on the Holy Mountain are all very stubborn.
On the sacred mountain of Harrogas, never compromising is no longer Rorschach's patent.
Every guy here is like that.
Even before Rorschach they lost one life for "Never Compromise".
The gesture of the ancestral spirit is nothing more than a second chance, but it is not a second life.
You only live once, but regrets can last until the end of time.
"I don't regret it, but I won't kill myself for it."
Bulcasso pinched his arm, then picked up the medicine bottle and poured it into his mouth.
This is bitter wine, it doesn't taste very good, but it's definitely strong.
There is no better drink to refresh your mind than this.
"Will Balnar disappear?"
Rorschach looked at Bulkeso in front of him and felt that the person in front of him was a bit strange.
Rorschach has seen the kindness of Bulcasso and the justice of this immortal king.
He also followed Bulcaisuo through the battlefield.
But he never thought that Bulcasso in front of him would admit his "mistake" at this time.
That doesn't seem right.
It should be that Burcasso knew that war was the worst option, but he still chose this path.
Just to get what you need in the best possible way.
The power of time cannot be forgotten or ignored by any peak powerhouse who has seen the road ahead.
Just like those Nephalem who once ventured around Sanctuary and barely managed to put together a suit.
After discovering that with only a small electricity bill, I can use the power of time to make myself stronger.
As long as the power of time is used a little bit, the gains it can bring are beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
And Bul-Katho needed this power to seize an opportunity for himself and the Nephalem.
Great?
Maybe a little.
But among the reputations he will be transported to later, he will definitely have the title of brutal plunderer.
Bulcaisel even had a thousand reasons and excuses to whitewash this war, such as the world was in chaos and needed help from barbarians.
Could it even be to calm down the time-related war that has been going on for who knows how many years?
But none of this can change Bulcasso's original purpose, which was just for that time.
This is no longer the previous deal with Doctor Who.
Bulcaisel saw an opportunity, a chance to redeem his comrades.
Doctor Who can use 4.5 billion years, countless coincidences, and countless superimposed "punches" to break the nearly indestructible crystal wall.
Bulcaisel didn't know what 4.5 billion years looked like to him.
I don’t know what I will become after countless “same” experiences.
There is no guarantee that I can always maintain my original intention.
But there are still many things he can do, such as saving his comrades when his will is still as strong as iron.
That won't take long.
At this moment, Banal opened the door of the Elder's Temple.
The Temple of the Elders on the Holy Mountain of Harrogath is no different from the one on the Holy Mountain of Arreat.
Other barbarians are never forbidden here.
As long as they are willing to come to this meaningless place.
The lighting here is not good, and there is only an unsightly chair in the middle of the room.
Even speaking of it, this chair is a bit shabby.
"I accept your challenge, but I won't allow you to risk your own existence.
Banar, if you lose, then stay on the holy mountain.
I won’t let you do anything you don’t want to do, but I also ask you to keep silent about some things you don’t like.”
Burcasso said a little coldly, holding a glass of wine in his hand at some point.
This is a wine that can even make the spirits of ancestors drunk. It contains the soul and blood of Bulcaisel.
"..."
Banal hesitated to speak!
He was keeping silent, keeping silent about some things that he couldn't understand according to Bulqueso's request.
The thing that Banal dislikes the most now is Bulcasso!
A guy who starts a war for his own will.
This is a conflict of ideas!
It has nothing to do with identity and status!
This has nothing to do with whether Bulcaisel is the Immortal King or not. It has nothing to do with identity.
That’s Banal, that’s Banal!
A berserker who will not harm his own people even if he loses his mind violently!
Banal picked up the obviously damaged war blade in his hand.
That weapon is more like a saw than a machete.
"ha!"
Banal let out a war cry.
Inside the Temple of the Elders, the war cry became particularly harsh!
The specialty of the Tagus tribe is that everything containing anger can be used as a weapon to kill enemies and opponents.
When fighting, Banal always likes to shout in the opponent's ear. When facing "people", this rough tactics is always very effective.
"clang!"
Bulcaisel casually drew out a heavy weapon and easily blocked Banal's attack.
The collision of weapons did not cause the bodies of the two barbarians to sway in any way.
Obviously this is not the best effort of the two.
"If you dare to talk to me, I swear I will knock off your fangs."
Bulcaisel spoke very calmly to Banal who was facing him.
Even in the form of the Fury of the Berserker, Barnal's body was not so tall that Bulcaisel could not confront him head-on.
It’s just that the gaping bloody mouth is already in front of Bulcasso!
What thoughts can a madman have during a battle?
The most you can do is risk everything to attack your opponent.
The fighting method of biting with teeth is actually quite powerful for humans.
Wounds bitten by what creature are most likely to become infected?
The answer is neither a dog nor a bear.
But humans.
Human bites are the most likely source of infection.
"You are not only the executioner of demons, but also of humans."
Banal spoke a complete sentence with some difficulty.
In this posture, his sanity still remains, which is what he gained from the last battle.
Perhaps Banal can learn more while fighting against his own kind.
Only a small part of his fighting style is systematically inherited, and it is something that everyone in the Tagus tribe's barbarians knows.
As for other fighting techniques and methods, they were all figured out by Banal himself.
The berserker fights only by instinct, although this instinct makes him a strong man.
But now he is obviously not strong enough!
"boom!"
One punch!
A very heavy punch fell on Banal's face!
This time the heavy punch attack had a bit of a Volusk flavor.
It's just that Bulcaisel rarely wears complete equipment.
Especially for his hands, he rarely wears slightly heavy gloves.
Even though this weight has basically no effect on Bulkesso, he still doesn't like doing it.
If there were a glove like the Iron Fist of the Immortal King, this punch would be strong enough to break Banal's fangs.
"I recognize justice, but justice requires a stance.
So Banal! You bastard, do you still remember the tribe you were born into?
You bastard, do you still remember that as long as the war does not end, everything around it will be dragged into it?
Or are you, Banal, so naive that you think you can change my mind?"
Bulqueso said helplessly.
Looking at Banal getting up from the ground without any pause, Bulcasso felt a little strange in his heart.
It was as if Banal had lost his mind.
This is not quite right.
"Bulkess, do you still think what you did is necessary?"
Rorschach dragged the Judgment Hammer and looked at the two people who seemed to be in a stalemate and asked.
This seems a bit stupid?
“Everything I do is done because it’s necessary.
I don’t need to explain it to you! Rorschach.”
There seemed to be some fatigue in Bulcaisel's voice?