968 Volusk's Willfulness and the First Ancestor's Depression
The dispute between Volusk and the first ancestors has not been spread out, this is still something only they know.
Warusk didn't want his plan to be known to Bulcasso. Of course, Bulcasso had doubts, but he did not choose to get to the bottom of it.
This level of tacit understanding is unique between two immortal kings, who respect each other and maintain a suitable distance.
So Volusk also needs to respond with a certain degree of respect, and he will not ask Bulkesso about any of his plans.
As long as Bulkesso didn't tell him something, he would not take the initiative to explore it.
Now he has to preside over the end of the celebration, but before that, he has to wait for Yinceril to hand over some of the power of balance.
This matter itself should involve Bulcaisuo personally coming forward, but Bulcaisuo seems to be a little busy now.
So these things can only be presided over by him.
There is no other way. If an archangel comes to the holy mountain of Harrogas, it should at least be the Immortal King who comes forward.
This is not a question of strength, but a question of face.
Although barbarians generally don't pay much attention to face, just because they don't pay attention to some things doesn't mean they can live without it...
Volusk walked out of the Temple of the Elders full of thoughts, and he was still thinking about how to greet Yin Theril after seeing him.
Is it a direct curse, or is it more direct, like just punching him?
Or are you pretending to be cold and aloof to put your status higher?
Anyway, Yintheriel is not a good guy. Most of the powerful Nephalem can see the shadow of this bastard when they are in trouble.
Warusk felt that there was nothing wrong with his attitude towards Yin Theril.
Anyway, there is nothing Yincerel can do with him as a dead man. If he wants to retaliate against the barbarians as a whole, he will have to face Bulkatho's power.
Doing this seems a bit pretentious, but Warusk always finds it a bit exciting.
After thinking of this, the corners of Warusk's mouth slightly rose, seeming a little happy.
"Worusk, you look unhappy."
Hailabu grinned with his white teeth.
He suddenly intercepted Warusk on the road.
Hellabo clearly saw the corners of Volusk's mouth rising, but he still said so.
He was simply mocking Warusk, as if irritating Warusk was a very interesting thing for Hyrab.
Hailab's temperament lacks awe to some extent, but the guys he doesn't respect are basically those who represent power.
This king and that king, don't expect to get any good looks from Hailab.
This guy's nickname is the Conqueror, and he won't show any respect even when facing the Immortal King.
Of course, he respects Bulcasso, but not for Bulcaisu's title of Immortal King.
Warusk rolled his eyes at Hailab, and then directly avoided this guy.
He doesn't like Hailab very much, even if this guy is considered a very capable guy among these ancestral spirits.
Warusk simply likes serious guys.
After being ridiculed by Hailab, the corners of his mouth that were originally raised were immediately lowered.
Seeing this change, Hailab seems to have become a little more excited?
"It looks like you were deflated somewhere. You found something like devil's cake balls in your food when you were eating, and you felt sick."
Helab's words were a bit disgusting. Warusk originally planned to leave directly, but after hearing these words, he couldn't help but pause on the spot.
The destructive power of these words is really great... Even the very tolerant Warusk can't stand this kind of thing...
"It seems like you feel this deeply."
Warusk said angrily.
He is not the kind of guy who takes things for granted. Even if such a guy exists, he will not exist among barbarians. After being squeezed, he will not respond at all, especially if he is disgusted by the other party.
"Tsk tsk, don't say you didn't get bitten by the devil's minced flesh during the battle. That kind of thing is perfectly normal for barbarians."
Hailab looked indifferent. The way he fought back then was bloody and bloody. It was no longer an adjective, but a very realistic description.
Apparently Hailab has really experienced this kind of thing, and is even somewhat used to it?
But he also knows very well that these words are still very influential to other people. He is not a madman, and his logic is the same as that of normal people.
"I didn't, because no demon could get close to me back then."
Warusk's voice was a little dry, and he looked extremely nervous.
"So you did something bad? It's normal for you to turn a blind eye to me. You have been doing this since you sat on the throne without saying a word until now.
Sometimes I suspect that it's not that you don't want to talk to us, but that you simply don't have the strength to stand up from the throne."
Hailab said happily.
But when Warusk heard what he said, he couldn't help feeling a little nervous.
Because Hirab told the truth...
He was able to move only after the Archangel of Death came to the Holy Mountain of Harrogath with the power of the Great Demon God.
At that time, Bulcaisuo's fatal blow made him regain a lot of strength.
It is precisely for this reason that Volusk became a little more lively after coming to this world.
Before that, Warusk couldn't even stand up.
"Arrogant and rude Volusk, the last immortal king.
I don't know what you plan to do now, but since you have never explored Bulcaisel's plans in the past, I hope you are still like that now.
Believe me, if you don’t do this, I won’t be the only one who wants to kill your ancestors’ spirits.”
Hailab said gloomily.
The cold killing intent in him is no joke.
"You worry too much, idiot!"
Warusk said this on his lips, but he was actually relieved in his heart.
Hailab obviously just misunderstood him and did not guess the secrets about him.
"I hope so, but I will not cooperate with you in hosting this celebration.
The opening of the celebration was hosted by the first generation and current Immortal King. Although you, the second generation Immortal King, are qualified to host the closing session.
But, I don't like you, and other ancestors don't like you very much either.
Don't complain that we guys don't want to get to know you, it was you who rejected all our good intentions in a arrogant way."
Hailab twitched the corners of his mouth, his expression clearly sarcastic.
Obviously, not all savages are generous.
After all, most barbarians have bad tempers, and it is normal to have a few petty ones.
At least Hellab didn't make a bunch of parchment scrolls to hold grudges...
After Helabh finished speaking, he left directly, and Warusk really relaxed now.
This current situation makes him feel really good.
Not many people know about what he has done, so there is no pressure on him.
Not everyone is used to being dazed amidst applause and cheers, at least Volusk is not used to such lively days.
After Hellab was far away, Warusk continued to take steps.
Then he was blocked in place by Olongus.
"Um, Warusk. I want to ask you if you can have a drink with me?
I saw you drinking with Bulkesso and Tariq before. I went to see you when I was alive, do you still remember?"
Olongus' tone was a little nervous, as if he had met an idol.
Warusk felt that this was a bit abnormal...
Because after he was able to move, it wasn't that he didn't show goodwill to these ancestor spirits.
Although the method was a bit subtle, it just didn't show the same boldness as when he was the Immortal King.
But for Warusk, this is probably the kindness he is most accustomed to.
It's a pity that among the ancestral spirits who are still active on the Holy Mountain, there is no one who is truly of the same era as him.
Therefore, the ancestor spirits present had no idea that Warusk, who still seemed a bit arrogant and arrogant, was actually showing kindness...
This kind of thing was only known to the barbarians who had an important position and powerful strength when Volusk was the Immortal King.
But Warusk did not realize that there was a problem with his approach.
"Of course, it doesn't matter if you don't want to.
It’s just that it will be more than half a year after this celebration is over before I have the opportunity to treat you to a drink.”
Olongus waved his hand. At this time, he looked more like a young star-chasing young man.
"If you want to drink, what are you waiting for?"
Warusk's tone was stiff because of his nervousness, and he sounded like he was dissatisfied with it.
But a smile flashed across Olongus's face.
Barbarians are humans too, and it is normal to have someone to worship.
It's just that the first ancestor is too far away, so most barbarians just regard him as their ancestor.
As for worship... How can a barbarian who can't even sort out the other party's deeds worship a mystery?
So of course the object of worship for most barbarians is...Kanai...
Well, this is a bit sad but not that sad story for Warusk.
Because he also worships the elders, the great elder of the barbarians, the most knowledgeable barbarian Kanai...
And Orungus is one of the few people who admires Volusk.
"I'm ready, let's go!"
Olongus led the way excitedly, and only then did Warusk realize that he seemed to have wasted time because of this matter.
But what the heck! The first generation Immortal King and the third generation Immortal King decided to hold a celebration, but he, the second generation Immortal King, decided to extend the celebration for one day. What happened?
The worst he can do is to be pushed to the ground and beaten by Bulkesso! Volusk is not afraid at all!
The worst outcome would be nothing more than humiliation, but he was still looking forward to meeting a barbarian who admired him, so he was mentally prepared to be beaten violently.
"So how on earth did this bastard find death without a physical presence?"
The first generation ancestor muttered to himself helplessly.
He still couldn't figure out this problem. It was not like he had never thought about Warusk's idea back then.
It's just that he really can't find it.
He had made a lot of preparations back then, such as using equipment forged by himself to carry the power of authority and making it easier for him to use it.
The first generation ancestors made a lot of plans of this type, but in the end not many of them came into use.
What he said to Warusk before can also be regarded as questioning himself...
After all, his plan is longer-term than Volusk's.
"Father, I am actually quite happy to see you at the Holy Mountain of Harrogas.
I almost laughed out loud when I saw you sealed in the Holy Mountain."
Orek suddenly appeared in the Temple of the Elders, his expression and tone were clearly mocking the first generation ancestor.
"Shut up, you should know that all my love is placed on your mother, so you can't get anything from me."
The first generation ancestor said angrily.
Of course, he was not as decisive as he said, but he always had only one idea about raising children, which was to let them grow up "independently."
Even in terms of this concept, his approach seems to be a bit too much.
His children really didn't feel much tenderness from this father.
Of course, it is not surprising that the relationship between father and son is bad.
"No, Father. I find happiness in your current situation."
Orek said with a strong mocking tone.
It can be seen from the grinning corners of his mouth that he is serious, and he is extremely serious.
Because he is really happy.
"Of course, I was also very happy when you were pushed to the ground and beaten violently by Bulkeso and Talik.
I was still very happy when you were being ridden by Bulcaisuo and punching you.
It’s just that those happiness are not as happy as the time when you were used as the energy center by the holy mountain of Harrogas, and then were washed away by the power of countless souls.”
The smile on Oleike's face became a little evil.
But is he really happy...or is he taking pleasure in his misfortune?
The first generation ancestor wanted to give his son a kick, but now he has no freedom at all except being able to use the energy in the holy mountain a little.
If he wants to reveal his figure, Volusk will have to help process the energy of the Holy Mountain before he can do so.
But will Warusk do this? The answer is an obvious no...
The higher the status among these barbarians, the less they will have any respect for him.
Who allowed him to watch the Holy Mountain of Arreat being detonated by Tyrael?
At that time, he only had to step forward, not to mention helping Tyrell defeat Baal and Mephisto, but he could always drive them away, right?
At the worst possible time, when the World Stone explodes, protecting the bloodline of the old, weak, sick and disabled barbarians is not always a problem.
However, the choice of the first generation ancestors was simply to do nothing...
He even watched his body placed in the Holy Mountain of Arreat being torn apart by the explosion.
It's really not an easy thing for this kind of guy to get the approval of these ancestor spirits.
"You'd better prepare a secret realm for those boys."
The first generation ancestor said something helplessly, which was already a sign of weakness.
Orek did not continue to taunt him, but looked at him with a meaningful look in his eyes, as if he could see the first ancestors through the mountain of the Holy Mountain, and then turned and left.
"You have received too much, you have to pay some price...forget it."
The voice of the first generation ancestor sounded very faintly, but only the last sigh could be heard clearly.