1038 The Gap Before the Next Move

Just when Nazbo was thinking about the problems arising from a soul, the situation on the devil's side also changed.

It was a matter of course that the demon Bulcaisel was looking for when he parted ways with Imprius was Lilith.

After all, Baal is now controlled by Li Min. There is no need for Bulcasso to worry about whether Li Min will not keep an eye on Baal and let the demon of destruction cause any accidents under her nose.

But the task of finding Lilith is not an easy task. The only thing that can be determined now is that the time when Leiko and Lilith met was not in the present, but in the past a long time ago.

This made Bulcasso very embarrassed, not because he, Wu Yifan, had traveled through time at this time, but because he was not sure whether doing this would cause any trouble.

When facing an area that you are unfamiliar with, of course you cannot lack the courage to explore, but you must also not act rashly.

Bulcaisel needed a little help, and he happened to know someone who could help him in the time realm.

It's just that Bulcasso doesn't know when he will see that blue police box. That guy always appears when he is needed.

But this statement is too general, and the way time flows in different worlds is also very different.

"The Romance of Fairy Wood"

So it's not a good idea to wait to solve the problem. Fortunately, Bulkesso can take the initiative to go to the world over there.

The previous infinite cage was there, and after gaining the power represented by infinity, Bulcaisso could return there.

The three ancestors and the Supreme Mage stayed there to help the Time Lord deal with things on the other side. Now that the three ancestors and the others have returned safely, the situation there should have stabilized.

Bulkiso returned to the holy mountain of Harrogas immediately. Bulkiso would not leave until those legendary barbarians who went to the Burning Hell to have fun came back.

There must be some reserve power that can be mobilized so that Bulkesso can do his thing with peace of mind.

Moreover, Death is still in the Elder's Temple at this time, and this is not an existence that can be ignored.

Even if both parties have the same goal during this period, God with humanity is not God!

That's just some kind of existence with great power!

No one can guarantee the thought of death. Even if she is not the kind of being known for her fighting power, her control over life is enough to pose a huge threat to other beings.

Massayir can end life with a single thought, and there is no reason why death cannot do the same.

"I thought you would come back after you have dealt with everything." Warusk said while looking at Bulcaisuo, who had a gloomy expression.

"I have a lot of things to deal with, and I don't trust others to do these things." Burqaso glanced at Warusk very casually, and then walked directly to his own throne and sat down.

Warusk just smiled. He knew that he could not change Bulcaisuo's mind, just like Bulcaisuo could not change his will.

At this time, no one needs to convince the other. The best answer is to exercise restraint on each other's ideas.

"Dongdong~"

There was a slight knocking sound on the ground.

"I almost forgot that the first generation ancestors were here." Bulcaisuo said.

The next moment, he slightly relaxed his suppression of the first generation ancestor.

Bulcaisu had only forgotten the information Li Min had conveyed to him before. As for whether Lilith had done anything to deal with the barbarians, the answer to this question still needed to be obtained from the first generation ancestors.

"It seems like you don't like me very much." The first generation ancestor used very weak energy to construct a somewhat illusory body and stood in front of Bulcasso.

Bulcaisuo only gave him such a small amount of authority, and he couldn't do anything else he wanted to do.

"I originally had questions to ask you, and I was even prepared to pay the price of sleeping forever if you didn't answer."

Bulcaisel looked at the theoretical common ancestor of all barbarians in front of him and said.

His expression was a little complicated.

"Immortal King, hesitation is not the expression that should appear on your face. I probably know what you want to ask. The thing that makes you hesitate like this is probably the part about the origin of barbarians, right?"

The first generation ancestors behaved exceptionally calmly, as if they had expected this.

Although the first generation ancestor is not the kind of legend known for his wisdom, he has never been a fool. Even among the first few Nephalem, he was considered wise!

"I don't want to hear any answer from you to this question right now, whether it's rejection or a long speech. I just want to sit quietly for a while."

Bulcasso raised his eyelids tiredly, and then relaxed directly.

Humans are bound to feel tired, even barbarians who appear as "perpetually moving killing machines" on the battlefield will be tired.

No matter how long the stamina bar is, it is not infinite.

What's more, Bulkesso was mentally tired at this time.

"You probably feel the pressure of being the Immortal King. Otherwise, why do you think I like to wear that helmet that completely covers my face all the time?" Warusk said with some glee.

Back then, he was fully armed most of the time, just so that the fatigue on his face would not be seen by other barbarians.

Just like the skinny battle master Karju who was already hungry and never took off his armor before dying in battle.

He just simply wanted to hide some facts that happened to him.

It seems that the barbarians can't think of any better way than this, so most of them use the same method invariably.

"First generation ancestor, let death continue to sleep. She needs to sleep to regain some strength. We may still need her help when facing Malsayil and Tyrell."

Bulkesso said.

Death chose to sleep not long after he came to hide in the Temple of the Elders. This was not what the first ancestors and Warusk asked for.

But in the matter of death's sleep, the two of them still provided some help.

For example, using the strong power of the Holy Mountain of Harrogath to cover up, perhaps Tyrell, who has obtained most of the power over death at this time, is feeling that his control over death has increased.

This is what Warusk wants to see.

Is it to rely on authority to become strong? Or use your authority to become the strong one?

This may sound like there is no difference, but in fact the difference is quite large.

Most of the powerful people in the original world were the latter, and perhaps only the Four Demon Kings and Yin Seril, the Archangel of Balance, were representatives of the former.

"I will have something to explain to Death when you come back later. It seems that I have overthought it." The first generation ancestor smiled.

Immediately afterwards, he took back the power originally used to awaken death. Of course, these were all done with Warusk knowing the details.

Without Warusk's consent, the first generation ancestors would not be able to use any of the power on the holy mountain.

"I have a lot of things I want to explain, but not now. I just want to sit quietly for a while," Bulqueso said.

Now he no longer even thinks about forming a drinking party with others for fun.

He was tired rather than bored.

"By the way, although your forging was interrupted, with your ability you won't be left without any blanks, right?" the first generation ancestor asked casually.

But the moment this question came out of his mouth, he was stared at with serious eyes by Warusk!

Whether the first generation ancestor is one of our own is still a mystery, although this guy should belong to the Nephalem side no matter how he looks at it.

"Worusk, don't be nervous. Regardless of whether my preparations are completed or not, they can't threaten me at this time." Burqaso said lazily.

"I don't think so. No matter how well-planned you are, you can't guarantee the outcome. Just like when I tried to challenge death, I was almost able to make both the Archangel and the Demon King of Hell treat the Nephalem with caution. "Worusk said with some disdain.

If he really took death into his own hands while alive, then the High Heaven and the Burning Hell would indeed have to be more scrupulous about the Nephalem.

"But I'm not you, I've never been defeated." Bulcasso said rudely.

His tone was already laced with boredom.

"Yes, Bulcaisel, who has never been defeated, are you going to let me remind you that defeat and defeat do not mean the same thing?" Warusk had a sarcastic look on his face.

"When the results of something are not what you expected, then it is a failure. Just like when Masayil came to the Holy Mountain of Harrogas, when you failed to save tens of thousands of compatriots, You've already failed. You just weren't defeated in a fight."

Warusk rarely said a few more words.

He is not afraid of Bulkesso being angry, and besides, Bulkesso is not that easy to get angry.

These are all facts, and Bulcaisel does not get angry when dealing with facts.

"The name Bulkesso means barbarian."

Bulcaisel said feebly.

"I particularly agree with this." The first generation ancestor said in support.

"Perhaps this matter has nothing to do with you?" As Warusk spoke, he directly used his big feet wearing iron boots to crush the illusory figure of the first ancestor.

Most barbarians are violent...although it seems that it doesn't matter if I talk about it directly.

"He's making his position clear, but he's not saying it directly."

Bulcaisuo glanced at the energy fragments that had not completely disappeared and said.

"I know, but this guy has his own ideas. Although the goals are generally the same as ours, there are always some differences."

Warusk curled his lips.

Three people in two circles. Is this common among humans?

"It seems that I haven't had much rest since I started forging. Things always come one after another." Bulcaisuo sighed.

Warusk, on the other hand, took out an earthen jar directly from his backpack and threw it to Bulkesso.

"This is juice given to me by my friend Dru Yin, but I'm not sure if it's still drinkable after so many years, or has it fermented naturally?" Warusk smiled.

Then he took out a new earthen jar for himself, opened the mud seal, and poured it directly into his mouth without even smelling it.

Anyway, even if this thing goes bad, it can only be regarded as the weakest poison.

This can't even make a guy like Volusk have diarrhea.

"You should be prepared recently. I may be away for a few days in the future. The place where Lilith is is a little hard to find. I have to add a guarantee for time."

Bulkeso said.

After receiving the gift of time, Bulkeso and the son of time in Doctor Who have similar powers.

Everything they see is the destined past and cannot be changed!

In other words, when the power of time acts on them, no matter what time period they are in, they will proceed according to their location and the order of everything that happened.

In other words, whether they go to the past or the future, it is just their "present"!

Whether this is a kind of preferential treatment is indeed a preferential treatment.

But at least it will not make everything they have experienced become a joke that can be manipulated at will.

From this point of view, this should be a good thing.

"Don't talk to me about time. I can't understand it and I don't plan to explore it."

Vorusk said and took another gulp of juice that had expired for an unknown period of time.

The taste doesn't seem to be very important to him at this time.

"Hmm? A trace of the Soul Eater is knocking on the door of the Holy Mountain? What happened to Nazeebo that prevented him from coming in person?"

Vorusk said with some surprise.

Ever since the power of the Holy Mountain was assigned to him, he has been aware of all the big and small things on the Holy Mountain.

Although he can't know what others are saying, he is still very clear about who is where and who is the visiting outsider.

"Nazeebo won't do meaningless things. Using the Soul Eater to send messages is his unique method. Even Masayin can't imitate this trick."

Bul-Katho stretched his body a little, making his body more comfortable on the throne.

"I'll go and see?"

Vorusk said.

When Nazeebo left the Holy Mountain of Harrogath, Bul-Katho didn't come back.

If Nazeebo was going to find Bul-Katho, he wouldn't use the somewhat weak method of Soul Eater.

Only when the matter is not urgent, and it doesn't matter if there is an accident and it delays time, Nazeebo will use Soul Eater to send information.

If there is something really important, even if he can't use the spells of voice transmission and communication, Nazebo should let the zombie dog find Bul-Kathos.

Although the body of the zombie dog is different from the original dog, Nazebo has made special modifications in the aspect of finding people.

And Nazebo has more secure means, such as the skills of the ghost army to transmit information, which is safer than the soul.

"Go, when I came back, even Kolik and the others were not alarmed."

Bul-Kathos said.

He just wanted to wait here for a while, which was also a way to let himself rest a little.

As long as there was no sudden situation now, he didn't plan to do anything.

It happened that the Holy Mountain of Harrogath needed a strong force to sit, so he came back to stay for a few days.

"I won't let them disturb you for something that is not so important."

Volusk laughed dryly.

But Bul-Kathos ignored him.