$1086 A Fair Vote that Is Not Fair

After saying goodbye to Volusk, Gruchak set out on the road to Khanduras.

He did not choose to use the portal, a faster way to go to Khanduras, because he could not do it at this time.

You should never choose a risky method when carrying valuables, and portals are actually a somewhat risky method of movement.

Even though the power of space has been used by the Nephalem, there is still danger in it.

Even Bulcaisel will not use the portal during the battle. Although it may not have any impact on him, he still will not choose such a risky way to act.

And Gruchak is even more so!

When Gruchak arrived in Khanduras, he met Kahn head-on.

"So what are you doing here?"

Gruchak had a headache.

He still remembered Volusk telling him not to meet other ancestor spirits, although Volusk did not specifically warn him at the time.

"I came out to relax. You went to the Temple of the Elders for treatment before, right? Did you recover from your injuries so quickly?"

Kahn was a little surprised.

He learned about Gruchak's situation from the mouths of Anda Kurgas and the others.

Of course, that also includes the part where Gruchak is the God of the Earth.

"It's just a little injured. Why do you all seem to think that I will die from that kind of injury?"

Gruchak relaxed a little. Apparently Kahn didn't care about the secrets in the Elder's Temple, but was more interested in his request.

"If I was injured, then of course I don't need to worry about that. But you are different. Even if Volusk personally took you away, your injury is of course more serious than what we know.

After all, you had a fierce battle with Baal, and the battlefield was still a hellish place like the Burning Hell. "

Kahn looked at Gruchak up and down for a while, as if he was looking at some monster with pride.

"I don't like the look in your eyes. Although I'm not as violent as Hairab, I will still punch you in the face."

Gruchak felt very uncomfortable. He had used this look to look at other beings before.

For example, he once looked at a dying demon like this.

"Of course, of course. Although the three ancestors have a special status, they are still far behind you, the God of the Earth."

Kahn shook his head, then moved out of the way enough for Gruchak to pass.

"If I'm not wrong, the current Burning Hell probably doesn't have the power to attack you, so why are you so cautious?"

Kahn asked garrulously.

"For the sake of those archangels who don't know what their attitude is, if I have bad luck, I might have another fight with Massa Yin'er here."

Gruchak glared at Kahn, and then squeezed past without ceremony.

The position that Kahn stepped out of was wide enough, but Gruchak did so anyway.

This is a bit childish, but it also shows that he doesn't take this matter too seriously.

A joke that is too much for strangers is just right for two barbarians who are familiar with each other.

"Awesome, I also want to try what it's like to fight an archangel."

Kahn said shaking his head from behind.

It's just that his eyes were a little cold when he spoke. Among the archangels, the one most hostile to the barbarians was Malsayil, followed by Tyrell.

Kahn really wanted to learn the skills of these two archangels.

"Are you... also one of those ninety-tenths?"

Gruchak suddenly turned around and asked.

"What did you say?"

Kahn was a little confused.

"It's nothing, I just suddenly thought of this problem."

Gruchak turned around and left.

Kahn watched Gruchak walk away until he was in a position where his voice could never be heard.

"So how much did that guy Warusk tell him?"

Kahn said to himself.

Obviously, he is also one of those ninety percent!

The fighting style of the Ninety Barbarians is actually very obvious. They are all barbarians who are good at telling and cutting.

Among the legendary barbarians on the Holy Mountain, there are actually not a few who are good at this fighting method.

Among the three ancestors, Korik and the deceased Madoc are both good players.

But the three ancestors cannot be one of the ninety barbarians. Although the years of their birth are long enough, they are not old enough.

"Orak, your passing has turned me into eighty-nine. This is a very regrettable thing."

Kahn whispered.

The arrow standing in the front among them is always Orac, and Kahn and Anda Kurgas are the ones who follow Orac most closely!

As for the other Ninety Barbarians, they are unknown.

Ninety Barbarians is their name, and they don’t need their own names.

Even among the Ninety Barbarians, whether it is Orak or Kahn, they do not need to remember their names, as long as they continue to charge, it is enough.

"But fortunately, your successor is getting stronger little by little, and she is becoming a little too much like you, although this is not necessarily a good thing."

Kahn turned to look at the battlefield of young warriors and said softly.

Jessica is becoming more and more like Orlak, and Kahn is a little worried that this young warrior will lose himself in the process.

Of course, a person will not live only for himself, but it is not right to live only for others.

The barbarians are still very open-minded about this. As long as they fight with demons, the desires in their hearts are irrelevant.

Fighting demons is to fight for the survival space for humans.

Not doing bad things is their most simple requirement, and everyone does well in this regard.

…

Gruchak has walked to the door of Leah's tavern.

He raised his hand for a long time without knocking, because he felt the breath of Leoric in the room.

"Come in, barbarian."

Leoric invited naturally.

"I'm thinking about whether to give you more time to get along with me. After all, my business doesn't seem to be in a hurry."

Gruchak said after pushing the door open.

"Our time will not be in a hurry, Gruchak, I remember your name."

Leoric greeted Gruchak.

However, he didn't know the identity of Gruchak, the god of the earth. However, when Lacanos was wreaking havoc, Leoric had already seen Gruchak's ability.

That was not an object he could despise, so he still needed the most basic respect for the strong.

"Well, I came to bring Leah the stone of the Burning Hell, although our strength should be enough to protect Leah from being affected.

After all, the blood of the stag is flowing in her body now."

Gruchak glanced at Leah.

Leah's body was constructed by Bul-Katho with his own flesh and blood. If Gruchak was present, the blood power of the barbarian could resonate to a certain extent.

As long as the influence could not break through Gruchak's defense, it would not affect Leah's state.

But Gruchak was not so optimistic!

He also remembered that Leah's soul had the gift of Diablo. If both existences had an impact, he couldn't say whether he could protect Leah's soul.

"I know what you are worried about, so I will let Aidan come over."

Leoric said naturally.

Even if Aidan was an angel at this time, he could not forget that he was once the prince of Khanduras.

Leah was also his daughter, so he had no reason to stand by and watch.

"Well, angel Aidan, I am somewhat curious about his current posture."

Gruchak nodded.

Not long after, Aidan appeared in the tavern.

"So when do we start?"

Aidan asked seriously.

This matter was something he had to take seriously.

He had lost everything once, and now he would never be willing to let himself lose anything again because of his negligence.

"Wait a moment, wait until I finish this barrel of wine."

Gruchak pinched the edge of the barrel with one hand and poured it into his mouth.

The barrel looked a bit like a large cup in the hand of the burly Gruchak.

"I think many people should have said this to you. You really look like a big bear standing up."

Leoric joked on the side.

"I'm just a little bit bigger, and there's nothing wrong with being bigger.

It's like if you punch Aidan, he has to jump up to slap you back."

Gruchak put the barrel on the table and made a sound of winter.

When facing Leoric, Gruchak didn't need to be polite.

If Leoric's difficult immortality is ignored, the fighting power of the three ancestors can basically match him.

But Gruchak is stronger than the three ancestors, so there is no need to worry about anything.

If you have to say, among the barbarians, apart from Bul-Kathos, perhaps Volusk and Gruchak can order Leoric.

Vorusk's hidden means are definitely related to death. Even Gruchak suspects that Leoric has become this kind of monster that is neither alive nor dead, largely because Leoric took advantage of the loophole after Volusk made the rules of death incomplete.

As for Gruchak, as the god of the earth, he can mobilize the power of the earth to a large extent to maintain his state.

Leoric doesn't seem to have the power to leave irreparable injuries on Gluchak, of course, this is just Gluchak's own idea.

As for what the result will be if they really fight, no one knows before it happens.

But it must be a crazy battle. Leoric is a madman, while Gluchak is still normal.

Who will compete with a madman in willpower? The result is of course another madman.

So this kind of thing probably won't happen.

"I hope to use the power of the High Heaven to protect Leah."

Aidan said.

He still looked serious.

His suggestion is not impossible. After all, the defense built by the power of the High Heaven is not something that the power of the Burning Hell can penetrate.

The only example of the result of the fusion of the two powers intertwined without struggle is the Nephalem.

Doing so can at least ensure that Leah will not be affected silently when facing the power of the Burning Hell.

"Do you mean to find Diesh?"

Leoric's tone was not very polite.

He is Aidan's father, so of course he doesn't need to care too much about his tone.

Even though Aidan is an angel now, he is considered to be a powerful one among angels.

"It is to find more angels. I plan to use the power of a large number of angels to build a protective shield."

Aidan nodded.

This is the best solution he can think of in a short time.

The quality of the angels' protective shield is guaranteed. Although the power of protection is not all of the angels, it also occupies a large part of the angels' power.

This is also an important reason why the high-level heaven has a good reputation.

"It sounds interesting, but you plan to let Leah study the things of the burning hell through the protective shield?"

Gruchak frowned.

He didn't like this plan very much, and even instinctively thought that there might be some problems with this plan.

"Research is never a matter of one day or one night. No matter how rigorous the initial contact is, it seems insufficient."

Aidan didn't mean to give in.

"It's really interesting. I respect a father's decision to protect his daughter."

Gruchak didn't intend to stick to his own ideas.

Aidan was afraid that he didn't have much reason at this time. After all, it was normal for any loving father to show this level of protection after knowing that his daughter had suffered such misfortune.

Aidan's performance was good, at least he didn't completely lose his mind, he just acted a little paranoid.

"Kanduras has professional scientists. My idea is to let those scientists study them in their own way before Leah studies those things."

Leoric said casually.

This idea made Gluchak look at Leoric.

Leah has at least three levels of protection, and the blood of the barbarians is blessed by Bul-Kathos and the Holy Mountain.

In addition, Gluchak is here and can increase the strength of this protection at any time.

Leoric's unique power of protection is definitely not useless.

And Aidan, the old angel father who is worried about his daughter being hurt, even plans to use the power of the angel army.

And those scientists?

Even if Gluchak wants to provide protection, the effect will not be very good.

Looking at Leoric's appearance, he is completely planning to use those scientists as cannon fodder to test the influence of the materials of the Burning Hell.

As for Aidan, as an angel, he will of course provide protection for scientists, but he will never abuse public power for personal gain like he did for Leah.

Although Aidan can do a lot with his own power, it is definitely not foolproof.

Leoric looked at Grushak with his hollow eyes, obviously he didn't want Grushak to reveal his thoughts.

As for whether Aidan can see through it, maybe he can.

After all, the Dark Wanderer is a lone hero. If he doesn't even know this calculation, he won't have such a great reputation.

But he doesn't seem to oppose this matter. At most, he will cheer up and give the scientists the best protection they can.

However, not every place that the Dark Wanderer wants to protect is safe and sound...

"Who are you going to let do this?"

Grushak asked.

"Lex Luther, he is the best scientist I know."

Leoric said.

And Grushak thought about it and tried to piece together the image of Lex Luther from the information he knew.

"That scientist who is not a good person? A human supremacist who is similar to Zuo Dunkule? I have no objection to that. He is indeed a very good scientist."

Gruchak approved Leoric's idea and gave Leoric an assist.

The description of "very good scientist" was actually to convince Aidan.

Aidan sighed when he saw that the two people quickly reached an agreement.

"The voting result was two in favor and one abstention."

Aidan said, and the one who abstained was of course him.

"There is one against."

Liyashu finally spoke.

She knew how dangerous the power of the Burning Hell was, so she naturally didn't think that Lex Luther could be completely unaffected.

"Okay, two in favor and two against."

Aidan changed his words.

When Leah participated in the vote, the number was two to two.

If there was a chance to make Leoric give up this idea, Aidan would not choose to abstain.

"Then let's solve the differences according to our barbarian customs?"

Gruchak asked.

"What customs?"

Aidan's face looked a little strange, and he seemed to have guessed something.

"A fight or an arm wrestling match, which one do you choose? Of course, a drinking contest is also OK."

Gruchak said carelessly.

Aidan seemed a little confused.

A fight doesn't matter, but he would never choose the latter two options.

Gruchak had already finished two barrels of wine while he was talking. Looking at his face and breathlessness, it seems that he can drink forever.

As for arm wrestling, even if Aidan didn't know that Gruchak was the God of the Earth, he had heard of Gruchak's legendary skill, Power Faith.

He would not choose this way to solve the problem.

"Although Bul-Kathos has bought us endless time to develop, it can't be wasted." Leoric said as if to squeeze: "Or let's have a drinking contest, count me in."

"No matter how much you drink, it will leak out of your chin."

Liya sighed. Leoric and Gruchak had already expressed their attitude of not giving up.

"I'd better give up."

Liya said.