Chapter 1165 Distress and Relief

"You chose to die, but you still left gifts for everyone, right?"

Bulkesso's face was twitching!

He was somewhat furious!

The gift from the first generation ancestor meant that he did not need to sit on the Holy Mountain of Harrogas for a long time to sort out the powerful power in the Holy Mountain!

But this guy also gave Harogath and Holy Mountain Arreat a weakness that could be exploited!

For a moment, Bulkesso felt that this gift was not just reserved for the barbarian Holy Mountain.

This thing also seems to be a channel for the archangels to harm the barbarians again!

Everything that happened on the Holy Mountain of Arreat is still vivid in my mind!

The corpses of the barbarians in the Arreat Pit are still telling how tragic the explosion was!

Bulcaisel could not smile in the face of such a threat!

But for a moment he couldn't even think of a target where his anger could be directed!

The essence of anger is a mixture of hatred and courage!

The angry barbarians don't look like the descendants of Inaris and Lilith at all, but traces of Iprius and Mephisto can always be seen in their bodies!

"I will make good use of the sword you transformed into! At least I won't take you to stir up a cesspit out of anger!"

Bulqueso almost squeezed out such words from between his teeth!

In front of him was the soul of the first ancestor that had been turned into unconscious energy!

Bulcaisel sighed, took out the prototype of the legend he had forged from his backpack, and then stretched it out to make contact with the soul!

The next moment, the prototype of the legend is complete!

The pattern of a familiar ring appeared at the point where the handle of the heavy blade touched the blade!

Bulkesso's wedding ring!

The first generation ancestors did not leave their most cherished legends to others for use!

He was completely integrated with the first generation ancestor!

“I don’t even know what to name you.

There is only one Bulcaisu among the barbarians now, and that is me.

Just call it the attachment of the Immortal King. "

Bulcaisuo said in a low tone. As he said these words, everything seemed to become boring!

"Honestly, are you planning to transform me into this way?"

Death, who had been watching before, asked thoughtfully.

"You have no such value, although doing so can indeed solve a lot of troubles caused by you.

But this is not fair!

Now, you better shut up, I need some quiet time! "

Bulcaisel stared at death with somewhat red eyes.

At this time, Bulcaisuo did not show any strength, but his whole body revealed that he could not refuse.

The skeletal face of Death strangely embodies a sense of ridicule.

But she said no more.

The Temple of the Elders has returned to its original calm, and there is still an immortal king sitting on the throne!

It's just that the immortal king sitting here is no longer Volusk.

The barbarians still have a living immortal king, but this immortal king is no longer the first ancestor whose name is often sung!

…

Kotur, Cassius, and Calgar were standing side by side on the edge of a ravine.

In front of them was Olongus who was struggling to climb out of the overturned truck.

If it were normal, the three of them would not miss this opportunity to laugh at Olongus!

But now, as if they didn't see Olongus's embarrassed appearance, they all focused on the Elder's Temple in the distance!

“We seem to have more access to the authority of anger?”

Cassius said with strange eyes.

"But we don't feel the weakness of our bloodline. What happened to the first generation ancestors?"

Kotur asked as he scratched his head.

He said as if he knew nothing about what was going on in the Elder's Temple.

"Kotur, there is no need for you to act stupid.

Although it is true that you are not smart, playing dumb is not suitable for you. "

Calga shook his head.

"I thought I was pretending to be good."

Kotur put away his naive smile and said in a low tone.

“I don’t know when it started, but some people have always equated strength with stupidity. The two have nothing to do with each other.”

Cassius complained.

"The results of the first generation of ancestors are probably the same as those of Warusk. So can we use the ancestor summoning method to really summon the common ancestor of the barbarians?"

Calga changed the subject.

"Now that you think about it, why don't you think about why the Ancestral Summoning skill can't summon Inaris or Lilith?

They are the real source of the barbarians. If you want to trace the origin, you should summon the God of Creation. "

Cassius said.

Only then did he look down at Olongus.

"Although you are not good at close combat, it would be too outrageous to be pinned to the ground by the weight of a car and unable to get up, right?"

Cassius looked at Olongus who just poked his head out of the side window of the car and said.

"I'll come out as soon as you get off the car!"

Olongus shouted angrily.

Of course he couldn't even lift a car.

But after the car overturned, Cassius and the other three bastards did not get out of the car!

To be precise, they had already used the jump chop method to make the car jump before it overturned, and then everything fell on the chassis of the car!

As for the unlucky Olongus, who was the pilot at the time, he was even stepped on by Cassius to use his strength when he wanted to jump up together.

So Olongus was stepped back into the car reluctantly!

As a result, they are now having a hard time climbing out from under the car!

And Cassius and the three of them even adjusted their landing points!

Falling on the car again, even one of the three of them had a bad intention to communicate with the power of the earth and directly pressed Olongus on the spot. Even for a moment, Olongus felt that he could not Breathe.

He is a dead person, a body formed by a soul borrowed from other forces. It is said that he does not need to breathe.

But at that moment he really felt suffocated.

"Then who's going to comfort Bulcasso?"

Calga said while looking into the distance.

"My answer is no one."

Cassius said without raising his head.

As if watching Olongus struggle to get out of the car was even more important!

“It’s so funny that the barbarian he had the best relationship with chose to self-destruct.

And then we bastards didn’t even dare to stand in front of him at this time. "

Kotur sat down heavily.

He even channeled some of the power of the earth to create a chair under him.

Kotur is the strongest among the barbarians in terms of sheer strength.

But he doesn't just know how to use his body's power!

Kotur, whose main method of fighting is smashing, may only be inferior to Gruchak in mastering the power of the earth.

As for Bulcaisso, barbarians have habitually ignored Bulcaisu's existence when making comparisons.

It's already a consensus that he is the strongest, and they don't care about it.

"Kotur, be careful when you walk in the future!"

Olongus, who was under the car, shouted with some pain.

He already knew who had given him the worst blow just now!

Many barbarians can do such things as communicating with the power of the earth.

In other words, as long as a barbarian can use skills such as trample, he can more or less communicate with the power of the earth.

But every barbarian does the same thing differently.

This often carries the strong personal characteristics of these guys!

For example, the power of the earth that was pressing down on Olongus at this time was so powerful that it was difficult to resist!

Who else could it be if it wasn't Koutul who did it?

Even if Cassius communicates with the power of the earth to torment him, this power should be like being hit in the face by a series of stones!

As for Calgar, even when that guy is communicating with the power of the earth, the earth seems to be roaring.

If the jump just now hadn't been too sudden, it would also have to include the jump where Cassius stepped on him to gain strength.

Then Olongus will not react until this time!

This series of accidents made Olongus lose his cool.

This guy himself is not a very calm type!

Among the barbarians, the only one who can be described as calm is the now-disappeared old general Qualkek.

"Then the question comes back again, who is going to ask about Bulkesso's current situation?"

Cassius said.

"Go find Hairab. Although that guy doesn't like to be beaten, he won't give up his perseverance just because he's afraid of being beaten.

And he was probably used to the feeling of being pushed to the ground by Bulcaisu with a blaster as soon as he opened his mouth. "

Calga said thoughtfully.

"Then who goes to find Hairab?"

Kotur said quietly.

They did not want to go to Bulcaisuo at this time, because their presence would probably lead to a severe beating.

But... the man who went to find Hailab would inevitably be beaten by Hailab.

What do you think of Hailab's strength?

Previously, his strength ranked among the top among the ancestral spirits on the Holy Mountain.

Now that he has become immortal, Hylab should have become even more powerful.

"Then the last guy who arrived at the square outside the Elder's Temple should go talk to Hailab about this?"

Cassius made a very constructive suggestion.

He immediately released a jumping slash and jumped away without waiting for Calgar and Kotur to speak.

"Calga, you are not fast, you should take the first step."

Kotur regained his previous honest and honest expression and said gently.

Of course it was not that Kotur planned to sacrifice himself to be beaten by Hyrab at this time.

But as long as he is here, Olongus, who is still in the car and has not climbed out, must be the last one.

In close combat, most of the ancestor spirits have the power to control Olongus at will!

The abuse in Olongus's mouth at this time was completely ignored by them.

Obviously when they made this decision, they actually handed over this burden to Olongus.

It's not a bad joke, at least not too much for these guys.

It's just this level, they have long been accustomed to this scale.

A group of ancestral spirits who have few secrets from each other play tricks on each other in a way that is larger than normal.

Calgar nodded, then released a violent collision and left the place directly.

Of course, when he left, he did not forget to add some ingredients to the unlucky Orlongus, just like Cassius.

Orlongus was stepped on the face by a boot, and instantly felt golden stars flashing in front of his eyes.

After Calgar walked away, Kotur spoke slowly.

"Olongus, are the things we insist on really consistent with what Bulkaiso insists on?"

Kotur's tone was particularly low.

"It doesn't matter, that's something that the living should worry about!

Even if Bulkaiso chooses to rush towards the dark abyss, I am willing to believe him.

The Immortal King has never let the barbarians down, right?"

Orlongus spoke almost instinctively while he was still a little dizzy.

"Yes, the Immortal King has never disappointed the barbarians.

But have the barbarians never disappointed the Immortal King?

Bulkatho is the third Immortal King. The two before him satisfied the barbarians.

But they are actually disappointed with the barbarians."

Koutu said slowly.

"Then urge the living barbarians to become stronger, strong enough to help our future.

Koutu, don't always think deeply about things that only the living need to worry about!

You don't owe the barbarians anything."

Olongus was silent for a while before slowly speaking.

"No, I owe a lot of things."

Koutu denied it rudely, which was rare.

At this time, he was like an angry bear!

"What do you owe? You love others when you are loved.

You are giving when you get, and you are comforting the same painful existence when you are in pain.

Koutu, you don't owe anyone."

Olongus finally climbed out of the car while speaking.

The vehicle engine that uses the energy of gems is still running.

The wheels facing the sky are still spinning rapidly.

"Then Orlongus, can you tell me how much one ton of love weighs?

How much one ton of hate weighs?

We can't measure these, how dare you say that everything you have paid for has been fully returned?"

Kotur looked at Orlongus, his eyes were full of bloodshot!

"Don't worry about these things, you gave a love and received a love.

Then you owe nothing."

Orlongus glanced in the direction of the Elder Temple, and then walked to Kotur's side and sat down with some hesitation.

He no longer cared about the person who finally arrived at the square outside the Elder Temple needing to find Helabor.

Over the years, the pain of these long-dead ancestral spirits has always been supported and enlightened by each other.

They still have thoughts and still feel bored.

They will still be sad for everything they once loved, and will also... doubt everything they have experienced in the past.

Thinking about whether there would be better results if they had changed their way at the time.

It is even inevitable to have some regretful emotions.

"It's not like that, Olongus.

Love is something that cannot be fair. You get one love and give one love.

It is fair only when both parties give their all.

Because no one can tell clearly how much love they give is a fraction of the total love.

The only unit of measurement for love is the total."

Kotur looked at Olongus with a particularly solemn look!

Olongus dared to guarantee that he didn't look so serious when facing the legendary demon who killed him!

"Kotur! Kotur of the Big Bear Tribe!

Since you are distressed for love! Then use all your hatred to face the demon who takes away everything you love and loves you!"

Olongus shouted these words, and even felt hoarse!

But the next moment, he was suppressed to the ground by the huge force from the wilderness!

"This time, you are still the slowest one.

But thank you."

Kotur's voice became smaller and smaller.

But he didn't intentionally lower his volume! But he had already walked away!

"Kotur! You bastard!"

Olongus shouted in anger after pretending to be deceived.

But he had a smile on his face at this time!