$1245 Go Back to the Holy Mountain First

Bulcaisuo left the barrier guarded by Li Min and Nazebo.

Although he was not very satisfied with such a result.

But for now, there really isn't much that can be done.

As a non-spellcaster, most of the powers he masters are fighting skills.

It is indeed a bit overwhelming to ask him to study something that Li Min can't figure out for the time being.

In the end, spellcasters like Li Min did not provide an immediate solution to this problem, but could only spend time continuing to study.

In this case, the best choice for a layman like Burquetso is to admit the current results.

When Bulcaisel stood on the ground outside the barrier, the soul sent by Nazebo also got into the ground and began to sleep.

Bulqueso could only look at the voodoo doll at hand, feeling helpless.

"Honestly, Nazeebo should be the loneliest Nephalem, even if he is accompanied by countless souls.

But he always seemed out of place. "

Bulkesso said casually.

"I don't know much about it, but I feel like he's enjoying his solitude?"

Clark said.

"Then our next destination is to find death?

Or try to find your body through some means?

To be honest, in my opinion, no matter how powerful the body is, it will eventually decay.

That's a natural cycle. "

Bulcaisel and Clark shared their own understandings that were not necessarily correct.

Although Clark's soul already possesses the ability to think, it is still far from complete.

Facing the question raised by Bulqueso, Clark just shook his head.

I don’t know if he refused to express his thoughts or if he denied Bulcaisel’s knowledge.

Bulcaisel smiled. Of course, he would not show enough trust in Clark right away.

But Clark has been recognized by Nazebo, so he is credible.

Bulcaisel's doubts only focused on the extent of Clark's power.

"Let's go, go back to the Holy Mountain of Harrogas with me first, although no one may be able to handle the situation of your soul.

But on the sacred mountain of Harrogath, at least your soul will not be cut short. "

Bulkesso said.

The holy mountain of the barbarians was formed by the gathering of countless souls under the call of the name "Bulkessor".

There are some other methods, but those things are not that important.

If there was no intention to re-establish a sacred mountain, there would be no need to tell the story of those processes.

The most important thing for the barbarians to establish the holy mountain was not the procedures, but the name "Bulkessor".

Countless souls sleep in it, and then surround "Bulkessor". The power gathered by those souls can prevent the power of the soul from leaking out.

This is probably the greatest benefit that outsiders can get from the sacred mountain of Harrogas.

"I heard Nazbo say before that you should deal with Rorschach's problem after coming here.

Although I don’t know who Rorschach is, but since Natsubo said this, it should be an important thing. "

Clark said.

He was thinking about Bulkesso.

Clark never wanted to be an accident in someone else's plans.

He doesn't like to cause trouble to others.

"It's not troublesome, it's just a matter of portal."

Bulcaisuo explained briefly, and then directly opened a portal.

One step away and you are back in Harrogath.

“Hey Bulcaisel!

You have to take care of Talik and Korik!

Those two bastards promised to come and change shifts, but they haven't shown up yet! "

When Bulkesso appeared in front of the gate of the Holy Mountain, Kahn's complaints came directly.

Obviously, Talik and Kolik did not take over Kahn's goalkeeping job on time.

"This is indeed a problem. How about I guard it for you for a while while you go catch them?

Anyway, in a one-on-one match, you will definitely win. "

Bulkesso said very casually.

He still has things to do, but there is no need to rush in a day or two.

"Then I'll go."

Kahn was not polite, waved his hand and left the gate of the Holy Mountain directly.

He took out a wine jar from his backpack and threw it to Bulkesso.

This is a small thank you to those who helped me.

"Clark, can you drink like you are now?"

As Bulcasso spoke, he moved a stone from the corner.

Clark is still the size of a voodoo doll, and sitting on the ground is inconvenient for small talk.

"This stone may be older than me. I remember that it seemed that Talik brought it from the Holy Mountain of Arreat."

After putting down the stone, Bulcaisel patted it a few times.

Then he placed Clark directly on the stone and sat on the opposite side.

"I don't know, but I think it should be okay?

At least Natsubo had the facial features made when he helped me create this temporary body. "

Clark stretched out his little hand and looked at it.

This feeling is really weird.

Bulcaisel glanced at Clark, then broke off a small piece from the stone in front of him.

Then he took out a dagger and made a dent in the small piece of stone.

This is not difficult at all, Bulkesso is not only proficient in the craft of forging.

He also mastered some of the skills of a gemsmith.

Although he did not have the ability to make legendary gems, there was no problem with cutting and synthesizing gems.

These were all delicate jobs.

Clark's body was too small at this time, and it was not convenient to use a wine jar.

The best solution was to make a wine bowl.

Bulkaiso patted the wine jar, and the wine shook and splashed into the small bowl.

Clark reached out and picked up the bowl, then took a sip.

He didn't know whether he could drink.

The result was good, Clark could taste the strong liquor.

Bulkaiso drank one cup after another with Clark.

At this time, the sound of Kahn and Talik fighting was heard on the Holy Mountain. It was quite intense from the sound.

...

"Talik, I didn't have any idea that you wanted to watch the fun before.

Although I also wanted to watch the fun! But you shouldn't lie to me!"

The two swords in Kahn's hands pointed at Talik one after another, and he asked angrily.

"I didn't lie to you.

It was my turn to take over the job of guarding the door, but when I was about to go over, it was Kolik's turn again."

Tariq said, carrying the Certificate of Shame.

Facing Kahn's fierce and intensive attacks, even Tarik, who was known as the defender, was not feeling well.

The density of this attack was really scary.

Tariq, who was good at defense, felt stretched.

"By the way, can Kalju completely withstand your attack?"

Tariq asked with a smirk.

"?"

The veins on Kahn's forehead were almost turning into a question mark.

"How did you come up with such a strange idea when facing my questioning?"

Kahn widened his eyes and attacked again with the two swords in his hands.

Tariq raised the War of Shame and used it as a shield to block his side.

This broken giant sword is really not much different from a door panel.

In an instant, the sound of the one-handed sword hitting the certificate of shame became one.

Kahn's attack will become faster and faster. Although there is still an upper limit, not everyone can see what the upper limit of Kahn's attack frequency is like.

Most demons were killed in the first breath they faced Kahn.

A small number of demons can hold on for a little longer, although this process is not at all lucky.

Because the despair they have to experience will be prolonged and the taste will be more uncomfortable.

Only a few demons can really compete with Kahn, but unfortunately most of these demons did not survive.

After all, the demons who can be said to have competed with Kahn did not face only one barbarian swordsman.

But they faced ninety crazy and powerful barbarians...

For demons, no matter which situation they encounter, it is quite bad.

"Kahn, the ninety barbarians should still be there, right!?"

Talek asked while trying his best to resist Kahn's attack.

"You are talking nonsense! Although there may not be ninety of them.

But of course they still exist!"

Kahn said unhappily.

He was still able to speak normally, and even his speech speed did not change.

Obviously, the current attack frequency still did not reach Kahn's upper limit.

"Quarkak?"

Talek mentioned the name of General Quarkak.

Kahn's attack paused for a moment.

Obviously, General Quarkak was indeed one of the Ninety Barbarians.

General Quarkak handed the Mountain Splitting Axe to Sonya, but the Mountain Splitting Axe was more of a symbolic thing.

And General Quarkak was much older than Talek and the others.

After all, he was the general of the Barbarian Legion when Mount Arreat still existed.

Orak would also show some respect when he saw Quarkak.

This was already very telling.

"It doesn't seem difficult for you to guess, after all, the Ninety Barbarians are really just ninety.

And there are only a few barbarian souls who have disappeared and will never come back."

Kahn's tone was still calm.

But Talek could sense the increasingly fierce offensive on the Certificate of Shame.

If Kahn was just launching high-frequency attacks to express his dissatisfaction at the beginning.

Then at this moment, he really felt uncontrollable anger.

"Okay, now it should be Kolik's turn to guard the gate.

And you have been on duty for several rounds before, so it is time for Kolik and I to guard the gate.

It's not that we don't want to stay at the gate of the Holy Mountain, but it's really boring there.

I would rather turn into a stone statue and sleep, and then wake up a little when someone comes."

Tallik used his shoulder to support the sword spine of the certificate of shame, and then launched a collision with Kahn.

This is not a skill, just a little trick of using the weapon.

Push Kahn back a little, and then give yourself a chance to adjust.

"Boring? Life is boring, no matter what you do, as long as you get used to it, you will feel bored.

But pursuing novelty is not necessarily a good thing."

Kahn said unhappily.

Although he did not stop, the intensity of his attack returned to the initial level.

The fighting method of holding a one-handed sword with both hands is to face the battle more flexibly.

If it is for explosive power in battle, holding a two-handed sword in both hands is the best choice.

Although Kahn is more remembered for his attack density during battles.

But he is indeed the kind of barbarian who pays attention to burst damage in a short period of time.

"I can't be as... um, slow as you are?"

Talik said.

"If you are not bored, then just continue to guard the gate of the Holy Mountain, right?"

Tarik said with a hint of ridicule.

“I can do it, but what I pay more attention to is the distribution that was agreed upon at the beginning.

What you said at the beginning was that three people took turns guarding the goal, and that should be the case. "

Kahn's eyes looked a little strange.

"For you, short-term constant changes are actually no different from long-term no changes, right?

Can you represent those ninety savages? "

Tarik asked.

Although he still had to listen to the clanking sound coming from the Proof of Shame as he spoke.

"You...seem to be just to make me get excited and tell you the answer you want?

If this is the case, you should ask me more formally. "

Kahn said.

The fight or play continues.

Both sides maintained a stalemate.

Tarik had no intention of escaping, and Kahn had no intention of defeating Tarik.

“Ninety Barbarians are mysterious enough for barbarians.

Although Madoc seemed to have some understanding back then.

But you also know that he was a prophet and none of us are. "

Tarik smiled, although the smile was a little bitter.

It's not a good feeling to have a partner who has been with you for hundreds of years leave.

"Okay, you two have been holding it in for so long, I don't care if you let your emotions out.

But it's best not to cry. "

Kahn said in a sarcastic tone.

"Crying? That's not serious, it's just a little uncomfortable.

You know, no matter when you lose something, you won't be very happy.

At night, the existence I was accustomed to over the years suddenly no longer exists. It is a feeling of emptiness that cannot be ignored.

Sword Master Kahn, thank you for choosing to become one of the three ancestors. "

Tarik's tone became gentler and gentler, not even gentle enough to sound like a barbarian.

"Oh."

Kahn just made this sound.

He said nothing more.

"Let's go, let's go find Kolik, it should be his turn to guard the goal next.

By the way... you are not at the gate of the Holy Mountain, so is Kalju temporarily guarding the gate of the Holy Mountain now? "

Tarik asked.

"It's Burquetso over there, and he brings a clean soul with him.

It can be seen that the soul should be Bulcasso's friend. "

Kahn said.

It's just these words that made Tarik's face look a little uglier.

"That means whoever returns to the gate of the Holy Mountain and starts guarding the gate now will have to encounter the Immortal King, right?"

Talik said.

"Isn't it obvious?

Now there is only one immortal king, Bulkesso. "

Kahn got it wrong, but that didn't matter.

“I mean, we didn’t guard the goal well, but instead let the Immortal King become the goalkeeper.

I feel like the next person to take over is going to get a beating. "

Talik pushed back violently, out of Karn's attack range.

The situation at this time was a bit troublesome for him, and he had no interest in continuing to play around with Kahn.

"Anyway, it's not me who got beaten. I've been guarding there for a long time."

Kahn nonchalantly hung the sword on his waist again.

Then he gave Tarik a look of joy.

"That's okay, anyway, the next one to be beaten is Korik."

Tarik waved his hand as if he wanted to show he didn't care.

But his hands were shaking.

"Aren't you and Bulcaisel friends?"

Kahn asked.

“They are friends, but the doorman has the responsibilities of the doorkeeper, and the immortal king has the responsibilities of the immortal king.

Being punished is a must, and you know that fighting Bulcaisel is not a good experience.

Although I was only facing him, I always felt like I was being fought against by all the ancestral spirits on the Holy Mountain, including myself. "

Talik said bitterly.

If you can find an opponent on the Holy Mountain who can bring freshness to the battle, it is Bulcaisso.

Because he can use the fighting methods of every ancestor spirit in battle.

But the most boring thing was fighting Bulcaisel, because the outcome was already determined before the battle started.

After Bul-Katho defeated the first ancestral spirit, Mardoc never fought Bul-Katho again.

If one had to name one reason, it would probably be that Madoc had foreseen the result that he would no longer be able to win.

As time goes by, Tarik and Kolik will no longer challenge Bulcaisuo.

After that, all the ancestral spirits gave up fighting Bulcaisuo.

Avoiding war appeared on the holy mountain like an infectious disease.

"Let's go find Korik. I want to see him get beaten."

Kahn invited Tariq.

If nothing else happens, he will also send an invitation to Korik to find Tarik.

Kahn not only wanted to see Kolik being beaten by Burkeso, but also wanted to see Talik having fun.

"Let's go?"

Talik dusted himself off and walked in the direction where Kolik might be.

Kahn followed behind, probably thinking about something interesting.