018 Give Hope

"So, the justice you see before you is what you insist on?"

The Ancient One grabbed the boy's soul from Bul-Kathos's hand and put him back into the body that was already riddled with holes.

Bul-Kathos took off the medicine bottle on his waist, squatted down his huge body, and poured the liquor-flavored medicine into the child's mouth.

"I just can't stand those disgusting existences."

Bul-Kathos' voice was firm, and his eyes were fixed on the poor child.

With a series of violent coughs, the child woke up.

But he just stared blankly at Bul-Kathos's majestic face, without saying a word, as if thinking about something.

"Child, can you forget what you saw before?"

The Ancient One reached out and stroked the child's head.

She knew that the child's soul had seen the process from the moment the body died to the resurrection.

She saw the battle that was even more outrageous than the myths and legends.

Although no matter how the child told others those magical stories later, the Ancient One believed that no one would believe a child's joke.

Or those "ordinary people" would rather believe that the child was insane under the threat of death and fabricated this story.

Gu Yi thought it would be better to get a guarantee from the child.

…

Death returned to her palace and sat on her chair.

There were corpses and ghosts everywhere.

This is the kingdom of death, and the souls of all the dead will arrive here.

But at this time, death stretched out her right hand, and the palm on it was intact.

For the lady of death, giving life to death actually represents her love for this life.

Death may be an alternative eternity, without having to endure the pain of hunger, disease, etc., and without having to worry about the passing of life. Even time has lost its meaning in this kingdom of the dead.

Only the dead can accompany her forever, in this kingdom of only the dead.

Before, when Bul-Kathos urged all his strength, she felt a force that only belonged to death appeared there.

She was very curious about the source of this power, because only when she loved someone so much that she couldn't extricate herself, she would give death company in advance.

But she didn't remember having such a strong love in her long existence.

"Should live! This guy should live forever! I never want to see this guy again!"

Death sat in his seat, swearing like a human cursing someone to die.

For her, the best way to hate someone is to let that person live forever.

Whether it is suffering from an incurable injury or contracting a painful disease, death is the most gentle relief at that time.

But people who are hated by death will only wail forever in the painful abyss of injuries and diseases!

Death looked at the new palm, and seemed to still feel the pain of the broken end like a burning flame!

"And the wizard who must live forever! If it weren't for her, how could I be hurt!"

Death silently made a note of Ancient One.

As for the death power that she couldn't trace back to the source, she also forgot it behind her mind.

...

"Barbarian King..."

Ancient One looked at the somewhat depressed Bul-Kathos in front of him, and hesitated for a long time but still didn't call out his name.

"You should call me Bul-Kathos."

Bul-Kathos looked at the little boy jumping up and down in his blacksmith shop, feeling a little depressed.

It was not because of the addition of a child. When he was in the shelter, he liked to play with these energetic children the most.

He was depressed because the child was too sensible.

The face that forced a smile was just like Leah after she lost Cain.

In order to bury the sadness, she chose to smile in grief.

After losing everything, she could only hold on to the only person around her who could be relied on.

The difference was that when Leah lost Cain, Tyrael was by her side, while this child had no one to rely on.

His father, who would become the nightmare of the enemy, was probably still suffering from the loss at this time.

But this child, I am afraid he has no time and courage to get close to him again.

Bul-Kathos has seen the restrained grief that is willing to suppress all the sadness in his heart more than once.

After Leah became the container for the rebirth of the Great Demon, Cormac was also like this.

"I will deal with the identity of this child and make him 'disappear' from other people's sight. As long as you are willing to adopt him."

Gu Yi looked at the child who was dragging the hammer hard but listening to their conversation with his ears perked up, and said slowly.

"Gu Yi, when you are here with me, don't act like a guardian anymore. I know very well that no one can save everything, but your behavior is more like escaping."

Gu Yi nodded after hearing this. She had understood this truth a long time ago.

But since she mastered the power of the Time Stone, she chose to maintain stability and let everything move towards the ending she hoped for.

So she chose "sacrifice" and used this as an excuse to turn a blind eye to those tragedies.

Fortunately, he doesn't need to do this now, because this time the river of time has been lifted up by a huge stone, and the time is so turbid that no one can see it clearly.

"Bulkaiso, so we are still friends now?"

After putting down some things, Gu Yi felt much more relaxed. Even the calmness he had always maintained was broken by the sudden revival of emotions.

"Yes, as long as you don't mention that you are a mage again, we are friends."

Bulkaiso opened the wine sent by Gu Yi and poured it into his mouth.

"To be honest, I think your fighting style is more like that of a barbarian. Do you want to go to the Holy Mountain with me to see if you can get the recognition of the ancestors?"

Bulkaiso's majestic eyes looked at Gu Yi.

The child on the side seemed to be rejuvenated when he heard this.

"If you want."

Gu Yi nodded and looked at the child thoughtfully.

"If you have a disobedient apprentice, you can also hand it over to me."

Bulkaiso was a little happy.

Because he saw the opportunity for barbarians to take root in this world.

Compared to selecting seedlings from ordinary people, those weak mages with some ability are more likely to be recognized by the ancestors.

"Let those guys choose their own path."

Ancient One smiled and shook his head, and suddenly remembered the figure of Casillas in his mind.

"The growth of barbarians is quite strict! This also means that they will all become strong!"

Bul-Kathos' words were spoken to the child who was eavesdropping over there. He wanted to give the child a goal, a goal to survive.

He has seen too much despair, and Bul-Kathos wants to give some hope to those desperate people in this world.

Just like what Tyrael did back then.