303 Three Paths to Becoming a God (Large Chapter of 10,000 Words)

"Even with Leoric, you are not enough for me!"

Raiko roared like a lioness, her hoarse voice like a biting cold wind blowing through the grass!

Yes!

Wearing her legendary suit, Raiko was able to show all her strength in her lifetime.

Even if it could only last for a short time, it was still easy to deal with a Volusk without a suit.

Even with an indestructible Skeleton King, it was not a problem.

When Raiko was alive, there was not much difference between her and the peak Volusk.

And now Volusk is already a dead man.

The stone crusher that represents his legend was sent to the dark soul stone on Bul-Kathos's forehead. Now Volusk can't fight Raiko even with the help of the Holy Mountain.

"Crazy woman! Didn't I say I won't fight!"

Leoric roared loudly, and the next moment his body was smashed into pieces by Raiko's charge that was faster than lightning.

"I hate barbarians, I hate you bastards who have fallen into madness due to hatred! Every time I see you, I will remember my actions when I was crazy!"

Leoric's bones were scattered all over the ground, but his voice began to spread with a cold breath!

Being attacked by Raiko for no reason, Leoric has been involved in the internal disagreement of the barbarians.

There may be people who don't fight back when being beaten, but that person will definitely not be called Leoric!

"Crown!"

Leoric roared at Volusk, and the crown in Volusk's hand flew towards the bones on the ground as if it had been summoned.

"Palladium!"

Leoric roared again, and the gusts of cold wind tore a hole in Raiko's resolute anger.

The snow on the ground turned into ice in the blink of an eye, exuding a strong evil breath!

"I knew it, hahaha! Leoric! You said you hate crazy barbarians, but you should know that your name is definitely on the list of guys we hate the most!"

Vorusk laughed loudly, and the shadow of the Immortal King suit began to appear on his body!

Even though the original suit had been entrusted to Bul-Kathos by him, as the Immortal King, he never created a legend because of that armor!

"Ha!"

Vorusk let out a war cry, and the moment his war cry resounded throughout the Holy Mountain, the bodies of all the barbarians standing on his side became swifter.

A burst of orange-yellow light lit up on Volusk's belt, and the shock wave brought by Volusk's war cry was attached to other people!

Zilanik's Chain!

The belt made by the master craftsman Zilanik for Volusk has the legend of allowing the war cry to accelerate all friendly units.

Vorusk hates endless chases, and the original intention of this equipment was to allow him to get closer to the enemies running around faster.

At this time, this power was also applied to Leoric!

"Scepter!"

With Leoric's voice, the Mad King's Scepter appeared in the center of his skeleton!

The Skeleton King, who had always maintained a minimum of strength so that he would not be rejected by the Holy Mountain of Harrogath, finally activated all his strength.

He also found his madness!

"Welcome the wrath of the Skeleton King! Raiko!"

Leoric's last roar! The hideous two-handed hammer appeared in front of the skeleton.

The Skeleton King's body returned to its original appearance at this moment, and the cold flame-like brilliance shone on the white jade-like bones!

A huge claw like a wandering soul directly grabbed Raiko who had just stopped!

Desperate Soul Sucking!

Leoric will mercilessly take the enemy's life and turn it into his own power!

Leoric slammed his two-handed hammer heavily in the direction of Raiko, and layers of bones were generated from the huge hammer head, directly binding Raiko in place!

Skeleton heavy blow!

One of the few skills of the Skeleton King.

It can cause a lot of damage and cause great pain to any living being!

This is Leoric's display of the rules of existence itself, so there is no escape!

"Dang!"

The huge hammer hit Reiko's helmet directly, and the cold power instantly swept through Reiko's body!

But it was useless!

"Disgusting skeleton, it's best for you to stay in the grave!"

Reiko's voice appeared behind Leoric the moment it sounded.

The Skeleton King was once again smashed into pieces by the violent impact.

"The pain I have suffered is far beyond your imagination, Skeleton!"

Reiko said disdainfully, and then kicked Leoric's leg bone away.

This can slow down the Skeleton King's recovery, so that she has time to deal with Volusk!

Reiko will not be defeated by such a little pain.

The tenacious will makes Reiko's heart have no other distractions except love and fighting.

Those subtle emotions that existed were suppressed by Reiko's anger in the corner of her heart during the battle.

Perhaps only a guy like Diablo can make Reiko show other emotions during the battle, and the Skeleton King can't do this!

"Come on! Come on! Reiko! I owe you a lot, but you have to know that all the barbarians owe me!"

Vorusk shouted.

Before Bulcaisel was born, he had always been the benchmark for barbarians!

All this time, this lion-like rampant king has been standing in front of where all the barbarians can see!

He is sitting on the immortal throne in the Temple of the Elders!

All the barbarians after him just followed the path that Volusk took and trudged forward. Except for Bulcaisso, no one went beyond his territory!

Warusk! Immortal King!

He is the strongest pillar in the house!

He is the most solid foundation stone on the Holy Mountain!

"The Ancestors Summon!"

Warusk roared loudly, and his body appeared in a physical form in an instant!

The connection between him and Bulcaisel is far greater than Reiko imagined.

So he can call upon himself with the fury of all barbarians! The more rage he gets, the closer he gets to his lifetime power!

At this time, there were only a few barbarian ancestors in the entire holy mountain who did not intervene in this battle.

But anger is everywhere!

"Warusk! I will crush your bones with my iron boots, and then plow open your chest with my horns! I want to see if you have even the slightest regret for your past!"

Leiko roared and took her own steps.

The strength of the two at this time is not equal.

It is not difficult to guess the outcome of the battle between Leiko, who is the same as she was in life, and an evil entity that is just barely condensed, and is still far from its peak.

Leiko's violent collision crashed directly into Warusk's arms.

The ferocious horns on Leiko's shoulder armor pierced Warusk's heart directly!

"I have no regrets! If I have to say regrets, I only regret that I was not strong enough at the time!"

Warusk pinched Leiko in front of him with both hands. The bulging muscles on his arms could show how much strength he used.

But he still couldn't stop Leiko from ripping open his chest.

This body is still a bit far behind.

Warusk used his arms to force Leiko and directly slammed her to the ground.

A huge deep pit was smashed into the ground that Leoric had turned into solid ice.

Ice shards flew everywhere, directly slicing Warusk's face open.

"You are already dead. Dead people should honestly regret their past!"

When Leiko spoke, the iron boots with sharp fronts stepped directly on Warusk's calf.

The blow did not cause much damage to her, but her counterattack immediately caused Volusk's calf to explode into a pool of blood mist.

Just like a boxer's legs may be stronger than they think because they have to keep kicking and hitting the ground to get harder punches.

And Leiko, who is famous for her collision, has the most powerful legs!

Her impact is unrivaled, because she inherited all the Bull Tribe, and the most powerful strength makes her unstoppable!

"Mass grave!"

The Skeleton King's cold shout came out.

The walls of a tomb imprisoned Leiko and Volusk inside.

Then comes his most powerful attack! The Black King marches in!

The huge war hammer swung from left to right, knocking the two barbarians staggering.

When the war hammer reached the farthest point, as Leoric's bones creaked, the thick lumbar vertebrae rotated in a twisted posture.

The huge war hammer swung in the opposite direction again!

"Barbarians! I want revenge! But now I hate you for being irrational even more than revenge!"

Leoric said conspiratorially, and the giant hammer fell on Volusk again!

This time Warusk's body didn't shake!

Even though he had already lost a leg under Leiko's attack!

"The crazy Skeleton King hates madmen! It's the funniest joke! I won't fall! When I die in battle, I still stand upright!"

Facing the Skeleton King's indiscriminate attack, Warusk used a powerful headbutt and hit the two-handed giant hammer heavily.

Leiko can easily cook Leoric, and he, Volusk, can do the same!

A bell rang, just like the sound of a golden bell used by a monk!

The Skeleton King's never-interrupted Black King's march was stopped at this moment!

The legendary weapon Wrath of the Skeleton King shattered like his bones in this stinging contact!

"Worusk, what do you want?"

Reiko continued her anger, smashing Leoric into pieces with a flash of her body, and then rushed into Volusk's arms again.

This time Warusk's body was thrown high into the air.

Warusk, who was missing one leg, could not use the power of the ground to stabilize his body.

Blood spilled directly from mid-air!

"I died once in battle, but I don't admit that it was a failure! And I am the undefeated immortal king!"

Warusk did not answer Leiko's question, he still roared loudly in mid-air.

The strong body adjusted its posture with some effort in the air, as if intending to stand and land on the ground.

"Answer me!"

Leiko's figure has appeared at the landing point of Warusk. This time Warusk solidified his body and was hit with all his ribs broken.

But Leiko's neck was also cut open directly by Warusk with the broken arm bone!

"All skills were just prototypes before me, but I made them into a complete system! And you are trying to use what I created to fight me. Even if you are stronger than me now, you will not win. Yes, because I will not fail!”

Warusk's mouth opened to its maximum, and blood sprayed out as he spoke, turning Leiko's face red!

"Ahem! Ke! You!"

Reiko's throat was torn out and she could no longer speak complete words.

Even if he tried his best to open his mouth to question, he could only make a vague sound that was difficult to identify.

"I! Win!"

Warusk grabbed Leiko's shoulder armor with his only intact arm! He was thrown in front of Bulcasso along with one of Leiko's arms!

In his own way, Volusk took away part of Leiko's legend, and that was enough!

The core of Leiko's legendary suit is the breastplate called Leiko's Heartfelt Heart. But what Bulkatho needs now is not a core, but an attack that is enough to tear apart the soul of the Hell Demon King in the Dark Soul Stone. force.

So this shoulder armor is Volusk’s purpose!

Leiko's important task!

This pauldron is the symbol of the battle master among the Bull tribe!

Leiko was ripped off the shoulder of the previous commander who died in the battle.

No one still remembers the original name of this shoulder armor, because it became a new legend with Leiko!

"No, Vader has reached his limit!"

Madoc whispered.

Vader's plan did not require anyone to sacrifice their soul. As long as the barbarians could wholeheartedly help Bulcaisel climb to the high platform where the gods are, it would not have been so difficult this time.

Sword Master Karn, Kotul, Kanuk and Leiko don't even need to provide any help, as long as they can watch silently like the old general Qualkek.

This would have been a smooth thing.

"I'd rather not leave any traces behind, and I'd rather get rid of them completely!"

Vader's face had become distorted.

His soul transformed from human form to demonic form.

The endless hatred began to affect his soul, and he was now moving in the direction of the devil.

"That's it! Use this power to activate these weapons! Their legends, your souls will become my nourishment!"

Azmodan's voice suddenly came out, and he began to absorb these legends with the help of the demonic power in Vader's soul!

If he can accomplish all this, then he will transcend the category of the Demon King and become the Demon God!

The Demon God of Sin sounds more terrifying than the King of Sin, and it is more in line with Azmodan's wishes!

"What are you dreaming about? Azmodan?"

Andariel, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke.

She already got what she wanted.

The King of Torment finally got what she had always wanted to taste, the pain born of herself!

But now she is finally complete!

Absorbing part of Vader's soul allowed Andariel to transform into the Nephalem!

"I was never your sister! I am the child of the noble Inaris and the original sin Lilith. I was supposed to be a Nephalem!"

Andalil's voice became graceful at this time, and she began to sing slowly.

"I didn't expect you to be standing here~ Let me tell you, how easy it is to be your friend~

I tore their bodies, cut off their flesh and blood, and put them into the pot piece by piece!

Pour in boiling hot oil and stir-fry with the demonic fire from hell~

Add in fresh chili peppers from their farm and make a puree with their blood!

The pain will always be there, but it is extremely far away from me.

Use my poison as seasoning, and my emptiness into boiling red soup!

Then, drink them all in one gulp and chant, chanting the painful death~"

Andalil hummed a cruel ditty in a weird tune. As she sang, everyone felt nauseated from the bottom of their hearts.

But Azmodan's absorption of Vader's soul came to an abrupt end!

Vader's soul began to vomit!

The soul began to vomit, and he vomited out all his hatred!

A small, demonic form of him appeared on the ground.

"Hello Azmodan."

Andalil smiled softly, as crisply as a shaking wind chime.

At this time, only Skeleton King can still move!

Even though he had been beaten into pieces many times, he stood up again at this time!

The broken Skeleton King's wrath also returned to its original appearance, and hit Leiko hard on the waist!

There was a sound like beef being beaten on the chopping board, accompanied by the sound of bones cracking.

Leiko's body was thrown high like Warusk before.

"Damn crazy bitch, I can fight you forever!"

Leoric's voice was filled with annoyance.

He knew that no one could stop Bulkesso from taking the first step to becoming a god at this time.

"Warusk, is this also your plan?"

Leoric asked with reluctance.

Then he was hit in the chest by Kanuk who rushed out suddenly!

Kanuk's charge is gradually strengthening like a war drum being beaten continuously!

On the way, Kanuk kept flying the God of War Orak, and then used his superb charging skills to use Orak as a prop to accumulate strength.

For this reason, he did not hesitate to have half of his shoulder chopped off by Orak's heavy God of War blade!

But Kanuk never flinched. No matter what kind of battle he encountered or how powerful the enemy he faced, he never flinched.

Kanuk's life can be described as "move forward indomitably".

With this blow, Leoric's bones shattered all over the ground again.

"Leiko!"

Clear blood stains could be seen on Kanuk's head.

Because his shoulder was split by Orak, the evil-proof shoulder armor was not directly in front of him.

Canuck hit Leoric with his head!

Compared to Leiko, Kanuk is not very powerful.

Even a Skeleton King not known for his strength made him pay a heavy price for this charge.

The moment his impact shattered Skeleton King, so did his strong spine.

After one blow, Kanuk was paralyzed on the ground, but still shouted out Reiko's name.

Without the protection of the Holy Mountain, the soul of this ancestor would dissipate along with this risk-taking impact.

"Andalil, I won't thank you!"

Vader said loudly, and then trampled the vomited demon directly to the ground.

The entire holy mountain was emitting a blue light, crushing the demon's soul until nothing was left.

Vader's soul and existence were preserved.

"I don't expect your thanks. I just don't want to see the birth of the fourth Demon God."

Andalil said with a brisk smile:

"I will not sit back and watch Bulcaisel become the God of Creation. I have felt the feeling in Malthael's body, and I can clearly feel my own weakness. That feeling can drive any existence crazy.

Even everything Leoric had experienced would seem shallow there. "

During the time when Malthael was devouring him, both the Archangel and the Demon King of Hell would feel tortured.

It was like being trapped in an endless void, with no reference to time and no ability to speak. Even thinking became a luxury.

After her soul was complete, Andalil finally felt the pain of that experience.

"No, he's done!"

Warusk took off the phantom of the Immortal King suit, dragged his seriously injured body and dug out a jar of spirits from the ground, which was covered with his and Leiko's blood.

"Leiko finally chose to fulfill her wish. Believers of destiny will never get involved, and it's the same this time."

After saying that, Warusk put the strong drink into his mouth and drank it hard.

"You have great trust in Leiko, or you have never recognized me, but do you know? Leiko is the first person to think of escaping, although she can always defeat the thought of escaping."

Warusk's voice was not loud, but it was enough for all the ancestors to hear.

How could a person who firmly believed in fate have no fear? Leiko just forced herself not to think about it.

Leiko, who lost her beloved, had long lost her faith, so she never stepped out of the framework set by Warusk.

Destiny is a humble word for the strong and an excuse for the weak.

No one knows what Israel was thinking.

Even whether fate itself cares about all this, no one can be sure.

Does destiny even exist?

If this guy Israel hadn't really appeared in front of everyone in the name of the Archangel of Destiny, Warusk even thought that destiny had never existed.

You must know that Israel is also known as the Archangel of Balance. Volusk has always felt that fate is just an excuse for him to maintain balance.

Following Warusk's words, the fighting ancestors slowly stopped fighting.

Except for Kanuk, who destroyed the Skeleton King for Leiko, no one among the ancestors present was seriously injured.

It's time for this to blow over.

"Andalil~"

Azmodan's last voice finally sounded!

Burkaiso finally took action!

Two exquisite heavy weapons that did not look like barbarian weapons appeared in his hands, and then they were stabbed heavily into his chest!

The splashing blood is extremely hot, exuding scorching heat!

The snow on the holy mountain of Harrogath began to melt under this temperature, and the solid ice created by Leoric turned into running water.

The melted snow formed streams and exposed the ground of the sacred mountain.

The grass still sprouts on the ground, and the flowers begin to bloom.

The ground got rid of the shadow brought by death, and the barbarian's fly ash disappeared along the stream, revealing the original appearance of the soil.

"Warusk, you never told me about this!"

Bulcasso's voice sounded, and even with two heavy weapons stuck in his chest, his voice was still rough and heroic.

"It looks like Kanai's Box was activated by you? With my blood?"

Bulcaisuo looked at the scarred Warusk with calm eyes and said.

He had seen everything that had happened before.

It's just that when faced with that situation, he couldn't do anything else.

"Otherwise, everything here will be spread throughout the world, and those hell demons will never appear in front of you again."

Warusk responded by slamming the empty wine bottle to the ground.

Outsiders could not know what happened on the holy mountain.

The power of Kanai's Cube was completely activated, and everything here was completely blocked.

No outsiders would know that a "tragic internal struggle" had taken place on the holy mountain of Harrogath, and no one would know that the hell demon named Azmodan was completely destroyed in the dark soul stone on Bul-Kathos's forehead.

"Absorb everything of Azmodan now, Bul-Kathos."

Vorusk said to Bul-Kathos.

Then he watched Bul-Kathos do an incredible move.

He pulled out the two weapons that pierced his body from his chest!

The hot blood like magma began to splash, scattered on the ground and completely buried the vitality.

The two extremely delicate weapons became pitted in Bul-Kathos's rough actions, just like the double swords in the hands of the previous Bul-Kathos, becoming irregular.

"What are you doing? I want Azmodan to be completely integrated into your weapon and shape your legend. When you completely turn the Seven Demon Kings into your legend, you will be a god!"

Vorusk shouted in an unbelievable tone.

He couldn't understand Bul-Kathos's actions.

"He wants to devour Azmodan with his own body and make the power of sin a part of him. Become a great demon first, and then become a creator god? This is a feasible path that Malthael has proven to be feasible."

Andariel said with a strong mocking tone.

Obviously, she didn't think Bul-Kathos could do this.

"No, I want to be myself, not the kind of creator god who looks like a bastard as you think!"

Bul-Kathos said this, and sprinkled all the remains of Azmodan on his body through blood!

In the hot blood, the swallowing rule tattoo on Bul-Kathos' chest began to work!

Devour and then copy, followed by understanding and turning it into your own experience!

This is the path to become the strongest, as proven by the Ring of Ekatan!

If Azmodan still existed, he would understand what Bul-Kathos's actions meant.

But in this world, only Bul-Kathos and he had come into contact with the Ring of Akatan that became powerful through himself!

That was a down-to-earth road where you could see every trace behind you clearly.

This road would be full of thorns, but also full of birdsong and flowers!

Standing at the fork in the road, Bul-Kathos walked towards a road that others had not chosen.

A road that was not chosen, a road full of unknowns, but it would really leave traces!

"Bul-Kathos! Do as I ask! You have already fallen behind the first step. As long as you continue, you will become the God of Creation!"

Vorusk directly dispersed the body formed by the gathering of anger, and he directly squeezed the power of the Holy Mountain of Harrogath when he returned to the soul state, and turned himself back to a complete appearance.

"You are the Immortal King, and I will eventually become the Immortal King!"

Bul-Kathos inserted the two broken weapons directly into the ground and shouted loudly at Volusk.

That pure anger completely dispersed the breath left by the battle on the Holy Mountain of Harrogath.

Instead, it was replaced by a fiery anger!

"But you are not yet! So listen to me and move forward according to my will!"

Vorusk stood in front of Bulkathos, and his sturdy body, which was more than half a head taller than Bulkathos, exuded a terrifying breath!

"Madoc, tell the dead Volusk! Will you listen to the rude orders of the Immortal King!"

Bulkathos looked directly into Volusk's eyes and roared loudly.

No one in the Holy Land can defeat Bulkathos!

Even the living Volusk!

And now that Volusk is dead, Bulkathos mercilessly exposed this fact.

"The Immortal King is the strongest barbarian, and now Bulkathos is the strongest barbarian."

Madoc avoided the question, and he did not intend to answer the question about whether he would listen to the orders of the Immortal King.

Bulkathos knew very well that whether it was Madoc or other ancestors, they all had their own will.

The words of the Immortal King are sometimes no better than farting!

On the cold top of the Holy Mountain of Harrogath, farting may even produce a cloud of water vapor.

And the words of the Immortal King may leave nothing after they dissipate.

"But he is not the Immortal King yet!"

Vorusk stared at Bul-Katho's eyes, and he was not interested in looking at Madoc.

Madoc was just a prop for Vorusk and Bul-Katho to confront each other.

"Vorusk, I have proved that my path can go further than yours!"

Bul-Katho's beard began to flutter, and the blood in his body continued to flow on the surface of his body along the devouring tattoo!

Every time it flows, the pure rules will be absorbed by his body, leaving a brand new tattoo on his body.

When Bul-Katho completely liberates his soul, he will become the strongest self, strong enough to ignore the rules.

At that time, Bul-Katho will not need the title of "God of Creation" to advertise himself.

Because by then, the name Bul-Katho will become the adjective of "the strongest"!

"But your path is simply a fantasy!"

Vorusk grabbed Burkatho's beard and roared angrily.

"I am the strongest barbarian! Because the name Bulkesso is the strongest!"

"That's the oldest, the purest! Not the strongest! The Bulcaisel you mentioned was defeated when facing Rasma! Now he doesn't even know if his consciousness exists! Shirtless tie!"

Warusk roared angrily!

"Sure enough, you know the news about the origin of that barbarian, but you never said it!"

Bulcaisel punched Warusk in the face, and with his other hand grasped Warusk's hand that was holding his beard. That angry breath kept washing over Warusk's body.

Bulcaisel didn't want to lose a beard because of his heavy punch. After all, the beard would not be restored by potions.

"Also! Call me Bulcasso! This name is the strongest now!"

"Asshole! Asshole! You young fool who is less than a thousand years old, do you know the power of experience!"

Warusk kicked Bulcaisuo in the abdomen, but only allowed himself to take a few steps back in an awkward posture.

The dead Volusk didn't even have the strength to shake Bulcaisel's body after experiencing Leiko's torture.

"Experience is to prevent young people from going astray, but my road ahead has long gone beyond the scenery you can see!"

Bulcaisuo directly pressed Warusk to the ground and spoke to him word by word.

"I accept your kindness, but it is me who chooses to sacrifice, it is my own will! No one is forcing me, no one can force me!

Now, you are an old antique who will be almost two thousand years old when you die! Just give me a break and watch how I completely devour the Demon King of Hell bit by bit! "

The moment Bulcaisel finished speaking, Azmodan's remaining power was completely swallowed up!

On his back appeared an inverted cross composed of ferocious demon horns surrounded by black roses.

Azmodan, the Lord of Sin.

His understanding of sin seems a bit romantic.

"Without the legendary weapons created by Azmodan, how are you going to crush the souls of those hell demons? Do we have to sacrifice a few legends every time to help you get through the Dark Soul Stone!

You just made this choice in a hot head! The barbarians now can only do this kind of thing for you one more time! "

Warusk still roared unwillingly.

The Dark Soul Stone was forcibly opened, but the guy inside was still restricted.

These barbarian ancestors dedicated their legends and the brilliance of their souls to create this miracle.

It would be easy to just open the Dark Soul Stone, but that would not completely crush those hell demons.

"Now I can use time to slowly devour them. I have obtained the rules of devour!"

Bulcasso said without any hesitation.

This place is shrouded in the power of Kanai's Box, and without Bulkeso's permission, Kanai's Box will not dissipate this power.

This is Bulkesso's authority as the only user of Kanai's Box.

The addition of every rule makes Bulkesso even more powerful.

"But that is an unknown road, can you really do it!"

Warusk burst out such a sentence from between his teeth, and the raging anger could still be seen in his eyes.

"Is there someone who was at the forefront of the path you arranged and told you that you should do this?"

Bulcaisuo looked at Warusk firmly:

"Is it the first-generation barbarian? What else do you know?"

Burkaiso probably understood why Warusk was so angry and determined.

It seems that the first generation of barbarians chose such a path.

That guy is also good at forging, so he can use this method to explore the road ahead.

"Let me guess? Bulkatho's solemn oath was prepared for Belial? As for the blood of warriors? His purpose is Imprius?"

Bulcaisel looked at Volusk's face, not wanting to miss any possible traces.

Warusk is not as good at telling lies as he is, but Warusk is indeed a guy who is not very good at hiding his thoughts.

"Gudong~"

The sound of swallowing came from Leoric's skeleton body.

All this was so exciting that it made him feel like he might be silenced.

The history of the country of Khanduras is somewhat short, and it has not yet come into contact with the secrets of those who existed in ancient times.

"So, Bulcaisel's wedding ring is Azmodan? The kind of rule that devours life force?

The eliminated weapon in Holy Price is Tyrael? The tribal guardian is Auriel?

So who are Bulkesso’s children? Is it wisdom? Or fate? "

Bulkesso kept pressing Volusk, and Volusk's lion's mane-like messy hair fell down smoothly, and his heroic spirit could no longer be seen.

It was obvious that Bulcaisuo in front of him had guessed a lot of things.

And it’s extremely close to the truth!

"Okay, how far has he accomplished this journey? Or what rules did he get?"

Burkaiso tried to read more information from Warusk's face, but now Warusk closed his eyes directly and said nothing with a straight face.

This method was enough to prevent Bulkesso from getting any more information.

As for leaving, Warusk's dignity prevented him from fleeing in embarrassment.

"Well, since you choose to do this, let me ask a few final questions."

Bulcaisel put the two awkward weapons that were burned by his blood on the ground back into his backpack, and finally turned his attention away from Warusk's face.

"Is he righteous? Is he observing all this?"

Bulcaisel asked one word at a time. The most important of these two questions was the first one.

And if Warusk is unwilling to answer such a question, there is no difference from giving an answer.

As for the second question, it needs to be considered only after getting the answer to the first question.

"He is righteous and upright. But he is also philanthropic."

Warusk said this with great difficulty.

He wasn't lying.

"He ultimately failed due to Rasma's interference, but this path is the closest to success!"

Since so much has been said, Warusk relaxed a little and revealed more news.

Facing Burquetso, concealment will only bring more troubles, and the best choice is to bring everything to a staged end.

Warusk's answer is clear.

The original barbarian did not observe everything. Apparently after being disturbed by Rasma, this being was seriously injured.

Although I don't know how he made the Hell Demon and the Archangels seem to have forgotten everything he did and didn't mention it, it is obvious that what he did may be closer to success.

"Vasily, you should know this name! What happened to him?"

Bulkesso asked.

Vasily, the most original ancestor of the Druids.

Brothers of the original barbarians.

There has been no news about this being for a long time, and news of his death even spread throughout the world.

"As you know, he's dead."