$339 Maddock's Wisdom and Big Bear's Will! (10,000-Word Chapter)
Madoc led the charge towards Bul-Kathos!
Every time he landed on the ground, the demons around him would be turned into minced meat!
Even if some elite guys escaped, they were all seriously injured!
But such actions would eventually be stopped!
"Madoc."
A voice with strong resentment sounded, and a huge monster stopped Madoc's steps!
"Gom? No, you should be a greedy demon?"
Madoc raised his weapon and hit the huge demon's chest heavily while speaking!
Among the great demons under Azmodan, few of them were Baal's subordinates in the demon army that besieged the Holy Mountain at that time.
The subordinates of the King of Sin were the trump cards of that battle!
As for this greedy demon, it was not in Madoc's memory.
After all, the original greedy demon had been buried in the rat swarm because of Orak.
And this one was obviously not the Gom that I met on the adventure road of Bulkatho.
"Bad luck! This thing was also awakened?"
Madoc cursed and pulled out the giant axe in his hand, then stepped back a few steps.
The glutton was carrying a strong poison. Perhaps Cassius could ignore the poison and continue to fight, but Madok couldn't do that.
All he could do was to chop the guy in front of him to death in a shorter time.
After waiting for two seconds, the glutton slowly opened his mouth and continued to speak:
"I am really surprised to see you one day!"
The huge mouth on the belly of the glutton was constantly moving as if it was chewing something.
The head, which seemed very small compared to the huge body, shook, as if Madok's axe had not brought any effect before.
"Shut up if you are dead!"
Madoc twisted his body, and the giant axe in his hand raised a gust of wind and chopped directly!
The waves of anger on his body flickered, and the power continued to gather in the rotation!
"Shit Maddock! I told you before, if you dare to leave my sight for even a moment, I will make you pay!"
Korlik's voice came, and his body stepped on the head of the greedy demon like a cannonball thrown by a catapult.
The bloated demon body made a mournful cry and exploded into a ball of poison, climbing onto Kolik's body.
But Kolik took a step towards Maddock without any reaction, and the power of Bastin in his hand was dragged behind him, as if it would fall on this guy's head in the next moment.
Korlik had already warned Maddock, and repeating the same mistakes would be humiliating for Kolik!
He didn't care what Maddock was thinking!
"I'm going to make trouble for Andariel, so if there is anything to settle, wait until I come back!"
Madock kicked out in front and kicked Kolik back into the body of the greedy demon.
This was not a very fast attack, but Kolik didn't resist.
The three ancestors were too familiar with each other, and they all knew each other's thoughts. At this time, Korlik was just saying goodbye to Madok.
Of course, the warning was true!
Since Madok said that he would talk to him after he came back, then Korlik would do so!
The trust between the three ancestors would not be broken!
"Shit! You'd better not come back! Otherwise, I will let you know what sadness feels like!"
Korlik shook off the blood from the body of the greedy demon and stood up slowly.
For Madok, Korlik could only shake his head.
Although the most stable guy among the three ancestors has always been Tallik, the one who makes decisions.
But all plans are made by prophets.
Although Madok is a combat prophet, he is also a prophet.
Prophets never lack wisdom.
"Stinky shit, you changed your opponent!"
Korlik chopped the body of the greedy demon with an axe, and the axe blade began to flash with the brilliance of the skill of frenzy!
Frenzy, every swing will increase the frequency of attack!
For ordinary barbarians, five accelerations are the upper limit. If you hold the legendary Bastin Power, you can increase the acceleration by five more times.
But for Kolik, who created this legend, as long as his body can withstand the burden of unlimited acceleration, he can get faster endlessly!
If the body is strong enough, then a thousand hits in an instant is not a problem.
What limits Kolik's strength is never external factors, but the concept of strength.
"Kolik! I thought you would find Lady Joy to continue..."
The voice of the greedy demon sounded again, and a smaller greedy demon crawled out of the crushed body.
Then the big mouth in the abdomen began to swallow the previous body bit by bit.
But he didn't finish his words!
Although he didn't finish, it didn't hinder Kolik's rage!
"Fuck!"
Kolik roared, and the giant axe in his hand raised a gust of wind and fell on the greedy demon!
He was just sending Maddock off, at least he didn't want to be blocked by any disgusting thing before Maddock fulfilled his promise!
Kolik didn't want to hear about Lady Joy from anyone else!
Not even the devil!
That was his only humiliation!
"Barbarians never have the patience to listen to the devil's words, even after they die."
The Greedy Demon spoke softly, and the poisonous mist on his body began to spread continuously.
He was no match for the three ancestors when he was alive, and it was the same after he died.
It was still possible to try to make this guy lose the strength to continue fighting!
While he was talking, his body had been chopped more than a dozen times.
Kolik's axe left cutting marks on his body, and the scars on his bloated body turned out disgusting fat and venom.
But this was not enough to make him lose the ability to fight!
The Greedy Demon has a strong resistance to the cutting of sharp weapons!
The thick fat can better preserve his fighting ability under the attack of sharp blades!
Whether it is Kolik or Madok, there is not much difference for the Greedy Demon.
After all, these two guys are legendary for their axes. If it was a hammer, the Greedy Demon might be worried.
"Do you want to hear what I say! Greedy Demon! A demon with only a code name is not worthy!"
As Kolik roared, the huge axe in his hand had become difficult to see the angle of attack with the naked eye.
The greedy demon stretched out his short little hand that couldn't even scratch his belly, and dropped a few earthy yellow poison balls on the ground!
In a narrow environment, the greedy demon can make the whole place covered with poisonous fog, but this is on the ground of the Holy Mountain!
The poisonous fog will disperse in the cold wind, and then be weakened and purified little by little!
The Holy Mountain is emitting the power of barbarians all the time!
But Kolik didn't know that before this, these powers were under the guidance of Kanai.
And now the person who guides this power has changed to Volusk.
This greedy demon was supposed to appear in the fortress of Harrogas City to fight, but in the last battle, he met Cassius.
Even though Cassius was already a soul at that time, the restraint of his nature made him a sandbag used for venting.
He was beaten into a meat paste by the ancestor who used fists to fight violently, and it was enough to roll meatballs.
So this time he and Lady Joy changed the target of the battle.
At least when facing a sharp blade, the Greedy Demon will not behave like a sandbag.
"By the way, Lady Joy said that she thinks you are just so-so, so she is going to find Cassius to try."
The Greedy Demon said casually.
This is the truth, but Lady Joy said this with some fear not long ago.
After all, Kolik's speed is constantly increasing, and Kolik has the best physical strength among the barbarians...
In order to adapt to the endless and upper limit frenzy...
That battle was not only Kolik's humiliation, but also Lady Joy's nightmare...
After saying that, the big mouth on the belly of the Greedy Demon bit Kolik fiercely!
By the way, a pool of poisonous blood spurted out from the wound and flew towards Kolik's face!
Poisonous attack!
The wound will make the Greedy Demon even more difficult to deal with!
The poison is enough to hurt the body of the barbarian. After all, barbarians have never been the strongest among the Nephalem in terms of resistance.
"Damn it! That guy!"
Korlik gnashed his teeth and said, with the battle axe in his hand on his waist, and one fist hit the big mouth of the greedy demon with a row of neat teeth!
It is not difficult to kill the greedy demon with a battle axe, but that is not enough to relieve the anger!
"I will beat you into a meat paste with one punch, and then scoop you up with a helmet to make meat soup!"
A frenzied light flashed on Kolik's fist, and his fists fell on the belly of the greedy demon like a torrential rain.
Like beating a drum!
Poisonous blood sprinkled all over Kolik's head, and the strong corrosion caused green smoke to rise from Kolik's body!
But the fists that were more swift and violent than Cassius could no longer be seen clearly, and only the sound of leather being hit could be heard in a series!
In the head-on pile-driving battle, Kolik with the power of Bastin is the most powerful!
Pile-driving in every sense...
And the biggest mistake of the greedy demon was to find Kolik because of fear of Cassius!
…
There was no obstacle in front of Madoc, and he came to Bul-Kathos in a few jumps!
Then he stopped!
The tragic aura on Bul-Kathos reminded him of the time when he faced Baal and Mephisto alone.
Even though Baal had fallen to the ground at this time, it seemed that he had little chance of survival.
Madoc felt the danger, and the source of the danger was not Baal on the ground, but the ferocious Bul-Kathos!
"Bul-Kathos."
Madoc glanced at Tyrael, who was trembling, and walked towards Bul-Kathos without hesitation!
He knew very well that Bul-Kathos would not lose his mind.
This guy could only show suppressed emotions except for a little bit of happiness.
Anger was the only emotion he could show without hindrance, and everything else was weakened when the soul was divided!
For this reason, Bul-Kathos rarely confided anything, so Madoc, a slightly nagging guy, had the best relationship with Bul-Kathos.
"Bul-Kathos, look at me~"
Leah said this, and the Sky Hammer Original Sin on her waist emerged, emitting power bit by bit.
Leah had no other people in her eyes, she was just constantly influencing Bul-Kathos mentally.
Bul-Kathos is constantly suppressing his inner need for completeness, and oppressing Andariel's will little by little!
This kind of battle of wills has always been a tug-of-war.
Anger will affect judgment.
Bul-Kathos is also suppressing the anger caused by Leah.
"Bul-Kathos! Unfold the Dark Soul Stone! I want to go in!"
Maddock walked in front of Bul-Kathos, staring at Bul-Kathos's distorted face.
His tone was very serious. He would make some harmless jokes on serious matters, but now he didn't need to show off his sense of humor.
At this time, Bul-Kathos's affairs are the most important!
"Get out!"
Bul-Kathos squeezed out these two words from his teeth, and the anger on his body suddenly rose from the front!
He wanted to block the contact between Maddock and him!
The anger being vented would calm his emotions a little.
But when the anger is used, it will continue to rise!
Sacrifice will not appear again!
At least before Bul-Kathos sacrifices, no one will sacrifice again!
This is Bul-Kathos's belief!
He knew very well what Maddock wanted to do! But he would not allow it!
Maddock stretched out his arm behind him and passed through the flames of Bul-Kathos's body. One arm was charred in the blink of an eye!
Then the palm that was like charcoal pinched Bul-Kathos's neck heavily, pulling his body out of the actual anger!
Maddock began to be furious!
Help between friends does not need a reason!
It is also your responsibility to persuade friends!
"Bul-Kathos! I say! I! Want! To! Go! In!"
Maddock roared with his mouth wide open!
The foreheads of the two barbarians collided with each other, making a dull sound!
Maddock is interpreting his determination!
Bul-Kathos grabbed Maddock's hair and threw him far away!
"I say! Get out!!!"
The anger on Bul-Kathos' body instantly connected to the holy mountain under his feet and the magic box in the sky!
Two layers of light shields directly trapped him and Leah behind him in a space where even the picture could not be transmitted!
This is Bul-Kathos's battle!
There is no need for Madok to pay the price!
This is Kanai's will!
It is also the belief inherited by Volusk!
"Roar!"
Madok roared miserably, as hysterical and angry as a tiger whose tail was stepped on!
A pair of eyeballs bulged out, and the legend in his hand emitted a reddish-brown light like dried blood!
His body was ready to charge!
He would not hesitate to launch an attack, and he would let Bul-Kathos understand that he did not have to face everything alone!
"Madoc, respect Bul-Kathos's choice!"
Tyrael finally stopped from trembling helplessly!
He said with a little helplessness.
He glanced at Baal who was severely injured by Kanai, and realized that this gamble would have ended if there were no other accidents.
But now his body and power are locked in the burning hell.
To hand in the gambling money, either Bul-Kathos had to go in personally, or he and Baal reached an agreement and left together.
Both were impossible. It was just that Tyrael in the "secret realm" didn't know this yet.
Tyrael took a few steps forward and stood beside Maddock.
There was a hint of helplessness and consolation in his tone.
"Shut up! Archangel!"
Maddock angrily slammed the axe in his hand on Tyrael's head!
At this moment, Tyrael fell into a dizzy state!
Tyrael had never expected Maddock to attack her!
And it was an attack with legendary power!
You know, even when facing those big demons, Maddock rarely used this legendary power!
This was the legendary power brought by Maddock's sadness!
Maddock turned his head and glanced at Johanna, then rushed towards Baal on the ground!
Maddock liked those more convenient ways to solve problems.
He couldn't let Baal be severely injured without any chance to fight back like Kanai did.
But now! The "referee" left the field!
Madoc had made a lot of preparations!
Bul-Kathos's refusal was not unexpected.
He still felt sorry for the result! After all, this was the best approach!
The situation has changed a little now!
As long as Johanna helps a little, this battle will be over!
Even if Tyrael knew what happened in this short period of time, he couldn't deny it without seeing it with his own eyes!
Johanna received Maddock's hint, but she didn't intervene!
This is a fight between barbarians!
She won't do anything to anger or hurt Bul-Kathos!
Johanna's beliefs are somewhat stubborn and ridiculous.
She will even do something that seems pedantic.
But this time it's not because of her beliefs, but because Bul-Kathos won't like this approach.
Even if Bul-Kathos won't keep nagging about what has happened, Johanna is still unwilling to do so.
"Pooh!"
Madoc has already hit Baal!
The axe in his hand was used as a spear to pierce Baal's body! From the wound left by Kanai!
Madoc is not in a hurry!
The battle has just begun!
"Madoc, I remember you!"
Baal's weak voice sounded, and a sturdy arm grabbed Madoc's head!
In the secret realm of the Holy Mountain Gate, the three ancestors alone were not the opponents of a weak Azmodan phantom.
At this time, facing a Baal who had devoured Mephisto, he was far behind!
Even if Baal was seriously injured, it was not something that Madoc could shake!
"Baal, you remember the dizziness I brought!"
Madoc swung the battle axe again, and this time he used the legendary power on Baal!
Waves of waves spread, and Baal's body suddenly stopped in place!
The involvement in the battle is the most powerful power of Madoc, the pioneer among the three ancestors!
Dizziness!
Dizziness from time to time!
This is enough to make the enemy who has the upper hand fall into death in an instant!
"I have seen the process of the battle with you! I know I will die in that battle!"
Madoc knew that Baal could no longer hear him at this time, but he kept talking!
Although he is a chatterbox, he won't disrupt his fighting rhythm because of his chattering!
"But I also saw the opportunity to win! I just didn't choose it!"
Madoc's figure flashed! Appeared beside Tyrael!
This is his real goal!
The moment Johanna didn't seize the opportunity to attack, Maddock had already changed his goal!
The arm that had turned into charcoal tightly grabbed Tyrael's light wings!
"Just send Tyrael back to heaven!
Then you will be chopped into pieces by Bul-Kathos before you complete the corruption of the World Stone!"
Madoc said in a cold tone.
At that time, he trusted the Archangel of Justice!
But now he only trusts justice!
Archangels are a group of things that always disappoint barbarians!
The three ancestors' trust in the Archangels has been exhausted!
"Kanai is the last person to sacrifice!"
Madoc spit a mouthful of saliva mixed with blood on Tyrael's face!
"But this thing is not a human!"
Madoc's hand suddenly exerted force!
The charcoal-like hand made a sound of being overwhelmed!
But with the power of Maddock, Tyrael's shoulder cap connected to the angel's wing was pulled down abruptly!
Half of the light wing fell to the ground, turned into a blue light and merged into the holy mountain under his feet!
Then Maddock's arm finally fell off!
Facing the archangel, Maddock also wanted to hit them hard!
This anger towards the archangel was deeply engraved in the hearts of every barbarian who experienced this battle!
"Tyrael?"
Johanna's voice sounded with astonishment!
Even she didn't expect Maddock to choose to do such a thing!
Tyrael's hood slipped off little by little!
Tyrael, who lost half of the angel symbol, revealed the face that made her feel familiar!
Just the next moment, Tyrael woke up!
"It's really surprising."
Tyrael finally woke up from his coma! Looking at the half of his light wing that was pulled off, the black face said with some astonishment!
Then he reached out and put the hood back on his head.
This time, it was no longer pitch black under the hood!
Half of the light wings stretched out behind Tyrael, and then slowly curled up!
The fallen light wings had disappeared, and completely became the power controlled by the Holy Mountain!
The part of the power absorbed by the Holy Mountain was flowing rapidly under the ground!
Then it appeared on Rorschach's back!
Rorschach is qualified to take over the trial!
The power in Tyrael's consciousness was deprived, which was enough to awaken Rorschach's previously shaken justice!
As long as Bul-Kathos performed the ceremony, he would truly become the Immortal King!
Madoc had foreseen this ending long ago!
Although he didn't know the specific reason, he knew very well that the Holy Mountain under his feet had a will!
It was like the will of a pure barbarian!
"Madoc, as a prophet, you should understand what your actions represent."
Tyrael looked at Madoc in front of him and said leisurely.
Tyrael was not angry about what happened to this body.
This is just an incarnation of consciousness, although it also represents the power essence of the Archangel of Justice.
"I am dead, no longer a prophet who guides the barbarians. So my actions only represent myself!"
Madoc pushed Tyrael, then dug a bottle of strong liquor from the ground where Tyrael was standing and poured it into his mouth.
It was as if all the previous attacks had not happened, or that Maddock thought those things were no longer important.
"Can you bear the hostility of the High Heaven alone?"
Tyrael glanced at Maddock, and now Maddock has become very strange.
Tyrael seemed to get to know him again, with scrutiny in his eyes.
The High Heaven has come to this world, and those who hurt the Archangel will get a certain degree of feedback.
This is what the High Heaven and the protective power of the Burning Hell want to take care of.
Especially now that the High Heaven is supported by Tyrael's long sword, the Holy Feather Glory!
"Bul-Katho protects me."
Madoc said casually, and then threw the remaining half bottle into Tyrael's arms.
Tyrael did not refuse, and directly picked up the bottle and poured it into his mouth.
This "divine punishment" will not be disturbed by the will of the archangel, and it will fall after all.
If Maddock was still alive, this kind of damage would not be a big deal.
But now he is dead and his strength has weakened a lot.
"I am looking forward to the birth of the Immortal King."
Tyrael's voice came from his body, and his mouth was still busy drinking.
Tyrael, who once acted as a human, still felt nostalgic for humans.
If he could still be a human, he would not eat up all the food for the day in one meal.
This world is much more kind and colorful than the original world.
"When the time comes, you will go to accompany Imprus!"
As Maddock spoke, his body broke apart little by little.
After losing the entity used for fighting, he appeared in the eyes of everyone in the form of a soul.
Of course, there is a price to pay for hurting an archangel.
But this price is nothing to Maddock.
What does the disintegration of the body matter?
He was already a dead man.
But Maddock still seemed to have some regrets.
The current approach was just the worst outcome in his plan.
If he could enter the dark soul stone, as long as his soul could hold on until the supplement transformed by Kanai arrived, Kanai's consciousness could be preserved.
And he would only suffer some damage to his origin at most.
If Johanna chose to attack Baal with him when Tyrael was dizzy, then this battle would be over.
Even if it would seem a bit anticlimactic, victory is the best news.
No matter how warlike the ancestors are, they will not vent their anger on him because they cannot relive this tragic battle.
This is a battle that the ancestors do not want to remember again.
Now, Bul-Kathos's pressure has decreased.
It's a pity that Maddock did not know about Volusk's sacrifice.
He thought Volusk would be able to help Bul-Kathos complete his succession as soon as before.
But now, before Bul-Kathos is sure to end everything, he will not awaken Volusk's soul.
Because once that was done, the countdown to Volusk's disappearance would begin.
But now it was enough!
The power of Tyrael's consciousness awakened Rorschach's fighting spirit.
As long as it was needed again, Bul-Kathos would immediately inherit the responsibility of the Immortal King!
This was already the best result.
…
Just as Talek kept waving the Certificate of Shame in his hand to wipe out demons from this world, waves of noise came from the central square!
The battle between Cassius and Orlak was about to come to an end!
A battle that determined the will of the Great Bear Tribe, a battle to bid farewell to the great elder Kanai.
"Orlak! The dead should protect the living!"
Cassius's carefully tied braided beard was tightly grasped in Orlak's hand!
The skin on his chin was pulled, and waves of pain were transmitted to Cassius.
Even though he had used Ignore Pain, his will would not be shaken in the battle.
"Then what did you protect!"
Orak dragged Cassius in front of him, and after the roar ended, he bit Cassius' nose!
The arm holding the Ares Blade had all the bones broken by Cassius's fist! So he could only attack in this way!
"I protected my dignity!"
Cassius shouted angrily!
The hand holding the molten slag had fallen to the ground, staining the ground red.
The other intact hand curled up and stabbed Orak's abdomen heavily!
With a crisp sound, Cassius's fist pushed upward from Orak's abdomen and hit Orak's jaw heavily!
Both sides were injured!
Cassius lost an arm under the Ares Blade, and Orak's sternum was shattered by Cassius's punch!
"Everything in the past represents steady progress, Cassius! Experience means no mistakes! Innovation means new problems will be experienced!"
Olak's body still stood in the same place, but he had loosened his mouth and spit Cassius' nose on the ground.
The teeth that were once white were now covered with blood, looking particularly scary.
"Tsk! But the unchanging means the end, your experience will only lead to your end!"
Cassius's voice was a little strange when he spoke because he lost his nose.
The one-armed Cassius walked forward a few steps and stood in front of Orlak.
He raised his only remaining arm high and twisted his body backwards, like a wound spring, tightening his body.
"Do you know how to respect experience? Do you know what experience can bring? Experience is the most precious wealth exchanged for countless blood and lives!"
Olak hooked up the God of War Blade in his broken hand with his foot, and then grabbed it with his intact arm.
Even in the most dangerous moments, Orak never let go of his weapon in battle!
With the blade slanted in front of him, he was ready to continue fighting!
It didn't matter to Orak that he lost an arm that could move freely.
There would be no need to adjust to a new center of gravity.
Because all of this existed in his experience!
Broken arm!
Broken leg!
fracture!
Losing the muscles that release power!
After turning the tide countless times, Orak has experience that other barbarians cannot match!
Various conditions, various injuries!
Orak knows all about how to fight!
"With the power of experience, there is no difference between me now and my peak!"
Orak said while glaring at the one-armed Cassius in front of him.
Although he was a little breathless when speaking because of the broken sternum.
"Has your experience taught you that it's best to shut up after losing your sternum!"
Cassius's voice came together with his cannonball-like fists!
The face of the fist carries strong winds and sparks!
Cassius is undefeated!
He died from serious injuries caused by ignoring pain and not realizing the extent of his injuries!
The only two undefeated barbarians on the sacred mountain of Harrogath!
The other one is Bulkesso!
His fist hit the blade of the God of War blade hard!
The fist was split into two pieces in front of the sharp blade!
But the blade did not split Cassius's arm with force. Instead, it was stuck tightly in the fist, and hit Orak's face with huge force!
"coax!"
Orac's body flew out heavily, and for the only time in his life, the God of War let the God of War's blade escape from his hand!
The God of War's Blade was firmly stuck in Cassius's fist!
Blood dripped down the blade and fell to the ground!
"God of War, in your experience, no one has ever attacked you like this! Experience will solidify you!"
Cassius strode forward.
The God of War Blade in my hand is still stuck there!
"I have already thought about how to fight after losing my weapons! But this is the first time I have the opportunity to put my ideas into practice!"
Orak stood up with some difficulty and shook his head.
The height difference between Cassius and him caused the previous punch to hit his jaw.
Dizziness also ensues.
"The experience you are so proud of has become obsolete! God of War!"
Cassius let out a sharp scream and ran forward quickly!
With every step of running, a large amount of blood will spurt out from the wound on the broken arm!
Cassius is indifferent to this!
After being completely activated regardless of pain, fighting is all Cassius has!
Injuries, death, and weakness are all the culprits that lead to the decline in fighting spirit!
Cassius will not let these things affect him!
"Your courage will only lead to death!"
Cassius's body curled up, protecting his chest under his broad back.
Orak, who lowered his figure, seemed to have shrunk into a ball of hair, and appeared in front of Cassius in the blink of an eye!
At this time, a hellworm finally climbed up the towering city wall!
The war drums sound!
The hand-to-hand fighting finally begins!
"Shut up! Old guy!"
Cassius' roar instantly overwhelmed the sound of the war drums!
A fist with a heavy weapon sank into Orak's chest!
When Orak curled up to attack, Cassius used more exquisite skills to occupy a lower position!
Orak's body is still too big!
Great uppercut!
One-arm sank deeply into Orak's body!
Then he poked his head out from behind Orak!
But there is no shadow of the God of War Blade on the protruding fist!
"Young man, although I have never told you, you should know! Only I can use my weapons."
Orak's voice sounded slowly.
It's just that the blood that keeps pouring from the internal organs makes it very difficult to say this sentence.
A head with half a shoulder raised high, and then fell heavily to the ground!
"Orak, I'm alive!"
Cassius said with difficulty.
This body has come to an end!
Both men were alive, at least for the moment.
But they all lost the strength to continue fighting at this time.
"I know, but we died someday in the past."
Orak hung the God of War's Blade back on his waist.
Then he frowned and gently pushed the still standing half of Cassius's body away.
The fist made a "wave" sound and was pulled away from Orak's strong body.
Broken bones, shattered hearts and lungs flowed out of the wound!
Orak's expression did not change at all, as if the wound did not appear on his body.
"I'm not dead yet! I'm Cassius, the immortal Cassius!"
The upper half of Cassius's body kept chanting.
Orak frowned and shook his head hard.
Cassius's thoughts gave him a headache.
Cassius believed that he was still alive until the moment of his death.
After ignoring the pain and being turned into his own strength by this barbarian, this guy seemed to have burned out his brain.
"Immortal Cassius, you win this time."
Orak said the last words of this body with a hint of weakness in his tone.
His huge body fell to the ground, making a somewhat heroic muffled sound.
Then he stopped breathing!
The flesh and blood on this body peeled off little by little, and Orak appeared in the eyes of everyone as a soul.
Orak is out first!
This battle has nothing to do with Orak.
"I am immortal! Undefeated! I seize the future!"
Cassius's voice is getting louder and louder!
But that half of the body also stopped breathing at this moment!
The flesh and blood melted little by little, and Cassius also appeared in the form of a soul.
But he was still lying on the ground.
"Old guy, go and defend your people! This is my order! The strongest leader of the Big Bear Tribe!"
Cassius roared loudly, with pride in his tone.
Of course he should be proud! He should be proud of his victory over the barbarian Orak!
Now he is the most powerful chief of the Big Bear Tribe!
Then Cassius was grabbed by the back of the neck by Kotur who suddenly appeared.
"God of War, every clan member is worth cherishing. Whether they are warriors or weaklings who are unable to fight."
Kurtul said this.
He was the chief of the Big Bear Tribe before Cassius, but he had never attached much importance to the chief's position.
If it weren't for the fact that the Big Bear tribe had no other choice besides him, he would have preferred to be a simple herdsman.
He lives with cattle and sheep every day, and even wrestles with cattle when he has time.
Kotul is neither smart nor stupid.
But the adjectives "upright and honest" have been with him almost all his life.
"I will take Jessica away from here when she is unable to fight."
Orak said calmly.
This may be the only time he gives in.
"It's just that if that idiot Luke wants to marry the daughter of the Big Bear Tribe, he'd better come up with enough trophies!"
Orak turned and left with some annoyance!
The battle of ideas has been decided!
"Cassius, what do we do according to tradition?"
Kotur asked dully, Cassius in his hand.
Cassius took a long breath and rolled his eyes:
"When barbarians from other tribes wanted to marry women from our tribe, they had to compete with the strongest barbarian in the tribe. If they won, they would pass."
Cassius said this.
Kotur frowned and said:
"But now, Jessica is the only living savage in the Big Bear tribe."
"Then count all the ancestors. If he can't prove that his power can protect our people better than us, then let him get out!"
Cassius said with bared teeth and claws.
Then he kicked Koutul's calf several times.
The look of being lifted up in mid-air was a bit humiliating, and Cassius wanted to make Kotur let go.
"Oh, then I know."
Kotur rubbed his forehead and walked thoughtfully towards the team that was about to set off.
It's time for the vanguard to set off.
Olongus couldn't wait any longer.
Power of the Earth, Blade of the Tribe, Wrath of the Hidden Peak. A whole set of equipment was on him.
Orlongus can't wait to give Baal a finishing blow with the ancient spear and boulder throw or the less good Earth-shattering slash!