$349 Warrior's Faith (9,000-Word Chapter)

A huge roar!

The explosion that had been arranged long ago finally occurred where Baal was.

The ground began to dissolve little by little, under the huge force!

The rules in Hellboy's body were constantly colliding, and the shells made by several barbarians who abandoned their bodies turned into firecracker shells under the huge force.

The roar at this time did not stop for a moment, like a continuous thunder!

In this process, no one could maintain the original attitude to face this destined explosion!

Raiko stood in front of the corpse of the crusher, raised her head and looked at the origin of the explosion with an inquiring look.

She knew very well that everything that followed was Burkess's business.

"What can I change while I am alive? Or can I change nothing?"

Raiko's face was covered with a layer of haze.

The shock wave of the explosion was restricted in direction because of Quarkek's rest.

But even if there were some changes, in the face of the huge force that broke through the restrictions, this holy mountain and city would eventually turn into ruins.

"The power of destiny? It's really curious."

Zoltun Kule had appeared beside Raiko without knowing when.

His eyes looked at the corpse of the millstone on the ground intentionally or unintentionally.

"Get lost!"

Raiko uttered this word coldly.

The power in her body boiled again.

Those who knew what the barbarians had lost in this so-called "secret realm" would definitely not be in a good mood.

Kanai's sacrifice, Volusk's sacrifice!

These are full of regrets!

Even though Raiko had always been somewhat incompatible with Volusk, her heart was still filled with deep respect for the Immortal King!

Even though Volusk was timid and needed the most arrogant way to cover these things, everything he did was seen by Raiko.

"You always hate me, don't I deserve your respect more than that cowardly guy Volusk?"

Zoltun Kule was a little dissatisfied.

Who knows what he wants to get from Raiko.

He didn't seem like a guy who did unnecessary things. His words were always full of profound and implicit reminders.

"You?"

Leiko looked at Zoltun Kule with the most contemptuous eyes she could show.

With her arms in front of her, the legendary suit on her body began to combine with her own spirit to show a powerful force.

"Noble people are always for others. Have you never had your own desires?"

Zoltun Kule picked his nails. God knows what kind of dirt will appear in the nails of a soul.

Maybe he just showed his carelessness.

"I want you! Get out!"

Leiko's voice was almost a roar.

The anger turned into the shadow of a bull behind her.

This time, a weapon finally appeared in Leiko's hand!

Flesh Ripper!

An axe without any skill blessing!

Just hard enough!

Not even sharp!

"Meat Ripper? Was it your hunting toy?"

Zoltun Kule floated in front of Reiko, stretched out his head, and put his face on the cold axe blade.

It was as if he was not worried at all that Reiko would swing the axe and chop off his head, just like chopping off the head of the prey.

"I remember that at that time, you carried this axe on your shoulder, and the axe was hung on the head of the beast."

Zoltun Kule chattered.

Reiko's face became uglier and uglier!

The impact of the huge explosion has come to them!

The buildings are disappearing little by little, revealing the bare surface of the holy mountain that was once covered with snow!

Except for those ancestors who still have things to do, the souls of the other ancestors have left.

Zoltun Kule used his endless mana to prop up a simple shield to block the impact a little.

He still wanted to hear something from Reiko!

"Do you want to know, destiny?"

Reiko enlarged the meat ripper a little and carried it on her shoulder.

The angry bull behind him had begun to toss the soil on the ground restlessly.

The bull's head was lowered, and the two horns that were not full of sword marks were still standing!

"Of course, the only believer of fate, or the toy of fate!"

Zoltun Kule finally showed his strength!

The magic power gathered to form an image of himself behind him, confronting the strong bull!

The power displayed by Zoltun Kule in the form of soul alone was enough to match the resurrected Lei Ko!

"Are you ready to watch everything happen without any way? No! You won't! You will only keep fighting, and then wail when fate comes!

At that time, you will only keep complaining!

Complain that the archangels restricted the Nephalem! Complain that the devil of hell suppressed the Nephalem!

Complain that the world has never treated the Nephalem fairly!

Zoltun Kule, you have never been free and easy for a moment, and you have never let go of anything!

Do you really know what your goal is!?"

Lei Ko's spirit was inspiring, and her body slowly lowered her center of gravity!

Attacking posture.

Raiko doesn't believe she will lose to Zortun Kule!

Even if she loses, she can accept it calmly!

The result is the end of one thing!

Destiny told Leiko the result countless times in advance.

And in her attempt to resist, Leiko has also understood what it means to live calmly!

"Then come! See if the glory of the bull you believe in can defeat 'me'!"

There is still no sense of crisis on Jordan Kule's face!

Leiko's anger took the form of a bull!

That's because there is an inseparable connection between Leiko's life and the bull!

Whether it’s Joe Ritz or Kanuk!

Even the ordinary workers in the Bull tribe!

Leiko has her own ideas about the Bull Tribe and the Barbarians!

And Jotun Kule has never believed in any other existence since ancient times!

He only believes in himself!

Even if he shows his power, he will not construct anything else.

That will only be "self"!

"Moo Ang!"

The shadow behind Leiko solidified!

The huge cow's hooves made a huge noise when they stepped on the ground that had already had one layer removed!

Violent collision!

The Flesh Splitter in Leiko's hand was raised high. This was the first time she had charged with this attitude!

"What about your confrontation? Where did that legend go?"

The "self" behind Jotun Kule began to release mana in front of him!

The mana turned into a sharp awl and pointed it at the bull!

No one would be foolish enough to wrestle with a barbarian, unless it was another barbarian.

But except for Bulcaisel, it is impossible for anyone to be able to defeat Leiko in a simple collision.

So Jordan Kule chose a smarter approach.

"That's the symbol of Joe Ruiz! You scumbag is not worthy of us to face it together!"

Leiko roared and rushed into Jotun Kule's arms!

The gnarled Flesh Splitter stabs into the chest of this ancient soul!

"Is this what you want? Hahaha!"

Jotun Kule spoke in mortal terms as usual, completely ignoring the feeling of his chest being pierced!

He lost in the collision of the real body, and he lost without any room for argument!

But overall, he is the winner in this battle!

The phantom of Jotun Kule used the mana cone to completely smash the phantom of the bull into pieces!

In a spirited battle, this heroic mage shattered Leiko's glory!

"You were born in the Bull Tribe, but the Bull Tribe has never been yours alone! It's better to take out that weapon and confront it now!"

Jotun Kule's tone suddenly returned to calmness, as if his curiosity had been satisfied at this time!

"Joriz has lost all his glory."

"Short-sighted! Do you want to hear these words from me again!?"

There was a little bit of perseverance on Jordan Kule's face.

Confrontation is not a legend created by Joe Rizzi, he just got the approval of this legend!

"Those who have this thing are invincible!"

This is the inscription engraved on the confrontation handle!

But as a "warrior", Joriz relied on this legendary power to become a strong man.

But in the end he was defeated and died.

He was filled with indignation at Leiko's approach of equating the confrontation with Joriz!

Huge mana fluctuations swept through Zortun Kule's body, knocking Leiko over hard to the ground!

The huge Flesh Splitter hung on his chest, and there was no trace of pain on his face!

"I said, you can never represent the Bull. Reiko, when did you live for yourself? When you freed Jorretz? Or when you killed Vader?"

Jotun Kule kept attacking Leiko's mind, just like those hell demons always did.

If you waver, you will become weak. Not every barbarian can completely distinguish between emotions and combat like Bulkeso.

That's a sequelae, not a common problem!

"She can!"

A sudden battle cry!

Kanuk's figure appeared not far away!

In the aftermath of the explosion, Kanuk's body was like a peeled potato, spreading "excess burdens" on the ground layer by layer!

The arm was broken in the explosion and fell to the ground!

Canuck didn't stop!

His head rested diagonally on his shoulder, and his legs kept alternating rapidly amidst the impact of losing his arms to maintain his center of gravity!

The target is Jotun Kule, who has the upper hand in the battle!

"Hahaha! What a joke!"

Jotun Kule laughed and did not stop Kanuk in the slightest!

In his eyes, Kanuk's body was not strong enough for him to rush in front of him!

This explosion is quite powerful!

"roar!"

As Kanuk continued to rush forward, his legs became as thin as reed sticks in an instant!

In the shock wave, his legs immediately lost all flesh and blood. At this time, he could only see a pair of bones intertwined at an astonishing speed!

The next moment, Kanuk's head and shoulders hit Jotun Kule's chest hard!

Although this legendary barbarian, who was called the chief, did not smash his body into pieces like the one he hit Azmodan in the stomach, he was completely smashed into Jotun Kule's body, which was not strong at all. above.

But Canuck can also keep his bones!

"I told you, your jokes are pretty good!"

Jotun Kule looked at Kanuk, who only had bones left in front of him, and laughed.

The impact was not powerful enough to shake his body.

It just caused a brief turbulence in the magic power wrapped around him!

But just as he laughed at Kanuk, the phantom of the bull gathered together again!

Reiko couldn't represent the entire Bull Tribe!

But Kanuk could!

All titles were not obtained simply by their own propaganda!

Kanuk was called the chief by his tribe, because in the hearts of the barbarians of the Bull Tribe, Kanuk was the eternal chief!

Even if Kanuk was just following Reiko's footsteps and moving forward!

In the field outside of battle!

What Reiko could do, Kanuk could do too!

What Reiko couldn't do, Kanuk could do even better!

Kanuk even treated the offspring of Reiko and Jorez as his own, and was willing to give everything he had to the tribe!

Kanuk was the only one who represented the will of the Bull Tribe!

"Moo!"

The phantom of the bull stomped on the ground with both feet again, and a hideous piece of armor was put on the bull's head!

Evil-repelling shoulder armor!

The legend created by Kanuk himself!

The bull charged!

Aiming at Kanuk who was facing it with his back!

This is the will of a brave man who implemented it with his soul!

"In the name of the bull! The glory of Reko is my oath!"

Kanuk roared loudly next to Zoltun Kule's ear, interfering with Zoltun Kule's judgment.

Such a sound completely blocked Zoltun Kule's hearing!

His close body completely blocked Zoltun Kule's sight!

Even the mana wrapped around him was shaken by the tragic spirit of Kanuk!

"Asshole! Reko told you to get out!"

Kanuk bit Zoltun Kule's nose!

The bull hit Kanuk's back heavily!

This blow finally made Zoltun Kule feel the determination of the Bull Tribe!

"The bull represents the power of never retreating!

Zoltun Kule, what you want to know should be sought from the stag!"

Leiko grabbed Zoltun Kule's ankle and slammed his body to the ground!

An elbow covered with solid armor hit Zoltun Kule's mouth directly.

"I have wanted to knock out all your teeth for a long time."

Leiko grabbed Canuk's body and threw the barbarian who did not choose to retreat in the explosion out of the "secret realm".

Then she pulled out a sharp long-handled weapon from her backpack!

Confrontation!

A legend that can increase the power of the collision five times, a power that even Leiko would not use easily!

"By the way, it is true that Jorez is not the creator of confrontation. But confrontation chose Jorez, and this is fate."

Leiko said as if to solve a puzzle.

Although she was a little concerned about the previous defeat, she was always the one who looked at it the most open-mindedly.

This is also good.

The confrontation was pierced heavily through Zoltun Kule's chest, and the meat axe nailed the ancient soul of this mortal to the ground!

"You shouldn't have appeared. Wouldn't it be better to disappear in a certain period of time in the 'past'? Zoltun Kule?"

When Leiko said this, there was a little desolation.

"Is this the answer to fate?"

Zoltun Kule still smiled and said to Leiko in front of him.

He felt that he was about to hear the truth!

"Fate can still be changed before it is spoken."

Leiko said this and looked at Zoltun Kule deeply.

She would not say more.

What she saw could not be said, and even the implicit hints would have unknown consequences.

Those who believe in fate can only become toys of fate.

Those who know fate can only become the object of teasing.

Leiko will only bear these things alone.

Just like Volusk took those things alone.

"Hahaha! It seems that I did it!"

Zoltun Kule had a smile on his face.

His eyes flickered.

Looking at the two legendary swords that pierced his chest, he closed his eyes and disappeared on the spot!

Zoltun Kule chose to withdraw!

"Bulkeso, can you find what you want here?"

Leiko muttered, and her body flashed away.

She would be the last person to leave here except Bulkeso.

She had to ensure that the new recruits and new friends could leave this place.

...

"Ancestor Orak."

Jessica looked at the tall figure in front of her, and couldn't help but clench the axe in her hand.

Luke had been sent back.

In order to protect her, a warrior who was not strong enough, Luke fought bravely.

Facing a large group of demons that far exceeded his strength, Luke showed heroic spirit.

He defeated the strong with the weak, and killed the demon with superb fighting methods and his own wisdom.

But then he was sent out of this place by the ancestors.

"Jessica, I still can't recognize your qualifications as a warrior."

Orak glanced at the surrounding environment and said a little stiffly.

He used the strength in this body to slightly resist the shock wave of the explosion.

The city wall was collapsing at this time.

"Then what do you think I am suitable for? Staying at home in a daze, waiting for my lover's return or his death?"

Jessica had a smile on her face.

When she said "lover", Jessica showed the emotion of happiness.

"You can choose a stable life without thinking about becoming a hero. Because your determination and will are not enough to support you in this way."

Orak's burly body was shaking.

He was already out during the battle with Cassius.

Without the entity temporarily provided by the Holy Mountain, using the power of the soul to resist the explosion is definitely not a good choice.

But Orak did it anyway.

"Are heroes born heroes? I think even the ancestor Orak was not called the God of War from the beginning, right?"

Jessica said this.

Then he grabbed Orak's hand with some worry.

The turmoil of the soul is evident enough.

Jessica saw it very clearly.

Orak recalled his past for a moment, and then let out a long breath.

"I was a strong enough warrior from the beginning. I was ready to die at any time from the beginning."

Orak glanced at Jessica's eyes, hesitated for a moment and continued:

"Your faith is too thin, and your faith is too selfish. You cannot be a hero."

Orak's words were very cruel, like a sharp dagger piercing Jessica's body.

"Beliefs can change, ancestor!"

Jessica defended anxiously.

"I know, but I know even better that most of those guys who changed their beliefs have joined the command of the Demon King of Hell!

Jessica, your faith is not strong enough! It's like a reason or an excuse! "

Orak looked at the ruins around him, and then drew out his God of War Blade!

"Can you pull out this knife?"

Orak said, throwing the God of War's Blade far away!

This one-handed heavy weapon fell to the ground, and in the seemingly endless shock wave, it fell bit by bit deep into the ground!

"are you serious?"

Jessica said this.

Then he turned around and was about to leave the small protected area provided by Orak!

Orak didn't stop.

Even with Jessica's physical fitness, she would be destroyed by the shock wave the moment she left this circle!

If Jessica was just testing Orak's approach, Orak would not let Jessica die.

But he will not give this young man who is full of scheming and does not realize his faith and courage any chance to become a warrior.

Perhaps ordinary people will be powerless when faced with disasters.

But soldiers are the first to die in disasters.

Jessica's body didn't pause at all, and she stretched out her legs outside the protective shield without any worries!

Just after leaving this protected area, the foot began to disintegrate from the outstretched toe!

Orak still didn't speak, just watched quietly.

"Ancestor Orak, I am very happy to be able to become a cub."

Jessica's foot paused for a moment, and the extended part had completely disappeared.

She turned around and smiled at Orak.

"I know very well whether my belief is false! I also know whether I am full of sin. But I still want a chance!"

Jessica fell directly towards the outside, and her other foot hit the ground in an instant.

She didn't dissipate!

Orak took a step in this direction.

"Only a person with a conscience would be guilty of a mistake. Your beliefs are not fit for battle."

Orak said this.

It's just that his body has become a little lighter.

Jessica stretched out her hand, as if trying to catch Orak's flying messy hair.

But she still chose to turn around and continue moving in the direction of the God of War's Blade!

She stepped out again!

This time, the toe of her intact foot was also disintegrated.

The wound quickly splattered with blood uncontrollably!

But in the end, he stepped on the ground smoothly.

Orak's meaning was very clear. Jessica would lose part of her body before she took a step forward.

In the midst of such repeated torture, can a person carry out his or her beliefs?

Implementing beliefs is never something that can be done in a flash of enthusiasm. It will be constantly hurt and blocked.

Only by truly realizing these can we make it to the end of our faith choices.

The smile disappeared from Jessica's face.

She turned her head numbly and glanced at Orak.

Orak still looked cold!

"Stop it, Ancestor Orak!"

It was very difficult for Jessica to say this, as if she was carrying a heavy burden.

Orak walked up expressionlessly, ready to throw Jessica out of this "secret realm".

[Sure enough, becoming a warrior is not a good path for her. 】

Orak thought so.

The strength began to be withdrawn little by little.

The protective shield is shrinking.

At this moment, Jessica slammed into the location of the God of War's Blade, the moment Orak regained his power!

"Ancestor, my belief is firm! But I can no longer let others pay the price for me! This is also my belief!"

Jessica’s hair turned into fly ash in an instant!

Her scalp exposed her skull in an instant!

But she didn't die completely after all!

"Kindness is a precious quality, don't you think? Orak?"

Leiko stood at a high place not far away, and the power on her body opened a more powerful protective shield.

She also protected Orak's soul inside.

"Leiko, I cannot thank you enough. It is noble for a warrior to die in order to carry out his beliefs."

Orak said this.

The figure left the "secret realm" in a flash.

But he has recognized Jessica's qualifications as a warrior.

Leiko smiled with a smile on her face, her expression not very pretty.

She thought of Joe Ritz.

"Why is sublimity always equated with sacrifice? Little Bear, what do you think?"

Leiko gently asked the confused Jessica and said this.

"I don't know, but Ancestor Leiko, I want to pick up that God of War Blade!"

Jessica looked at the God of War's Blade, which was not far away, and it was shining with the light of legend!

In that light, the aura belonging to Orak is constantly churning!

Wild and violent!

That kind of anger full of fighting spirit made Jessica feel a little bit of Orak's thoughts.

"Really? Let's go then."

Leiko smiled.

Jessica was probably the first little one to get a prize.

Maybe there is Orac's mentality of protecting the calf, but Jessica is a real warrior recognized by Orac.

Although he does not yet have the power to use the God of War's Blade, Bulcasso will give him corresponding rewards.

An imitation of the Legend is enough for Jessica to better learn Orac's fighting style.

Leiko strode behind Jessica.

Jessica walked to the edge of the legend and stretched out her arm!

Although Jessica looked very embarrassed at this time, without the scalp on her head, which made her appearance a little disgusting.

But the severe pain could not stop her will.

"Buzz!"

The moment Jessica's hand grasped the God of War's Blade, the legendary blade lost all its light and became no different from an ordinary weapon.

This is the legend created by Orak, and it will abide by Orak's will.

So Jessica already has the stamp of approval.

"Go back now. Your injury can be treated by Aunt Mara. There will be no scars."

Leiko forgot about the existence of the blood bottle.

After all, when she was alive, blood bottles had not yet become an iconic configuration.

"I will."

Jessica responded.

Leiko sent her directly out of the "secret realm".

Jessica did not plan to use the blood bottle to treat her injuries, and even planned to leave some marks on her body as a souvenir.

As for whether Luke would change because she became ugly, Jessica didn't care at all.

The worst case scenario would be to knock him unconscious and drag him away.

Barbarians like to use force to reason.

As a barbarian from the Big Bear tribe, Jessica has full confidence in her power!

…

Bulcaisel stood motionless at the origin of the explosion.

The violent shock wave hit him like a breeze, without causing any injuries.

Kanai's box in the sky has stopped all changes, and Kanai will become part of Bulcaisu here.

"Are you ready?"

Warusk's voice came, but his figure did not appear.

Now he can only stay in that dark place and silently sort out the power of the Holy Mountain, waiting for the day when he will dedicate everything to himself.

"Ready for what? Ready to be the beneficiary of any sacrifice?"

Burcasso looked at Kanai's Box with some disdain.

"Your sacrifice will not be less than ours, so what's the problem with being a beneficiary?"

Warusk was a little anxious.

"Hurry up and get ready! Hurry up and take on the responsibility of the Immortal King. You can't let me, who is locked up in the Holy Mountain, bear double the burden.

Bulcaisel, speed up! "

There was a hint of helplessness in Warusk's voice.

In a short period of time, his mood fluctuated several times.

"Were you also this verbose when you were young? I don't need you to ask me to do things. At least I am much smarter than you."

Bulcaisel stretched out his hand and grasped Kanai's Magic Box.

Just the fingers are trembling.

He used a lot of strength when holding this great magic.

"What are you waiting for? Waiting for me to say goodbye to Kanai?"

Warusk roared angrily, and then there was no more movement.

Burcasso glanced at Liz Salman behind him, feeling a little irritated.

A young man suddenly appeared, standing there with a look of despair and numbness.

Bulcaisel felt unhappy because he seemed to have lost all thought about everything outside.

Tragedies like this happen all the time in shelters!

For example, humans become the minions of the devil at a certain moment, losing their minds and killing people around them.

Or the child watched his mother kill his father and eat the flesh and blood.

These things are so common.

Demons deserve no sympathy.

And for people who give up on themselves, no matter what level of help they provide, it seems like useless efforts.

The nephalem rarely go out of their way to help others regain their faith.

That time is too long. Instead of spending time doing something that may not have any results, it would be more sincere to work harder and kill a few more demons.

At least the demon will die if he is killed.

And spending time comforting those desperate wounded soldiers may not necessarily make this person fight again.

It's not a question of who is more important, but a multiple-choice question of what to do in the same amount of time to make the greatest contribution.

"This explosion is much simpler than the one with the World Stone."

Bulkaiso said casually.

Then he sent Lizzie out of this place directly.

All the living guys in the secret realm will not die or sacrifice.

Oleg will do this well.

It is enough to sacrifice only a few people.

Bulkaiso clenched his fists.

[It would be great if only I was sacrificed. ]

He muttered like this.

Everyone who is willing to sacrifice will have such a thought.

As for those guys who clamored "Sacrifice you to benefit the world", they are sinful.

Self-sacrifice is justice and kindness, and I don't know where the guys who are generous to others get such a big face.

"Kanai, it will be difficult for us to separate in the future. I hate this feeling."

Bulkaiso muttered casually.

This is a eulogy.

"I thought you didn't need to show up before I failed completely. But why do you old guys always plan so far?

What will you leave for me?"

Bul-Kathos said, taking out the remains in Kanai's magic box.

It was a gem emitting azure light!

And a small bottle of orange-yellow liquid.

"Balance, huh?"

Bul-Kathos grabbed the azure gem and threw it into his mouth like eating beans.

Then he picked up the small bottle and poured it into his mouth.

The blue light was the spoils Kanai got when he faced Ithriel, even though the spoils went into the grave with Kanai.

All the power that Ithriel lost is here.

The great elder Kanai was extremely powerful in that era.

"It's so boring that it makes me feel sick!"

Bul-Kathos swallowed the two things into his stomach with some difficulty, with a look of disdain on his face.

"You said so, Diablo!"

As Bul-Kathos called out Diablo's name, a demon that looked a bit like the great demon of the past appeared not far away.

The source of fear!

That was the great demon created by Diablo based on himself!

He had tried to seize Leah's body to revive a long time ago.

These great demons called the source of fear are made of the blood of Adria and Modan.

Diablo had fought against Aidan's will countless times.

This blood was not wasted at all!

"Bul-Kathos, nice to meet you."

The voice of Diablo came from the mouth of the source of fear!

This kind of demon is like Diablo's signal station.

The demon of fear can use consciousness to fight these bodies at will, and then do whatever he wants!

"Diabolo, I'm happy too."

Bul-Kathos said, taking the legendary mountain-splitting axe from his waist!

"Before I really kill you, I can make your consciousness feel my anger. There is nothing better than this! Ha!"

After saying this, Bul-Kathos roared, and the mountain-splitting axe in his hand slashed at the mouth of the demon with a biting cold air!

Bul-Kathos didn't want to hear even a trace of Diablo's voice again!

This guy is unforgivable and deserves to die!

"My consciousness will not be killed in this place, so I know what you have gained. Next, wait for me to come to you! Bul-Kathos..."

The source of fear was directly smashed in the head by an axe!

It became a frozen ice sculpture in the cold wind!

Then it was crushed into pieces by Bul-Kathos's raised foot!

"Next time, you won't feel such simple pain! Bastard!"

Bul-Kathos muttered, and turned his sight to the direction of the holy mountain.

The shock wave of the explosion was about to destroy everything.

Then it was time for him to deal with those guys afterwards!

There was another guy inside who needed him to meet.

The guy who always declares victory and the end after the battle in the "secret realm"!

Bulkaiso wants to ask about the news about the thief god!