$450 Successor "Sword Master" Kahn

Obviously Hellab didn't want to hear such words from Luke at all.

There are countless warriors on this holy mountain who have explained what the saying "risk everything" means.

To put it in a nicer way, it’s called “meaningless sacrifice”!

There are too many here, both barbarians and other nephalem have seen too many times like this, but no one feels insensitive.

Because this kind of thing happened to each of them, and every connected, intimate, hated, and familiar face was faced with this "risk everything" choice at any time.

Pain is everywhere...

"Conqueror, enough! I say! Enough!"

Jessica said in the most blunt tone, stretched out her hand and grabbed Helab's wrist through the raging flames.

That sudden increase in power reminded Hailab of Orak!

"Tch! The power left by Orak in you is not for you to use to stop me at this time!

That should be in a more meaningful place, at a more dangerous moment! "

Herab said without looking back, but the hand holding Luke loosened little by little.

Jessica would not attack directly, he knew that very well.

The moment these warriors arrived at the Holy Mountain, there was no big secret left for their ancestors.

How far they can grow and what characteristics they will exhibit.

These are almost all predictable.

Although their future cannot be determined just like this, there will be no deviation in the general direction.

They have seen countless warriors grow up, and no matter how awkward a person is, there are traces of their changes.

Jessica is not the most suitable person for Orac, but she is indeed the only one among this group of warriors who may understand Orac.

"Although it is not dangerous at all on the Holy Mountain, it is very meaningful at this time! Your anger has long been integrated into your brain.

Hirab and Luke are the heirs of Madoc's ancestors. No matter what time it is, this fact cannot be changed. "

Jessica acted like she was communicating with Hailab on an equal footing, which made Luke a little uncomfortable.

Luke took control of his body with some effort, and the angry flames began to slowly blend into his body.

"Thank you," Luke first said to Herab who punished him severely, then turned his head and looked at Jessica: "Okay Jessica. Don't continue talking. No one here It’s not wrong, it’s just that it’s not strong enough.”

Luke patted the blood-stained clothes on his body and forced a smile on his face.

His gratitude to Hellab was very sincere, and Luke has changed now.

He finally understood why Bulcasso described the powerful ruler like that.

Being strong may not be correct, but if you are not strong enough, no one will be able to hear you clearly!

"You no longer need that puppet to vent, and we don't need that scum to prove ourselves. I only have one question, where should I go to enter the secret realm of my ancestors.

I need to be more determined to become stronger. "

Luke said with his eyes widened. At this time, he finally thought like a mature warrior.

"Go to Orek, he is behind the Elder's Temple."

Hailab said this, although his face was still full of anger, but his tone softened unconsciously.

He slowly took out a broken long stick, which looked a bit slender for a blunt weapon used by barbarians.

"Madoc's sadness, I don't know if this part should be called Madoc or sadness, it's yours now."

After saying that, he punched the stick on the ground.

"I'm going to call him 'Weak Luke' and write a note about the weapon in my story.

A weak warrior, when his father-like mentor finished his final journey, he chose ridiculous 'reason' and missed the mentor's final grand performance. "

Luke whispered, then grabbed the stick from the ground.

His anger no longer flashed, but the stick was like a lamp, flashing a warm light like a bonfire.

"ha!"

Luke let out a war cry, and a sound wave spread along with the vibration of the air.

Luke jumped up high, and then stepped heavily on the purple man's chest.

The legs were slightly bent and he made a standard landing motion after a jump slash.

The stick in his hand penetrated the purple man's head like a spear.

The sound of a blunt instrument penetrating the iron shell was not very pleasant, but it seemed particularly relieving at this time.

"Jessica, I will find the head of a qualified prey, and even if things don't work out, I will have a fight with the ancestor of Kotur.

It won't be long, rather, I hope it will be now. "

Luke smiled, showing off his exceptionally white teeth.

"That's best. Our integration can be done after marriage."

Jessica smiled, turned around and left directly.

The purple man was like a toad pinned to a stone by the river bed with a wooden stick, his body twitching constantly.

Death is coming, there is no torture, only death that finally does not come suddenly is accompanying him.

The last time he died, he died so quickly that he didn't even have time to feel the gradual coldness that followed the footsteps of death.

This time, it made up for his regret.

Die twice, each time a new experience.

…

"Fuck! Bastard, bastard! Madoc, you bastard!"

Kahn's figure was squeezed out bit by bit from the gate of the Holy Mountain, cursing in his mouth.

When he completely broke away from the gate of the Holy Mountain and finally stood firm, the figures of two ancestors appeared in front of him.

He did not land in front of the gate of the Holy Mountain, but appeared in this place the moment he landed.

There is only one... "den" on the holy mountain that belongs to the three ancestors.

"Talik and Korik, you don't know anything about Madoc's actions, why don't you stop that bastard!"

Kahn lost the calmness he always had as a sword master.

His relationship with Madoc was not very good, and he even felt that even if he had a chance to become a gatekeeper, that bastard Madoc would definitely jump out and ridicule him.

But he never thought that he would take over Madoc's responsibility, and that annoying guy would completely become a thing of the past.

"Why - stop it? Blow~"

Tariq blew his nose and raised his head.

There is a sculpture made by Madoc a long time ago. The sculptures of the three ancestors form a triangle.

Talik pointed to the sculptures one by one and said, "That's Maddock, this is me, and that is Korik."

Kahn looked along Talik's fingers, only to find that the sculpture said to be Madoc clearly held two long swords in his hands.

Of course he is familiar with those two swords, because the original legend is in his hands.

"Now that's Karn, Tariq and me."

Korik said obviously unhappy.

After Madoc disappeared, being able to speak in such a somewhat sad tone had already exhausted all his strength.

As his words fell, pieces of gravel began to fall from Madoc's sculptured face, and in just a blink of an eye, that face had turned into Kahn.

"Madoc has known it for a long time. We don't even know when he knew it. But the guy was prepared from the beginning and waited for this day to come."

Talik took out the Token of Shame from his backpack, with memories written on his face.

"I didn't care about this legend at that time. Kahn, although you are older than us, you have not witnessed our growth.

To be honest, that bastard Madoc gave me this legend.

He said that even the Guardian could not defeat the Battle Prophet without the legendary Talik. "

Tarik should have been filled with anger as he repeated Madoc's words.

But there were only strong memories on his face.

"It's not my shame to lose to the Battle Prophet. I didn't accept this legend at the time, of course from Madoc.

Later, in order to become stronger, I chose to challenge the Demon King of Hell.

Of course, I knew I wasn't strong enough to defeat those guys.

So I chose the weakest of the Hell Demon Lords, Belial.

Then I failed miserably. "

As he spoke, Tarik smiled mockingly to himself before continuing.

"The bastard jumped out with this legendary sword with a stupid smile on his face. Then he handed the sword directly to me.

He said, ‘This sword has witnessed your shame, shouldn’t it be in your hands? ’, I still remember his hateful face at that time.

So I launched another attack on Billie...

Then, the Witness of Shame witnessed another humiliation for me, and a victory for both of us.

After that, Madoc never defeated me again, and I became the apparently strongest among the three ancestors. "

Talik sniffed and secretly glanced at Korik on the side.

The strongest one on the surface is Guardian Talik, because Talik is the unbreakable shield among the three ancestors.

When the three ancestors fought together, they never lost.

And Tarik, who had never suffered a loss in battle, naturally became the "strongest".

"I think you are the strongest one, at least among the three of us at that time."

Korik interjected, with a dull look on his face.

Tarik rolled his eyes at him.

"In fact, the strongest among us is the fool over there. A fool who values ​​life regardless of his position. The second is Madoc, and I am the weakest in a real fight."

As Tarik spoke, he directly covered Kolik's mouth with such force that Kolik's spine even made a sound.

“I didn’t kill any life except demons, and even Korik didn’t do this.

But that's because my "power" comes from this legend, and my "weakness" is also because of it.

Bile was stronger than Madoc and I imagined. That victory at that time came too hastily.

But I was clueless, even complacent.

Madoc probably knew where all this was going, but he didn't say. Even laughing and joking without looking serious. "

Tarik continued to tell, and Kerik wanted to pry Tarik's hand off, but finally let it go.

Kahn looked at Tarik with his eyes. He didn't know what Tarik meant by what he said at this time.

“My shame comes from Belial, because of arrogance, because of arrogance!

That was the first time I realized the power of lies, and that lies and truth were only within Belial's control. Belial said, 'Everyone you will kill will be your friend, your relative, your lover. You will live your life in back pain and shame’.

This thing, whether it was a lie or a curse, was suppressed by this legend, and it was Madoc who really suppressed these things.

I no longer kill any life except demons. Because that brings no glory whatsoever. This legend has become a ‘proof of shame’.

It contains some power belonging to Bile, until I completely tamed this legend and it became my own legend with strange power.

Madoc says it's fate.

It will not be destroyed, like Madoc's sorrow. As long as we exist, these legends will be back in our hands.

Kahn, you have become the gatekeeper, which means that Madoc has already seen some clues.

Either he already knew that you were the candidate from the first generation Bulcaiso, or he knew through fate that you would be the destined next one. "

Kahn's body was shaking as he listened to Tariq's story.

"You mean that Madoc, who is so much younger than me, saw that I would be his next one when he was a teenager?"

Apparently Kahn couldn't accept the news.

At this time, Kolik finally broke free from Talik's hands.

"When will you tell Bulcasso about this? Wait until he comes back or should we go now?"

Korik glanced at the sculpture in the distance and gritted his teeth.

Bulcaisel is the Immortal King, and all this should not be hidden from him.

"We'll talk about it after he comes back. I don't want to look at him with a straight face even though he's clearly grieving. Even if he has tears streaming down his face, it's more comfortable to look at than an expression like a coffin board!"

Tarik roared somewhat roughly.

His story was interrupted at this point.

Kahn squinted his eyes and looked at Tarik and Korik.

He felt that these two guys were hiding something from him.

There is not much age difference between Bulkesso and them, at least they are still of the same generation.

But it seemed like there was some secret that Kahn didn't know.

"The Immortal King is a responsibility. I always think of this responsibility as a joke."

Kahn bared his teeth and looked at Tarik, unable to see his look in his squinted eyes.

"If it's a joke, this is probably the most dangerous joke. At least I can't laugh."

Tarik turned his head stiffly, his owl-like movement making him look particularly sinister.

But he is already a ghost, so it is normal for him to be a bit spooky.

"Are any of the Immortal Kings alive? I mean except Bulcaisel."

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Korik said meaningfully.

In exchange, Kahn looked at him like he was a fool.

"Do you think there are any dead people who are still alive? Or are there any living people who are dead?"

Kahn glared at Korik and walked directly under the sculpture of himself.

As gatekeepers, they will be the most important force in containing the Immortal King.

But you also have to follow some orders from the Immortal King.

There is nothing wrong with newly promoted employees having to wait for their bosses to arrange their work.

After hearing a somewhat "old-fashioned" story, Kahn was no longer as angry as before.

But it's just not to the "that angry" level.

"Madoc's original goal was death, right?"

Kahn asked without looking back.

A dead person is not afraid of death.

The power of death is what Bulkesso needs most now.

The destruction that blended into the Holy Mountain and waited for Bulcasso was just the icing on the scene.

"It's just that he no longer needed to plan for death."

Talik nodded, and then walked directly into his sculpture.

Next, he wanted to tell Kahn something using a method that could only be used by the "Three Ancestors".

"The Immortal King is immortal, but only legends are immortal."

Korik said the answer to his question, and then smiled at Kahn's background.

The name Bulkesso has always represented a lot of things.

Both Talik and Korik tacitly concealed the fact that the first generation ancestors had not yet completely cooled down.

The third ancestor is the gatekeeper chosen by the first generation ancestor. If the first generation ancestor has completely cooled down, Kahn will not get a make-up result after Madoc disappears.

Madoc likes this kind of temptation, and every move will bring multiple rewards.

It's always been like this!