513 Vishanti and the Three Ancestors

"We didn't come here with any bad intentions."

Agamoto said this, and the person standing in front of Vishanti was none other than the three ancestors.

The three ancestors all had strange expressions when facing Vishanti, and Kahn was a little nervous, as if he was on guard against him.

Tariq closed his eyes slightly, frowning. He was worried about the connection between the Elder Temple and Nazebo.

And Kolik was a little more enthusiastic, at least with a smile on his face.

When facing a high-dimensional existence like Vishanti, it should be serious to have someone with a higher status appear here to receive him.

This has nothing to do with power, but a kind of respect.

Things in diplomacy are not suitable to be measured by power at all.

But at this time, there is only one person with this status on the Holy Mountain of Harrogath, and it is impossible for Raiko to leave now.

As for Sonya, she has more important things to do, and she is not on the Holy Mountain. So it can only be the three ancestors who come forward together.

Besides, the three ancestors have a special status among the barbarians, so it is not a bad thing to come out together.

"We are not worried about this, but our situation is a little special at this time."

Kahn's words were still cautious, but his hands were still placed on both sides of his body, and he did not hold the hilts of the legendary double swords.

He did not lie, and his vigilance was only at the level of scrutiny.

After all, the existence that can make Volusk nod his head will not be stupid.

"We have some sense of danger, but we don't know what happened, so we came here to ask if you know any news."

Agamotto, as a representative of Vishanti, talked to the three ancestors, and his tone was a little serious.

Ever since they learned about the high-level heaven and the burning hell from the barbarians, they have been paying special attention to these existences.

Although they only captured some traces of the hell demon, the two archangels on the holy mountain have never deliberately concealed their whereabouts.

From the perspective of Vishanti, they are somewhat difficult to understand the behavior of Inprius and Auriel.

The more these two archangels showed tolerance towards humans, the more uneasy Vishanti felt.

What Vishanti was pursuing was not the archangels' self-finding by becoming "humans".

They were moving in the opposite direction, pursuing pure "knowledge" and the accompanying "power".

"Danger? Danger is happening all the time in this world. Unfortunately, the Holy Mountain of Harrogath is facing danger."

Tarik said this with a frown, his tone a little erratic.

His hand kept groping on the handle of the Certificate of Shame, and this obvious uneasiness made Vishanti a little strange.

"By the way, I remember there was a Madok among the three ancestors?"

Agamotto noticed the tension in the atmosphere and wanted to change the subject. But what he said made Kahn's face even uglier.

"Madoc disappeared, and that bastard gave me a lot of trouble."

Kahn's anger flashed away.

He still had some complaints about being forced to become one of the three ancestors.

Although Sword Saint Kahn had long been prepared to dedicate himself to the barbarian tribe, he should not be forced to do so.

At least he hoped that his succession would be a little more ceremonial, such as using double swords to rain blood among the demons on the battlefield.

Instead of being suddenly caught by the gate of the Holy Mountain and being directly included in the ranks of the three ancestors.

As for the disappearance of Madok, the barbarians had long been prepared.

They would miss him, but would not be immersed in grief.

"What a pity, I thought he would say goodbye to us. So is Volusk free now?"

Oshutu nervously interrupted the topic. She wanted to avoid the embarrassing topic of Madok's disappearance, but brought up something more embarrassing.

Volusk left quietly. The three ancestors knew very well what the second generation of the Immortal King had undertaken, but this was not something that could be brought up.

Even though Oshutu acted like asking about a friend's recent situation.

"I think Volusk will be pleased with your greetings."

Kollik said embarrassedly.

Then his foot was poked hard by the energy in the holy mountain.

Vorusk is still there, but he can't leave the holy mountain.

The topic fell into embarrassment again.

"Okay, don't beat around the bush, we just want to ask, where did the Ancient One go?"

The big tiger Hoggs took over the topic directly, and his words made the expressions of the three ancestors relieved a little.

This kind of question is quite good, but it's not easy to answer.

Did the Ancient One Bul-Kathos go to an unknown world?

Or did they go on a trip?

Or did they go to help others save the world?

It seems right, but there are some problems.

They went to help Doctor Who save his home, but it was like being hired.

For the sake of benefits, doing good deeds also requires costs.

It was because Doctor Who knew this well that he invited Bul-Kathos.

They had already prepared the corresponding rewards, which was a tacit agreement.

Even if the barbarians were kind-hearted, it could not be said that they had no demands.

"Let's talk about Madoc."

Kahn said with a distorted expression.

Compared with the following questions, the first question was easier to answer.

"Don't worry, barbarians. You don't have to worry about our bad intentions. We are looking for the Ancient One just to know if she has received any news from Eternity.

Among the Supreme Sorcerers, only her soul has been favored by Eternity. Although we know that she has been freed, she can contact Eternity."

Hoggs's tiger face also became a little weird.

Such a weird conversation made Vishanti a little nervous.

It is normal to be wary of outsiders, but for the existence in this world, the barbarians and the Holy Mountain of Harrogath are the outsiders.

"Madoc took the axe and gave Diablo and Baal a hard blow."

Kahn said to himself.

But his expression became as stiff as the way he changed the subject.

"Yes, that was really cruel! I feel that Diablo's blood pressure will rise by at least ten points."

Kolic said with a wry smile.

"Okay, don't make a fool of yourself. To be honest, the Holy Mountain is building some connections with our original world. It's just that we can't be sure whether Masail will come directly to this world through this connection."

Tallik's hand tightly grasped the handle of the Certificate of Shame. When he told the news, he was ready for Vishandi to choose to take action to try to stop this.

This world does not belong to the barbarians. People living in this world have the right to stop such dangerous things.

Although even if the barbarians were prevented from contacting Nazebo this time, Masail's arrival could not be stopped.

Wisdom is good at exploration. No matter what, he will find a way to come here.

As long as Masail still wants to realize that dangerous plan, he will not miss his brothers and sisters, as well as the power of the Great Demon God.

Vishandi certainly saw Tallik's actions and knew what the barbarians meant.

So the scene was silent for a while.

After a long time, Oshutu broke the silence: "Then, can I ask about the news of Volusk?"

Although this topic is a bit awkward, it is better than talking about the disappearance of Madok and being entangled in positions.

"We shouldn't mention this matter."

Korlik often sighed.

It is a bit difficult for the three ancestors to talk about feelings, but it is better than Vishandi's interest in what happened in the Temple of the Elders.

"Tell them, what's the matter? It's just some resistance of the barbarians against the enemies they once could not defeat. We don't need it now."

Kahn roared with some dissatisfaction.

Sword Saint Kahn is the ancestor who can accept failure the most on the Holy Mountain.

The obsessions of other ancestors are more or less composed of "failure", but not him.

Kahn's obsession has nothing to do with failure, his obsession is just glory.

"The holy mountain under our feet has powerful energy, which you can definitely see. But if the energy is simply compressed, it will eventually explode.

So we need someone among us to sort out this energy, whether it is to supply our power or to detonate it when needed. These can't be controlled by a mechanism.

After the traces of Kanai disappeared, it is Volusk who is doing this now."

Kahn completely ignored Kolik's hesitant look and directly told the news about Volusk.

As Kahn said before, this practice is just a guarantee for the barbarians to die together when they were fighting against opponents who could not be defeated by conventional means.

Similar to the artificial world stone, although it only accumulated similar power and did not have that kind of regular structure.

"To put it simply, Volusk must stay in the center of the holy mountain and then use his own will to manage these energies all the time.

He just sat on his throne before, probably because he was afraid of this long loneliness and adapted in advance."

Kahn said it all at once, regardless of whether the other party could understand these things.

"Okay, Kahn, there's no need to tell others about another person's suffering. If you want to tell a story, you might as well go find those young people and tell them how the Sword Saint was torn apart by hand."

Tariq complained weakly, then opened his eyes wide.

There was a spark in his eyes.

"Vishandi, it seems a bit rude not to invite you into the Holy Mountain. So come in with us.

The atmosphere on the Holy Mountain is a bit tense now, please forgive me.

By the way, Inprius and Auriel are also here. If you have any questions you want to know about the High Heaven, you can ask them. Although I disdain the archangels' boasting, I still hope that you can have some real understanding of us and the High Heaven from the stories told from different standpoints."

Tariq turned around and walked in front to lead the way.

Kahn curled his lips and turned around to follow behind.

For Talek's previous complaints, Kahn decided to wait until there was nothing important to talk to him.

Now the strongest of the three ancestors was the Sword Saint Kahn, and he felt it necessary for Talek to remember this matter more deeply in his heart.

The sneer on Kolik's face disappeared when he turned around, leaving only a coldness.

To be honest, Kolik was the one who worried the most.

He was always worried because he respected life.

He would even ignore some things about his position.

He was still worried whether Masail would come directly through the connection he had established with Nazebo.

Vishanti looked at each other. Although their consciousness was connected, they would still show some of it in their external appearance.

But they almost did not hesitate and followed the three ancestors directly, walking towards the direction of the Elder Temple.

After the figures of several people walked away, behind the gate of the Holy Mountain, Kalju, who was lying under the stone without saying a word, turned over and stood up.

Then he threw the big stone on his body aside with a distorted expression.

He wanted to find Rasuk before, but was knocked down here by Orlongus with a huge stone.

Then he was imprisoned in place by the power of the Holy Mountain.

Because he always mocked Volusk in the Holy Mountain when he was alone.

"Vorusk, you are still the guy most popular with women."

Kalju twisted his mouth and said in a weird tone.

This was another naked mockery, but Volusk didn't care about it.

Of course Volusk could hear it, and he didn't have any time to rest in his work.

But as the power of the Holy Mountain continued to increase with time, even the soul and will of the second-generation immortal king could not withdraw too much from this complicated work.

Occasionally giving Kalju some lessons was the limit of what he could do.

"What on earth do you think? Can I keep your will active by talking to you like this?"

Kalju still muttered.

What he was doing was also Volusk's last wish.

The most inferior immortal king was afraid that his will would go crazy in the long and boring work, so he asked an ancestor who was least likely to disappear to help him stay awake.

Vorusk worshipped Kanai, but he also thought that he would never do what Kanai could do.

"Come on, such conversations and ridicules can't always cheer you up. I'm afraid that one day you will really be broken by me, and then die with me with the power in the Holy Mountain.

Vorusk, you are the immortal king, Kanai is just the great elder, you have surpassed your idol long ago.

When will you face up to your own existence? You have confronted the immortal king of death. If you can live until now, I'm afraid that Masail's wisdom will never have a chance to master death?

You are the strongest, although you can't beat Bul-Kathos, but we all know that is inevitable."

Karju shook his head, then dug a pit under the gate of the Holy Mountain, took out a bottle of strong liquor from it, and then tilted his head and patted the ground.

Then a burst of energy emerged from the Holy Mountain and rushed into Kalju's body, allowing this battle master to condense into a physical body.

The temporary gatekeeper of the Holy Mountain is abusing his power for personal gain.

After all, only with a physical body can one taste the flavor, and this bottle of wine is not the kind that Bulkaso brews specifically for souls.

As a worker chosen by Volusk, shouldn't it be natural for Kalju to get some remuneration?

Once a day, the physical time that can only condense into a bottle of wine is the remuneration.

There is no extra power for him to fight, just to taste the taste of the wine.

"Well, when can the three ancestors guard the gate properly? I have to take on this job before I start work.

Fortunately, if the guardian does not want to die, he will not die. I should not be forced to work like the unlucky Kahn, right?"

Kalju said casually after taking a sip of wine.