676 Banar Is Prepared for the Worst!

What is more painful for a person than personally getting involved in a war?

That is probably the option that this person is the most direct victim of the war.

Berserker Banar is such a guy.

A guy who turned from a victim to an avenger. Of course, it is not a problem to say that he turned into a perpetrator.

The guy who brought the war has no right to speak of his innocence, let alone to defend his identity as a perpetrator!

"Woof~"

"Don't worry about me, I just want to do something that should have been done a long time ago.

If a race needs to hurt more existences before it disappears, then it is better for this race to disappear earlier."

Banar is still talking to the husky in his arms.

It seems that he has made a decision, and there is a tragic atmosphere all over his body.

If he was not so crazy when he spoke, it might seem more painful.

"At first I thought that as victims, they would calmly face the natural extinction.

But I was wrong. Perhaps this is the compensation for my madness in the past countless years. Now I am particularly sober!

I know clearly that what they are going to do is wrong!

Someone has to fight for what is right and the truth, right?

Someone has to sacrifice for the integrity and faith in the world.

Yes, yes! There should be such a person!

And that person seems to have no choice but me, right?"

Banaer's mumbling made him rarely have a warm flame. It was not strong, but enough to bring a bright light in the darkness.

It was a blaze of anger that did not match the Berserker at all!

This kind of anger was restrained, and the flame was a flame without any aggression.

It seemed that no matter how close to the flame, you would not be burned. The only thing that could be felt was warmth.

The flame was like a basin of warm water, warm enough to make people want to fall asleep.

Only the strong have the right to sacrifice, and Banar also thought so.

When he was a weak man, a young man or even a teenager of a barbarian.

When the "strong men" around him stepped forward one by one and faced the demon's claws and the enemy's sharp knives with their chests, Banar welcomed his own path from a weak person to a strong person.

A very short road!

The only survivor of the Tagus tribe!

This tribe is a tribe with anger as its origin!

Most of the skills of the Barbarian War Cry series come from this tribe.

The anger that ignores pain is also born because of them!

The Tagus tribe is the founder of the barbarian's anger power converted into simple skills.

But Banar is the last barbarian of the Tagus tribe.

Although the blood of Tagus has long been integrated into the body of every barbarian, Banar is the last barbarian who can proudly claim that he is from the Tagus tribe.

People who are stronger than him fell one by one in front of him, until there was no one around him.

Until the only one left or the one left was trembling and looking at the front.

After watching his brother, who was one year older than him, take his last breath, Banar became the strongest of the Tagus tribe.

The time he spent becoming the strongest was very short, just three days and nights.

From the weakest warrior, he became the strongest one.

During this time, Banar did not grow at all.

Maybe he grew a little bit?

For example, he got used to the people around him taking their last breath in pain?

For example... he got used to the last heavy sigh of sadness before people died!

"That's right, that's right!

It's time!

The shadow of war will always hang over all those who work hard to live!

Stupid and dirty fools will always be jealous of others' peaceful lives!

They don't want to see others live better than their own!

So they want to destroy everything they hate at all costs!

But haven't those guys ever thought about it?

Just like I became the pathetic 'strongest'!

How much happiness does he have to destroy to become the happiest person?

I became the strongest of the Tagus tribe, and I am also the weakest of the Tagus tribe.

Even if he destroyed all happiness and made himself the only one, he would become the most unfortunate person in the world.

Such a simple truth, those fools can't figure it out no matter what, right?"

Bana's body trembled a little while he was talking to himself.

He hugged the husky tightly, and the trembling of his body finally made his voice tremble.

The dog in his arms seemed to understand nothing.

"Good dog, good dog.

You feel it, right?

This is the meaning of my existence!

I don't expect myself to be the strongest, nor do I expect myself to be the happiest.

I just hope that I won't be the only one who is alone.

Good dog, don't stop me, okay?"

Banaer's whispers sounded more and more like persuading himself.

The anger in him began to gradually expand.

The falling snow melted into warm rain, washing over Banar's sloppy and scarred face.

It seemed that everything that entered the range of Banar's anger would become gentle.

The water stains on his face made his face, which was definitely not handsome, look like it was covered with tears!

Fortunately, Banar did not sob quietly!

Banar wanted to stand up, wanting to hold the smart and good dog in his arms and stand up.

But the Husky moved restlessly, trying to break free from Banar's strong arms.

"Good dog, don't try to stop me.

It's not certain whether I will usher in the end.

Don't worry, don't move.

Wait here obediently.

I'm just leaving for a little while, just treat it as a normal day, I'll go to prepare food for you, okay?"

Banar put his face on the back of the Husky and wiped it.

This will make him look more energetic.

The last barbarian of the Tagus tribe must be more energetic when facing everything.

This is what his mother and brother once asked him.

They said that Banar could treat everything gently and not participate in battles.

He could even not go hunting, so he wouldn't have to hurt his animal friends.

But he had to be more energetic. As a member of the Tagus tribe, Banar had to be like a warrior.

At least he had to look like a brave warrior!

Even if he didn't want to be a brave warrior at that time.

Warrior? Not as good as the good dog in his arms.

A poor guy who always lives for others day after day, maybe he has long felt bored?

Live for yourself? Don't be so selfish.

Fight for tomorrow? Don't be so tragic.

He just needs to give a little more.

This is his choice, and it is also the scene he expects.

"Woof~"

The dog yelled uneasily in his mouth, which was a bit funny.

Banar finally let go of the dog in his arms and stood up slowly.

The movement was very stiff, even trembling.

When he started to walk towards the direction of the Temple of the Elders, he even staggered a little!

"Old dogs also have a few teeth!

Bulkaiso, you bastard!"

The warm anger shrouding Banar disappeared from sight in an instant!

Banar's eyes were full of bloodshot in a breath!

His eyeballs bulged! His muscles began to tremble like waves!

Then there was a fierce bone cracking sound!

The figure that was not considered tall and burly among the barbarians began to grow rapidly!

Banar's dark red hair turned silver-white!

Two fangs in his mouth stretched towards the sky!

Rage of the Berserker!

This was the purest Rage of the Berserker before the optimization of the Tagus tribe!

At that time, this skill was not called the current name!

Before the heroes of the Tagus tribe perfected this skill, this move was called Rage!

Theoretically, the most powerful posture of the Berserker Banar!

It's a pity that this time it is not for the continuation of the barbarian race, but for the justice in Banar's heart!

The guy who started the war is always wrong!

The guy who started the war first can't atone for his sins even if he dies ten thousand times!

"Woof~Woof!"

The Husky shouted loudly.

Sadness can be seen on the dog face that looks very cute and a little stupid on weekdays.

Banar's goal has always been clear. He has only one idea from beginning to end, that is to keep the war away!

Banar's goal is Bul-Kathos who started the war!

He is willing to sacrifice everything for this!

...

Bul-Kathos's face in the Temple of the Elders did not change.

Of course he heard Banar's voice, but he had no idea about Banar's actions.

It is the most normal thing to bear the consequences of one's own actions, at least for barbarians.

"You started the war?"

Rorschach also asked very calmly.

These guys on the holy mountain are very stubborn.

On the holy mountain of Harrogas, never compromise is no longer Rorschach's patent.

Every guy here is like this.

Even before Rorschach, they lost their lives once for "never compromise".

The posture of the ancestral spirit is just a second chance, but this is not a second life.

There is only one life, but regrets can last until the end of time.

"I don't regret it, but I won't be killed for it."

Bul-Kathos pinched his arm, then picked up the medicine bottle and poured it into his mouth.

This is bitter wine, it doesn't taste good, but it's definitely strong enough.

There is no better wine than this to refresh your mind.

"Will Banar disappear?"

Rorschach looked at Bul-Kathos in front of him and felt that the man in front of him was a little strange.

Rorschach had seen Bul-Kathos' kindness and the justice of this immortal king.

He had even followed Bul-Kathos on the battlefield.

But he never thought that Bul-Kathos in front of him would admit his "mistake" at this time.

It seems wrong to say this.

It should be that Bul-Kathos knew that the means of war were the worst choice, but he still chose this path.

Just to get what he needs in the most likely way.

The power of time, this cannot be forgotten or ignored by any peak strongman who sees the road ahead.

Just like those Nephalem who once adventured everywhere in the Sanctuary and barely put together a set of suits.

After discovering that it only takes a little electricity to use the power of time to make oneself stronger.

As long as the power of time can be used a little, the benefits it can bring are beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

And Bul-Kathos needs this power to seize an opportunity for himself and the Nephalem.

Great?

Maybe a little.

But the reputation he will be teleported to later will definitely include the title of brutal plunderer.

Even if Bul-Kathos has ten thousand reasons and excuses to whitewash this war, such as that world is very chaotic and needs the help of barbarians.

Even if he wants to calm down the war that has lasted for many years because of time?

But all this cannot change that Bul-Kathos's original purpose was just for that time.

This is no longer the previous deal with Doctor Who.

Bul-Kathos saw an opportunity, an opportunity to redeem his comrades.

Doctor Who can use 4.5 billion years of time and countless coincidences to piece together a "punch" that is superimposed countless times to break the nearly indestructible crystal wall.

Bul-Kathos doesn't know what 4.5 billion years looks like to him.

I don't know what I will become after countless "same" experiences.

I can't even guarantee that I can always keep my original intention.

But there are still many things he can do, such as saving his comrades when his will is still as strong as iron.

That won't take much time.

At this time, Banar pushed open the door of the Elder Temple.

The Elder Temple on Mount Harrogas is no different from the one on Mount Arreat.

Other barbarians are never prohibited from coming here.

As long as they are willing to come to this place that has no meaning at all.

The lighting here is not good, and there is only an ugly chair in the middle of the room.

Even to say, this chair is a bit tattered.

"I accept your challenge, but I don't allow you to gamble your existence.

Banar, if you lose, then stay on the Holy Mountain honestly.

I won't let you do anything you don't want to do, but please keep silent about some things you don't like."

Bulkaso said a little coldly, and I don't know when he had a glass of wine in his hand.

This is the wine that can make the spirits of ancestors drunk, and it contains the soul and blood of Bul-Kathos.

"..."

Banar was about to speak but stopped!

He kept silent, keeping silent about some things he didn't like according to Bul-Kathos's request.

Now the thing that Banar couldn't stand the most was Bul-Kathos!

A guy who started a war for his own will.

This is a conflict of ideas!

It has nothing to do with identity and status!

This has nothing to do with whether Bul-Kathos is the Immortal King or not, there is only one thing related to identity.

That is, Banar is Banar!

A berserker who would not hurt his own people even if he lost his mind violently!

Banar picked up the obviously damaged war blade in his hand.

That weapon is more like a saw than a broadsword.

"Ha!"

Banar let out a war cry.

In the room of the Temple of the Elders, the war cry became particularly harsh!

The specialty of the Tagos tribe, everything that contains anger can be used as a weapon to kill enemies and opponents.

When fighting, Banar always likes to shout in the opponent's ear. When facing "people", this crude fighting method is always very effective.

"Dang!"

Bulkaiso casually pulled out a heavy weapon and easily blocked Banar's attack.

The collision of weapons did not cause any shaking of the bodies of the two barbarians.

Obviously, this was not the full effort of the two.

"If you dare to bite me, I swear to knock out your fangs."

Bulkaiso said very calmly to Banar who was facing him.

Even if he turned into the posture of the rage of the violent, Banar's body was not so tall that Bulkaiso could not confront him head-on.

But the open bloody mouth was already in front of Bulkaiso!

What can a madman think when fighting?

At most, he would risk everything to attack the opponent.

The fighting method of biting with teeth is actually quite powerful for humans.

What creature bites the wound most likely to get infected?

The answer is not dogs, nor bears.

But humans.

Human bites are the most likely to cause infection.

"You are not only the executioner of the devil, but also the human one."

Banaar said a complete sentence with some difficulty.

In this posture, he still has his sanity, which is what he gained from the last battle.

Perhaps when fighting with his own people, Banar can learn more.

Only a small part of his fighting style is inherited from the system, which is a set of skills that all the barbarians of the Tagus tribe know.

As for other fighting skills and methods, they are all figured out by Banar himself.

The Berserker fights only by instinct, although this instinct makes him a strong man.

But now he is obviously not strong enough!

"Bang!"

A punch!

A very heavy punch landed on Banar's face!

This time the heavy punch attack has some flavor of Volusk.

It’s just that Bul-Kathos rarely wears complete equipment.

Especially on his hands, he rarely wears slightly heavy gloves.

Even though this weight has basically no effect on Bul-Kathos, he still doesn’t like to do it.

If there is a glove like the iron fist of the Immortal King, the force of this punch is enough to break Banar’s fangs.

“I recognize justice, but justice requires a standpoint.

Then Banar! Do you remember the tribe you were born in, you bastard?

Do you remember that as long as the war is not over, it will definitely involve everything around?

Or are you naive enough to think that you can change my mind, Banar?”

Bul-Kathos said helplessly.

Looking at Banar who got up from the ground without a pause, Bul-Kathos felt a little strange in his heart.

It was as if Banar had lost his mind.

This is not right.

“Bul-Kathos, do you still think that what you did is necessary now?”

Rorschach asked, dragging the Hammer of Judgment and looking at the two people who seemed to be in a stalemate.

This seems a bit stupid?

"I do everything because it is necessary.

I don't need to explain to you! Rorschach."

There seems to be some fatigue in Burkeso's voice?