$852 Lasma the Foolish
"Sir Bul-Kathos, thank you very much for your indulgence.
Now it's time for me to take out the most precious reward.
I have never had only one seed of the power of destiny."
Lasma looked calm.
It seemed that the anger his brother had directed at him did not exist.
"Can you really take it out?
I was originally planning to snatch it directly from you.
Although I still have doubts about destiny,
but what Inarius left for you is real."
Bul-Kathos' eyes were a little cold.
He understood when Lasma said that he would not give up the opportunity in Bul-Kathos' position.
The necromancer in front of him was not single-mindedly trying to save his father.
That's why Bul-Kathos gave the contemptuous insult of "Inarius's unfilial son" when Lasma invited him to name the legend.
But Bul-Kathos could not deny that Inarius's current strength has indeed improved.
The legendary set of the necromancer represented by Lasma,
each set is a standard legend with only six pieces of equipment.
But Lasma's strength is not as simple as the creator of a simple six-piece legendary set!
Necromancer has a total of five sets of legendary sets!
And four of them were created by Lasma himself!
"Avatar of Tagore" is Lasma's legend made of his teacher!
"Lasma's Bone Armor" is the legend that Lasma naturally formed after integrating his own power!
"Inarius's Blessing" is the legend that Lasma forged from his father's bones!
"Burning Carnival Ball Suit" was also created by Lasma himself, although it is not known what kind of mental journey Lasma had behind this set of legends.
One's own strength! Four sets of legends!
This is the power of Lasma, who is called the ancestor of the necromancer!
Although he is not the original necromancer, he directly replaced the original necromancer with Lasma's priest profession!
Lasma can already represent the profession of necromancer!
With the "Inarius's Blessing" suit, he became "Inarius's Unfilial Son".
After consuming the weapons left by his teacher!
Lasma's strength became even stronger!
"You two! You both owe me an explanation!
Or you plan to explain to me with your own blood!"
The anger of the first ancestor was on the verge of losing control.
His eyes turned blood red, just like Banar who had not yet regained his sanity!
The life power, which was only about half, kept running in his body!
Waves of powerful vitality turned into more powerful blood! Then it was ignited by anger!
"Brother, I knew it when I used your soul as my puppet.
At that time, you didn't plan to fight for me, and you at least hid most of your strength.
So do you think you can let me give you an explanation now that you are so furious?"
Lasma waved the pale sickle in his hand casually.
His face was full of carelessness!
"First Ancestor, you are not as smart as you think.
But you are the most common barbarian.
Sometimes I am surprised how you managed to plot against my three friends."
Bulkeso did not hide his contempt for the First Ancestor.
This is a simple personal grudge!
Watching his friend plunge into the irreversible pit.
Bulkeso wanted to stop him but had no reason to stop his friend.
Should I tell my friends that the First Ancestor who wanted you to be the protector of the barbarians is a despicable villain?
Or is it not an honor to be the gatekeeper of the Holy Mountain?
No, it is an honor!
The three ancestors did not make any mistakes.
They were simply used by the First Ancestor.
"That's our father! Lasma!
What on earth have you done!
Don't tell me that father will be revived in the High Heaven!
The last time he was able to come back, it was because of the 'Blessing of Inarius' on you!
But now, you have deprived father of the ownership of this suit!
Even if an angel with the name of Inarius stands in front of us again!
Can you honestly call him 'father'?!"
The anger of the first generation ancestor became more and more uncontrollable.
The environment of the High Heaven that had been maintained by the archangels was destroyed again!
The anger began to show high temperature, melting all the buildings made of unknown materials bit by bit!
"Brother, besides your strength, the only thing you can praise is your concern for your family.
But just like the doubts in your eyes when the Archangel of Fate grabbed your throat.
After I seized the power and defeated fate a little, you still looked at me with incomprehensible eyes.
Brother, do you really think that it was the 'father' who loosened the hand that had pierced your skin and grabbed your throat!?"
Lasma's voice was filled with some sorrow.
Even with ridicule!
He was laughing at his brother!
Laugh at the fact that he still believed in his father's love when he was almost strangled by the Archangel of Fate.
Laugh at the fact that he still didn't realize that his father couldn't possibly appear with the Archangel of Fate!
"It wasn't your father who let you go.
It was the fate that killed my other brothers and sisters!
Because in fate, you are so easy to use!
Look at what stupid things you have done!?"
Lasma's voice became high-pitched, even a little sharp.
"You killed Brother Vasily with me!
I got a part of life, and you got half of it!
But I didn't tell you that I didn't get even half of the power of life!
Guess where the missing part of life went!
You watched the archangels and demons plot against your people.
With your acquiescence, they even destroyed the World Stone that the barbarians had guarded for countless years!
Do you think that humans can kill them just because they are qualified to face the true body of the Hell Lord?
How ridiculous!
The World Stone has never been simply to restrict the Nephalem!
It is to strengthen the barriers of the world!
It makes it difficult for the high-level heaven and the burning hell to come to the sanctuary!
But what about you?
Only one in ten of your people survived! Your body was torn into pieces by the explosion of the World Stone!
My dear brother Bulkaso!
When you stand in front of this barbarian with the same name as you!
Have you ever felt ashamed!?
What are you guarding!?"
Lasma's voice became more and more sharp!
The anger of the First Ancestor was getting higher and higher!
"Brother, you should change your name.
The current Bulkaiso is more like the barbarian king than you.
And he has done far more than you have!
You have been used from the beginning to the end!"
Lasma's voice began to turn into grief little by little.
That kind of sadness can even affect the emotions of all the beings nearby.
"Lasma, is this what you want to say?
You want me to change my name just because I am not as good as the young man over there?
Since you asked about these things, I will just tell you everything I know!"
The First Ancestor slowly bent down and picked up the double swords thrown to the ground by Bulkaiso.
Then he wiped them carefully with his leather sleeves.
"When I killed Vasili, my grief was no less than yours!
Vasili is a druid, but you don't know that Vasili is gradually turning into a beast!
In his eyes, the beasts are his people, not the druids who presented him with the best food!
I don't know whether it was the Burning Hell or the High Heaven that did something to him.
But I noticed that Vasili was being separated from the ranks of the Nephalem little by little!"
The first ancestor held up his double swords in front of his eyes and looked at them carefully.
Then he nodded with satisfaction, as if he was satisfied with Bul-Kathos's maintenance of the double swords over the years.
"When Tyrael threw the Holy Feather Glory in his hand towards the World Stone, I was standing there.
Looking at the cracks that were already all over the World Stone!
Then, dear brother, tell me!
The World Stone is already breaking bit by bit.
So, are the Archangels and the Demon Kings of Hell breaking through the restrictions and coming to Sanctuary faster?
Or are the shackles of the Nephalem being broken faster?"
For the first time, the First Ancestor's face showed sarcasm towards Lasma.
Although this sarcasm was still filled with anger!
His hair and beard were all standing up! His anger was full!
"And the hand that you said was strangling my throat pierced my skin.
The father who stood in front of me and lifted me up, why did you think he was the Archangel of Destiny instead of our father Inarius?
Yes, you were not born at that time.
That was the first time my father tried to lift me up high.
A clumsy father, and a mother who knew nothing.
Our father lifted me up high the way he lifted the devil.
Yes, you don't know. Because you were not born at that time.
When fate strangled my throat, you stood behind my father!
You didn't see the surprise and kindness in my father's eyes!
Lasma! Do you know what you have done!"
The anger of the first generation ancestor erupted again!
The crystal corridor of the high-level heaven was completely incinerated by anger!
The ground turned into magma!
Even the air has been consumed completely.
Every breath can only absorb the burning anger into your body!
"We are Nephalem!
We are the children of Lilith of Knowledge and Inarius of Fate!
We are the sons of Lilith and Inarius!
We are also the sons of Knowledge and Fate!
I don't know where you heard this heresy from!
I don't want to know why you must treat your father and the Archangel of Fate separately!
When you raised the sickle in your hand, didn't you see the relieved smile on your father's face!
There was even relief in that smile!
Why do you do that! How dare you!
How dare you not even lower your damn head to look at your father!
Father saw your choice! Only then! He narrowed his eyes with a smile! "
The muscles on the face of the first ancestor had completely lost control in anger!
Every muscle was trembling for no reason!
Every bit of skin was shaking like a tide in anger!
"Bulkeso is right!
You are the unfilial son of Inarius!
Father wanted you to be born strong!
It was your mother who absorbed all the power that should have belonged to you!
Vassili and the others knew nothing about this because they were still children at that time!
But I am not a child anymore! I am your elder brother!
The eldest son of the angel of destiny Inarius!
I saw my father crying alone by the quiet river!
Because of his mercy!
Because he could not hurt his wife.
So he could not give another source of destiny power to you who was still in your mother's womb!
So, he was crying! "
The voice of the First Ancestor was a roar that could resound through the world when he said the last few words!
"Father thinks he owes you!
But I know! It was Mother who took away your power!
Vasili noticed this change when you were born!
You underestimated your kind and gentle brother!
Why do you think Vasili gradually drifted away from Nephalem! ?
I don't know who the archangel who intervened was!
But the devil who intervened! It was Lilith, the knowledge you knelt in front of!
You think that the mother who always takes you with her really loves you! ?
You think that the mother who armed you with knowledge really loves you! ?
You think! How much does the mother who handed you over to Tagore love you! ?
Now! Lasma! Tell me who our mother is!
And then tell me who your teacher Tagore is!"
The First Ancestor's anger continued to spread.
Before it spread to the crystal dome, it was blocked by a soft sky blue light!
"Lilith! The daughter of Mephisto, the head of the Hell Demon God.
Tagore, the guardian of the world's balance, the first person to understand balance..."
Rasma's voice began to become weak.
Slowly said these two sentences.
"The daughter of hatred understands love. I admit that my mother loves us.
But her love is mixed with hatred!
Even with a strong and indissoluble fear!
She is afraid of us, afraid of us as her children!
And your teacher, as the first person to understand what balance is.
Where do you think he understood balance?
Is it! Do I need to say the damn name of Isreal!
Tell me! Rasma!
Where is your self-proclaimed wisdom! ?
Where is the wisdom you boast about in your head filled with knowledge and experience! ?
You unfilial son!
You killed the father who loved us selflessly.
But you are my last brother!
I wish I could tear you into pieces! And then burn you to ashes with endless anger!
Then pile the ashes forever on the ground where everyone will step on!
But because you, the bastard, are my last brother!
I can't kill you, the fool who has been used countless times!
Your authority is the balance of life and death that was moved by Isreal!
From that moment on! Your power has been under Isreal's control from beginning to end!
You, the fool, are still complacent about it! ?
The power you got is just a random gift from Lilith!
It's just a casual chess move by Tagore and Isreal!
Now! Show me the barbarian you said who deserves the name "Bul-Kathos" more than me!
Then tell me what his eyes mean! "
The first ancestor stabbed the double knives hard into the ground!
Then he turned his figure towards the direction of the crystal dome!
Lasma turned his head with a dull face and looked at Bul-Kathos.
The name of that look... is "ignore"!
"I want to challenge fate.
But Inarius obviously didn't intend to give me a chance to meet the Archangel of Destiny.
Although I was prepared to kill him if I had to.
But I thought you would convince him. ”
Bul-Kathos looked at the ancestor with the same name as himself and said calmly.
"I thought we would convince him too.
But just like you didn't expect Lasma to kill him.
I didn't expect it either.
We all thought that Lasma, this idiot, was not hopelessly stupid.
It seems that our agreement has failed.
But I warn you! Don't think about my brother!
Even though I want to beat him to death now! And then chop him into minced meat!"
The first ancestor didn't even turn his head when he replied.
At this time, he was trying hard not to let his tears evaporate from his eyes due to anger.
He is the original Nephalem!
The elder brother of all Nephalem!
But he has never been omniscient and omnipotent,
so anything he does wrong will have a huge impact.
But he always remembers that he is the last support for his family.
"If you want to cry, I can lend you the Temple of the Elders.
The place on Mount Arreat was originally prepared for your rest.
Although the current Mount Arreat is Harrogath, I still think you can rest there.
As for the angel over there, I just need to talk to him about something physical. "
Bul-Kathos clenched his fist.
Then the Immortal King suits appeared one by one on his body!
He slowly pulled out the delicate and heavy stone crushing hammer in his hand!
"I only have one home now, the Mount Arreat."
The anger of the first ancestor began to subside little by little.
"The barbarian's home only accepts barbarians.
I have no residence for the necromancer."
Bul-Kathos said casually!