858 The Helplessness and Powerlessness of the First Generation Ancestors
"Who told you that they knew nothing about the result when they died in battle?
Didn't those three guys tell you that they volunteered to be the protectors of the barbarians?"
The first ancestor was not a good-tempered person.
He was somewhat dissatisfied after being questioned by Bulkaiso.
His tone was naturally interrogative when he said this.
"I know they volunteered, but is this voluntary really not because you didn't tell them all the news?
As a friend, I won't restrict their choices.
But as a friend, it's normal to seek justice for them!
If you think it's necessary, I'll give you a chance to challenge me!
If you can defeat me, then I'll give you a chance to become the Immortal King again!
What! Do you want to try!?"
When Bulkaiso spoke, his anger was already revealed.
Although it was just a circle of blood-red halo, there was a faint flash of golden light in the halo!
Although Bulkaiso's anger was not as direct and powerful as the first ancestor's.
But this has little to do with the intensity of anger.
It's just that different barbarians choose different ways to use anger.
It's just like the barbarians of different tribes have different strengths.
Bul-Kathos's anger is more focused on changing the form of anger itself.
And the first generation ancestor pursued the destructive power of anger.
"You did nothing wrong! There is nothing wrong with seeking justice for your friends!
But you seem to have forgotten what I, who have mastered the power of anger, mean to the barbarians!
I know you have already mastered nature, but the way you use the power of nature is still through anger!
Since you know how Diablo and Imprus use the power of authority,
you should know what I can do!"
The first generation ancestor was obviously angry.
There was some reluctance in his words, and it seemed that he wanted to tell Bul-Kathos something.
He admitted that Bul-Kathos was powerful, but he never thought that he would be powerless when facing Bul-Kathos.
He also didn't think that he would definitely lose to the younger generation in front of him!
Even if this younger generation was once the powerful Udisian!
Although his anger was about to move, it was still under control.
"Then let's try!
Since you want to challenge me, I will fight in the fairest way!
You can use all your means, but I will not use my control over the Holy Mountain!"
Bul-Kathos was wearing the Immortal King suit in an instant.
The huge and heavy stone-breaking hammer in his hand was waved casually a few times, just like waving a fly swatter.
The airflow caused by the stone-breaking hammer through the air raised a strong wind on the Holy Mountain.
Although it was not enough to blow the burly ancestral spirits around, it was enough to make their beards and hair move with the wind.
"Bul-Kathos, are you sure you want to do this?"
Helabor stood directly in front of Bul-Kathos, pressing his hands firmly on his shoulders.
"I don't need to remind you that if you give up the control of the Holy Mountain, the guy in front of you may directly take away everything from the Holy Mountain.
Although I don't think there will be such a shameless guy among the barbarians.
But for the first generation ancestor, our understanding only exists in those unclear legends!"
Hilaber's words are full of distrust of the first generation ancestor.
There is no one familiar with this first generation ancestor among the ancestral spirits on the Holy Mountain.
Even the ancient Helaber knows very little about the first generation ancestor.
Even the great elder Kanai at that time only had a little information about this first generation ancestor.
No one can guarantee whether this guy is noble.
No one knows whether this guy is a despicable guy.
Although it seems a little disrespectful to use this suspicion to target the ancestor of the barbarians.
But for the barbarians, respect is not because of what a person did in the legend.
Barbarians only believe what they see!
Even if what they see is not necessarily the truth, barbarians will feel regret for their decisions.
Helaber's words were full of provocation to the first generation of ancestors.
Even though this guy would most likely not do what he said, he still had to add a little insurance.
"There is another immortal king in the Holy Mountain, he just can't show up!
I will temporarily hand over the Holy Mountain to Volusk!
You won't doubt Volusk's character, right!?"
Bulkatho seemed a little unwilling to listen to others' advice.
This overly abnormal behavior made the ancestral spirits present frown.
Although Bulkatho was irritable, he was not the kind of reckless impulsive.
They all knew this.
Perhaps, this was just a test for the first generation of ancestors?
Most of the ancestral spirits had such a thought in their minds.
Although what Bulkatho said was also right.
Volusk was sleeping in the Holy Mountain, taking over Kanai's continuous mobilization and sorting of the power of the Holy Mountain for the barbarians.
"Are you trying to test me?
In order to test me, are you willing to use the control of the Holy Mountain as a bet?
This makes me look up to you. "
The first ancestor had a sneer on his face.
He certainly understood what Helabor meant.
It was just that the anger on his body began to flash with the kind of red light that seemed to burn his eyes just by looking at it!
He was ready for a fight.
Even if his original intention was not to get a chance to challenge Bul-Kathos.
It was not to fight in this place.
But as the first ancestor of the barbarians, he would never avoid fighting.
It just so happened that fighting also helped to express his ideas.
"Don't entrust your holy mountain!
You are not so good as to use the power of the holy mountain.
And it's time, just like I said, Volusk should have left the information he wanted to tell you in his secret realm.
I also left something similar back then, but it's a pity that you didn't find it.
If any of you could be more motivated back then, maybe I wouldn't choose to let Tyrael detonate the World Stone as a rough solution.
What I left behind is not some legendary suit or something like that.
You all know that shaping a legend is not much more difficult for me than eating. "
The first ancestor had a proud look on his face.
This guy was particularly domineering when it didn't involve his family affairs.
It was not even worse than Volusk's lazy domineering.
That was the domineering formed by the confidence in his own existence.
Like other barbarians, he experienced countless tragedies in his life.
He was still able to maintain his confidence.
Because his name was Burkeso!
This was the name that fate gave to his son.
It was also something he was proud of in his life!
"Get out of the way, Helabor.
You just think too much.
A battle where both sides believe in each other's sincerity and fairness, you don't need to worry about anything.
What he left behind should be in the rage, in other words, he put the opportunity to master the power of rage in the blood of the barbarians.
It's just that none of us cares about this kind of power.
Or Banar should know something, but he didn't say it. "
Cassius stood not far away with his arms folded.
Cassius acted like a sober person at this moment.
This news was not difficult for these barbarians to guess.
After all, none of the guys present were really dull.
It's just that most of the time they didn't need to show their intelligence.
"There are still smart people, but where is that Banar?
I want to see that guy and ask him why he chose to refuse after knowing something."
The corner of the first ancestor's mouth rose slightly.
He seemed to think that this battle was no longer necessary.
It was as if his purpose was to show what he had done.
Fighting is just the simplest and most brutal way.
If it is not necessary, the first ancestor still hopes to solve the problem in a simpler way.
At least at this time, it is easier to make things clear than to fight with Bulkaiso.
"You are looking for me?
You are the guy who doesn't know your own strength and wants to challenge Bulkaiso? "
Banaar's voice came from a long distance.
It's just that he seemed a little unintelligent.
As the most violent barbarian, Banar didn't often say nice things.
Even when facing some enemies he couldn't defeat, he would curse first.
It's just that he didn't integrate cursing into his war cry like Cassius did.
So his cursing always carried the strange rhythm of the war cry, giving his voice a strange rhythm.
And when he was a berserker, his mind was not clear, so his cursing was always scattered.
There was even a case where a demon lost his focus in trying to hear what he said and was hacked to death by him...
It seems that not all demons are smart and cunning...
There is still disparity in this world.
Even if Masail distributed wisdom fairly to all beings except Lilith.
But there will always be a few beings who are not destined to wisdom...
Wisdom is not something that will become less if it is shared with others.
So Masail was particularly generous in this matter.
But whether to choose to use wisdom is not Masail's business...
"I thought the person who could detect my legacy would be a smart person.
And you are talking about this guy?
I don't remember that I liked to curse in the streets when I was fighting. "
The first ancestor narrowed his eyes.
A few small flames of anger appeared on his body.
He still cared about the place he was in.
The holy mountain of the barbarians was the property of the barbarians.
He would not show the destructive power of his anger without any scruples like he did in the high-level heaven.
Even after he found that the guy who vaguely knew something was not polite to him at all, it was the same.
The first ancestor was just a little irritable, not a madman...
"Huh? Do you like to swear? Did I dig up your ancestral grave?
I am just like this. If you have any objections, then beat me up!"
Banal finally walked to the scene, and then he was stunned and shouted: "Fuck! Bulcasso is on top!"
There is no savage who cannot recognize his first ancestors.
Even if they have never met before, the intimacy in blood and anger will still tell them the identity of the person in front of them.
"When this big baby was brought back by Bulcasso, was Banal taking care of those little animals?"
Orlongus asked Gruchak, who nudged him aside with his elbow.
"So no one told him that the first ancestor was back?"
Gruchak turned his head and looked at Cole beside him.
"What do you think I'm doing? Ask that big bear behind me!"
Koor pointed at Kotur behind him with his right thumb.
"I have no idea!"
Kotul answered loudly.
Then this solitaire-like conversation ended here.
"I remember when the Holy Mountain of Arreat was still there, those barbarians didn't look like comedians."
The first generation ancestor’s mouth was a bit hard to suppress...
“That’s because you don’t know enough.
To be honest, if you want to find the kind of barbarians who are not afraid of sacrifice on the holy mountain, you have to catch a lot of them.
But if you want to find any elegant guy, you have to go back to the time before the barbarians were forced to migrate to the Arreat Mountains.
Do you expect the barbarians to cultivate any cultured guys in a bitter cold land when it is difficult to even eat? "
Hailab squinted at the first ancestor.
Hailab's words contained Kanai, a cultural man among the barbarians.
Kanai was a cultural man. He organized and left many stories about the past.
But to say that Kanai is well-educated? Even the angels he beat up didn't agree...
The fact that Kanai and Jordan Kule can come together speaks volumes.
He is just not as extreme as Jotun Kule, but Kanai also aims at the supremacy of the Nephalem.
"So there are no more ancient barbarian spirits to be found on this sacred mountain?"
The first generation ancestor asked one more question.
"Are you mentally ill and have forgotten that you built the original sacred mountain of the barbarians in the Arreat Mountains?"
Hailab's tone became more and more rude.
Although Bulkesso went through some screening when selecting these ancestor spirits.
But he didn’t specifically choose the guy to support him...
It's just that Bulcasso has little understanding of those too ancient barbarians.
There are really too many difficulties with this kind of thing.
After all, no one can ask a group that is just constantly pursuing continuity to remember the names of all their ancestors...
Even for the new generation of barbarians, they may not be able to remember the names of the three ancestors clearly...
There are also those who directly call the shadows of the three ancestors summoned by the spirits of the ancestors the "Three Idiots"...
Although the combat performance of those Ancestral Shadows is a bit silly...
"I think I still need to teach you.
I must at least teach you how barbarians use their anger to fight.
Although the Bulcaisel you are familiar with may not despise my angry authority.
But at least, you have to have a chance to master it.
Barbarians should be angry!
Someone should know what it feels like to feel helpless.
I know the desperate anger of watching someone I love die in front of me.
There is also the anger towards fate that is constantly burning silently under the calm.
Anger comes in many forms, which is why anger can take on so many forms. "
The first ancestor let out a long sigh after speaking.
The barbarian finally walked in a direction he was unfamiliar with.
This is completely different from the ethnic group he originally wanted.
This seems to be a big blow to this first-generation ancestor...
"By the way, your wedding ring is under that brick under your feet.
I think that thing should be your creation after killing Vasily.
Before you get the power of life, you won't be able to create something that can absorb the life force of enemies around you. "
Bulcaisel tapped the ground with the end of the gravel hammer in his hand.
The bricks beneath the feet of the first ancestors cracked.
Then he opened the box with traces of time inside.
The ring inside, which looked rough and contained endless love, slowly floated up, and then slowly fell into the hands of the first generation ancestor.
"You don't seem to want to fight me as much as you say?"
The first generation ancestor's eyes were completely focused on the ring in his hand.
But this did not delay him from speaking...
“I gave you the opportunity to challenge me at any time.
And I don't care when you choose to do the challenge.
It can be now or every moment in the future! "
There was still a hint of anger lingering in Bulcaisel's body.
This battle can begin at any time.
He is the one who is challenged, and it is up to the first ancestors to decide when and where.
He was indeed ready to fight immediately before.
It's just that it's not him who decides when to start this battle.