$875 The Past Reflects the Present

“Though it occurred to me that you would probably end the fight this way.

But when this scene appeared in front of me, I was still a little uncomfortable. "

Ulena's figure flashed and caught Ms. Shiva.

She slowly laid Ms. Shiva flat on the ground and said to Cassius with a bit of helplessness.

“Isn’t technology just for defeating opponents more easily?

After all, this thing depends on the effect.

It's like trying your best and then losing, and by the way, it cost you your own life.

Do you still want to praise the dead man for his skill in such a battle result?

What’s technically proficient? A technique to seek death? "

Cassius didn't care.

He won anyway.

"Bring the life potion, I think her ancestors need this.

And I will look back and ask her where that destructive power comes from.

But for the time being, it looked more like she was leveraging the power of destruction without knowing it.

Baal is not a generous demon.

Even if he could give power to other beings, he would not do so.

It's just because he is stingy. "

Ulena became a little more serious.

The nephalem are mostly serious when talking about the Lord of Hell.

After all, there are only a few Nephilim geniuses who can truly surpass the Seven Demon Kings.

"I think she'll be impressed by this fight and me.

If possible, I suggest she use the dagger afterwards.

Even you need gloves strong enough to fight.

And she doesn't seem to have much talent in terms of strength.

At least the Lion's Claw and Fist of Azturask, which are perfect for you, may be too heavy for her.

Not to mention big guys like Hammer Fist.

Although the gap in strength can be made up by agility.

But that is always just compensation, not transcendence.

I suggest you give it some thought.

Your fighting style may not be suitable for her. "

Cassius looked Ulena up and down.

Although the tone is a bit rude, no one will care.

Even if these powerful nephalem had never met each other in life, they had heard about each other's existence.

The quality of being strong is in this place of refuge,

That's more dazzling than a firefly in the dark.

As Cassius spoke, he threw the medicine bottle in his hand to Ulena.

This can be regarded as a medicine bottle given to Ms. Shiva in advance.

After all, the look on Ulena’s face showed that she particularly recognized Ms. Shiva.

Becoming a warrior monk seems to be a destined outcome.

"Have you forgotten that my fighting method does not necessarily rely on the muscle breaking technique?

In fact, Hundred Fissure Fist is also possible.

Even if you use Hundred Split Fist, the damage can be higher.

You don't need to worry about these.

After all, I no longer have the legendary suit, and the power will not leave me.

Just hand her my suit then.

None of this is a problem. "

Ulena said as she stuffed the medicine bottle into Ms. Shiva's mouth.

In just the blink of an eye, the injury was completely healed.

"I remember I seemed to be in a coma?

And my injuries? "

Ms. Shiva was not confused when she first woke up.

This experience was nothing new to her.

Coma and then wake up...

This cycle allowed her to keep her will stable while she was awake.

“You lost, but you also got a chance.

At least in my opinion, Ulena may not find a student more suitable for her than you.

Although there are not many requirements to become a monk, there is still a question of suitability.

And you seem to be a good fit for Ulena, at least that's what she thinks. "

Cassius smiled.

The battle is over, so there is no need to continue to be serious.

Outside of battle, Cassius seemed a little heartless.

“I feel bad about this fight.

I thought I would be defeated by some clever moves or something.

Although your way of moving like the upper and lower busts of two people is indeed quite subtle.

But I can't respect him at all. "

Ms. Shiva looked a little disappointed.

Of course she wouldn't consider pulling her hair as a move.

It's just that this move is a bit too simple and crude.

"Haha, at first I planned to use some pressure on the bottom of the box.

But you hurt your spine with just a fist that took part of my strength.

If I use that move, you won't even be able to save him.

No matter how much you want to punch, you must use all your strength to punch, which is the heaviest.

But you have absolutely no ability to withstand that kind of attack.

Don’t say it’s you, even if it’s Johanna standing here.

She doesn't think it's a pleasure to take my full blow. "

Cassius explained a little.

After all, the gap between the two is quite big.

Ms. Shiva did not show any force-relieving skills from the beginning.

This made Cassius unable to estimate whether the opponent could withstand his heavy blow.

"That's it.

Bulkesso gave us time to fight.

Go over there now.

I don't think he'll keep waiting for us to deal with our own affairs. "

Uliana looked in the direction of the Elder's Temple.

She could detect a hint of urging in Bulcasso's gaze.

“I almost forgot, the Bulquesso side is about to start.

Kotur, did you scold me just now? "

Cassius shook his beard and glared at his old friend.

There was some threat in his eyes.

"The way you fight is so ugly!

I don't feel very comfortable. Do you have any other opinions? ? "

Kotur had no intention of giving in.

It was very common for the two of them to argue about this kind of topic.

It's just that they haven't done so recently.

"What can I say?

I'm afraid you'll grab me somewhere on my body and plant me right into the ground. "

Cassius said, rolling his eyes.

This was said with a bit of sarcasm.

But it's also true.

When Kotur grabs a certain part of the body, that means the beginning of pain.

Situations like tearing into pieces happened to the devil more than once.

There is absolutely no better way to look like that than by pulling your hair.

"Let's go, it would be terrible if Bulcaisau came to urge us in person.

I wasn't going to experience that feeling. "

Cassius turned his back to Ulena and waved his hands as a farewell.

This is the festival of barbarians.

Guests are free to come and leave whenever they want.

But as barbarians, Cassius and Kotur did not have this degree of freedom.

If they are late before the celebration begins, they will have to experience the majesty of the Immortal King.

There are three immortal kings on the Holy Mountain now!

Although only two are able to move freely.

But the one who can't move freely is the one who poses the greatest threat to them.

Warusk is now in charge of the mobilization of power in the Holy Mountain.

Offending him means that Cassius and the others may not be able to use their power very often.

This taste is terrible...

…

"Is the matter over there kid over there?"

The first ancestor looked at Bulcaisuo in front of him with a smile.

Although two people with the same name may cause some trouble.

But this does not affect the kindness of the first generation ancestors to their descendants.

This guy doesn't show any anger at all now.

It's like returning to nature.

“If we didn’t all know you.

I can also feel the rage burning in your body.

Just by looking at you, we have no way of believing that you are the one with the wrathful power.

You don't look angry at all. "

Hailab started to act strangely again.

There is definitely something wrong with the way this guy shows intimacy with others.

It's like he can only be happy if he makes others unhappy.

“Helab, if you really want to experience some of the power of anger.

Then you can imagine for a moment that you meet a Banal with twice the strength who has not regained his sanity.

That look can probably give you an idea of ​​what the wielder of angry authority looks like when fighting. "

Bulcaisel curled his lips.

It's like Hirab enjoys making others unhappy.

It's normal for Bulkesso not to like to follow Hyrab's words.

“Hehehe, it’s actually not that exaggerated.

I still have sense.

I have mastered the authority of anger, not everything about me has been replaced by anger.

You just have to think about how Bulcaisel acted like a fear that wasn't there.

You can probably understand my current situation.

Although you are also a dead ghost, not being able to continue to be strong does not prevent you from gaining more knowledge. "

The first generation ancestors squeezed Hailab a little bit.

Then he turned his attention to Rumlow.

"Has this kid's will been changed?

Proof of shame?

There's no way that idiot Tarik hasn't figured this out after all these years, right? "

The first-generation ancestors spoke as if they had specially chosen a topic.

“This thing is the product of Rakanos’ weapon being broken.

It was still made by that piece of garbage from Billie.

After using this thing to influence your mind for a long time, the fake things become real.

Of course, judging from the boy's appearance, this result doesn't seem too bad.

But not everyone can accept the feeling of intertwining falsehood and reality.

The closer you get to the truth, the easier it is to collapse.

This thing itself is not something to enhance our combat effectiveness.

To be precise, this thing was Billie's conspiracy from the beginning.

But it's a pity that most barbarians don't like to use their brains.

Therefore, those who were killed by this weapon were those who were not firm enough.

Not even smart enough…

If you were smart enough, you wouldn't be fooled by a mere weapon. "

The first ancestor didn't care at all whether his words would affect Rumlow.

He had confirmed Rumlow's status.

Even the first ancestors themselves didn't care too much about a person's good or evil.

Because judging from people's current concepts of good and evil, he is the kind of guy who commits extremely evil crimes...

After all, the reason for killing the angels and demons in those sanctuaries was definitely not justice.

Therefore, his requirements for others do not require others to do good deeds.

He would only feel sorry for the nephalem fighting each other.

The only thing that the first generation ancestors cannot accept now is the degeneration into a demon or an angel.

"Shut up.

There is a generation gap between you and us."

Helabor shouted unceremoniously.

Sometimes, ideological disputes are the most troublesome.

At that point, it has nothing to do with good and evil.

It's just that both sides blocked each other's way.

That kind of battle cannot be said to be meaningless.

But compared with the great goal of allowing humans to continue to exist, it is still a little weak.

"If Bul-Kathos simply wanted to deal with all the demon kings of Hell, there would be no need to go through so much trouble.

It could even be done just like putting the three demons into the Dark Soul Stone.

The worst that could happen is that they would have to wait until those guys escaped and start over again.

Anyway, the Nephalem will continue to grow stronger.

As long as the faith does not change, it doesn't matter how many times the seven demon kings come back.

They can't defeat Bul-Kathos.

But can he do that!?

We are always outsiders to this world.

Do you, old man, really think that the disappearance of Sanctuary is a good thing!?"

Helabor kept talking to the first ancestor.

He was not polite at all.

Although his words were somewhat empty.

After all, the conclusion that no one is unchanging has been proven countless times.

Just like there is no guarantee that a child will like to eat rice crust from childhood to adulthood.

Who can guarantee that Bul-Kathos will always be the same as it is now?

Helabor was right about one thing.

That is, Bul-Kathos and his people are outsiders to this world.

If possible, it would be a good thing to solve the problem once and for all.

But the problem must be solved in a place like Sanctuary!

That is the home of the Nephalem!

If you want to rebuild Sanctuary, you can't use the simplest and crudest way to solve the Hell Demon King!

For the Hell Demon King and the Archangel, whether Sanctuary exists is not that important.

After all, during the Eternal War, Sanctuary had nothing.

This will not affect the existence of Burning Hell and High Heaven.

In other words, no one cares about Sanctuary except Nephalem himself!

"I know what you mean.

But I don't agree.

I still have this degree of freedom, right?

For you and me, Sanctuary is home.

But one day we are different.

For me, Sanctuary is not only the place where beautiful memories happen.

It is also the origin of all tragedies.

Although I care about Sanctuary, I will not be as indifferent as the Archangel and the Demon King of Hell.

But I have no reason to save Sanctuary.

If I have to say, my only desire for that place is to go home.

But I have no home.

This holy mountain is the holy mountain of the barbarians and the holy mountain of Bul-Kathos.

But it does not belong to me, Bul-Kathos.

My holy mountain disappeared without a trace with the explosion of the World Stone."

The first ancestor rarely spoke a long paragraph about his thoughts.

This guy's sudden frankness made everyone present quiet down at once.

This topic is a bit heavy.

Bul-Kathos was stunned for a long time and then slowly spit out four words: "Who cares about me?"

It's as if the first ancestor didn't care much about other people's thoughts.

The first generation of ancestors' ideas were meaningless to Bul-Kathos.

They should just act on their own ideas, and there was no need to consider so much for others.

To put it bluntly, if you can't even figure out whether you can survive, how can you have the time to think about whether others can survive?

"Well, how about the celebration start?

I think the time is almost up."

Helabor asked anxiously.

It would be no problem for him to confront one of the Immortal Kings alone.

He could even confront two Immortal Kings directly.

But if he was sandwiched between two Immortal Kings, he would not be able to accept it.

Because the two Immortal Kings would not fight easily, and they would naturally find a place to vent their anger when they were angry.

Being sandwiched in the middle, he could easily become a punching bag.

"I have the final say on the Holy Mountain of Harrogath!

I will find someone to build a city halfway up the mountain!

It will be called Arreat City at that time!"

Although Bul-Kathos did not swear.

But the expression on his face when he spoke was almost the same as cursing.

The first ancestor smiled with satisfaction.

Although the names of the city and the mountain were swapped.

But the roots of the barbarians are still Arreat and Harrogath.

This seems good too?