$879 The Beginning of the Celebration Must Be Joyful!

On the Holy Mountain of Harrogath, Bulkatho has stood up.

He and the first ancestor are walking towards the door of the Temple of the Elders.

There are the highest steps on the Holy Mountain...

Yes, the barbarians don't even have a high platform for speaking.

But this is not so important. What is important is that they are about to ring the bell of the celebration!

"Imprus, since you are here, don't hide.

The Holy Mountain welcomes the brave.

And you are courage, and at this moment, you have finally lost the last bit of the taste of the archangel."

Bulkatho glanced at the sky.

At this time, everyone noticed that the sunset had not moved for a long, long time.

Of course, it was not the sunset, but Imprus!

"I am afraid that the news I will tell you will cause me to be beaten up.

But since you invited me, then of course I have to come."

Imprus's figure is getting closer and closer.

The brilliance on his body is getting dimmer and dimmer.

When Imprus's feet stepped on the ground, he was no different from an ordinary person.

"Is the breath on your body fear?

Just like the kid brought by Matthew.

You will not be infected by the source of fear without knowing anything.

Tell me, where is Diablo?

And when do you want me to leave?"

Bulkeso looked at Imprus standing in front of him.

His expression was very calm.

It was as if he was not asking about the news of the most terrifying demon.

"I helped him master the key to the end of the world.

But believe me, the High Heaven does not want to destroy the world.

It is not to harvest faith from the crowd in the face of the crisis of destruction.

I am just forcing Masail to make a choice."

Imprus briefly said what he had done.

As for more detailed content, he still needs to brew it.

It's not that he is afraid of the result that he may be beaten up.

He just wants to find a reason that is not so easy to anger the barbarians.

Helping Diablo can also be regarded as a provocation to the barbarians.

"Destroy the most important authority?

That's great.

You want me to stop this somewhat sudden celebration?

Then let me see what kind of strength Diablo has at this time?

Or are you already impatient to see me become whole again?

Then take away my courage and magnify my fear?

Try to make me surrender?"

Bulkeso's words seemed to be teasing.

But his expressionless face made no one think that his words were just a joke.

"Of course not.

When you solve Diablo, you naturally don't need to let your fear sleep.

Although this means that I can also affect your mind.

But you should at least believe your friends."

Inprius said without any worries.

Inprius will not lie.

At most, he will hide a little information.

But when facing friends, Inprius's pride makes him never hurt his friends.

"Then let's wait until our celebration is over.

I think Auriel should be looking forward to the bells that will be transformed into battle cries.

Masail is here, I can feel it."

Bul-Kathos had a bit of sarcasm on his face.

His sarcasm was directed at Masail.

Bul-Kathos knew the order in which Masail did things.

Before solving the Burning Hell, he would never make Nephalem his first target.

Because there was not much need to do so.

But to say that Masail would be kind to Nephalem was also an outright lie.

Who would be nice to his second most important enemy? Just because the other party was not his first target?

Maybe someone would do this, but Masail would not!

He is an archangel.

The most typical and clear archangel who is high above.

There is no friendship between Masail and Nephalem!

"I thought you would chop off Masail's head as soon as possible.

It seems that you are still very patient."

Inprius smiled.

Then he took out a bottle of cheap liquor bought from a convenience store at the corner and threw it to Burkeso.

Inprius is a little short of money now...

Although he hasn't taken advantage of his lack of rest to work full-time.

But now he has to work three jobs a day...

In addition, he has to deal with the affairs of the Archangel of Courage.

He is already busy.

This bottle of wine is completely a social point for Inprius...

It's not even necessary.

"That's your style.

As an Archangel of Courage, you must abide by the iron law of the High Heaven.

As a person, you must live a good life."

There was less sarcasm in Burkeso's smile.

There was more admiration.

There are not many people in this world who can exist like Inprius.

"The Archangel of Courage is my past.

Inprius is my present.

As for my future, it depends on what path this world will eventually take."

Inprius smiled heartily.

That face, which was not outstanding, was very sincere.

"For our friendship."

Bulkaiso said as he threw his best aged wine to Imprus.

"You haven't learned to drink in such a long time?"

Bulkaiso's words were completely a joke between friends.

Although the ancestors present still had a lack of good feelings towards Imprus.

But in the end, no one said anything more at this time.

The Holy Mountain is the home of the barbarians.

As the head of the family, the Immortal King invited his friends to visit his home, and they couldn't drive them out.

Besides, it was not the Archangel who came here, but Imprus.

"I learned a little.

But I still don't like it very much.

Compared to strong liquor, I prefer juice."

Imprus smiled more brightly.

Then the two raised the wine in their hands and gestured in the air.

Then they broke the bottle mouth and started drinking.

The first generation ancestor stood aside and looked at Imprus quietly.

He was not unfamiliar with the Archangel of Courage.

"Isn't this my nephew?

Now that I'm a person, shouldn't you call me uncle?

Of course, even if I'm still an archangel, you should call me Uncle Imprus."

After Imprus finished drinking, he didn't show any reaction.

He turned his head and said to the First Ancestor.

"I've said it before, the First Ancestor should change his name."

Helab muttered in a low voice.

The First Ancestor and Bulkaso use the same name.

If he really called Imprus Uncle at this time, it would make Bulkaso a little embarrassed.

"Indeed, I should call you uncle.

But are you sure you want me to call you that?

If you have to count from this side, then I have to call Baal second uncle.

You have become Baal's junior.

Perhaps the Burning Hell will spread this matter in this world for thousands of years as a joke."

The words of the first ancestor made Imprus unable to continue this topic...

Lilith is nominally the daughter of Mephisto...

If we discuss the generation, it is really embarrassing.

But for the real Diablo, this seems to be more embarrassing...

"I am my own third uncle"?

But he probably won't care about this kind of thing.

"Let's stop here.

I'm not here to listen to you sort out your relatives."

The corners of Bulkatho's mouth twitched.

The reunion of friends that was originally good suddenly became strange.

"By the way, we are here to start the celebration.

So, Burkeso, let's start.

Although Volusk is still in the Holy Mountain, he should still be able to make a war cry, right?"

The first ancestor said.

Then he felt a stab of energy on the sole of his foot...

Obviously, Volusk was expressing his dissatisfaction in this way.

"Since the third ancestor is not here, can I be the guest host?"

Helabor asked.

Then he was covered by a big hand.

This hand belonged to Cassius.

"You are older than us.

But there are guys of the same age as you.

As long as there is a choice, I will never let you be any key figure."

Cassius' tone was full of threats.

In the distance, Calga squeezed out Orlongus beside him and walked step by step to a position one level lower than the two immortal kings.

It seemed that a flag on the bare flagpole in his hand began to flutter again.

"The first ancestor, the first Bul-Kathos!

The creator of the barbarians, the source of all barbarian blood!

The inheritor of the forging power, the transmitter of forging knowledge.

The enemy of angels and demons!

One of the origins of the Nephalem!

The source of the angry blood!

The transmitter of the angry power!

The one who betrayed his parents!"

Kalga shouted loudly the simplified experience of the first ancestor...

If it weren't for the last sentence "the one who betrayed his parents",

the first ancestor might have a little pride on his face!

"Ha!"

War cry!

The first ancestor stood on a high place and roared to the sky!

Except for the barbarians, only the strong can hear this war cry!

The holy mountain was constantly shaking, as if the power of countless barbarian souls accumulated in it was echoing his war cry!

Above the holy mountain, at this time, there was a layer of red halo!

This is the feedback of the angry power hidden in the blood of the barbarians!

At this time, the barbarians on the holy mountain felt that the angry power in their bodies was restless!

This is the benefit given by the first generation ancestor!

Feeling the source of anger in their blood can make it easier for them to understand how to use the power of anger.

But all the barbarians can hear a hint of embarrassment in this war cry...

Apparently, the phrase "the one who betrayed his parents" still has an impact on the first generation ancestor.

Helabor, whose mouth was covered, laughed.

Although his laughter was blocked by Cassius's big hand, he could only make a series of whimpering sounds, like hiccups...

Hiccups, commonly known as hiccups...

"Helabor, if you spit saliva on my hand.

I will put my fist in your mouth in a moment!"

Cassius threatened with dissatisfaction.

Vanguard General Calgar had no expression at all...

He was just telling the truth.

"The successor to the Immortal King!

Great Elder Kanai’s best friend!

To the rebels of death!

A man who shows off his strength with an iron fist and looks like a fool!

The creator of the brutal majesty of the legendary Immortal King!

Those who are addicted to beauty!

The immortal king achieved in death!

Warusk! "

Calga didn't give others much time to react.

Immediately afterwards, the words on behalf of Warusk were shouted...

"Xia!"

A war cry that could not find its source sounded again.

The red halo above the holy mountain now transformed into the form of flame!

A burst of contempt and reluctance towards death faintly spread from this war cry!

The barbarians who were still alive felt that something seemed to be distancing themselves from them.

The dead ancestor spirits felt death and retreated slightly!

This is a gift from the second Immortal King!

Let the soldiers slightly distance themselves from death during the battle!

As for how effective this is, no one knows.

Perhaps it was just a slight chance of life appearing in the desperate battle that resulted in 100% death.

But it is already precious enough!

It’s just that the barbarians can hear the shame and annoyance in this war cry...

Apparently, Warusk wasn't too happy with the lines Calgar said on his behalf.

The ancestor spirits laughed completely at this moment...

Of course they know that Volusk is not a lecherous person...

But this is the most widely circulated part of the legend about him...

Except for barbarians, not many people care about the life of an immortal king.

On the contrary, he will be very interested in the tidbits about the Immortal King of the Barbarians...

No one knows how many times this rumor was compiled into a legend that could represent Volusk.

But Warusk's lust seems to have become the biggest label given to him by the outside world.

And cruelty is the second clearest label...

Who made Warusk like to use his gauntlet to hammer the enemy's face...

The power on the Holy Mountain continues to be turbulent.

The faces of the ancestral spirits looked somewhat amused.

This is the first time that Volusk has replaced Kanai to sort out the power of the Holy Mountain of Harrogath.

Even if something unexpected happens, it doesn't matter.

There are three immortal kings in Harrogath now!

Whether it's the first ancestor or Bulcaisu, as long as they are willing to intervene.

Then none of this is a problem.

The opportunity to see Volusk's jokes is rare.

All the ancestors are paying attention to the changes in the Holy Mountain.

They seemed to be eager for something to go wrong in this process so that they could tease Volusk after dinner.

They respected the second generation of immortal kings who had made sacrifices for the barbarians.

But they also don’t like fools who challenge death without giving any explanation!

“Calga, if you program me.

I will do it.

They are dead, but I am alive.

And Harogath is my holy mountain! "

Bulcaisel squinted at Calga, who was about to speak.

Calga's expression froze slightly.

Then he nodded solemnly and seriously to Bulcaisuo.

"I knew that Bulcaisel just didn't seem to care about his reputation."

Herab just pulled Cassius's hand away from his mouth.

Open your mouth and say these words.

Of course, after these words were spoken, he could clearly feel the arm that had just covered his mouth before being restrained around his neck.

And the power is getting stronger...

"If you want to get beaten, don't take me with you!"

Cassius's voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

Hailab tilted his head and saw Bulcasso's "kind" eyes...

At this moment, he remembered how much effort Bulkesso had made to change his name.

At that time, Bulquesso had to hit sandbags in front of him every day. He was right there, and he was the sandbag...

"Well, you continue."

Herab forcefully broke the arm around his neck.

Finally, I got myself some space enough for him to speak.

Then he said with a little flattering smile...

The surrounding ancestor spirits burst into laughter.

Why do celebrations have to be so serious?

The Immortal King personally came out to set the pace.

Then it is enough for everyone to be happy!

Enjoy the joy in the moment.

Then fight the devil wantonly on the battlefield!

In the midst of a fight, you should use your war cry to cover up your cry of pain when you are injured!

Then return to the Holy Mountain with a smile on your face!

This is the savage.