907 Being Bored on the Holy Mountain Is a Terrible Thing

After the power of technology appeared on the Holy Mountain of Harrogath,

there was no ancestral spirit here who was not full of curiosity and awe for the power of technology.

Awe of the unknown is a virtue in itself.

Starting from Bulkaiso, all the ancestors were curious about this new existence for them.

As time went by, the barbarian ancestors who could only be said to have graduated from prenatal education can now basically be said to have completed basic modern education...

For them, the knowledge that can make them stronger never needs to be forced to master by others.

It is an ability that must be mastered in order to survive in a painful environment.

"Sometimes I am really curious about what is considered powerful.

Although Bulkaiso's ideas can represent a lot, who can say that he is definitely right?"

When Cassius said this, he shook his head,  he was expressing his incomprehension.

"Maybe you just heard Bulkaiso say that the most basic power is what cannot be stopped.

But you definitely didn't hear what he said next.

He said that being right is powerful."

Olongus, who came from the side, had a face full of sarcasm.

He always felt a little bit unconvinced when facing Cassius.

The two of them had been together for too long, perhaps longer than the lives of many Nephalem.

From birth to death, the two had always been partners.

Although they were not the type that would never separate.

But the way the two fought allowed them to face opponents stronger than them.

So tacit understanding was the best way to describe the relationship between the two.

Cassius was tolerant of Olungus, because Olungus just couldn't beat him...

Naturally, Olungus' attitude towards Cassius was basically unconvinced.

It's just that both of them were dead and could not continue to become stronger.

Olungus no longer had any chance to defeat his friend.

Although not long ago, they had the opportunity to come back to life.

But none of the ancestors on the Holy Mountain of Harrogas chose the life given by the first generation of ancestors.

Maybe this is their free and easy attitude?

Or maybe they have had enough of the suffering they experienced when they were alive.

So they chose this easier lifestyle.

"Olongus, stop bothering me.

I'm already very annoyed.

Don't tell me you didn't hear that Crusader kid answering the phone.

Don't tell me you didn't hear what Rumlow said.

That guy Jorez didn't go to the High Heaven, but poisoned some things that had nothing to do with him.

Do you think there's something wrong here?"

Cassius scratched his head and asked.

"How can I know something you don't know?

Isn't the easiest way now to find that bastard Jorez?

Why don't we tell Bulkaso and go find him?

Anyway, we're all dead, and we won't die again.

If there's any accident, we can use the power of the Holy Mountain to send a message or something."

Olongus curled his lips, he really had this plan.

It's not that they didn't feel anything when they came to this world.

Although this world itself is also quite chaotic and dangerous.

But it's definitely not as troublesome as the Burning Hell and the High Heaven combined...

There's still some guilt.

But they can't be blamed for this, after all, coming to this world was an accident.

At that time, they were all ready to rush forward and beat up Malthael.

Who could have thought that the explosion of the Dark Soul Stone could cause such an accident?

Even Malthael would be surprised that the explosion of the Dark Soul Stone could lead to such a thing.

The explosion of the World Stone only destroyed Mount Arreat...

It also sent away two demons and an archangel...

But the degree of destruction was still within the normal range.

"Don't make trouble, do you think Bul-Kathos has time to pay attention to the two of us?

When I helped my mother lay the foundation for the house, I was not as focused as he is now.

How did the first ancestor offend him?

He has been punching for several hours, and it seems that he is far from stopping.

But to be honest, the first ancestor's teeth are really good.

They haven't been knocked out yet."

Cassius looked at the battle over there, which was as precise as a machine, and felt a little helpless.

For things like fighting, it must be back and forth to be exciting.

He couldn't think of any angle to describe the excitement of the scene that kept replaying as if the network was stuck...

"Then we can't just stay here, can we?

I've finished reading all the books I borrowed before, and then I lent them to Calgar.

When he finishes reading, it will probably be in the hands of Lasuk and the others.

I'm really bored now."

Olongus said and lay on the ground.

The excitement brought by the gifts of the three immortal kings before has mostly disappeared.

Now the very regular dongdongdong sound makes people want to sleep...

"Who said that they would pull the network cable on the Holy Mountain of Harrogas last time?

What about S.H.I.E.L.D.?

Why don't we urge them?

This life is really getting more and more boring.

In the past, there were a lot of young warriors who listened to our bragging with admiration.

Now those Asgardians are not interested in what we are bragging about. "

Cassius said and waved his hand to Rasuk, telling him to get lost...

Then he walked to Olongus and lay down next to him.

"That's because they can't understand what you're saying to them.

They were not born in Sanctuary, so naturally they couldn't match the name and image of the devil at all.

It's like if you tell someone how awesome it is to "go shirtless and wear a tie", they won't have any connection with Bulcasso in their minds. "

Olongus said with ridicule.

Then I felt a large shadow appear on the top of my head.

A huge stone...

He was very familiar with this thing, Olongus, and he fought with it.

The next moment, the huge stone directly pressed Olongus under the ground.

Coupled with the powerful anger, Olongus could not climb out from the stone for a while.

Cassius on the side patted the big stone beside him.

“There is a saying that disaster comes from the mouth.

Although Bulcasso is not stingy, he is petty. "

Cassius tilted his head and complained casually, then adjusted his posture.

This will ensure that he will be more comfortable when pressed against the ground by rocks.

Sometimes a little physical pressure can make people feel safe...

Cassius has experience with this.

He liked this feeling when he wrestled with Kotur before.

A close contact with the ground may be beneficial to physical and mental health...

"Boom!"

Another huge stone fell here.

At this time, there are only two round-looking stones here.

Only two hands from two people are still exposed...

Both hands raised their middle fingers in unison and then placed them directly on the ground.

Being pinned down by Bulcasso with rocks, it was impossible to climb out before Bulcasso calmed down.

If the two of them were still alive, they could give it a try.

But even in death, they still retain the power close to that of when they were alive, even with the help of Duo Zhong.

They wouldn't use it in a place like this.

It's just being pressed down, just enough to sleep...

These ancestor spirits spent their most boring time on the Holy Mountain sleeping.

The first generation ancestor who was pinned to the ground with the blaster had a chance to breathe because Bulcaisel threw boulders twice...

"That's enough! My head is buzzing now!"

The first generation ancestors were already submissive when they said such words.

“Hitting your children on a rainy day is just idle time.

Anyway, the three ancestors and Leiko haven't come back yet.

Do you still have any objections to my entertainment? "

There was malice in Bulkesso's words.

He looks like the kind of bully in school...well, the kind of bully who can't stand up to the public...

"What can I say?

You're being polite if you don't just blow my head off.

You go on, I'll find a way to get some sleep. "

The first-generation ancestor finally managed to make an expression, and then closed his eyes directly.

To be honest, it was quite difficult to fall asleep while being beaten like this.

Not much better than the sound of teeth grinding, farting and snoring coming from the poorly soundproofed next door...

Especially my face hurts...

"So you are not at all curious about what is happening in the higher heavens?"

Imprius, who was watching the excitement, interrupted and asked.

He was really curious about this question.

"I'm curious what that thing is for?

Can I still get a share of the benefits?

What? Can you still convince Inarius or Malthael to hand over their authority and identity to me?

Or maybe Malthael can teach Rorschach specifically?

Stop making trouble, you and I both know.

Rorschach's justice and Tyrael are completely different.

I now regret not sending that righteous authority directly into the Dark Soul Stone! "

Bulcaisel glanced sideways at Imprius.

Rocha Bulqueso, who is getting stronger little by little, can still guide her in her own way.

But directly becoming a righteous Rorschach is another matter.

What is Rorschach’s justice?

He believes that there is a moral concept that is always valid and suitable for everything in the world.

And this is the justice he follows.

Bulcaisel gave him the opportunity to gain power, and then Rorschach would consider everything about this power.

The process itself was the time Bulcaisel left for himself to teach Rorschach.

But everything was changed by Tyrell's sudden action...

Justice is good and right.

Justice should also be pursued and treated as a rule.

But Rorschach getting this justice is not necessarily a good thing.

Because Rorschach has become justice...

This means that after this righteous authority becomes more and more closely connected with the world,

Rorschach's understanding of justice will gradually become the meaning of justice...

Whether this result is good or not is anyone’s guess.

But Bulqueso can be sure that this kind of justice will definitely be rejected by countless people.

Even in the most peaceful places there are people who have doubts about order.

What’s more, there are almost as many people who need justice as those who oppose justice in this world…

This is the source of the trouble.

“Can you accept Malsail teaching Rorschach?”

Inprius was a little surprised.

“If Malsail is just wisdom, then things will be simple.

But he is obviously not that kind of existence.

Only the reborn Inarius can be such an existence.

I am curious now, can you archangels accept a brother who is completely the rule itself?

At least I don’t think Malsail will be willing to accept such a thing!”

Bul-Katho paused for a moment while speaking.

“Hey! You have to keep the rhythm!

Otherwise I really can’t fall asleep in this situation!”

The first ancestor shouted.

This taste is a bit like the water drop punishment.

Although the water drop does not hurt, the contact of the water drop is not something that ordinary people can adapt to.

Otherwise, this thing would not be called punishment.

Bul-Katho also had this feeling about the fist of the first ancestor.

However, the regular, mechanical rhythm before was more like white noise before falling asleep...

But if the white noise before falling asleep is not regular, that person will probably not sleep well.

"You seem to distinguish hatred from people?"

Inprius was a little surprised.

"If I see Masail, I will definitely find a way to kill him.

But this does not prevent me from recognizing him as wisdom.

I am not talking about the separation of hatred and people.

It is that hating a person has nothing to do with my respect for him.

Anyway, I will still take action after seeing him.

But this does not prevent me from making a few more objective comments before I see him."

Bulkeso rolled his eyes.

Then he looked at the first ancestor who was pressed down, and saw the angry eyes.

Bulkeso twitched his mouth.

Then he took out a brass knuckle from his backpack...

"Heh, we didn't say that we can't use weapons before, right?"

Bulkeso said as he put the brass knuckle directly on his hand.

This is a small toy made casually.

Not to mention for the current Bul-Kathos, even for Rumlow and the others, the brass knuckles are not very useful.

But the effect of the brass knuckles hitting the face is completely different from the bare fist...1

Although this thing will not cause the first generation ancestor to be injured.

But the fist is still a blunt blow, while the brass knuckles are piercing...

Generally speaking, when describing pain, people often say piercing pain, and rarely say dull pain.

Although dull pain is occasionally used, it is rare after all...

"So what exactly do you want to do!?

If you have any questions to ask, then you have to ask!"

The first generation ancestor was completely broken this time.

He really couldn't figure out what Bul-Kathos wanted to do...

After being hit for several hours, the tolerance of the first generation ancestor was basically at its limit.

"What do I want to do?

I just want to find something to relieve my annoyance.

You can't be the only ones who are carefree while I have to consider world peace, right?

I feel unhappy, so I naturally want to find a way to vent."

Bulkeso said with a mouthful of white teeth.

He looked a bit like a demon...

"You... me! Fuck!"

The first generation ancestor roared helplessly.

If what Bulkeso did was placed on ordinary people, it would definitely be very excessive.

But among barbarians, it is just a prank...

The person who was pranked would of course feel aggrieved.

But everyone is a barbarian, and this kind of prank is not to the extent that it will make two people completely fall out.

The tolerance of extraordinary beings and ordinary people for many things is different.

So the best way for both parties to get along is actually to keep a distance...

For barbarians, this kind of playful prank is not even as good as spitting at each other...

But this is the most aggrieved thing.

At least the first generation ancestor felt particularly aggrieved...

If he spitted, the two of them could still fight back.

At best, it was just particularly disgusting.

But at this point, if the first generation ancestor chose to spit, it would mean an announcement of an escalation of the confrontation...

He couldn't do such a disgusting thing...

So the first generation ancestor chose to turn his head away, and then secretly cursed Volusk who suppressed his power in his heart...

If Volusk, who was organizing the power in the holy mountain, hadn't been biased, he would still be able to fight back.

Instead of just turning his head away like now...

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