$931 Bulkatho in a Rage

"Okay Barr, if you have any dissatisfaction, it's best to wait until Bulcaisel comes back.

I would like to see if you, the guy like you, would restrain yourself a little when facing his iron fist. "

Hairab mocked Barr unceremoniously.

Although he is not Barr's opponent, it actually doesn't take much courage to ridicule Barr.

Hailab has already died once, and it doesn't matter even if he dies again.

Baal is not Diavolo, but there is no way to deprive the barbarians of their will to fight.

Strong opponents don't scare everyone.

Especially on the holy mountain of Harrogath where warriors are everywhere.

"Aren't I just waiting for him to come back?

Although I respect the power of your current Immortal King.

But that doesn't mean I won't have a temper.

I am the Demon God of Destruction, and are you ready to fight me? "

Barr said coldly.

He was really a little angry.

"Huh? Are you serious?"

The first-generation ancestor squeezed away Hailab who was blocking his way, and already held the two knives in his hands.

It was just a fight, who had he been afraid of?

The first generation ancestors often emphasized that they were not good people.

Facing this guy Baal, he had no scruples about the fact that fighting might destroy the barbarian's holy mountain.

“I mean you all better shut up.

The importance of a sacred mountain may not be valuable in your eyes.

But believe me, if you do something, Bulcaisel can shake your brains up and pour them into your rectum! "

Gruchak strangled the first ancestor's neck with his strong arms.

This performance looks a bit like internal strife among barbarians.

But that's not the case.

Although the first generation ancestors had some feelings for these descendants of their own blood.

But this guy's feelings were more for his dead wife.

How do you say that?

My wife is true love, and my children are just accidents?

This was the case for the first generation of ancestors.

Besides, if we count these barbarians on the Holy Mountain,

The first generation ancestors didn't know how many fingers they had to grow to figure out which generation they were his descendants.

To talk about admiration is completely nonsense.

The first generation ancestor was an out-and-out self-interested person.

Although he has a pursuit of justice and fairness in his heart, this does not override his feelings.

Unreasonableness is the true face of the first generation ancestors, and it is unlikely that a guy who is reasonable in everything will have the power of anger.

"Are you threatening me?"

When the first ancestor was speaking, the knife in his hand had already cut off the arm that was tied around his neck.

Although his strength is not as strong as Bulcaisuo.

But it's not something Gruchak can match.

"I think we need to give you a hard blow before we fight with Barr!

Damn it, you don't regard us as your descendants in your heart.

Do we have to regard you as our ancestor in our hearts?

Bulcaisel protects me! That's because we already have another Bulcaisel. "

Herab's eyes flashed red.

Faced with the situation where the first generation ancestors attacked Gruchak, few of these ancestor spirits could still calm down.

"Well, haven't you ever considered that this conflict is due to the power of the Demon King of Hell?"

As Prius took a few steps forward, his body suddenly emitted a light that was more dazzling than the sun.

The strange thing is that there is no heat in this light.

Although the power of Prius is not suitable for purifying other people's hearts.

But it can still be done to relieve the influence of the Hell Demon King's power.

Herab's eyes calmed down a little.

But this didn't have much effect.

A large group of ancestor spirits are slowly surrounding the first generation ancestors.

“Because of the Prius, stop making trouble.

Although we are affected by the power of the Hell Demon.

But look at this thick arm on the ground.

Gruchak had been exercising for who knows how many years to develop this kind of muscle.

We were not the first to take action.

Gruchak didn't use any force to hit the first ancestor.

His actions at that time were just to make the first ancestor calm down.

Even this approach is not appropriate or correct.

But blood has already been shed, and you still expect us to pretend that nothing happened?

The Crusaders may tolerate this kind of thing, but the barbarians will not! "

Cassius said as he swung the beard on his chin.

He had already reached Hailab's side at this time.

No one is infallible on this matter.

In this case, it would be better to resolve the matter in a rougher way.

“I forgot you guys can’t be bothered to reason most of the time.

Especially when the truth is unclear.

But are you really ready?

Bulcaisel can come back at any time. Have you ever thought about the consequences of seeing such a scene? "

Because Prius is still trying to calm down this inexplicable dispute.

"Don't scare me!"

Cassius pouted.

But he still stepped back a little.

"It's okay, I'm the only one injured in this incident.

I said, I don't care about this anymore.

Anyway, it’s just a loss of life force.

This vitality was given to me by my ancestors from the first generation.

I don't care. "

Gruchak said angrily.

He had gone out not long ago and had a fight with Rakanos.

Although it was Yin Na who brought victory in the end.

But he was finally addicted to fighting.

At this time, he acted as the peacemaker.

"Barbarian, hey, no wonder you take this contemptuous name as your own name.

There is no way you guys can survive in this new world. "

Barr sneered again.

Only this time it wasn't the first generation ancestor who stood up to confront him tit for tat.

A blue-skinned figure flew out of a suddenly opened portal.

Then it hit Barr directly!

The huge force caused Barr to roll over.

There were many sounds of bones breaking along the way.

"Which bastard is causing trouble on my territory!?"

Bulcaisel's roar was accompanied by heavy breathing.

He's back.

As for the sound of broken bones, it was caused by Baal's hand breaking Yin Seril's body while rolling with Baal.

Just because Barr generally doesn't care, it doesn't mean that he will do nothing at times like this.

Countless years of fighting with archangels had already given him a subconscious reaction.

When Yin Seril's body hit him, he made a move.

If this place wasn't the Holy Mountain of Harrogas, he might have gone a little further.

"Heh, it seems that it was not easy for you when you invited Yin Seril?"

Yin Na looked at Bulcasso who looked a little tired and laughed.

“You underestimated the Archangel of Balance.

This guy was actually able to disrupt the balance of the powers I absorbed.

Although I had expected it, I was still a little caught off guard when I actually met. "

Bulcasso said and hung the gravel hammer back on his waist.

Then he smoothed his messy hair with his bloody hand.

The hair became a bit weird after it was stained with blood.

“Then you are really strong enough.

A lot of power explodes in your body, and all you can show is fatigue?

Can you tell me how you did it? "

Imprius asked with a hearty smile.

Bulcaisel looked Impris up and down.

Then he glanced at Gruchak's missing arm, and then glanced at the arm that fell to the ground.

So Bulcaisel walked up to Imperius with a weird smile,

Then he reached out and grabbed Imperius's wrist.

There was a weird sound coming from the Prius's wrist, and it was obvious that Bulqueso had used a lot of force.

"Although Gruchak can't compare with you, if you want to make him lose an arm.

Then it can only be a few of you.

Baal's attack would not have such neat wounds.

That guy's attack must have destructive power.

So it was you? "

There was a strong threat in Bulqueso's words, as if he would take action directly in the next moment.

The Prius was immediately stunned.

He was the one who broke up the fight, so why was he regarded as the first suspect at this time?

“Bulkeso, it’s not the Prius that did it.

He just helped us a little bit. "

Gruchak said quickly.

He was really worried that Burqaso would get angry and break Imprius's arm.

"?"

Bulkaso looked at Gruchak with doubtful eyes.

Then he looked at Barr, who had just stood up and was dusting himself off.

"That's you? Barr!

How long has it been since we last met before you gave up on the idea of ​​returning to chaos with destruction?

Now you don’t even have the power to destroy when you launch an attack? "

Bulcaisel said and let go of Imprius's wrist.

Then he planned to walk towards Barr.

"I understand that you are in a bad mood, but can you stop acting like a mad dog!?"

Barr mocked angrily.

He just took the opportunity to give Yin Seril a hard blow.

But according to his experience, that level of force should not cause that level of injury.

It can only mean that Yin Seril's current situation is a bit bad.

As for who caused this situation, he knew it was Bulcasso even if he thought about it with his toes.

"So who did it?"

Bulqueso rolled his neck and finally remembered to ask the victim himself.

"That one is the first generation ancestor."

Gruchak's voice was a little soft. He really felt that the identity of the first ancestor should not be revealed at this time.

If you do this, it will be like a child being bullied by an adult and filing a complaint.

This feeling was really unfamiliar to him, and quite embarrassing.

When he was alive, he was the adult who found places for children.

This change of identity made Gruchak feel a little bit weird.

"It seems that the lesson I gave you before was too light?

I was thinking that you, this old guy, are still the origin of barbarians.

It's enough for you to restrain your condescending attitude a little.

Now it seems that what I did at that time was far from enough. "

Bulcaisel's face turned red.

I didn’t know for a moment whether I was angry or ashamed...

After all, he had found the wrong culprit twice.

"What, are you going to make me a good kid?

Or do you want me to bow down to you right now?

Stop it.

If I didn't have a temper, would I be a barbarian?"

The first generation ancestor looked nonchalant.

He just tightened his grip on the knife a little.

He was ready for a fight.

"What happened to you before? Why are you so emotionally out of control?

Not to mention that Yinseril's authority is so strong that it can change your mind.

If that's the case, I may have to leave first."

Imprus felt that the situation was weird and scary.

As a barbarian, it is normal for Burkeso to have a bad temper.

But it is not normal to be unreasonable like a mad dog.

This kind of thing is too strange.

And based on Imprus's understanding of Burkeso, he was so angry.

He should have vented his anger directly on the culprit.

It is unimaginable to act like a spoiled child here.

"Huh"

Bulkaiso let out a long breath.

Then he calmed down a little.

"I should apologize to you, Inprius.

But I really don't want to say 'sorry' at this time.

I almost got into trouble with your brother before.

Yinseril, this bastard, is really sinister.

He and Dr. Manhattan have merged into one, and even handing over the control of his body is a lie!

This bastard can completely devour Dr. Manhattan at any time.

Balance Archangel? This bastard is a partial and cheating Archangel!

Right and wrong, left and right, even life and death, the boundaries of these things are like toys in his hands."

Bulkaiso controlled his emotions a little.

Then he talked about what he had experienced.

Although Bulkaiso had an overwhelming advantage in absolute strength in the battle with Yinseril.

But when facing Yinseril, he encountered indescribable troubles.

It was like playing with a guy who could make and change the rules at any time.

Although Burkathos finally won, the process was so disgusting that no other adjectives could be thought of.

"So, you got Inseril?"

Inprius was a little surprised.

He didn't pay too much attention to whether he should get an apology.

When he was an archangel, he had long been indifferent to these "right and wrong" issues.

Although they are representatives of positive authority, they generally only care about the results.

They are even used to no results...

This idea has probably been implemented in all the main forces in the Eternal War.

In a battle that never ends, these guys care about the results and probably don't expect the results at all.

The Eternal War even pushed Masayiner, the wise archangel, to the border of hysteria.

It is completely normal for other archangels and the devil of hell to be a little weird.

"It's not that it's settled. That guy always asks Dr. Manhattan to come out when he gets beaten.

It makes me feel like I can't beat him or not.

That's why I'm a little irritable.

But I still brought this guy here.

If he dares to make trouble at this time, I'll kill him directly!

This place is the Holy Mountain of Harrogath, where the soul power of countless barbarians gathers!

If I'm forced into a corner, I'll use the power of these souls to rush directly into the Dark Soul Stone, and then turn Yin Sereil into an idiot!"

Bulkeso said unhappily.

As for whether this kind of thing can be done, Bulkeso himself doesn't know.

Speaking out at this time is just to vent his anger.

Without involving Dr. Manhattan, the innocent unlucky egg,

Bulkeso can only say this.

This kind of thing really makes me more angry the more I think about it.

"Tell me in detail about your previous battle with Yin Sereil?

I suddenly have some interest in knowing what happened at that time.

This is the first time I've seen you get so angry."

Gruchak made a simple concession to smooth things over.

Then Burkaso's attention returned to the matter of the first ancestor's attack on Gruchak.

"If you don't say anything, I would have forgotten that this old bastard here has not been taught a lesson!"

Burkaso's anger instantly rose when he saw the first ancestor's indifferent look.

"Well, if Inprius was right before.

The conflict between us should be affected by the Hell Demon King.

But I don't think it was done by Baal."

Gruchak said with a smile, he really didn't care.

But Helab on the side had a somewhat weird smile, and there was a look in this smile that was waiting for a good show.

Of course, this matter had nothing to do with him, he just liked to watch the fun.

Especially like to watch the fun of the Hell Demon King's misfortune.

Burkaso felt a little headache.

At the beginning, he never thought that so many troubles would arise on the Holy Mountain in such a short time.

"What power of the Hell Demon King? Who did it?"

Burkaso asked Baal with narrowed eyes.

This look was a little dangerous, and his fists were already creaking.

There is a ready-made devil king of hell on the holy mountain, who else should we ask if not him?