Dark Savages Come To the United States

"Even with Leoric added, you're still not enough for me!"

Lai Ko roared like a lioness, her hoarse voice was like the cold wind blowing across the grass!

Yes!

Wearing her own legendary suit, Leiko was able to show her full strength before she was born.

Even if it can only last for a short time, it is still easy to cook a Volusk without a suit.

Even adding an undead Skeleton King is not a problem.

When Lei Ko was alive, there was not much difference from the peak Vorusk.

And now Volusk was a dead man.

The gravel hammer that represented his legend was sent to the dark soul stone on Bulkasso's forehead. Even with the help of the holy mountain, Vorusk can't fight Leiko now.

"Crazy bitches! Didn't I say I won't make a move!"

Leoric roared loudly, and the next moment his body was smashed into pieces by Lekko's charge that was faster than lightning.

"I hate savages, I hate you bastards who have suffered so much and have fallen into madness! Every time I see you, I will think of my actions when I was crazy!"

Leoric's bones were scattered all over the place, but his voice began to diverge with a cold breath!

Attacked unprovoked by Lecco, Leoric has become embroiled in this rift among the barbarians.

There may be people who won't fight back after being beaten, but that person will definitely not be called Leoric!

"crown!"

Leoric yelled at Vorusk, and the crown that belonged to him in Vorusk's hand flew towards the bones all over the ground as if he had been summoned.

"Paulders!"

Leoric roared again, and gusts of wind tore a hole in Lecco's determined anger.

The snow all over the place turned into solid ice in the blink of an eye, exuding a strong evil aura!

"I knew it, hahaha! Leoric! You say you hate crazy savages, but you know, your name is definitely on our list of most hated guys!"

Volusk laughed loudly, and the phantom of the Immortal King's suit began to appear on his body!

Even though the original suit had been entrusted to Bulkelso by him, as the Immortal King, he never created a legend because of that armor!

"ha!"

Volusk uttered a battle cry, and the moment his battle cry resounded throughout the holy mountain, the bodies of all the barbarians standing on his stand became swift.

A burst of orange light lit up on Vorusk's belt, and the shock wave brought by Vorusk's battle roar was attached to other people's bodies!

Chains of Zilanik!

The belt made by the famous craftsman Ziranik for Vorusk has the legend of making the battle cry gain the acceleration effect for all friendly units.

Volusk hates endless chases, and the original intention of this equipment is to allow him to get closer to the scurrying enemies faster.

At this time, this power was also exerted on Leoric's body!

"Scepter!"

Following Leoric's voice, the scepter of the Mad Monarch appeared in the center of his skeleton!

The Skeleton King, who had always maintained a minimum power so that he would not be rejected by the holy mountain of Harrogas, finally activated all his power.

When he was right, he also found his madness!

"Meet the wrath of the Skeleton King! Leko!"

Leoric's final roar! The hideous two-handed hammer appeared in front of the skeleton.

The Skeleton King's body directly returned to its original appearance at this moment, and the cold flame-like brilliance shone brightly on the white jade-like bones!

A huge claw like a wandering soul directly grabbed Leiko who had just stopped!

Despair sucks the soul!

Leoric will mercilessly take the life of the enemy and turn it into his own power!

Leoric slammed down his two-handed hammer in the direction of Leiko, and layers of bones were formed from the huge hammer head, directly restraining Leiko in place!

Skeleton strike!

One of the few skills of Skeletron.

Capable of inflicting massive amounts of damage and inflicting immense pain on any living being!

This is Leoric's demonstration of the rules of existence itself, so there is no evasion!

"clang!"

The huge hammer directly hit the top of Lei Ko's helmet, and the cold force swept across Lei Ko's whole body in an instant!

But nothing works!

"Disgusting skeleton, it's best for you to stay in the grave!"

The moment Leikou's voice sounded, she appeared behind Leoric.

The Skeleton King was once again smashed into pieces by the violent impact.

"I have suffered more than you can imagine, skeleton!"

Lecco said disdainfully, and then kicked Leoric's leg bone into the distance.

This will slow down Skeleton King's recovery and give her time to take care of Volusk!

Laikou would not be overwhelmed by such a little bit of pain.

The tenacity of the will makes Leko have no other distracting thoughts in her heart except love and fighting.

Those subtle feelings that existed but were suppressed in the corners of his heart by Lei Kou's anger during the battle.

Perhaps only a guy like Diablo can make Lecco express other emotions during the battle, and the Skeleton King can't do this!

"Come on! Come on! Reco! I owe you a lot, but you know, all the barbarians owe me!"

Volusk yelled.

Before Bulkelso was born, the barbarian's benchmark had always been him!

For a long time, this rampant king like a lion has stood in front of all barbarians!

He sits on the Immortal Throne in the Temple of the Elders!

All the barbarians after him just followed the path that Volusk walked with difficulty, and no one except Bulkasso went beyond his field!

Volusk! Immortal King!

He is the strongest pillar in the house!

He is the most solid cornerstone on the holy mountain!

"The ancestors call!"

Volusk roared loudly, and his body appeared in reality in an instant!

The connection between him and Burkasso is far beyond what Reco imagined.

So he can summon himself with the wrath of all barbarians! The more anger he gets, the closer he is to the power he had in life!

At this time, only a few barbarian ancestors in the entire holy mountain did not intervene in this battle.

But anger is everywhere!

"Vorusk! I will crush your bones with my iron boots, and plow open your chest with a horn! I want to see if you have even the slightest regret for your past!"

Reiko roared and took her own steps.

The strength of the two at this time is not equal.

The result of the battle between Laiko, who was the same as before, and an evil entity, who was still far from the peak, was not difficult to guess.

Lai Ko's violent charge directly crashed into Volusk's arms.

The ferocious horns on the Laiko shoulder armor directly pierced Vorusk's heart!

"I have no regrets! If I have to say regrets, I only regret that I was not strong enough at the time!"

Vorusk pinched Leko in front of him with both hands, and the bulging muscles on his arms could tell how much strength he had used.

But he still couldn't stop Reiko from tearing his chest open.

This body is still a little far behind.

With both arms, Volusk directly poured Lai Ko heavily on the ground.

A huge deep pit was smashed out on the ground that had been turned into solid ice by Leoric.

The icy slags splashed and directly scratched Vorusk's face.

"You are already dead, and the dead should honestly regret their past!"

When Lecco was speaking, the iron boots with sharp fronts stepped directly on Volusk's calf.

The smash didn't cause much damage to her, but her counterattack immediately caused Volusk's calf to burst into a pool of blood.

It's as if a boxer's legs may be more powerful than they think because they keep kicking the ground to get more punch.

And Leiko, who is famous for collision, has the most powerful legs!

Her bump is unrivaled, as she inherits everything from the bull clan, the strongest force making her unstoppable!

"Mass Burial Mound!"

The Skeleton King's cold cry came out.

The walls of a tomb imprisoned Leko and Vorusk together.

Then came his most powerful attack! The Black King is marching!

The huge war hammer swung from left to right, directly knocking the two barbarians staggering.

When the war hammer reached the farthest point, with the creaking sound of Leoric's skeleton, the thick lumbar spine rotated in a twisted posture.

The huge war hammer swung again in the opposite direction!

"Barbarians! I want revenge! But I hate you irrational people more than revenge!"

Leoric said sinisterly, the sledgehammer fell on Volusk again!

This time Volusk's body didn't shake!

Even though he has already lost a leg under Lei Ko's attack!

"Crazy Skeleton King hates lunatics! It's the funniest joke! I won't fall! When I die in battle, I'm still standing straight!"

Facing the indiscriminate attack of the Skeleton King, Volusk forcefully used a head hammer, which hit the two-handed giant hammer heavily.

Lai Ko can handle Leoric with ease, and he can do the same with Vorusk!

A bell rang, as if the golden bell used by the monk broke!

The Skeleton King's uninterrupted Black King's march was broken and stopped at this moment!

The legendary weapon of Wrath of the Skeleton King shattered like his bones in this stabbing contact!

"Vorusk, what do you want!"

Lecco continued her anger, and in a flash, Leoric was smashed into pieces again, and then rushed into Volusk's arms again.

This time Volusk's body was thrown high into the air.

Volusk, who was missing a leg, could not use the strength of the ground to stabilize his body.

Blood spilled directly from the air!

"I once died in battle, but I don't admit that it was a failure! And I am the undefeated Immortal King!"

Volusk didn't answer Laiko's question, he was still roaring loudly in mid-air.

The sturdy body adjusted its posture with some difficulty in the air, as if it was planning to stand and fall to the ground.

"answer me!"

Leko's figure had already appeared at the landing point of Vorusk. This time, Vorusk's body was solidified and his ribs were smashed.

But Leikou's neck was also directly cut open by Volusk with a broken arm bone!

"All skills were just a prototype before me, and I made them into a complete system! And you are trying to use what I created to fight me. Even if you are stronger than me now, you will not win Yes, because I will not fail!"

Vorusk's mouth was opened to the maximum, and blood sprayed out as he spoke, dyeing Laiko's face red with blood!

"Cough~ Ke! You!"

Lai Ko's throat was torn off, and she could no longer speak a complete sentence.

Even though he tried his best to open his mouth to question, he could only make an indistinct muffled sound.

"I won!"

Vorusk grabbed Leko's shoulder armor with his remaining arm! Throwing Leko's arm in front of Bulkeso!

Vorusk has taken a part of Rekko's legend in his own way, and that's enough!

The core of the legendary set of Lai Ko is the breastplate of affection named Lai Ko, but what Bulkelso needs now is not a core, but an attack capable of tearing the soul of the devil king of hell in the dark soul stone force.

So this shoulder armor is the purpose of Volusk!

Lai Ko's important task!

This shoulder armor is the symbol of the master of battle in the tribe of bulls!

Raiko was lifted from the shoulders of the previous commander who died in battle.

No one can remember the original name of this shoulder armor, because it has become a brand new legend along with Leiko!

"No, Vader has reached his limit!"

Maddock spoke softly.

Vader's plan originally didn't require anyone to pay the origin of his soul, as long as the barbarians could wholeheartedly help Bulkasso climb to the high platform where the gods are, this time it wouldn't have been so difficult.

Juggernaut Karn, Kutur, Kanuk and Leko don't even need to provide any help, as long as they can watch silently like that old general of Qualkek.

It would have been a smooth affair.

"I'd rather not leave any traces behind, and I'd rather get rid of them completely!"

Vader's face had become contorted.

His soul transformed from human form to demon.

Endless hatred began to affect his soul, and he is now marching in the direction of the devil.

"That's it! Use this power to drive these weapons! Their legends, your souls will become my nourishment!"

Azmodan's voice suddenly came out, and he began to absorb these legends with the help of the demonic power in Vader's soul!

If he can accomplish all these, then he will surpass the scope of the demon king and become a demon god!

The Devil God of Sin sounds more terrifying than the Lord of Sin, and it is more in line with Azmodan's wishes!

"What are you dreaming about? Azmodan?"

Andariel, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke.

She's got what she wants.

The King of Torment finally got what she always wanted to taste, the pain born of herself!

And now she is finally complete!

Absorbing part of Vader's soul turned Andariel into a nephalem!

"I was never your sister! I am the child of the noble Inaris and the primordial sin Lilith, and I should have been a nephalem!"

Andariel's voice became graceful at this moment, and she began to sing slowly.

"I didn't expect you to stand here~ Let me tell you how easy it is to kill your friend~

I tore their bodies, cut off their flesh, and put them into the pot piece by piece!

Pour boiling hot oil, and then stir-fry with the magic fire in hell~

Add fresh chilis from their farm and make a puree with their blood!

Pain is always there, but it is extremely far away from me.

Use my poison as a seasoning, use my emptiness as a roiling red soup!

Then, drink them all up, chant, chant death called pain~"

Andariel hummed a cruel ditty in a weird way. In her singing, everyone felt the nausea from the heart.

But Azmodan's absorption of Vader's soul came to an abrupt end!

Vader's soul began to vomit!

The soul began to vomit, and he vomited all his hatred!

A small, demonic form of him emerged from the ground.

"Azmodan, hello."

Andariel smiled softly, as crisp as a shaking wind chime.

Only Skeleton King can still act at this time!

Even though he had been beaten to pieces many times, he stood up again at this moment!

The shattered Skeleton King's Wrath also returned to its original form, hitting Leko's waist heavily!

There was a sound like beating beef on a chopping board, accompanied by the sound of bones cracking.

Like the previous Vorusk, Lai Ko's body was thrown high into the air.

"Damn madwoman, I can fight you endlessly!"

There was annoyance in Leoric's voice.

He knew that at this time, no one could stop Bulkelso from taking the first step to become a god.

"Vorusk, is this also your plan?"

Leoric asked unwillingly.

Then he was hit on the chest by Kanuk who rushed out suddenly!

Kanuk's charge seemed to be constantly beating a war drum, gradually strengthening!

On the way here, Kanuk kept flying the god of war Aurak, and then used his superb charging skills to use Aurak as a prop to accumulate power.

For this reason, he did not hesitate to have half of his shoulder chopped off by Aurak's heavy God of War blade!

But Canuck never flinched, no matter what kind of battle he encountered or how powerful the enemy he faced, he never flinched.

Canuck's life can be described with the phrase "go forward indomitable".

Following this blow, Leoric's bones shattered to the ground again.

"Leiko!"

Clear bloodstains can be seen on Canuck's head.

Because his shoulder was smashed by Orac, the evil-proof shoulder armor was not directly in front of him.

Canuck hit Leoric with his head!

Compared to Laiko, Canuck is not that powerful.

Even a Skeletron not known for his strength cost him dearly for the charge.

The moment his impact shattered Skeletron, his mighty spine was also shattered.

After one blow, Canuck was paralyzed on the ground, still shouting out Lecco's name.

Without the protection of the holy mountain, the soul of this ancestor would have dissipated with this desperate blow.

"Andariel, I won't thank you!"

Vader spoke loudly, and then stomped the vomited demon directly to the ground.

The entire holy mountain was exuding azure brilliance, directly crushing the soul of this demon until there was nothing left.

Vader's soul and existence were preserved.

"I don't expect your thanks, I just don't want to see the birth of the fourth demon god."

Andariel said with a brisk smile:

"I will not just sit back and watch Bulkasso become the God of Creation, I have felt the feeling in Malsail's body, I can clearly feel my own weakness, and that feeling can drive any existence crazy.

Even what Leoric had been through would seem shallow there. "

During the period of being swallowed by Malthael, both the archangel and the devil of hell will feel torment.

It was like being trapped in an endless void, without a time reference, and unable to speak, and even thinking became a luxury.

After her soul was complete, Andariel finally felt the pain of that experience.

"No, he's done!"

Volusk took off the phantom of the Immortal King's suit, and dragged his seriously injured body to dig out a jar of spirits from the ground, which was covered with his and Leko's blood.

"Lei Ko finally chose to be fulfilled. Believers of fate will never intervene in it, and this time is the same."

After finishing speaking, Vorusk stuffed the spirits into his mouth and drank it vigorously.

"You all have great trust in Lei Ko, or you have never recognized me, but do you know? Lei Ko is a person who immediately thinks of escaping, even though she can always overcome the idea of ​​escaping."

Volusk's voice was not loud, but enough for all the ancestors to hear.

How can a person who believes in fate be fearless? Lai Ko just forced herself not to think about it.

Leko, who had lost her beloved, had long since lost her faith, so she never got out of the framework set by Volusk.

Destiny is a humble word for the strong and an excuse for the weak.

No one knows what Israel is thinking.

Whether even fate itself cares about all this no one can be sure.

Does destiny even exist?

If it wasn't for Yserial who really appeared in front of everyone in the name of the Archangel of Fate, Volusk even thought that fate never existed.

You must know that Yzreal is also known as the Archangel of Balance, and Volusk has always felt that fate is just an excuse for him to maintain balance.

Following Volusk's words, the ancestors in the battle also slowly stopped fighting.

Except for Canuk who destroyed the Skeleton King for Leiko, none of the ancestors present was seriously injured.

It's time to calm down now.

"Andariel~"

Azmodan's final voice is finally heard!

Burkasso finally made a move!

Two exquisite heavy weapons that didn't look like barbarian weapons appeared in his hands, and then they were heavily inserted into his chest upside down!

The splashed blood was extremely hot, exuding scorching heat!

The snow on the sacred mountain of Harrogath began to melt under this temperature, and the solid ice made by Leoric turned into running water.

The melted snow gathered into streams and exposed the ground of the sacred mountain.

The grass on the ground is still sprouting, and the flowers are beginning to bloom.

The ground got rid of the shadow of death, and the ashes of the barbarians were washed away along the stream, revealing the original appearance of the soil.

"Vorusk, you never told me about this!"

Bulkelso's voice sounded, even with two heavy weapons stuck in his chest, his voice was still rough and heroic.

"It looks like Kanai's Cube was activated by you? With my blood?"

Bulkasso looked at the scarred Vorusk with calm eyes and said.

He has seen everything that happened before.

It's just that when faced with that situation, he couldn't do anything else.

"Otherwise everything here will spread throughout the world, and those hell devil kings will never appear in front of you again."

Volusk responded by slamming the empty flagon to the ground.

It is impossible for outsiders to know what happened on the holy mountain.

The power of Kanai's Box was completely activated, and everything here was completely blocked.

No outsiders will know that there was a "tragic internal strife" on the holy mountain of Harrogath, and no one will know that in the dark soul stone on Bulkasso's forehead, the hell devil named Azmodan completely was destroyed.

"Absorb all of Azmodan now, Bul-Kathel."

Vorusk said this to Bulkasso.

Then he watched Burkasso make an unbelievable move.

He pulled out the two weapons on his chest that pierced his body!

The fiery magma-like blood began to splash, and it fell on the ground, completely burying the vitality everywhere.

The two extraordinarily delicate weapons became rough in Bulkelso's rough actions, just like the double knives in the hands of the last Bulkelso, becoming irregular.

"What are you doing? I want Azmodan to fully integrate into your weapon and shape your legend. After you completely turn the Seven Demon Kings into your legend, you will be a god!"

Volusk growled in disbelief.

He couldn't understand Bulkeso's actions.

"He wants to swallow Azmodan with his own body, and let the power of evil become part of him. First become the Great Demon God, and then become the Creator God? This is the path that Malthael has proven feasible."

Andariel said with a strong mocking tone.

Apparently she didn't think Bulkelso was capable of this.

"No, I want to be myself, not the bastard-like Creator God you think!"

Bulkelso said so, and sprinkled all the remains of Azmodan through his whole body with blood!

In the fiery blood, the rule tattoo on Bulkelso's chest began to work!

Devour and copy, followed by understanding to make it your own experience!

This is what the Ring of Ekatan has proven, the way to become the strongest!

Had Azmodan still existed, he would have understood what Bul-Kelso's actions meant.

But in this world, only Bulkelso and him have come into contact with the ring of Ekatan that became powerful through itself!

It is a down-to-earth road where you can see every trace behind you.

This road will be full of thorns, but it will also be full of birds and flowers!

Standing at a fork in the road, Bulkelso walked on a road that no one else had chosen.

A road that has not been chosen, a road that is full of unknowns, but will leave traces!

"Bulk Casso! Do as I ask! You have missed the first step, as long as you keep going, you will become a god of creation!"

Volusk directly dissipated the body formed by the gathering of anger, and he returned to the state of soul, directly squeezed the power from the holy mountain of Harrogas, and transformed himself back into a complete form.

"You are the Immortal King, and I will eventually become the Immortal King!"

Burkesso stuck the two broken weapons directly into the ground, and roared loudly at Vorusk.

That kind of pure anger completely dissipated the breath left over from the battles on the holy mountain of Harrogas.

Instead, it was replaced by fiery anger!

"But you are not yet! So listen to me and follow my will!"

Vorusk stood in front of Bulkelso, his sturdy body, which was half his head taller than Bulkelso's, exuded a terrifying aura!

"Madock, tell the dead Vorusk! Will you obey the impertinent orders of the Immortal King!"

Bulkelso looked Vorusk in the eyes and roared loudly.

No one in the Holy Land can beat Bulkelso!

Even the living Volusk!

And now that Volusk is dead, Bulkelso mercilessly exposed this fact.

"The Immortal King is the strongest barbarian, and now Bulkelso is the strongest barbarian."

Maddock talked about him left and right, and he didn't intend to answer the question of whether he would obey the orders of the Immortal King.

Bulkelso knew very well that whether it was Madoc or other ancestors, they all had their own will.

The words of the Immortal King are sometimes better than farting!

On the cold, holy mountaintop of Harrogath, farts may also produce a cloud of water vapor.

The words of the Immortal King may leave nothing behind when they dissipate.

"But he's not the Immortal King yet!"

Vorusk stared at Bulkasso's eyes as well, and he was not interested in looking at Maddock.

Madoc is just a prop for Vorusk and Bulkelso to go head to head.

"Vorusk, I have proven that my path can go farther than yours!"

Bulkelso's beard began to flutter, and the blood on his body continued to flow on the surface of his body along with the devouring tattoo!

Every time it circulates, part of that pure rule will be absorbed by his body, leaving a brand new tattoo on his body surface.

When Bulkelso completely liberates his soul, he will become the strongest self, powerful enough to ignore the rules.

At that time, Bulkelso didn't need the title of "Creator God" to flaunt himself.

Because when the time comes, the name Bulkelso will become the adjective of "the strongest"!

"But your path is nothing short of whimsical!"

Volusk grabbed Bulkeso's beard and roared angrily.

"I am the strongest barbarian! Because the name Bulkeso is the strongest!"

"That's the oldest, the purest! It's not the strongest! The Bulkelso you mentioned was defeated in the face of Rathma! Now he doesn't even know if consciousness exists! Shirtless and tie!"

Volusk roared angrily!

"Sure enough, you know about the origin of that barbarian, but you never said it!"

Bulkeso punched Vorusk in the face with his fist, and with his other hand he took hold of Vorusk's beard. That angry breath washed over Volusk's body continuously.

Bulkelso didn't want to lose a beard because of his heavy punch. After all, beards can't be restored by potions.

"Also! Call me Buer Kaisuo! Now this name is the strongest!"

"Bastard! You bastard! You are a young idiot less than a thousand years old, do you know the power of experience!"

Volusk kicked Bulkeso's stomach, but only let himself take a few steps back in a embarrassed posture.

The dead Vorusk didn't even have the strength to shake Bulkasso's body after experiencing Leko's devastation.

"Experience is to keep young people from going astray, but my road ahead has long been beyond what you can see!"

Bulkelso directly pressed Vorusk to the ground, and spoke to him word by word.

"I accept your kindness, but it is I who choose to sacrifice, it is my own will! No one persecutes me, no one can persecute me!

Now, you are an old antique who will be almost two thousand years old when you die! Give me a break, and watch how I devour the devil king of hell bit by bit! "

The moment Bulkelso finished speaking, Azmodan's remaining power was completely swallowed up!

On his back appeared an inverse cross made of ferocious devil horns surrounded by black roses.

Azmodan, Lord of Sin.

His understanding of crime seems a little romantic.

"Without the legendary weapons shaped by Azmodan, how would you crush the souls of those Hell Lords? Do you want us to sacrifice a few legends every time to help you break through the Dark Soul Stone!

You just made this choice on a whim! Now the barbarian can only help you do this one more time! "

Volusk still roared unrelentingly.

Forcibly opened the dark soul stone, but the guys inside were still restricted.

These barbarian ancestors gave their own legends and the brilliance of their souls to create miracles.

It couldn't be easier if it was just to open the dark soul stone, but that wouldn't completely crush those hell demon kings.

"Now I can use time to slowly devour them, and I have the rules of devouring!"

Bulkelso said without any shyness.

This place is shrouded in the power of Kanai's Box, and Kanai's Box will not dissipate this power without Bulkelso's permission.

This is the authority of Bulkelso as the only user of Kanai's Cube.

The addition of every rule makes Bulkelso even stronger.

"But that's an unknown path, can you really do it!"

Volusk burst out such a sentence from his teeth, and the raging anger could still be seen in his eyes.

"Has someone been ahead of the road you set out to tell you what to do?"

Bulkasso looked at Vorusk intently:

"The original barbarian? What else do you know?"

Bulkelso probably understood why Vorusk was so angry and determined.

It seems that the original barbarians chose such a path.

That guy is also good at forging, so he can use this method to explore the road ahead.

"Let me guess? Bulkelso's solemn oath was prepared for Beale? As for the blood of the warrior? His purpose is Imprius?"

Bulkeso watched Vorusk's face, not wanting to miss any possible traces.

Unlike him, Vorusk can't tell lies, but Vorusk is indeed a guy who doesn't know how to hide his mind.

"Gudong~"

The sound of swallowing saliva came from Leoric's skeleton body.

It was all so exciting that he felt that he might be silenced.

The history of the country of Candulas is a bit short, and the secrets of the guys who existed in ancient times are not yet accessible.

"So Bul-Kelso's wedding ring is Azmodan? The life-swallowing rule?

The eliminated weapon in Holy Price is Tyrael? The tribal guardian is Auriel?

So who are Bulkeso's children? Is it wisdom? Or fate? "

Bulkasso kept pressing Volusk, and Volusk's messy hair like a lion's mane fell down smoothly at this moment, and he could no longer see his heroic spirit.

Apparently Bulkelso in front of him has already guessed a lot of things.

And it's so close to the truth!

"Okay, how much did he do this way? Or what rules did he get?"

Bulkelso tried to read more news from Volusk's face, but now Volusk just closed his eyes and said nothing with a straight face.

This way is enough to keep Bulkelso from getting more news.

As for leaving, Volusk's dignity prevented him from fleeing in embarrassment.

"Well, since you chose to do so, I'll ask a few more questions at the end."

Bulkelso put the two awkward weapons that had been burned by his blood on the ground back into his backpack, and finally averted his eyes from Volusk's face.

"Is he just? Has he been watching all this?"

Bulkelso asked word by word, the most important of these two questions was the first one.

And if Volusk is unwilling to answer such a question, then it is no different from giving an answer.

As for the second question, that is something that needs to be considered after getting the answer to the first question.

"He is just, he is just. But more fraternal."

It was very difficult for Volusk to say this.

He didn't lie about this sentence.

"He eventually failed under the interference of Rasma, but this road is the closest to success!"

Now that so much has been said, Volusk let go a little bit and told more news.

Facing Bulkelso, concealment will only bring more troubles, and the best choice is to bring everything to a staged end.

Volusk's answer is already clear.

The original barbarian didn't observe everything. Obviously, after being disturbed by Rathma, this existence suffered serious injuries.

Although I don't know how he made the Hell Demon King and the archangels silent as if they had forgotten everything he did, but obviously what he did may be closer to success.

"Vassily, you should know this name! What happened to him?"

Burkesso asked a question.

Vasily, the most primitive ancestor of Druids.

Brother of the original barbarian.

There has been no news of this existence for a long time, and the news of his death has even spread throughout the world.

"As you know, he's dead."

The path of the original nephalem Bul-Kelso is the one that Vorusk wants Bul-Kelso to take.

Malsail's path can also lead to success, but because he is an archangel himself, there is not much difficulty in devouring the archangels. It's like the birth of the Great Demon God.

But the first path failed in the end. Although it was very close to success, it was clear that Rathma knew how to make people who chose this way fail.

And Bulkasso is not Masail and Diablo, he can't devour the devil king of hell and the archangel without hindrance... The second way is the very difficult one that Andariel said, no one can do it. Guaranteeing that Bulkelso could turn into a bastard-like stitch monster, he himself didn't want to.

Then there is only one last way to go.