Dark Savages Come To the United States

The Seven Devil Kings of Hell are actually just a weak collective term.

For human beings, the seven devil kings are equally full of dangers. After all, there are not many existences who have the ability to say no to the seven devil kings.

Andariel seems to be the least ambitious of the seven devil kings, just like that big bug Duriel, who is simply satisfying the hobby hidden deep in her soul.

But that doesn't mean they don't have any city government.

"Andariel, you will say it before I find a way to devour you."

When Burkasso said this, he touched the tattoo on his chest with his hand, and his tone was very severe.

You can even feel the cruelty from the blood of the devil.

"You have never been the one we fear the most, Bulkelso. You have lost the nobility of your soul, what is the difference between you and a killing machine now?

You're not even more intimidating to me than that Vorusk guy, or even that mindless fool Cassius is. "

There was disdain in Andariel's voice, and Azmodan, who was also imprisoned in the Dark Soul Stone, changed his opinion of Andariel.

"You don't have any hobbies, and you only like spirits because they can give you a sting.

You have no hopes, not even desires, and no ambitions.

Burkesso, tell me what is the meaning of your existence? Is it just a noble dedication?

You are like a shell without ego, and you made this choice just because you heard the bewitching of those archangels.

What is the difference between the actions of those archangels and ours? "

Andariel stated his views on all this with sarcasm in his voice.

Bulkelso could even imagine that Andariel's disgusting, alluring body was getting her hair trimmed, and a beautiful, cruel and vicious expression was exuding charm.

"I heard the wailing of the people and saw the tears of the children.

I feel the heart-piercing despair, and the hatred for you.

Andariel, you are whole souls, but you have never had the chance to feel the sublime of humanity! "

Bulkelso said lightly.

This is his truth, but not all.

"There is no difference between us and the Archangels. We have corrupted countless people, and they have only 'infected' the strongest among humans. In the end—you humans, nephalem—will only serve as nourishment for the rules."

What Andariel said at this time made Azmodan silent.

Azmodan felt that it was time for him to consider a different way of dealing with Andariel.

Everything that Andariel has shown now has exceeded the understanding of Azmodan, the king of evil.

How much do the seven demon kings of hell know each other? Although they have existed together for a long time, they look at each other more with conspiracy.

Cooperative, but equally hostile.

Every demon king of hell wants to become a great demon god, but Diablo has gone the farthest on this path.

"You mean Rathma is out of your hands? Or is it the same with Bul-Kelso?"

Bulkeso unscrewed the bottle cap and took a gulp.

The quality of the spirits? Bulkelso didn't care about that.

Like questions like tingling sensation, Andariel is right.

He just likes the tingle.

Gaining power is never free.

As a price to pay for surpassing Cassius's mastery of ignoring pain, the senses were quite blunted for Bulkelso.

Therefore, he has no requirements for the taste of food, and the sense of taste is just a powerful sacrifice for Bulkelso itself.

He didn't feel at all about Andariel's bewitching words.

On the contrary, he paid attention to different things, for example, Andariel avoided talking about Rathma.

"Rathma wants to wake up his mother, how do you think Lilith, the mother who I share with Nephalem, will treat Malthael?"

"Mathael will make Lilith understand the meaning of death."

Bulkelso is about to end this conversation, and the language often seems empty.

As a bridge of communication, language is only useful when two parties need to communicate.

But now Bulkelso didn't intend to have any understanding with the devil king of hell.

"Heh heh heh~ Burkesso, I foolishly think that you are not as unambitious as I imagined, or that your ambition is not even comparable to that guy Vorusk."

Andariel let out a string of laughter like silver bells.

Who would dedicate himself so noblely that he would even be willing to lose himself?

hero?

Andariel has seen too many heroes in her life, but none of them are as determined as Bulkelso.

A hero without ambition, or purpose, would not be as determined as Bulkelso.

"Ambition? Maybe. But before that, I have to give you a home!"

Bulkelso roared violently, and Bulkelso's voice could be heard everywhere on the holy mountain, that kind of sound like the tongue of flame in a furnace, constantly devouring the sound.

"Bulkasso!"

Leoric's voice sounded at the right time, and the burly skeleton of the Skeleton King appeared in front of Bulkelso.

Craig has already got the memory that belongs to Kharazim, and now the Skeleton King is no longer entangled.

There seems to be little difference between Bulkelso's appearance now and when he was driven crazy by Diablo.

So he is worried.

"Leoric, good to see you standing here."

Bulkelso said to Leoric with a blank face.

He kept rubbing the mouth of the wine bottle with his hands, and his rough fingers made an unpleasant sound on the mouth of the glass.

"Although you will not be helpless against the persecution of the devil king of hell like me, but you are already standing on the verge of danger."

"I'm sorry about Leah. Leoric."

Bulkelso finally had a chance to say this to Leoric.

"Bulkelso, tell me about my granddaughter. I think she must be a straight child like Aidan."

Leoric let out a long breath.

Although he no longer has the conditions to exhale, the lament from the soul still makes everyone feel his regret.

"Leah, she's kind. Kinder than me, Kane, even Auriel."

Bulkelso organized his language and sat directly on the ground.

Sitting directly on the ground in the snow of the holy mountain, the whole body sank into the snow.

"But you know, Liya has no one to guide her to gain strength, although she is a powerful fighter in the eyes of ordinary people.

But compared to Hell Demon King, that's too far behind.

She never complained, not even watching Kane's body turn to ashes in the flames. "

Bulkeso spoke slowly.

When Bulkasso met Leah at that time, Sonia and Li Min were already by Leah's side.

The monk in Karasim was like a guide, constantly helping Leah.

"Leoric, you know. Human kingdoms are always changing, and there are only a few ways to obtain power that are truly passed down. Before Candulas, the kingdom of darkness was also destroyed. .

There are only a few ways that are the most stable way to become stronger. "

Bulkelso's words silenced Leoric.

Whether it's the fallen kingdoms or the wanderers.

There are also powerful fighters among them.

But apart from the professions and ethnic groups represented by the first generation of Nephalem, there is no longer a path that can stabilize and become stronger.

Leoric is strong, there's no doubting that.

Before he became the Skeleton King, he was also a powerful warrior enough to make the Hell Demon King face up to it.

It's even hard to tell whether Leoric is stronger alive or as Skeletron.

But that is not a road to the strong with a benchmark.

"While I was alive... Forget it. It seems that you don't want to talk about the past with me. Bulkelso, your long life has allowed you to witness the rise and fall of Candullas. Those are not legends to you, but past."

A faint blue light flashed in Leoric's empty eye sockets.

That's the soul of Skeletron.

He exists, so this skeleton can be as clean as new.

"That was yesterday! Leoric!"

Burkasso roared a little out of control.

Not far away, those ancestors were silently watching what happened here.

For the Nephalem of the Longevity species, many things happened just yesterday.

Lai Ko folded her hands on her chest and lowered her head.

She felt some discomfort in her throat, but she didn't want to clear her throat.

Just "yesterday" she lost her lover.

That is unforgettable enough.

That's why Lecco believed in fate so much that she even got the favor of Yzreal.

"Bulkelso, you are the courage of a savage."

Tariq appeared next to Bulkelso, his thick arms resting on Bulkelso's shoulders.

"You are the king of the barbarians, but you don't seem to be so competent. You are the only king among the leaders of the barbarians that made the barbarians a rare group."

Maddock stuck his ax into the ground, rubbing his chin with one hand and speaking.

"But you are also the most noble king, but you are less selfish."

Korik stood beside the Skeleton King and patted Leoric on the shoulder casually.

The three ancestors are not Bulkelso's predecessors, they are partners.

Grow together and fight together until the moment of death.

Therefore, only the three of them can tell Bulkeso many things.

"A king is not supposed to be a saint, Bulkelso, but you are."

Volusk stood on the cliff in the distance and said quietly.

Without desire, there is no possession.

Noble, that means not plundering.

Kindness, thought that fighting was always the last option.

But only Bulkasso, who is least like a king, is the king trusted by all barbarians.

"Bulkasso, that's interesting."

Azmodan finally found a chance to speak.

In his opinion, now is the best chance to corrupt Bulkelso.

Being pointed out by familiar people can easily breed evil.

Azmodan sensed a familiar scent, and with some guidance, evil would spread.

People have always been like this, negative emotions always emerge in endlessly.

So Azmodan, the Lord of Sin, is the most difficult hell devil to defeat.

"But I am the king of the barbarians! You should respect the king a little!"

Bul-Kelso ignored Azmodan's voice in his head.

He shouted loudly to the soul in front of him.

"No king does everything himself, Bulkasso."

Tariq pulled out the Token of Shame and stuck it next to Madok's great axe.

Kerik also pulled out his giant axe and stuck it on the ground.

Three huge heavy weapons intertwined together, like a mountain.

"Woo~"

There was a rough sound of breaking through the air, and Volusk's gravel hammer fell heavily on the weapon mountain.

The Stone Hammer of the Immortal King was emitting a dazzling blood-red light.

The original legendary weapon will carry the light of the soul of the man who shaped the legend.

Bloody crimson is Vorusk's soul.

With the red light flashing on the stone hammer of the Immortal King.

The Proof of Shame, Maddock's Sorrow, and the three legendary weapons of Bastin's Power also began to shine.

Talic's testimony of shame floated gray regrets, his soul a gray of hope and pain.

Madock's giant ax was emitting a faint blue light, which was sadness.

Maddock, the Battle Prophet, was always sad because he knew the outcome of the battle, and his giant ax became a little rusty and full of depression.

Maddock, the rudest, has been in utter sadness.

There was a warm fire glow on Bastin's power, but it only turned into a fierce orange-yellow in an instant, and it was gradually turning into incandescence.

Kerrick's soul is full of cherishing of life, warm but cruel.

His incomparable love for life fills him with rage in battle.

Fighting is ultimately about taking lives, so Korick's soul is the purest anger.

"Bulk Casso, you haven't created a legend, have you?"

Looking at the scene in front of him, Leoric asked with some incredulity.

Bulkelso hasn't really created his own legend yet, and no one knows what color his soul will be.

Perhaps Masail knew this, because when he was fighting Bulkesso, the power of death would make him see things differently.

"Legends are the power you leave behind after the curtain falls."

Bulkelso looked at the hill of several weapons, and took out Oathkeeper and Mercy.

The two legendary weapons are exuding brilliance.

The oathkeeper of Andakurgas is gray and white full of hatred.

Andakurgas killed his betrayer brother with his own hands, he had no mercy, only anger full of hatred.

The emerald green that is full of love for life is emitted from Mocott's merciless body.

Mokot, who has no mercy for all evils and named his weapon "No Mercy", is the one who can't bear to watch his life die the most.

Some guys, as long as they live, they will make others unable to live.

So even if he couldn't bear it, Mocott was persuading himself not to show mercy.

"And I! Bulkelso! The curtain will never end!"

When Bulkasso said these words, the entire Harrogas Sacred Mountain trembled.

"Tch, you were still called Guang... Forget it, let's not disappoint."

Hailab, who was dubbed the conqueror, whispered not far away.

There was a smile on his face.

His whole body, which did not shape the legend into a weapon, was constantly emitting black.

Conqueror, is nothing but a joke.

What did Hylabria conquer?

He just had to plunder the few survival resources for the continuation of his tribe.

He just felt like a joke, full of sarcasm.

The conqueror is a pacifist who wants peace in the world. But in order to prevent the children in the tribe from shivering with their upper bodies bare in the cold wind.

He waged unjust wars and suffered for them.

Yet it is called a conqueror.

At this time, pure power began to emanate from the holy mountain.

Pure, colorless power.

Only the constantly trembling ground was evidence of the display of strength.

The power of the holy mountain pulled away the legends of the ancestors shining with soul, and rushed towards Bulkeso.

The mixed colors turned into pure brilliance, which directly crashed into Bulkelso's forehead.

The crimson radiance and pure radiance on the Dark Soul Stone tangled together, and the wings of light of courage began to emerge behind Bulkelso.

The three forces began to clash, and then they all rushed into Bulkelso's forehead.

"what have you done!"

Azmodan let out a terrible cry, he was being strangled by several forces.

The pain that seemed to put the soul in a millstone was constantly stirring, which made the evil king start to howl.

His wailing was transmitted to the entire holy mountain.

The connection between the dark soul stone and the outside world was forcibly broken through by mixed forces, and the dark soul stone is not the cage that will never see the sun at this moment.

"Okay, Azmodan, be a little more respectable. You are the Lord of Hell."

Andariel's voice full of pleasure sounded, and everyone could feel the pleasure and distortion.

King of torment, Andariel finally found what she'd always wanted to feel.

Pain!

Andariel kept torturing everything, from body to spirit, she kept trying all kinds of terrible punishments.

It's just to make his twisted soul feel pain.

Andariel is not complete.

As the child of Inaris and Lilith, she was supposed to be a nephalem, just like Rathma.

But her birth was not smooth, she did not inherit the power of Angel's father, but completely inherited Lilith's magical power.

The remnants of the Angel make her soul incomplete, so she continually devours the souls of the suffering ones in an attempt to make herself whole.

Andariel doesn't expect to be a nephalem, but at least she wants to be a complete demon.

Incompleteness is the pain of Andariel. In order to be complete, Andariel constantly creates tragedies and develops torture.

Step by step, she climbed to the throne of the Demon King of Hell, but she was not a complete demon after all.

"Today is such a beautiful day~ the birds are singing~ the flowers are blooming! A day like this, you child! Should burn in the flames of hell!"

Vader's figure suddenly appeared nearby, speaking in a singing tone.

The moment he finished speaking, the strong hatred in Vader's soul joined the collision of the three forces!

hatred!

Hate is Vader's soul!

Hatred of one's own weakness! Hate for my own weakness! Hate for loss!

His lover was taken away by Azmodan, the Lord of Sin, and then under the devastation of Andariel, his lover's soul was shattered into pieces.

Before Vader died, he saw his lover's broken corpse that looked like a pile of rotten flesh!

There is only one head left, with twisted pain on it!

Just seeing a head, he understood how much torture his lover suffered before he died!

It wasn't the tragedy of his lover that filled his soul with hatred!

Instead, the opened eyes are full of hope for life!

Before his lover died, he was still full of hope for him!

She believed that Vader would earn enough money to redeem her from the clutches of the Lord of Hell!

"Die!"

Vader roared angrily, his eyes completely turned red.

The pupils continued to expand, turning into two deep cavities, from which the tears of the soul flowed!

"Azmodan! Andariel! Die! Die! Die!"

Vader's roar became sharper and crazier each time!

The light of Kanai's Box appeared on Vader's body!

This ancestor who always had nothing to do, avoided the eyes of others, and got the tacit approval of Volusk!

Successfully contacted Kanai's Cube!

"Such a great artifact, you have finally been used to do a great thing!"

Volusk was standing on a high place laughing wildly, his body trembling unceasingly.

Bul Kesso's sacrifice was something he had witnessed.

Volusk is the Immortal King!

Before Bulkelso succeeds, he will escort every barbarian!

Now that Bulkelso has made a sacrifice and chosen a noble sacrifice, as the Immortal King, he will not let a barbarian go mad in pain!

Bul-Kelso's plan is crazy, but Volusk is even crazier than Bul-Kelso!

He who dares to challenge the rules will not abide by his own rules like Bulkasso with a broken soul, he wants to be above everything else!

At this moment, Vader's power became the last straw in this struggle!

The entanglement of the three forces finally decided the outcome!

The power of the holy mountain of Harrogas poured into Bulkasso's forehead, and the dark soul stone got rid of its scarlet and dark brown appearance and became brighter.

All the brilliance rushed into the dark soul stone on Bulkasso's head.

"I see, Volusk, I always thought that your legendary wildness was just bragging! Haha!"

Leoric laughed out loud!

When he met Bul Kasso, when he and Bul Kelso reached a consensus.

He was disappointed in Vorusk, the only immortal king in the legend.

Because at that time, Volusk was like a villain who bewitched an ignorant teenager to make sacrifices.

Not at all the courage that the Immortal King should have.

But until now, he finally understood all of Volusk's plans!

"Unfortunately, you have left that world now! If you get the legends from those places in Xiansai Academy, Bulkelso will be able to liberate his soul!

It's a pity that all this has changed beyond your imagination! "

Leoric roared loudly, his white hair blowing in the wind.

If Bulkelso hadn't left the original world, the legends of monks, crusaders, mages, witch doctors, and demon hunters could completely crush the souls of the six demon kings of hell!

And turn these into nourishment for Bulkelso!

The separated part of the soul will become unprecedentedly powerful, and become a great demon god in the dark soul stone.

As long as he receives the blessings and gifts from the archangels, Bulkelso will definitely ascend to the high platform of the God of Creation.

"What a pity! What a pity! You still have Kanai's Box! What a pity!"

Leoric watched with regret what was happening before him.

The legends of the six major occupations are enough to completely crush the souls of all the devil kings of hell except Diablo!

Coupled with the divine power of Kanai's Cube, these fragments will be integrated into Bulkelso's body without hindrance!

The reason why Bul-Kaisso has inherited this honorable name is because Vorusk has long thought out how to make him the greatest barbarian.

If everything goes according to Volusk's ideas, then the current Bulkelso is the strongest Bulkelso!

As for the existence of Bulkelso who divided his own soul, he will not be afraid!

Bulkasso, who is not afraid, is Diablo's biggest nemesis!

No fear, no confusion!

Even in the realm of fear, he will not be defeated by Diablo!

Bulkeso could have been a god.

It's a pity that the sudden appearance of Malthael ruined this opportunity!

The weapons of those barbarian ancestors became real in the dark soul stone and pierced Azmodan's body heavily.

"It's a little bit worse! It's a little bit worse!"

Vader has gone crazy!

His hatred is the key to piercing the soul of the hell lord.

These powers are not enough to completely crush the two hell demon kings!

"Leiko! Give me your legend!"

Volusk yelled loudly!

Not far away, Lei Kou was still watching silently with her arms folded in front of her chest.

A believer in destiny is willing to sacrifice, but will never violate the established rules.

Lecco, who was favored by Israel, did not intervene in this matter.

But she knew exactly what Volusk was going to do.

"Leiko! Hurry up!"

Olongus and Cassius yelled directly at Leko, and Aurak waved the God of War Blade in his hand directly at Leko.

Kanuk, who had been watching Leiko, suddenly rushed out, knocking Aurak away like a bolt of lightning.

If it is said that Lei Ko believes in destiny, then Canuck's faith is Lei Ko himself.

There will be no hesitation for Reiko Canuck! Even if he has to face his companions for thousands of years!

"Cassius, calm down!"

Kurtur of the Great Bear Tribe appeared behind Olongus with a challenge, his arms wrapped around Olongus like two giant pythons.

On the holy mountain, apart from Bulkelso, no one is stronger than Kotur.

Olongus, who was directly protected by Kotul, lost the ability to move.

"Kutur, we have different positions on this matter!"

Cassius yelled at Kurtur.

He had already been subdued in the contest with Bulkelso.

Cassius thinks that Bulkelso deserves everyone's help and deserves to be a god of creation!

Even in the face of his close friends, he is still on the side of Bulkeso and Volusk!

"Cassius, think about how to face Banal first!"

Kurtur yelled loudly at Cassius.

He wasn't going to fight Cassius, just as Cassius didn't want to fight him.

Banal appeared in front of Cassius with red eyes, waving the two knives in his hands indiscriminately.

"Banar, are you crazy!"

Cassius no longer had the time to deal with that monster of power called Kurtur.

When facing Banal, no existence can take it lightly!

Banal, who was completely caught in the madness, would never stop unless he was defeated!

"xia!"

Banal roared crazily!

"Azmodan, I X you X!"

Cassius' signature curse and battle cry appeared, but he didn't name his companions.

Even a man like him would not insult his own people.

So Azmodan became the one he named!

"Vorusk, what are you going to do to me?"

Lai Ko's eyes looked at Volusk calmly, she was really very curious.

All three of the barbarian's legendary suits belong to Bulkelso.

But she was wearing her legendary suit!

Lai Ko's Legendary Charge!

At this time, apart from Bulkelso, the strongest combat power on the holy mountain was not Vorusk who had just handed the gravel hammer to Bulkelso.

It's Lei Ko, a believer in fate!

Wearing the legendary suit, she is the strongest combat power on the holy mountain under Bulkasso!

It's just that she won't fight like Volusk.

Vorusk is just the Immortal King, and Reco is just a poor female warrior who died under the guidance of fate for Vorusk's mistakes.

In other words, Volusk owes Lecco his life!

"You know, your legend is not a must! Leiko!"

Even though Vorusk's tone was very serious, he still said it with a smile.

"ha!"

Aurak let out a battle cry, obviously he has played a real role in the battle with Canuk!

Canuck wasn't his type of guy.

A mighty barbarian, Canuck, leader of the Bull Clan after Lekko, always sought death in battle.

He has no sense of responsibility, what he wants is not the prosperity of the tribe, but just wants to keep following in the footsteps of Lei Ko.

"God of War? God of War will die too!"

Canuck roared, and charged towards Aurak with his shoulders sideways!

There was no difference in posture between this blow and the one he had slammed into Azmodan's stomach without turning back.

But this time, there was no dense army of demons for him to accumulate strength.

"Chief Canuck! You don't even inherit the title of leader! How dare you!"

Olak swung his signature slam, and the huge energy directly slashed down on Kanuk's body!

Aurak isn't known for outbursts, he's good at never-ending, never-ending battles.

Steady and precise, but lacking in finishing power.

He is undoubtedly stronger than Canuck, but winning is not something that can be achieved in a short time.

"Calgar!"

Olongus hit Kurtur on the bridge of the nose with a backward head hammer, but it had no effect.

It's just that there was a nosebleed that was not serious or serious, and it wasn't even considered an injury.

Kurtur's strong neck made it impossible for his head to be easily shaken.

Even if the bridge of his nose was hit hard, he would not be shaken in the slightest!

That's what Kurtur was like, stubborn as a rock.

Olongus called for Calgar, the vanguard general.

The legendary barbarian, who could pierce demons with a flagpole, joined the fray with a furious charge, a crude spear in hand.

Facing his compatriots, even though this battle could not be resolved easily, he did not intend to fight with all his strength.

Fighting is a matter in another field.

An epee fell from the sky and slammed on Calga's spear!

Jump and Slash Death from the Sky!

It was the barbarian who was dubbed the Juggernaut, the Juggernaut Kahn! The creator of talented fighters!

A legendary barbarian who kept fighting, screaming to kill as many as he could, and was finally drowned in the endless sea of ​​demons!

He doesn't think it is necessary for the creation gods to exist. So I chose to prevent Lei Kou from falling into a disadvantage.

Let time tell the outcome of everything!

"Vorusk, you selected the legends of those guys as the ladder for Bulkelso to become stronger, but they are not the best choice, are they?"

Lai Ko still said to Vorusk with that indifferent look.

There was no emotional change in the hoarse voice.

"Of course, the most ideal state is Kanuk's Blade of the God of War, and Cole's Fury of the Hidden Peak. Bastin's Power and Proof of Shame are not very suitable choices."

Volusk said with a smile.

Her blond hair fluttered in the wind.

"I wonder, how would you convince other guys if we hadn't come into this world?"

Reiko asked.

The wizards of Xiansai Academy, the crusaders of the Temple of the Brave, the monks of the Sky Temple, the witch doctors of the Invisible Land, and the demon hunters of the Avengers Camp are not the kind of existence that can be persuaded.

As for those necromancers in the Shadow Kingdom, they only follow Rathma's will.

And it is impossible for Rasma to let Burkasso ascend the throne of the Creator God, so the Necromancer himself is not counted by Volusk.

"Because of Bulkelso and Sonya."

Volusk only said two names.

Sonya and Johanna are on good terms. As the most powerful crusader of this generation, Johanna has completely controlled the entire voice of the Temple of the Brave.

The witch doctor Nazebo had reached a consensus with Volusk a long time ago, and wanted to create a god of creation to end the tragic fate of mankind.

The demon hunters represented by Vader are willing to do anything as long as they can completely kill the demon king of hell.

As for the monks of the Sky Temple, they owe Bulkelso a big favor. After all, Bulkelso personally helped them repair the set of legendary gloves of the Dragon Soul, and they will not stop this matter.

As for the mages of Xiansai Academy, Li Min will solve those problems.

As a profession based on knowledge, mages have a different view on equipment and legends than other professions.

The legacy of the ancestors is only a guide for mages to learn and move forward, not something that cannot be discarded.

Volusk had already thought of everything.

"Is that so? It's just that right now, Bulkelso seems to need my legend, but I'm not going to let that change happen."

Lai Ko was noncommittal about Vorusk's statement.

She is still firmly standing above the guidance of fate.

"Bulk Casso is the barbarian's benchmark! It is the banner of progress! It is the only thing that continues the race!"

The smile on Volusk's face changed slightly, and he growled with urgency.

Vader's soul cannot control those powerful forces for a long time, and this matter must be completed as soon as possible.

When Vader starts to squeeze his soul source, all traces of Vader's existence will disappear.

"Vorusk, we all know that after death, you can't defeat me after death."

Lai Ko said indifferently.

He conveniently buckled the helmet heavily on his head, covering his delicate and pale face.

She certainly wasn't indifferent to Bulkelso.

As the existence that has gone the farthest on the path of the barbarians, Bulkelso is a different existence to all the ancestors of the barbarians.

But Bulkasso's behavior made Malsail suddenly descend on the holy mountain of Harrogas, and this was the reason why those ancestors had doubts about Volusk's choice.

The arrival of Marthael said that the barbarians who had finally gathered were turned into dust, and it was impossible for them to have no complaints.

For this reason, the ancestors represented by Lai Ko thought that making Burkasso the God of Creation was a choice against fate.

Like the doom that Volusk challenged death itself, these ancestors feared that this plan would bring an even more painful price to the barbarians.

"But you forget a guy, even if you're alive, you can't kill him. It's the same for me."

Volusk took out a crown and tossed it gently in his hand.

Leoric's crown!

Skeleton King Leoric is on the sacred mountain of Harrogath!

At this time, on the holy mountain, only Bulkasso has the ability to suppress Leoric who does not belong to the category of life.

A Skeleton King who didn't reveal his existence to the world after recovering has no weakness!

Even if Lekko and Volusk were still alive, they couldn't completely kill the Skeleton King.

Simply crushing Leoric's bones is meaningless.

If Leoric doesn't plan to fall asleep, he can reappear in front of everyone in a full state with just a few breaths.

"You mean that monster? This is Mount Harrogath!"

Lai Ko said in a contemptuous tone.

The Skeleton King is indeed difficult to deal with, but on the holy mountain of Harrogath, the Skeleton King will also be severely suppressed.

After all, he is not life, neither angel nor demon.

The Skeleton King is something on another level, and Harrogas will not let him use his power easily.

"I am the Immortal King! And Bulkelso is the chosen user of Kanai's Box! He is protected by the original ancestor!"

Volusk spoke in a threatening tone.

The aura brought by the vast pure power is constantly approaching Leiko.

"You're going to rely on this to make me surrender? Stop joking! Immortal King? Even the first ancestors can't change my will!"

Along with the roar, Lei Ko also began to show a powerful aura.

That is a decisive tear, that is a painful struggle!

Attachment in despair, anger in love!

Legendary Barbarian Reco!

The handed down armor appeared on her body! It hosts all of Leikou's love, and is filled with all of Leikou's life!

"Why do you think I want to interfere?"

Leoric laughed loudly.

"Creator God? To be honest, if the person you choose is not Bulkelso, I will definitely prevent this from happening. I have never had a good impression of God."

As the pusher of Bulkasso's sacrifice now, Vorusk has nothing to do?

The Immortal King's asylum was interrupted by an accident.

But Volusk still intends to do so!