Dark Savages Come To the United States

Early the next morning, Kanai stood in front of Volusk's bed, his eyes were a bit complicated, as if he was watching his friend going down a road of no return.

"What, you can't wait to see me sitting on that stone throne?

Or is it that when you think that the person who becomes the Immortal King is not you, so you are a little jealous, and you plan to strangle me right now so that you can sit on that throne yourself?

Seriously, I'm still not used to being in bed. "

Volusk didn't even open his eyes, looking lazy.

To be honest, the feeling of lying in bed after a long absence was no different from the feeling of lying on the floor in the past, but Volusk strangely stayed up all night.

You have to know that even if this guy stays in the wilderness where there are dangers everywhere, he still sleeps when he wants to.

Vorusk would not admit that he could not sleep because he was about to become the Immortal King. He could only convince himself with the excuse that he couldn't get used to the bed.

"You can always trust me because I will always trust you."

There was a smile on Kanai's face. Although Kanai is not a barbarian who is so shallow that he can understand it at a glance, he is really not very good at acting.

"Nonsense, is it time for me to appear on stage? Or are you here to tell me that you wrote and drew on those parchment scrolls all night, so I didn't meet yesterday's hunting target?"

Volusk sat up straight slowly, and moved his spine by the way.

He didn't move all night in order to fall asleep, and staying in the same position for such a long time made his body feel uncomfortable.

"When you start to become the Immortal King, I have something to go out. Maybe I won't be able to see you sitting on that throne."

Kanai's smile is not very good-looking, a bit like being punched in the face severely by someone.

"I will always sit on the throne, you will come back one day, I believe in you."

Volusk finally finished moving his body, and got off the bare bed at the slowest speed of a normal person.

It was as if he hoped that the distance from this room to the Temple of the Elders would be infinitely extended.

"Okay, don't delay. It's not yet dawn, and you can go out and find a few demons to wake up your body. Maybe you can try to smash those things with your fists little by little?

Believe me, the feeling of blowing up demons with your fists is much more enjoyable than using a hammer. "

"I'll try it if I get the chance."

Volusk was noncommittal about Kanai's claims.

In fact, it is not far from his house to the Temple of the Elders. After all, according to the habits of barbarians, the closer their residence is to the Temple of the Elders, the higher their status will be.

Of course, this practice is to put aside the soldiers stationed in front of the city defense.

The personnel of the garrison are rotated, usually every three months or so. Although it is a rotation, none of the fighters is leisurely. They are either guarding the city or hunting.

As for farming? That kind of work is usually done by young people in training. The burden on them is not as heavy as these fighters.

Volusk always gets the best treatment in this kind of place.

For example, the most suitable position to launch a charge when fighting, the most suitable place to fight with one enemy and many terrains, and the place where you can enjoy the fun of fighting when you are behind.

Even though Vorusk could hear a barrage of negativity babbling before every battle, no one took it seriously.

Because Volusk always said something like "I can't do it, I want to go home", but when it comes to fighting, he can always do better than expected.

"If I disappear, you should know what you will do?"

Kanai was still laughing, and his words made Vorusk pause.

"I'll go find you, even if I'm afraid I won't find it no matter how hard I look."

After Vorusk finished speaking, he continued to walk, but his steps became a lot heavier.

"No, you can't find me. Because after today you will be the Immortal King, and barbarians cannot live without the Immortal King."

Kanai's smile was more natural at this time.

"Nonsense, hasn't Bulkasso disappeared long ago? We've lived without an Immortal King for a long time, and barbarians are not the kind of guys who can't live without someone."

Volusk walked on without even looking back at Kanai.

"You'll know when you sit on the throne. A barbarian cannot live without the Immortal King, even if, even if it's just an image."

Kanai also responded casually to Volusk.

The conversation between the two ended here for the time being, because they had already reached the gate of the Elder Temple.

The barbarians with a little bit of status are all here at this time. Although those ethnic groups that are still scattered outside have to be excluded, the barbarians staying on the holy mountain of Arreat can represent all barbarians.

Whether it is the Storm Tribe or the Bull, or even the Big Bear Tribe and the Tagus Tribe a little further away, there are warriors representing them permanently stationed on the holy mountain.

Mount Arreat trains the young warriors who come here, a tradition not unique to Qualkek.

"Ready?"

The elder grinned and said, with a teasing look on his face.

Volusk pouted, he didn't like the elder.

A sharp-tongued old bastard, that's what Vorusk said of the Elder.

This guy has always been able to say the most annoying things with ease, and he has the euphemistic name of "adapting the savage to the feeling of anger".

If Volusk hadn't been afraid that he couldn't beat the bastard, he would have punched the elder long ago.

"You have made a decision, what does it have to do with me being ready? If I am not ready, will you give me time to go back and prepare slowly?

To be honest, if I didn't feel that I couldn't beat the Hell Demon King, I felt that I would not be ready until I got the head of a Hell Demon King. "

Vorusk rolled his eyes at those who saluted him.

"Okay, go in. You'll know what you're going to do when you sit on that throne."

Kanai patted Volusk on the shoulder, making a lot of noise, Kanai used his strength.

"Ha, I always feel like I can't do well."

Volusk laughed twice, but his body still walked towards the Elder Temple firmly.

When standing outside the door, he could see the somewhat old seat there, and it seemed that no one had cleaned the dust on it for a long time.

"No, you will be the top three immortal kings we have."

Kanai said with a smile, and when his voice fell, Volusk also walked into the Elder's Temple, and the somewhat exaggerated stone gate made a teeth-piercing sound and closed it.

"Now it's time for me to do what I should do, Elder, and leave the rest to you."

Kanai looked at the elder standing outside the gate of the Elder Temple with complicated eyes, and then roughly opened a portal that he didn't know where he was going. Before he walked over, he reached out and touched his waist. That cloth bag seemed to be sure that he had brought all his things.

"The Immortal King cannot leave for a long time, or there must be an Immortal King on a holy mountain. But now we are about to have two."

The elder muttered in a low voice.

...

"I thought I couldn't even get close to this throne. What do I have to face? Is it a powerful demon that I might not be able to defeat?

Or is it necessary to hunt enough prey for everyone in the tribe to eat?

If I had to choose, I would probably prefer the former, because if it fails, it will only kill me, instead of letting the clansmen starve and be alone. "

Volusk walked in the dark hall of the Elders.

After the gate of the temple was closed, there was no light of fire inside.

It is not that the building made of stones has no lighting design, but that the Temple of the Elders did not prepare for these things from the beginning.

This temple is very airtight, if it weren't for the inevitable gaps in the stone building, this place might not even be well ventilated.

"Ah, a young man. I thought that apart from the last one, there would never be another young man who could be so strong among the barbarians. I didn't expect that there would be one."

A hollow sound followed the appearance of a phantom.

The moment this phantom appeared, it seemed as if the sky suddenly brightened in the Elder's Temple, and the whole room became bright.

Volusk was taken aback, his body tensed up, and he had already grasped his usual rock-crushing hammer in his hand.

It's as if it's about to be hammered at any time.

"Which one are you?"

Volusk's face was twitching, he was a little too nervous.

It's not that he hasn't seen monsters like ghosts before, but the place where this ghost appears is the sacred mountain of Arreat, which makes it particularly scary.

The sacred mountain of Arreat is full of ancestors who died in the battles of the barbarians in the past. If ordinary ghosts came to this place, they would have been directly torn apart by the spirits of those ancestors.

How could it appear in the Temple of the Elders?

Unless that ghost is so powerful that the spirits of the ancestors can't find him!

"Or this ghost is one of your ancestors! Bastard! The kid before had important things to do so I can accept his reluctance to become the Immortal King.

But this does not mean that only strength is enough to become the Immortal King!

Do you have any brains! ? "

There was some rough anger in that voice, which calmed Vorusk.

Perhaps this guy was more used to angry tones when he was relatively young?

"I said a long time ago that Kanai is more suitable than me. But if he has something to do, then I am willing to sit on the throne temporarily and give it to him when he comes back."

Volusk calmed down and spoke in a somewhat complaining tone.

He already understood who the fool who suddenly appeared in front of him was, so he didn't have to be so nervous.

"Bulkelso, I thought about whether I would be the lucky one to find the first ancestor, but now it seems that it doesn't take much luck to find you.

But I heard what Kanai said before, it seems that what process is needed to become the Immortal King? "

Volusk rolled his eyes at the phantom of the First Patriarch.

He would be happier if the first Bulkelso would throw him out and replace him with someone else to be the Immortal King.

"Process? What do you think this is? There is only one requirement to become the Immortal King, and that is that the clansmen think you are qualified.

When you step into this room, you can already declare yourself the Immortal King.

It's just that I do want to give you something, and when you take these things, you will understand what I want you to do. "

There was a sly smile in the eyes of the first ancestors.

And a floor tile in front of the throne was lifted, and inside was a box exuding a mess of light.

"There are some of my things in there, I want to leave them to an interesting guy, you can use them for a while, but after you meet the guy I said, you have to give them all to him.

That's what I, an old fellow, ask you to do. "

The first Bulk Kasso said with a smile.

And Vorusk looked at the phantom in front of him, and his eyes became weird.

"Speaking of which, you have been missing for such a long time, but why did you appear at this time? I remember when I was a child, I heard Kanai tell your story. It seems that the ending is that you disappeared after teaching the clansman the craft of casting.

How did you come back? "

Vorusk stood still and looked at the first-generation Bulkelso in front of him.

There was suspicion in that look.

"Ha! Why is there no one in the current Nephalem to record history?

When did that happen!

I haven't slept since the last time I woke up! How dare you ask such a question? "

The first Bulk Casso asked with some surprise.

It didn't take him so long to wake up, after all, it wasn't too long before the end of the original sin war.

About five hundred years?

When he was awakened, he was awakened by the young man named Uldyssian, and he even participated in the great battle against the high heaven and the burning hell at the same time. ①

However, Uldyssian's outstanding performance on the frontal battlefield did not leave much room for the performance of the first-generation Bulkelso, who blocked Mephisto and Baal in the Burning Hell.

"Huh? Who said that no one has recorded history? Isn't that what Kanai is doing? Or is there something that Bulkelso, who knows almost everything in children's stories, doesn't know?"

Volusk squinted at the guy in front of him.

For some reason, he always felt as if he had stepped into a dangerous field.

"You're not kidding me? I left this consciousness after the war, just to wait until a new Immortal King appears.

Then you tell me that my favorite fighter is a guy who makes history?

how about you? What do you do? Don't you tell me you're a cook? If you are a blacksmith, I think you can be happier. "

The face of the first Bulk Kasso became very strange.

"It's useless to say that. I just want to ask you one thing now, and that is, did Kanai tell you what he plans to do?"

When facing the original ancestor, Volusk rarely showed an unquestionable tough attitude. At this time, his performance made the face of the first Bulkelso look a little better.

【Perhaps this child can really become a good Immortal King? 】

The first Bulkelso thought so.

"What did he do? He cut a piece of the Worldstone that I was desperately protecting, and said he was going to create the greatest artifact ever.

He's the first one of you guys to find out I exist, I remember him asking me how to get those fucking rules in check and I told him just put the rules in a box up.

You should know what happened next.

What else could a box capable of holding rules have but a Worldstone? "

The first generation Bulkelso spoke casually, but his eyes were carefully observing Volusk.

For him, Volusk has shown enough aptitude, but he will not believe in the guy in front of him like Kanai believes in Volusk.

He needs to judge for himself.

"Not only that! What you told him is definitely more than that! Otherwise, he wouldn't let me into this damn temple and let me talk to you!

I knew when I walked in here, there was no way I could get out of here until I sat on that throne! This should be the agreement between Kanai and you! "

Volusk asked his ancestor with affirmative tone.

He showed the first generation of Bulkelso the first potential needed to become the Immortal King, that is beyond doubt!

"Of course, but this is just one of the agreements."

The eyes of the original Bulkasso sparkled, and he began to appreciate Volusk.

"When I become the Immortal King, do I have to take on any responsibilities? Maybe I can leave the holy mountain occasionally, but I couldn't do it at the beginning?"

Volusk continued to question the other party, and his body had begun to flicker with anger.

The light brought by the anger flickers on and off, which makes the first generation Bulkelso more satisfied.

Unrestrained style and know how to control, this performance is not bad.

"The next thing you have to ask is, is that young man named Kanai facing danger now?

I can tell you right now! That's right!

Is he probably facing an archangel and my brother, or maybe an archangel and a hell lord?

But I can tell you that the guy behind can be anyone, but only the archangel is sure!

That archangel can only be that idiot Yserial! Because what we have to do is to break the inherent balance!

Just like what that little guy named Uldyssian was trying to do! "

The first Bulkelso spoke loudly, occasionally laughing while speaking.

It seems that he is very satisfied with the result, even to the point of complacency.

Kanai's Magic Box, an artifact, is about to come out, and he can do those miraculous things in the final analysis, in a "box" composed of world fragments, using the power of "balance" to change everything!

The change of form and the shaping of ability, these things cannot be achieved without balance.

But as an archangel, how could Yzreal be willing to make such a contribution to the Nephalem?

Whether it's Burkasso, Vasily, or Rathma, they have never hidden their purpose!

Take those powers away, take more powers, and take control of your true destiny!

Nephalem are always fighting!

They are not reconciled to the world they live in becoming a battlefield between high-level heaven and burning hell!

I also don't want my living space to be occupied by endless demons and angels!

Human beings just want to live freely and live in the way they choose!

Whether it is an angel or a demon, they all block the way of human beings!

"It seems that you have a reason for the Archangel of Balance to come? I want to know what that is!?"

Volusk felt his heart beating violently, as if he was about to lose something important.

When he asked this question, everyone was so anxious that his body had already turned into the posture of the fury of the berserker.

And his posture is a bit different from the basic Berserker's Wrath, the dark green light is constantly emitting around his body.

The name of this posture should be called "Wrath of the Berserker - Madness"!

"The barbarians are about to usher in a second Immortal King! The other archangels and hell devils don't care much about it, but only that idiot Izrael thinks that humans can't usher in a new us!

He thinks existences like me, Vasily, and Rathma break the balance!

Guess what he'd do when he knew a barbarian had walked into the Temple of the Elders?

Especially now that the barbarians have prepared everything they need for a celebration, ready to welcome the new Immortal King!

Guess where he is now? "

The first-generation Bulkasso said with deep eyes, and he looked at the trembling body of Volusk in front of him.

The first Bulkelso was not happy at all. Although he knew what the barbarian named Kanai could do, he was not at all happy that Yzreal was about to lose most of his power!

Because in the eyes of the first Nephalem, Yzreal is a self-righteous idiot! Although he is very smart, his stubbornness about "balance" will make her make choices that are not "absolutely" correct!

Perhaps after this time, Israel will realize his own shortcomings, but he will definitely lose the power from balance!

"I guess, Kanai has finished what he wants to do, right? It's probably outside the high-level heaven? Or somewhere in the Arreat Mountains?"

Vorusk's voice was sad.

He understood what kind of ending Kanai would get if he did such a thing.

At this moment, an artifact with golden radiance appeared in the temple of the elders, and the soul of the "elder" appeared with it.

"Ahem! I feel like I'm at a loss! My body was torn apart by those bastards and buried somewhere. My blood was all poured into the ground, and I couldn't even feel the exact location.

The only good news is that I am a mage, not just a 'magician' or a 'necromancer', I am a 'mage'. My soul is still powerful enough to know that protecting this box for a while is enough.

But what happens after that is up to you, barbarians.

And Volusk! remember! Kanai's Cube is the name of that artifact!

Such a great artifact, don't use it as a warhammer!

besides! Kanai asked me to tell you, you have to trust him, he will come back. But he hopes to see you sitting on that throne upright like a king when he comes back!

Without him, the barbarian will face countless challenges!

You have to be tough, wanton, and arrogant!

Arrogant to burst! Wanton enough to scare the enemy! Even the devil is not far from facing the tough and rough ones!

Only in this way can the savage survive this time.

Also, he said he would definitely come back. "

Elder, no, it should be said that the figure of Jotun Kulle turned into a small group, wrapped in Kanai's Box and disappeared into the Elder's Temple.

And Vorusk didn't even look at the phantom of the first-generation Bulkasso, and took out the armor that Kanai gave him and asked him to wear, and then walked firmly to the throne, standing upright. Sit on it!

The door of the Elder Temple, which was closed at this time, finally opened!

The first scene those barbarian warriors saw was the heavily armored Vorusk sitting on the throne, with the gravel hammer hanging from his waist exuding a menacing aura!

The long hair under the helmet is moving with the wind, the visor position of the helmet, and the eyes are constantly exuding powerful anger!

"Let the best blacksmith among the savages come to me! I have a pair of strong gloves now, and a belt that will allow me to catch up to those cowards who run away with their backs!

This is the request of your Immortal King, I will make the barbarians become demons and fearful existences!

I'm Vorusk!

Your Immortal King! "

[Kanai, I believe you will definitely come back! I will sit on the throne until you see me as the Immortal King! 】

The promised 12,000 words are updated.

Thank you, sir reader!

①The chronological order of the Dark World is based on the information in the "Continent Yearbook" in the Horn of Kane Forum and the post "Excerpts from the Background and History of the Barbarians" published by [zhaosan2150] on the Horn of Kane Forum.