Dark Savages Come To the United States Chapter 337

Volusk was walking silently.

He has always been at the forefront of the battlefield, but no demon has attacked him.

It's as if Vorusk himself doesn't exist in this position.

"what is that?"

Tyrael watched Vorusk's footsteps, feeling a little strange.

Although Tyrael didn't intend to get any news from Baal's mouth, he was still looking forward to an answer in his heart.

Will the power that the barbarians have hidden for countless years be revealed?

As the most responsible evil group in the Nephalem, the background of barbarians is beyond the understanding of other professions.

"It's surprising, Tyrael, you're going to lose this game."

Barr looked in the direction Volusk was walking.

He probably understood.

The barbarian who was born before Volusk, the barbarian whose name was hidden intentionally or not!

The barbarian who made Rasma choose to back down at the last minute!

Great Elder! Kanai!

"Kanai!"

Mephisto called out the name from the phantom who lost his will!

The power of hatred keeps rising!

"I see! Is this why the savages resent what I have done?"

Tyrael's hood trembled.

He couldn't imagine what all this would look like if it continued to develop.

At that time, the impact of his destruction of the World Stone was perhaps even more cruel than the lofty sacrifice he thought he had!

Kanai's Cube was born in the hands of Kanai, and the archangels once believed that Kanai's soul had been transformed into that box to help Nephalem.

But now, it's all about to be revealed!

The soul of Kanai exists on the holy mountain of Harrogath!

And this "secret realm" may not be as simple as the archangels imagined!

"A gamble? Tyrael, you're going to lose. I'm amazed."

Barr looked in front of Volusk with a smile on his face.

To be able to witness the heritage of the barbarians is equally exciting to Baal.

"Amazing? Demon gods also have such emotions?"

Tyrael rarely set his eyes on Baal, his eyes wandering a little.

Fortunately, the whole face is hidden in the darkness, so no one else can observe his expression.

"It doesn't matter, you don't have to think about this anymore! Wait, wait until you hand over everything to Bulkessel, and wait until the moment when Bulkessel is ready!"

Barr said so.

The power on his body was turbulent little by little.

The decision he made was not an easy one. He surrendered his personality and strength, and exiled himself from the peak of the strong to the abyss.

No one would do this willingly.

It's just that he has no choice!

Vorusk has reached his destination, a tomb covered with snow.

There are no other traces on it, just standing there quietly.

There was some nostalgia in Vorusk's eyes, and from time to time a trace of pain flashed.

This time there is no Rasma, and this time there will be no more hellish necromancer to wake this skeleton from its slumber!

"Kanai~"

Vorusk called out his name again with a strange expression on his face.

In this small tomb that looks like a small box is the place where the Great Elder buried his bones.

It is not as earth-shattering as other strong men, nor does it have luxurious and vast underground tombs.

Some are just a short, undisturbed nest.

"I thought I would never see you again, Kanai."

Vorusk spoke as if he was muttering to himself.

"I became the immortal king, the most rebellious immortal king. No matter now or in the future, there will be no one like me.

The first generation was not as arrogant as I was, and the current Bourkesso would not be as careless as I am.

However, only I know how cowardly and immortal king I am. "

Vorusk spoke in a low voice.

Even the sound of snowflakes whispering about the little one can cover up his voice.

"Because of cowardice, I am angry at everything that brings fear.

Because I am weak, I am in awe of all existences that are stronger than me.

I hate this kind of uncontrolled feelings. Fortunately, there is nothing that can remind me of all this before I die.

It's just that your corpse was really not prepared in advance by Rasma? "

Volusk took out the gravel hammer from his waist and held it in front of him.

He never fully showed himself from beginning to end.

The creator of the Immortal King's suit, Vorusk, who fought with his ancestors and displayed the rage of a berserker, is the most powerful state.

It's just that he never showed himself like that on the holy mountain.

Which ancestor could Volusk summon to fight for him?

Gatekeepers like Maddock and the others?

They are not qualified enough!

Raiko?

Rekko was powerful enough, but she was born long after Volusk's death.

When Volusk was active as the strongest warrior, there was only one ancestor he summoned!

That is Kanai, known as the Great Elder!

"what!"

Vorusk let out a battle cry in a low voice, but his anger had been mobilized.

The spirit of Kanai, who had not appeared in countless years, appeared little by little on the tomb!

The savage with a kind and kind face, a strong and slender body was sitting on his grave, and his eyes were staring at Vorusk.

"It's been a long time."

Kanai's voice is like the afternoon sunshine, which can soothe the anxiety in her heart.

For a moment, Vorusk seemed to be choked up.

Kanai turned his head at will, and was a little surprised after distinguishing his current position.

"I'm here to confirm one thing with you, Kanai!"

Vorusk's tone of voice was a little weird, as turbulent as it was to hide his unease.

"Are you calling me out even at the expense of my soul, or in my burial place? So what do you want to know?"

Kanai said with some helplessness.

At that time on Mount Arreat, the person who stopped Rasma was the current Volusk!

Facing Rasma, Volusk could not be said to be powerless to fight back.

But after Rasma awakened Kanai's ship of corpses, all that Volusk could do was support.

Until the explosion of the World Stone!

"Is your body still in here?"

Volusk talked him around. He pointed at the grave bag under Kanai with the gravel hammer in his hand and said.

That's not what he wanted to ask.

But when two acquaintances meet, there must be a topic to start this conversation.

"I thought that after I used my soul to bear the aftermath of the World Stone explosion for you, you called me again for something more important."

Kanai said with a strange expression:

"And what about Bourkesso? Has he become the Immortal King now?"

Kanai did not intend to answer this somewhat rude question and talked about Bourkesso.

He already felt what happened on the holy mountain.

A tragedy repeating itself?

The Great Elder doesn't like this tone.

"He has become a more powerful being, and he is not far from the dream of the first ancestor."

Vorusk said so.

Then I did it cross-legged.

"He made a bet with Tyrael at the cost of the personality and power of the Archangel of Justice."

"Huh? A novel idea, it seems that the box I left helped him a lot?"

Kanai glanced at the direction where Baal was, and continued to ask with some surprise:

"So the Demon God of Destruction has already seen it?"

"Baal will choose to succumb under his power, Kanai!"

Vorusk spoke a little irritably.

On the edge of Kanai's tomb, a crack appeared on the ground, and a fallen demon climbed up from under the ground with some difficulty.

"It's a familiar little guy."

Kanai shook his head and said casually.

Then the figure appeared beside the demon in a flash, and the fallen demon who had just climbed out was instantly settled in place.

In the face of danger, these annoying little things will always run away screaming. After entangled with a large group of the same kind, you will have the courage to come back.

But in the face of Kanai's calm face, he couldn't even make a move.

"You want me to intervene in this battle? Then help Bulkessel win back Tyrael's power?"

Kanai stretched out his palm and gently rubbed the Fallen Demon's head, as casually as he was stroking the back of a house cat.

"I……"

Vorusk didn't say what he said next, he didn't know how to say it.

He needs Kanai's soul sacrifice.

Dedicate all knowledge, strength, experience and past.

Throwing himself into Kanai's relics, being transformed in the magic box, and then becoming the purest tonic absorbed by Bulkesso.

The cornerstone that Jorez dug up had too much influence on Bourkesso.

Until the fear is conquered, Bourkesso can't get all that back.

This requires the sacrifice of a sufficiently powerful soul.

"It seems that this is a difficult thing, isn't it?"

Kanai looked at Vorusk and shook his head. The Fallen Demon in his hand shook his body, swaying like a cat that was scratched.

"Okay, tell me, what else can I do for the great immortal king as my soul that is about to dissipate completely?

Did you need to maintain your existence from the explosion of the World Stone again?

Or has the situation deteriorated so that I, a soul with little power, needs to burn everything I have to bring the battle to an end? "

There was no sarcasm in Kanai's words.

He is noble, kind, benevolent Kanai.

A most worthy elder.

He should appear on the seat in the temple of the elders, quietly observing the immortal king's every move.

Style, civilization and splendor!

This is what Kanai, as the Great Elder, should hand over to the Immortal King.

Most noble, this is Kanai's title!

"We need your sacrifice."

Vorusk spoke a little lowly, and lowered his head unconsciously, like a child who made a mistake facing his elders.

"Look up! Volusk!"

Kanai's serious voice sounded, majestic and dignified!

"The Immortal King cannot bow his head! There is no such thing as bowing his head in the civilization of barbarians!

Isn't it just sacrifice?

I have already made this preparation!

When I die, I know that there is always something that only I can do. "

Kanai stood up, and the Fallen Demon under his palm shuddered and turned into a pool of minced meat.

Flesh and rancid blood were sprinkled on Kanai's tomb.

It is Kanai's freedom to sacrifice himself with the blood of the devil.

"It's just that I'm the one who should sacrifice the most!"

Volusk's voice trembled.

Facing the elder who guided him on the path of being strong.

Volusk can no longer see the slightest bit of domineering.

Some of them are just pain for themselves and nostalgia for their elders.

"Vorusk, listen."

Kanai paused, and reached out his hand to hold Vorusk's lowered head.

"As the most powerful warrior, the Immortal King should face the most powerful enemy and sacrifice first!

But some things must be done by you! "

Kanai looked at Vorusk who was already an old man and said this.

Just like when Vorusk was a child, Kanai continued to impart knowledge that belonged to the barbarians, guiding the "young people" who were no longer young to continue on.

"I'm ready, haven't I? At least this time I don't have to protect you from the aftermath of Rasma and the Worldstone explosion.

Now, tell me something specific. "

Kanai's eyes showed seriousness.

Life and existence are only valuable when there is a purpose, dreams and hopes.

Use existence to find and witness, and life will have meaning.

In the center of Harrogath City, Bourkesso closed his eyes.

Watching others sacrifice, this was something he couldn't accept.

But he couldn't stop it.

Just like Leoric.

It is the will of those free souls and the glory of those who are worthy of praise.

There are always some things in the world that only one person can do, and Burkeseau knows this very well.

He can only go to the end on this road, and then use his own will to bring these victims back.

The mighty power of the creator god.

Bourkessel is longing for this!

Omnipotent, what a moment to look forward to!

"Burgessau, what do you think is powerful?"

Johanna said while looking at Bourkesso, who had closed her eyes.

She did not wait for Burkeseau's answer, and immediately continued:

"Patience is strength! Perseverance is strength!"

"You are wrong! Johanna!"

Johanna's relief was interrupted roughly by Burkeseau.

"If strength requires a minimum standard to express, then strength is that no one can stop you from carrying out your own will!"

Burkeseau's voice rushed into Johanna's mind like a muffled thunder.

Among the Nephalem community, the Crusaders seek faith.

What monks seek is oneness with the world.

The method and power of the witcher suitor to kill the enemy.

Wizards seek knowledge and truth.

Necromancers seek balance.

The witch doctor seeks the freedom of knowledge and soul!

Only barbarians pursue power itself!

"However, you can't say that patience is not a strong performance!"

Johanna couldn't control her emotions when she was talking.

This kind of conceptual impact made her a little confused.

Even if the person in front of her is the Bourkesso she has always admired!

"The strong, you don't need to be patient!"

Burkeseau turned his attention to where Kanai was.

The muscles on his body were beating little by little.

He's not strong enough!

Can't let those people end the "noble sacrifice"!

No matter how noble the sacrifice is, it is death! It's all the end!

There is nothing to brag about in all this!

Johanna was a little speechless.

Facing the current Bourkessel, she could no longer prove anything with words!

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Strong boxing is power!

The truth also needs strength to defend, otherwise it will only be the poor man who was crowned a heretic, bound with boulders on his feet and sunk into the deep sea!

"Is power the only truth?"

The holy power of Johanna was flashing.

She wanted to get this answer from Burkeseau.

"Power is not truth, and power does not need truth!

But the truth needs to be strong! "

Burkeseau set off after saying that!

Even if he can't stop the "noble sacrifice", at least let the victim get the glory that is insignificant compared to life and existence!

Bourkesso walked firmly towards the gate of the Holy Mountain!

Wherever they passed, those ancestral spirits who were armed and ready to fight stopped their movements!

Silently looking at Burkeseau's body!

That is a symbol of a powerful body, that is an unstoppable will!

The journey was not short, but soon Bourkesso reached the gate of the Holy Mountain.

Before the demon's attack, the gate of the holy mountain stood firmly.

The tightly closed door was covered with traces of the attack.

"The barbarians will never reject those guys, and they will never stay behind closed doors!"

Burkeseau said in the most natural tone.

The footsteps never stop!

The gate of the holy mountain is opened without anyone pushing it!

The three ancestors who were constantly fighting with demons outside the gate also stopped what they were doing and focused their attention on Bulkesso.

They don't have to kill demons for the time being!

All the demons in front of them seemed to be avoiding the existence of Bulkesso, and gave way to pass through the tide!

This is the instinct of life!

Even the devil cannot avoid this kind of physical cognition!

Even though their will is still full of slaughter, every piece of flesh and blood that makes up their body trembles! Avoid it!

The undisputed warrior!

A strong man without doubt!

The awakened siege assault beast was moving its huge body hard in front.

But he moves too slowly!

Even though he tried his best to avoid it, he still blocked the path that Bulkesso walked on!

Burkeseau didn't stop, didn't draw his weapon.

Not even a battle cry!

The body full of scars slammed into the hard carapace of the Siege Assault Beast, and then forcibly squeezed a path on this terrifying demon!

In the pain of this body being penetrated, that siege assault beast didn't even let out a howl!

At the moment when Bourkesso passed through his body, he slowly fell down.

Such a guy is not even a stepping stone in the face of Bourkesso!

Powerful does not require proof!

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Even powerful doesn't need any modifiers to decorate the flowers with this essence!

Burkesso has no title!

He is the power itself!

He doesn't need any title before his name!

"Madoc, do you remember what the last time Bourkesso used this gesture?"

Talic put the certificate of shame in his hand on the ground and leaned his body on it.

"I can't remember when was the last time, but it seemed that I was already dead at that time?

Among us, only Korrick has been following in the footsteps of Bulkesuo to become stronger, so he didn't even have a title when he died. "

Maddock said jokingly.

Her eyes were very serious.

Battle Prophet Maddock.

This title has always been ridiculed by Bourkesso.

It wasn't malicious, but Bourkesso kept reminding Maddock in his own way that he should abandon the fighting style that knew the result.

That will only make the warriors farther and farther away from being powerful.

"Madoc, why do you think it's wrong to follow Bourkessel's path? He has shown us everything, but we can't be as strong as him."

A ray of light flashed from the certificate of shame in Tariq's hand, and a ray of light enveloped Tariq's body.

As the master of the legend of Proof of Shame, Tarik, who re-created a new legend, was the one who was redeemed at the beginning.

It was not the weapon in his hand that redeemed him, but Bourkesso!

"The dead don't talk about being strong, we are all losers."

Kelick slammed the power of Bastin to the ground with a thud.

A pair of eyes were as red as blood!

He is still not reconciled!

He was unwilling and just looked at the powerful back, but in this battle that had happened before, his unwillingness turned into the deepest helplessness.

How can the dead seek strength?

I can only watch Bourkesso's figure go farther and farther, and the more lonely he goes!

The last light is fading little by little. After Bulkeshor has fulfilled the barbarian's wish, Leoric's wish, Leah, Kane, Modan and all those who are suffering, he still What can be left?

The power of loneliness.

Lightless loneliness?

"Korrick, you didn't save Bourkessel from loneliness in the end."

Tariq said with a bit of pain.

"Can Sonya do it?"

Maddock looked at Bourkessel's back, looked at the figures of those demons who were intimidated and couldn't even turn their eyes.

"Guide? Beacon? Sonya is a long way off, save Bulkesso? You always imagine the impossible."

Tarik regained his composure.

He put the proof of shame on his shoulders.

"Is there no one to take care of Olak and Cassius?"

Korrick patted his face hard and said loudly.

Then he yawned very deliberately.

His eyes were red and bloodshot as if he had not had enough sleep.

There was a little water stain in his eyes, as if yawning.

"They will stop, no matter how fierce the battle is, they will stop!"

Talic took a few steps forward and stood in front of the demon.

Here it helps him to keep fighting after Bourkessel has left.

"The majesty of Burkeseau?"

Maddock said casually.

"Because they understand what this battle means to them."

Korrick wiped his face with his hands, acting a little rough.

"Kanai, you will be the strength of Bourkesso."

Vorusk said with shaking eyes.

He couldn't bear to let Kanai do this, but he had to do it.

"A neat answer, that's good, Volusk."

Kanai walked to Volusk's side, and the two figures stood side by side.

"Look, Volusk, here is the former Arreat and the current Harrogath.

Everything here is worth cherishing and sacrificing.

I am honored that this old guy who can only shoot once or twice can do something for this holy mountain. "

Kanai said while looking at the distant scenery.

Intentionally or unintentionally, he glanced at Baal who was watching here.

"Of course, before I say goodbye, I will leave a little memorial."

Kanai has finished saying what he wants to say, and his body swells up a little bit!

As the Great Elder, Kanai knows some magic, and this Druid-like power of unity with nature is the reason why he can retain some will and strength at the last moment.

Now he doesn't need to maintain his existence.

His power will appear on Bourkesso in another form!

And now he's going to fulfill his duty as a warrior!

Kill all threats at the very beginning!

"Forgive me, Kanai. We can't fight side by side this time."

Vorusk's eyes were a little wet, so he didn't look back.

"Boy, are you worried that I will be defeated?"

Kanai's voice is heroic and heroic!

This is a powerful ancestor, a strong man who guided Volusk until his own death.

His life was full of glory, but he was willing to let it all be forgotten!

Barr?

When Kanai was alive, he didn't have the courage to appear on the land around the holy mountain!

"I never thought about that."

"Then let me teach you and the young warriors the last lesson!

What a fight! What a sacrifice! "

Kanai's voice resounded throughout Harrogath.

The face of the old General Qualkek, who was preparing for the battle, suddenly fell.

"What is this? Are we old fellows so unbearable? To let this ancestor appear?"

Qualkek said with annoyance on his face.

In his view, Kanai's presence meant that Volusk felt they could not be sure to bring back victory without fail.

This is an insult.

But in front of Kanai, he couldn't say anything.

"It's a shame, so we better keep it in mind!"

Calgar gritted his teeth and said, the battle flag in his hand was rolled a few times and turned into a spear.

"Sure enough, I knew it! Ancestor Kanai was also fighting at that time! Volusk was also fighting!"

Cole raised the Hidden Peak Fury high in his hand and said excitedly.

He had always had doubts about the existence of those older ancestors.

Both Kanai and Vorusk existed on the holy mountain, but in that battle there was never any news of the two ancestors.

Now all the doubts in my heart are gone.

"Get ready! The battle is never a one-man show! We want this battle to end perfectly!"

Qualkek clenched the mountain-splitting axe in his hand and shouted loudly with that frenetic atmosphere.

There are countless battles ahead of them waiting for them, and now they are ready to go!

"what!"

Countless battle cries sounded together, rendering the pre-war frenzy to the extreme.

On the city wall, Raiko silently listened to Kanai's voice, the corners of her mouth raised slightly.

She is alive now.

Kanai's persuasion was also addressed to her.

Victory is beyond doubt!

Bourkessel is victory!

"Ancestor Raiko, who is that?"

Leko asked curiously.

Not strong enough to even know the name of an unknown strong person.

"You should know him, and you, remember this name, this will be the last time you will witness his power!"

Leko pointed to a few young people beside her and said.

"Kanai! Barbarian Great Elder!"

There was pride in Raiko's tone.

It's just that she didn't make any modifications before the Great Elder.

Because since Kanai took this position, the Great Elder has always referred to him specifically.

No savage would not be proud of that name.

Apart from Bourkesso, Kanai is the most trustworthy existence.

Reko doesn't respect Vorusk very much, but she respects this very ancient ancestor!

In her eyes, Kanai is more worthy of the Immortal King than Volusk.

"Another ancestor whose name I haven't heard of."

Rumlow shook his head, looking at the battlefield outside the holy mountain with a little sigh.

As they said at the beginning, they only appeared here as a visit.

The sense of powerlessness is eating into their hearts.

"Look, it's started! The realm of the Demon King of Hell!"

Raiko suddenly turned serious and pointed to Baal's position.

The Demon God of Destruction has already begun to expand his domain, showing all his powers while showing the true body of the Demon God!

A gust of air began to sweep everything around.

The constantly shattered space makes the place where Baal is in an unspeakable danger.

It's different from the joking realm like Bile, and it's also different from the darkness shrouded in fear like the great demon God Diablo.

Baal's domain is destruction!

Destroy everything that enters him!

Bursts of blue light on Tyrael's body began to compete with each other.

The Archangel of Justice did not expand the realm of justice, but only opened up the image in his heart as an Archangel!

Justice is pale, and hidden beneath justice is Tyrael's most powerful force!

His justice!

Tyrael's justice is power!

It is the hope of countless people for strength!

The azure blue brilliance formed the hall where the Hammer of Judgment was originally placed!

Tyrael's figure turned into a huge influence and stood in place.

The hammer of justice will crush all injustice!

This superiority in strength made Baal's actions pause for a moment!

"Tyrael, are you going to start a war?"

Baal gave Tyrael a cold look.

The body began to expand a little bit.

He can grow as big as he wants.

And it doesn't become vulnerable simply because it gets bigger.

Baal isn't the empty-handed **** of Billie!

"I want you to stand still and maintain the established direction of this game!"

Tyrael looked at Baal and said coldly.

He knew he was going to lose the gamble. But Tyrael felt excited from the bottom of his heart!

The power of Kanai!

That's Kanai's power!

An existence that needs Rathma and Ytheriel to kill!

For this reason, Ythril received that kind of near-permanent damage!

Tyrael wants to see! The thirst for knowledge crawled over his heart like a mouse.

What kind of power will Kanai show!

"Then, Archangel! Have you forgotten! I'm not what I used to be!"

Baal roared and absorbed Mephisto beside him into his body.

The two demon gods are united!

The power to fight Tyrael has appeared!

"This time, I'm not fighting for the conspiracy of the high heaven! This time, I'm fighting to let you, let the crown of justice be taken off!"

Baal neighs! The sound wave with countless powers swept away everything around!

Control the power of hatred with the will of destruction!

Tyrael felt threatened by Baal's power!

"Are you the end of it all?"

Kanai's figure had already appeared in front of Baal's eyes.

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Completely ignoring Tyrael's existence, he asked Baal loudly.

For the archangel, Kanai has no resentment.

The savage never even had the emotion of resentment.

He crushed Mephisto's hatred for countless years, and when Azmodan mentioned his name, his body trembled involuntarily.

Noble Kanai has no sin! No hate!

He is perfectly not like a human being!

"Kanai, I thought that after you died, your soul would appear in the high heaven."

Tyrael greeted Kanai with a slightly unnatural tone.

"Tyrael, I am full of expectations for justice.

But this is my final battle, I hope you don't become the spoiler! "

Kanai said so.

Although he knew that his time to fight was running out.

It won't take long, to be precise, when Bourkesso appears in front of him, he will say goodbye to this world forever.

But before that, he wants to leave a deep enough memory for Barr.

Dirty things must pay a price if they want to defile the white holy mountain with filth!

Tyrael's body reclaimed his power little by little.

Even in nature where the strong eat the weak, there will be an unwelcome kind of guy.

The spoiler will always be attacked by both sides.

The savage who advocates power and fears nature executes this almost paranoid.

Relatively fair!

This is what Kanai wants in the last battle!

"As you wish, Kanai, let me see your power!"

Tyrael silently restrained all the leaked power.

A disappointed expression appeared on the face of Vorusk, who was watching from a distance.

In his opinion, there is only one Baal who is not worthy of Kanai's final battle!

When the legend comes to an end, the most magnificent performance must be required!

"Ow!"

Kanai let out a battle cry!

That's not the battle-cry tone that an ordinary barbarian would use.

It's as high-pitched as a stag's cry!

The legend of the stag tribe!

The end of the legend!

Kanai!

A burst of anger rose from the ground!

Kanai, who has become one with the Holy Mountain, has the most solid source of power!

Harrogath's wrath!

Kanai took his footsteps, with two crude tree branches appearing in his hands.

Raised above his head like antlers!

Every step that landed on the ground, there would be a loud sound of drums!

Every time he lifts his foot from the ground, he will accompany his charge with bursts of looks!

"Kanai!"

Mixed voices came from Baal's mouth.

At that time, the instinct of Mephisto's power and the will of Baal!

The field of destruction suddenly opened!

Cracks covered Kanai's body in an instant!

"Ow!"

Kanai's mouth let out a long battle cry again!

His voice began to echo from the holy mountain!

The loud noise in the terrain that should not be echoing made the snow on the holy mountain begin to collapse!

Avalanche!

The snow on the tough holy mountain has never been a disaster like an avalanche!

The holy mountain, capable of withstanding the endless cacophony of barbarians, expresses its natural wrath!

An overwhelming avalanche appeared behind Kanai!

It defied gravity and didn't impact in a lower direction! Soon to go hand in hand with Kanai's footsteps!

The expansion of Baal's Destruction Realm has been blocked!

Facing the anger of nature, Destruction's performance is a little weak.

With a silent collision, Kanai appeared behind Baal!

The avalanche hit Baal like a wave.

This huge demon **** was unsteady and staggered!

There was a huge hole in the chest, and the densely covered pointed feet instantly became a cloud of blood!

"Amazing!"

Tyrael's exclamation was slowly waiting to be heard.

The phantom of the Archangel of Justice felt the same trembling!

Even if Baal is a phantom with only a fraction of his power.

But the holy mountain below was summoned from the past for a short time!

Kanai is a savage who has been dead for an unknown number of years.

Tyrael felt the tip of the iceberg of Kanai's power from this shocking enough blow!

"If you were still alive, the barbarians wouldn't have gotten to where they are now."

Tyrael continued talking after a while.

At this time, Baal finally fell to the ground like a giant tree that was cut down!

"If he's still alive, then Ytherael and Rathma are dead souls! Tyrael!"

Burkessel had walked to Tyrell's side, his hands tightly clasped together.

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It was as if Kanai's charge had locked him in!

"I can't explain all of this. Mortals!"

Tyrael said subconsciously.

Facing Burkeseau, he felt uneasy.

"Angel, when are you going to hand over your gambling money!"

Burkessel looked at Tyrael's body, but consciously did not look at Kanai.

Both he and Kanai knew that the moment when their eyes met, that sacrifice was coming!

Bourkessel hopes that this time will come a little later.

But Kanai wants to do things as quickly as possible that only he can do.

"Burgesso, I'm ready!"

Kanai's voice sounded, calling for Bourkesso.

The thing that Bourkesso was holding in his hand began to glow continuously!

"The magic box named after me, I'm looking forward to the changes it can bring!

Look straight at me now! Burkesso!

You are the next immortal king! How can the Immortal King escape the sight of others! "

Kanai sounded with a preaching voice, his slender and sturdy body walked behind Bulkessel, and stretched out his powerful palm to hold Bourkesso's shoulders.

Turned Bourkessel around a little bit!

Chapter end