Dark Savages Come To the United States Chapter 854

"Okay, the big baby you brought back is going to eat and drink and then go to bed."

The first-generation ancestor was joking, and there was a rare smile from the bottom of his heart on his face.

"Then consider today a holiday?

After all, festivals are all about commemoration.

Compared with the previous festivals commemorating the dead, this festival commemorating the living should be very good. "

Burkeseau rubbed his beard.

After the first generation ancestor returned to the holy mountain, he was just a savage returning home.

This is a real heavyweight.

"First of all, I'm not going to do any work until I have a good rest.

Even if the Holy Mountain lacks a guard right now, I'll have to wait until I have a good rest! "

There is a bit of kindness in the smile of the first ancestor.

It's a bit like the look that Inarius finally looked at Rasma.

"Who made you an ancestor?

Although the guys you can meet can basically be regarded as ancestors.

But you are definitely the oldest one.

As for Inarius, I'll find a way.

Rasma that bastard, I thought he was as smart as he appeared.

The way to challenge fate is to kill fate?

How did he come to this conclusion? "

Burkesso shook his head, a bit of dissatisfaction flashed in his eyes.

In the beginning Burkesso raised his opinion of Rasma countless times.

In the end, it turned out that Rasma was considered a smart person.

It now appears that Ramos is just a fool who is good at calculation and intrigue.

This guy doesn't seem to have much to do with wisdom.

"If anyone could deceive Rasma,

Then all I can think of is a name.

Our mother still has a little bit of warmth.

But that guy won't show any mercy to us. "

The first-generation ancestor touched the double knives on his waist.

That expression was like nostalgia.

"Seriously, do you really want to return this pair of heavy knives to me?

I remember it was your favorite weapon too, right? "

There are some doubts in the eyes of the first generation ancestors.

This double-knife called "The Oath of Bulkesso" was a weapon forged by him.

In his real heyday, although he did not make four sets of handed down suits by himself like Rasma.

But no one would doubt the strength of this first-generation ancestor.

The number of legendary sets he made was simply too many.

The Forge's name can be found in many legendary sets...

Moreover, although this suit of wasteland wasteland has no evidence that it is the creation of the first ancestors.

But when the phantom of the first ancestor appeared on the holy mountain, he was wearing this set of equipment.

"I'm going to build my own legend.

To be honest, among all the guys who have reached a certain level, only I am using someone else's legend.

This in itself is a bit unreasonable.

The Wasteland Set can also be returned to you if you need it.

In this way, you should be able to gain strength over Rasma, right?

Don't say you don't want to teach your brother who is disobedient and goes astray with your own hands? "

Burkeseau looked indifferent.

Maybe this would be more convincing if he hadn't been wearing a Vorusk legend.

"Are you going to make your soul whole?

Honestly, the decision you made at the time was a good move in my opinion.

Among the Seven Demon Lords of Hell, only Diablo needs to be afraid.

The other guys can only be described as troublesome. "

The ancestors of the first generation didn't care about the secrets of what they were going to say.

There are a group of savages present, what is there to avoid?

Anyway, the guy who calls the shots on the holy mountain now has nothing to do with the immortal king Bulkesso, who has long since retired.

Bourkessel said that he wanted to shape his own legend, and the implication was to make the soul complete.

Up to now, the first ancestors have not seen any guy with an incomplete soul create a legend.

"It's just laying the groundwork first.

Diablo is strong, but not without the possibility of a solution.

I'm just a little concerned about where the guy who sucked all the escaping sources of fear is now.

By the way, you said this guy is your mother? "

There was teasing in Bourkessel's tone.

This is to make the first generation ancestors uncomfortable.

It sounds like he is cursing, but in fact he is cursing.

But nothing can be said about the first ancestors.

"I guess so."

The three words were completely squeezed out from the gap between the teeth by the ancestors of the first generation.

"Hahaha~ Yes!

Oh shit! It's this **** who was able to stand up and fight with us back then.

Obviously, the sword in Tyrael's hand can be blocked.

But he didn't do anything! "

Cole shouted loudly.

Of course, he didn't know the explanation of the first generation ancestors who were crying blood above the high-level heaven.

However, this is not a problem that can be solved by explanation.

The First Ancestor and Tyrael tacitly made the same choice.

Let the Demon King of Hell come directly to the Sanctuary.

It also directly lifted the shackles of the power of the Nephalems.

Although after that incident, most of the problems in Sanctuary were solved secretly by High Heaven.

But for those who experienced the war of destruction on the holy mountain of Arreat,

That choice is "wrong"!

"Look, this is your choice.

So I never liked the so-called correct answer.

You were sleeping under the holy mountain of Arreat, don't you know the character of the barbarian?

Just take this opportunity to tell the truth.

What are you trying to make those three fools do?

Why did War Prophet Maddock choose to kill himself when he could see the end? "

Bourcasso took out a bottle of his own brew and drank it.

I patted off the hand stretched out by the first generation ancestor...

"Though you and those guys will be **** off for saying that.

But the truth is that those three guys are the most talented savages I've ever met.

Although you were very good at the time, you were not the guy I was waiting for to realize my long-cherished wish.

In all honesty, isn't the position of the three ancestors any good other than being a yoke? "

The face of the first generation ancestors was crowded together.

The position of the three ancestors is not entirely a shackle in itself.

That is also a kind of protection!

In the years after the Holy Mountain was blown up, the spirits of the ancestors gathered in the Holy Mountain of Harrogath at this time had no way to join the battle.

But the Three Patriarchs are an exception!

Even if they were killed.

Their souls can also be called out by the ability to summon the ancestors.

The Three Patriarchs are the gatekeepers of the holy mountain and the guardians of the barbarians.

This is not without any benefits.

"I know it's good.

But if it's just for that, then Maddock wouldn't choose the ending of self-destruction.

I want to know what this battle prophet saw before us! "

Bourkessel's tone was a little more serious.

The ancestors onlookers all started to think along with Bulkesuo's question.

But they kept silent.

"Madoc is my favorite seed.

He may have just seen the despairing part of it.

It's a pity he didn't see further into the future. "

The face of the first generation ancestor became even more strange.

He suddenly had the feeling that he was being tortured by Bourkessel in place of his father.

"Then what shall I have for lunch?"

Burkeseau said with a provocative expression.

Now it was the turn of the first generation ancestors to be speechless.

"Fate is elusive."

"But fate is dead, and his son does it himself."

Bourkesso raised his head and took a sip of wine.

Only at this time did the surrounding ancestors know that Inarius had died.

"Rasma was just blinded."

The first ancestor also wanted to explain a thing or two.

"But he was very agile when he struck.

Even I didn't react at the time.

I still want to ask, is it the idiot who told him that this is the way to overcome fate? "

Bourkessel has restrained himself in using the relatively mild **** "brain wreck" to describe it.

According to his habit, at this time, only a series of swear words can express his emotions.

Rasman's sharp scythe changed not only the outcome of fate.

There are also quite a few plans by Bourkesso.

"Well, if you insist on me saying that name, I'll just say it.

Marthael, the Archangel of Wisdom Marthael.

My little brother was fooled by Marthael for a long time.

Even when Malthael stood up to destroy all existences related to demons,

That idiot Rathma was still trying to help Malthael. "

The first generation ancestor looked helpless.

Regarding Rasma's matter, he really felt a strong sense of powerlessness.

"Didn't that fool realize that he was more worthy of Malthael's death than the other Nephalems?

He was one of the original Nephalems in terms of bloodline.

If you look at the relationship with the devil,

He is also the one who is closest to Lilith!

What the **** was this **** thinking, that he would help Malthael? "

Cassius, who was watching, finally couldn't hold back, and it was just a series of questions.

"how could I know?

Father favors the barbarians, not me! "

The ancestors of the first generation were finally anxious.

"So you can't see the future?

Don't you say that you are also favored by fate? "

Burkeseau took another sip of wine.

At times like this, Bourkesso was quite patient.

"Fate's favor is not only about seeing the future.

Not every barbarian prophet can see the picture like Maddock?

In fact, most prophets can only hear the words of their fathers. "

The expression of the first ancestor was even more distorted.

"Understood, Inarius wants people to see what prophets can see.

He wants people to hear some of his nonsense, so that people can hear it.

Whether it's accurate or not is another matter, isn't it? "

Bourkessel had finished the bottle of wine in his hand.

After stuffing the empty wine bottle back into the backpack, he looked at the first ancestor in front of him seriously.

"My father doesn't lie.

So you don't have to wonder if he's deliberately misleading your prophet. "

The ancestors of the first generation were a little embarrassed.

The presence of the Prophet has been of great importance to the barbarians for countless years.

Although in many important matters, the prophets did not actually give any good solutions...

Most of these guys are just a bunch of microphones...

Just like Maddock, he knew the process and outcome of the battle before he fought.

But all the battles and results he saw were to lose to Bourkesso...

So he chose not to fight Bourkesso...

This way of presenting cause and effect doesn't seem like everything is predestined at all.

Is fate's arrangement for Maddock a nesting doll?

I want to fight Bulkesso, but the results I see are all failures, so I don't fight Bulkesso.

Is it fate that Maddock won't fight Bulkasso?

If fate has to pay attention to the logical relationship when making such an arrangement, then this fate is indeed a bit stretched...

"Understood, let's have a party.

Anyway, the fate is now obtained by Rasma.

If you want to challenge fate, just go to him directly.

Anyway, I'm not going to kill Fate to prove that Fate can be defeated.

Also, do you really think Rasma killed Inarius at the time?

At best he killed your father.

Inarius, the archangel of fate, did not show up at the time. "

Burkeseau said casually.

Then the first ancestors directly put on the mask of pain...

"Don't you mean that idiot Rasma did nothing but kill me and his biological father?

Are Fate Archangel Inaris and our father Inaris the same existence?

You are making me very confused now! "

The body of the first-generation ancestor had a flash of anger again.

"I advise you to restrain yourself.

This is my holy mountain of Harrogath.

If you dare to burn the environment with anger here.

Then you have to prepare yourself to be beaten by the group first. "

Bourkesso turned around and left.

It is a certainty that this day will become a memorial day.

It's just that the barbarians outside the holy mountain still have things to do.

Whether or not to call them back for the celebration at that time has to be considered.

"Burgesseau is on.

Can you, the guy named Bulkesso, change his name? "

Herab's voice was a little weaker.

It was the first name he intended to call Bourkessel.

Now, when I look back, I have to ask the first ancestor to change the name...

"I know that when idols of worship appear in life.

This idiot Hailab must realize that he is a fool! "

Gluchak clenched his fists the size of the casserole and laughed.

If the previous Hilabor was a brainless fan like a groupie.

After seeing the first-generation ancestor who was scolded in front of him and couldn't even say anything,

The adoration of the past is bound to become something else.

That's why he talked to the first ancestors in such a yin and yang manner.

"My name was given to me by my father!

Why should I change it! "

The First Ancestor stared at Hairube with wide eyes.

"Your father is dead!"

Cole said with a sneer.

"Fate is not killed!"

The first ancestor shouted stubbornly.

"Your father died, and your brother killed it."

Coutur added angrily.

The face of the first ancestor was all red.

Just when his anger was about to show that the anger was a little out of control.

He saw that the barbarian ancestors who were watching him were eager to try.

"You're right..."

The first ancestor turned around and walked directly into the depths of the temple of the elders.

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If there is a real fight, it is inevitable that you will be beaten yourself.

After all, every immortal king is the one who protects the most calf among the barbarians...

Because they are the strongest, the strength of protecting the calf is also the greatest.

So they are immortal kings.

The former First Ancestor was also the First Immortal King, and he could guess what he would do if he did it himself.

Don't talk about taking it personally, as long as you pull the side frame, you can make him bow his head and be beaten...

But now it seems that he is no longer the first-generation ancestor who is aloof.

But a barbarian who has just returned home, accepted by most of the ancestral spirits.

It's just a chance to "play" together...

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