Dark Savages Come To the United States

Just as Nazeebo was thinking about the problems arising from a soul, the situation on the devil's side also changed.

It was a matter of course that the demon Bulkelso was looking for when he parted from Imprius was Lilith.

After all, Barr is now under the control of Li Min, and there is no need for Burkasso to worry about whether Li Min will not keep an eye on Barr, and let this demon god of destruction cause some accidents under her nose.

It's just that the task of finding Lilith is not an easy task. The only thing that can be determined now is that the time when Laikou and Lilith met was not in the present, but in the past a long time ago.

This made Bulkelso very embarrassed, not because Wu Yifan was traveling through time at this time, but because he was not sure if he would cause any trouble by doing so.

In the face of unfamiliar fields, of course, you must have the courage to explore, but you must not act rashly.

Bulkelso needs a little help, and it just so happens that he knows someone who can help him in the time domain.

It's just that Bulkelso didn't know when he would see that blue police box, that guy would always show up when he was needed.

But this statement is too general, and the way time flows in different worlds is also very different.

So it's not a good idea to wait to deal with the problem. Fortunately, Bulkelso can take the initiative to go to the world over there.

The cage of infinity was there before, and after getting the power represented by infinity, Bulkelso can go back there.

The three ancestors and the supreme mage stayed there to help the time lord deal with the matter on the other side. Since the three ancestors have returned safe and sound, the situation there should have stabilized.

Bulkelso returned to the holy mountain of Harrogath immediately, and Bulkelso would not leave until the legendary barbarians who went to the Burning Hell to have fun came back.

There must be some backup force that can be mobilized so that Bulkelso can do his own thing with peace of mind.

Moreover, death is still in the temple of the elders at this time, and this is not an existence that can be ignored.

Even if the two sides have the same goal during this period, a god with humanity is not a god!

That's just some kind of existence with great power!

No one can guarantee the idea of ​​death, even if she is not the kind of existence known for her combat effectiveness, her grasp of life is enough to pose a huge threat to other existences.

Malthael could end life with a single thought, and there's no reason death couldn't do the same.

"I thought you wouldn't come back until after everything had been dealt with," Vorusk said, looking at Bulkasso, who had a gloomy expression.

"I have a lot of things to deal with, and I don't worry about letting other people do these things." Burkasso glanced at Volusk very casually, and then walked directly to his own throne and sat down.

Volusk just smiled, he knew he couldn't change Bulkelso's mind, just like Bulkelso couldn't change his will.

At this time, no one needs to persuade anyone, and mutual restraint on the issue of ideas is the best answer.

"Boom~"

There was a slight tapping sound on the ground.

"I almost forgot that the ancestors of the first generation are still here." Bulkasso said.

The next moment he slightly relaxed the suppression of the first ancestor.

Bulkhasso just forgot the information that Li Min sent to him before. As for whether Lilith has done anything to the barbarians, the answer to this question still needs to be obtained from the first generation ancestors.

"It seems that you don't like me very much." The first-generation ancestor used very weak energy to construct a somewhat illusory body and stood in front of Bulkelso.

Bulkaisuo only gave him such a small amount of authority, and he couldn't do other things he wanted to do.

"I originally wanted to ask you a question, and I was even prepared to pay the price of letting you sleep forever if I didn't answer."

Bulkasso looked at the theoretically common ancestor of all barbarians in front of him and said.

His expression is a little complicated.

"Immortal King, hesitation is not the expression that should appear on your face. I probably know what you want to ask. The thing that can make you hesitate like this is probably the part about the origin of the barbarians, right?"

The ancestors of the first generation were extraordinarily calm, as if they had expected this.

Although the first ancestor is not the kind of legend known for his wisdom, he was never a fool, and even among the first few nephalem, he was considered wise!

"I don't want to hear any answer from you to this question right now, whether it's a refusal or a long story, I just want to sit quietly for a while now."

Bulkelso raised his eyelids tiredly, and then immediately relaxed.

People are bound to feel tired, even barbarians who appear as "perpetual killing machines" on the battlefield will be tired.

No matter how long the stamina bar is, it is not infinite.

What's more, at this time, Bulkelso was mentally fatigued.

"You probably feel the pressure of being the Immortal King, otherwise, why do you think I like to wear that helmet that completely covers my face?" Volusk said with a bit of schadenfreude.

Back then, he was fully armed most of the time, just so that the fatigue on his face would not be seen by other barbarians.

It's like the skinny and skinny battle master Kalqiu who was already hungry at that time never took off his armor before dying in battle.

It's just that I simply want to hide some facts that happened to me.

It seems that the barbarians couldn't think of any better way than this, so most of them used the same method by coincidence.

"First generation ancestor, let death continue to sleep, she needs to sleep to recover some strength, we may still need her help when facing Malthael and Tyrael."

Bulkeso said.

Not long after Death came to hide in the Temple of the Elders, he chose to sleep, which was not what the first ancestors and Volusk requested.

But in the death sleep, the two of them still provided some help.

For example, using the strong power of the holy mountain of Harrogas to cover it up, maybe Tyrell, who has obtained most of the power of death at this time, is feeling that his control over death has increased.

This is what Volusk wants to see.

Do you rely on authority to become strong? Or use authority to become strong?

This may sound like there is no difference, but in fact the gap is quite large.

In the original world, most of the powerhouses were the latter, perhaps only the Four Demon Kings and the Archangel of Balance, Yseril, were the representatives of the former.

"I will have something to explain to Death after you come back later, it seems that I am overthinking." The first generation ancestor smiled.

Immediately afterwards, he took back the power that was originally used to awaken death. Of course, all of this was done under the condition that Volusk knew the whole thing.

Without the consent of Volusk, the first generation of ancestors would not want to use any power on the holy mountain.

"I have a lot of things I want to explain, but not now, I just want to sit quietly now." Bulkelso said.

Now he doesn't even have the idea of ​​setting up a drinking party with others for entertainment.

He is tired rather than bored.

"By the way, although your forging has been interrupted, but with your ability, you won't even have a blank, right?" the first generation ancestor asked casually.

But the moment he said this question, he was stared at by Vorusk with serious eyes!

It is still a mystery whether the first ancestors count as one of their own, although this guy should belong to the side of the nephalem in any way.

"Vorusk, don't be nervous. No matter whether my preparations are completed or not, they will not be able to threaten me at this time." Bulkasso said lazily.

"I don't think so, no matter how thorough the plan is, it can't guarantee the result. Just like when I tried to challenge death, I was almost able to make the archangel and the devil of hell treat the nephalem carefully. "Vorusk said with some disdain.

If he who is alive really manages to completely control death in his own hands, then the high-level heaven and the burning hell must have more scruples about the nephalem.

"But I'm not you, and I've never been defeated." Bulkelso said a little bluntly.

There was boredom in his tone.

"Yeah, Bulkasso, who has never been defeated, are you going to ask me to remind you that defeat and failure do not mean the same thing?" Volusk's face was full of sarcasm.

"When the result of something is not what you expected, then this is a failure. Just like when Malsayer came to the holy mountain of Harrogas, when you failed to save tens of thousands of compatriots, You've already failed. You just haven't been defeated by anyone in the fight."

Volusk said a few more words rarely.

He wouldn't be afraid of things like Bulkelso getting angry, and Bulkelso didn't get angry so easily.

These are the facts, and Bulkelso will not become angry when dealing with the facts.

"The name Bull Casso is a savage."

Bulkelso said a little weakly.

"I agree with this very much." The first generation ancestor chimed in.

"Maybe this matter has nothing to do with you?" When Vorusk spoke, he kicked the illusory figure of the first ancestor with his big feet wearing iron boots.

Barbarians are mostly irritable... although it doesn't seem to matter if you talk about it directly.

"He's taking a stand, but he's not speaking out."

Bulkasso glanced at the energy fragments that hadn't completely disappeared and said.

"I know, but this guy has his own ideas. Although it is generally consistent with our goals, there are always some differences."

Vorusk curled his lips.

Three people have two circles, which seems to be common among human beings?

"I don't seem to have had a lot of rest since I started forging. Things always come one after another." Bulkelso sighed.

On the other hand, Volusk took out an earthen jar from his backpack and threw it to Bulkeso.

"This is the juice that my druid friend gave me, but after so many years, I'm not sure if it's still drinkable, or has it been naturally fermented?" Warusk smiled.

Then he took out another crock pot for himself, and after breaking the mud seal, he poured it directly into his mouth without even smelling it.

Anyway, even if this thing has deteriorated, it can only be regarded as the weakest kind of poison.

This can't even make a guy like Volusk have diarrhea.

"You should be prepared recently. I may be away for a few days in a few days. The place where that guy Lilith exists is a little hard to find. I have to add a guarantee to the time."

Bulkeso said.

After receiving the Gift of Time, Bulkelso and Doctor Who's Child of Time have similar powers.

Everything they have seen is the doomed past and cannot be changed!

In other words, when the power of time acts on them, no matter what time period they are in, they proceed according to their position and the order in which everything happened.

In other words, whether they have gone to the past or the future, they are just their "now"!

Whether this counts as a kind of preferential treatment is indeed a matter of preference.

But at least it doesn't make everything they've been through a joke that can be manipulated at will.

From this point of view, this should be a good thing.

"Don't tell me about time, I can't understand it and I don't intend to explore it."

As he spoke, Vorusk took another sip of juice that had expired for an unknown amount of time.

The taste doesn't seem to be very important to him at this time.

"Huh? A trace of soul erosion is knocking on the gate of the holy mountain? What's wrong with Nazebo that prevents him from coming in person?"

Volusk said with some surprise.

Since the power to comb the holy mountain was put into his hands, he has been aware of all the big and small things on the holy mountain.

Although it is impossible to know what other people are talking about, it is still very clear who is where and who is a visiting outsider.

"Nazebo won't do meaningless things. Using soul eclipse to send messages is probably his unique method. Even Malthael can't imitate this trick."

Bulkelso stretched his body a little, making his body on the throne more comfortable.

"I gonna go see?"

Vorusk said.

When Nazeebo left the holy mountain of Harrogath, Bulkeso did not come back.

If Nazeebo was planning to find Bulkelso, he would not use the somewhat weak method of eclipsing the soul.

Only when the matter is not urgent, even if there is an accidental delay, Nazebo will use the method of soul eclipse to convey information.

It's really important, even if the spells of sound transmission and communication cannot be used, Nazeebo should let the zombie dogs look for Bulkelso.

Although the body of the zombie dog has long been different from that of the original dog, Nazebo has been specially modified in the aspect of finding people.

Moreover, Nazebo has a safer method, such as the army of ghost babies, which transmits information with skills, which are safer than soul eclipse.

"Go, I didn't even disturb Kerik and the others when I came back."

Bulkeso said.

He simply wants to wait here for a while, which can be regarded as giving himself a little rest.

As long as there is no unexpected situation now, he doesn't plan to do anything.

It happened that a strong force was needed to sit on the holy mountain of Harrogas, so he came back to stay for a few days.

"I won't let them bother you with less important things."

Volusk gave a dry laugh.

But Bulkelso ignored him.