The Dark Barbarian Arrives in American Comics

"Kanai, you are shouldering my responsibility."

Burkeso closed his eyes, his face still cold.

This was the last chance he gave Kanai to regret, even though he knew that Kanai would never make the choice to escape.

 “Bulkeso.”

 Canai just called Bulcasso's name and looked at him firmly.

“If I had any wish, it would be that I would be the last victim.

 Now, let me fulfill my wish!”

 Kanai said softly, and the light on his body dimmed little by little.

Bar is not dead yet, and he does not want his descendants to complain about him.

Just like Bulcaisel never distorts the will of others, Kanai never cuts off others from practicing their own path.

"you……"

“I am just assuming the responsibility of an ancestor to protect the descendants. Let me rest in peace now.

 Bulkesso, you will inherit everything from me, knowledge, strength, and will! And I! will protect you."

Kanai said firmly, and his body turned into a wisp of smoke and flew towards Bulcasso's hand.

 “Bulkeso!”

 A clear female voice sounded, and Bulkaisuo suddenly opened his eyes!

 He saw Kanai's last gentle smile dissipate little by little.

 “Kanai, may you rest in peace.”

Burkeso did not look for that familiar voice, he only had Kanai in his eyes.

An insignificant and glorious funeral will not be hindered by anything external!

Burkeso's palm slowly opened, and the magic box slowly inflated like a balloon blown up by the cold wind.

 A cube, shining with golden light, appeared little by little on the land.

 “Bulkess, can’t you look at me?”

That voice sounded again, and its sadness was enough to make a heart of stone melt into this voice.

Burkeso still didn't look back. He knew what he was going to face when he heard the voice.

 He is not hard-hearted, it’s just that he doesn’t want to do the same thing again!

Leah!

Leah!

“Diablo, you’d better hear my voice and get out of here!”

Burkeso looked at the rising magic box in front of him, and his tone was as stiff as a battle ax that had just been forged.

This voice spread throughout the world little by little with Bulcaisel's anger, passing through the limitations of time and space, and reaching a place outside the "secret realm"!

 As the voice of Bulcasso fell, everything on the Holy Mountain fell silent.

Only a gust of cold wind was left, making the originally white ground stained red by Baal's blood become holy.

Burkeso knows that Diavolo can hear it!

Diavolo never misses an opportunity to look at others!

“Barbarians! The Great Elder chose to sacrifice! Now tell me, what are you going to do to say goodbye to Kanai!”

Burkeso shouted suddenly in the calm.

His voice spread throughout the Holy Mountain little by little.

 There was no anger, no passion, just a plain inquiry.

Kanai would never question his compatriots with anger, nor would he use a commanding tone to question his partners.

 Only a tone similar to Kanai's can be a farewell to Kanai.

 “Victory in glory!”

 “Fight against injustice!”

 “Reverence for life!”

 “Remember the past!”

 “The pursuit of hope!”

 …

Humours came one after another from the Holy Mountain.

 Familiar voices sounded one after another.

 “Practice your will in battle!”

 Aurac’s voice rings out!

That voice with an air of anger and fighting instantly overwhelmed the voices of other ancestors!

Orak respected Kanai, but he could never understand that kind of peace!

 Kanai always spoke with peaceful anger, which was hard for Orak to understand!

 Does the God of War like to fight?

 Never!

 Because he hates fighting, Orak is always committed to eliminating fighting!

 It’s just that his only option is to end the life of one of the parties in the battle!

 Peace cannot bring peace in Orak's eyes!

There is only constant struggle and constant fighting! The right way is to let those who dare to hurt kind people suffer the most severe punishment!

Hate fighting and face all warriors with indifference!

 Then destroy yourself in battle!

This is Orak’s choice!

Mercy will always be given by Him to those who are unable to fight!

 Warriors don’t need mercy!

 “Realize your will in the right!”

 The roar of Cassius echoed loudly!

 Their battle finally begins!

 The great elder’s sacrifice cannot be accompanied by a wonderful battle!

Bar is not worthy yet!

 It just so happens that there is still some conflict between him and Orak to resolve!

 The winner has everything, the loser keeps silent!

 “In the name of the big bear!”

 Olac's huge body crushed Cassius!

 The God of War's Blade in his hand is rippled with ripples!

Without the cold light, the coldness in the chopping is enough to freeze the enemy's soul!

 Slam is what God of War is all about!

 Use the simplest and most ferocious power to fight! Bring death!

 “I am the leader of the Big Bear! You have become a thing of the past!”

 Cassius roared like one!

The molten slag in his hand was like an extension of his body, like a huge fist hitting Orak's face hard!

  Cassius’s arm seemed to have been divided into three parts, and the hammer head filled with molten slag was his fist!

 A fireball wrapped around the head of the hammer, and the high temperature burned Orak's cheeks!

“The past represents tradition! The past represents past glory!

 It was the right choice in the past! And you can’t change it!”

 Olac's body didn't even sway and he spoke calmly!

 Then he slashed the God of War's blade hard on Cassius's forehead!

 A streak of blood sprayed out from Cassius’s head!

  Cassius swung his fist with his free hand and hit Orak's elbow!

 This knife did not cause serious damage after all!

 But in a contest of strength, Cassius is far from Orak's opponent!

Huge physical weakness makes it impossible for Cassius to defeat Orak in strength!

 “I hold the future in my hands!”

 Cassius’s waist suddenly twisted like a strengthened spring!

 The body gently lifted into the air, and then spun around in the shortest time!

 The molten fire slag hit the God of War's Blade, making a sound like iron being struck!

  Cassius’s fighting style is full of skill!

Whether it’s with bare hands or wielding a weapon!

 He can always push his body to its limit!

Every action gathers all the strength of his body, and every attack allows him to take the initiative in the battle!

“Fighting without sparing any effort will eventually make you suffer the consequences again!”

Orak suddenly kicked Cassius out!

 Orak’s fighting style has never been about concentrating all his strength!

 Use the smallest movement and use the strength of a certain part of the body to fight!

 Orak will keep his body strong and intact during the battle!

　　Even if the arm is cut off, even if the leg is knocked off!

 He can still attack with those undamaged areas!

 As long as life is not extinguished, the God of War’s attacks will not stop!

Orak will not be affected by his injuries!

 And this is something that no other ancestor on the Holy Mountain can do!

 …

 “Bulkess! Have you forgotten me?”

 That voice continued to ring in Bulkesso's ears.

Even Andariel in the Dark Soul Stone didn’t feel like she was holding her breath!

 Diabolo!

That demon god who made her also feel scared!

 His minions have arrived on the Holy Mountain!

 Andalil’s heart is full of expectations!

 Diabolo is not like her and Duriel, who choose the target to be harmed indiscriminately!

 Every action Diavolo makes has a strong purpose! There are very few mistakes!

What Andariel wants to see now is what method Diavolo will use to defeat Bulcasso, a barbarian who cannot feel fear!

 “The horn of war has sounded!”

Burkeso said calmly.

This sentence did not sound hoarse, but it spread throughout this battlefield!

 Kanai’s soul is changing and tumbling little by little!

 Before all this ends, Bulcaisel wants to see the end of this battle!

 When Kanai becomes a supplement, this battle had better end at the right time!

That is the best funeral!

 Kanai should be honored!

 Because he does not need to be an unknown person!

 His name can be constantly recited among the barbarians!

He walked out of that dark place and ended the gloomiest period of his life!

 The final sacrifice!

 There is another person who does this!

 Worusk is still standing in front of Kanai's tomb, holding his head high!

 The Immortal King will not bow to anyone!

 This is the last advice Kanai told him!

 The barbarian never had a crown!

 But there is glory!

 Barbarians have no proof of kingship!

 But who dares to question the barbarians!?

 Worusk was hesitant, he was afraid!

 Over countless years, he has long been accustomed to loneliness!

 Because he had already thought of this moment coming!

Lonely!

 The loneliness of darkness!

Worusk, who was afraid of the dark when he was young, will bear all the darkness!

I will be alone from now on!

  Use loneliness as food!

 In addition, there is also being forgotten!

 Hide away traces of your existence little by little among the barbarians!

“Kanai! Is it true that your corpse was not tampered with by Rasma?”

Worusk whispered, he did not dare to look at the tomb in front of him even once.

 He was afraid that at the next moment, a corpse would crawl out of it with difficulty!

 He was afraid to see Kanai’s skeleton with rotting flesh appearing in front of him!

 Kanai will not answer any more!

That soul is already tumbling in the magic box named after him!

That feeling was what Warusk had felt before!

 In order to allow myself as a soul to continue to gain strength in the battle.

Vorusk once threw himself into the magic box out of fear!

 He got his wish.

 But this is not without cost.

 He experienced the attack of the great demon The Butcher, and obtained the legendary Butcher's Cleaver for his secret realm.

But it's like Bulcaisel's division of the soul has had an impact.

His soul was also disturbed in that tumbling!

 “Bulkessor protects me.”

 There was no excitement in Warusk's words.

Even a savage doesn’t know how many times he will say this in his life.

But what came out of Warusk’s mouth this time was definitely the most bleak.

 Because this is not prayer!

 But what really happened!

the truth!

The truth about the first ancestor protected Warusk's soul in the kind of tumbling that was enough to crush all souls!

 “Rasma.”

 Worusk whispered to himself.

 The people who could have listened to his words have disappeared.

Even if there is that person’s corpse in front of you, that person’s soul is already disappearing!

Warusk's eyes finally shed some sleepy tears, and the gravel hammer in his hand stood on the tomb!

This is not his original legend, but it has the power of the Volusk legend.

 Without Kanai, Volusk can no longer show its strongest side.

Without the ancestor, even if he shows the fury of the berserker, he cannot show invincible strength.

 There is only one name for the soul that can fight alongside him and carry his legendary power.

Burkeso!

 But Volusk won’t do that!

He didn’t want to be awakened one day and have to look at Bulkeso’s soul telling him in front of his face that he needed to fight side by side next!

“Countless darkness! I have thought about it! It took me countless time to adapt to all this! But I still feel afraid!”

 Worusk said softly.

 He is ready!

Now Bulcaisso is no longer the only one to rely on on the Holy Mountain!

Although Leiko’s resurrection was an accident, it’s such a great thing!

 Burkeso finally doesn’t have to bear all this alone.

 Leiko will do a better job than Volusk!

 As a leader!

Leiko is stronger than Volusk!

 More fierce than Volusk!

  It’s just that there will never be a more arrogant and domineering barbarian than Volusk in the world!

 “Bulkess, I will not say goodbye to you!”

 Worusk said this.

 As if to cheer myself up.

 He clenched his fists tightly, like a child facing difficulties.

 In front of him was his elder!

 He has grown up at the knees of this body!

 In the eyes of this corpse, he learned how to use weapons and everything he needed to become a great warrior!

Only here can Volusk show his cowardice and immaturity!

 Only in front of Kanai!

 Only Kanai can tolerate an immature immortal king!

 “O barbarians! O ancestors!”

 Worusk sighed with a long sigh!

“When will our tribe not need a perfect immortal king?”

 Worusk said this!

 Kanai was supposed to be the Immortal King!

 But he is too kind!

 It’s so undignified!

 It’s so peaceful!

A barbarian cannot be as peaceful as a monk!

 So Volusk became the Immortal King!

 He vowed to be the most unruly! Be the most arrogant!

 Become the most feared enemy who hides in the dark!

He did it!

 Hold up the pain and smash the tough bodies of those demons with iron fists!

Under the equipment of the Iron Fist of the Immortal King, his fist has long been turned into a ball of paste!

 Having numerous beauties as companions, he did not have even a single heir!

 Because he has never had the slightest connection with those beauties who admire the majesty of the Immortal King!

 Worusk, the most timid and cowardly, finally chose to challenge death for Kanai!

 That was probably the greatest courage he had mustered in his life!

 Hung the chain of Ziranik around your waist!

 He originally planned to use acceleration to buy time to escape!

 It’s just that the barbarians will not accept an immortal king who is running away!

 Chasing the enemy?

 Every time he faced those powerful demons, he trembled in his heart!

 “Kanai, you guard Bulcaisuo. I knew you would do this!”

 Worusk is still mumbling to himself!

 But his figure is fading away little by little!

　Canai is not the only person who needs to be sacrificed in this secret realm?

 He is also one of them!

 This is the second time since he became conscious that he mustered up the courage to face everything he had resisted.

 Darkness and loneliness!

 “Then who will inherit the responsibilities of the great elder?”

 Worusk’s figure faded little by little!

 It was as if he had never been in this place.

 It was as if he was the only one not excluded from this festival.

 It was as if the holy mountain had not condensed his body.

 Kanai has disappeared, so the Holy Mountain needs another soul to take on everything that Kanai has done before.

 Attune the power of this holy mountain!

From now on, Warusk will also embark on a countdown to its disappearance!

 Just wait for Bulcasso to become the immortal king!

 From this point on, the name Warusk will gradually become like "Kanai", becoming a name that is ignored intentionally or unintentionally.

 As long as he is relieved of the burden of the immortal king.

 “Bulkessor! You must quickly become the immortal king!”

 Worusk’s last voice sounded softly!

In front of Kanai's tomb, the set of legends symbolizing Warusk was placed on the ground!

 From now on, Volusk's name will be forgotten little by little!

 There are only six legends on the ground that exude golden and emerald green light!

 The light beam was blocked by a thin film!

 This will not be passed on!

 In the end, it will be forgotten.

Only Bulcasso and Leiko will remember him and feel sad for his disappearance!

 Finally, Volusk, the immortal king who had never had many friends on the holy mountain, disappeared!

 If you have no friends, then his disappearance will not cause pain!

 If you don’t have a familiar partner with whom you can share wine, then there will be no panic if he is forgotten!

 The barbarians have long been accustomed to the second generation immortal king who always stays in the temple of the elders and rarely appears.

 It’s just that no one will see him on the throne from now on!

 …

 Thor and his sister stayed at everything, with tenderness in their eyes.

 Thor's nature is suited to being a barbarian warrior.

 But he cannot bear everything that the barbarians do.

 Just like what he said at the beginning.

 The ancestors were all barbarians, but he belonged to Asgard!

 Even after gaining the strength of the barbarians and the teachings of Volusk.

 But in the end he is still an Asgardian.

 What he needs to bear is not the future of the barbarians, but the rise and fall of Asgard!

 Worusk has done enough!

Thor has the opportunity to continue to become stronger and has the possibility to break through his limits.

 It’s just that he will never see his guide again.

Thor, who has a little timidity hidden in his heart, is so similar to him in Warusk's eyes!

 “Thor, what’s wrong with you?”

Hela looked at Thor with some doubts and asked.

Thor's expression was as confused as if he had lost some toy.

“Sister, let’s find a way to return to Asgard!”

Thor shook his head to put the weird feeling behind him and said.

"if you are willing to."

Hela was a little sluggish when she said this, as if she had thought of something.

 “Sister, do you want the throne?”

Thor asked seriously.

His eyes drifted to the demons that were constantly approaching outside the city wall.

 “Thor, tell me what you plan to do.”

Hela lowered her eyes as if she had expected it.

 Odin hurt her, but she also recognized Odin’s power from the bottom of her heart!

 She was resentful and angry about Odin's choice, but she also knew very well that Odin had made almost no mistakes in his long life!

Odin is her role model, but she is not convinced.

“Sister, I feel that I cannot shirk my responsibilities.

That prophecy! I can’t let others take that risk for me!”

Thor said firmly!

Thor represents the future king of Asgard!

 But Thor also means that he will die together in the battle with Kull!

Thor is not going to run away.

 “I hate fate! Thor!”

Hela hugged her younger brother and whispered in his ear:

 “I can also pick up Mjolnir! I can become the God of Thunder!”

 Hela’s voice had a coaxing tone.

 She now likes her brother from the bottom of her heart.

 A gentle, kind brother who will not shirk his responsibilities.

Hela felt the long-lost family affection and the warmth from her family.

 At this time, she even felt regret and sorrow for killing Baldur.

 Hela, who has awakened family affection and gained love, is no longer the goddess of death suffering in prison.

"Sister, I will survive. I still have to shoulder the responsibility for my father, and I still have to compensate you!"

Thor said this.

Odin is missing, and no one knows if he died somewhere.

 Asgardians’ lifespan is never unlimited!

 His father died for the future of Asgard!

Then Thor is also ready!

Thor didn’t know that his thoughts were so similar to those of the disappeared Warusk!

Sacrifice, isn’t it what comes with responsibility?

 Thor was prepared, even though there was hesitation in his heart and a trace of fear of the unknown.

But there is another prophecy in Asgard, and that is the arrival of Ragnarok!

For the continuation of Asgard, Thor doesn't mind sacrificing himself!

 As long as it’s worth it!

“Brother! Go find Loki! I want to meet that cunning brother and see how we can help you ascend the throne of Asgard.”

Hela said this.

 Just using two more points of strength to hold Thor's arm.

 …

 “Bulkess! Don’t you want to look at me again?”

Leah’s voice no longer came from a distance.

Her voice sounded as if it were coming from Bulcaisel's ears.

Burkeso’s ears felt the warm wind that came from speaking!

 Sin Leah's body leaned on Bulcaisso's back, and she gently stretched her head out of Bulcaisso's shoulders.

 Then he wrapped his arms around Bulcasso's neck and dragged his body up.

The once noble figure gently bit Bulcaisuo’s earlobe and shouted his name vaguely!

 Just as Diavolo thought, Bulcaisel hesitated after all when faced with Leah's soul!

What in the world can imitate the unique fluctuation in Leah's soul?

 Children of demons and humans!

 There is only this one in the world!

Burkeso knew very well that the Leah behind him was Leah, not one of those disgusting demons!

“Bulkessor~Why didn’t you use your weapon to cut off my head like you did when you cut off the head on my body?”

Lea deliberately twisted her body so that her beautiful body was pressed tightly against Bulcaisso's back.

Burkeso remains unmoved!

Lea's soul still has the possibility of being redeemed!

Even though this soul has the influence of Diavolo, other than that, Leah’s soul is still noble!

 No sin!

 No resentment!

 No! Innocence!

Leah’s soul should have been pure!

Burkeso has no way to take action!

There is no way to chop off Leah's head like the big devil's head!

This time is different!

 This time it is Bulcaiso who owes Leah!

 All the Nephalem who participated in that battle owed Leah a debt!

 Bulkesso will not harm Leah until her soul is tainted with sin!

 “Leah!”

 Tyrrell was finally moved!

The archangel hurriedly walked to Bulcasso's side, but stopped in the last few steps!

Tyrrell saw the look in Bulcaisel’s eyes!

 That is a strong murderous intention!

That is the murderous intention directed at the Archangel of Justice Tyrael!

Tyrrell said that he would protect Leah!

 When he pulled Leah's soul out of the realm of the Burning Hell!

 He said that he would always be with Leah!

 Now Tyrael's oath is half complete!

His body was trapped in the Burning Hell by the Shadow Fang, along with Baal's body!

 And Leia's soul is still in Diavolo's control!

 Hell!

Leah is suffering in hell!

 For Leah, how abominable this suffering was!

How can a noble person not end well!?

 “Bulkess, do you remember that I said I wanted to open a tavern? I remember you said you would come here often.”

Lea's soul let go of Bulcaisu's earlobe, turned her face and leaned on Bulcaisu's back.

Her body slowly slid down, and the sticky feeling made the murderous intent in Bulcasso's eyes even stronger!

 That’s the anger towards Diavolo!

 Andariel was chuckling in the dark soul stone!

 Scorn, contempt!

The kind of playing with other people's hearts, the kind of torture in Bulkeso's heart made her feel happy!

Among the Seven Demon Kings, only Diavolo can be called the master of playing with people's hearts!

Azmodan just wants chaos, Baal disdains complicated calculations!

 Both pains are as stupid as mental illness!

 Bile is a waste!

Only Diavolo!

Only He can pierce the thorns deeply into a person’s weakest place!

“Bulkess, I remember you also said that when you are tired, you will come to my tavern to stay permanently, and you will make wine in my tavern to pay for your stay.

Burkeso, I still remember..."

Leah kept talking.

That malice crept up Bulcaisso’s body little by little!

It’s like being wrapped in spider silk by Alanya Spider Queen, like when you are drowning, your body is unable to move a little bit!

Like swamp mud sticking to my body bit by bit!

　　【This is not Leah! Leah shouldn't be like this!】

Burkeso’s heart kept calling!

 But the aura exuding from the body behind him made Bulcasso realize that this was Leah's soul!

Burkeso couldn’t imagine that when Leah’s mind was clear, she would be in pain for her actions at this time!

This kind of pain should not happen to a scholar who is not even a warrior!

 “Bull, Kelso!”

Tyrrell said with some fear!

 Justice can be scary!

Justice requires courage!

　　Tyrrell needs courage!

 Only he can see Bulcaisel's face at this time!

That kind of ferociousness!

The kind of ferocious face he had seen before!

The kind of face that made him feel scared from the bottom of his heart!

 “Aidan!”

Tyrael finally spoke out in fear the name of the owner of that face!

That time Tyrael ran away!

 Even though Israel told Tyrael to fight for Aidan's power!

 But Tyrael fled when he saw that face!

 “Bulkess, have you ever liked me?”

Leah's voice suddenly became louder at this moment, overwhelming Tyrell's panicked whispers!

Original sin will not give Bulcaisel the slightest possibility of escaping from his current state!

Burkeso's body tensed up for a moment, but soon returned to its original state.

The kind of muscles that are like ocean waves when relaxed are now as soft as the softest mattress.

 Have you ever loved someone for a moment?”

Leah turned her face sideways and gently rubbed Bulcasso's back.

Like a kitten!

The broken armor on Bulcaisel's body couldn't stop this feeling at all!

 Even though the wounds on his body started to bleed again!

 Even though his wound was constantly feeling itchy and painful!

Burkeso’s body still didn’t move!

 “Tyriel!”

 Johanna’s voice rang out!

Johanna appeared behind Bulcaisu riding a celestial horse!

 She had a look of horror on her face!

 The dignified face became a little complicated at this time!

 “Also, Leah~”

Johanna’s voice softened in an instant!

 She couldn't see Bulcaisel's expression, she couldn't see Lia's expression!

 But she could understand from Tyrell's panic how distorted Bulcasso's face was at this time!

 Johanna knew what choices Bulqueso had made.

 So she can feel Bulcasso's pain the most at this time!

 What can the Crusaders do at this time?

Recite the Law of Hope, or kill the innocent Leah?

Johanna can’t do anything!

At this moment, she finally had a slight understanding of the "power" that Bulcaisel mentioned before.

 How can patience be called strong?

 The strong do not need to be patient at all!

 It’s just that in this place, no one can be called strong!

Tyriel can't see past Bul-Katho!

Burkatho could not save Leah's soul.

 At this moment, she couldn't do anything except feel sad!

Only Leah!

Leah has no patience and no restraint!

 It’s just that now Leah doesn’t even have her own will!

 “Bulkeso~can you feel my temperature?”

Leah continued.

 She didn’t pay attention to Johanna’s arrival!

 She kept talking nonstop, starting from the first time she saw Bulcasso!

 Speaking of Kane! Talking of the Cathedral! Talking of finding Tyrael! Talking of Adelia! Talking of High Heaven!

 “Bulkess, I’m dead~ but you can still feel my warmth, right?”

Lea summarized her story, her voice a little soft.

 She gently rubbed the side of Bulcasso's head, and her short hair swept across Bulcasso's ferocious face.

 A pair of arms once again wrapped around Bulkesso's neck, and their palms gently touched Bulkesso's face.

That body, considered tall in the eyes of ordinary people, climbed on Bulcaisel's back, like a child.

Johanna with a little bit of sadness and a little bit of disbelief!

 Leah’s soul!

Those Nephalem who have fought with this girl will never mistake her!

 But she can't change anything!

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Tyrrell's voice trembled!

 He watched as Bulcaisel's face became even more terrifying after Leah's palm passed across it!

That clenched teeth and parted lips!

The canine teeth that were sharp enough to tear into pieces the legs of the Earth-beating Demon made a slight friction sound!

 Kanai’s soul is still tumbling in the magic box!

 Worusk left his legend in front of Kanai's tomb and temporarily took over Kanai's responsibilities!

Who is the winner in this battle?

 There is no winner!

There will be no winner in this inherently tragic battle!

 The tragedy is just happening again!

 Kanai died!

 Worusk also made sacrifices!

 This meeting made Kanai a thing of the past!

The next time Bulkesso sees Volusk, it means the disappearance of the second generation Immortal King!

Halorgas Holy Mountain does not have the great power endowed by time and the World Stone like the Holy Mountain of Arreat!

The existence of the Holy Mountain of Harrogath is exactly the miracle created by the ancestors after they were willing to devote themselves to the darkness!

 Worusk will be next!

 Who will it be next time?

Burkeso’s beard is still flying!

 Parting is the most painful!

Burkeso felt the tremor in his soul!

 “Now is not the time!”

Burkeso gritted his teeth and spoke slowly!

 He felt the other half of his soul existing in the dark soul stone!

As long as he is willing, he can become complete! Then completely break through the obstacles ahead!

 But now is not the time!

 At this time when Diavolo still exists, having fear in your heart means failure!

Enough people have died!

Burkeso wants to end this almost never-ending cycle of sacrifice!

 Kanai said it!

 Their wish is to be the last victim!

 Worusk still has a chance!

 As long as that timid and arrogant man becomes the creation god before he is completely forgotten!

At that time, Bulcaisel will have the power to fulfill all his wishes!

“Hahaha! Now is not the time? Are you still afraid?”

 Andalil finally couldn’t hold back her snickering!

It’s as disgusting as a mouse that has stolen candy taunting a little girl!

Faced with Bulcaisu, she was so weak that she couldn’t even fight back!

 The only reason she still exists is that Bulcaisel has not yet obtained the power of the Archangel of Justice!

 “Andalil, you will feel the pain you have dreamed of!”

Burkeso whispered threatening words.

 There is no anger in the tone.

 Because Leah's soul is still hanging on Bulcaisel's back.

Burkeso didn’t want to scare Leah.

  I don’t want to hurt this innocent girl who should be innocent!

“I’m looking forward to it! I’m looking forward to it! I’m looking forward to the feeling of pain falling on me!

 I want to know what pain feels like, and I want to feel the joy of pain!

  I want to feel my skin being hung down a little bit, and feel the blood flowing out of my body uncontrollably!

Let me feel it! Let me feel the pain of losing everything, let me feel that the important people can only rush into the abyss of sacrifice in front of me!

 Let me know what kind of emotion you are feeling in your heart at this time, let me experience it!

 Bu! Er! Kai! Suo!”

Andalil’s sharp voice sounded!

 This time she did not limit her voice to Bulcaisel's mind!

Rather, he shouted loudly in the craziest, most abhorrent, and most vicious tone!

Every being on Harrogath can hear this sound!

 Every barbarian’s eyes are red!

 Even if they didn’t know about Volusk’s sacrifice, Kanai’s departure was not long ago!

 “Andalil!!!”

Madoc let out a furious roar!

 Then he broke away from the defense line jointly formed by the three ancestors with a jump slash!

 Madoc!

 Fighting Prophet Mardoc!

Madoc lost his identity as a prophet after his death!

 He took the initiative to attack without knowing the outcome of this battle!

That cautious and orderly fighting style was broken!

 A strong wind blew over him!

 The ground beneath his feet is boiling!

 He has the belief in his heart to kill all demons!

 Andariel, who provoked Bulkesso and all the barbarians, needs to learn a lesson!

 Even if Madoc will be like Vader at that time, he will be injured enough to hurt his origin in that kind of crisis.

 Madoc has made a decision!

 “I knew it! Damn it!”

 Colik roared!

 The body rushed into the demonic tide like strong wind and thunder!

Madoc once again broke away from his own defense line, and the three ancestors once again had to face the dilemma of fighting on their own!

"Proof of shame! Tell me, what have we redeemed in these years!"

Talik yelled cursing!

 The body stood like a big shield in front of the open gate of the Holy Mountain!

 This time is the same as last time!

Tali will face the never-ending tide of demons alone!

 “I hope that Kolik won’t run into Ms. Joy again this time.”

Talik spat, and then shouldered the heavy sword in his hand!

“Come on! You bastards of hell, I’ve been wanting to fight with you for a long time!”

Talik taunted loudly!

Those demons rushed up like wolves facing food!