Dark Savages Come To the United States - Chapter 1190

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Bulkelso was alone at this time.

Being alone may not be as bad as you think, but only the lonely person knows how it feels.

Sometimes even the person who is experiencing loneliness can’t figure out what he is thinking.

After bidding farewell to Hailab, Bulkelso lay down very casually on the ground of the Elder’s Temple.

Now there wouldn’t be a Volusk cursing that he didn’t act like an Immortal King of Barbarians.

There were only three Immortal Kings of the barbarians in total.

And the first two don’t look very similar. Perhaps the only thing they have in common as the Immortal King is that they are strong enough.

“Death, are you still alive?”

There was a rare bit of fatigue in Bulkelso’s voice.

“I’m still here, but I’m more interested in those monks outside now.”

Death emerged from the shadows, and the face hidden under the robes and hoods could not be seen.

Bulkelso was not curious about what death’s expression was like now, he just closed his eyes and lay quietly on the ground.

“Monk?

As I’ve said before, I’m hesitant about what to do with you.

It may also be a good choice if you are forged to carry the props of the gods. ”

Bulkasso said these words with an unwavering voice.

Bulkelso was particularly hesitant about death.

“As long as I exist, I can be a means for you to face that Archangel named Tyrael, can’t I?

As for whether I still have thoughts, in fact, none of you should care too much. ”

Death is still standing in the distance, showing no intention of approaching.

It wasn’t that she was afraid that she would be caught and put in front of the furnace for forging if she approached Bulkelso.

She just doesn’t want to get close.

“You don’t seem to have any attachment to whether you continue to exist. Don’t you have a little bit of your own in the long time you have experienced?”

Bulkasso said as if he was chatting.

He temporarily gave up the idea of ​​forging death into the carrier of all gods.

“Of course not, I seem to have said it before.

At this time, I have two consciousnesses, and I didn’t show two selves arguing in front of you, it’s just because the two I have reached a consensus. ”

The sound of death is not loud.

While she excels at coming up out of the blue in any setting, she never seems rushed.

“It’s really not a particularly good news, but it doesn’t matter.”

Bulkelso said very perfunctorily.

He drew out the Volusk in his left hand and put it directly on the ground.

“Vorusk should be the nephalem closest to mastering death, maybe he can give you some help.”

Bulkasso’s tone suddenly became serious.

“Are you going to lend me this legendary handle?

Or are you not going to face the direct pressure of that Archangel Tyrael? ”

The sound of death was a little more unexpected.

“Your existence is necessary, but I am not the only living person in Harrogath right now.

I need to take responsibility for other people’s lives.

Death, or Ashira, if you leave with Vorusk, will be enough to keep you safe.

I’m sure of that! ”

Bulkelso’s tone became intolerable to refuse.

It doesn’t mean angry or rough, but firmness is like a hammer on the edge of a forge!

“You just don’t want a fight in Harrogath?

The connection between the legendary equipment in your hands and the person who actually owns it is extremely close, isn’t it? ”

Death tinged with contempt.

“You self-aware rules are, to be honest, very disturbing.”

Bulkeso said.

He covered his eyes with his free hand, and the exhaustion in his voice became more and more intense.

“I can’t quite understand your thoughts, it’s probably like you can’t trace the memories before you were born after you were born.

Only when “I” has the concept of “I” can I communicate with you.

Or in your world, there are other ways and ways of communicating without self-will authority? ”

said death.

Bulkelso waved his hand and lit the torch in the Elder’s Temple with anger.

The flames were not bright, but the dim light made the half of death appear in sight.

But her face was still in the shadows, as if it was a mask she had put on on her own initiative.

“These things don’t make any sense, the action of the Archangels will come sooner than anyone can imagine.

And Burning Hell will definitely not sit still.

Although I don’t know what other powers in the Burning Hell can affect all this, but the feeling lingers. ”

Burkasso said very casually.

Death can be used to contain Tyrael at this time, not only Nephalem and Archangel know about this!

Barr had already met Tyrael who became the Archangel of Death, so he could naturally think of it.

What death has to do at this time is to become a bait according to what Bull Casso needs!

It doesn’t matter whether the archangel or the demon is the first to take the bait.

“With your current power, you should be able to deal with archangels and demon gods like a direct sweep.”

said death.

“That’s my business, you don’t need to know too much.”

Bulkeso said.

Because there was a rough hand covering Bulkelso’s face, Death couldn’t see Bulkelso’s expression at this time.

But this doesn’t prevent Death from speculating on Bulkelso’s expression now.

It was probably a somewhat hesitant but determined expression.

“Your body can’t bear your growing authority?

That’s what your first ancestors seemed to be saying before?

Does he seem to be helping you? ”

Death said somewhat inquisitively.

Nobody likes a dude in a production situation.

But Burkasso did not make any response.

“I’m leaving now.

By the way, I will still leave you with a hand bone.

Although this time I may not be lucky enough to use this method to escape again.

But at least there is hope. ”

After Death finished speaking, his pale hand bones fell to the ground, and the next moment, Death’s figure disappeared in place.

And what disappeared at the same time was the legend turned into by Volusk!

“It’s harder than you think to trust people, especially trying to trust you, the personifications of authority.”

Bulkeso said.

Although he didn’t know if death could hear his words.

But Bulkelso didn’t care much about that either.

Some things are not said for others to hear.

…

Cassius is now taking a walk.

In other words, he was looking for Banal’s figure in the back mountains of Harrogath.

He also has some things to be sure, that’s why he came to this place alone.

The three of them were the ancestor spirits who were turned into monsters by Volusk before.

There have been some changes in Hailab, but what Cassius is more concerned about is whether there are any changes in Banal.

Hailabor if

It is of course a good thing to be able to reach the level of Reiko and Gruchak.

But for this kind of change, Cassius couldn’t let nature take its course.

Change should be a mixed blessing for the nephalem!

Some nephalem have been altered to take things a step further.

But there are also nephalem who don’t know if they made a mistake during this process, and then they become demons.

Although this was only a possibility, it really made Cassius have to care about it.

Banal was always acting crazy, but that was when he went astray in exploring the fury of the berserker.

Before turning into that crazy berserker, Banal was a barbarian known for his wisdom…

A savage with a love of life and compassion…it feels weird, but it’s true.

“Banar, if you don’t come out to see me, I’ll kill your dog!”

Cassius said in a low voice.

He knew Banal would be able to hear it.

The reason why he couldn’t find Banal for a long time was not that he didn’t look for it with all his heart, nor that Banal wasn’t here!

It’s just that Banal doesn’t want to meet him!

To use threats to achieve one’s goal is a bit despicable, and it will even anger Banal.

But facing an angry berserker is better than not seeing him.

“If you’re looking for a gun rack.”

Barnar’s distinctive accent sounded from behind a big tree.

After Cassius walked over, he realized that Banal was doing some carpentry.

“how did you do it?”

Cassius asked with some surprise.

“You mean build a doghouse?

Bulkelso is a good blacksmith, and is it any wonder that I am a good carpenter? ”

Banal said without raising his head.

“I mean, how did you manage to be in this position, but I couldn’t find you before!”

Cassius’ tone was a little more serious.

But Banal acted as if he didn’t hear it, and was just chopping wood with an ax that looked like he picked it up at random.

[In view of the general environment,

“You don’t want everything you do to be useless, do you?”

Cassius had to communicate again in a threatening way.

“Before Hailab said that he planned to reorganize the elders, do you still not understand the current situation?”

Banal sighed, and put the wooden board in his hand aside.

At his feet was a half-built kennel, which looked like it was made with great care.

“You know the magic of those elders?

I’ve never heard of this in the past. ”

Cassius asked with a frown.

“You expect a berserker who has lost his mind under the rage to tell you that I know magic?

Don’t be kidding, I still have memories of what I experienced before, but I have to tell you!

In that situation, I struggled even to communicate normally.

I don’t know if it’s because I have fully mastered the stance of Wrath of the Berserker, or because of Vorusk’s gift.

But the result is that I am a little different from the one you imagined me. ”

Banal looked directly into Cassius’ eyes and said.

“Then are you stronger or weaker now?”

Cassius changed the question.

A berserker who is so violent that he completely ignores danger and injuries is not the same thing as a rational Banal who can use magic.

Cassius was more concerned about whether Banal was stronger or weaker than before.

Although the form at this time is better than in the asylum

It’s much better when they land, but they won’t be so arrogant that they think that the Burning Hell is no longer a threat!

“I thought you were going to ask other questions.

It depends on what you want me to do with this question.

If it was a situation like the Arreat Defense War back then, the role I could play would be more than ten times stronger than what I was before.

But if you talk about my ability to fight on the battlefield, it should be considered as not weakened. ”

After Banal finished speaking, he turned his head again, and then brought a piece of unprocessed log.

He plans to continue building a kennel for his pet dog.

Even huskies are very well-behaved after having enough activity.

Huskies are a type of working dog, and Banal is very good at handling these small animals.

After all, the minds of animals are much simpler than that of humans, and they don’t need to think too much about what they have and what they don’t.

“So you support the rebuilding of the elders?”

Cassius asked.

He stroked his beard.

“This is not a simple matter, the reason why the elders group has the word group.

That’s because there are not only one or two elders in it.

But how many living savages can you name now? ”

Banal laughed outright when he said this.

This question seems to be quite ridiculous indeed.

“Although time is not worthless to us like archangels and demons, we are not unacceptable to the time of decades and generations.”

Cassius said.

That’s what he thinks.

Rebuilding the barbarian civilization, of course, cannot be done in a few years!

The barbarians are not a kingdom like Candulas, as long as there is a sufficient population, the reconstruction is completed.

“But do you think Bulkelso is the one who intends to spend tens or centuries to do this?

It doesn’t matter if you lied to me, but you better not lie to yourself. ”

Barnar sneered.

Cassius was silent.

He knew Barnar was right.

Although Bulkasso is more patient than a person who can only live a hundred years because his lifespan is not limited.

But Bulkelso obviously didn’t take time seriously!

It is impossible for him to spend decades to plan, and then just for one opportunity.

There is only one way Bulkelso can do it, and that is to seize every opportunity now!

He can’t wait a hundred years!

“So Hailab is covering for Bulkelso?

but why? ”

Cassius asked.

“Why?

Hailab has always been the best helper of the Immortal King.

It has nothing to do with whether he is an elder or not.

Besides, Bulkelso should relax a little bit. ”

Banal put down the ax in his hand, then picked up a dagger and began to repair the wood in his hand.

He has finished the preliminary processing of the logs, and now he is going to get some planks out. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

“A nephalem is said to never tire.”

Cassius said mockingly.

“Yeah, but are any of you busy all the time like Bulkelso?

Arriving from one secret realm to another, rushing from one demon-ravaged battlefield to the next demon-ravaged battlefield.

Save the hostages from one dungeon before rushing to the next.

Then you have to keep swinging the hammer at the furnace! ? ”

Banal laughed too!

“Cassius, admit it.

Although we can all keep fighting without breaking our will.

But none of us have ever done what Bull Kesso did. ”

Banal said without raising his head.