041 Volusk

"Did you let Crossbones go?"

After Jill fell asleep, Ancient One and Bul-Kathos, who had just communicated with Mephisto, sat and chatted beside the wreckage of the building that had not yet been repaired.

Bul-Kathos briefly told Ancient One what happened before.

"Taliq, come out."

Bul-Kathos called Taliq in a voice as small as possible. Jill was sleeping soundly on the hard stone bed at this time.

In order to prevent him from being woken up by the cold, Bul-Kathos also placed a brazier in the house.

"What happened today..."

Taliq's soul appeared in front of Ancient One and Bul-Kathos, speaking hesitantly.

Although he did not regret what he did, he was still embarrassed about disobeying the next Immortal King.

But he was not afraid.

"Needless to say, Mokot has made a decision, that guy is yours."

Bul-Kathos would not be angry or resentful about the previous things, after all, this group is famous for its thick nerves.

When the anger faded, Bul-Kathos became the one who didn't care about anything.

"I want to ask, after you become the Immortal King, will you take revenge on me?"

Tariq simply sat down, staring at Bul-Kathos, as if he wanted to see if Bul-Kathos would lie to him.

"After you said that I couldn't inherit your Certificate of Shame, did I take revenge on you?"

Bul-Kathos snatched a bottle of strong liquor brought by Ancient One from Tarik's hand and poured it into his mouth.

"That's because you got the Oath Keeper of Anda Kulgas later."

Tariq took out a bottle of Water of Life from his backpack and poured it into his mouth.

"You always hide the strongest liquor and drink it yourself!"

Bul-Kathos rolled his eyes at Tarik.

"I was particularly sad when you died in Baal's hands."

"Who would have thought that you would be the last one standing in the Battle of Arreat?"

Bul-Kathos and Tarik clinked the bottles in their hands and continued to drink.

Gu Yi on the side looked at the two with a smile, and her moist head reflected the moonlight, showing her a tranquil temperament.

"Do you really think that guy can inherit everything from you?"

Burkeso looked at Talik with burning eyes, and his tone was a little erratic.

"Don't think I don't know that you really wanted to kill him at that time. If Mokot hadn't appeared, you would never stop."

Talik said unhappily:

"Only when you really participate in the darkness, the awakened light will be the purest. Although he is still a little too weak."

"I hate your existence because you always say nonsense about turning back. Don't the lives of those victims have value!"

Burkeso was a little angry, threw the empty bottle in his hand aside, snatched the water of life from Talik's hand and continued to drink.

"When have you seen me pity the devil? That guy is a person, and he will atone for his sins."

Talik looked at Burkeso unhappily, stretched his legs from the cross-legged position, supported his hands behind his back and looked at the night sky.

"Don't tell me you don't know the power of the certificate of shame."

Bur-Kathos finished the remaining half bottle of water of life and burped.

"I still have reservations about the power that gives people faith."

As he said this, Bur-Kathos took out a gold coin from his backpack and played with it. Clear blade scratches could still be seen on the gold coin.

"By the way, how old are you this year?"

Tariq talked about irrelevant things in a casual tone, and Bur-Kathos always felt that there seemed to be some trap in this.

"How can I remember? Can you remember how many years you have been dead?"

Bur-Kathos answered unhappily, flicking the gold coin into the air with his thumb.

"Ah, he's been dead for almost three hundred years. I remember that he was stationed at the gate of Mount Arreat for many years before he died."

"Why didn't you take your wife and children with you at that time?"

"That damn prophet said that the ancestors on Mount Harrogas chose me, although I still don't know which bastard chose me! They didn't say I could take my wife and children with me. Damn it, I was only nineteen years old at that time!"

Tariq talked about leaving home that year, his tone was full of complaints, but there was no regret in his voice.

"Maybe you can ask the soul of Volusk."

Bulkeso caught the falling gold coin and cut a wound on his arm, then took the medicine bottle from his waist and took a gulp.

"That bastard never talks to me. Who else can talk to him except you?"

"I suspect he chose you. After all, only his words can shut up all the ancestral spirits. Even my words are not so effective."

"Who made you postpone the title of the Immortal King? If you agreed at that time, not to mention me, even Madoc would have to obey you."

Tariq stretched out his hand to grab the medicine bottle in Burkaso's hand, but Burkaso dodged it nimbly.

"Legend has it that after becoming the Immortal King, did Volusk go to the battlefield? Every day, he accompanied those women, wanting to leave a child or something."

Bulkeso said casually without any respect for Volusk, the second-generation Immortal King.

"I died in battle, you bastard!"

With a roar, a fist with a somewhat cumbersome-looking gauntlet struck Bulcasso's head.

"Talik, this bastard Warusk is out. You can ask him if he called you to guard the gate!"

After saying that, Bulcaisu took off Wu Mian from his waist with a wild laugh and faced the iron fist of the Immortal King.

"I am the immortal king Volusk who can kill enemies with bare hands. You are still far behind!"

Warusk was wearing the suit of the Immortal King, but he did not take off the very delicate-looking gravel hammer of the Immortal King hanging on his waist.

"If it weren't for this gauntlet, which is harder than a monk's glove, your hands would have been torn to pieces!"

Bulcaisel waved Mercy, knocking Volusk staggering.

"You are already dead, and I am the immortal king!"

As he said that, Bulkaiso swung the ruthless weapon in his hand towards Warusk's head!

"You haven't inherited this title yet!"

Warusk finally took off the huge gravel hammer and struck back hard.

The moment the two weapons collided together, Gu Yi's loose clothes clung tightly to his body under the influence of the strong wind, showing off his beautiful figure hidden by the loose clothes.

Ancient Yi waved his hand and formed a mana shield in front of him. While blocking the strong wind, he asked Tarik: "How long will they continue to play like this?"

Gu Yi, who has been able to distinguish the fighting status of Bulcasso, can only describe this kind of fighting as playful. Without using the power of the time stone, even this level of power can make her despair.

"Probably, we have to wait until Warusk admits that he is dead."

Talik was a little helpless. Volusk was famous for his arrogance. No one on the entire holy mountain of Harrogas could communicate with him except Bulkeso.

This guy was so arrogant that he didn't look like a rough barbarian.