566 I Am Volusk, Your Immortal King!

The next morning, Kanai stood in front of Volusk's bed. His eyes were a little complicated, as if he was watching his friend go down a road of no return.

"Why, you can't wait to see me sitting on that stone throne?

Or are you a little jealous when you think that the person who becomes the Immortal King is not you, so you plan to strangle me to death so that you can sit on the throne yourself?

To be honest, I'm still not used to lying in bed."

Volusk didn't even open his eyes, looking lazy.

To be honest, the feeling of lying in bed for a long time is no different from the feeling of lying on the floor in the past, but Volusk strangely didn't fall asleep all night.

You know, this guy can sleep whenever he wants even if he stays in the wilderness where there are dangers everywhere.

Volusk didn't want to admit that he had trouble falling asleep because he was going to become the Immortal King. He could only convince himself with the excuse that he was not used to sleeping in bed.

"You can always trust me, because I will always trust you."

Kanai forced a smile on his face. Although Kanai was not a barbarian who could be understood at a glance, he was not very good at acting.

"Nonsense, is it my turn to appear now? Or are you here to tell me that you spent the whole night writing and drawing on those parchments, so I didn't reach my hunting target yesterday?"

Vorusk sat up slowly and moved his spine.

In order to fall asleep, he did not move all night. Maintaining the same posture for such a long time made his body feel uncomfortable.

"When you start to become the Immortal King, I have something to go out for. Maybe I won't see you sitting on the throne."

Kanai's smile was not very good, a bit like someone punched him in the face.

"I will always sit on the throne. You will come back one day. I believe you."

Vorusk finally finished moving his body and got off the bare bed at the slowest speed of a normal person.

It was as if he wanted the distance from this house to the outside of the Elder Temple to be infinitely extended.

"Okay, don't delay. It's not dawn yet, you can still go out and find a few demons to awaken your body. Maybe you can try to smash those things bit by bit with your fists?

Believe me, the feeling of beating up demons with fists is much more enjoyable than using a hammer."

"I'll try it if I have a chance."

Volusk did not comment on Kanai's statement.

In fact, his house was not far from the Elder Temple. After all, according to the customs of the barbarians, the closer the residence was to the Elder Temple, the higher their status.

Of course, this practice was to leave out the soldiers stationed in front of the city defense.

The personnel of the garrison were rotated, usually in about three months. Although it was a rotation, no soldier was leisurely. They were either guarding the city or going out hunting.

As for farming? That kind of work was generally done by young people who were still in training. The burden on them was not as heavy as these soldiers.

Volusk always enjoys the best treatment in such places.

For example, the most suitable position for launching a charge during a battle, the most suitable terrain for fighting one against many during a battle, and the most enjoyable place for fighting when covering the rear.

Even though Volusk can hear a lot of negative mumbling before every battle, no one will take it seriously.

Because Volusk always says things like "I can't do it, I want to go home", but when it comes to fighting, he can always do better than expected.

"If I disappear, you should know what to do, right?"

Kanai is still laughing, and his words make Volusk pause.

"I will go find you, even if I am afraid that I can't find you no matter how hard I look."

After saying this, Volusk continued to walk, but his steps became much heavier.

"No, you can't find me. Because after today you will be the Immortal King, and the barbarians cannot live without the Immortal King."

Kanai's smile at this time is more natural.

"Nonsense, didn't Bul-Kathos disappear a long time ago? We have been without the Immortal King for a long time. Barbarians are not the kind of people who can't live without someone."

Vorusk continued to walk, without even looking back at Kanai.

"When you sit on the throne, you will know. Barbarians can't live without the Immortal King, even if, even if it's just an image staying there."

Kanai also responded to Volusk casually.

The conversation between the two people ended here for the time being, because they had already walked to the door of the Temple of the Elders.

The barbarians with a little status are here at this time. Although those tribes that are still scattered outside have to be excluded, the barbarians who stay on Mount Arreat can represent all barbarians.

Whether it is the Storm Tribe or the Bull, or even the Big Bear Tribe and Tagus Tribe that are a little further away, there are warriors representing them stationed on the Holy Mountain.

Mount Arreat will train those young warriors who come here. This is not a tradition that only started from Quarkak.

"Are you ready?"

The elder said with a grin, a mocking look on his face.

Vorusk curled his lips, he didn't like this elder.

A poisonous old bastard, this is what Volusk said about the elder.

This guy can always easily say the most irritating words, and he calls it "letting the barbarians get used to the feeling of anger".

If Volusk was not afraid that he could not beat this bastard, he would have beaten this elder.

"You have made a decision. What does it have to do with whether I am ready or not? If I am not ready, will you give me time to go back and prepare slowly?

To be honest, if I didn't feel that I could not beat the devil of hell, I would think that I would be ready after I got the head of a devil of hell."

Vorusk rolled his eyes and looked at the guys who saluted him.

"Okay, go in. When you sit on that throne, you will know what you have to do."

Kanai patted Volusk's shoulder, making a lot of noise, and Kanai used his strength.

"Ha, I always feel that I can't do it well."

Vorusk laughed dryly twice, but his body still walked towards the Elder Temple firmly.

When he stood outside the door, he could see the old chair there. It looked like no one had cleaned the dust on it for a long time.

"No, you will be one of the top three excellent immortal kings we have."

Kanai said with a smile. When he finished speaking, Volusk also walked into the Elder Temple. The exaggerated stone door made a sound that made people's teeth ache and then closed.

"Now I should do what I should do, elder, and the rest is up to you."

Kanai looked at the elder standing outside the door of the Elder Temple with complicated eyes, and then roughly tore open a portal to an unknown place. Before he walked over, he reached out and touched the cloth bag on his waist, as if to make sure if he had brought everything.

"The Immortal King cannot leave for a long time, or there must be an Immortal King on a holy mountain. But now we are about to have two."

The elder muttered in a low voice.

...

"I thought I couldn't even get close to the throne. So what am I going to face? A powerful demon that I might not be able to defeat?

Or do I have to hunt enough prey to feed everyone in the tribe?

If I have to choose, I would probably prefer the former, because if I fail, only I will die, instead of letting the tribe starve alone."

Vorusk walked in the dark temple of the elders.

After the door of the temple was closed, there was no fire at all.

The stone-built building is not without lighting design, but the temple of the elders did not prepare these things from the beginning.

This temple is very sealed. If it weren't for the gaps that must exist in stone buildings, this place might not even be well ventilated.

"Ha, a young man. I thought that among the barbarians, except for the last one, there would be no young man who could be so powerful. I didn't expect that one would appear."

A somewhat hollow voice sounded with the appearance of a phantom.

The moment this phantom appeared, it was as if the day had suddenly dawned in the Elder Temple, and the whole room became bright.

Volusk was startled, his body tensed, and he had already grasped his usual stone-breaking hammer in his hand.

It was as if he was about to hit it at any time.

"Who are you?"

Volusk's face was twitching, he was too nervous.

It's not that he hasn't seen monsters like ghosts before, but the place where this ghost appeared was the Holy Mountain of Arreat, which made it particularly scary.

The Holy Mountain of Arreat was full of the ancestors of the barbarians who died in the past. If ordinary ghosts came to this place, they would have been torn to pieces by the spirits of the ancestors.

How could it appear in the Elder Temple?

Unless the ghost was so powerful that the spirits of the ancestors could not find his trace!

"Or maybe this ghost is one of your ancestors! Bastard! The guy before had important things to do, so I can accept that he didn't want to become the Immortal King.

But this doesn't mean that strength is enough to become the Immortal King!

Do you have any brains!?"

The voice was a bit rough and angry, and this anger calmed Volusk down.

Maybe this guy was more accustomed to others speaking in an angry tone when he was relatively young?

"I've said it before, Kanai is more suitable than me. But if he has to do something, then I'm willing to sit on the throne temporarily, and give it to him when he comes back."

Vorusk calmed down and said in a complaining tone.

He already knew who this ghost who suddenly appeared in front of him was, so he didn't need to be so nervous.

"Bul-Kathos, I have wondered before if I would be the lucky one to find the original ancestor, but now it seems that finding you doesn't require much luck.

But I heard from Kanai before that there seems to be a process to become the Immortal King?"

Vorusk rolled his eyes at the phantom of the first ancestor.

He would be happier if the first Bul-Kathos wanted to drive him out and replace him with someone else to be the Immortal King.

"Process? What do you think this is? There is only one requirement to become the Immortal King, that is, the tribe members think you are qualified.

When you step into this room, you can already declare yourself an immortal king.

It's just that I do want to give you something, and when you take it, you'll understand what I want you to do. "

The first generation ancestor had a somewhat cunning smile in his eyes.

And a floor tile in front of the throne was lifted, and inside was a box exuding a messy light.

"There are some things of mine that I want to leave to an interesting guy. You can use them temporarily, but when you see the guy I'm talking about, you have to give them all to him.

This is what I, this old guy, want to ask you to do. "

The first-generation Bulcaisel said with a smile.

And Warusk looked at the phantom in front of him and his eyes became strange.

"Speaking of it, you have been missing for such a long time, but why did you appear at this time? I remember when I was a child, I heard Kanai tell your story. It seemed that the ending was that you disappeared after teaching the clansmen the craftsmanship of casting.

How did you come back? "

Volusk stood there and looked at the first-generation Bulkaiso in front of him.

There was suspicion in that look.

"Ha! Why is there no one in the Nephalem to record history now?

When did that happen?

I haven't fallen asleep since I woke up last time! You actually ask such a question? "

The first-generation Bulcasso asked with some surprise.

His awakening was not that long ago, after all, not much time has passed since the end of the Original Sin War.

About, more than five hundred years?

When he was awakened, he was awakened by the young man named Uldyssian, and even participated in the battle against both the High Heaven and the Burning Hell. ①

However, Uldyssian's outstanding performance on the frontal battlefield did not leave much room for performance in the first-generation Bulcaisso, which blocked Mephisto and Baal in the Burning Hell.

"Huh? Who said no one records history? Isn't that what Kanai is doing? Or is there something that Bulkeso, who knows almost everything in children's stories, also doesn't know?"

Warusk squinted at the guy in front of him.

He didn't know why, but he always felt as if he had stepped into a dangerous field.

"Are you kidding me? I left this consciousness behind after the war, just to wait until a new immortal king appeared.

So you tell me that the fighter I'm most optimistic about is a guy who records history?

What about you? What do you do? Don't tell me you're a cook? If you were a blacksmith, I would feel happier. "

The expression of the first-generation Bulcaisuo became very strange.

"It's useless to say that. I just want to ask you one thing now, and that is, has Kanai told you what he plans to do?"

Warusk rarely showed an unquestionable tough attitude when facing the original ancestor. At this time, his performance made the first-generation Bulcaisuo's face look a little better.

The first generation Bulcaisel thought so.

"What did he do? He cut a piece from the World Stone that I fought so hard to protect, and then said he wanted to create the greatest artifact.

He was the first one of you little guys to discover that I existed. I still remember him asking me how to control those fucking rules, and I told him to just put the rules in a box. .

You should know what happens next.

What else could be contained in a box that could contain rules besides the World Stone? "

The first-generation Bulcaisuo spoke casually, but his eyes were carefully observing Volusk.

For him, Warusk has shown enough qualifications, but he will not believe in the guy in front of him the same way Kanai believes in Warusk.

He needs to judge for himself.

"It's not just that! What you told him is definitely more than that! Otherwise, he wouldn't have let me walk into this damn temple and let me talk to you!

I knew when I walked in here, there was no way I could leave here until I sat on that throne! This should be the agreement between Kanai and you! "

Warusk asked his ancestor in a positive tone.

He showed the first generation Bulcaisu the first potential needed to become the Immortal King, and that is beyond doubt!

"Of course, but this is just one of the agreements."

The eyes of the first-generation Bulcaisuo flashed, and he began to appreciate Volusk.

"When I become the Immortal King, will I still have any responsibilities? Maybe I can occasionally leave the Holy Mountain, but I couldn't do this at the beginning?"

Warusk continued to question the other party, and anger began to flash on his body.

The light brought by anger flickered on and off, which made the first-generation Bulcaisuo even more satisfied.

His unbridled style and understanding of control are quite good performances.

"The next thing you want to ask is, is the young man named Kanai facing danger now?

I can tell you right now! That's right!

He was probably facing an archangel and my brother, or an archangel and a demon from hell?

But I can tell you that the guy behind could be anyone, but only the archangel is certain!

That archangel will only be that idiot Israel! Because what we have to do is to break the inherent balance!

Just like what the little guy named Uldyssian wanted to do! "

The first generation of Bul-Kathos said loudly, occasionally laughing.

It seems that he is very satisfied with this result, even to the point of complacency.

The artifact Kanai's Cube is about to come out, and the magical things he can do are ultimately just in a "box" composed of world fragments, using the power of "balance" to change everything!

The change of form and the shaping of ability, these things cannot be achieved without balance.

But as an archangel, how could Isreal willingly make such a contribution to the Nephalem?

No matter Whether it was Bul-Kathos or Vasily, or Lasma, they had never hidden their purpose!

Take away those powers, master more powers, and master the true destiny!

Nephalem has always been fighting!

They are unwilling to see the world they live in become a battlefield between high-level heaven and burning hell!

They are also unwilling to have their living space occupied by endless demons and angels!

Humans just want to live freely and live in the way they choose!

Whether it is angels or demons, they are blocking the way of humans!

"It seems that you have a reason for the Archangel of Balance to come? I want to know what it is!?"

Vorusk felt that his heart was trembling violently, as if he was about to lose something important.

When he asked this question, he was so anxious that his body had even turned into the posture of the Berserker's Fury.

And his posture is a little different from the basic Berserker's Fury, and his body is constantly emitting dark green light.

The name of this posture should be called "Berser's Fury Madness"!

"The Barbarians are about to usher in the second Immortal King! The other archangels and the devils of hell didn't care about it, but only the idiot Isreal thought that humans couldn't welcome a new us!

He thought that existences like me, Vasili and Lasma broke the balance!

Guess what he would do when he knew that a barbarian walked into the Temple of the Elders?

Especially when the barbarian prepared everything needed for the celebration and was ready to welcome the new Immortal King!

Guess where he is now? "

The first generation of Bul-Kathos said with deep eyes, he looked at the body of Volusk in front of him and trembled constantly.

The first generation of Bul-Kathos was not happy at all. Although he knew what the barbarian named Kanai could do, he was not happy at all because Isreal was about to lose most of his power!

Because in the eyes of the first generation of Nephalem, Isreal was a self-righteous fool! Although he was very smart, his stubbornness for "balance" would make her make choices that were not "absolutely" correct!

Perhaps after this time, Isreal will realize his shortcomings, but he will definitely lose the power from balance!

"I guess, Kanai has done what he wanted to do, right? Probably outside the High Heaven? Or somewhere in the Arreat Mountains?"

Vorusk's voice was sad.

He understood what kind of ending Kanai would get if he did such a thing.

At this time, a golden artifact appeared in the Temple of the Elders, and with it appeared the soul of the "elder".

"Ahem! I feel like I've lost! My body was torn into pieces by those bastards and buried somewhere unknown. My blood was all poured into the ground, and I couldn't even feel the specific location.

The only good news is that I am a mage, not just a "magician" or a "necromancer", I am a "mage". My soul still has strong power, knowing that it is enough to protect this box for a while.

But what happens next depends on you, barbarian.

And Volusk! Remember! Kanai's Magic Box is the name of the artifact!

Such a great artifact, you must not use it as a war hammer!

And! Kanai asked me to tell you that you have to believe in him, he will come back. But he hopes to see you sitting on the throne like a king when he comes back!

The barbarian will face countless challenges after losing him!

You must be tough, wanton, and arrogant!

Arrogant to burst! Wanton to make the enemy afraid! Strong and violent, even the demons are not far away!

Only in this way can the barbarian survive this period of time.

And, he said he would definitely come back. "

The figure of the elder, no, it should be said that Zoltun Kule turned into a small ball, and disappeared into the Temple of the Elders with Kanai's magic box.

And Volusk didn't even look at the phantom of the first generation of Bul-Kathos, and took out the armor that Kanai gave him and asked him to wear, then walked firmly to the throne and sat upright on it!

At this time, the tightly closed door of the Temple of the Elders finally opened!

The first picture those barbarian warriors saw was Volusk sitting on the throne in heavy armor, and the stone hammer hanging on his waist exuded a compelling spirit!

The long hair under the helmet moved with the wind, and the eyes at the visor of the helmet continued to exude strong anger!

"Let the best blacksmith among the barbarians come to see me! Now I have a pair of sturdy gloves and a belt that allows me to catch up with those cowards who turned their backs to me and ran away!

This is the request of your Immortal King. I will make the barbarians a being that even the demons fear!

I am Volusk!

Your Immortal King! "