885 The Holy Mountain Is Particularly Lively

On the Holy Mountain of Harrogath, a large group of ancestors were still making a noise.

After all, it was rare for Bulkathos to beat someone up.

Especially since the guy who was beaten was the first generation ancestor who was extremely powerful and had never lost in the legend.

As for the fact that Volusk was hiding in the Holy Mountain and taking sides, they didn't care.

It was just like when Volusk and Bulkathos fought.

The only difference was that it was Kanai who took away Volusk's power that time.

"Are you done?"

The first generation ancestor said with great difficulty.

He looked like he wanted to turn over and fight well.

But Bulkathos didn't seem to give him this opportunity.

This time, Bulkathos didn't refuse the help provided by the Holy Mountain, and even cooperated with the power of the Holy Mountain to pin the first generation ancestor to the ground.

"I just want to find a chance to beat you up.

Whether I promised you that you can challenge me, the Immortal King, at any time, or whether I am beating you up now.

I just want to beat you up!"

Bul-Kathos had no intention of stopping.

He even emphasized that he just wanted to beat up the first generation ancestor.

While he was talking, he punched seven or eight times.

In a fight between people, three or four punches between non-supernatural beings can usually decide the outcome.

But among the Nephalem, the effect of this attack is not particularly obvious.

Even for warriors whose fighting style is more inclined to physical attacks, their control over the body does not rely entirely on the brain...

They can also control their souls, and then use their souls to control their bodies.

This also makes them rarely lose control of their bodies in battle.

If you want to control them, you can only do it through some regular attacks.

But just like the demons in the Burning Hell.

Being controlled many times in a short period of time will make them adapt quickly. 1

"Of course I am different from you.

Although I am the ancestor of the barbarians, I have long been accustomed to living alone.

My tribesmen are an addition to my life.

Only for you, the tribesmen have been around since the beginning of life.

I can understand your anger, but I will not always tolerate it.

If you don't want to fight with me in this place, you'd better get up.

Then we will start fighting again.

And the kid who took sides in the holy mountain, I will remember you!"

The price of the first ancestor's words was that his face was hit hard several times.

As for how much of his words were true, only he knew.

"Shut up.

Even if it was a real fight, you can't be my opponent now.

Even if you take back the angry power in the barbarian's body, I can still deal with you.

Either take the beating obediently, or show some skills to continue to take the beating!"

The answer given by Burkeso was particularly rude.

The ancestors around laughed again.

The barbarians are full of respect for the first generation of ancestors.

But they are also full of questions about the first generation of ancestors.

If the first generation of ancestors only existed in legends as in the past, the barbarians would probably not complain about anything.

Instead, they would only worship them as in the beginning.

But now the situation is different.

The barbarians have long been accustomed to the custom that the strong take on more things.

As the strongest first generation ancestor, he basically did not take action in the sufferings that the barbarians experienced in the past.

This can be said to be that the first generation of ancestors denied the custom that the barbarians have adhered to for many years.

Faced with such changes and conflicts in concepts, the barbarians will certainly feel resentful.

Fortunately, this resentment will disappear after today.

It is worthless to pull the beard of a guy who is nominally dead and cannot die again for the past.

Now they have the Immortal King.

A living and powerful Immortal King.

The most important thing is that this Immortal King seems to have a complete set of plans waiting to be implemented.

"Imprus, you'd better think about what you want to tell me later.

It will be bad if I force you to tell me.

You should organize your words first, and then tell me what I can tell you when I finish my work.

In return, I will give you Rorschach's position.

You can ask him if he is willing to become the new Archangel of Justice."

Bulkasso's punch finally stopped.

He wiped the blood on his fist on his beard, and then looked at the swollen face of the first ancestor.

He started punching again.

It looked like he was going to knock out a few teeth from the mouth of the first ancestor.

Imprus nodded happily.

If the current archangels and Nephalem have some friendships by chance,

then when Nephalem was just born, they were completely opposite.

Especially when Nephalem followed Lilith's wishes and killed all the angels and demons in Sanctuary.

At that time, the Nephalem showed no more mercy than the demons...

This impression can almost be said to be deeply rooted.

It's just that these impressions no longer spread to all nephalem, but are accurately placed on the original nephalem...

As the saying goes, every wrongdoer has his own debtor.

And the first generation ancestor happens to be the one that the archangels dislike the most.

Prius is quite happy to see him make a fool of himself.

After all, there is basically no gap between the combat effectiveness of the first generation ancestors in their heyday and the archangels.

The original Nephalem were basically like this.

If it weren't for a lot of conspiracy and calculation, the first generation Nephalem would have only a few single seedlings left.

Then Zoltun Kulena's dream of making the Nephalem stand at the highest point may have been achieved long ago...

"Of course, of course.

I will pick some topics that friends can talk about.

It's just that I've been quite busy recently.

I happen to have a lot of things at work that I want to complain to you about.

It wasn't until I was working three jobs a day that I realized there was something wrong with High Paradise.

For example, there is no salary at all. I think it is necessary to make some adjustments.

It just so happens that there are a lot of specialties in the high-level paradise, so you can pay the bill with gold coins.

The gold coin comes from the devil.

Doing so seems to promote humans' enthusiasm for killing demons. "

Imprius said casually.

Then he saw the fiery eyes of the barbarian ancestors around him looking at him.

"What, what do you think of my idea?"

I was a little surprised by the Prius.

He was quite used to being looked at with eager eyes.

He is the Archangel of Courage after all.

When he was normal in the high-level heaven, he would often get this kind of look.

"Is there wine among the specialties of that high-level paradise?"

Cassius asked with red eyes.

The Prius was stunned for a moment.

“This still exists, although it may not be the same as what you like.

But for you, you can’t get drunk no matter what kind of wine you drink, right?

Then the only difference is probably that the wine in high-end paradise doesn't burn your throat? "

Prius answered with some confusion.

"Then how do you sell the specialties of high-end paradise?

Are you going to arrange for angels to be dumped in the churches in human cities?

Or do you want to go somewhere special? "

Herab asked with a crooked mouth.

He wasn't feeling very well at the moment.

I was choked by Cassius for a while before, which was not an easy experience.

Cassius used the strength to find seven or eight garbage demons and tie them together, which was enough to strangle him to death.

“I haven’t thought about this yet.

But if you don't mind, can I open a canteen at the gate of the Holy Mountain?

Where can you go to spend money? "

Prius said helplessly.

He almost forgot that every one of these barbarians on the Holy Mountain was a rich man...

The piles of demons they killed would definitely be enough to create a mountain of flesh and blood...

Correspondingly, the number of gold coins in their hands is also the same...

“Then the souvenirs from High-end Paradise shouldn’t be very expensive, right?

We guys are not fit to compete with young people for demons.

I also don’t want to have to shamelessly indulge in drinks from juniors for a few years. "

Olongus asked as he sat cross-legged.

Although this guy is relatively weak in melee combat, he is the most shameless type among the ancestor spirits.

Old General Qualkek, who was more shameless than him, had already left.

“As for weapons and equipment, they should be quite expensive, right?

But things like drinks should be pretty cheap.

After all, things produced in high-level heavens have a somewhat restraining effect on demons.

Using this thing as holy water is definitely more reliable than those guys at the local church. "

Because Prius had other worries in his mind.

He was worried that if the high-end heaven really started to supply wine, things like wine would never reach the hands of ordinary people.

But this is not a big problem. The big deal is just bottling and selling spring water from high-level paradise to ordinary people.

As long as the high-level heaven returns to normal, there will be as much spring water as possible.

It really doesn’t work because Prius can still sell its own foot washing water...

The foot washing water contaminated with the breath of the Archangel of Courage can also pose a threat to low-level demons.

As long as no idiot takes it to drink...

"Shut up!

You guys haven't learned how to make wine in all these years.

Dead people just can't become stronger in strength, but it's not that they can't learn skills.

If you are serious about it, let alone making wine.

Even textile embroidery should be learned! "

Gruchak curled his lips and pointed.

"Then what did you, Gruchak, learn?"

Cassius grabbed his beard with one hand, and he was ready to spray directly.

"Learned nothing!"

Gruchak said confidently.

The surrounding ancestors all focused on Cassius.

It seemed like he was going to listen to how he trolled people.

"I can't help you with your answer.

You haven't learned anything, how can you show your face like this? "

Cassius said this after a long while.

The ancestors around him were visibly disappointed.

“Every time I come to Harrogath, I always feel like I’m out of tune with you guys.

Is this my problem or your problem? "

Imprius said casually.

But no one paid attention to him at this time.

One by one, everyone turned their attention back to Bulcaisu's beating of the first ancestor.

“Work harder!

If your fist can't knock out his teeth, then just put your hand into his mouth and break them off! "

Cassius watched the excitement and shouted without fear of trouble.

"I bet a hundred punches!

Within a hundred punches, the first generation ancestor will definitely lose his teeth!

Three bottles of wine! "

Hailab took out three bottles of wine from somewhere, held the bottle mouth between his fingers, and raised it high.

"I bet within fifty punches!

Follow three bottles! "

Olongus grinned and agreed.

As for whether it’s accurate or not…

Olongus himself felt unsure.

His melee combat skills are not as good as those of other ancestors.

Although it is considered first-class among ordinary people.

But among the legendary ancestors of the barbarians, he is basically at the bottom.

But he gradually stopped caring about it.

If they were to fight, Olongus would not be weaker than the other ancestors.

When facing large demons, he performed better than Cassius.

“If you press against Olongus, you will surely make a profit without losing anything!

More than fifty fists! Within a hundred punches!

Three bottles of wine! "

Hailab said casually.

He had faith in Olongus.

Also confident in Cassius.

So he gave this answer.

As for the barbarian gambling, it is actually not very standard.

Their rule is winner takes all.

Whoever guesses correctly takes it all.

If two people guess correctly, then they will share the prize equally...

Simple and crude, no need to use your brain.

There are no complicated rules for people to get addicted to.

"Fuck you!"

The first generation ancestor cursed again.

But this is actually quite elegant.

This means that the other party's mother did not raise the child well, so the child has no quality and makes people angry.

Compared with other swear words, this sentence is already considered elegant.

"ha?"

Bulcasso snorted coldly.

Then he directly covered the mouth of the first ancestor with the palm of his left hand.

His right fist hit his left hand hard.

This will not increase the lethality of the fist.

But it can very effectively increase the opponent's discomfort...

This thing feels similar to hitting someone with a cloth dipped in water, maybe?

"Woooooo~"

The first generation ancestor was still whining.

Bulcaisel's fist continued to hit.

"The first ancestor's teeth will fall out if I press them with more than a hundred punches."

Kotur spoke slowly, and only then did he join the bet.

"You're taking advantage! I won't accept your bet!"

Cassius said cursingly.

The direct destructive power of Burqaso's dull punch is not very good.

It would take a lot of effort to knock out the teeth of the first ancestors with this kind of fist.

"Is Kotur's usual slow response just to take advantage of gambling?

I always feel like this guy doesn't have a slow reaction problem when fighting? "

Olongus walked to Helab's side and whispered.

"How do I know?

Whether he reacts quickly or not doesn't affect his ability to kill the demon.

Why should I care about this?

This is a question you should ask Cassius.

Cassius is a barbarian of the same generation as Cultur.

Didn’t you happen to team up with Cassius?

Go ask him! "

Hailab said angrily.

By the way, he gave Olongus a big eye roll.

Prius looked helpless at this scene.

Sometimes he really couldn't understand the Nephalem's thoughts.

What he couldn't understand the most was that apart from mages, the nephalem were barbarians.

The way of thinking of these two is basically incomprehensible to outsiders.

One is too complex, the other is too simple...

No one can guess the complicated one.

The simple one is too simple, no one believes it...

Because Prius has gradually adapted to this way of getting along, a relaxed smile appeared on his face.

The way barbarians get along with each other is even more frank than between archangels.

This feeling makes Imprius feel very at home.

As long as you can be careful not to let yourself become sandy.

There are serious fellows among the savages, and they have proved that this sand blight is not contagious.

At least the intensity of the infection is controllable...

And since the Prius won't be stationed in Harrogas permanently, it shouldn't have much impact if it comes to have some fun occasionally.