Dark Savages Come To the United States

Volusk was walking silently.

He has always been at the forefront of the battlefield, but no demon has attacked him.

It was as if Volusk himself did not exist in this position.

"what is that?"

Tyrell watched Vorusk's footsteps, feeling a little strange.

Although Tyrell didn't plan to get any news from Barr, he was still looking forward to an answer in his heart.

Will the Barbarian's hidden power for countless years be revealed?

As the evil group that bears the heaviest responsibility among the nephalem, the background of the barbarians is beyond the understanding of other professions.

"It's surprising, Tyrell, you will lose this game."

Barr looked in the direction Vorusk was walking.

He probably understood.

The barbarian who was born before Volusk, the barbarian whose name was intentionally or unintentionally hidden!

The barbarian who made Rathma choose to give in at the last moment!

Great Elder! Kanai!

"Kanai!"

The phantom of Mephisto who had lost his will called out this name!

The power of hatred is constantly rising!

"That's right! Is that why the savages resent what I've done?"

Tyrael's hood shuddered.

He couldn't imagine what it would look like if all this continued to develop.

At that time, the impact of his destruction of the World Stone may have been more cruel than the noble sacrifice he thought he had!

Kanai's Magic Box was born in the hands of Kanai. The archangels once believed that Kanai's soul had turned into that box to provide help for the Nephalem.

But now, all this is about to be revealed!

Kanai's soul exists on the sacred mountain of Harrogas!

And this "secret realm" may not be as simple as the archangels imagined!

"A gamble? Tyrell, you're losing. It's blowing my mind."

Barr looked ahead of Vorusk with a smile on his face.

Being able to witness the background of the barbarians is also exciting for Barr.

"Awe-inspiring? Demon gods also have such emotions?"

It was very rare for Tyrell to put his gaze on Barr, and his eyes were a little bit erratic.

Fortunately, his entire face was hidden in the darkness, so others could not observe his expression.

"It doesn't matter, you don't have to think about it anymore! Just wait, wait until you hand everything over to Bulkelso, and wait until Bulkelso is ready!"

Barr said so.

The power on his body fluctuated a little bit.

The decision he made was not an easy one either. He handed over his personality and power, exiled himself from the peak of the strong to the abyss.

No one would do this willingly.

It's just that he has no choice!

Volusk had reached his destination, a snow-covered tomb.

There are no other traces on it, just standing there quietly.

There is some nostalgia in Volusk's eyes, and a trace of pain flashes from time to time.

This time there is no Rathma, this time there will be no bloody necromancer to wake this skeleton from its slumber!

"Kanai~"

Volusk called out his name again, with a strange expression on his face.

In this narrow tomb that looks like a small box is the place where the great elder buried his bones.

It's not as earth-shattering as other powerhouses, and there are no luxurious and vast catacombs.

Some are just a low, undisturbed little nest.

"I thought I'd never see you again, Kanai."

Vorusk spoke in a tone as if he was muttering to himself.

"I became the Immortal King, the most rebellious Immortal King. There will be no one like me now or in the future.

The first generation was not as arrogant as me, and the current Bulkelso will not be as unscrupulous as me.

It's just that only I know what a cowardly immortal king I am. "

Volusk spoke in a low voice.

The little one could even cover up his voice with the rustling of snowflakes.

"Because of cowardice, I am angry at everything that brings fear.

Because I am weak, I am in awe of all existences that are stronger than me.

I hate this uncontrollable emotion, but fortunately, there is nothing to remind me of it before I die.

It's just, is it true that Rasma hasn't manipulated your corpse in advance? "

Volusk pulled out the gravel hammer from his waist and held it in front of him.

He never showed his full self from beginning to end.

The creator of the Immortal King suit, the kind of Vorusk who fights with the ancestors and shows the rage of the berserker is the most powerful state.

It's just that he has never shown that kind of himself on the holy mountain.

Which ancestor could Volusk call upon to fight for him?

A gatekeeper like Maddock?

They are not qualified enough!

Reco?

Lacco was strong enough, but Lacco was born long after Vorusk's death.

When Volusk was active as the strongest warrior, there was only one ancestor he summoned!

That is Kanai, who is called the Great Elder!

"ha!"

Volusk let out a battle cry under his breath, but his anger had already been mobilized accordingly.

The spirit of Kanai, who hadn't shown up for countless years, appeared on the tomb little by little!

The barbarian with a kind and kind face and a strong and slender body was sitting on his own grave, his eyes staring at Volusk calmly.

"It's been a long time."

Kanai's voice is like the afternoon sun, able to soothe the anxiety in his heart.

For a moment, Volusk seemed to be a little choked up.

Kanai turned his head casually, and was a little surprised after distinguishing the current position.

"I'm here to confirm one thing with you, Kanai!"

Vorusk's tone of voice was a little weird, as if trying to hide his uneasiness.

"Are you willing to summon me at the expense of my soul, or is it in my burial place? Then what do you want to know?"

Kanai said with some helplessness.

At that time on the holy mountain of Arreat, the person who blocked Rathma was the current Volusk!

Facing Rasma, Volusk cannot be said to be powerless.

But after Rathma awakened Kanai's corpse, all that Volusk could do was to support himself.

Until the explosion of the World Stone!

"Is your body still in here?"

Vorusk talked about him left and right. He pointed at the grave bag under Kanai with the gravel hammer in his hand and said.

That's not what he wanted to ask.

But when two acquaintances meet, there must be a topic to start the conversation this time.

"I thought that after I used my soul to bear the aftermath of the World Stone explosion for you, you called me again for something more important."

Kanai said with a strange face:

"What about Bulkelso? Is he the Immortal King now?"

Kanai didn't intend to answer this impolite question, and talked about Bulkasso.

He already felt what happened on the holy mountain.

A repeat of the tragedy?

The Great Elder doesn't like this tone.

"He has become a more powerful existence, and he is not far from the dream of the first ancestor."

Vorusk said so.

Then sat down cross-legged.

"He made a bet with Tyrell, and the price was the personality and power of the Archangel of Justice."

"Huh? A novel idea, it seems that the box I left behind gave him a lot of help?"

Kanai glanced at the direction Barr was in, and continued to ask with some incredulity:

"Then the Demon God of Destruction has already seen it?"

"Baal will choose to succumb under the strength, Kanai!"

Volusk spoke a little grumpily.

On the edge of Kanai's tomb, a crack appeared on the ground, and a fallen demon climbed up from the ground with some difficulty.

"What a familiar little guy."

Kanai shook his head and said casually.

Then the figure appeared next to the demon in a flash, and the fallen demon who had just climbed out froze in place in an instant.

In the face of danger, these annoying little things will always run away screaming. Only after tangling with a large group of the same kind will you have the courage to come back.

But facing Kanai with a calm face, he couldn't even move.

"You want me to intervene in this battle? Then help Bul-Kathel win back Tyrael's power?"

Kanai stretched out his palm and gently rubbed the fallen demon's head, as casually as if stroking the back of a house cat.

"I……"

Volusk didn't say the next thing, he didn't know how to say it.

He needs Kanai's soul sacrifice.

Dedicate all your knowledge, strength, experience, and past.

Put yourself into Kanai's relics, be transformed in the magic box, and then become the purest tonic to be absorbed by Bulkeso.

The cornerstone that Jorez dug up had too much influence on Bulkelso.

Bulkelso couldn't get that back until he conquered his fear.

This requires the sacrifice of a sufficiently strong soul.

"It seems like a difficult thing to do, doesn't it?"

Kanai looked at Vorusk and shook his head, and the fallen demon in his hand shook his body, shaking like a cat that had been scratched.

"Okay, tell me, what else can my soul, which is about to disappear completely, do for the great Immortal King?

Are you needing to sustain your existence from the explosion of the Worldstone again?

Or has the situation deteriorated so that I, a soul with little strength in me, need to burn everything in myself to draw an end to the battle? "

There was no sarcasm in Kanai's words.

He is the noble, kind, benevolent Kanai.

A most respectable elder.

He should appear on the seat in the Elder Temple, quietly observing every move of the Immortal King.

Style, civilization and splendor!

This is what Kanai, as the Great Elder, should give to the Immortal King.

The most noble, this is Kanai's title!

"We need your sacrifice."

Vorusk said in a slightly low voice, and unconsciously lowered his head, like a child who made a mistake facing his elders.

"Heads up! Volusk!"

Kanai's serious voice sounded majestic and dignified!

"The immortal king cannot bow his head! There is no such thing as bowing his head in the barbarian civilization!

Isn't that just sacrifice?

I have already prepared for this!

I knew when I died that there was always something only I could do. "

Kanai stood up, and the fallen demon under his palm shuddered and turned into a puddle of minced meat.

Meat and rancid blood were scattered over Kanai's tomb.

It is Kanai's free and easy way to sacrifice himself with the blood of the devil.

"It's just that I'm the one who should be sacrificed the most!"

Volusk's voice trembled.

Facing the elder who guided his way to the strong.

There was no trace of arrogance in Volusk anymore.

Some are nothing more than deep sorrow for oneself and nostalgia for the elders.

"Vorusk, listen up."

Kanai paused, and reached out to hold Vorusk's drooping head in his hands.

"As the most powerful warrior, the Immortal King should face the most powerful enemy and be the first to sacrifice!

But some things must be done by you! "

Kanai looked at Volusk, who was already an old man, and said this.

Just like when Volusk was a child, Kanai continued to pass on the knowledge that belonged to the barbarians, guiding the "young people" who were no longer young to continue on.

"I was ready, wasn't I? At least this time I won't have to protect you from the aftermath of the Rathma and Worldstone explosions.

Now, tell me something specific. "

There was seriousness in Kanai's eyes.

Both life and existence have value when there is purpose, when there are dreams and hopes.

Use existence to find and witness, life will have meaning.

In the center of Harrogath City, Bulkelso closed his eyes.

Watching others sacrifice was something he could not accept.

But he couldn't stop it.

Just like Leoric.

This is the will of those free souls, and the glory of those who deserve praise.

There are always some things in the world that only one person can do, and Bulkelso is very clear about this.

He can only go to the end on this road, and then use his own will to bring these victims back.

The mighty power of the Creator God.

Bull Casso is yearning for this!

Omnipotent, what a moment to look forward to!

"Bulkelso, what do you think is strong."

Johanna looked at Bulkeso who had closed her eyes and said so.

She didn't wait for Bulkelso's answer, so she continued immediately:

"Patience is strength! Persistence is strength!"

"You're wrong! Johanna!"

Johanna's relief is roughly interrupted by Bulkelso.

"If being strong requires a minimum standard to express, then being strong means that no one can stop you from carrying out your will!"

Bulkelso's voice rushed into Johanna's mind like a muffled thunder.

Among the nephalem, the crusader seeks faith.

What monks seek is oneness with the world.

The method and power of the witcher stalker to kill the enemy.

Mages seek knowledge and truth.

Necromancers seek balance.

The witch doctor seeks knowledge and freedom of the soul!

Only barbarians pursue strength itself!

"However, you can't say that patience is not a sign of strength!"

Johanna couldn't control her emotions when she was talking.

This conceptual shock made her a little confused.

Even if the person in front of her is Bulkelso whom she has always admired!

"The strong don't need patience!"

Bulkelso turned his gaze to where Kanai was.

The muscles in his body were beating little by little.

He is not strong enough!

Don't let those people end the "noble sacrifice"!

No matter how noble the sacrifice is, it is death! It's all the end!

All this is nothing to brag about!

Johanna was speechless.

Facing Buer Kaisuo at this time, she could no longer prove anything with words!

The strong have the right to speak!

Strong punches are powerful!

Truth also needs strength to defend, otherwise it will only be the poor man who was crowned heresy, bound with huge stones on his feet, and sunk into the deep sea!

"Is strength the only truth?"

Johanna's holy power was shining.

She wanted to get this answer from Bulkelso.

"Strength is not the truth, and being strong does not need the truth!

But truth needs to be strong! "

With that said, Burkasso set off!

Even if he can't stop the "noble sacrifice", at least let the victim get the glory that is insignificant compared with life and existence!

Burkasso walked firmly towards the gate of the holy mountain!

Wherever they passed, those ancestor spirits with weapons ready to fight stopped their movements!

Silently looking at Bulkelso's body!

That is a symbol of a strong body, that is an unstoppable will!

This section of the road was not short, but Bulkelso soon came to the gate of the holy mountain.

Before the demon's attack, the gate of the holy mountain stood firm.

The tightly closed door was covered with marks from the attack.

"The savage never refuses those guys, never stays behind closed doors!"

Bulkelso said in the most natural tone.

The footsteps don't stop!

The gate of the holy mountain is opened without anyone pushing it!

The three ancestors, who were constantly fighting with the demons outside the gate, also stopped their movements and focused their sights on Bulkelso.

They don't have to kill demons for the time being!

All the demons in front of them seem to be evading the existence of Bulkasso, giving way to a passable path in the tide!

This is the instinct of life!

Demons are not immune to this physical recognition either!

Even though their wills are still full of killing, every piece of flesh and blood that makes up their bodies is trembling! Avoid!

The undisputed warrior!

Strong without doubt!

The awakened siege assault beast was trying to move its huge body forward.

But his movements are too slow!

Even though he tried his best to avoid it, he still blocked Bulkeso's path!

Bulkelso didn't stop, didn't draw his weapon.

Not even a battle cry!

The body full of scars slammed into the hard carapace of the siege assault beast, and then forced a way out of this terrifying demon!

In the pain of being pierced through the body, the siege assault beast didn't even let out a howl!

The moment Bulkelso passed through his body, he fell slowly.

Such a guy is not even a stepping stone in the face of Bulkelso!

Powerful needs no proof!

Don't even need to step on the enemy's corpse to show off!

It is even powerful and does not need any modifiers to decorate this essence with flowers!

Bull Casso has no title!

He is powerful itself!

No appellation before his name!

"Madock, do you still remember what Bulkasso used this gesture for last time?"

Tariq put the certificate of shame in his hand on the ground and leaned on it.

"I can't remember the last time, but I seemed to be dead?

Only Korik among us has been following in Bulkelso's footsteps and becoming stronger, so he died without a title. "

Maddock said with a laugh.

The eyes are very serious.

Battle Prophet Madoc.

This title has been ridiculed by Bulkeso.

That wasn't malice, but Bulkelso kept reminding Maddock in his own way that he should abandon the fighting style of knowing the result.

That will only make the fighter farther and farther away from being strong.

"Madock, why do you think it's wrong to follow the path of Bulkasso? He has shown us everything, but none of us can be as strong as him."

A ray of light flashed on the certificate of shame in Tariq's hand, and the light shrouded Tariq's body.

As the owner of the legend of the Proof of Shame, Tariq, who has recreated a new legend, is the one who was redeemed at the beginning.

What redeemed him was not the weapon in his hand, but Bulkelso!

"The dead don't talk about being strong, we are all losers."

Kerik slammed the Bastin Power in his hand to the ground, making a loud bang.

A pair of eyes were as red as blood!

He is still not reconciled!

He was unwilling to just look at the powerful back, but in this battle that had happened before, his unwillingness turned into the deepest helplessness.

How should the dead pursue strength?

I can only watch Bulkelso's figure go farther and farther, more and more lonely!

The last light is fading little by little. After Bulkelso has fulfilled the wishes of the barbarians, Leoric, Lia, Kane, Mordan and all the suffering people, he will still What can be left?

Lonely and powerful.

Lightless loneliness?

"Korik, you didn't save Bulkeso from loneliness in the end."

Tariq said with some sadness.

"Can Sonya do it?"

Maddock looked at the back of Bulkasso and said those demons who were intimidated and couldn't even move their eyes.

"Guides? Beacon? Sonya is still far behind, saving Bulkelso? You always imagine things that are impossible."

Tariq regained his composure.

He put the proof of shame on his shoulders.

"Is there no one to take care of the affairs of Orac and Cassius?"

Kerik patted his face hard, and said loudly.

Then he yawned very deliberately.

His eyes were red, bloodshot as if from lack of sleep.

There is a little water stain in the eyes, as if squeezed out by yawning.

"They will stop, no matter how fierce the battle is, they will stop!"

Tariq took a few steps forward and stood in front of the demon.

This will help him continue to fight after Bu Kesuo left.

"The majesty of Bulkasso?"

Maddock said casually.

"Because they understand what this battle means to each of them."

Kerik wiped his face with his hands, and his movements were a little rough.

...

"Kanai, you will become the strength of Bulkelso."

Vorusk said with shaking eyes.

He couldn't bear to let Kanai do this, but he had to.

"A crisp answer, that's nice, Volusk."

Kanai walked to Volusk's side, and the two figures stood side by side.

"Look, Volusk, here is the former Arreat, and the present Harrogath.

Everything here is worth cherishing and sacrificing.

I'm honored that this old guy who can only take one or two shots can do something for this holy mountain. "

Kanai looked at the distant scenery and said.

Intentionally or unintentionally, he glanced at Barr who was watching here.

"Of course, before I say goodbye, I will leave a little memory."

Kanai had already finished what he wanted to say, and his body swelled up a little bit!

As the Great Elder, Kanai knows some magic, and this kind of druid-like power that is one with nature is the reason why he can retain some will and strength at the end.

Now he doesn't need to maintain his existence.

His power will appear on Bulkelso in another form!

And now he's going to fulfill his duty as a soldier!

Kill all threats at the very beginning!

"Forgive me, Kanai. We can't fight together this time."

There was some moisture in Volusk's eyes, so he didn't look back.

"Boy, are you worried that I will lose the battle?"

Kanai's voice is heroic and heroic!

This was a mighty ancestor, one who guided Vorusk until his own death.

His life was full of glory, but he was willing to let it all be forgotten!

Barr?

When Kanai was alive, he didn't have the guts to appear on the land around the holy mountain!

"I never thought about that."

"Then let me teach you, and the young warriors, one last lesson!

What is fighting! What sacrifice! "

Kanai's voice resounded throughout Harrogath.

The face of the old general Qualkek who was preparing for the battle suddenly collapsed.

"What is this? Are we old guys just so unbearable? We actually want this ancestor to appear?"

Qualkek said with annoyance on his face.

In his opinion, Kanai's appearance means that Vorusk believes that they cannot ensure that they will bring back the victory without error.

It's an insult.

But in front of Kanai, he couldn't say anything.

"It's a shame, so we better take it to heart!"

Calgar gritted his teeth and said, the battle flag in his hand was rolled up a few times and turned into a spear.

"Sure enough, I knew it! The ancestor Kanai was also fighting at that time! Volusk was also fighting!"

Cole raised the Fury of the Hidden Peak in his hand high, and spoke excitedly.

He has always had doubts about the existence of those older ancestors.

Both Kanai and Volusk existed on the holy mountain, but there was no news of the two ancestors in that battle.

All doubts in my mind are now gone.

"Get ready! Fighting is never a one-man show! We want to make this battle come to a perfect conclusion!"

Qualkek clenched the mountain-splitting ax in his hand, and shouted loudly with that fanatical atmosphere.

There are countless battles waiting for them ahead of them, and they are ready to go now!

"ha!"

Countless battle cries sounded together, exaggerating the pre-war frenzy to the extreme.

On the city wall, Lei Ko listened to Kanai's voice silently, the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

She is alive now.

Kanai's persuasion was also addressed to her.

Victory is unquestionable!

Bull Casey is the win!

"Ancestor Leikou, who is that?"

Reco asked curiously.

Not strong enough to even know the name of an unknown strong man.

"You should know him, and you, remember this name, this will be the last time you witness his power!"

Lei Kou pointed to several young people around her and said.

"Kanai! The Great Elder of the Barbarians!"

There was pride in Lai Ko's tone.

It's just that she didn't make any modifications before the Great Elder.

Because since Kanai took this position, the elder has always been referring to him.

There is no savage who would not be proud of the name.

Apart from Bul Kasso, Kanai is the most trustworthy existence.

Laiko doesn't respect Vorusk very much, but she respects this very ancient ancestor!

In her eyes, Kanai was more worthy of the Immortal King than Vorusk.

"Another ancestor whose name I have never heard of."

Rumlow shook his head, looking at the battlefield outside the holy mountain with a little sigh.

As they said at the beginning, they only appeared here as visitors.

A sense of powerlessness is gnawing at their hearts.

"Look, it's started! The domain of the devil king of hell!"

Lei Ko suddenly turned serious, pointing to Barr's position and talking.

The Demon God of Destruction has begun to expand his own domain, displaying all his powers while showing his true body!

Groups of air currents began to sweep everything around.

The constantly shattered space made the place where Barr was in an unspeakable danger.

It is different from the joke-like field of Bilie, and it is also different from the darkness shrouded in fear like the Great Demon God Diablo.

Baal's realm is destruction!

Destroy everything that gets in his way!

Bursts of azure blue light on Tyrell's body began to compete against each other.

The Archangel of Justice did not expand the realm of justice, but only opened up the image of the Archangel in his heart!

Justice is pale, and hidden under justice is Tyrael's most powerful force!

His justice!

Tyrael's justice is strong!

It is the hope of countless people for strength!

The azure blue light formed the hall where the Hammer of Judgment was originally placed!

Tyrell's figure turned into a huge impact and stood in place.

The hammer of justice will crush all injustice!

This advantage in strength made Barr's actions paused for a moment!

"Tyrael, are you going to start a war?"

Barr gave Tyrell a cold look.

The body began to expand a little bit.

He can grow in size as he wishes.

And that doesn't make it fragile by simply getting bigger.

Barr is not that empty waste of Billie!

"I want you to stand where you are, to maintain the established direction of this gamble!"

Tyrell looked at Barr and said coldly.

He knew he was going to lose the bet. But Tyrell felt excited from the bottom of his heart!

Kanai's power!

That's Kanai's power!

An existence that needs the joint efforts of Rathma and Yzreal to kill!

For this, Yserial received that kind of near-permanent damage!

Tyrell wants to see it! That thirst for knowledge crawled over his heart like a mouse.

What kind of power will Kanai show!

"Then, Archangel! Have you forgotten! I am not what I used to be!"

Barr roared, absorbing Mephisto around him into his body.

The two demon gods merged into one!

The power enough to fight Tyrell appeared!

"This time we are not fighting for the conspiracy of the high-level heaven! This time we are fighting for you, the crown of justice to be taken off!"

Baal neighed! The sound wave cut through everything around with countless power!

Harness the power of hate with the will to destroy!

Baal was so powerful that Tyrell felt threatened!

"Are you the end of it all?"

Kanai's figure has appeared in front of Barr's eyes.

Completely ignoring Tyrael, he questioned Baal loudly.

For the archangel, Kanai has no grudges.

Resentment never even arose in the savage.

He crushed the hatred of Mephisto for countless years, and Azmodan would tremble unconsciously when he mentioned his name.

There is no sin in the noble Kanai! No hate!

He is not perfect like a human!

"Kanai, I thought that after you died, your soul would appear in the higher heavens."

Tyrell greeted Kanai with a slightly unnatural tone.

"Tyrael, I am full of expectations for justice.

But this is my last battle, I hope you won't be the one to spoil it! "

Kanai said so.

Although he knew that his time to fight was running out.

It won't take much time, to be exact, when Bulkelso appears in front of him, and he will bid farewell to this world forever.

But before that, he wanted to leave a deep enough memory for Barr.

Dirty things want to stain the pure and white holy mountain with filth, they must pay the price!

Tyrell recovered his own power little by little.

Even in the natural world where the jungle preys on the jungle, there will always be an unwelcome guy.

Spoilers are always attacked by both sides.

The savages who admire strength and fear nature implement this almost paranoidly.

Relatively fair!

This is what Kanai wants in the final battle!

"As you wish, Kanai, let me see your power!"

Tyrael silently restrained all leaked power.

A disappointed expression appeared on the face of Volusk who was watching from afar.

In his opinion, there is only one Barr who is not worthy of Kanai's final battle!

The end of the legend must require the most magnificent performance!

"Aw!"

Kanai let out a battle cry!

It was not a battle cry that an ordinary barbarian would use.

It's as high-pitched as a stag's cry!

The legend of the Buck Clan!

The ending of the legend!

Kanai!

Bursts of anger rose from the ground!

Kanai, who has become one with the Holy Mountain, has the most solid source of power!

The wrath of Harrogarth!

Kanai took his own steps, and two crude branches appeared in his hands.

Lifted above the head like antlers!

With every step that falls on the ground, there will be the sound of passionate drums!

Every time he lifts his feet from the ground, he will bring bursts of lava to accompany his charge!

"Kanai!"

A mixed voice came from Barr's mouth.

Then the instinct of Mephisto's power and Baal's will!

The field of destruction suddenly opened!

Cracks covered Kanai's body in an instant!

"Aw!"

Kanai let out a long battle cry again!

His voice began to echo on the holy mountain!

The loud noise in the terrain that should not echo makes the snow on the holy mountain start to collapse downward!

avalanche!

There has never been such a disaster as an avalanche in the snow on the tough holy mountain!

The sacred mountain, which can bear the endless noise of the savages, shows its natural wrath!

An overwhelming avalanche appeared behind Kanai!

It violated gravity and did not impact towards the lower terrain! Soon, it will go hand in hand with Kanai's footsteps!

The expansion of Baal's destruction field has been hindered!

In the face of nature's anger, Sabotage's performance was a little weak.

With the silent collision, Kanai appeared behind Barr!

The avalanche hit Barr like a wave.

This huge demon god was unsteady on his feet and staggered!

A huge hole appeared in the chest, and the densely covered pointed feet instantly became a cloud of blood mist!

"Stunning!"

Tyrell's exclamation slowly came out at this time.

The phantom of the Archangel of Justice also felt that trembling!

Even if Barr is a phantom with only a part of his power.

But the holy mountain under his feet was also briefly summoned from the past time!

Kanai is even more a barbarian who has been dead for an unknown number of years.

Tyrell felt the tip of the iceberg of Kanai's power from this amazing enough blow!

"If you were alive, the barbarians wouldn't be where they are today."

Tyrell continued after a while.

At this moment, Barr finally fell to the ground like a giant tree that was cut down!

"If he's still alive, Yzreal and Rathma are dead! Tyrael!"

Bulkelso had already walked to Tyrell's side, and his hands were tightly squeezed together.

It was impossible to see what was being held in that palm.

But Tyrael felt the familiar shudder in Bulkelso's voice.

It's as if the target of Kanai's charge locked on him!

"I cannot explain all this. Mortals!"

Tyrell said subconsciously.

Facing Burkasso, he felt uneasy.

"Angel, when are you going to entrust your gambling money!"

Bulkelso looked at Tyrell's body, consciously not looking at Kanai.

Both he and Kanai knew that the moment the two people's eyes met, that was the arrival of the sacrifice!

Burkesso hopes that this time will come later.

But Kanai wants to complete the things that only he can do as soon as possible.

"Bulkasso, I'm ready!"

Kanai's voice sounded, calling for Bulkelso.

The thing that Bulkelso was holding in his hand began to flicker continuously!

"The magic box named after me, I am looking forward to the changes it can bring!

Look me straight now! Bull Casey!

You are the next Immortal King! How can the Immortal King escape the sight of others! "

Kanai sounded with a preaching voice, and his slender and strong body walked behind Bulkelso, stretched out his powerful palm and pressed Bulkelso's shoulder.

Turned Bulkelso around a little bit!