Early the next morning, Kanai stood in front of Volusk's bed. His eyes were a little complicated, as if he was watching his friend embark on 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, and you plan to strangle me right now so that you can sit on that throne?
Seriously, I'm still not used to lying in bed. "
Warusk didn't even open his eyes, looking lazy.
To be honest, the feeling of lying in bed after a long absence was no different from the feeling of lying on the floor in the past, but Warusk strangely stayed awake all night.
You must know that this guy can sleep whenever he wants, even if he stays in the wilderness where danger is everywhere.
Volusk didn't want to admit that he couldn't sleep because he was about to become the immortal king. He could only use the excuse that he couldn't sleep in bed to convince himself.
"You can always trust me because I will always trust you."
A smile appeared on Kanai's face. Although Kanai is not a barbarian who is shallow enough to understand at a glance, he is really not very good at acting.
"Nonsense, is it my turn now? Or are you here to tell me that you spent the night writing and drawing on those parchments yesterday, so I didn't meet my hunting target yesterday?"
Warusk slowly sat up straight and moved his spine.
He didn't move all night in order to fall asleep. Maintaining the same position for such a long time made his body feel uncomfortable.
"When you start to become the Immortal King, I have to go out for something. Maybe I won't be able to see you sitting on that throne."
Kanai's smile wasn't very pretty, it looked a bit like someone had punched him hard in the face.
"I will always sit on the throne. You will come back one day. I believe in you."
Warusk 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 room to the outside of the Elder's Temple to be infinitely extended.
"Okay, don't delay. It's not bright yet, you can still go out and find a few demons to wake up your body. Maybe you can try to break those things bit by bit with your fists?
Believe me, it feels much more fun to blast demons with your fists than with a hammer. "
"I'll try it if I get a chance."
Warusk declined to comment.
In general, it is not that far from his house to the Temple of the Elders. After all, according to the habits of the barbarians, the closer their residence is to the Temple of the Elders, the higher their status.
Of course, this practice requires leaving aside the soldiers stationed in front of the city defense.
The personnel of the garrison are rotated, usually every three months or so. Although it is a rotation, no warrior is leisurely. They are either guarding the city or going out hunting.
As for farming? That kind of work is usually done by young people who are still in training. The burdens on them are not as heavy as these soldiers.
Warusk always enjoys the best treatment in a place like this.
For example, the most suitable position for launching a charge during battle, the most suitable terrain for fighting with one enemy and many enemies, and the most suitable place for enjoying the battle when breaking the rear.
Even though you can hear a bunch of negative thoughts from Warusk's mouth before every battle, no one will take it seriously.
Because Warusk always said things like "I can't do it, I want to go home", but when it came time to fight, he was always able to do better than expected.
"If I disappear, you should know what you are going to do, right?"
Kanai was still laughing, and his words made Warusk pause.
"I will look for you, even if I'm afraid I won't find you no matter how hard I look."
After saying this, Warusk continued walking, but his steps became a lot heavier.
"No, you can't come to me. Because after today you will be the Immortal King, and the barbarians cannot live without the Immortal King."
Kanai's smile looked more natural at this time.
"Nonsense, didn't Bulcaisel disappear a long time ago? We have spent a long time without the Immortal King. Barbarians are not the kind of guys who can't live without someone."
Warusk continued walking without even looking back at Kanai.
"You will know when you sit on the throne. The barbarians cannot live without the Immortal King, even if only as an image."
Kanai also responded to Warusk casually.
The conversation between the two people ended here for the time being, because they had already reached the door of the Elder's Temple.
The barbarians with a slight status are all here now. Although we have to exclude those groups that are still scattered outside, the barbarians staying on the sacred mountain of Arreat can represent all barbarians.
Whether it's the Storm Tribe or the Bulls, or even the farther-flung Bear Tribe and Tagus Tribe, they have warriors representing them stationed on the sacred mountain.
The Holy Mountain of Arreat will train the young warriors who come here. This is not a tradition only from Qualkek.
"Are you ready?"
The elder said with a grin on his face, a teasing look on his face.
Warusk curled his lips, he didn't like this elder.
A venomous old bastard, this is what Warusk said about the elder.
This guy is always able to easily say the most annoying things, and he also calls it "making barbarians adapt to the feeling of anger."
If Warusk hadn't been afraid that he couldn't beat this bastard, he would have punched the elder long ago.
"You have made a decision. What does this have to do with whether I am ready? If I am not ready, will you give me time to go back and prepare slowly?
To be honest, if I didn't feel like I couldn't defeat the Hell Demon, I would have thought that I would be ready after I got the head of a Hell Demon. "
Warusk rolled his eyes at the guys who saluted him.
"Okay, go in. You'll know what you're going to do when you sit on that throne."
Kanai patted Volusk on the shoulder, making a big noise. Kanai had used his strength.
"Ha, I always feel like I can't do it well."
Warusk laughed dryly, but still walked firmly towards the Temple of the Elders.
When he stood outside the door, he could see the old seat there. It looked like no one had cleaned the dust on it for a long time.
"No, you will be the top three best immortal kings we have."
Kanai said with a smile. When his words fell, Warusk also walked into the Elder's Temple. The somewhat exaggerated stone door closed with a heart-breaking sound.
"Now it's time for me to do what I should do, elder. I'll leave the rest to you."
Kanai looked at the elder standing outside the gate of the Elders Temple with complicated eyes, and then roughly opened a portal to an unknown place. Before he walked over, he stretched out his hand and touched the waist. That cloth bag seemed to make sure that he had brought everything with him.
"The Immortal King cannot leave for a long time, or there must be one Immortal King on a holy mountain. But now we are about to have two."
The elder muttered softly.
…
"I thought I couldn't even get close to this throne. What am I going to face? Is it a powerful demon that I may not be able to defeat?
Or do you want to hunt enough prey to feed everyone in the tribe?
If I had to choose, I would probably prefer the former, because if I fail, I will be the only one who will die, instead of leaving my tribe to starve and be alone. "
Warusk walked in the dark temple of the Elders.
After the door of the temple was closed, there was no light of fire inside.
It's not that the building made of piled stones lacks lighting design, but that the Elder's Temple didn't prepare these things from the beginning.
This temple is very sealed. If it weren't for the inevitable gaps in the stone building, this place might not even be well ventilated.
"Ha, a young man. I thought that apart from the one last time, there would never be a young man so powerful among the barbarians. I didn't expect that one would appear."
A somewhat hollow sound accompanied the appearance of a shadow.
The moment this phantom appeared, it was as if the sky suddenly dawned in the Elder's Temple, and the whole room became bright.
Warusk was startled, his body tensed up, and he already had his usual gravel hammer in his hand.
It's like it's about to be hammered down at any moment.
"Which one are you?"
Warusk's face was twitching, he was a little too nervous.
It was not that he had never seen monsters such as 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 is full of the ancestors of the barbarians who died in the past battles. If ordinary ghosts came to this place, they would have been directly torn apart by the spirits of those ancestors.
How could it appear in the Elder's Temple?
Unless that ghost is so powerful that even the ancestor spirits cannot find his traces!
"Or maybe this ghost is one of your ancestors! Bastard! The kid from before has important things to do, so I can accept his unwillingness to become the Immortal King.
But this doesn't mean that becoming the Immortal King only requires strength!
Do you have any brains? ? "
The voice was filled with rough anger, which calmed Warusk down.
Perhaps this guy was more accustomed to others' angry tones when he was relatively young?
"I have already said that Kanai is more suitable than me. But if he has to do something, then I am willing to sit on the throne temporarily and hand it over to him when he comes back."
Warusk calmed down and spoke in a complaining tone.
He already knew who the gangster who suddenly appeared in front of him was, so he didn't need to be so nervous.
"Bulkasso, I used to wonder if I would be the lucky one to find the original ancestor, but now it seems that I don't need much luck to find you.
But I heard what Kanai said before, and it seems that what process is needed to become the Immortal King? "
Warusk rolled his eyes at the phantom of the first ancestor.
He would have been happier if the first generation of Bulcaisel had kicked him out and replaced him with someone else to be the immortal king.
"Process? What do you think this is? There is only one requirement for becoming the Immortal King, and that is that your tribe thinks 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?
how 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.
[Maybe this child can really become a good immortal king? 】
The first generation Bulcaisel thought so.
"What did he do? He cut off a piece of 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 Bulcaisel 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 that little guy named Uldyssian wants to do! "
The first-generation Bulcasso spoke loudly, occasionally laughing while speaking.
It seems that he is very satisfied with the result, even to the point of complacency.
The artifact Kanai's Box is about to come out, and the magical things he can do are ultimately just a matter of using the power of "balance" to change everything in a "box" made of world fragments!
Changes in form and shaping of abilities cannot be achieved without balance.
But as an archangel, how could Israel be willing to make such a contribution to the Nephalem?
Whether it's Bulkesso, Vasily, or Rasma, they have never hidden their purpose!
Take away those powers, gain more power, and gain control of your true destiny!
The Nephalem have always been fighting!
They are not willing to let the world they live in become a battlefield between high-level heaven and burning hell!
I don’t want my living space to be occupied by endless demons and angels!
Human beings just want to live freely and in the way they choose!
Whether it's an angel or a demon, they all stand in the way of humans!
"It seems that you have a reason why the Archangel of Balance had to come? I want to know what that is!?"
Warusk felt that his heart was trembling violently, as if he was about to lose something important.
When he asked this question, he was so eager that his body even turned into the rage of a berserker.
And his posture is a little different from the basic Fury of the Berserker, with dark green light constantly emitting around his body.
The name of this stance should be called "The Fury of the Berserker - Madness"!
"The barbarians are about to usher in the second immortal king! The other archangels and hell demons don't care about this, but only that idiot Israel thinks that humans can't usher in a new us!
He thinks that beings like me, Vasily and Rasma upset the balance!
Guess what he will do when he learns that a barbarian has walked into the Temple of the Elders?
Especially now that the barbarians have prepared everything they need for the celebration and are ready to welcome the new Immortal King!
Guess where he is now? "
The first-generation Bulcaisuo said with deep eyes as he watched Warusk's body in front of him trembling continuously.
The first-generation Bulcaisuo was not happy at all. Although he knew what the barbarian named Kanai could do, he was not happy at all because Israel was about to lose most of his power!
Because in the eyes of the first generation Nephalem, Israel was a self-righteous fool! Although he is very smart, his stubbornness about "balance" will make her make choices that are not "absolutely" correct!
Perhaps after this time, Israel will realize his shortcomings, but he has lost the power from balance!
"I guess Kanai has completed what he wants to do, right? Probably outside the high-level heaven? Or somewhere in the Arreat Mountains?"
Warusk's voice was filled with sadness.
He understood what would happen if Kanai did such a thing.
At this time, a golden artifact appeared in the Elder's Temple, and the soul of the "elder" appeared with it.
"Ahem! I feel like I'm at a loss! My body was torn apart by those bastards and buried somewhere. All my blood was 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 is still strong enough to know that protecting this box for a while is enough.
But what happens after that is up to you, barbarians.
And Warusk! remember! Kanai’s Box is the name of that artifact!
Don’t wield such a great artifact like a war hammer!
besides! Kanai asked me to tell you, you have to believe him, he will come back. But he hopes to see you sitting on that throne upright like a king when he comes back!
Without him, the barbarians will face countless challenges!
You have to be tough, wanton, and arrogant!
Arrogant to the point of bursting! So wanton that the enemy is afraid! He's so strong and brutal that even the devil won't be far away from him!
Only in this way can the barbarians survive this period.
Also, he said he would definitely come back. "
Elder, no, it should be said that Jotun Kule's figure turned into a small ball, wrapped up Kanai's Magic Box and disappeared into the Elder's Temple.
Volusk didn't even look at the phantom of the first-generation Bulcaisuo. He took out the armor that Kanai had given him and asked him to wear, and then walked firmly to the throne, standing upright. Sit on it!
At this time, the closed door of the Elder's Temple finally opened!
The first scene those barbarian warriors saw was a heavily armored Warusk sitting on the throne, with the gravel hammer hanging on his waist exuding an intimidating aura!
The long hair under the helmet is moving in the wind, and the helmet's visor position, the eyes are constantly exuding powerful anger!
"Let the best blacksmith among the barbarians come to me! Now I have a pair of strong gloves, and a belt that allows me to catch up with the cowards who run away with their backs to me!
This is the request of your Immortal King. I will make the barbarians into existences that even demons will be afraid of!
I'm Volusk!
Your immortal king! "
[Kanai, I believe you will come back! I will sit on the throne and wait for you to see me as the Immortal King! 】
