The two of them were a bit bored in Sonya's field.
how to say?
It had been several days, and the two people were motionless in the field.
"Sanya, are you planning to let me stay here and wait for Malthael to arrive?"
The first generation ancestor said with a dark face.
I can't blame him for this, even though the first generation ancestors have long been accustomed to loneliness and loneliness.
But that was when no one else was around.
After he put himself into the Holy Mountain of Arreat, this loneliness had been with him for who knows how many years.
But now there was a guy in front of him who could chat, but that guy said nothing to him.
Who can bear this?
"if not?
Do you want me to fight with you here?
Then when Malthael the dwarf arrived, he saw two barbarians covered in wounds? "
Sonya said angrily.
This was the only time she spoke to her first ancestor after these days.
"Why do you think you can be evenly matched with me?
If I had a fight with you, you would be the only one injured.
Among my brothers and sisters, I am the strongest. "
The first generation ancestor said this and rolled his eyes incidentally.
His performance made Sonya's already scant respect even thinner.
"I've seen a lot of powerful people. Although you are very strong, I don't think you can beat Bulcaisuo."
Sonya glared at the guy in front of her.
Isn't it good to disappear from the sight of mankind as a legendary "god"?
Why do you want to suddenly appear at this time and cause trouble to others?
Sonya kept thinking in her mind, and even forgot that her body contained the blood of her first ancestors.
Without that help, she might have been a dead person.
Who wants to die if he can live?
Barbarians just don't feel regret because of their own death. This does not mean that they are willing to die...
"Hmm~ What you said makes sense.
Anyway, I couldn't beat Uldyssian back then, and there's nothing unacceptable about me still being unable to beat him now.
But I am more than enough to take care of you. "
The first generation ancestor had a malicious smile on his face.
Sonya is a good seedling, and a savage in the purest form.
Unlike the current Bulcaisuo, who has the blood of barbarians flowing in his body, but has been given various conditions for becoming a "god".
Barbarians still have to be pure.
"oh."
Sonya took out the mountain-splitting ax in her hand. After she inherited the will of the old general Qualkek, Sonya no longer cared much about her own fighting ability.
If she could train more powerful warriors, that might make her a little happier.
She would be happier if she could have a phalanx of barbarian warriors as soldiers.
"There is the aura of Imprius in your domain, although Uldyssian back then said that Imprius was his friend.
But I don't think this friendship is strong enough to love Wujiwu.
Have you never thought about whether there is some conspiracy behind Prius' help to you? "
The first ancestors spoke ill of Imprius.
Sonya didn't care.
Indeed, there is something strange about what the Prius does.
He paid more than he received, which doesn't seem very reasonable.
Impris also didn't treat Bulcaisel like a close friend.
Perhaps in the eyes of the Archangel of Courage, Uldyssian and Bulcaisel were completely different people.
"what do you want to do?
It's true that the Prius doesn't deserve my complete trust here, but don't forget that you don't either.
First generation ancestor, your suspicion is almost the same as that of Rasma in my eyes!
Just when I was used as a sacrifice to summon Lilith, don't say you don't know!
I watched your soul being used as a weapon by your brother Rasma. "
Sonya's mouth was filled with contempt.
Sonya is proud, even a little arrogant.
According to the mages, she lacked awe, but Sonya didn't care at all.
"Would you believe me if I said there was no difference between what Rasma is doing and what Bulkesso is doing?"
The first ancestors showed no expression when they spoke.
Even the most rugged barbarian ancestors at the beginning will develop a few more insights under the power of time.
At this time, he was no longer the guy who only knew how to fight violently at the beginning.
"I believe it, but this does not prevent me from hating you, nor does it prevent me from hating Rasma.
Your actions have hurt us. According to the tradition of barbarians, this kind of harm needs to be repaid with blood.
This has nothing to do with what you are doing!
Even if your goal is a great cause, the most I can do is give you some time to complete it.
My revenge will only be delayed at best, not end in vain! "
Sonya waved the mountain-splitting ax in her hand, and the cold breath spread freely in the field.
When this pure cold breath blew on the first generation ancestor, this guy felt a little nostalgic.
In the beginning, the Nephalem formed their own ethnic group and profession, but how much do they care about these things?
Maybe Vasily is different, but other people should not have this kind of feeling for future generations.
Three ancestors?
An identity that is hated by the three barbarians who are the three ancestors.
This thing is a shackles!
I don’t know if the enthusiasm that Madoc and the others had when they were first selected has been exhausted.
Just when they discovered the title and status of "Three Ancestors"?
“Okay, I’ll just say it.
Are you interested in becoming one of the Three Ancestors?
Although you are still young, you will always grow old.
Barbarians need gatekeepers..."
The first ancestor said something that sounded like he would not be accepted, but he didn't seem to care about Sonya's answer.
"Are you sure the third ancestor is the gatekeeper and not the tombkeeper?
It was actually your cemetery that Madoc and the others were guarding back then, right?
Isn’t the truth about the Holy Mountain of Arreat that your body is buried beneath the mountain?
Compared to this, what I care more about is what did you do to make the Archangel and the Demon King of Hell act together, just to destroy your body? "
Sonya said coldly.
She is a very smart person, but because she is so powerful, she rarely thinks too much.
Ordinary demons don't need Sonya to think about how to defeat them.
Just follow your body's instinct to fight, and victory will come naturally.
“It was just an accident.
What I did was nothing compared to my youngest brother.
Maybe they were just worried that I would appear in the world at an inappropriate time?
I was also a participant in the War of Original Sin. How can you be sure that there is no shadow of me behind Uldyssian's strength? "
The first ancestors spoke meaningful words.
Why would Uldyssian choose to take his next chance as a Barbarian?
The fighting style of barbarians is actually not very good-looking. Simple and rough is the style of barbarians.
Isn’t the mage bad?
Elegant and full of mysterious charm.
Are witchers bad?
Are the battles full of excitement and surprises?
Why choose Barbarian?
Is it because barbarians only have ancestors in their beliefs? So it won’t be much affected by the higher heavens?
Stop it!
Uldyssian's only faith is himself and those who share the same goals!
Even if he had to do it all over again, that guy wouldn't change much!
The soul is like this, and nature will always be like this!
"The last time you appeared in people's sight was the Battle of Original Sin.
Legend says you helped Uldyssian, but I think you were just defeated by him!
Otherwise, you should still be that arrogant warrior. "
Sonya slapped her free hand with the ax handle, her eyes full of teasing.
“Well, I was defeated by him.
But that doesn’t seem like a strange thing, right?
Uldyssian's violent roar caused High Heaven and Burning Hell to retreat together.
To be honest, without Uldyssian, humans would only have a little bit of autonomy in a captive environment.
But because of him, humans have become existences comparable to high-level heaven and burning hell.
Sanctuary means a place of refuge. Why do you think a mere human being should be given such a strong high-level heaven-style name?
Because Heaven at that time recognized Sanctuary as an independent world.
I was defeated by Uldyssian, but I did not sit idly by in the subsequent battle.
Do you really think that the only power sent to the human world by the higher heavens is my father Inaris?
My opponent at the time was Tyrael. Do you understand? "
The first-generation ancestor scratched his head, and then tried to take out his backpack.
As a result, a huge spider leg was pulled out~
"Want to try it? Alanya's spider queen legs, although she was still a semi-finished product at that time and could not transform into a human form, so her whole body looked like a spider."
The first-generation ancestor tilted his head and asked Sonya, and by the way, he stretched out the huge spider legs in his hand.
"You are the child of an angel and a demon, so don't you have any other thoughts when you eat demons?"
Sonya felt like her sanity was fading.
Although demons are not humans, their intelligence seems to be no different from humans.
So the average Nephalem cannot keep their mouth shut...
This thing is intelligent life!
"Ideas? What thoughts?
Not eating because they can communicate?
Stop making trouble!
Vasily can communicate with all animals and plants, but he can also eat.
Or will you watch yourself starve to death? "
The first generation ancestor looked at Sonya's shocked expression and showed a mocking smile.
“You didn’t create civilization.
What I am willing to sacrifice my life to protect, that civilization is the result of the joint efforts of countless Nephalem.
Compared to you, the original Nephalem, we are the more civilized! "
Sonya was a little angry.
She felt as if she had been insulted, but there was no obvious evidence.
What's worse is that just like what she said, she can't fight with the first ancestor here.
Who knows if Malthael will suddenly appear in this field?
"Let me tell you some news. Based on my understanding of Malthael, he should have already arrived.
Although it may not be a powerful body, but a little bit of consciousness or soul is still easy.
Why do you think you were assigned to guard a field here?
Want me to give you some tips? "
The first generation ancestor was talking while feasting on the spider legs in his hands.
This leg looks old, but the meat doesn't seem to have deteriorated yet?
Thanks to the Burning Hell for giving food to the first generation Nephalem...
The human world was not a good place in the era when they were born.
Desolate, lonely, anyway, there was nothing in the world at the beginning.
Nephalem civilization?
I don’t know how much of it is leaked from the fingers of high-level heaven!
Many of them were even inherited from the Burning Hell.
What is the education like for the children of angels and demons?
Isn't that what was formed by the intersection of civilizations on both sides?
"Why are you telling me this?"
Sonya's eyes became fiercer than ever!
She had some guesses.
"Only the strong deserve to sacrifice? I don't really agree with this concept, but I have to say that it is indeed noble.
So Sonya, you tell me.
you! yes! powerful! By! ? "
The first generation ancestor had a smile on his face!
He was about to convince the other party, without lying!
No matter how much you say lies, they are despicable things in his eyes!
Back then, Bile, the king of lies, was blocked in front of the gate of the Burning Hell by Rasma and was beaten violently.
How could the first generation ancestor, the elder brother, not be able to do something that the weakest younger brother in the family could do?
They are the first-generation Nephalem who are naturally powerful and different from Rathma!
Lies are just toys in their eyes.
"I am strong!
Although not the strongest! But I am fearless! "
Sonya's eyes became a little dangerous, and the cold wave in the field became turbulent.
Qualkek's wrath is icy, a cruel cold wind without temperature!
But this is the anger of the old general Qualkek, not Sonya's anger!
In the cold wave that is raging everywhere, a little spark is slowly expanding its body.
Never-ending anger, never-ending fighting spirit.
This is Sonya's anger!
At this time, the two different kinds of anger began to merge little by little!
"Sanya, whether you are strong or not most of the time requires comparison.
Absolutely powerful? Uldyssian didn't do this either! If he did it, he wouldn't let himself do it again!
Compared to the current Bulcaisuo, you are an out-and-out weakling!
So it is natural to be protected!
Don't say you haven't thought about what it means to be the last line of defense!
If you are the strongest, your position is the last line of defense!
A guy who can defeat Bulqueso appears in front of you. Even if he dies in the next second, you cannot defeat him.
The most you can do is to speed up the time it takes for him to die. "
The words of the first ancestors were full of deception!
This is Sonya's domain, and even the first generation ancestor cannot leave here without hurting Sonya.
And he had a reason why he couldn't hurt Sonya.
His blood is flowing in Sonya's body!
