"Okay, let's stop here to reminisce about old times. I think there must be something wrong with you coming to this place that is not very friendly to angels."
Warusk looked up at Dieche.
For this angel with whom he once had a good relationship, Warusk was willing to give his friendly attitude.
"There are some things I want to ask you about, but I'm a little embarrassed to go to Bulcaisuo." Dies smiled.
He had no friendship with Bulkesso.
"Then let's talk. If it's not something too extreme, maybe I can help you solve it."
Warusk understood Diesh's thoughts and simply agreed directly.
Although Diesh is a somewhat idealistic angel, he is still measured in his actions. At least he will not ask the barbarians to immediately destroy the Burning Hell.
"Well, I want to know what you guys think of Leoric. You know I don't like that guy very much."
Dieche asked.
"This question... although my opinion does not represent Bulcaisel's attitude, there is one thing I can assure you.
Bulcaisel also doesn't want Leoric to exist in his current form, even if I don't know when exactly he plans to resolve this issue.
But someone said that Bulcasso is impatient, and this time should not be long. "
Warusk said.
Diesh just nodded after hearing this.
He only asked this question to make sure he knew what was going on. Urging a barbarian to do something was not an easy task.
Although barbarians rarely procrastinate, they don't like others to dictate their affairs.
"Then the second question is, if I plan to establish contact with the humans in this world, um, or give them a way to cultivate Templars and Paladins. Will you directly attack the angels?"
Dieche asked.
Although both the Templars and Paladins need some Nephalem blood, this matter is not that difficult to solve.
But the current attitude of the nephalem is the most important part. If the nephalem don't agree, Diesh is going to give up the idea.
When Templars and Paladins are not corrupted, they are also one of the protective umbrellas of mankind.
At least when facing demons, they all have enough fighting power to kill them.
"If it were me, I would have no objection. But I still suggest you ask Bulkesso and Li Min.
Bulcasso is on the Holy Mountain. As for Li Min, you have to find her traces yourself.
As for the opinions of Yin Na, Vera and Nazbo, they are not too important. "
Warusk gave his own answer.
This is also true. If Bulkesso and Li Min agree with Diesh's idea, then the other Nephalem will persuade them.
If it were the other way around, the problem would be that there would be no possibility of success.
"Actually, I just want to catch up with you. I know there is no value in asking you these two questions."
Dieche smiled.
Frankness is his greatest strength and the biggest reason for those who hate him.
Although this guy is a nice guy, he is not the kind of "person" that humans are used to seeing.
He has never realized that there is anything good about being a human being, and naturally he will not learn much about how humans get along with each other.
Therefore, most of the Nephalem who have a good relationship with him have a direct personality like Volusk.
"Go away, go to Bulcaisuo with your separation, and tell him that I owe him a favor."
Warusk said.
"I haven't told you about this yet."
Dieche looked a little surprised.
“Although I am not a good blacksmith, as a good warrior I can see that your weapon needs repairing.
It seems that the blow you gave Leoric didn't feel very good at that time. "
Warusk smiled happily.
He didn't like Leoric, and although he had a certain degree of respect for Leoric, there was no conflict with his dislike of him.
"Of course it won't feel better. The part of the immortal being that is neither alive nor dead has been activated by my slash. The feeling is a bit unimaginable for me."
Diesh smiled happily.
It seemed that Warusk's words made him feel like he was being praised.
"As for the favor you owe Burqueso, I will ask him if he can let me repay it myself." Dieche said.
"It's not clear what I owe him for a long time. You'd better thank me for my help." Warusk waved his hand.
"So see you next time? By the way, please be careful with Masa Yin'er, I'm sure he might have been targeting you a long time ago."
After Diesh finished speaking, he left here directly to find Bulkesso.
"Massa Yin'er is targeting me? Impossible. The power of death is just a tool for him. He is not the kind of guy who cares about whether the tool is complete. As long as he can be used to complete the plan, it is enough."
Warusk said to himself.
"But the tool was not easy to use and almost killed him, and a complete death could kill him completely." 1
The voice of the first ancestor came out again!
"Can't you give me some time to prepare before you speak?" Warusk said with squinting eyes.
Although the first generation ancestor could not see his eyes at this time.
"What hint are you going to ask me to give you? Is it a ding or something else?"
The first ancestor said angrily.
"Forget it, do whatever you like. At worst, I will just sit on the throne without saying a word as before. Anyway, they should be almost used to me like this."
Warusk said and pointed to the outside of the Elder's Temple with his chin.
"I'm afraid you won't do this. You have been placed in the Temple of the Elders like a puppet for so many years. Can you still go back to that time?"
The first generation ancestor said with evil intentions.
"It's just loneliness. I've long been used to it," Warusk said.
This time the first generation ancestor didn't say anything.
Loneliness is one of the mortal enemies of life.
The first generation ancestor also felt this deeply. After losing most of his brothers, sisters and his lover, he had had enough of loneliness.
It's just that he can only try to get used to loneliness, but he has never been able to get used to the company of only loneliness.
"Warusk, you are used to the loneliness of a hammer."
Talik's voice came from outside the door of the Elder's Temple.
He didn't leave, he just stayed outside. Just like Kharab waited until Rasma left before leaving, Tarik waited until Diesh left before he planned to leave.
"The Ronin Begins with Douluo"
But after Diesh left, he was just about to come in and say hello to Warusk when his attention was attracted by the conversation between Warusk and the first ancestor.
"Fuck you!"
Warusk couldn't help but curse when he saw Talik walking in carelessly and arrogantly.
"I'm warning you, just because I can't beat you doesn't mean that others can't beat you. Believe it or not, I'll call Bulcasso over to beat you?"
Tarik said in a bad tone.
"That's all you have! If you have the guts, come up and challenge me!"
Warusk was so angry that he slapped the armrest of his throne!
"Single challenge? Why?" Tarik said with a strong sense of malice.
He knew that this fight couldn't start, and the most it would be was just a few words.
This guy Warusk doesn't have the power to take action casually now, although the work of sorting out the energy of the Holy Mountain fell to the first generation ancestors.
But as the insurance company, Warusk cannot act casually.
If he just cursed, Tarik didn't think he would lose.
"I may be the only person in the world besides Massayin who can let you see Madoc."
Warusk said with a grin.
This time it was Tarik's turn to be silent.
He knew that such a thing was unlikely, but he still couldn't help but believe the other party.
"You and I both know that Maddock completely exploded his soul and won a brilliant ending to his career."
Although Tarik said dejected words, there was inevitably some hope in his tone.
Even though what Warusk said was not to bring Madoc back, but to allow him to see Madoc again.
"But you can still see the shadow of him fighting in the secret realm, right? Let's put it this way, there is a picture of him in my secret realm. Do you want to go and see it?"
Warusk said.
Then Tarik's face turned the color of pig liver in an instant!
"If I want to see his shadow, why don't I go to my own secret realm!?"
Tarik roared with deep anger, but still with some expectation.
He felt more and more that Warusk in front of him might really have the ability to allow him to meet Madoc.
If he couldn't do this, Warusk wouldn't make such a bad joke.
“But I left a little bit of his consciousness behind, which he gave me at the time.
He said that I would leave it to you to take a look at the appropriate time, but of course it was only to the extent that we could meet and talk.
It will dissipate after that. "
Warusk did not continue to lie.
"So the consciousness he left you should not know what happened next."
Tarik said very quietly.
"Yes, that consciousness can only know what happened before he did this, but don't forget, he is a battle prophet. Maybe he already knows his ending?"
Warusk said.
It's just that what he said was just random guessing.
If Mardoc had left a will after coming to this world, then what Warusk said might still be true.
Because at this time, the fate of this world has gradually been connected with the angel of destiny, Inaris.
But before, Madoc could only see the possible fate.
"I will bring Korik to visit you later. I just hope that we will not end up running wild in your secret realm."
Talik still made a concession.
"You can do it at any time. After all, this is what I promised him. Now you have almost calmed down, especially after giving the initiator a good repair."
Warusk's words also gave a nod to the first generation ancestors.
Only this time, the first ancestor didn't say anything.
He had no intention of speaking out about being beaten up.
You can't come forward now and tell me how you felt physically and mentally when you were beaten, right?
…
At this time, Diesh found Bulcasso, who was heating the stove in Rasuk's blacksmith shop.
"Angel Dieche, I remember your legend."
As soon as Diesh walked into the blacksmith workshop in Rasuk, he heard the figure of Burqessor.
Even though Bulcaisel didn't turn around to look at him, he still recognized his identity.
"Although I guess you Nephalem remember the legendary equipment more clearly than our names, you didn't even take a look."
Diesh said with some surprise.
"I just noticed that you were carrying that big bag of angel feathers. I have a good relationship with Imprius. He said that you are the only guy who can collect the feathers of lower-level angels who died in battle."
Burcasso forcefully stuffed a few pieces of charcoal into the stove, and then sighed.
"Charcoal seems to be a little less interesting than natural gas." Bulkesso said.
When he was in the blacksmith shop in New York, although he would add charcoal and coal to the stove, natural gas was really useful.
"So, when will you be able to get some S.H.I.E.L.D. guys to supply natural gas to the Holy Mountain of Harrogas?" Rasuk said on the side.
Bulcasso hesitated. He still knew that this kind of project was not easy to do.
How to supply natural gas to a mountain high enough? Building such a pipe just so a few blacksmiths can heat up the furnace faster?
This is a bit boring no matter how you look at it.
"Diesh, leave your disconnection to me. It won't take much time to just repair it."
Bulqueso turned to Dieche and held out his hand.
He still decided to pretend that he didn't hear Rasuk's question. This kind of question was really difficult to answer.
"Well, I owe you a favor." Dieche said as he took off Duanli from his waist and handed it to Bulkesso.
He didn't use Warusk's face. He was an angel, and he was a noble angel according to human standards.
At this time, he couldn't ask his friend to ask him to pay for it.
"No need, it's not a big deal. It's just maintenance on weapons."
Bulqueso glanced at Dieche.
Although Burquesso didn't have much affection for Dieche, he didn't have any bad feelings either.
As for the fact that Dies gave Leoric a hard blow before, he knew about it, but he didn't care much about it.
Leoric's recovery ability was beyond imagination, and it was Dieche who was defeated and killed at that time.
If he had to worry about this matter, Bulcasso himself would feel a little awkward.
As for repairing weapons, Bulkesso has done a lot.
This time I personally got the most original legendary separation, which is also a kind of gain.
At least Bulcasso was able to incorporate the legendary power of severance into it when forging weapons for himself.
This is already a very generous reward.
In particular, the separation itself is a legend that is very consistent with the authority of the death rules. The strange effect of making the enemy die without a whole body may be very helpful to the weapons Bulcaisel prepared for himself.
In this way, it is impossible to say who owes whom a favor.
Bulcasso casually grabbed the gold coins from his backpack, and then threw them directly into the utensils on the stove.
These gold coins contain unique power. Although they were dropped from demons, there are still some traces of vitality in them.
When repairing equipment, the blacksmith needs a lot of money. In fact, it is not entirely a labor expense, but also a consumption of materials.
"If possible, could you help me drill a hole in the break and set it with a flawless royal emerald?"
Dieche asked.
"Okay, just give me one of those angel feathers you brought. I just want a gift."
Bulkesso said.
This is an additional condition. It is not too much to ask for a little reward in exchange for a top-grade emerald.
"If you need it, I'll give it to you."
Dieche nodded.
He respects Bulcasso, after all, the powerful demons killed by Bulcasso have surpassed many outstanding angels.
Out of respect for this achievement, Dieche is also willing to give Burqesser a feather.
Those angels who died in battle should also be happy to see this happen.
"I was careless. Those angels who died in battle were all heroes." Bulcaisuo pondered for a moment before saying.
It's a bit disrespectful to use the last remnants of these heroes as rewards.
"You are a very good angel. If you were not an angel, you might have many Nephalem friends."
Bulqueso couldn't help but say one more thing.
It was a harmless test, and if Dieche was willing to try being a human, Bulcaisso would treat him like a best friend.
"I like the feeling of being an angel. Although it may be good for me to experience everything about humans, I still like being an angel."
Dieche undoubtedly rejected Burqesser.
He loved the higher heavens and his years as an angel.
"Ding Dong!"
There was a somewhat violent hammering sound, and Bulcaisuo used a forging hammer to knock over the vessel containing the gold coin solution. The golden metal liquid directly covered Duanli.
Ordinarily, the flame would not have such a high temperature, but Bulcaisuo used his anger and melted the gold coins in an instant.
"winter!"
Bulcaisuo's forging hammer hit the break, and sparks flew everywhere!
The molten metal seemed to be absorbed by the break, and there was no trace left at all.
"Accept it, a gift from a nephalem to a noble angel. When you kill demons, not only will their corpses be torn into pieces, but their corpses will also be completely burned by the wrath of the barbarians."
Burquesso solemnly handed the separation back to Dieche.
This is Bulkesso's latest mastery of blacksmithing.
In order to forge the most powerful legend for himself, he has been thinking about how to add power to the legend for a long time.
This is the inspiration and direction obtained from Kanai's Magic Box, and Bulqueso said that this inspiration and direction have been fully realized.
Dieche will love it because it doesn't change the essence of his legend, but rather enhances it.
