As Prius stepped aside, he approved of Aidan's proposal.
Since he is not here to cause damage, he should wait until Karasim completes the creation of the legendary suit before making a statement.
Because the Prius still cares about the majesty of the high-level paradise, naturally it will not choose to fight at this time.
If he is unwilling to give in on this matter, then Aidan and the others can assume by default that he is here to cause trouble.
As Prius walked into the crowd, the people around him only moved away slightly.
Jean Imprius can stand at the forefront of the crowd.
As for more avoidance, that's not it.
Most of the Khanduras who came here were warriors.
Among them, there are those who choose to follow Aidan and become paladins, and there are also warriors who follow Leoric.
Neither type of person has much reverence for the higher heavens.
Prius didn't find it strange, and just stood there quietly waiting for Karasim to start his plan.
Suddenly a hand pressed directly on his shoulder!
Because Prius was a little nervous at the moment, a holy flame of high-level heaven rose directly from the armor on his shoulders!
But it was instantly snuffed out by that rough hand.
Although the holy flame also made the hand smell like barbecue, Prius had also calmed down.
“If it was Malthael who came here, he would be really miserable.
When did you come here? Burquetso? "
In Prius said without looking back.
This method of directly extinguishing the holy flame is something that most people would not choose.
Even the demon gods would not choose such a crude solution. They would choose to use their own authority or the power of their personality to fight.
Only Bulcaisuo, the strongest barbarian, could so brutally extinguish the holy flame with his hands.
It would take no one but Bulkesso to do that.
Not even Gruchak!
“I thought from the beginning that you wouldn’t be out of your mind to cause damage at this time.
But I still have to be a little more careful. You should be able to understand this, right?
You also know that Malthael's bastard always makes people unexpected when he does things, but his plans always have one link within another. "
Bulcaisel walked to Imperius' side and put his arm around Imperius' neck.
Since the Prius didn't care, this level of contact was normal.
They are friends, and they both had barbecue together when the Prius was just an archangel.
He didn't care about Bulkesso's roughness.
"You're right, I still wonder if my coming here might also be Malthael's test."
Inprius said with teasing.
He really doubted it, so he was the only one being teased by the Prius.
"I know that you can trust him because he is worthy of your trust.
But as a nephalem, an archangel with demonic blood in his eyes.
We have no way of trusting any of Malthael's words, even if he produces evidence. "
Gruchak laughed directly on the side.
This is not that Gruchak is disparaging Malthael, it is just a boring and boring fact.
"So who did you have on Tyrael's side to keep an eye on?
If I were Malthael, I should be on Tyrael's side at this time.
After all, the situation here is an important matter for the Nephalem, and there will be many people coming. "
Imprius said very naturally.
"Villa is over there. If Malthael has any plans, Villa will at least have time to send a signal.
I think Malthael is not ready for a full-scale war with the Nephalem, right?
Your most likely choice now is to provide help to humans in order to gain favor from the humans. "
Bulkesso said very calmly.
His free hand also held a wine jar.
"Give me a sip of your wine. Ever since I learned to drink, I always feel like I can't live without this thing."
Impris said and took the wine jar from Bulcasso's hand.
Then he took a swig of it.
"Cough cough cough cough!"
"Hahahaha! This is the spirit I specially brewed before!
Inside were Andariel's bones and demon's blood, as well as a lot of food. "
Bulcaisel laughed like a successful prank.
Because Prius was still coughing violently, he couldn't calm down for a long time.
Because Prius is indeed used to ordinary spirits, but this small jar has added ingredients.
Andariel's bones were soaked in wine, and the demon's blood was used to stimulate the power in the bones.
If it's just the alcohol content, this thing is certainly not as good as water of life.
But when it comes to excitement, there is no stronger drink than this.
Especially since the person drinking was an archangel, the feeling of the conflict between the demonic power and the archangel power in his body was really too intense.
"I really didn't expect that! Ahem!"
Inprius said with some difficulty.
After he finished speaking, he picked up the wine jar and put it in front of him and looked at it, but he couldn't figure out why.
Then he put the wine jar back into Bulcasso's hand.
"At least this reunion isn't bad, is it?"
Inprius asked.
“Yeah, it’s not bad at all.
I don’t need to find a way to send you away, and you don’t need to feel embarrassed about your position.
This is much better than the worst-case scenario, isn't it? "
Bulcasso smiled heartily.
"Okay, Karasim has started, let's look at his side of things first."
Gruchak interrupted.
He pointed in the direction of Karasim.
Karashim had already walked directly into the light of the righteous authority wearing the equipment he had prepared.
To be honest, the radiance of justice is a bit unremarkable, not the kind that has a rich and holy look in its color.
But everyone who looks at the glory of justice can feel its seriousness!
Justice itself is serious, and it should not appear to be anything other than serious!
"Paragon of Justice, Karashim told me the name of this suit.
Although I think the name actually doesn't matter, and he's not exactly a model of justice.
Karasim didn't even plan to put his name on the suit in the first place.
He is just a clothes rack, just to make this suit become the legendary suit of the warrior monk. "
Bulkesso's tone was a little boring.
In the past, the birth of any legend would never have shown such a boring appearance.
Because those legends truly represent a legendary story.
As for the Paragon of Justice, it's more like the Nephalem needed such a legendary set and then used Karasim to accomplish it.
Although Karasim still has many opportunities to create his own legendary suit.
But the difficulty has also increased by more than one level!
Karashim was not the original Nephalem like Rathma, and he was different in his own right.
Except for the original Nephalem, it is very difficult for other Nephalem to create a second legendary set.
The first ancestor only had two sets.
There are only two legendary sets that Rasma created without any external help.
"This seems like another boring story about sacrifice.
The only thing I want to praise is that Karasim didn't sacrifice his life. "
Gruchak said, rolling his eyes.
"Come on, sacrifice is the most common theme in legendary stories.
This is nothing to worry about.
And we are not the only ones who chose to sacrifice, so there is nothing to worry about. "
Bulkesso said, punching Gruchak on the shoulder.
Not very hard, but not easy either.
Even as strong as Gruchak was, he couldn't help showing a painful expression.
The body also swayed slightly.
"Actually, this kind of story is incredibly stupid."
Gruchak muttered, but no one took his words to heart.
Because Gruchak himself is one of the "stupid" ones.
"If I remember correctly, Karasim is planning to give the monks a set of equipment that has the effect of the Wrath of the Wasteland suit?"
Bulkesso said.
The model of justice and the wasteland of barbarians actually have similar effects.
Keep moving your position, leaving behind the corpses of demons along the way.
This fighting method is indeed very helpful in protecting the lives of the Nephalem.
Nephalem from different professions have surprisingly similar effects on legendary sets.
At least there are many similarities in the combat effects.
"I don't care about this, after all, I haven't paid attention to the situation of the monk apprentice.
But with Craig, a monk who has become a legend himself, they shouldn't be in such a hurry. "
Gruchak said.
"Actually, we are all anxious. Vera has already got a lot of potential demon hunters.
In the end, as long as those warriors who use witcher skills understand the meaning of commandments and hatred, and add a little Nephalem blood, they are all witchers.
Li Min is not very interested in cultivating orthodox mages, but Rasma is doing this.
When he teaches the necromancer, he will inevitably teach some mage knowledge.
Not all spellcasters can accept the necromancer's fighting style. It is normal to become a mage or witch doctor. "
Bulcaisel explained a little.
But Gruchak just rolled his eyes.
"Come on, if you ask me, you should find someone...
Forget it, pretend I didn’t say it. "
Gruchak shut up mid-sentence.
Although he felt that he would not be hung up and beaten by Bulqessor in this place after he finished speaking at this time.
But it will definitely be remembered in the future.
Gruchak had no interest in being beaten. If it was an unfamiliar enemy, he would be willing to fight.
But fighting Bulkesso? This idea is so boring.
Barbarians know each other well and are basically aware of the differences between them.
This kind of battle can only be said to be a warm-up, not even the least bit fun.
Unless it was a matter of life and death that had to be decided, he would not fight any of the Nephalem barbarians.
Just because it's boring.
"Krasim is done, a little faster than I expected."
Bulcaisel said as if nothing happened.
“On the one hand, Karasim is also the best among legends, and on the other hand, Aidan’s help.
Aidan's use of righteous authority can be said to be very skillful.
I don't understand how he did it. "
Gruchak frowned.
He cares about this!
Although Aidan is powerful, his power had nothing to do with authority in the past!
Today's proficiency makes it difficult for him not to think about it more.
“Perhaps it’s because Aidan once shared a body with Diavolo.
When Diavolo used his body to move around the world, he often used the power of fear.
Perhaps the difference between justice and fear is driven by authority? "
Bulquesso couldn't give a definite answer, he just casually gave the most likely inference.
Because Prius didn't say a word, he was very serious and nervous now!
Because he seems to have noticed a bit of Malthael's breath in the righteous authority!
This is so strange!
Malthael should have no chance of tampering with the authority of justice.
He has no reason to do anything to the righteous authority!
If he sensed Tyrell's aura in the Righteous Authority, Prius wouldn't be so nervous.
After all, Tyrell was once the Archangel of Justice, and the time he held the power of justice was not short-lived!
"Prius, you seem to have discovered something?"
Bulcaisel glanced at Imprius.
In this discussion, the silence of the Prius is the strangest.
After all, as the embodiment of courage and authority, Impris should have a lot to share on the topic of authority.
But he chose to remain silent at this time.
This is not right.
"Yes, I discovered something, but I don't know if I should say it."
Prius pulled the corner of his mouth with some difficulty.
His expression was that which is natural to man.
This is not because Prius is a poor imitation of human beings, but because at this time he also has a certain recognition of his "human" way of existence.
Even at this time, there is no difference from a normal human being.
"It seems like it will embarrass you, so I won't press you.
There is only one possibility that you will feel embarrassed, and that is that this matter has something to do with some archangel.
And it won’t be Auriel. If it were Auriel, you wouldn’t be so embarrassed that you can’t speak out. "
Bulcasso said nonchalantly.
By the way, I took a sip from the wine jar.
"Cough~"
Bulcasso drank a little too hard. This wine was not only a huge stimulus to the archangel.
The same goes for the nephalem.
If Gruchak was asked to drink this time, he would have to cough a few more times.
"The taste of this wine is a bit shallow. Maybe it will be better if it is kept buried for a few years?"
Bulcasso looked at the little wine in the jar and said.
"If you were buried on the holy mountain, I bet you would lose this jar of wine forever in less than a week."
Gruchak said angrily.
He reached out and grabbed the wine jar, intending to take a sip himself.
But all of a sudden it didn’t move!
Gruchak glanced at Burcasso with some doubts, and found that there was a hint of rejection in the other person's eyes.
Then he stretched out his other hand and tried to pry Bulcasso's fingers.
In terms of pure physical strength, Gruchak admitted that he had long been no match for Bulkesso.
Bulcaisuo's record of defeating all the ancestor spirits in all the areas where the ancestor spirits are good at is not fake.
But the gap in physical strength between Gruchak and Burkaiso is also the smallest!
With a little effort, he was still able to make Bulkesso let go.
As long as Bulcasso didn't want to see the last bit of wine wasted because the wine jar was broken, he would definitely let go.
Bulcaisuo was a little helpless, and after a short stalemate, he took the initiative to let go.
"If you get choked, don't say I didn't stop you."
Bulcaisuo warned.
Gruchak gave Burcasso a roll of his eyes, then raised his head and poured all the wine directly into his mouth.
The next moment Gruchak's skin turned red visibly.
There are even tears in the corners of my eyes that are ready to fall at any time!
The blood vessels in Gruchak's neck burst!
The nose is covered with fine beads of sweat!
"Nothing more than that!"
Gruchak said these four words in a very hoarse voice.
Then he stared at Iprius, who was already laughing, with red eyes!
In addition to feeling Andariel's pain, he also felt the taste of courage in the wine!
"I was stimulated by alcohol before, and the power of courage was a little out of control.
Just now I saw Bulcasso just coughing. I thought it was my imagination! "
Imprius said with a smile.
The power of courage is integrated into the drink, and those who drink later will feel the conflict between the power of courage and pain that breaks out in their bodies.
Bulcaisel just coughed, which surprised Imprius.
Seeing Gruchak acting like this, he still had to be arrogant, because Prius couldn't hold back his smile at all.
"You bastard plotted against me!"
Gruchak's voice was still hoarse, and his wide eyes flashed with anger.
But those red eyes made his threatening words even more ridiculous.
"I tried to stop you."
When Bulkesso said this, it seemed more like he was mocking Gruchak.
Gruchak felt his blood pressure rising.
Even a blood vessel on his forehead burst, and blood flowed down his skin!
This time it was really exciting.
The irritated Gruchak was a little awkward now even speaking.
"Yes, Bulcaisel tried to stop you.
But you still stretched out your hands and tried to pry Bulcaisel's fingers off.
He also took advantage of Bulcasso's unwillingness to waste and drank this unprecedented strong drink! "
In Prius laughed strangely on the side.
He no longer cares about his majesty as an archangel.
If he hadn't still remembered that he came here as an archangel, he might have replaced the heavy armor on his body by now.
Because Prius' armor is very handsome, he may be the most handsome among the archangels.
But it seems very stressful and rigid.
While they were playing around, the legend of Krasim's creation came to an end.
A new legendary set is born! His name is "Model of Justice"!
But this is not Karasim's own legend, just the legend of the monks!
(End of chapter)
