Bourkeso led Rorschach into the Sanctuary of the Elders, where Vorusk was napping on the throne.

"Vorusk, look at the little one I chose."

Bulkeso woke up Vorusk with a loud noise.

"You're going to show off?"

Vorusk opened his eyes slightly, and glanced at Bourkeso with a somewhat surprised look.

"This kid has been approved by Tyrell, and he's just like me back then."

Bourkeso pushed a confused Rorschach in front of him, subjecting him to Vorusk's scrutiny.

Hearing Bourkeso say that Rorschach had been approved by Tyrell, Vorusk sat up straight and looked Rorschach up and down in front of him.

If the person can be recognized by justice itself, then the person is trustworthy.

It's just that Vorusk's eyes are a little playful.

"This kid is past the age of growing his body, how are you going to make him grow taller? Could it be that your chosen heir can only fight like a witcher with a dagger? ”

Vorusk's words are somewhat unreasonable, and the act of contempt for other people's appearances is always annoying.

Rorschach furrowed her eyebrows, feeling uncomfortable.

"Come on, I'm here to solve this problem, at least let him have a height of one meter eight or nine, otherwise it will be too awkward to wield a heavy weapon."

Bulkeso rolled his eyes at Vorusk, who was accustomed to Vorusk's always contemptuous attitude.

"Kanai's box? How are you going to help him and throw him in and reforge him? ”

Vorusk stood up and walked in front of Rorschach, who was a little taller than Burkeso, and stood in front of Rorschach as if he were looking at a child.

Rorschach clenched his fists, and he made up his mind that if the guy in front of him was going to do something excessive, even if he risked everything, he would give the other party a deep memory.

"Huh! I think this kid is more like Prius, and his courage is beyond reproach. ”

Vorusk turned his head to look at Bourkeso, the Immortal King's gravel hammer hanging from his waist slicing across the ground with an unpleasant sound.

Bulkeso returned the weapon to Vorusk at the time, so that the former Immortal King could exert his near-living strength.

After all, Burkeso didn't plan to live on the holy mountain of Harorgas forever, and the more powerful Vorusk was more than enough to face most of the trouble.

Even if a guy of the level of the Three Demon Gods came to the Holy Mountain alone, a Vorusk who was barely close to his heyday would be able to deal with the other party.

"He doesn't lack courage, he still dares to resist in the face of my momentum, and he can accept Tyrelll's power, so there is no doubt about his position. He only lacked strength. ”

Bourkeso walked to the front of Kanai's box, took out a loaf of black bread and a bucket of water from the High Heaven from his backpack, and threw them into Kanai's box.

"You've got such a great artifact......"

"Alright, Vorusk. I've had enough of Jotun Culler's! ”

Bourkeso interrupted Voruske's words, Kanai's box could have been able to do countless miracles a long time ago, but those formulas were all made by the constant temptation of the predecessors.

The Barbarians also have a similar recipe, such as the usage of passing the Nephilimian bloodline.

As he spoke, Bourkeso took out the Oath Keeper's arm and mixed his own blood with the demon's blood and put it into Kanai's box.

The energy of angels and demons, the pure blood of Nephilim, and a food vessel to be used as a vessel.

It's that simple, there's no risk, it's just that the food will become unpalatable.

But it's better than hard black bread that kills people.

"It's boring, I miss Cescheron back then, how strong the barbarians were back then!"

Vorusk watched as he walked back to the throne and lay heavily on the hard chair, the crushing hammer handle at his waist rattling against the back of the chair.

Rorschach watched as Bourquesso held the levitating box in both hands, and said nothing.

At this point, he had understood that Bourkeso maintained and appreciated him, and it didn't seem to be an unacceptable thing to be so well-behaved.

At least now he hasn't seen any sin.

There was a dinging sound from Kanai's box, but there seemed to be a dissatisfaction in the voice.

Inside the box was a stick of bright red bread, steaming hot.

Bourkeso grabbed it and handed it to Rorschach.

"What is this?"

"The first step to make you eligible to bear my bloodline."

Burkeso glanced at Vorusk and continued.

"If you want to become a barbarian, you only need to enter the secret realm and take the test, but if you want to be my heir, then you must first have the foundation."

Vorusk closed his eyes again, as if nothing had been heard.

Bourkeso is special, as the stag tribe gets the barbarians, and its practicality does not require such a complicated process.

But Bourkeso's strength is not only achieved by his efforts.

There are not a few barbarians who have fought more battles on the Holy Mountain than Bourkeso, not to mention that even Orak has experienced many more battles than Bourkeso.

But only Bourkeso did this, so that Sonya, a genius who came out once in hundreds of years, could only look at his back.

There's a reason for that.

Vorusk knew the secret, but he was not going to tell it.

"Just eat it?"

Rorschach took the bread and looked at it carefully.

"Or else? If you don't have to eat the bread, do you have to stuff it into Diablo's PY? ”

Bourkeso put down the sentence and walked to the side hall.

It is said to be a side hall, but in fact it is just a stone house built on the side.

There's the guy Konstantin in there, and that's not fit to be a fighter, and it's not good to be annoying.

Bourkeso was going to see what was going on, and if he was about to wake up, he would be sent back to the city.

Moreover, in return for delivering Oriel's message, the barbarian had already returned it to him by replenishing his soul.

Rorschach took the bread and glanced at Bourkeso, and although he didn't know who Diablo was, it didn't stop him from understanding the word py.

Eat and you're done!

What else can I do?

Rorschach took the steaming bread and stuffed it directly into his mouth, the bread was very hard when held in his hand, making Rorschach feel like he could eat it.

But the moment he stuffed it into his mouth, the whole bread seemed to turn into a surge of energy down his throat and rushed all over his body.

Rorschach's body was changing, but Voruske, who had closed his eyes, opened his eyes with some shock.

Behind Rorschach, a pair of azure wings of light loomed!

"How is that possible? This kid's righteousness is so firm that Tyrell directly gave the light wings of the righteous archangel? ”

This wasn't the first time Vorusk had seen Lightwing, and Bourkeso had a gift from Imprius.

But Vorusk knew how courageous it took for Bourkeso to get the approval of the paranoid Impryus at that time.

And how did this skinny guy in front of him manage to make Tyrell, who was even more stubborn than Prius, approve?

For the sake of justice, Tyrell did not hesitate to break with his brother, and gave up everything to come to the world just for justice.

How could the kid in front of him, He De, be given the wings of justice?

Vorusk's eyes widened and he leaned forward to look at Rorschach.

Rorschach's body began to change under the blood of Bourkeso!

As if it had been elongated, the body began to grow taller.

The condensed muscles of his body kept squirming, like a piece of plasticine being kneaded.

His body was originally filled with the hysterical aura of being in the darkness all year round, but at this time, little by little, it turned into anger against the endless darkness, and this anger directly turned into angry flames leaping around him!

The natural skill of the barbarian, the fury of the battle!

The full rage gives the barbarians who have mastered this skill even more power.

When the maximum amount of rage is reached, it can increase damage by 25%.

"It's incredible, if I found out first......"

Vorusk muttered.

"Forget it, only Bourkeso, only he is different, it may be better for this kid to be handed over to him."

Vorusk was shocked, but he didn't have the idea of snatching the heir.

After all, although it is rare to have a barbarian who can have natural skills in the first place, there are still a few of them.

The flames of anger in Rorschach's body continued to roll, and it was said that this anger would gradually subside over time.

His body grew taller and taller little by little, and he didn't stop until he grew to about 1.96 meters.

The peristalsis of the muscles has gradually stopped, and the fat on the surface of the body with the full muscles and distinct distinctions can hardly hide the contours.

The clothes on his body became tattered as he grew up, but he didn't see the slightest embarrassment.

The wings of light behind him flickered before disappearing, and the wings of justice given by Tyrell would truly manifest themselves when Rorschach was powerful enough.

Then his righteousness will be understood by all who see it.

But the flame of anger still burns!

"Damn, the vengeance is unavenged!"

The vengeance has not been avenged, and it is also a rare talent among the barbarians!

The anger no longer decays, but increases over time!

Barbarians with this talent are able to deliver the strongest blows at any time.

You don't need to store up rage, you don't have to worry about running out of rage in unexpected battles, and you can generate rage faster in battle!

Sonya is a supreme genius, but she has also gradually mastered the talent of a barbarian as she continues to grow.

And the Rorschach in front of him had the two talents of rage and revenge at the moment of awakening.

Vorusk stood up, and the Immortal King's gravel hammer slammed into his throne, knocking off a piece of rubble from the thousand-year-old throne.

But Vorusk didn't have time to feel sorry for the seat that was almost finished by him, even though he had been singing on this throne all night, but at this time he didn't care about it at all.

A pair of eyes widened as he looked at Rorschach in front of him.

"Bourkeso! Leave this kid to me! I'll make him the Immortal King after you! ”

Vorusk roared at the top of his throat, and he couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart.

His shout rang through every corner of the sacred mountain of Harlogas, shaking the fortified temple and rubbing between the stones, and a stone falling overhead.

Countless ancestors heard this, and directly put down what they were doing and rushed towards the Elder Temple.

The last time Vorusk was so excited, they couldn't remember it exactly.

Even when Sonya told him that he had mastered all the skills of a barbarian, he was not so excited.

Because before Sonya, Bourkeso had already done it.

But at that time Vorusk did not make such a declaration either!

The Ancestors were curious about who had this honor and was able to make Vorusk say that he could become an immortal king after Bourkeso.

"You're dreaming!"

Bourkeso's roar followed, Rorschach was his chosen heir, and the idea that he would become a powerhouse comparable to Vorusk was not out of reach.

But only Rorschach, the only guy who has been recognized by justice, has any hope of taking over the responsibility from Bourkeso.

And only this guy has the hope of taking on the secret of Bourkeso.

Bulkeso's solemn oath of the primeval legend level and the blood of Bulkeso's warriors rushed out directly, and a wasteland suit on his body was shrouded in furious flames.

The battle flag had already appeared behind him, and if even the pair of Courage Light Wings had appeared, Bourkeso would have shown all his strength.

"Give it to me! Give him to me! ”

The Immortal King suits on Voruske's body appeared one by one, and a pair of dragon wings covering the sky and the sun appeared behind him, bringing a sense of oppression belonging to the Immortal King!

"Hah!"

Vorusk raised his head to the sky and roared, and the three ancestors of Madok, Kolik, and Talik appeared directly behind him.

The Immortal King's gravel hammer in his hand was raised high, and then it fell heavily in the direction of Bourkeso!

“xia！”

Bourkeso let out a battle cry, his feet began to spin by mistake, lightning flashed on his blades, and a whirlwind rose on the ground!

The twin knives slashed overhead, and as Burkeso's spinning twin knives slammed into Vorusk's gravel hammer from the bottom up!

The ground trembled, and the snow on the sacred mountain of Harorgas began to rush!

The clouds in the sky were directly crushed, and a burst of fire from the collision of weapons shone in the Elder Temple!

A flash of light flashed on Kanai's box, sealing off the Elder Temple.

The golden curtain of light enveloped the two of them like a ball, barely protecting the place where the Elder's Temple had been preserved for thousands of years.

A dark blue curtain of light rose from the Holy Mountain of Harogas in a tremor, adding another layer of protection beyond the light shield of Kanai's box!

As the battle erupted, the devastating lacquer lid tore through the protection of Kanai's box, only to break out a few cracks in the shield of the sacred mountain of Harlogas.

……

"Damn it! And what is that immortal bastard doing! ”

In the palace of death, there was some anger in the voice of the Skeleton Lady.

She felt the aura of Bourkeso, the previous aura of death had disappeared, and Bourkeso's aura that was more majestic than a lion and more violent than a landslide was finally fully revealed.

Although it was hidden by Kanai's box and the sacred mountain of Harlogas, this aura was still transmitted!

"May he live forever in plagues and sorrows!"

Death spoke the most vicious curse she could think of.

And a figure in his body that seemed to contain countless worlds shook his body, as if he had ingested a foreign body in his body and was a little disgusted.

……

"Bourkeso!"

Billy, who was bewitching Setolak in the Crimson Universe, let out a scream!

Then he was slapped away by Setolak.

The moment he felt the breath, he was telling Setolak a bedtime story, and his bewitchment seemed to be getting better, but a scream made the powerful Lord of the Crimson Universe feel dissatisfied.

This slap extended the time for Bilie's recovery indefinitely......

In the hell next door, the nightmare's body that was being reborn trembled, and then the black light expanded violently a few times.

Barr shuddered as he felt the breath of an acquaintance.

Leak out a lot of the infernal power that you plundered from the nightmare.

The nightmare's consciousness had just shown signs of electrical resuscitation, and then it had regained its original size.

Barr adjusted his mentality and picked up the leaked power little by little, but his actions were a little sneaky.

Barr wasn't ready to face Bourquesso, and that scared him......

……

When the ancient one felt that breath, he hurriedly tore open a portal, and because he was a little nervous, the portal was drawn a little irregularly.

She hurriedly stepped out of her legs and tried to pass over, but was blocked from the way.

The portal was sent to Boulkeso, but Bourkeso's side was blocked by the Holy Mountain of Harlogas.

The Ancient One thought for a moment, then drew a new circle, and this time she teleported to the square of the Elder Temple, without any incident.

And at this time Vorusk stopped......

Not voluntary......

Once again, the Holy Mountain of Harogas stopped supplying him with strength, and Vorusk was knocked to the ground by Bulkeso's twin blades.

"Give him to me! I can make him stronger! ”

Vorusk lay on the ground, barely propping up his upper body and shouting loudly at Bourkeso.

The Immortal King's rubble hammer fell to the ground with a dull thud.

The suit on his body vanished in an instant as the Holy Mountain of Harogas stopped supplying power, including the pair of dragon wings that covered the sky.

"He can take my responsibility! Can you let him know what it all takes! ”

The battle flag behind Bourkeso was gone, but the wasteland suit on his body was still the same.

The Swire Twin Blades had only been hit once before, and it looked like they wouldn't be able to withstand the slightest battle until the repair was complete.

"Me! Bah! ”

Vorusk's voice changed quickly from large to small.

When the first word "I" came out, it was still violent, and when it came to "phew", there was no movement.

"Can I ask what I'm going to do?"

Rorschach stood outside the mask, already regaining consciousness. The flames of anger were still burning.

He was the only one who had watched the previous battle up close, and the frenzy that seemed to burn his soul made his body tremble constantly.

But his eyes were fixed on Bourkeso in the reticle.

"By the time you have passed my fortieth secret realm, you will understand."

Bourkeso put away his strength, the suit vanished, and the twin knives were stuffed into his backpack.

"Damn it! I'm XXXXX! ”

Vorusk gave up and got up with a curse, and lay heavily on the floor.

He lost to Bourkeso again, but he was used to it.

He might have been able to fight Bourkesso while he was alive, but he was dead.

Even though the Immortal King's Gravel Hammer gave him near-living strength, even if he was alive, he was not capable of snatching victory from Bourkeso's hands.

Lose, so be it.

Now he is no longer the immortal king who oppresses the demons, but just a soul on the holy mountain of Harogas.

Even if he is honored as an ancestor, he is only a dead man.

"It looks like Vorusk lost again, and he is still very unwilling."

Vader's voice came through the outside of the Elder's Temple, but in a serious tone.

"Looks like Bourkeso has chosen an heir? I just don't know if it's a selection or a trial? ”

Madoc babbled a string of words, but didn't hear any curiosity.

After all, there were no waves in this battle, and the ancestors suppressed all their doubts in their hearts.

After all, the battle between Bulkeso and Vorusk is no longer as a joke that can be explained.