In the blink of an eye, Bourkeso's figure came to the ancient one's body, and the two broken twin knives staggered in turn, setting off a violent wind against the ancient one!

At this time, he was using a combat technique called Madness, and he was proficient in all blade techniques, and he didn't even need the initial charging process of Madness, and directly entered the most rapid state!

The breaking of the twin blades made it impossible for him to use the whirlwind slash that was enough to shake death for the time being, but madness is different, and madness is fundamentally the catharsis of anger, and the destruction and ravages that will never stop without bringing destruction.

The moment before Burkeso's twin knives descended on Gu Yi's body, Gu Yi stretched out his hands and condensed a bright yellow shield in front of him, and the energy on the shield seemed to want to interrupt Bourkeso's attack.

I have to say that these mages from American comics really have a set of melee combat, and the small skill of using different power shocks to interrupt the opponent's attack frequency can sometimes be particularly useful.

It's just that if the Ancient One could know that Bourkeso used this never-ending swing to split the shell of the siege beast, which was comparable to the city wall, and threw it into a meat grinder made of twin knives, turning every inch of the siege beast's flesh into minced flesh, she might have faced Bourkeso's twin knives in a different way.

For example, evasion, but only if the ancient one she has to know what the siege assault beast is.

Unfortunately, she didn't know that the power of her long life and the power of the Time Gem had deprived her of the caution she needed most to step into battle, and she still fought in her usual style without knowing anything about Bourkeso, so she was immediately reduced to the point of surviving under Bourkeso's twin swords.

The red fury on the twin knives intensified, and the shield condensed from energy was on the verge of shattering in the blink of an eye.

With a sound like glass shattering, the energy condensed into a shield turned into starlight and dissipated there in an instant, followed by the sound of flesh and blood being sliced, and one arm with the bright yellow sleeve turned into a cloud of blood mist in an instant in the storm set off by the twin blades.

Human flesh and blood can't be tougher than the siege beasts born of hell, and the siege weapons of hell can still leave minced flesh under Bourkeso's twin knives, and human flesh and blood will only turn into a crimson mist in an instant!

Gu Yi, who had lost the opportunity and understanding, could only urge the power that humans should not have mastered - time before the double blades completely crushed her with two knives.

Everything was back to the moment before she unfolded into the outer dimension, and Bourkeso's loud voice still echoed in the mountains, but the feeling of facing death before still made her feel uneasy.

The ancients had long been ready to die, but apparently that time was not now.

She had already chosen her return date as she watched from the long river of time, but the sudden barbarian almost made all her preparations come to naught.

For the first time, Gu Yi began to carefully look at the barbarian in front of him who still had the remnants of this death aura on his body, and now that he already knew why he would attract an attack from a powerful warrior, then this time he should change the way of communication.

Her previous experience had taught her that the mountain that had descended from this miraculous place resisted the envelopment of all space, and the aftermath of the battle would be out of control.

This time, Gu Yi temporarily gave up his plan to show his strength, and when facing a strong man with an unknown purpose, it is not a bad thing to be a little more cautious.

In particular, this strong man has not shown the full figure of the past and future in the long river of time.

"It's true that I'm just a mage with decent mana, but it's this mage with decent mana who has guarded this world for hundreds of years, so I need to know what you're here for."

The Ancient One is not the Doctor Strange guy who can only use the closed loop of time in the face of Dormammu, she is strong enough, so she also knows that constantly using the power of time will only bring elusive consequences.

Doctor Strange's way of doing it seemed to her that it was not a good idea, but Doctor Strange was not her, and she didn't have the strength to stop Dormammu head-on. But the long river told her that the result was not bad, so she had no intention of changing that.

But this time, it seemed that she would have to use the not-so-bright method to face the powerful barbarian in front of her.

It's just that she didn't want to experience the power of the barbarian's fury again until she was sure that the other party had malicious intentions. Even if she is already based on an invincible situation.

Victory or defeat will only be decided after the battle is over, and she can make the battle never-ending.

The words of the Ancient One made Bourkeso fall into deep thought, and he did not have the memory of the battle that happened "after", but he finally realized the strangeness of the situation in front of him.

If supernatural powers have been present in the world for hundreds of years, then the world he once lived in should not be what it looks like in vague memories.

Bourkeso gradually realized that the world he was in was not the world that gave birth to him, but he didn't care much.

Knowing that he didn't have to die in the face of death, he finally relaxed his tense nerves.

It was the barbarian talent called Iron Nerve that allowed him to unleash the earth-shattering whirlwind slash at death, and he finally put down all his fighting spirit and sat on the ground without having to fight anymore.

"So, mage, what do you want to know?" Bourkeso removed the clear bottle from his waist that had accompanied all of Nephilim's combat experience, and poured it into his mouth fiercely.

This bottle is the existence known as the medicine bottle, and in the world of Diablo III, there are various legendary potions, but no matter what the potion is, it follows a rule, that is, every thirty seconds, the potion in the bottle will regenerate.

On a whim, Bourkeso poured liquor into the bottle that everyone had, and this practice led him to discover that it was not the liquid in the bottle that really provided people with healing, but the bottle itself.

Although his potion is no longer the sweet liquid and has become his favorite spirit, what's the problem?

Except that the bottle couldn't pour even a drop of potion when there were no injuries, there was no trouble.

Although he needs to give himself a drink when he wants to, leaving some injuries that will not be instantly recovered by his physique.

He even discovered that the magical power attached to the legendary potion comes from the bottle itself and then the liquid given to it by the bottle, and what the liquid is inside can be adjusted according to their respective tastes, just drink the potion in the bottle first, and then pour it into their favorite drink.

"I want to know what you came to this world for, and when you plan to leave." The Ancient One mage stood in place, his hands behind his back and his original posture.

She smelled the rich smell of wine and the smell of grain coming from the bottle in Bourkeso's hand, and suddenly felt as if she wanted to have a good drink.

In the world of Diablo, human life could not have been harder. Therefore, it is a very luxurious thing to make wine from grain.

Bourkeso's discovery overjoyed the drunkards, who spent a lot of money on the best drinks.

And the best wine is the one in Bourkeso's bottle, which is purified by the blood of the Hell Demon King through the nectar of the high heavens, leaving only sweetness and energy, plus the best food in the world that has been brewed by Bourkeso's own hands.

The name Bourkeso, which originally meant only the strongest savage and the best blacksmith, has now taken on the meaning of the best winemaker after his inheritance.