Vorusk is walking silently.

He's always been at the forefront of the battlefield, but none of the demons have ever attacked him.

As if Vorusk himself did not exist in this position.

"What's that?"

Tyrrell watched Vorusk's footsteps, feeling a little strange.

Tyrell hadn't intended to get any news from Barr, but he was still expecting an answer.

Will the hidden power of the barbarians for countless years be revealed?

As the heaviest group of evils in Nephiten, the Barbarians are beyond the comprehension of other professions.

"It's a surprise, Tyrrell, you're going to lose this game."

Barr looked in the direction Vorusk was walking.

He probably understood.

The barbarian who was born before Volusk, the barbarian whose name was hidden intentionally or unintentionally!

The barbarian who made Rasmar choose to back down at the last minute!

Great Elder! Kanai!

"Kanai!"

Mephisto's willless phantom shouted the name!

The power of hatred is rising!

"I see! Is this the reason why the barbarians are so angry at what I have done? ”

Tyrell's hood shuddered.

He couldn't imagine what it would be like if it all went on.

At that time, the impact of his destruction of the World Stone may have been even more brutal than the noble sacrifice he thought he had!

Kanai's box was born from Kanay's hand, and the archangels once believed that Kanai's soul had been transformed into the box to help Nephilim.

But now, it's all about to be revealed!

Kanai's soul resides on the sacred mountain of Harogas!

And this "secret realm" may not be as simple as the archangels imagined!

"A gamble? Tyrrell, you're going to lose. It was really breathtaking. ”

Bar looked ahead of Vorusk with a smile on his face.

Being able to witness the heritage of the barbarians is also something to be excited about for Barr.

"Breathtaking? The demon god also has such emotions? ”

Tyrell rarely fixed his gaze on Baal's body, his eyes a little wandering.

Fortunately, his whole face was hidden in the dark, so no one else could observe his expression.

"It doesn't matter, you don't have to think about it anymore! Wait, wait until you give everything to Bourkeso, wait until Bourkeso is ready! ”

Barr said.

The power in his body is turbulent little by little.

The decision he made was not so easy, to surrender his person and power, and to banish himself from the peak of the strong to the abyss.

No one is going to do that willingly.

It's just that he didn't have a choice!

Vorusk had reached his destination, a burial mound covered by snow.

There was no other sign of it, just standing there quietly.

There was some nostalgia in Voruske's eyes, and a trace of pain flashed from time to time.

There's no Lasmar this time, and this time there's no more damn necromancer to wake this skeleton from its slumber!

"Kanai~"

Vorusk called out his name again, his face a little strange.

In this small, small box-like tomb is where the bones of the Great Elder are buried.

It is not as earth-shattering as other powerhouses, and there are no luxurious and vast catacombs.

Some are just a low, undisturbed nest.

"I thought I wouldn't see you again, Kanai."

Vorusk spoke as if he were muttering to himself.

"I became the Immortal King, the most unruly of the Immortal King. No one will be like me, now or in the future.

The first generation did not have such arrogance as me, and the current Bourkeso would not be as careless as me.

It's just that only I know what a cowardly immortal king I am. ”

Vorusk spoke in a small voice.

Even the small snowflakes knew that Suosuo's voice could drown out his voice.

"Because of cowardice, I feel anger at everything that brings fear.

Because I am weak, I am in awe of all beings who are stronger than me.

I hated this uncontrolled emotion, and thankfully, there was nothing else that reminded me of it until I died.

It's just that your corpse really wasn't tampered with by Rasmar in advance? ”

Vorusk pulled out the gravel hammer from his waist and held it in front of him.

He never fully showed his all.

The creator of the Immortal King's suit, the kind of Vorusk who fought alongside his ancestors and displayed the wrath of the berserker is the most powerful state.

It's just that he has never shown himself like that on the Holy Mountain.

Which ancestor can Vorusk summon to fight for him?

Madolph a gatekeeper like them?

They are not qualified enough!

Lecco?

Reco was strong enough, but it wasn't until long after Vorusk's death that Recoco came into being.

When Vorusk was active as the strongest warrior, there was only one ancestor he summoned!

That's Kanai, who is called the Great Elder!

"Hah!"

Vorusk let out a whispered battle cry, but his anger had already been mobilized.

The spirit of Dikanai, who has not appeared for countless years, has appeared on the tomb little by little!

The barbarian with a kind and kind face, strong and slender body, was sitting at his grave, staring at Vorusk with a pair of flat eyes.

"It's been a long time."

Kanai's voice is like the afternoon sun, which can soothe the anxiety in the heart.

For a moment, Vorusk seemed to choke up a little.

Kanai turned his head casually, and after distinguishing his current position, he was a little surprised.

"I'm here to confirm one thing to you, Kanay!"

Vorusk spoke in a strange tone, as if trying to hide his uneasiness.

"Will you summon me out at the cost of my soul, or will you be in the place where my bones are buried? So what do you want to know? ”

Kanai said with some helplessness.

At that time, on the sacred mountain of Arret, the person who stopped Rasma was the current Voruske!

In the face of Rasma, Vorusk could not be said to be defenseless.

But after Rasma awakened Kanai's ship of corpses, all Vorusk could do was struggle to hold on.

Until the explosion of the World Stone!

"Are your corpses still in here?"

Vorusk looked at him left and right. He pointed the gravel hammer in his hand at the grave bag beneath Kanai as he spoke.

That's not what he wanted to ask.

But when two acquaintances meet, there must be a topic to start this conversation.

"I thought that after I had borne the aftermath of the explosion of the Worldstone for you with my soul, you had called me again for something more important."

Kanai said with a strange face:

"And what about Bourkeso? Is he now the Immortal King? ”

Kanai was not going to answer this somewhat faux pale question, and talked about Bourkeso.

He had already felt what was happening on the Holy Mountain.

A repeat of a tragedy?

The Great Elder didn't like this tone.

"He has become a more powerful being, and he is not far from the dream of the first ancestors."

Vorusk said so.

Then I did it cross-legged.

"He made a bet with Tyrell for the person and power of the Archangel of Justice."

"Huh? Novel ideas, it seems that the box I left behind helped him no less? ”

Kanai glanced in the direction of Baal and continued to ask with some bewilderment:

"So the Demon God of Destruction has already seen it?"

"Barr will give in under the power, Kanai!"

Vorusk said a little irritably.

A crack appeared in the ground near Kanai's tomb, and a demon of destruction climbed up from under the ground with some difficulty.

"What a familiar little guy."

Kanai shook her head and said casually.

Then the figure appeared beside the demon in a flash, and the Sinking Demon who had just crawled out froze in place in an instant.

In the face of danger, these annoying little things will always squeak and run away. It takes a large group of people of the same kind to have the courage to come back.

But in the face of Kanai, whose face was calm, he couldn't even make a move.

"You want me to intervene in this fight? And then help Bourkeso win back Tyrell's power? ”

Kanai stretched out her palm and gently rubbed the head of the Fallen Demon as casually as if she were caressing the back of a house cat.

"I ......"

Vorusk's next words didn't come out, he didn't know what to say.

He needed Kanai's soul sacrifice.

Give all your knowledge, strength, experience, and past.

Throw yourself into Kanai's relics, be transformed in a magic box, and then become the purest tonic to be absorbed by Bourkeso.

The cornerstone that Jorez had dug up had too much influence on Bourkeso.

Until he conquers his fears, Bourkeso can't get it back.

This requires the sacrifice of a soul that is strong enough.

"Looks like it's a difficult thing to do, isn't it?"

Kanai looked at Vorusk and shook his head, the Demon of Doom in his hand shaking like a cat tickled at the spot.

"Alright, tell me, what else can I, the soon-to-be-completely dissipated soul, do for the Great Immortal King?

Do you need to sustain your existence from the explosion of the World Stone?

Or has the situation deteriorated to the point where my soul, who doesn't have much power in my body, needs to burn everything about itself to end the fight? ”

There was not the slightest hint of sarcasm in Kanai's words.

He was a noble, kind, merciful Kanai.

An elder who deserves the most respect.

He should have appeared on the chair in the Elder's Temple, quietly observing the Immortal King's every move.

Style, civilization and splendor!

This is what Kanai should give to the Immortal King as a Great Elder.

The noblest, this is the title of Kanai!

"We need your sacrifice."

Vorusk said in a slightly depressed voice, unconsciously hanging his head, like a child who had made a mistake facing his elders.

"Lift your head! Vorusk! ”

Kanai's serious voice sounded, majestic and dignified!

"The Immortal King can't bow his head! There is no such thing as bowing down in the civilization of the barbarians!

Isn't it just sacrifice?

I've been prepared for this for a long time!

When I died, I knew that there was always something that only I could do. ”

Kanai stood up, the Demon of Destruction trembling in the palm of his hand and turning into a puddle of minced meat.

Pieces of flesh and rancid blood were sprinkled on Kanai's tomb.

Sacrificing oneself with the blood of demons is Kanai's free and easy.

"It's just that I'm the one who should be sacrificed the most!"

Vorusk's voice trembled.

Facing the elder who had guided him on the path of becoming a strong man.

Vorusk no longer saw the slightest bit of arrogance.

Some of them are just sad about themselves and nostalgic for the elderly.

"Vorusk, listen."

Kanai paused, then reached out and cupped Vorusk's lowered head.

"The Immortal King, as the most powerful warrior, should face the most powerful enemy and die first!

But there are things that have to be done by you! ”

Kanai looked at Voruske, who was already an old man in front of him, and said.

Just as when Vorusk was a child, Kanai continued to impart knowledge that belonged to the barbarians, guiding the "young people" who were no longer young to go on.

"I've been prepared for a long time, haven't I? At least this time I won't have to protect you from the aftermath of the explosion of Rasmar and the Worldstone.

Now, tell me the specifics. ”

Kanai's eyes were serious.

Life and existence are valuable when they have a purpose, dreams and hopes.

Only by using existence to seek and witness will life have meaning.

In the heart of the city of Harlogas, Bourkeso closed his eyes.

Watching others sacrifice was something he couldn't accept.

But there was nothing he could do to stop it.

It's like Leorick.

It is the will of those who are free, and the glory of those who deserve to be celebrated.

There are always things in the world that only one person can do, and Bourkeso knows this very well.

He can only go to the end on this path, and then use his own will to let these victims return.

The power of the creator God.

Bourkeso yearns for this!

What an exciting moment to be able to do anything!

"Bourkeso, what do you think is powerful?"

Johanna said as she looked at Bourkeso, who had closed her eyes.

Without waiting for Bourkeso's answer, she immediately continued:

"To endure is to be strong! Persistence is also powerful! ”

"You're wrong! Johannah! ”

Bourkeso rudely interrupted Johannah's relief.

"If being strong requires a minimum standard to show it, then being strong means that no one can stop you from carrying out your will!"

Bourkeso's voice rushed into Johannah's head like thunder.

In Nephilim's community, the Holy Cult pursued faith.

The warrior monk seeks to become one with the world.

The method and power of the witcher seeker to kill enemies.

Mages seek knowledge and truth.

Necromancers seek balance.

The Witch Doctor seeks the freedom of knowledge and soul!

There are only barbarians, who are looking for the strong itself!

"But you can't say that patience is not a sign of strength!"

Johannah couldn't control her emotions as she spoke.

This kind of ideological shock made her a little confused.

Even if the person in front of her is Bourkeso, whom she has always admired!

"The strong, you don't need to be patient!"

Bourkeso turned his gaze to where Kanai was.

The muscles in his body were throbbing little by little.

He's not strong enough!

Those people cannot be allowed to put an end to the "noble sacrifice"!

No matter how noble the sacrifice, it is death! It's the end!

There is nothing to boast about in all this!

Johannah was a little speechless.

Faced with Bourkeso at this time, she couldn't prove anything with words!

The strong have the right to speak!

A strong fist is power!

The truth also needs strength to defend it, otherwise it will only be the poor man who has been branded a heretic, tied to a boulder at his feet, and sunk into the deep sea!

"Is Strength the Only Truth?"

Johannah's holy power flickered.

She wanted the answer from Bourkeso.

"Powerful is not truth, and strong does not need truth!

But truth needs to be strong! ”

Bourkeso said and left!

Even if he could not prevent the "noble sacrifice", it would at least give the victim a glory that is insignificant compared to life and existence!

Bourkeso walked resolutely towards the gate of the Holy Mountain!

Everywhere they went, the ancestral spirits who were armed and ready to fight stopped what they were doing!

Silently looking at Bourkeso's body!

That is a symbol of a strong body, that is an unstoppable will!

The road was not short, but soon Bourkeso was in front of the gates of the Holy Mountain.

Before the demonic attack, the gates of the sacred mountain stood firmly.

The tightly closed door was covered with traces from the attack.

"Barbarians never turn down those guys, never shut up!"

Bourkeso said in the most natural tone.

The pace doesn't stop!

The gates of the Holy Mountain were opened without anyone pushing them!

The Three Ancestors, who were constantly fighting with demons outside the gate, also stopped their movements and focused their eyes on Burkeso's body.

They don't have to kill demons for a while!

All the demons in front of him seemed to be avoiding the presence of Bourkeso, and gave way in the tide that was passable!

It's the instinct of life!

Demons are not immune to this physical cognition either!

Even if their will was still full of killing, every piece of flesh and blood that made up their bodies trembled! Stay out of the way!

Indisputable warriors!

A strong man who does not need to be questioned!

The awakened siege assault beast was struggling to move its massive body in front of it.

But he moves too slowly!

Even though he tried his best to avoid it, he still blocked the path of Bourkeso's walking!

Bourkeso did not stop and did not draw his weapon.

Not even a war cry was issued!

The scarred body slammed into the hard carapace of the siege beast, and then squeezed a path out of this terrible demon!

In the midst of this pain of being pierced through its body, the siege assault beast didn't even let out a howl!

The moment Bourkeso passed through his body, he slowly fell.

Such a guy is not even a stepping stone in the face of Bourkeso!

Strong doesn't need to be proven!

And don't need to step on the corpses of your enemies to show off!

Even powerful flowers that don't need any modifiers to decorate this essence!

Bourkeso has no title!

He is strong in itself!

His name doesn't have to be called before!

"Madolph, do you remember the last time Bourkeso used this gesture for?"

Talik pressed the evidence of shame in his hand to the ground, leaning his body against it.

"I can't remember exactly when it was last time, but I think I'm dead by then?

Only Kolik has been following in Bourkeso's footsteps to become stronger, so he didn't even have a title when he died. ”

Madoc said with a grin.

The eyes are very serious.

Battle Prophet Madoc.

This title has always been ridiculed by Bourkeso.

It wasn't malice, it was Bourkeso's constant reminder in his own way that Maddock should abandon the outcome-knowing way of fighting.

That will only make the warrior farther and farther away from being strong.

"Madolph, how can you think it's wrong to follow the path of Bourkeso? He has shown us everything, it's just that none of us can be as strong as him. ”

A flash of light flashed from the proof of shame in Tarik's hand, and the light shrouded Talik's body.

As the owner of this legend as a proof of shame, Talik, who recreated a new legend, was the one who was redeemed in the first place.

It was not the weapon in his hand that redeemed him, but Bourkeso!

"Don't talk about being strong when you're dead, we're all losers."

Colic slammed the power of Bastin to the ground with a thud.

A pair of eyes are bloodshot!

He is still not reconciled!

He was unwilling to just look at the powerful back, but in this battle that had happened, his unwillingness turned into the deepest helplessness.

How can the dead be found to be strong?

I can only watch Bourkeso's figure go farther and farther, and the more lonely he goes!

The last light is fading little by little, and when Bourkeso fulfills the wishes of the barbarians, the wishes of Leoric, the wishes of Leah, Kane, Mordan, and all the people who are suffering, what will he have left?

Lonely is powerful.

Loneliness without light?

"Kolik, you didn't save Bourkeso from loneliness in the end."

Talik said with some sadness.

"Can Sonya do it?"

Madoc looked at Bourkeso's back, at the figures of the demons who were so intimidated that they couldn't even roll their eyes.

"Guide? Road signs? Sonya is still far from saving Bourkeso? You're always thinking about things that are impossible. ”

Talik regained his composure.

The evidence of shame was put on his shoulders.

"Isn't there anyone to take care of the affairs of Orac and Cassius?"

Colik slapped his face vigorously and said loudly.

Then he yawned very deliberately.

His eyes were red, bloodshot as if he hadn't gotten enough sleep.

There was a little bit of water stain in his eyes, as if he had been squeezed out by yawning.

"They're going to stop, no matter how fierce the fighting is!"

Tarik took a few steps forward and stood in front of the demon.

This helped him to continue the fight after Bourkeso's departure.

"The majesty of Bourkeso?"

Maddock said casually.

"Because they understand what this battle means to each of them."

Kolik wiped his face with his hand, and his movements were a little rough.

……

"Kanai, you will be the power of Bourkeso."

Vorusk said with a shaken look in his eyes.

He couldn't bear to let Kanai do this, but he had to.

"That's a good answer, Vorusk."

Kanai walked to Vorusk's side, and the two figures stood side by side.

"Look at it, Volusk, this is what used to be Arret, and now Hallogas.

Everything here is worth cherishing and sacrificing.

I'm honored that an old fellow who can only strike once or twice can do something for this holy mountain. ”

Kanai said as he looked at the scenery in the distance.

Intentionally or unintentionally, he glanced at Baal, who was watching here.

"Of course, I'll leave a little memorial before I say goodbye."

Kanai had finished what she wanted to say, and her body swelled up a little!

As the Great Elder, Kanai knew a little magic, and this druid-like power of oneness with nature was the reason why he was able to retain some of his will and strength in his final moments.

Now he doesn't need to maintain his existence.

His power will appear in a different way in Bourkeso's body!

And now he's going to fulfill the duty of a warrior!

Kill all threats at the very beginning!

"Forgive me, Kanai. This time we can't fight together. ”

Vorusk's eyes were a little moist, so he didn't look back.

"Boy, are you worried that I'm going to lose?"

Kanai's voice is heroic and heroic!

This is a powerful ancestor, a strong man who guided Vorusk until his own death.

His life was full of glory, but he was willing to let it all be forgotten!

Barr?

When Kanai was alive, he didn't have the courage to appear on the land around the Holy Mountain!

"I never thought about that."

"Then let me teach you and the young warriors the best lesson!

What is a battle! What a sacrifice! ”

Kanai's voice resounded throughout Harlogas.

The face of the old general of Qualkek, who was preparing for battle, suddenly collapsed.

"What is this? Is that all we old guys are about? To let this ancestor appear? ”

Qualkek said with chagrin on his face.

In his opinion, the presence of Kanai meant that Vorusk believed that they could not guarantee an unmistakable victory.

It's an insult.

But in front of Kanai, he couldn't say anything.

"It's a shame, so we'd better take it to heart!"

Karga gritted his teeth as he spoke, and the battle flag in his hand was swept up a few times and turned into a spear.

"Sure enough, I knew! The Kanai Ancestors were also fighting at that time! Vorusk is also fighting! ”

Cole raised the Hidden Peak Fury in his hand and said excitedly.

He had always been skeptical about the existence of those older ancestors.

Both Kanai and Vorusk existed on the Holy Mountain, but there was never news of the two ancestors during that battle.

Now all the doubts in my heart are gone.

"Get ready! Combat is never a one-man show! We're going to make this battle come to a good end! ”

Qualkik tightened his grip on the mountain-splitting axe and shouted with that frenzy.

Countless battles await them ahead of them, and now they're ready to go!

"Hah!"

Countless battle cries rang out together, rendering the pre-war frenzy to the extreme.

On the city wall, Leko listened silently to Kanai's voice, the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

She is alive now.

Kanai's persuasion was also addressed to her.

Victory is undoubted!

Bourkeso is victory!

"Ancestor Leikou, who is that~?"

Recco asked with some curiosity.

It's not strong enough, and it's hard to even know the name of an unknown powerhouse.

"You should know him, and you, remember this name, this will be the last time you will witness his power!"

Lecco casually pointed to a few young people beside her.

"Kanai! Barbarian Great Elder! ”

There was pride in Reco's tone.

It's just that she didn't do any embellishments before the Great Elder.

Because since Kanai sat in this position, the Great Elder has always referred to him.

There is not a single barbarian who would not be proud of this name.

Aside from Bourquetso, Canai is the most trustworthy being.

Leko doesn't respect Vorusk very much, but she respects this very ancient ancestor!

In her eyes, Kanai was more worthy of the Immortal King than Voruske.

"Another ancestor I haven't heard of."

Rumlow shook his head, looking at the battlefield outside the Holy Mountain with some embarrassment.

They just showed up here as a tour, as they had just said.

A sense of powerlessness is gnawing at their hearts.

"Look, here we go! The realm of the Hell Demon King! ”

Lecco suddenly straightened up, pointing to Baal's place and said.

The Demon God of Destruction has begun to expand his realm, revealing all the power of the Demon God while revealing his true body!

Clusters of air began to sweep through everything around them.

The crumbling space presents an unspeakable danger to the place where Baal is.

It's not like the realm of Biree's jokes, and it's not like the darkness that the fear of the great demon god Diablo shrouds in darkness.

Baal's realm is destruction!

Destroy everything that comes into him!

Bursts of blue light began to unfold on Tyrell's body.

The Archangel of Justice did not open the realm of justice, but only opened the image of his heart as an archangel!

Justice is pale, and beneath it is Tyrell's greatest power!

His justice!

Tyrell's justice is powerful!

It is the hope of countless people for strength!

The blue glow formed the hall where the hammer of judgment was once placed!

Tyrell's figure turned into a huge impact and stood in place.

The hammer of justice will crush all injustice!

This superiority in strength put Baal's actions on hold for a moment!

"Tyrell, you're going to start a war?"

Baal gave Tyrell a cold look.

The body began to expand little by little.

He is able to grow in size as he wishes.

And it doesn't make it fragile just by getting bigger.

Barr is not the empty piece of garbage that Billy!

"I'm going to let you stand still and keep this gamble going!"

Tyrell looked at Baal and said coldly.

He knew he was going to lose the bet. But Tyrrell was thrilled from the bottom of his heart!

The power of Kanay!

That's the power of Kanai!

An existence that requires the combined efforts of Rasmar and Isseriel to kill!

For this, Iseril received that near-permanent damage!

Tyrrell wants to see it! That curiosity crawled like a mouse in his heart.

What kind of power will Kanai show!

"So, Archangel! Have you forgotten! I'm not what I used to be! ”

Barr roared, absorbing Mephisto beside him into his body.

The two demon gods are one!

The power to fight Tyrell has appeared!

"This time it's not about fighting for the conspiracy of the High Heavens! This time it's for you to fight, so that the crown of justice will be taken off fiercely! ”

Barr hissed! The sound wave slices through everything around it with a myriad of powers!

Harness the power of hatred with the will to destroy!

Bal's power makes Tyrell feel threatened!

"Are you the end of it all?"

Kanay's figure had already appeared in front of Barr's eyes.

Completely ignoring Tyrell's presence, he asked Baal aloud.

For the archangels, Kanai has no grudges.

The barbarian never even got angry and resented this emotion.

He had crushed Mephisto's hatred for countless years, making Azmodan tremble at the mention of his name.

Noble Kanai has no sin! There is no hatred!

He's not like a human at all!

"Kanai, I thought that after you died, your soul would appear above the High Heavens."

Tyrrell greeted Kanai, his tone slightly unnatural.

"Tyrell, my heart is full of expectations for justice.

But this is my last battle, and I hope you don't become the one who spoils the game! ”

Kanai said.

Although he knew that the time he could fight was running out.

It won't be long before Bourkesso appears in front of him, to be exact, and he will say goodbye to this world forever.

But before that, he wants to leave a memory deep enough for Barr.

Filthy things who want to defile the white holy mountain with filth must pay the price!

Little by little, Tyrell's body regained its own power.

Even in nature, there is a kind of undesirable guy.

Spoilers will always be attacked by both sides.

The barbarians, who worship strength and revere nature, carry this out with an almost paranoia.

Relatively fair!

That's what Canai wants in the last battle!

"As you wish, Kanai, show me your power!"

Tyrell silently reined in all the power that had leaked out.

A look of disappointment appeared on Vorusk's countenance, who was watching from a distance.

In his opinion, there is only one Balgen, who is not worthy of the final battle of Canay!

When the legend ends, the grandest performance must be needed!

"Whew!"

Kanai let out a battle cry!

That's not the warcry tone that the average barbarian would use.

It's as high-pitched as a stag's cry!

The legend of the Stag Tribe!

The Legend of the End!

Kanai!

Bursts of anger rose from the ground!

Kanai, who has become one with the Holy Mountain, has the most solid source of power!

The wrath of Hallogas!

Kanai took a step of his own, two rudimentary branches appearing in his hands.

Raised above your head like antlers!

Every step that falls on the ground will be heard with the sound of rousing war drums!

Every time he lifts his foot from the ground, he will be accompanied by a burst of faces!

"Kanai!"

A mixed sound came from Barr's mouth.

The instinct of Mephisto's power and the will of Barr at that time!

The realm of destruction suddenly opens up!

Cracks filled Kanai's body in an instant!

"Whew!"

Once again, a long battle cry erupted from Kanai's mouth!

The sacred mountain began to reverberate with his own voice!

A loud noise in the terrain where there shouldn't be an echo has caused the snow on the sacred mountain to begin to collapse over!

Avalanche!

The snow on the tough sacred mountain has never been an avalanche!

The Holy Mountain, which was able to withstand the endless noise of the barbarians, showed the wrath of nature!

An overwhelming avalanche appeared behind Kanai!

Defying gravity and not impacting in the direction of lower terrain! Soon it went hand in hand with Kanai's footsteps!

The expansion of the Barr Destruction Realm is thwarted!

In the face of nature's anger, the destruction is somewhat thin.

With a silent collision, Kanai appeared behind Baal!

The avalanche hit Barr like a tidal wave.

This huge demon god stumbled unsteadily!

A huge hole appeared in his chest, and the dense pointed feet became a cloud of blood mist in an instant!

"Breathtaking!"

Tyrell's exclamation slowly waited for it to be heard.

The phantom of the Archangel of Justice felt that trembling like that!

Even if Baal is an illusion with only a part of his power.

But the holy mountain at your feet is also called from a past time!

Kanai is even more of a barbarian who has been dead for an unknown number of years.

Tyrell felt the tip of the iceberg of Kanai's power from this shocking blow!

"If you were still alive, the barbarians wouldn't be where they are now."

Tyrrell paused for a moment before continuing.

At this point, Baal finally fell to the ground like a giant tree that had been cut down!

"If he's still alive, then Iseriel and Rasmar are a revenant! Tyrrell! ”

Bourkeso had walked over to Tyrell's side, his hands clenched together.

I couldn't tell what was in the palm of that hand.

But from Bourkeso's voice, Tyrell felt that familiar shiver.

It's as if the target of Kanai's charge is locked on him!

"I can't explain all this. Mortal! ”

Tyrrell said subconsciously.

He felt uneasy in the face of Bourkeso.

"Angel, when are you going to entrust your gambling money!"

Bourkeso looked at Tyrell's body, consciously not looking at Kanai.

He and Kanai both knew that the moment the eyes of the two people met, it was the arrival of that sacrifice!

Bourkeso hopes that this time will come a little later.

But Kanai wanted to get things done as quickly as possible that only he could.

"Bourkeso, I'm ready!"

Kanai's voice rang out, calling out to Bourkeso.

The thing in Bourkeso's hand began to glow constantly!

"The box that bears my name, I'm looking forward to the difference it can bring!

Look me in the eye now! Bourkeso!

You are the next Immortal King! How could the Immortal King escape the eyes of others! ”

Kanai's didactic voice rang out, and his long, muscular body walked behind Bourkeso, and stretched out his powerful palm to press Bourkeso's shoulder.

Turned Bourkeso around a little bit!