"Hah! My name is Bourkeso! Remember this name full of glory! I'm the executioner of the Hell Demon King! Demons' eternal nightmare! The new king of the barbarians! You can also call me - Nephilim! Bourkeso pinned the two broken weapons to his waist, touched his beard, which he had often trimmed, and introduced himself loudly.

At this time, he finally realized that he had left the world of Diablo, but he had not yet withdrawn from the state of fighting, and he was still transmitting the heat of the barbarian's anger.

"By the way, what are you talking about Midgard? Mage! Bourkeso had inherited the Barbarian's disdain for spells, and at this time he had completely failed to recall the names Ancient One and Midgard from his fragments of memory, perhaps the long fighting career had long since made him forget the story that he once loved so much.

The remnants of the fierce battle made him speak in a tough and shrill tone unconsciously, although he was already restrained.

Because of the earth, this is the deepest attachment engraved in Bourkeso's heart.

"It looks like we have a lot of things to communicate." Gu Yi is still flat, perhaps because she thinks that everything in front of her is still under his control, and her five-hundred-year life makes her not easily have mood swings.

At this moment, the ancient one is like showing the superiority of the immortal species over the short-born species, for her, human beings are just children who constantly make mistakes and then seek salvation, this superiority is like an adult to a child, even if this "child" looks gray-haired.

And Bourkeso is not a short-lived species, and the lifespan of Nephilitine is still a mystery.

The first immortal king is also the first Nephiten, and the original Burkeso is just missing, and his life and death are unknown.

But Rasma, who was also the first Nephilim necromancer, was still alive and well, and in the Diablo world, he could occasionally hear rumors about him.

Bourkeso didn't know how long he would live, but he didn't think he would be like a summer bug for a short time.

"I didn't know there were mages on Earth, and besides, you're just a mage with decent mana." Bourkeso's voice was as loud as a war cry, and in the battle with the demons, the barbarians' non-stop battle cries were a sign that the battle was not over.

The high-pitched and huge voice is one of the hallmarks of a barbarian.

Bourkeso could feel the mana on the ancient body, although he could feel that endless sense of continuity, but as a mage, didn't he already have it?

With energy-generating skills, you can make yourself fight endlessly. It's no surprise that all professionals in the shelter can do this.

If one of the professions said that they were exhausted and therefore unable to fight, it would surprise Bourkeso.

But it's not just mana that determines whether a mage is powerful or not, but what kind of damage the same mana can cause.

This mage called the Ancient One had no deep elemental contamination on his body, only some bottomless dark aura.

The mage Bulkeso, who didn't even have a good grasp of the elemental power, didn't pay attention to it at all, and even Li Min, who was able to confront Azmodan, stood here and didn't want Bulkeso to say anything good.

At this time, Bourkeso did not realize that the earth he was on was not the cradle that gave birth to his previous life, but a new world that existed in the human fantasy of his previous life.

"Maybe our communication can start with why you came into this world." There was not the slightest change in the ancient one's face, or he didn't feel any pressure in the face of Bourkeso's aggressive language.

Of course, she could feel the aura of the strong from Bourkeso, but Bourkeso's aura had become old and weak after the baptism of death.

In the eyes of the Ancient One, Bourkeso may still be strong, but the decline left behind by death is to hide most of Bourkeso's never-ending anger.

It was as if death had put on a cloak called weakness, but Burkeso, who was Nephilim, was still strong and invincible. It's just that this power is blinded by the breath of death.

But that's enough for the ancient one to make a wrong judgment!

This world is centered on the ancient one, and it begins to change gradually.

Another dimension, the specialty of the mages born in this world.

It's a pity that this time the formation of the alien space is difficult and sluggish, and the Holy Mountain of Harlogas, as the original home of the barbarians, has always been protected by the ancestors of the barbarians, and trying to erode it is something that the hell lords have not done for countless years.

Maybe the Ancient One is strong enough, but it's a bit of a fool's dream for her to do this.

Even if the Lord of Lies unloads his humble illusion and reveals the true identity of the Demon King of Hell, it is impossible to condense the realm belonging to the Demon King of Hell on the sacred mountain of Harogas.

"You want to envelop Harorgas with that filthy darkness? Mage! You are provoking the existence of barbarians! Buuceso, who had not yet withdrawn from the afterglow of the battle, took up arms again.

Although the twin blades that accompanied him in countless battles had been damaged in the aftermath of the explosion of the Dark Soul Stone, the barbarians were not unable to fight without their weapons, not to mention that they were in this place, and they were in the same place, and they would inherit the title of Immortal King after rebuilding their homeland.

Even with only half of the twin blades left, he was still the barbarian who made the Demon King of Hell wail when he saw him.

The ancient one's approach was the most direct provocation for him, and the sacred mountain of Harogas was part of the spiritual beliefs of the barbarians, and was one of the refuge of the spirits of the ancestors.

The Ancient One wanted to envelop the Holy Mountain of Harorgas with another dimension, and that kind of insult was a contempt that every barbarian could not accept.

"Hah!" A loud roar that resounded through Harorgas marked Bourkeso's entry into battle!

The Battle Fury skill is one of the few barbarian preparations for battle, and with a war cry, Bourkeso charges the Ancient One!

Although Bourkeso was not proficient in the power of the earth, as the strongest barbarian in existence, all the fighting skills of the barbarian clan were at his fingertips.

Although Bourkeso was not yet able to merge all the branches of the charge into an unstoppable blade, like the legendary barbarian of Récôme, he did.

But just the charging technique, he has already stood at the pinnacle of the existing barbarians.

Even Sonya is just following in his footsteps behind him, he is the banner of all barbarians now!