"You just watched his soul fall into the abyss?"

Bourcaiso asked Lecco beside him.

By the time Vader told the story, Reco had already appeared not far away.

As for Bourkeso, he was silently watching what was going on here.

Vader is a good fellow to trust, but it's no secret that Vader has secrets.

What should a dead man not think about?

This kind of thing probably only happens on the sacred mountain of Harlogas.

"Can fate really escape? What do you think? Bourkeso? ”

Lecko's arm was in front of her, and she asked softly.

Seeing Vader's hideous and crazy look, Lekou was a little unbearable.

But a battle-hardened veteran doesn't put his goodness where it shouldn't.

Even if Vader was the Jo Riche she had in mind.

The warrior she's loved all her life.

What if Jorez triumphed over fate once?

The immensity of the power of fate is beyond the comprehension of those who have not experienced it.

Joriz hasn't left the grip of fate, but Reco can't tell Vader what she's seen.

Help Lecco overcome her fate?

Even Vorusk had never had such an arrogant idea.

In front of them, Vader, or rather Joritz, the warrior who was barely breathing, stood in front of Rorschach.

A rudimentary wooden stick in his hand slashed down at Rorschach's head with a loud cracking sound.

How powerful can a barbarian ancestor who was once named a warrior have?

It may be difficult to measure, but at least it would have been easy to crush Rorschach's head.

Even if Rorschach was the most powerful of the recruits, he was still a long way from those ancestors.

It's too powerless.

Even if Joriz had just a rudimentary, ubiquitous wooden stick in his hand.

"You're just watching your heir die? And then waiting for the next such person to appear in front of you? ”

Lecco closed her eyes, as if she couldn't bear to look straight ahead.

It's a strange feeling to see your lover doing something stupid for her.

But sensuality doesn't control Reco's thoughts.

Even if Lecco has been relieved of her duties.

"We have a pact with death."

Bourkeso said softly.

Lecco can know about this, and only the strong can know about it.

Because it is difficult for the weak to keep a secret.

Death had made it clear that she would not take away any of the souls associated with the barbarians, so "one" death might have brought Rorschach to his senses.

As for Joritz, who threw himself into Azmodan for the sake of Reco, he didn't know the news yet.

Both Vader and Jorez are strong enough, but they are still a little bit worse.

"You've never been ruthless before. Bourkeso. ”

Lecco said to Bourkesso in the direction from which the voice had come from.

There is no urgency, as it has been for hundreds of years to say hello.

"I didn't have to take on so much responsibility before. All I need to do is slash at the demon every day. ”

Bourkeso didn't argue much.

Now he's not the same as before.

At that time, the holy mountain of Harogas was full of barbarians, among whom there were powerful warriors.

But now, the only thing he can rely on is himself.

There was only one pure barbarian left alive, Bourkeso.

Rorschach is his favored candidate, and even does not hesitate to hand over his bloodline to Rorschach.

But he needed to face death once, and then use that opportunity to examine his soul.

This is also part of the deal between Bourkeso and Death.

Nephilian is still a little different from ordinary people, at least the radiance of the soul is different.

Rorschach should face up to this change and learn to adapt.

The price of Bourkeso's deal with death was the severed hand bone, which Bourkeso had placed at the head of the bed, which would merge into Leoric's body.

Bourkeso agreed!

It's similar to an email address?

Even if it's not suitable for live chat, it's still okay to pass on your thoughts to each other.

The next place will belong to an old couple who have been in love for countless years.

Belong to a pair of lovers who are full of apologies for each other.

"Orek is here, right? He always seems to be everywhere, but only his help can give you the power of the Mysteries. ”

Johanna leaned over and said.

She found something interesting.

There were some familiar guys on the sacred mountain of Harogas, but they were all hiding.

"Now, it's time for you to consider whether or not to let that Holy Sect Army seedling accept your training, and the next secret realm will start soon."

Bourkeso did not answer Johannah's question.

The answer to this question is obvious, but it is not clear.

The Nephilim Stone and Orek, the ghost of the ancient Nephilim, are not much of a secret.

It's just not time to talk about that.

"This secret realm is actually your trap, right? Bourkeso? ”

The Ancient One used his mana to pass on a question to Bourkeso.

Bourkeso paused slightly.

"Prepare for the battle between two hell demon gods and an archangel in the secret realm. We will maintain that big war until the very end. ”

Bourkeso said calmly.

It's as if I didn't hear the question of the ancient one.

The Ancient One lowered his eyes and silently followed behind Bourkeso.

A vast secret realm?

Unfold it like a joke and invite everyone on the Holy Mountain to join in?

This is not in line with what normal people think.

Pitfall?

Maybe yes, but what is the use of Bourkeso setting this trap?

The Ancient One was a little confused.

Purposeless behavior only leads to chaos.

Most people eat because they are hungry and drink because their bodies need it.

But no one chooses to swallow feces except for groups that lack a certain fungus in their gut.

Because that has no purpose.

Bourkeso must have been calculating something, but the Ancient One didn't know it.

What can Bourkeso calculate?

Of course, it will only be the demon hiding in the deepest parts.

If you don't get rid of that guy, all your hopes for the future will come to naught.

Diablo is good at this.

With a muffled thud, Rorschach's body fell to the ground.

A soul is slowly emerging.

Harogas would shelter the souls of all barbarians, but this shelter was not quite true among the ancestors.

Jorez stared at Rorschach in front of him with red eyes.

"You're dead now."

Jorez said dryly.

Then he sat down directly on the ground.

He's waiting for Bourkeso's arrival!

Rorschach's death would definitely alarm Bourkeso, and Joriz fulfilled his promise to the Demon King of Hell.

A portion of Reco's soul will be set free in the Dark Soul Stone on Bourkeso's forehead.

It's just that I have to be with Andariel's soul for a while now.

The dead could not bear the responsibility of Bourqueso.

Rorschach's death will once again erase the light that Bourqueso has seen.

For this reason, Joriz was even ready to be crushed directly.

It's just that there are times when the will of the individual always clashes with the group.

Lecco chose the continuation of the barbarians, while Jorez chose the wholeness and freedom of Reiko.

"It's the first time I've seen it like that. Is my body still moving? Can I still salvage it? ”

Rorschach looked at Joriz in front of him, feeling very embarrassed.

A ghost had just killed him a moment ago, his body beheaded and pumping on the floor to the side.

Then the two souls met again in this situation.

Of course, Rorschach hadn't forgotten who his killer was, so he looked at Jo Rez in front of him with scrutinizing eyes.

"Don't look at it, I'm not going to hide it from anyone. I'm now waiting for Bourkeso to arrive. ”

Jorez dug into his pocket and pulled out a bottle of spirits.

Just about to share it with Rorschach, he finally noticed that something was wrong.

"Why didn't you condense the entity with the help of the Holy Mountain?"

Jorez stared at Rorschach with wide eyes.

"Because, his death was expected by Bourkeso, and this time it may be able to make him more sober."

Reco's voice finally reached Joritz's ears.

At this time, there is no surprise of meeting again after a long absence. Some are just the kind of embarrassment that comes from the depths of the soul.

"Now, Joritz. You should tell me about what stupid things you've done over the years. ”

Recôme gripped Joriz's wrist, a burst of power that sent palpitations to the momentarily corrupted ancestor.

When he was alive, his married life with Leko was exemplary.

I've never seen Jo Riches and Reco get angry even once.

I've never seen Lecco take the same attitude toward Joritz.

Of course, it's not because Joriz can't beat Reccle.

For savages, love is love, and feelings always come vigorously, but there will be a day when they will go.

Therefore, a little restraint and a moderate distance from each other is the best way to slow down the flow of love.

Every day that Jorth and Lecco spend together is like a day of affectionate confession.

"What should I do?"

Rorschach looked at his diary soaking in his brain, and wanted to take it out, but he was a new ghost, and he didn't have that advanced mana, like an old ghost on the holy mountain, rubbing snowballs, digging pits, and so on.

I can only watch my diary soaked in my own brain, a little damp, and even a little disgusting.

Lecco and Jorez ignored Rorschach, leaving only a lone soul with her own corpse to keep you company.

It takes a reason to look at yourself, and loneliness allows a person to look at everything about themselves.

Let his soul be with the corpse, and then reflect on it.

Anyway, there will be no problems with his body and soul.

Bourkeso had already planned for a long time, and nothing would happen unexpectedly.

……

"Spider-Man, you should get to know me again, I'm a professional, I said it."

Konstantin straightened his suit and said with some excitement.

"Professional cheating? I already regret looking for you. ”

Spider-Man simply took off his hood.

Eating barbecue in a big gulp, he said in a vague voice.

"I just went out to investigate the specific information, but I didn't expect to run into a direct battle. Trust me, I'm a professional. ”

Konstantin patted his chest and said.

Then he pointed to Thor and Hela, who had just walked past them.

"Like those two, I know! One is Thor, the god of Thor, Asgard, and the other is perhaps Sif ? Anyway, there are only a few women around Thor. ”

Konstantin casually said nonsense.

He knew Thor because he was a regular visitor to the Holy Mountain, but Hela was also a stranger to him.

Spider-Man looked in the direction of Konstantin's finger, and then his eyes almost fell out like a cartoon character.

Hell, Hela, the goddess of death, and Thor, the goddess of thunder, walked over hand in hand!

Peter Parker remembers that Thor on his side has a lot of grudges against Hela.

"I'm starting to doubt your professional identity now, I know the lady over there, she's not Sif at all, it's Hela!"

Peter Parker tugged at Konstantin's tie and shouted as he shook it.

"I'm just a little dazzled, you calm down."

Konstantin felt like he was about to be strangled by the gradually tightening tie.

Immediately reached out and pressed Spider-Man's arm, but in the face of an out-and-out transcendent human, he didn't have enough strength to stop this from happening.

"I said, I found some of the news you said about Kim."

Konstantin finally came up with something useful in exchange for his own safety.

His voice caught Rumlow's attention.

"Say!"

Luke grabbed Spider-Man's arm and said succinctly.

"Heavenly Hammer Venerable! Servant of Kuhl, the god of fear! Does the gold have golden markings on his body and a huge hammer? ”

Konstantin tried to be as concise as possible.

His tie felt the power coming from Luke.

Some of his overwhelmed spine made a grinding sound, making him look very embarrassed.

"Balza, speak!"

Luke turned his head and asked the head hanging beside him, his tone stiff.

Compared to Konstantin, he still trusted some of the gifts that Bourkeso gave him.

"I was just a demon when I was alive! Where can I know the hellish Heavenly Hammer Venerable! ”

Balza's jaw bone was constantly shaking, and that was all there was to it.

He was going to use this time to talk to Konstantin well, so a whole bunch of hellish slang flew out.

Luke felt that this pendant seemed to have some different uses.

"Balza, curse with the most vicious diabolical words!"

Luke felt a little excited, he felt like he had discovered some big secret.

Reluctantly, Balza's skull began to spit incense at Luke's behest.

"Can this thing still be used like this?"

Jessica asked, curious, leaning over Luke's side.

"I'll try again."

Luke said with a smile:

"Balza, sing me a RapGad!"

Balza's head shook violently, and he didn't know what RapGod was about, so naturally he couldn't sing it.

"Well, all I can say is what I know."

Balza reluctantly explained.

He had a feeling that it would give Luke some damn thought.

"Alright, I got it! When we get home, I'll buy you the best Walkman! Then you're going to learn all the songs on the tape! ”

Luke said excitedly.

Jessica felt something.

"Luke, are you going to use this demon as an external speaker?"

"Of course, I think I almost had a lot of momentum when I came out! Maybe a background music would be nice. ”

Luke responded to Jessica with a smile, and the two of them had somewhat similar thinking circuits.

"Good guy, I'd like to come to this one too. At least one guy can remind me when I drop my gear. ”

Matthew said with some hesitation.

A monkey in the distance disdainfully spat a fruit pit on the ground.

"That guy called Captain Steve, come out!"

Johanna stood not far away and shouted to the group.

She didn't have time to ask the location of the Holy Sect Army seedlings one by one, so she just hurriedly asked the name of that guy in Bourkeso and came over directly.

Apparently Bourkeso didn't say it that clearly, or some hurried Johanna didn't remember what Bourkeso said.

"Here we go again."

Luke whispered.

They weren't familiar with Johannah, and even if they had seen each other twice before, they weren't familiar, so in Johannah's voice, they were all well-behaved like little chicks.

"I'm probably the guy you're looking for, but I'm not Captain Steve, I'm Steve Rodgers."

Steve stood up in a bit of a circle, raising his arm with the shield in the air.

This scene will always remind people of the story of the little girl named Bai Yuepo who was called White Belly.

"That's you, follow me! Listen to Bourkeso say that you are a good fit for the strength of the Holy Cult. ”

Johanna said hurriedly.

Most of the Holy Cult Army is in a hurry when they do things.

Came on horseback, rode away.

The ground was either the remains of demons or the materials they didn't bother to pick up.

"Holy Army?"

Tony repeated the word a little confused.

Wayne, on the other hand, took the name to heart.

"Professional, tell me about the Holy Army."

Spider-Man said, tugging at Konstantin's tie.

When he looked at Steve, he was a little worried.

Steve is a noble man, but Steve is closer to Tony than Tony.

"I don't know anything, it's like I don't know what a barbarian is. Who knows from what corner you guys came out of. ”

Konstantin was finally freed after picking up something sharp from his side and cutting off his tie.

The whole person lay on the ground, muttering.

"The Holy Cult Army is also one of the powers of Nephilim, so don't think about it yet. Do you want to work part-time after becoming a barbarian? ”

Madoc appeared sneakily not far away, casually explained a few words and left.

His actions were a bit deliberate, but none of the people present cared about it.

The ancestors had been bored for a long time, and there was a strong curiosity about all new things.

It's just not weird.

……

"Reco, I didn't mean to hide it from you."

Jo Ruiz said with some embarrassment, two large rough hands in front of him, looking a little twisted.

In the face of Reco, it was difficult for him to maintain his original appearance.

Especially after such a long time on the Holy Mountain as Vader.

"I know, from the moment Vader appeared, I knew it."

Lecco looked at Jo Ruiz in front of her without changing her face, and lay directly in her cabin.

A stone bed is covered with a bearskin, and it is no longer visible under the influence of time.

The chair is just a log stake, and so is the table.

There was nothing else in the house, and it was just like the wedding room of Lecco and Joritz.

"Really? How did I forget, you were able to trace all the secrets of the past, so tell me, did I really overcome fate by doing this? ”

Joriz wasn't stupid, he already knew too much from Reco's words.

But at this point, he would like to hear a different answer.

"The moment after you 'died' and Vader didn't appear, you overcame fate."

There was not the slightest ripple on Lecco's face.

In the days after Joritz's death, Lecôme searched for Joritz's traces from fate more than once.

But there was never the slightest picture of Jo Ruiz in fate.

"It seems that there is hope for my approach. It's just that your soul is still in the Dark Soul Stone. ”

Jo Riches said with some disappointment.

Lecco's soul is half free, and it will take a longer effort to be complete.

But now Joritz was not worried about this, but how the ancestors on the Holy Mountain would face him.

To the detriment of the interests of the collective for the sake of their own goals.

This approach has always been classified as a mistake.

"Tell me, Joritz, what do you see inside the Dark Soul Stone?"

Instead of responding to her previous question, Recco asked about the Dark Soul Stone with a serious expression.

"You know, fate never lets you get out of control."

Joriz had a rare positive color, and then looked deeply at Lecco in front of him.

That face was a memory he could see for thousands of years, but he couldn't touch.

It is the beauty that the soul of a warrior can only remember in a dream when he is hiding from the eyes of fate.

Only now, Jo Rez needs to be sure of something.

"I've completed my contract with Azmodan, your soul is free, and I can't do anything else to hurt everyone."

Joritz's tone was firm and fearless.

The corrupting aura that had been revealed from him before had finally disappeared.

Can a broken Azmodean's soul and Andariel's corruption control Jorez be a warrior for a long time?

That's not realistic.

You must know that at that time, Joriz was blessed by the holy mountain of Harogas.

In front of Vorusk, the Immortal King, and Bulkeso, the destined Immortal King!

Completely corrupting an ancestral spirit is not something that just Azmodan and Andariel can accomplish!

They can only set the trigger type of Corruption in some pre-set scenarios.

For example, when Rorschach was alone.

"Cut, Joritz. If you can hesitate for a moment when you break Rorschach's head, I will believe you.

But what qualifications do you have to convince me that you won't hurt anyone else? ”

Lecco looked at Joriz in front of her.

The Lecôme, which stood on the sacred mountain for a long time after her death, has never changed.

Exist because of obsession, and stubbornly refuse to accept all changes because of obsession.

But Jo Rez is different!

He escaped the control of fate and lived through those long years as Vader.

The current Jo Rite is no longer the same as the original warrior.

"Now you don't have Kanuk to make me look good, Joritz!"

Lecco said tiredly.

The whole person lay directly on the bed that was no longer visible.

The heavy armor rattled violently, and Reco was ready to deal with Joritz's soul herself.

"Is my return also in your sights? Or am I always rolling in the palm of fate? ”

Jorez said calmly.

Once again, there was an ominous aura on his body.

That was the last bit of power left by the Demon King of Hell in his soul.

"Fate hasn't chased me into this world yet, but as I said, when Vader appeared, you would have returned to fate's sight."

Lecco slowly closed her eyes and said casually.

"Can fate be overcome? Recôme! You tell me, can fate be overcome? ”

Joritz's voice grew louder and louder, but he was still standing in his place.

"What kind of person needs to overcome fate? And what kind of person would say fate? ”

Lecco said with a charming smile.

"Fate! Most of the time it is a humble word for the strong and an excuse for the cowardly. Have you ever seen Bourkeso ask me about my fate? When did you hear that Vorusk believed in something that could not be seen or touched? Knowing my fate is just my escape. ”

Lecco said with some self-deprecation.

Faced with the task of keeping the barbarians alive, Reco needs a pillar.

So she chose fate.

Vorusk's approach led to the Barbarians walking on the brink of the most danger, and Leko was the strongest of the era. Except for herself, she only had those ethereal things to rely on.

"So now! Are you free!? ”

A dark-brown aura swirled across Joritz's face.

What happens next will determine whether or not Reko will put an end to this disgusting plot of the Hell Demon King herself!

……

"O Rorschach, Rorschach! Look at this bloody face. You're a hero. ”

Rorschach's soul floated silently in midair, muttering to himself to his own corpse.

It's strange that the pumping of corpses is normal.

But it's a little bizarre that one draws endlessly.

"You're such a cutie, and now you're starting to judge your appearance."

Vorusk looked at Rorschach in front of him angrily.

His figure slowly stepped out of the shadows, and the sound of his iron boots on the ground made Rorschach spot him immediately.

Voruske's reason for being here is simple, that is, not to let Harogas pull the fallen soul directly into the Holy Mountain.

That's really the end of it.

Even death could not bring Rorschach back to his original form.

"I thought you were going to keep me in this place until you needed me."

Rorschach said casually.

"By the way, Vorusk, can you help me get my journal out of my brain? It's not like I have to re-transcribe it. ”

Rorschach is acting quite calmly now.