Dark Savages Come To the United States Chapter 859

"Okay, don't be so nervous.

For the sake of this ring, if I'm going to challenge you, I'll definitely say it in advance. "

The first generation of ancestors suddenly became disillusioned.

The ring in his hand represents a piece of his past.

It's just that this past event is not mentioned even in all the legends about the ring in his hand.

"I remember that I made this thing in Harrogath.

But at the time no one seemed to know why I was casting this ring.

So how did you know this ring was my wedding ring? "

The first ancestor asked as if he had discovered something interesting.

With a little hope in his eyes.

"The legend says that the ring was to commemorate a holy festival.

And if it's about you, what else could it be for?

What can be commemorated other than that you started spreading the branches for the savages?

Although I don't know who recognized this thing as your wedding ring in the first place.

But after so many years, the legendary story has not changed.

You are not dead and cannot refute rumors.

It can only be said that you defaulted to the name.

So do I need to say more? "

Bourkesso lost his fighting spirit as he spoke.

The guy in front of him is no longer the formidable ancestor who created the barbarian family at this moment.

It's just an old man who wants to know his legend from someone else's mouth.

"Okay, are you interested in hearing me tell a story?

If you have one, prepare a campfire and food.

I haven't eaten anything in a long time.

Today is a good day for drinking. "

The ancestors of the first generation rambled.

As for why today is a good day for drinking, no one has asked.

Just drink, every day is a good day to drink.

As long as there is alcohol, nothing is a problem.

"Herab, let's prepare a banquet.

Today is a holiday, so that's it. "

Burkesso arranged it at will.

Because I want to celebrate the holidays, so today is a holiday.

It doesn't matter what day the festival is commemorating today.

It's okay for a barbarian to be barbaric every now and then when he does things.

If I had to name this festival...

That's called "because I want to drink, so celebrate the festival".

Bourkessel usually doesn't care about such things, and this is the first time he has asked other ancestors to make a certain day a festival.

You must know that on the day he became the Immortal King, he did not plan to set a festival for himself to celebrate...

"You are the Immortal King, so you have the final say.

But why must I prepare these?

Or are you simply not wanting to let me join in the fun? "

Hailabo said cursingly, but his body had already moved naturally.

Everything on the holy mountain was familiar to these ancestors.

They can tell how many pieces of brown bread are in the granary...

In the past days, it was too boring on the holy mountain.

Building a snowman is already a boring project.

And counting bread…

It was a bet between two boring barbarian ancestors hundreds of years ago...

The loser has to count the bread, making sure that the number he knows is exactly the same as the number that the bread has kept.

This kind of bet is really boring.

But the guy who lost was doing it every day.

The name of the savage who lost was Hylab.

"Isn't it because you have to count the bread every day?

Sometimes if you want to be lazy, you close the door of the granary and guard the door yourself.

So today's numbers are exactly the same as yesterday's numbers. "

Calgar, who had not spoken for a long time, said something with a smile.

He wouldn't tell Herab that he had to secretly get rid of a piece of bread every day.

Calgar stayed in the granary when there was nothing to do.

At the end of the day, stuff a loaf of bread into your backpack.

Then find an opportunity to give the bread that you put away to someone else.

Most of the time, the bread he took was handed over to Bourkesso.

This is something that started when Bourkesso was still in a daze.

Even though the name of the holy mountain has changed, these habits have been carried over to the new holy mountain.

This is also the only proof these ancestors have for the present.

Prove that you still exist now.

Instead of completely shutting down at the moment your own life ends...

"I know you take a loaf of bread every day.

So I just subtract one from yesterday's number most of the time.

You probably didn't think about it, did you? "

Hailab shouted to Calgar from a distance.

Then the figure disappeared.

He is going to inform all the ancestral spirits.

Celebrating the festival, one savage cannot be missed.

After Hailab's figure completely disappeared, Calgar whispered: "Then you probably don't know, I will put back a few pieces of bread every seven or eight days. After all, you have to count it yourself. of."

Calgar waved the flag in his hand.

The flag did not become his legend, but it was his favorite weapon.

His legend is the innate skill called "Inspiring Style" or "Inspiring Military Spirit".

Although Calgar still hopes that his legend is the flag in his hand.

But perhaps there is no better proof of his legacy than this skill.

"I'm going to start telling a story to my children's children's children...

What part do you want to hear?

Is it my wedding day? Or a story that happened when my first child was born?

I have something to say up front, when we started to act, human beings were already born.

They are, unsurprisingly, Nephalem.

After all, my father and mother were not the only ones fleeing in Sanctuary.

Just demons and demons' children are still demons.

Angels and angels' children can only be angels.

Only the children of angels and demons can be human.

I am the first Nephalem Yes, but not the first Nephalem.

I'm just the first child born to an angel named Inaris and a demon named Lilith. "

The first generation ancestors had a kind of kindness on their faces.

At this time, he was more similar to his father.

It's just that his father didn't have the same old-fashioned attitude he was at this time.

"Go ahead, I'm ready to hear the story.

If you wish, perhaps I can also call the future of the savages with them.

Let them hear your story.

The story will become a legend one day, at least let them know more about it. "

Bourkesso's voice was no longer tough.

In the face of challengers who want to challenge the Immortal King, Bulkesso is full of the majesty that belongs to the Immortal King.

But with an old man who just wants to tell a story, he can also be a listener.

Simple, direct, and matter-of-fact.

This is the style of the barbarian.

"Then don't bother.

You guys are going to talk about my story anyway. "

The first ancestor touched his beard.

Then he sat on the ground and gently placed the ring in his hand on top of the snow.

The first ancestor is the child most loved by his parents.

At least until his younger siblings were born.

Inaris discussed with his wife and made a decision.

That is to give a kind of knowledge to his own son.

Of course, this is a mother's gift to her child, a gift that lasts a lifetime.

This gift contains all the knowledge of blacksmithing.

It's just that this knowledge is too large for the first generation ancestors.

This approach can be said to be Lilith handing over a wisp of the authority of knowledge to her children.

Whenever new knowledge about blacksmithing is born in this world.

Then the ancestors of the first generation will naturally know all of this.

As a father, Inarius also gave his child a gift, and that is the name "Bulkesso".

If there is any meaning to the name, it is probably "the one beloved by fate".

The wedding of the first generation ancestors can be said to be extraordinarily simple.

It even smelled bloody.

That was after the First Ancestor chose to follow his mother's instructions and began to slaughter all the other angels and demons in Sanctuary.

And the wife of the first ancestor was the child of the last demon couple.

And this child seems to be a little congenital.

It can be said to be very thin.

The first-generation ancestors who had matured at that time and could control all the power in their bodies certainly knew why.

The child lacks vitality.

When his blade was slashed against the couple, they were nourishing the child with their own vitality.

Before that moment, the First Ancestor had never questioned his mother's decision.

It should be said that none of their siblings ever questioned Lilith's decision.

When the first ancestor looked at those eyes with endless compassion and pain, his heart began to thaw from the killing.

The first ancestor looked at those eyes, he didn't know what to say.

Look at that thin and even pale face stained with the blood of her parents' calm face.

He didn't know what to say.

Is it all for the great "Lilith"?

Or just making up a reason to kill each other's parents?

This confrontation lasted a long time.

Until those eyes blinked slightly.

"My name is Burkeseau."

This was the first sentence the first ancestor said to the owner of those eyes.

This is also the first time he has spoken to someone other than himself.

Before that, he just unconsciously issued a battle cry during the killing.

Just for this battle cry seems to make him a little stronger.

"I don't know what my name is."

The owner of the eye spoke softly.

The voice was weak, very weak.

It's like it's going to die at any moment.

But the sound was unexpectedly not bad.

The first-generation ancestors have heard countless times before the death of life, and without exception, they are not very good.

But this woman's voice was not bad at all.

"Then do you want to live?"

The first-generation ancestors themselves did not know why they would ask such a question.

But he knew that the person in front of him could not wave the weapon in his hand.

Because his mother only asked him and his siblings to kill other angels and demons.

This one in front of me is a person.

A woman who could die at any moment.

"If you can."

The woman still spoke in a low voice.

The ancestors of the first generation could not remember the expression of the woman at that time.

All his memories were left with the pair of pity eyes and the soft and not unpleasant voice.

The first ancestor kept the woman alive.

For this reason, he borrowed a little life authority from his brother Vasily.

Just a little bit, probably just a little bit as much as your fingernails are in the sky.

For the average person, these vitality are enough for a person to live a healthy life.

But for that woman, it wasn't enough.

This woman is like a bucket full of holes, and the vitality is constantly flowing from her body.

Until this time, the first generation ancestors did not know why the couple who should have been strong were so fragile when they died.

Didn't even react to his attack.

The ancestors of the first generation gradually got used to the existence of this woman.

He also gradually got used to borrowing some vitality from his younger brother at regular intervals.

For Vasily this is no loss whatsoever.

Because the life force that leaked from this woman will come back to him.

It's just that Vasily also gets bored, because every once in a while he needs to see his brother who doesn't really like him very much.

This cycle of cycles continued until Vasily and the first ancestors parted ways because of disagreements about their ideas.

From that moment on, the ancestors of the first generation began to continuously pursue the position of their younger brother.

And Vasily is constantly trying to escape from his brother's gaze.

It went on for many years.

Until Vasily met an archangel!

Balance Archangel Ytherael!

Ytherel was able to help Vasili escape the pursuit of the First Ancestors.

The method is very simple, just change Vasily's own balance.

It's that simple.

At least for Ytherael, it's pretty simple.

So Vasily changed.

There has been a change in the cognition of one's own "human" and the balance of being a "human".

From this moment on, the ancestors of the first generation could no longer pursue the position of their younger brother by means of breath perception.

But it's like the name of the first ancestor.

Bourkessel, "The Beloved of Fate".

He was always able to find who he was looking for.

He was always able to do what he had to do.

Everything stems from the love of fate.

But Vasily has made a choice!

From the moment he was able to blur the difference between man and animal, from the fact that his balance as "man" was altered.

Vasily looked more and more like a beast.

The first time the two brothers met, the first ancestor just wanted to borrow a little life as usual.

Vasily felt only as if he had been hurt.

When that little bit of life passed from the leaking barrel, and back to Vasily.

Vasily felt only that it was a miracle brought about by the life of the beast.

Life will return to its "perfect" state...

Vasily never asked his brother why he had to borrow so little of his life.

Then wait for life to come back to him, and then borrow it again.

For a sane "person", he knows that he is not hurt.

But for a "beast", he has been hurt by his own brother.

The consciousness of "man" and the consciousness of "beast" began to interfere with each other.

Then the beast gradually won!

Immediately afterwards, it became extremely difficult for the first-generation ancestors to borrow a little life!

Vasily is not weak, at least for the first ancestors, Vasily is not weak at all!

As naturally powerful Nephalems, every one of them except Rathma.

All have the power to rival the archangel.

So the matter of borrowing life force became even more difficult.

When the first-generation ancestor borrowed his life, he had to consider the time he lost in battle.

Even the borrowed vitality is still a drop in the bucket for Vasily.

But Vasily, as a beast, could not stand the process.

In this case, Rasma learned to be a teacher!

He met Ithril, the Archangel of Balance!

At that time, Rasma, who was only able to rival high-ranking angels, gained the power to rival the archangels.

The price is that the balance of life and death is changed by Ythril...

For this, he needs vitality!

After I don't know how many years this cycle has been going on.

Vasily finally became a beast.

Even before that, Vasily had left behind his own blood. UU reading www. uukanshu.com

In the dense forest, a group of civilizations called Druids are multiplying...

But Vasily has become a total beast.

He began to think from the standpoint of the beast.

Hostile to humans!

When the first ancestor met his younger brother Vasily for the last time, he was seen by the youngest brother Rasma...

When confronted with humans, the beast goes from fearful to hostile.

And when human beings face beasts, they also change from reverence for nature to greed!

The first ancestor made a decision under Rasma's persuasion!

This decision is not hasty!

Vasili's time as a beast is definitely not short!

It was another uncountable period of time!

This decision is a decision after countless struggles between "man" and "beast"!

It was also a decision that Vasily made after he lost his name as a "person"!

With the help of Rasma, the first ancestor killed his younger brother who had forgotten his identity!

The power of life rests in Rasma and his hands.

half each!

The first ancestor's wedding was on that day!

Bourkessel's wedding ring, this legendary commemoration day, is not only his wedding!

It's also the end of Vasily's day!

An anniversary that cannot be said to be full of happiness and beauty!

To this end, Bourkessel forged the ring.

And he paid attention to the power of his half life authority, which was still rusty.

The shape is a little rough.

But it works well enough!

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