$331 Souls of Warriors Jorez and Rorschach

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

Bulcaisel asked Leiko next to him.

When Vader was telling that story, Leiko had already appeared not far away.

As for Bulkesso, he was silently paying attention to what was going on here.

Vader is a good and trustworthy guy, but it's no longer a secret that Vader has secrets.

Do you suspect a dead man of having any thoughts that he shouldn't have?

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

"Can fate really be escaped? What do you think? Bulcaisel?"

Leiko asked softly, holding her arms in front of her.

Seeing Vida's ferocious and crazy look, Leiko couldn't bear it.

But a veteran warrior who has experienced many battles will not put his kindness where it shouldn't be.

Even though Vida was the Joe Ritz that she longed for.

The warrior she had loved her whole life.

So what if Joe Ritz defeated fate once?

The magnitude of the power of fate cannot be understood by those who have never experienced it.

Joriz has never left the control of fate, but Leiko can no longer tell Vader what she saw.

Help Leiko defeat fate?

Even Warusk had never had such arrogant thoughts.

In front of Bulkesso and the others, Vader, or the surviving warrior Joriz, was already standing in front of Rorschach.

A simple wooden stick in his hand struck Rorschach's head with a loud cracking sound.

How powerful can a barbarian ancestor who was once called a warrior possess?

It may be difficult to measure, but at least it can easily crush Rorschach's head.

Even though Rorschach is the most powerful among the recruits, he is still far behind those ancestors.

Too weak.

Even if Joe Ritz’s hand is just a simple wooden stick that can be seen everywhere.

"You just watch your heir die like this? And then wait for the next such person to appear in front of you?"

Leiko closed her eyes, as if she couldn't bear to look directly at him anymore.

It was a strange feeling to see her lover doing stupid things for her.

But emotion doesn't control Leiko's thoughts.

Even though Leiko has relieved herself of her heavy responsibility.

"We have a pact with death."

Bulcaisel spoke softly.

Leiko can know this, this is something only the strong can know.

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

Death has made it clear that she will not take away any soul related to the barbarians, so "one" death may be able to make Rorschach sober.

As for Joriz, who devoted himself to Azmodan for Leiko, he doesn't know the news yet.

Both Vader and Choriz are powerful enough, but they are still a little bit behind.

"You've never been callous before. Bulcaisel."

Leiko followed the direction from which the sound came and spoke to Bulkesso.

There was no urgency, just like how hellos have been for hundreds of years.

"I didn't need to take on so much responsibility before. I just had to slash at the devil every day."

Bulquesso didn't have much to say in defense.

He is different now.

At that time, the sacred mountain of Harrogath was full of barbarians, many of whom were powerful warriors.

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

The only pure savage left alive was Bulcaisso.

Rorschach was his favorite candidate, and he even did not hesitate to give his blood to Rorschach.

But he needs to face death once and use that opportunity to examine his soul.

This was part of Bulqueso's deal with death.

There are some differences between nephalem and ordinary people, at least the radiance of their souls is different.

Rorschach should face this change and learn to adapt.

The price of Bulcasso's deal with death was the severed hand bone. The hand bone that Bulcaisso placed on the bedside would be integrated into Leoric's body.

Bulkesso agreed!

Is this like an email address?

Even if it is not suitable for instant chat, it is still possible to convey your thoughts to each other.

Next, this place will belong to a pair of old guys who have been in love for countless years.

Belongs 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 with his help can you master the power of the secret realm."

Johanna came closer and said.

She discovered something interesting.

There were some guys she was familiar with on the Holy Mountain of Harrogas, but they were all hiding.

"Now, you should consider whether to let that Crusader seedling accept your training. The next secret realm is about to begin."

Bulcaisel did not answer Johanna's question.

The answer to this question is obvious, but it cannot be stated.

The Nephalem Tablet and Orek, the ghost of the ancient Nephalem, are not much of a secret.

It's just not the right time to talk about this.

"This secret realm is actually your trap, right? Bulcasso?"

The Ancient One used his magic power to pass a question to Bulkatho.

Bulcasso paused slightly when he heard this.

"Be prepared, there will be a fight between two hell demons and an archangel in the secret realm. We will maintain that battle until the last moment."

Bulcasso said calmly.

It was as if he didn't hear Gu Yi's question.

Ancient Yi lowered his eyes and silently followed Bulcaisuo.

A vast secret realm?

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

This is not what normal people think.

trap?

Perhaps so, but what purpose does Bulcaisso set up this trap for?

Gu Yi 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 except for those whose intestines lack certain bacteria, no one would choose to swallow feces.

Because that has no purpose.

Bulcaisuo must be planning something, but Gu Yi doesn't know it.

What can Bulcasso calculate?

Of course it would only be the devil hiding in the deepest part.

If that guy is not dealt with, all prospects for the future will be in vain.

Diavolo is good at this.

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

A soul is slowly emerging.

Harrogath will shelter the souls of all barbarians, but this kind of protection is not very tenable among the ancestors.

Joriz looked at Rorschach in front of him with red eyes.

"You are dead now."

Joriz said dryly.

Then he sat directly on the ground.

He is waiting for Bulcaisel to arrive!

Rorschach's death will definitely alarm Bulcasso, and Choriz has fulfilled his promise to the Demon King of Hell.

That part of Leiko's soul will be freed in the dark soul stone on Bulcaisel's forehead.

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

A dead man cannot bear the responsibility of Bulcasso.

The death of Rorschach will once again eliminate the hope that Bulkeso saw.

For this reason, Joe Ruiz was even prepared to be crushed directly.

It's just that sometimes, individual will always conflicts with the group.

Leiko chose the continuation of the barbarians, while Joriz chose Leiko's integrity and freedom.

"This is the first time I have appeared in such a posture. Is my body still moving? Can I still be rescued?"

Rorschach looked at Joe Ritz in front of him and felt very embarrassed.

A ghost had just killed him a moment ago, and his body had its head shot and was being whipped on the floor on the side.

Then the two souls met again under this circumstance.

Of course, Rorschach had not forgotten who his murderer was, so he looked at Joriz in front of him carefully.

"Don't look, I have no intention of hiding it from others. I'm waiting for Bulcasso to arrive."

Joriz dug into his pocket and pulled out a bottle of liquor.

He had just planned to share it with Rorschach and finally realized something was wrong.

"How come you didn't solidify with the help of the Holy Mountain?"

Joriz looked at Rorschach with wide eyes.

"Because his death was expected by Bulcasso, and this time it might make him more sober."

Leiko's voice finally appeared in Qiao Ruizi's ears.

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

"Now, Joriz. You should tell me all the stupid things you have done over the years."

Leiko squeezed Joriz's wrist, and the bursts of abundant power made the briefly corrupted ancestor feel palpitations.

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

I have never seen Joriz and Leiko get angry even once.

I have never seen Reiko bossing around Joriz.

This is of course not because Joriz couldn't beat Leiko.

For savages, love is love, and feelings always come with great vigor, but they will eventually leave.

Therefore, a little restraint between each other and maintaining a moderate distance are the best ways to slow down the flow of love.

Every day Joriz and Leiko get together is like the day they express their affection.

"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 did not have such advanced magic power yet, making snowballs like an old ghost on the Holy Mountain. , digging holes and the like.

I could only look at my diary, which was soaked in my own brain, which was a little damp and even a little disgusting.

Leiko and Joe Ruiz ignored Rorschach, leaving only Rorschach's lonely soul and his body for company.

It takes a little reason to look at oneself, and loneliness will allow a person to better look at everything about himself.

Let his soul be with his body and reflect.

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

Bulkesso had already made plans, and nothing would happen unexpectedly.

…

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

Constantine adjusted his suit and said excitedly.

"Professional deception? I already regret looking for you."

Spider-Man simply took off his hood.

He ate the barbecue and spoke in a muffled voice.

"I just went out to investigate specific information, but I didn't expect to encounter a battle directly. Believe me, I am professional."

Constantine said, slapping his chest.

Then he pointed at Thor and Hela who just passed by them.

"For example, I know those two! One is Thor, the God of Thunder in Asgard, and the other may be Sif? Anyway, there are only a few women around Thor."

Constantine was talking nonsense.

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

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

Damn it, Hela, the goddess of death, and Thor, the god of thunder, held hands and walked over in an intimate manner!

Peter Parker remembered that Thor on his side had a lot of resentment towards Hela.

"I'm starting to doubt your professional status now. I know the lady over there. She's not Sif at all, but Hela!"

Peter Parker tugged at Constantine's tie, shaking him and shouting.

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

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

He immediately reached out and held down Spider-Man's arm, but facing an out-and-out extraordinary human being, he didn't have enough strength to stop this from happening.

"I said, I found some information about Jin Bin that you mentioned."

Constantine finally took out something useful in exchange for his own safety.

His voice attracted Rumlow's attention.

"explain!"

Luke held down Spider-Man's arm and spoke concisely.

"Lord Skyhammer! A servant of the God of Fear, Kull! Does Kingpin have golden markings on his body and a huge hammer?"

Constantine tried to be concise and to the point.

His tie felt the power coming from Luke.

His somewhat overwhelmed spine made bursts of friction, making him look very embarrassed.

"Balza, speak!"

Luke turned around and asked the head hanging next to him, his tone stiff.

Compared to Constantine, he still trusted some of the gifts given to him by Bulcasso.

"When I was alive, I was just a demon! Where could I go to see Lord Tianhammer!"

Balza's jaw bone kept shaking, and that was all the useful information.

He planned to use this period of time to have a good talk with Constantine, so a lot of hell slang came out like flying.

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

"Balza, curse people with the most vicious devilish words!"

Luke felt a little excited. He thought he had discovered some big secret.

The Skull of Balza reluctantly followed Luke's will and continued to spit out the fragrance.

"Can this thing still be used like this?"

Jessica leaned next to Luke and asked with curiosity.

"I'll try again."

Luke said with a smile:

"Balza, sing me a RapGad!"

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

"Well, I can only tell you what I know."

Balza explained reluctantly.

He had a feeling this would give Luke some damn idea.

"Okay, I get it! When we get home, I will buy you the best Walkman! Then you have to learn all the songs on the tape for me!"

Luke said excitedly.

Jessica felt something.

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

"Of course, I think I was almost too impressive when I came out! Maybe it would be nice to have some background music."

Luke responded to Jessica with a smile. The two people's thinking circuits were somewhat similar.

"Hey guys, I want one like this too. At least someone can remind me when I drop my equipment."

Matthew said hesitantly.

A monkey in the distance spit out a fruit core on the ground with disdain.

"That guy named Captain Steve, come out!"

Johanna stood not far away and shouted to the group of people.

She didn't have time to ask about the location of the Crusader seedlings one by one. She just hurriedly asked the guy's name in Bulcasso and came directly.

Obviously what Bulcasso said was not that clear, or Johanna, who was in a hurry, did not remember what Bulcaisso said.

"This one's here again."

Luke whispered.

They were not familiar with Johanna. Even if they had met her twice before, they were not familiar, so in Johanna's voice, they all behaved like little chickens.

"I'm probably the person you're looking for, but my name is not Captain Steve, my name is Steve Rogers."

Steve stood up in confusion, raising the arm holding the shield high.

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

"It's you, come with me! I heard Bulqessor said that you are very suitable for the power of the Crusaders."

Johanna said hurriedly.

Most of the Crusaders do things in a hurry.

Came on horseback, rode away.

On the ground were either demon corpses or materials that they were too lazy to pick up.

"The Crusaders?"

Tony repeated the word with some doubt.

Wayne on the side remembered the name deeply in his heart.

"Professionals, tell me about the Crusaders."

Spider-Man grabbed Constantine's tie and said.

He looked at Steve with a little worry.

Steve was a noble man, but Spider-Man felt that Tony was closer to Steve than to Steve.

"How would I know? It's like I don't know what the barbarians are. Who knows where you came from."

Constantine picked up a sharp object from his side and cut off his tie, and finally got free.

He lay on the ground, mumbling.

"The Crusaders are also one of the powers of the Nephalem, so don't think about it for now. Do you want to work part-time after becoming a barbarian?"

Maddock appeared stealthily not far away, explained a few words casually and left again.

His actions were a bit deliberate, but no one present cared about it.

The ancestors had been bored for a long time, and they were very curious about all the new things.

They were just used to it.

…

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

Jorez said with some embarrassment, his two rough hands folded in front of him, looking a little embarrassed.

It was difficult for him to remain the same in front of Leiko.

Especially after staying on the Holy Mountain for such a long time as Vida.

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

Leiko looked at Jorez in front of her without changing her expression, and lay directly in her hut.

A bear skin was spread on a stone bed, and it was no longer visible under the influence of time.

The chair was just a round log, and the table was the same.

There was nothing else in the room, just like the wedding room of Leiko and Jorez back then.

"Really? How could I forget that you can trace all the secrets of the past, so tell me, did I really defeat fate by doing this?"

Jorez was not a fool, and he had learned too much from Leiko's words.

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

"After you 'died', at the moment when Vida had not appeared, you had overcome fate."

There was no wave on Leiko's face.

In the days after Jorez's "death", Leiko had searched for Jorez's traces from fate more than once.

But there was no picture of Jorez in fate again.

"It seems that my approach is promising. It's just that your soul is still in the dark soul stone."

Jorez said a little disappointed.

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

But what Jorez is worried about now is not this, but how the ancestors on the holy mountain will face him.

For their own goals, they damage the collective interests.

This approach has always been classified as wrong.

"Tell me, Jorez, what did you see inside the dark soul stone?"

Leiko did not respond to the previous question, but asked about the things in the dark soul stone with a serious look.

"You know, fate will never let you out of control."

Joeriz was serious for a rare time, and then looked deeply at Reiko in front of him.

That face was a memory that he could see but could not touch for thousands of years.

That was the beauty that a warrior's soul could only recall in dreams when avoiding the eyes of fate.

But now, Joeriz needed to confirm some things.

"I have completed the contract with Azmodan, your soul is free, and I can't do another thing that hurts everyone."

Joeriz's tone was firm and fearless.

The corrupt breath that had been displayed from him before finally disappeared.

A broken soul of Azmodan plus the corruption of Andariel can control Joeriz, a warrior, for a long time?

That's unrealistic.

You have to know that Joeriz was blessed by the Holy Mountain of Harrogath at that time.

In front of Volusk, the Immortal King, and Bul-Kathos, the destined Immortal King!

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

They can only set the trigger type of corruption in some pre-set scenes.

For example, when Rorschach is alone.

"Tsk, Jorez. If you had hesitated for a moment when you smashed Rorschach's head, I would have believed you.

But what qualifications do you have to make me believe that you will not hurt others again?"

Raiko looked at Jorez in front of her.

Raiko, who stood on the holy mountain for a long time after her death, has never changed.

She exists because of obsession, and she stubbornly refuses to accept all changes because of obsession.

But Jorez is different!

He escaped the control of fate that year, and then lived as Vida for those long years.

Jorez now is no longer the same as the warrior at the beginning.

"You are not as pleasing to my eyes as Canuk now, Jorez!"

Raiko said a little tiredly.

She lay directly on the bed that could no longer be seen.

The heavy armor made a loud noise, and Raiko was ready to deal with Jorez's soul personally.

"Was my return also foreseen by you? Or have I always been tumbling in the hands of fate?"

Joriz said calmly.

An unknown aura once again appeared on his body.

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

"Destiny hasn't chased me into this world yet, but I said that when Vader appears, you will have returned to destiny's sight."

Leiko slowly closed her eyes and said casually.

"Can fate be defeated? Leiko! Tell me, can fate be defeated?"

Joriz's voice became louder every time, but he still stood in his original position.

"What kind of person needs to defeat fate? And what kind of person can talk about fate?"

Leiko said with a charming smile.

"Destiny! Most of the time it is the humble words of the strong and the excuse of the cowardly. When did you see Bulcaisel ask me about fate? When did you hear that Volusk would believe in an invisible and intangible thing? Something? Knowing my fate is just my escape.”

Leiko said with some self-mockery.

Faced with the important task of continuing the survival of the barbarians, Leiko needs a pillar of support.

So she chose her fate.

Warusk's actions brought the barbarians to the most dangerous edge, and Leiko was the strongest person of that era. Apart from herself, she had only those illusory things to rely on.

"So now! Are you free!?"

Waves of dark brown breath circulated on Joriz's face.

What will happen next will determine whether Leiko will personally end this disgusting conspiracy of the Hell Demon!

…

"Rorschach, Rorschach! Look at this bloody face. You are really a hero."

Rorschach's soul floated quietly in mid-air, talking to himself to his corpse.

It's quite strange, the throbbing of the corpse is normal.

But it's a bit bizarre to have one pumping endlessly.

"You are such a cutie, but now you are starting to comment on your own appearance."

Warusk looked at Rorschach in front of him angrily.

His figure slowly walked out of the shadows, and the sound of iron boots on the ground made Rorschach immediately notice him.

The reason why Volusk is here is very simple, that is, don't let Harrogas pull the fallen souls directly into the Holy Mountain.

Then it's really over.

Even Death himself couldn't bring Rorschach back to his original state.

"I thought you would keep me here until you need me."

Rorschach said casually.

"By the way, Warusk, can you help me pull my diary out of my brain? It's not like I have to copy it again."

Rorschach behaves quite calmly now.