"Your Excellency Burkesso, thank you very much for your accommodation.

Now is the time for me to take out my most precious reward.

I have never had only one seed of destiny power. "

Rathma looked calm.

It was as if the anger his brother had radiated against him didn't exist.

"Can you really take it out?

I was going to grab it straight from you.

Although I still have my doubts about fate,

But what Inarius left to you is real. "

Bulkelso's eyes were a little cold.

He understood when Rathma said that he would not pass up the opportunity in Bul Kesso's position.

The necromancer in front of him didn't want to save his father wholeheartedly.

That's why Bulkeso gave the contemptuous insult of "unfilial son of Inaris" when Rathma asked him to name the legend.

It's just that Burkasso can't deny that Inaris' current strength has indeed gone a step further.

The legendary set of the necromancer represented by Rathma,

Each set is a standard legendary with only six pieces of equipment.

But Rathma's strength is not as simple as a simple six-piece equipment legendary suit shaper!

There are a total of five Legendary sets for the Necromancer!

And four of them were shaped by Rathma himself!

"The Incarnation of Targ'Oul" is that Rathma made his teacher his own legend!

"Rathma's Bone Armor" is a legend naturally formed after Rathma integrated his own power!

"The Grace of Inarius" is a legend that Rathma forged from his father's bones!

The "Burning Carnival Ball Costume" was also shaped by Rasma himself, although I don't know what kind of mental journey Rasma is behind this legendary set.

Do it yourself! Four sets of legends!

This is the power of Rathma, known as the ancestor of the necromancer!

Although he was not really the original necromancer, he directly replaced the original necromancer as the priest of Rathma!

Rathma has been able to represent the Necromancer profession!

With the "Benevolence of Inarius" this suit became "The Unfilial Son of Inarius".

After consuming the weapon left by my teacher!

Rathma's strength has become even stronger!

"You two! You owe me an explanation!

Or you plan to use your own blood to explain it to me! "

The anger on the first ancestor has reached the verge of losing control.

A pair of eyes turned blood red, just like Banal who hadn't recovered his reason at that time!

Only about half of the life authority is constantly circulating in his body!

A burst of powerful vitality transformed into a stronger blood energy! Then be ignited by anger!

"Brother, I knew it when I used your soul as my puppet.

At that time, you didn't intend to fight for me, you at least hid most of your strength at that time.

So do you think you can let me give you an explanation when you are so angry now? "

Rathma waved the pale sickle in his hand casually.

The face is full of indifference!

"First ancestor, you are indeed not as smart as you thought.

But yours is the most common savage look.

I am sometimes surprised how you managed to plot against my three best friends. "

Bulkelso made no secret of his contempt for the first ancestors.

This is doing simple personal feuds!

Watching my friend plunge into that irreversible pit.

Bulkelso, who wanted to stop him, had no reason to stop his friend at all.

Are you going to tell your friends that the first patriarch who wanted you to be Defenders of the Barbarians was a scumbag?

Or is it not an honor to be the gatekeeper of the holy mountain?

No, this is an honor!

The three ancestors did not make any mistakes.

It was simply used by the ancestors of the first generation.

"That's our father! Rathma!

What the **** did you do!

Don't talk about the nonsense that your father will be revived in the high-level heaven!

The last time he was able to return, it was because of the 'Inarius' Grace' on you!

But now, you have taken the ownership of this suit from your father's body!

Even an angel bearing the name of Inarius stood before us again!

Can you call him 'Father' in all honesty? ? "

The anger of the first ancestors became more and more uncontrollable.

The environment of the high-level heaven, which has been maintained by the archangels, has been destroyed again!

The anger began to show high temperature, melting all the buildings of unknown materials!

"Brother, apart from your strength, you are only commendable for caring about your family.

But it's like the doubt in your eyes when you are caught by the angel of fate.

After I seized the power and defeated fate a little, you still looked at me with that incomprehensible gaze.

Brother, do you really think that 'father' let go of the hand that pierced your skin and strangled your throat? ? "

There was a bit of grief in Rathma's voice.

Even with a sneer!

He was laughing at his brother!

Laughing at the other party who still believed in his father's love when he was almost strangled by the archangel of fate.

Laughing at the other party for not realizing that it is impossible for his father to appear with the Archangel of Destiny until now!

"It wasn't your father who let you go.

It was the fate that killed my other brothers and sisters!

Because in destiny, you are really easy to use!

Look what stupid things you've done! ? "

Rathma's voice became high-pitched, even a little sharp.

"He and I killed Brother Vasily!

I got a part of my life, you got half of it!

But I didn’t tell you that I don’t even have half of the authority over life I have obtained!

Guess where the missing part of life went!

You watched as archangels and demons conspired against your kind.

With your acquiescence, they even destroyed the World Stone that the barbarians had guarded for countless years!

Do you think it is possible for human beings to kill them if they are qualified to face the real body of the devil king of hell?

How ridiculous!

The Worldstone was never purely to limit the Nephalem!

Instead, it strengthened the barriers of the world!

Make it impossible for the high-level heaven and the burning **** to come to Sanctuary easily!

But what about you?

There is no one in my own ethnic group! His body was turned into pieces by the explosion of the World Stone!

My dear brother Burkesso!

When you stand before this savage who bears the same name as you!

Have you never felt ashamed! ?

What are you guarding! ? "

Rathma's voice became more and more sharp!

The anger of the first generation ancestors is also getting higher and higher!

"Brother, you should change your name.

This Bul-Katho is more of a king of the barbarians than you are now.

And he does far more than you do!

You have been used from beginning to end! "

Rathma's voice turned into grief little by little.

That sadness can even affect the emotions of all beings nearby.

"Rasma, is this what you want to say?

You want me to change my name just because I'm not doing as well as that young man over there?

Since you're asking about these things, I'll just tell you all I know! "

The ancestor of the first generation slowly bent down, and picked up the double knives thrown to the ground by Bulkelso.

Then wipe it carefully with a sleeve made of leather.

"When I killed Vasily, my grief will not be less than yours!

Vasily is a druid, but you don't know that Vasily is turning into a beast little by little!

In his eyes, the beasts are his people, not the druids who present the best food to him!

I don't know whether it was the Burning Hell or the High Heavens that did it to him.

But I noticed that Vasily is being separated from the ranks of nephalem little by little! "

The ancestor of the first generation held up his own double sabers and looked at them carefully in front of his eyes.

Then he nodded in satisfaction, as if he was satisfied with Bulkelso's maintenance of the pair of knives over the years.

"I stood there when Tyrael threw the radiance of the Holy Feather in his hand towards the World Stone.

Look at the cracks on the World Stone!

So dear brother, you tell me!

The World Stone has been broken little by little.

So it is the Archangel and the Hell Demon King who broke through the restrictions and came to Sanctuary faster?

Or is the shackles of nephalem's innate talent broken faster? "

For the first time, sarcasm towards Rathma appeared on the faces of the first ancestors.

Although there is still anger in this sarcasm!

Beard and hair are all Zhang! Flame filled with anger!

"And what you said was that the hand around my throat pierced my skin.

The father who stood before me and lifted me up, why do you think he is the Archangel of Fate and not our father Inaris?

Yes, you were not born at that time.

That's when my father tried to lift me up for the first time.

A clumsy father, and a mother who doesn't know anything.

Our father lifted me up the way he lifted demons.

Yes, you do not know. Because you were not born yet.

When fate strangled me by the throat, you stood behind my father!

You don't see the amazing love in your father's eyes!

Rasma! Do you even know what you did! "

The anger of the first generation of ancestors broke out again!

The crystal corridor of High Paradise was completely incinerated by anger!

The ground turned into magma!

Even the air has been completely consumed.

With every breath, he can only inhale the fiery anger into his body!

"We are the Nephalem!

The child of Lilith of Knowledge and Inarius of Destiny!

We are the sons of Lilith and Inaris!

Also the child of knowledge and destiny!

I don't know where you heard this crooked way!

I also don't want to know why you have to separate your father from the Archangel of Destiny!

When you raised the sickle in your hand, didn't you see the gratified smile on your father's face!

There was even relief in that smile!

Why do you! how dare you!

How dare you not even lower your damned head to look at your father!

Father saw your choice! Only then! He closed his eyes with a smile! "

The muscles on the face of the first ancestor had completely lost control in anger!

Every muscle is trembling for no reason!

Every ounce of skin turned into tidal waves in anger!

"Bulkeso is right!

You are the unfilial son of Inaris!

Father wanted you to be born strong back then!

It's your mother who absorbed all the power that should belong to you!

Vasily they didn't know anything about it, because they were children then!

But I am not a child anymore! I am your brother!

He is the eldest son of Inarius, the angel of fate!

I saw my father weeping silently by the quiet river alone!

Because of his mercy!

Because he couldn't hurt his wife.

So I can't give any more of the origin of the power of destiny to you who are still in the mother's womb!

So, he is crying! "

When the voice of the first generation ancestor reached the last few words, it was already the kind of roar that could resound through the world!

"Father thinks he owes you!

But I know! It is the mother who took away your power!

Vasily noticed the change when you were born!

You underestimated your kind and gentle brother!

Why do you think Vasily gradually moved further and further away from the Nephalem! ?

I don't know who the archangel who intervened in it is!

But the devil meddling in it! It is Lilith of Knowledge that you knelt in front of her!

Do you think that the mother who always takes you with you is the one who really loves you! ?

Do you think that the mother who armed you with knowledge is the one who really loves you! ?

Do you think! How much the mother who gave you to Trag'Oul loved you! ?

Now! Rasma! Tell me who our mother is!

Then tell me who is your teacher, Targ'Oul! "

The wrath of the first ancestors continued to spread.

When it was about to spread to the crystal dome, it was stopped in place by a burst of soft sky blue light!

"Lilith! The head of the demon **** of **** hates the daughter of the demon **** Mephisto.

Trag'Oul, the guardian of the balance of the world, the first person to understand balance..."

Rathma's voice began to fade.

Slowly said these two sentences.

"The daughter of hatred knows how to love, and I admit that mother loves us.

But her love was mixed with hate!

Even with a strong fear that cannot be resolved!

She is terrified of us, terrified of us as her children!

And your teacher, as the first person to understand what balance is.

How do you think he learned about balance?

Could it be! Do you still need me to say the damned name Israel!

tell me! Rasma!

Your vaunted wisdom! ?

What about your bragging wisdom in your mind filled with knowledge and experience! ?

You unfilial son!

You killed our father who loved us selflessly.

But you are my last brother!

I can't wait to tear you to pieces! Then burn it to ashes with endless anger!

Then pile the ashes forever on the ground that everyone will step on!

But because you **** is my last brother!

But I can't kill you, an idiot who has been used countless times!

Your authority is the balance of life and death that has been touched by Izreal!

From that moment on! Your power has been under Yzreal's control from beginning to end!

You idiot are still complacent about it! ?

The power you have obtained is nothing but a handout from Lilith!

It's just an idle move randomly arranged by Tag'Oul and Yserial!

You now! Show me the savage you speak of who deserves the name 'Bulkelso' better than I do!

Then tell me what his eyes mean! "

The ancestors of the first generation stabbed the double sabers into the ground fiercely!

Then he turned his figure towards the direction of the crystal dome!

Rathma turned to look at Burkasso with a dull expression.

The name of that look...is called "ignoring"!

"I want to challenge fate.

But Inaris obviously didn't intend to meet the Archangel of Destiny with me.

Although I am ready to kill him if I have to.

Only I thought you would convince him. "

Bulkelso looked at the ancestor with the same name as himself, and said calmly.

"I thought we'd talk him out too.

But it's like you didn't expect Rathmah to kill him.

I didn't think of that either.

We all thought that Rasma was not so stupid as to be hopelessly stupid.

It seems that our agreement has failed.

But I warn you! Don't hit my brother's idea!

Even if I want to beat him to death right now! Then chop into minced meat! "

The first ancestor didn't even turn his head when he spoke.

At this moment, he was trying his best not to let his tears evaporate from the anger in his eyes.

He is the original nephalem!

Brother of all nephalem!

But he was never omniscient,

So anything he does wrong can have a huge impact.

But he always remembered that he was the last support of his family.

"If you want to cry, I can lend you the Temple of the Elders.

The place on the sacred mountain of Arreat was originally prepared for your peaceful sleep.

Although the current holy mountain is Harrogas, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com I still think you can rest in it.

As for the angel over there, I happen to have a physical need to talk to him about it. "

Bulkeso squeezed his fist.

Then the Immortal King Suit appeared on his body one by one!

Slowly pulled out the delicate and heavy gravel hammer from his hand!

"Now I have only one home, the Holy Mountain."

The anger of the ancestors of the first generation began to calm down a little bit.

"In the house of a savage is only a savage.

I have no abode for the necromancer. "

Bull Casso said casually!

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