At this time, his eyeballs seemed to be filled with fog composed of cracks!

The body he was using at this time was indeed on the verge of reaching its limit.

"I am still alive and I don't think there is any need to change my body."

Bulkesso frowned.

Every expression Worusk makes at this moment will turn part of his body into ashes.

Every movement Bulcaisso made at this time would cause anger to spurt out from the cracks in his body.

"Barbarians are never people who know how to cherish their own bodies. Look at your body that is riddled with holes right now.

Your anger and your spontaneity have reached their limit.

Burning your own authority with anger? How did you come up with such a thing?"

Warusk joked.

"The power of nature is so vast that not even the Nephalem can fully control it.

And I am just allowing myself to master more nature.

I have a feeling that archangels and demons are not the biggest difficulties we need to encounter."

Bulkesso said casually.

In this place where multiple forces merge, he can say anything.

The barrier Li Min built outside could even block the observation of fate.

It's just that the shielding is from the outside in.

"I'm not asking you to change your body, but I'm asking you to do something with the forging you're best at lately.

Since you can use your body as a furnace, then turn my body into materials.

Then repair your broken furnace which is not even tight enough.

I am also a stag, but after today is over, you will be the only stag that exists."

Warusk laughed dryly.

Then his chin and throat completely turned into ashes and fell to the ground.

The body he is using at this time is an entity created by the fusion of soul and the power of the Holy Mountain.

The collapse of this body means that his soul is about to disappear!

"You always make your own decisions."

Bulcasso said in a strange tone, which seemed to be a little compassionate.

"I just made a choice, as for my body...

You first need to put on my armor.

My armor was forged by Kanai and a group of skilled craftsmen for me back then.

It was just in the last session that I did something interesting.

The energy circuits in my legendary suit are drawn with my blood.

This means that a stag wearing my armor can fully use my legendary power.

Except for my favorite weapon, the gravel hammer."

Warusk used the power of his soul to stir up energy and vibrate and said.

"The gravel hammer you are holding in your hand does not seem to be the one you were carrying before."

Bulqueso said.

As the best blacksmith, Bulcaisel had long distinguished the differences in the weapons in Volusk's hands.

"I gave my original weapon to Gruchak, he will be stronger."

Warusk said.

"Let's go on to talk about how you should find my body. You must first put on my legend..."

"So, you have been waving your own body in battle before?"

Burquesso interrupted directly...

Warusk wanted to laugh again, but he no longer had a chin or throat.

The gravel hammer in his hand turned into a stiff corpse!

"There was no fighting, just teaching a few young people.

All Nephalem must rely on their own bodies when using their authority, and I am no exception.

In order to keep Hyrab and the others alive, I had no choice but to use my own body as a weapon.

Who would have thought that there would be an opportunity to help you fill this broken furnace of yours?"

Warusk said.

His eyes had turned into ashes at this time, and something like a fire snake transformed from the energy of the Holy Mountain spread out from all the gaps in Warusk's body!

Warusk also did not expect that Bulkesso would have seen through the location of his corpse at a glance.

This somewhat surprised him.

Originally, he wanted to use these words to tell Bulcasso the last joke of his existence.

"Hurry up and give me the ending I want in my last moment of existence.

I have crushed enemies all my life, and the most powerful opponent can only be one who is evenly matched.

I really want to feel what it feels like to be completely crushed."

Warusk urged.

His body has reached its limit at this time, and he will not be able to exist for long.

"I would rather watch you disappear little by little than be broken by me.

When I get out, I will tell them that you were crushed by me and passed away contentedly."

Bulqueso said hesitantly.

His words rarely became choppy.

"Asshole, I never care what they think.

I am the most selfish immortal king! I just want to be happy!"

Warusk shouted anxiously.

"You just want to piss me off?"

Warusk suddenly reacted.

"You played a joke on me at the end of my life? It's really your fault.

Okay, I'm ready.

Let me disappear, and then take my power to build a better world in your opinion.

Although I have no confidence in you on this matter."

Warusk breathed out a sigh of relief.

As he breathed, his chest also turned into ashes.

Volusk had no intention of using any remnants of his soul to help Bulkesso.

Although doing so can also provide a lot of help to Bulkesso.

For example, he replaced his sealed fears and memories to maintain the integrity of Bulcaisuo's soul.

The reason why he doesn't want to do this is simple, because Bulcasso is just Bulcasso, not a suture monster.

Doing so would affect the uniqueness of Bulkatho's soul and the superior existence itself.

"I can't think of any suitable way to say goodbye to you.

Your departure was as hasty as Kanai's."

Bulcasso said silently.

"I have an idea that might interest you."

Burcasso said suddenly.

While speaking, he also took out the prototype of the legend he had forged!

"I hope your soul can be integrated into this legend, although it is not the image of a heavy hammer that you like.

But I am willing to let your soul reside in this legend."

Bulcaisel raised the heavy blade in his right hand and said.
To be continued...