"What's wrong with you?"

Boulkeso glanced at the first ancestor in front of him with his glasses slanted.

“…I TM!”

The first generation of Burkeso couldn't help but swear.

There are really not many savages with good tempers...

"Brother, calm down!"

Rasma stood there and said lazily.

"Why don't you hold me back?"

The first generation Burkeso yelled at Rasma's nose!

"No need, you just have a bad temper and are not a fool.

You can't beat him."

Rasma still looks indifferent.

This manifestation showed signs of a rise in blood pressure in the first generation of Boulkeso.

"So I ask why you didn't hold me back!"

The first generation Burkeso's hands trembled when pointing at Rasma's nose.

The whole person was a little red.

"Are you talking about crosstalk?

Don't bother me if you're fine! I still have some serious things to do!"

Burkeso pulled Inaris off the cross with one hand.

Then you have to open a portal!

"Don't leave now! Let's tell you what you want to ask!"

The first generation Burkeso shouted helplessly.

In addition to the suppressed anger, there was also a bit of grievance in the voice.

He has never suffered such anger in his life, and this time he has gained some knowledge.

"Oh, then you know what I'll have for dinner."

Burkeso dragged one of Inaris's legs and glanced at the first ancestors.

There was disdain in his eyes.

This disdain is because of Burkeso's dissatisfaction with the first ancestor, a guy who restricted his friends' lives.

The three ancestors of the barbarians once chose to climb the holy mountain with a strong sense of responsibility and belief.

But what is the result?

The result is that they all look like fools, and most of their time can only be left as a stone statue.

If you want to see the outside world, you have to use other barbarians to use the skill of the ancestor summoning.

Perhaps the three ancestors did not regret their choice.

But as a friend, it is impossible for Burkeso to assume that nothing has happened to this.

Before he became the Immortal King, he had rebuilt the Holy Mountain.

Then the three ancestors were given relative freedom.

The first ancestor must have been stronger than the Bulkeso at that time, but his approach was so cruel.

For the sake of friends, Burkeso would not have much affection for the first ancestors.

“I’m here to tell you about fate.

Are you sure I can just guess what you have for dinner?”

The expressions of the first ancestors were ridiculous.

He looks like "I can only answer you one question".

"If you guess wrong, I will press you to the ground and beat you up in front of your father!"

Boulkeso's hand was already pressed on the hilt of the knife around his waist.

He has no intention of joking.

This is what he planned to do to Inaris at the beginning.

"Brother, you can't beat him.

So you'd better not talk nonsense."

Rasma put his hands directly into the cuffs.

It was as if this matter had nothing to do with him.

"You are going to beat me with my weapon?"

The glasses of the first ancestors stared like copper bells.

It’s a pity that his glasses can’t shoot lightning-like shrewdness…

Instead, he looks a little silly.

"Bang~bang~"

Two heavy weapons were thrown directly on the ground in front of the first ancestors.

Then Burkeso looks like I let you.

"I'll fight you with your fists.

It just so happens that I'm afraid I'll kill you by accident."

Burkeso used his empty hands to clean his ears.

"Can you put my dad down first?

If you really force him to get angry, the result is that we don’t want to see it.

He almost strangled me to death back then."

The first ancestor let out a long sigh and calmed down his mood.

"Why do I hang your dad back on the cross?"

Burkeso's words hurt a little... although he was really looking for the opinions of the first ancestors.

But for Inaris, Burkeso has no favoritism!

Fate brought to the barbarian prophet, allowing the barbarians to know what they should do early.

But this sad prophet was not happy.

It can even be said to be very frustrated.

"Leave him to Rasma, Rasma will not let him leave.

As for what you want to know, I can probably guess it.

You just want to try to resist fate.

We tried it back then, but the results were not good or bad.

But at least it will give you a reference goal.”

The first ancestor tried to speak in his calmest tone.

"You didn't win, but fate didn't win either.

But I have reason to think that you were far less powerful than me now.

I have collected almost all the authority of the Hell Demon King, although strictly speaking it is just a seed.

But these seeds are merging little by little.

There is also the power given by the archangels to promote this change.

I am not a great demon, nor a combination of archangels.

But if you want, you can call me lord."

Burkeso said a cold joke to show his status by the way.

If it weren't for this cold joke that was not funny at all, the first ancestor might have smiled with relief.

“Our father is a concrete manifestation of fate.

But because he did not choose to be a part of his destiny.

That's why he looks so weak.
To be continued...