Dark Savages Come To the United States - Chapter 978 secret between brothers

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"Well, Rasma~ long time no see."

After Rasma entered the door, Volusk was the first to greet him.

"Well, it's been a long time since I saw each other. From time to time, I regret telling you about death."

Rasma nodded in response.

Bulkesso squinted at Vorusk, well, he knew who told Vorusk about death.

"Cough cough, you know, Bourkesso doesn't really agree with what I did back then. It made me a little embarrassed to talk to me about this topic in front of him."

Vorusk waved his hand, his seat still loose.

Anyway, the current immortal king is not him, and he doesn't care if his image will bring shame to the barbarians.

On the contrary, Bulkesso had already sat up straight when Rasma entered the Temple of the Elders.

"I thought savages should be intimate."

Rasma sneered.

"That's not necessarily true. Who doesn't have a few secrets that can't be seen in this lifetime?"

Volusk's noncommittal tone made Rasma choked on everything he wanted to say.

"Well, I don't think Rasma, you came to Harrogath to catch up, so let's talk about your purpose."

Burkeseau lowered his voice a little so that his words had weight.

"I want to meet my brother because there are some things I have to check with him. Can I talk about what I want to do after I meet him?"

Rasma remained calm.

He respected Bulkassel, not because Bourkessel was the Immortal King, but because Bourkessel now represented the pinnacle of the Nephalem.

"This is a little troublesome. If you had come to Harrogath earlier, you would have seen him. But now he is in the middle of the Holy Mountain of Harrogath."

Vorusk said in a threatening tone.

It's a reminder that he and Rasma have some friendship, but no one knows the extent of the friendship between Volusk and Rasma.

Except for each other, of course.

"It's not good news, but I think Bourkesso should be able to solve this problem.

Heh, honestly this name might just be a name for you guys, but I'm a little uncomfortable calling him that. "

Rasma pretended to be relaxed.

For Rathma, the name Bulkesso is not "the most powerful barbarian", but has a simpler meaning.

That is "brother"!

At this time, calling the barbarian in front of him, who was somewhat unfamiliar to him, by the name "Bulkesso" made Rasma somewhat awkward.

"I don't care what name you call me, your brother can talk to you in the air if you want.

Of course, if you choose a less respectable way to face the barbarians, you may be able to meet your brother in the holy mountain of Harrogath. "

Burkeseau's words were also threatening.

Rasma's style has always been somewhat chaotic.

Although all Nephalem knew that this guy acted from Nephalem's position most of the time, he must have his own mind.

It was impossible for Bulkasso to be unguarded against Rasma.

As for whether he would call Bourkesso at this time by the name that no one had been calling, it was not very likely.

After all, that name only appeared for a while when Bourkesso was still confused.

"I want to ask my brother how much he knows about our parents that I don't know."

Rasma lowered his head slightly, as if asking this question took a lot of his energy.

"Tsk, then should we avoid it?"

Vorusk was a little provocative, of course he didn't mean to avoid it.

"That's not necessary. This is not the territory of our two brothers. As the masters here, there is no reason for you to make room for us."

Rasma's voice was not loud.

"My brother, your voice just now reminded me of the time when you could only snuggle by your mother's side."

The voice of the first ancestor sounded.

"I can say I was ignorant during those years, and it should be the best time for me."

Rasma said with a smile, but his smile at this time was a little gloomy and terrifying.

Rasma's smile was of course sincere, but when he was mature, he looked gloomy no matter what expression he made.

"I once considered from the mother's position why she did this to you, and the only reason I could think of in the end was that a mother wanted to experience the feeling of human parenting.

You know, we are born strong. "

The voices of the first ancestors also carried some reminiscence.

The term used to be a mixed blessing for most people, even for the original Nephalem.

"So I should be born weak? It's not fair, my brother."

Rasma complained like she was coquettish to her brother.

Both Bulkesso and Vorusk, who were watching, felt a little uncomfortable, even though they could understand the feelings of Rasma and the first ancestor.

But this kind of picture is somewhat irritating to the eyes.

"I know, but you also have something that we don't have. You must know that when I understand what my feelings are and act according to my feelings, my age can no longer be accurately described by me.

But you are different, you understand a lot of things early because of your weakness. "

The voice of the first ancestor was sighed.

"I'm taking the liberty to interrupt. If you two plan to spend a few months reminiscing about the old days, I think I might leave first."

Bourkessel's words were not polite.

He knew that time was of little value to the original Nephalems.

They could spend years sitting side by side on a mountain peak looking at the foggy sky.

It is also possible to talk about a certain period of one's own years that has been too long for other Nephalems.

But Burkeseau had no such time as a bystander.

"Okay, irascible immortal king."

Rasma sneered, and it was hard to say whether he disdained the existence of Bourkesso because of his long life.

Bulkasso frowned, and although he was a little unhappy, he did not intend to fight Rasma in this place.

The aftermath of the battle will make the Sanctuary of the Elders tattered. This is a place that has been repaired by generations of people, and Bulkesso does not want to face reconstruction here.

"The secret that exists in our mother? It may not be a secret anymore, at least I think the Immortal King over there has guessed some.

Rasma, you just don't want to believe that your mother who took care of you growing up and found you a great teacher might not be good to you out of love. "

The first-generation ancestor said with self-deprecation.

How genuine is Lilith's feelings for her children?

Even the ancestors of the first generation are somewhat uncertain about this issue.

Lilith always behaved coldly, like a work of art made of flesh and stone.

But she also really paid for her children, and this was what troubled the first generation of Nephalem.

"I guess there's still love? I can't imagine a strong mother betraying the Burning Hell without love and then coming together with my father."

Rasma frowned, but at this time he no longer had any eyebrows.

"You had the highest status in the Sanctuary back then. I discussed with Vasily whether it was because of the guilt that my mother felt for you.

In fact, the fact that Nephalem has infinite potential, mother should have noticed from you. "

The first ancestor spoke slowly.

"Because I don't want to be as strong as you, but I have gained strength similar to or even beyond yours through learning?"

There was a bit of bitterness on Rasma's face.

"Rasma, I respect what you have done for Sanctuary."

Burkeseau said suddenly.

"Shut up! Uldyssian!"

Rasma snarled at Bourkesall, and he called out the name of the Nephalem.

"I'm not corrupted yet, so it's too early for you to enlighten me!"

Rasma continued, but his tone was calming down a little.

"Well, if you're corrupt, I won't enlighten you. Also, I'm Bourkesso now, and I bear your brother's name.

When the barbarian speaks the name 'Bourkessel', he no longer even imagines the glory of your brother! Instead, it reminds me of how I defeated one **** demon after another. "

Burkeseau said with a bit of dissatisfaction.

honor? This is probably the only thing the Nephalems can pursue to satisfy themselves in a place like Sanctuary.

"I know, so please shut up? Of course, I'm not here to find fault with you, but if I fight, I won't be afraid!"

Rasma was a little tougher, but the essence of what he said was still soft.

"Bulkesso, we're just listening, give them some time."

Vorusk persuaded.

"I know, but I don't really want to know how much misfortune Nephalem suffered when he was born."

Bourkesso moved a little irritably, and this very upright sitting position made him a little uncomfortable.

Vorusk gave Bourkessel a menacing look, and Bourkesso sighed and sat still on the throne again.

"Rasma, our mother's purpose is not simple, you should know."

The first ancestor sighed and said.

"I know, but her love for me and her use of Nephalem are facts, what do you think I should do?

Put on the cloak that hides my face again? You probably forgot, it was made by the mother out of her skin that gathered knowledge and authority.

The reason is that I, who are so weak compared to you, will not reveal my identity and appearance.

I got my mother's love, and I don't care if that love is pure or not! "

Rasma's tone was a little strong.

Burkesso and Volusk couldn't help but want to sigh.

Rasma probably got all of Lilith's few loves.

At the time of the original sin war, the cloak on Rasma that showed different expressions according to his mood changes was the incarnation of authority!

"I think your misunderstanding about your father probably only started at that time, right?"

The first ancestor said slowly.

"My father saw our strength and potential as much as our mother, and he wanted us to survive, so he chose to use the World Stone to weaken the power of the Nephalem."

The first ancestor said these words very slowly, as if he was giving Burkesso and Vorusk a time to understand.

"As an ant, you can only live by relying on high-level heaven and burning hell? Brother, don't say you would approve of this approach."

Rasma sneered at this remark.

"Actually, my father was right too."

The tone of the first generation ancestor once again brought self-deprecation.

"Although Vasily's death was my hand, Vasily's body obviously has traces of the power of the archangel.

And Yin Su, and your other brothers and sisters..."

The first ancestors were sighing.

"Just because your power threatens their status?"

Rasma asked.

"I can't guarantee it, but there should be a reason for this, right? Don't you feel the balance left on the Holy Mountain of Harrogath?

For all the glory that Burkeseau has taken away from the name, it is nothing compared to the proof he has found for me!

I am content to take all the glory of the name 'Bourkessel' as a stepping stone to his glory, because I have finally found an enemy. "

The tone of the ancestors of the first generation became a bit hideous.

As part of the balance of authority passed through the holy mountain of Harrogath, the First Ancestors finally identified the man behind Vasily's gradual transformation into a beast.

The balance archangel, Yin Seriel, was finally exposed.

Although Yin Seriel has guessed the ending with a high probability, and is even ready to meet the revenge of the first generation of ancestors.

But he probably didn't think that the first person who would take revenge on him was not the barbarian, but Rasma.

"I see, so I did wrong my father.

It just doesn't mean that the father did nothing wrong. "

The corners of Rasma's mouth rose, this is his expression after being angry.

He doesn't care about these little actions, and his brothers and sisters have never seen them.

Because of the cloak made of the skin of the incarnation of knowledge!

"He did a lot of wrong things, after leaving the high heaven, Inarius still can't forget that he is an angel.

Our mother wanted to use our power to rule the world after seeing it, and our father just wanted to save our home. "

There was a little sadness in the voice of the first ancestor.

"So he chose to weaken our power and make Nephalem like a beast that can only survive on the breath of angels and demons?"

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"Perhaps he didn't expect that Sanctuary would one day appear in the sight of High Heaven and Burning Hell, probably..."

The words of the ancestors of the first generation have no confidence at all.

"Can the angel of fate not know the future?"

Rasma asked.

Inarius knew fate, and of course he knew what would happen to his actions.

Even if he wanted to rebel against fate, that wasn't the reason he put all the Nephalem at the table!

"He may know, or he may have seen the expectation of a turning point?"

The first ancestor sighed.

"Those who want to resist destiny actually rely on their own power to know their destiny.

How could he possibly rebel against fate itself? "

Rasma sneered.