He ​​has made up his mind, because the Prius will be punished and will feel the pain!

 That is the price he should bear for what he has done!

Burkeso doesn’t care what he will gain or lose. As long as he has something, he can calmly give it as a gift to a trustworthy partner.

 All he wants is the past.

 Strength is a necessity to maintain justice. Bulcaisel becomes stronger for the sake of justice, not for the sake of becoming stronger and dedicating himself to justice.

Faith is what he relies on to get to where he is today, and everything else is just ancillary.

“But now, it’s time for you to be judged, Prius! No one can provoke the barbarians, and no one can provoke me!”

The battle flag behind Bulcaisso kept ringing under the violent momentum, and the giant hammer in his hand gathered lightning!

 The unkillable thing can be anything, but it is definitely not a human being.

It is the truth of human life that people will die when they are killed.

 To provoke the barbarians is to provoke Bulkesso itself, and vice versa.

 Barbarians are rarely good-tempered, and Bulkesso is no exception.

“Judge me? Who will judge me?”

 The Prius continues to laugh.

 Courage sometimes seems very reckless, and even makes people think that he is roughly like a fool.

 But that’s not the case with the Prius.

 Courage will never be crowned with stupidity, because one is noble and the other is humble!

“The only one who can judge me is the Council of Angris, and the only one who can kill me is death! Why would I do this even if I knew it was a provocation?

 Because I am doing this for your own good!”

Because the Prius sounds boring.

  Sometimes "doing good for you" may not bring goodwill, but the harm caused will be remembered in people's hearts.

 As to how much the barbarians can approve of what Prius said "for your own good", that is not a question that needs to be considered now!

“Because you are courageous, use your courage to bear the consequences! Don’t be like a complaining child!”

The giant hammer in Bulcaisel's hand fell, smashing Imprius' figure to the ground again.

The force used by Bulcasso in this attack was enough to prevent Imprius from showing his body for a long time.

The pain will also give Prius enough time to reflect on whether his approach is appropriate.

“As for who is good to me, I can still tell the difference, because of the Prius.”

Bulkessor released the hammer of judgment, and the heavy sledgehammer fell to the ground, causing a slight tremor on the ground.

 “Is this how you end it?”

 Worusk tugged at his beard, his tone somewhat dissatisfied.

 The fight turned out to be anticlimactic, which made him unmotivated.

He hopes that Imprius can become a little stronger so that he can vent some of the anger he suffered from the angel.

 “Bulkess, this time I won’t say any more!”

　　Mocott lifted Wu Ming from the ground and walked directly away.

 Generally, he likes to be alone.

 Now that Bulcaisel has made the final decision, this is over.

 “Your choice makes me a little disappointed, but I am still relieved.”

Hylab’s anger turned into pure vitality in an instant, completely healing his wounds.

As his anger subsided, Hairab calmed down and said:

“It’s true that Prius can’t be killed, but he probably has a better memory this time.”

Halab said to Bulcasso, and then sat directly on the ground.

“My target will only be the arrogant and self-righteous Tyrell. This time is just a warm-up.”

Cole carried the wrath of Hidden Peak and disappeared from everyone's sight.

"I had expected your stop. Next, you are going to the higher heaven, right?"

Leiko's hoarse voice came. She faced Bulcaisuo and glanced at Rorschach, who was pushed several hundred meters away by the impact of the constant fighting.

"The ceremony has been interrupted, and Rorschach's wavering can no longer be compensated for by confidence."

Burkeso looked at the skeletons that appeared on the ground, his expression a little ugly.

 Buried under the snow of Harrogath are warriors who ignore the past.

 It is not a good thing for these dead people to see the light of day again.

"You seem a little disappointed? Come on, even if he completes that step, he can't stop you. Your strength is not like mine, which all rests on the holy mountain at your feet!"

 Worusk took off the two knives from his waist and put them back into his backpack.

 He will neither die nor disappear. Therefore, the things he keeps are never lost.

“The breath of higher heaven has spread to this world, and now we are short of time.”

Burkeso glanced at Rorschach with a somewhat disappointed look.

This is not Rorschach's fault. Tyrael's existence is too confusing for people who believe in justice.

 After the appearance of courage, Rorschach's wavering on justice became more and more obvious.

Perhaps throwing him into hell and fighting constantly will give him no time to think about other things.

“Yes, you are short of time. But the same goes for archangels.”

The voice of the Prius sounded, but this time he did not appear in the sight of the barbarians.

Since the goal has been achieved, it is not courage to try to provoke the barbarians again, it is stupidity.

Although you won’t die, you will be in pain.

“The existence of this world has overthrown all the plans of you and the Demon King of Hell. Now I am the only one who is at the forefront.”

Burkatho left the Hammer of Judgment where it was.

 As for when Rorschach can muster up the courage to try the inheritance trial himself, it depends on when he can continue to be determined.

 Courage is a beautiful existence, but the courage given by others will always be exhausted one day.

 Courage comes from oneself, hope needs to be given by others.

 “Now, guys! Let’s have a celebration!”

Bulkessor roared loudly, and the holy mountain shook in waves, seeming to agree with Bulkesso's opinion.

“Just for the sake of having your bones dug out and exposed to the sun, and for the glory of the barbarians to be washed away by the pure snow water on the holy mountain! For the barbarians to still fight for justice under the sun!”

 “You are the king now, you have the final say on festivals and so on.”

 Worusk picked his ears and said casually.

　　Except for that once-a-year celebration, the barbarians don’t seem to have any festivals.

“Festival? What a pity, I never like festivals.”

 Leiko left the scene after leaving these words.

 Leiko always stayed away from excitement.

  She is a person who cannot be happy. In order to avoid being depressed and making other people unhappy, she always stays in a deserted corner alone holding her armor.

 “Joriz, how lucky you are to be loved by Leiko.”

 Canook muttered with a somewhat low expression.

His words could not be hidden from the other ancestors, but no one tried to persuade him at this time.

 Sometimes other people's stubbornness is unreasonable, and persuasion has no effect and will only amplify the sadness.

Even if people like Yeats or Mr. Jin Yuelin are obsessed with love, they still end up free and easy.

As for Canuck, this guy has never been very understanding.

“Celebrations? I have to go back to look after the door during every celebration. Can’t I take a day off?”

 Colik, who had nothing to do, complained.

Every celebration was the happiest time for Madoc, because that guy would never guard the gate of the Holy Mountain conscientiously.

 Most of the time, he is the one who takes over the shift.

At this moment, Madoc is guarding Luke, and it seems that the job of guarding the door will fall on him again.

 The recruits on the other side will be a little anxious.
To be continued...