"Although you and those guys will be angry.

But the fact is, those three guys are the most talented savages I've ever seen.

Although you were pretty good back then, you were just not the guy I was waiting for to realize my long-cherished wish.

Frankly speaking, does the position of the third ancestor have no other benefits besides being a yoke?"

The faces of the first generation ancestors were all crowded together.

The position of the third ancestor is not a shackle in itself.

That is also a kind of protection!

In the years after the Holy Mountain was blown up, the ancestral spirits gathered at the Holy Mountain of Harrogas had no way of joining the battle.

But the three ancestors are an exception!

Even if they died in battle.

Their souls can also be summoned by the Ancestral Summoning skill.

The three ancestors are the gatekeepers of the holy mountain and the protectors of the barbarians.

This is not without any benefits.

"I know there are benefits to it.

But if it was just for this, then Madoc would not choose the ending of self-destruction.

I want to know what this battle prophet saw earlier than us!"

Bulqueso's tone became a little more serious.

Although the ancestors who were watching all started to think along the lines of Bulcaisuo's question.

But they unanimously remained silent.

"Madoc is the seed I am most optimistic about.

He may have just seen the despairing part.

It's a pity that he didn't see further into the future."

The expression on the first generation ancestor's face became even weirder.

He suddenly had the feeling that he was being tortured by Bulcaisu in place of his father.

"Then what should I have for lunch?"

Bulqueso said with a provocative look.

Now it was the first ancestor's turn to be speechless.

"Destiny is unpredictable."

"But fate is dead, his son did it himself."

Bulqueso raised his head and took a sudden sip of wine.

At this time, the ancestors around him learned that Inaris had died.

"Rasma was just deceived."

The first generation ancestors still wanted to explain something.

“But he was very neat when he struck.

Even I didn't react at the time.

I still want to ask, who was the idiot who told him this was the way to defeat fate?"

Bulquesso has restrained himself from using the relatively mild curse word "brainless" to describe him.

According to his habit, only a series of non-heavy swear words can express his emotions at this time.

Rasma's neat scythe changed not only the outcome of fate.

There are also many plans of Bulquesso.

"Okay, if you insist on me saying that name, I'll just say it.

Malthael, Archangel of Wisdom Malthael.

My brother has been fooled by Malthael for a long time.

Even when Malthael stood up and planned to destroy all existences related to demons,

That idiot Rathma is still thinking of ways to help Malthael."

The first generation ancestor looked helpless.

Regarding Rasma's matter, he really felt a strong sense of powerlessness.

"Didn't that fool realize that he was more worthy of Malthael's death than the other Nephalem?

In terms of blood relationship, he is one of the original Nephalem.

If we look at the relationship with the devil,

He is also the one closest to Lilith!

What on earth did this bastard think that he would help Malthael?"

Cassius, who was watching, finally couldn't hold it back and started asking a series of questions.

"how could I know?

Father favors the barbarians, not me!"

The first generation ancestors finally became impatient.

"So you can't see the future?

Didn’t you say that you were also favored by fate?”

Bulcasso took another sip of wine.

At this time, Bulquesso was quite patient.

“The favor of fate is not limited to seeing the future.

Not every prophet of the barbarians can see the picture like Madoc, right?

In fact, most prophets can only hear a few words from their father."

The expression of the first generation ancestor became even more distorted.

"I understand, the prophet can see whatever Inaris wants people to see.

He wants people to hear some of his nonsense, so people can hear it.

Whether it’s accurate or not is another matter, right?”

Bulcasso had already finished the bottle of wine in his hand.

He stuffed the empty wine bottle back into his backpack and looked seriously at the first ancestor in front of him.

"My father doesn't lie.

So you don’t have to think about whether he intentionally misled your prophet.”

The first generation ancestor appeared a little embarrassed.

The presence of the Prophet has been of great importance to the barbarians for countless centuries.

Although in many important matters, the prophets did not actually give any good solutions...

Most of these guys are just a group of mouthpieces...

Just like Madoc, he can know the process and result of the battle before the battle.

But all the battle processes and results he saw were lost to Bulkesso...

So he chose not to fight Bulcaisel...

This way of presenting cause and effect doesn't look like everything is predestined at all.

Could it be that fate's arrangement for Madoc is a kind of matryoshka doll?

I wanted to fight Bulcaisuo, but all I saw were failures, so I didn't fight Bulcaisuo.

Fate dictates that Madoc will not fight Bulcaisel?

If fate had to pay attention to logical relationships when making this arrangement, then this fate would really be a stretch...

"I understand, let's have a party.

Anyway, the fate is now taken by Rasma.

If you want to challenge your fate, just go to him directly.

Anyway, I don’t intend to prove that destiny can be defeated by killing ‘destiny’.

Also, do you really think Rathma killed Inaris?
To be continued...