Infinite Heroes Seat

At night, Hagaloth, Mo Wen was walking alone on the spacious street, all around him were silent, except for the torch in the hands of the barbarians who were in charge of the night watch on the wall, almost no other light was seen. The icy wind blew Mo Wen's face, making him feel a cool tingling sensation.

Lifting his head, Mo Wen saw the waiting figure in front of him.

"Captain Kulkek, what can I do if you come out so late? Isn't it because you want to have a fight?" During the day the two had a very unpleasant fight, and they almost fought.

His face was a little green, Kurkek glanced at Mo Wen coldly, and then slowly said, "Are you planning to chase Baal?"

Mo Wen nodded amusedly, "Otherwise, why do you think I have to come here from Curast? I'm not all right, running to the snow-capped mountains to play."

"Play?" Kulkek showed a hint of sarcasm on his face, "Do you think of your hometown like that? You can just come and play when you come back to Hagaloth? If there is no such thing as Baal, have you not planned to go back? Come here?"

Mo Wen frowned, "Captain Kulkek, do you think it makes sense to talk about it now? I'm not here to quarrel with you! If there is nothing wrong, I will go back first, and we will leave early tomorrow morning. Up!"

"You!—" Kurkek's face stiffened, and his hand subconsciously touched the big sword behind him, almost ready to do it, but in the end he took a deep breath and controlled himself.

"I'm here tonight just to ask you one thing, why you want to change your job as a Paladin. Why did you give up your career as a barbarian? Regarding this matter, you--have--did you regretted it?"

With unprecedented solemnity in his eyes. Kurkek said almost every word.

Mo Wen's brows furrowed tighter, and he shook his head, "The reason why I changed my job as a Paladin is only because the barbarian combat position is not suitable for me. I am smaller than the average barbarian and cannot use heavy weapons. And dual wielding great swords, this makes me unable to exert the full power of the barbarian profession. And the facts have also proved that my choice is not wrong. So I can't talk about regrets."

"It's just that?" Kurkek's tone was a little excited, his fists clenched. .

"that is it."

"Because of that little difficulty, you gave up the glory brought to you by your blood. You gave up the tradition that we have adhered to for thousands of years?" Kurkek almost yelled.

"What's wrong with this, choose the most suitable profession and give full play to your strongest strength. I don't think there is anything wrong. What you call tradition is simply bad habits." Mo Wen said flatly.

"Really?" Mo Wen looked plain. Kurkek, who was still a little excited, suddenly calmed down, a little regretful, and a little relaxed. He looked at Mo Wen and said softly, "Sure enough, you don't understand, you don't understand—"

"What do you mean?" Mo Wen felt a little uncomfortable inexplicably.

But the other party did not answer, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes. Kulkek left in strides, leaving only the inexplicable inexplicable where he was.

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The top of Yareite Mountain. A group of people walked slowly in the ice and snow. Kulkek brought bad news. Someone found Baal’s whereabouts on a high ground in Mount Arret. It and its servants were heading towards The World Stone Fortress, if it were to occupy there, then a steady stream of troops would invade the world, so someone must stop it, and what’s worse, the barbarians only discovered at this time that they could enter the World Stone Fortress safely. The token has been secretly handed over to Baal by a traitor, and the fortress that the barbarian has guarded for centuries has opened its doors to the Lord of Destruction.

Walking at the forefront of the team, Bruce is wearing a brand-new battle armor, holding a huge hammer nearly three meters in length. He looks very sturdy and fierce. Just walking there is an invisible evil spirit. Coming oncoming, like a demon king stepping out of a sea of ​​blood.

Barbarian Suit-The Immortal King

The equipment used by Burkasso, the greatest hero of the barbarians, and the most precious holy artifact of the barbarian clan.

Feeling the weight of the legendary equipment on his body, Bruce once again recalled the scene of the night before departure.

Along a winding secret road under the castle, Kulkek led him into a hidden treasure house, where the top weapons built by barbarians in the past are listed, and in this one, put Placed in the middle of all weapons is a hideous, powerful armor, and a huge hammer next to the armor.

He respectfully picked up the erected hammer, and Kulkek solemnly handed it to Bruce.

"Bruce, you are the pride of our barbarian clan, and the strongest warrior in the clan. Now I have handed over the Immortal King's suit to you. I hope you will not insult its glory!"

Bruce had never seen such a solemn expression on Kurkek's face.

Gently squeezing the hammer in his hand, looking at the approaching top of the mountain, looking at the altar on the top of the mountain, Bruce's eyes narrowed slightly, he stared at the three standing statues on the altar, suddenly Turning around, he said to Mo Wen, "Seattle, wait for me to accept the test of the ancients first!"

Mo Wen was taken aback. For countless years, the fortress of the World Stone has been guarded by ancient people. They are the heroic spirits of the three most powerful barbarians.

--Madoch

A warrior prophet holding an axe in each hand. He claimed to be cursed by the illusions of the past and the future. Even before the battle started, he could tell the result of the battle. Is there any weird person in this world who is crazier than him?

He became famous in the northern continent for his talent for imagination. People follow him, follow him wherever he goes. He became a legend, a warrior prophet. However, when Maddock and his followers were sitting by the fire one night, he stood up, threw away his pipe, and left. When one of his followers blocked him and asked him where he was going, he said, "The ancients are calling me to guard Mount Arrett. So, I must go." Madok pushed the man away and started. Trek from the south to the Arrett Mountains.

——Talek

Tarik came from the west coast of the barbarian kingdom. At a very young age, Talik had already mastered several barbarian skills. Before he was summoned, he was only 19 years old. He had only heard of the legend of "Arete Sacred Mountain" and had never even seen this mountain.

One morning, when there was a knock on the door, an old woman, the prophet Carla of the city of "Hagaros", came to him. She came to give Talik the ultimate mission of guarding the sacred gate of the sacred mountain of Yarete. In return for accepting this mission, he will live forever on the top of the holy mountain. Although it is a supreme honor to be selected to perform such a task, he will never be able to go home and never see his relatives again. Talek slowly stood up from his seat, a full head above the prophet in front of him, and he told her loudly, "I'm not going!"

Tarik refused the task, and he told the prophet to choose someone else. Cara looked at Talek and told him that this choice was not made by her. It was the ancient spirits who told her to find a young warrior named "Talek" who lived in the west. This was what they wanted and they chose. of. Tarik stared at the prophet for a long time, and finally, he slowly nodded his head in agreement. He turned to face his wife and children, kissed them goodbye, and then embarked on the journey to the sacred mountain of Arret.

-Klick

Klick grew up in a jungle called "Hankonok" at the southern end of the barbarian kingdom ~www.wuxiamtl.com~. He protects his people from the beasts that live around them. When he was a child, he successfully tamed a creature called "lurker" among the evil monsters.

When he was a teenager, Klick rescued a child from a group of giant spiders, who was later confirmed to be the son of a hostile tribal chief. Kolick escorted the child home without hesitation. This behavior ended the dispute between the two tribes.

When the ancient heroes summoned Kolik, her wife was also the prophet of the tribe and told him that the ancient heroes summoned him to guard the realm that must not be lost---the sacred mountain of Yarete. This huge glory made him momentary. It's right.

Then people started the celebration, and the celebration lasted for three days before Kolick set off. On the last day, Klick appointed the heir: he was the kid Klick rescued from the giant spider. Now that he has grown up, Klick knows that he will govern the two tribes fairly and fairly. After he had handled all the earthly affairs properly, Klick set off to the top of the sacred mountain of Yarete, where he began his mission in another world: guarding the Stone of the World forever. (To be continued...)

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