“So are we leaving for Buster Tower now?

Or do you have other plans?

Let me tell you first, I do not accept the result of being put on the operating table for dissection."

Dao Feng looked serious.

It seems that this matter is important enough to him.

“I also don’t want to start human experiments before the technology is mature.

But are you sure that Hexin's technology can be used on mice?

I honestly haven't seen anything that turns an animal into a vampire."

Wayne said without politeness at all.

"Go to Tony first. As for the specific method, we will have to wait until Tony and Helsing's people exchange technology to find out.

It's just that I don't want you to regard this as your only hope.

At least, we need other methods.

Instead of just sticking to this path until the end.”

What Dao Feng said makes sense.

When there is only one choice, it can only be considered a desperate move.

Success is gratifying, but if you fail, you may not be able to adjust your status.

When it comes to solving the problem of human beings being corrupted, there is not much time left for everyone to make mistakes and try little by little.

"What are you going to do about that Vidien?

Or should I ask about Bulkesso?

I remember that the power of the Holy Mountain can contact Bulcaisuo at any time, right?

Maybe he will know something?"

Rumlow suddenly asked Hailab.

It's just that Hailab's eyes were a little dodgey.

"It seems that not all the ancestors have nothing to hide from Bulcaisel?

Or is the current situation different?"

Wayne's voice was a bit mocking.

"There's nothing that can't be said.

Bulcaisel's current location is in the High Heaven.

According to this world, that place should be considered a dimensional space?

Anyway, that's what it means, although Bulcaisuo can still rely on the power of the Holy Mountain of Harrogas.

But it is impossible to convey information.

Also, I suggest you not to underestimate High Heaven and Burning Hell.

Although they were all making concessions in front of Bulkesso.

But that doesn't mean they can't do anything to us.

Maybe we should think of a way to show you the power of the Archangels?"

Cassius is straightforward.

He gave an answer, but it was not the type of answer that would satisfy everyone.

"In other words, all of you are actually ready to sacrifice?

Just never told us?"

Rumlow stretched his waist.

Then he took out a bottle of liquor from his backpack and drank it by himself.

These wines can only be looked at by the ancestors who have no solidified substance... and even smelling them is a bit laborious.

Even with the help of the life authority of the first generation Bulkatho, most of the ancestors were able to condense entities by their own will.

But they are not all willing to do this.

Being able to have close contact between the dead and the living is a power that the barbarians only gained after paying a lot of price.

If you go further and pursue something you shouldn't pursue, no one can guarantee the consequences.

After all these years, no one has ever completely broken the boundaries between life and death.

Even Rasmana only blurred this boundary.

Until now, only the immortal monster Skeleton King had broken this boundary, and the barbarians would not do so rashly.

The authority possessed by each immortal king will bring unique power to his own holy mountain.

Unfortunately, what Bulquesso left behind was nature, and nature is the type that values ​​rules.

If you break some established rules, you will definitely pay off your debt one day.

"That's not even possible.

We just think that it will not be more painful for a dead person to die again than for a living person to become dead.

And have you forgotten that only the strong are worthy of sacrifice?

As for after we are all gone, you will one day become a strong man.

It will be your turn then, as long as you don't back down."

Olongus put his head in from the door and said.

When there are barbarians from the Tagus tribe, most of the barbarians from other tribes will keep a little distance.

There are only one or two exceptions occasionally...

"It's all nonsense.

If there is any danger, of course the strong one has to take the lead.

Otherwise, let the weak go up and die? That won't solve the problem.

Let me tell you, how many of the ancestors on the holy mountain are able to fight at any time?"

Rumlow asked, his eyes flickering, obviously there was something he hadn't said yet.

However, barbarians will not force others to confess everything until life or death is at stake.

Even when life and death are at stake, many barbarians are too lazy to question others.

These things are too troublesome.

It is more satisfying for the soldiers to fight heartily.

"When necessary, all of them.

But I think there is no need for that.

Although you all underestimate the demons of the Burning Hell,

But as long as Bulcaisel can still free his hand, nothing will be a problem."

Hailab's tone was a little stiff when he said this.

Obviously he was not very satisfied with the result.

Leaving everything to others to handle is not in line with the ideas of ordinary barbarians.

It can even be said to be very awkward...

This group of people can be said to be the pillars of existence when they are alive.

It would be a bit embarrassing for them to ignore worldly affairs.

“What about the issue of racial continuity?”

Wayne was more interested in this.

"That's a matter of living people, we are all dead.

You can't expect a soul to have children with a living person, right?

Don’t blame me for speaking too bluntly. After the Nephalem bloodline in your body merges with you,

You are not considered pure Nephalem either.

But your children will be pure Nephalem.

Will this answer make you a little worried about the barbarian conspiracy?"

Olongus looked at Wayne with a wicked smile.
To be continued...