“Young man, what is your name?”

Talik can't stand Maddock's perfunctory tone anymore. Compared to Maddock, Tarik prefers to give some guidance to young people.

 As for Kolik, who was squatting on the other side, he just said nothing.

 Colik respects life, so he doesn't like those who fight to seek death.

 You must know that even the berserker Balnar is fighting for survival.

He didn’t even want to look at the guy who was fighting to follow the footsteps of death.

 “Craig Hollis. Can I find what I’m looking for here?”

Craig asked with a hopeful tone, and there was suddenly some light in his originally lifeless eyes.

“If you want to die, just go to the most dangerous places. There will always be someone who can kill your soul.”

Talik was a little angry when faced with this young man who despised life and death.

 The death of the body does not mean death, just like the souls of their ancestors, they just changed their way of existence.

 And the death that barbarians faced was not just physical death.

 In the battle with the Hell Demon, in many cases the barbarian warriors would not even leave their souls behind.

This is also why the priests of Rathma, those somewhat terrifying necromancers, use the corpses of the dead.

 What can a soulless corpse do to avenge the devil?

Only the Necromancer can make these soulless dead take revenge on those who caused their death.

 This is why barbarians never speak ill of necromancers.

Those guys are worthy of respect, but still not close to them.

“Kill my soul? That’s not what I want. I want to go to the place where the dead should go, but I am always rejected.”

 Craig said in a very low tone, and his whole body fell directly to the ground as if he had lost all his strength.

  Tears kept leaking out of his eyes.

 “Are you going to the kingdom of the dead?”

Burkeso's figure suddenly appeared in this place, and then the tall figure stood above Craig's head.

"Why?"

Burkeso doesn’t quite understand what this guy is thinking.

It’s not that Bulcaisel has never seen people seeking death, but most of those guys just want eternal sleep, rather than going to the kingdom of the dead to continue suffering.

Burkethal just glanced at Craig and roughly understood this guy's so-called immortality.

 Just physically, this guy has achieved a certain level of perfection.

 But this kind of perfection did not give Craig the qualification to become stronger, it only made him extremely outstanding in terms of recovery and lifespan.

 Having a vitality that is almost the same as a pure Nephalem, the body exudes vitality all the time.

 Lifespan can be described as "infinite". In terms of resilience, because the soul is not accepted by the rules of death itself, the body will continue to recover.

 This is a guy who is almost the same as the Nephalem.

 There is no difference except that the life and soul of the nephalem are accepted by death, and the nephalem have no limit on the growth of their power.

"I……"

 Craig was a little hesitant, not sure whether he should confide his pain to strangers.

"Okay, kid. You are not suitable to be a barbarian. Your body will not accept the blood of the barbarian Nephalem."

Burkeso sat directly cross-legged next to Craig.

 This guy's body is more balanced and it is impossible to accept any biased Nephalem bloodline.

 The bloodlines of barbarians, demon hunters, necromancers, and vanished druids are closer to demons, while crusaders, witch doctors, and others are more like angels.

 Only the bodies of monks are closest to the concept of balance.

 This can be seen from the transformation skills that tap into the power of blood.

The ferocious look of the Barbarian's Berserker's Wrath is as full of negative emotions as the Demon Hunter's Revenge Transformation. Those disappearing druids transformed into beasts will not be without animality. The Necromancer's Blood Soul Dual Points

It's more like using demonic means to divide the soul with blood.

The Crusaders Akarat warriors have a golden shape and look like a battle angel without wings of light.

The soul walking of witch doctors shows the nature of their souls. The dark blue soul is not much different from the Archangel of Destiny, Israel.

As for the monks' Aura Enlightenment skill, which is jokingly called black transformation, the whole body turns into pitch black, but everywhere they go is filled with divine light. It's like Prius is dyed black, or Mephisto

It's like believing in the Holy Light.

The bloodline of the monk is the most balanced.

 As for the mage...

Mage is the superposition of knowledge and rules, while the posture of a mage is that they use their soul and knowledge to forcibly control the rules.

 Bloodline is of no use to them.

Burkeso even suspected that Li Min, even if he was not a Nephalem, could obtain that kind of terrifying power and use knowledge to obtain eternal life.

And if Craig, whose body tends to be perfectly balanced as a human being, wants to become a Nephalem, only the bloodline of the monks can be integrated into it.

“I don’t want to be a barbarian, I just want to go to the land of the dead.”

 Craig didn’t quite understand Bulcaisel’s words. He just wanted to be treated equally by “death”.

“Then you will probably need to apply for death in person.”

Burkeso also began to feel troubled by the guy in front of him.

He couldn't figure out for a while why the Holy Mountain of Harrogath would let this guy come up and guide him to come here to meet this guy.

Burkeso can’t figure it out.

 Originally, he was sitting quietly on a stone, thinking about what credentials he could use to wake Leoric up.

Minahark's skeleton is indeed enough for Skeleton King Leoric to appear as a support, but Bulcasso does not want to revive the Skeleton King who hates life and refuses to die.

The person he wanted to wake up was Leoric, the wise king of Canduras. If that guy was awake, he could bring a lot of advice to Bulcaisel.

 Especially the knowledge about the Dark Soul Stone and the experience of fighting against the Whisper of the Hell Demon King, these are the things Bulkatho needs.

“I just want to go to the kingdom of death. Living is too painful for me.”

 Following Craig's words, Bulcaisel suddenly understood the meaning of the Holy Mountain of Harrogas.

 A body rejected by death, a soul that wants to die.

 This is Leoric's best support.

 “Perhaps I...”

 Halfway through the words, Bulcasso suddenly stopped talking.

If he wants Leoric to revive, he has to take away a person's immortality? Even if immortality is painful for this person, even if what this person wants is to be led by death?

 This is not fair at all! Life cannot be weighed apart from life itself.

  No matter whether the owner of this life wants to continue living or not, this life is his own.

 Life should not be a price.

Even if he doesn't need this life, Bulcaisuo can't give anything of equal value in exchange for it.

“You can temporarily live on the Holy Mountain, and it may make you think more openly. If you are afraid of losing, you will not lose anything here. At least you will no longer be sad about loss.”

Burkeso twitched the corners of his mouth, and finally said this.

 Since the Holy Mountain recognizes Craig Hollis, it will not forcefully drive him down the mountain.

 A person who seeks death but cannot find it?

 How sad that is.

There is nothing sinful about this guy, just some small kindness.

 Being different is sometimes seen as a mistake, but the Nephalem are always different.

 The sacred mountain of Harrogath has room for a sad wretch.

 “Can death be seen here?”

 Craig's voice was filled with humble supplications, which made Bulcasso's expression increasingly uncontrollable.

 “Death has left indelible pain here.”

Burkasso grabbed a ball of white snow on the ground, underneath were the remnants of the savages who had turned to ashes when death came.

Death claimed the lives of the barbarians, and Malthael's power crushed the souls of the unfortunates.

 They ended up with nothing left.
Chapter completed!