The first generation of ancestors here just had a newly awakened consciousness and were not clear about many things.

 At least he doesn’t know what happened after he left this period of consciousness.

 It's just a consciousness. It comes out just to tell Bulcaisuo some important information.

“I remember, the last time I came out, the guy I saw was called Warusk?”

 The first generation ancestors had to find a topic to keep the conversation going.

“Worusk is now at the foot of the Holy Mountain, doing what the Great Elder should do.”

As he spoke, Bulcaisso pulled a wound on his arm and poured Qualkek's bitter wine into his mouth.

 Some wine was spilled, after all, hardship is never synonymous with comfort.

 “You are a little different from what I imagined.”

The first generation said this.

 Then connected to Volusk's consciousness.

 He needed to get some information from his successor about what was going to happen next.

 A consciousness without power is quite useless to be honest.

  After all, the first generation ancestors were never known for their wisdom.

Even in those written records that boasted about him, they never praised his wisdom.

  Just mentioned a lot of information about him being good at forging and possessing great strength.

Perhaps even the scribes who recorded his great achievements didn’t know how to boast about something that was unfounded.

Burkeso drank wine silently, and then smiled.

 The Rorschach changes are almost over.

 He could already feel the connection between Rorschach and the holy mountain at his feet.

 Soon, these will officially begin.

“Okay, Bulcaisel. I’m still a little uncomfortable saying my name.”

 The consciousness of the first generation ancestors became serious.

 It seems that he already knows a lot from Warusk.

 Including the fact that the real self has recognized the name Bulkesso.

“I thought I could tell you how to wake me up instead of telling you the worst news.”

The first generation said this.

"Even if you tell me how to wake you up, I probably won't do it, and your body is already ruined."

Burkeso said this.

 With a bit of arrogance.

 “The world doesn’t need two Bulkesso.”

Burkeso’s words shocked the first generation ancestors.

 He couldn't figure out why.

  Could it be that after a long period of time, the barbarians could no longer accept living barbarians with the same name?

 “I have been in contact with you personally and he has acknowledged this.”

Burkeso continued.

 The crack behind him became a little bigger.

 “Have you mastered the power of time?”

 The first generation ancestors then turned their attention to the crack and asked with some thought.

 He was not going to pursue the question about the name any further.

 “Almost, but not that one.”

Without even looking at it, Bulcasso raised his hand and pointed with his thumb at the crack behind him.

“The power of time is more powerful than you imagine, so what bad news do you want to tell me?

I also want to inform those dead ghosts that I have become the Immortal King."

Burkeso said with an uninterested look.

“Well, Rasma controls part of the fate.”

The first generation ancestor spread his hands and said this.

 In his opinion, this news was enough for Bulcaisel to sit upright.

 This is big news.

 “Which part? Playing with fate or showing fate?”

Burkeso still looks listless.

 The news is not bad.

“By the way, have I told you about Diavolo becoming the Great Demon God?”

Burkeso said lazily.

 On the contrary, the first generation ancestor stepped in front of him, put his hands on his shoulders and became nervous.

 “Are you serious!?”

 It is no wonder that the first generation ancestors were not excited.

 What the Great Demon God represents is half of the Creator God.

 This is basically a guy on the same level as the Seven Dragons.

This kind of news is something that must be taken seriously.

 “Yes, I just chopped off his dog...his head.”

Burkeso originally wanted to say "dog head", but suddenly remembered that the body used by the Great Demon God was Leah's, so he had to change his words.

 “Bulkesso! You TM!”

　　The first generation ancestor’s curse words were choked in his throat halfway through, because his name was also called “Bulkessor”.

 Swearing at others is equivalent to scolding yourself, but that’s okay.

 “Huh~ It seems that you are already powerful enough.”

　　The first generation ancestor took a deep breath that was like a shadow, although not even the slightest bit of air came out.

 Ghosts probably can’t breathe.

This action is really useful for calming down the mood.

“Tell me, if it was just bad news like this, you would have told Warusk long ago.”

Burkeso became a little more serious and looked at the figure in front of him.

“Rasma controls the part of destiny that I couldn’t say.”

The first generation ancestor spoke slowly and leisurely, keeping his eyes on Bulcaisuo.

 As if trying to determine something.

“Honestly, if you don’t trust me, you can ask Warusk to tell me.”

Burkeso said nonchalantly.

Just like he couldn't trust the first-generation ancestor who had been separated for who knows how many years, the first-generation ancestor wouldn't trust him easily either.

These guys have seen too many intrigues and intrigues.

 But the first generation ancestors will trust Volusk no matter what, and Volusk will trust Bulkesso.

Bulkessor's words reminded the first generation ancestors that he became the immortal king because of popular expectations, not because he had to make a choice because there were only a few barbarians left.

 Perhaps there is such a misunderstanding because his dress does not look too solemn.

 Fortunately, we are not pressed for time and there is no need to make a long story short.

"At that time, we followed my mother and started killing other angels and demons who stayed in the shelter. Their bodies were all taken away by Rasma. It was only when I was fighting Rasma that I realized that he had mastered the destiny.

part of the power.”

The first generation ancestor was already speaking slowly, as if he was reminiscing.

“I know that you have some authority over life. So don’t just say that Rasma did something disgusting.”

Burkeso said with some dissatisfaction.

There are no detailed records of what happened at that time, but judging from the fact that the first generation ancestors had control over life, those humans who were not the children of Inaris and Lilith were probably used for research.
To be continued...