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1054 A little story led by Rasma(2/2)

"But every monk can communicate with all gods. You should understand the truth that those who are close to Zhu are red."

Rasma just smiled, he would not get angry because of other people's rebuttal.

"What about Natsubo? He is an anomaly among witch doctors."

Johanna abruptly interrupted the conversation between Rasma and Ulena.

She always felt that allowing them to continue discussing would cause conflict, and it was not that conflicts could not arise between the Nephalem.

It's just that the environment is not suitable for conflict to occur at this time.

There are two archangels in Canduras now. In terms of power, the three of them plus Leoric are slightly equal to the high-level heaven side.

"Natsubo? What if I say he is the collection of all witch doctors, or that he is the witch doctor himself?"

Rasma said enthusiastically, as if being led into a conversation about sex.

"Nazibo can use all the witch doctor's methods to the best extent. This should be questionable for you as Nephalem, right?

Johanna, can you do everything that other Crusaders can do?

Or Wu Liena, can you use the Phantom Body Art like Yin Na?"

Rasma asked questions one by one, and the answers were very certain. Neither Johanna nor Ulena could do this.

But Johanna immediately thought of evidence against this!

"Bulkessor defeats all other barbarians in all areas in which barbarians excel!"

Johanna was a little happy, like a proud child who had solved a difficult problem in her homework.

"Really? So is Bulcaisel a prophet? At least he did not defeat Madoc in the field of barbarian prophets."

Rasma's expression was still one of contentment, and Johanna was speechless at this time.

The prophets of the barbarians are just those whose bloodline is closer to Yinaris. The closer their bloodline is to Yinaris, the easier it is to see the so-called "future".

Bulcaisso, who has the blood of the Stag tribe in his blood, did not inherit this at all.

He has never been a prophet, let alone one who knows the process and outcome of every battle like Madoc.

He doesn't even know what he will eat next or when he will eat it.

"What about Li Min? Is Li Min the same as you said? As a known person, Li Min, who relies on his own talent and talent to become the strongest mage, will not behave exactly the same as anyone in the past, right?"

As Ulena said, she looked deeply at Rasma.

She already somewhat believed Rasma's words, but it didn't seem to be anything worth worrying about.

"Then why does Li Min have to be a mage? If it is as you think, Nephalem should be able to choose what kind of strong person he becomes at any time.

For example, can Li Min not be a mage, but be a barbarian? Or be a holy warrior named Li Min? Or even become a monk or a witch doctor?"

Rasma chuckled to herself as she spoke.

"Although I think there must be something wrong with your statement, your way of defending is really irrefutable.

But I don’t think what you said is necessarily correct!”

Johanna said seriously.

This assumption is worthless in her eyes!

In her eyes, it was not destiny that Johanna became Johanna, but that she chose this path.

If the Nephalem she met at the beginning was not her mentor Johanna, but a powerful barbarian, maybe she would become a barbarian.

Although many of the nephalem professions are brought together in the form of ethnic groups.

Like barbarians and witch doctors and Amazon warriors.

But this does not mean that Nephalem born in Xiansai cannot become barbarians or witch doctors, it is just that their environment makes it more convenient for them to become mages.

"Of course, who can say that they are definitely right? Winning or losing often has nothing to do with being right."

Rasma nodded in approval.

"But I'm just explaining to you that the Nephalem have also gone through profound changes in their souls. You can't refute this, right?"

Rasma asked a little funny.

This question made Johanna fall silent again.

Indeed, this is correct, and Johanna cannot refute it.

"I once stood in front of Uldyssian. He was very powerful at that time, but not to the point where we were all helpless."

Rasma suddenly talked about the past.

It's like after forcing Johanna and Ulena to the edge of the cliff, Rasma said that she just came to see the scenery, and Johanna and Ulena just chose to retreat when they saw him.

"The Uldyssian who made Inarius and the angels give in with just a loud shout?"

Ulena asked in surprise.

"He was very strong at the time, so powerful that I couldn't even think of many ways to win in front of him, but the battle between my brother and him was not one-sided."

Rasma said with interest.

"But now you have lost the qualification to stand in front of him, including the archangels, and the great demon has been defeated in his hands."

Johanna said meaningfully.

"When my brother appeared in front of you, he was not at his peak."

Rasma grinned.

"My brother chose to use equipment to carry the power of authority. Although he did not succeed in the end, it was just that he was not completely successful.

You don’t think that when he made this decision, he just suddenly thought, ‘Ah, this seems okay’ and then did it, right?”

Rasma said with a sarcastic tone.

"If I decide what path to take, then I will at least take action after it is proved to be correct."

Ulena lowered her gaze.

"Yes, my brother did not only have the power of anger at that time, but he chose to surrender his hope at a certain moment."

Rasma smiled deeply.

"The Oath of Bulcasso?"

Johanna named the legendary pair of swords.

And Rasma nodded slowly.

"When did this pair of weapons appear in Bulcaisel's hands?"

Ulena asked Johanna.

Johanna's face looked a little pale.

"I don't know, when I saw him, he was already holding the pair of swords."

Johanna's voice was not loud, she obviously had a guess.

"storm?"

Ulena spat out this word to Rasma, and then he saw Rasma nodded!

"The storm is Bulcaisel's key to unlocking the power of nature..."
Chapter completed!
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