Dark Savages Come To the United States

"I remember you."

The moment Satan was shattered in this piece of hell, his figure silently appeared in front of Bulkelso.

With the shattering of this small piece of hell, his figure and his origin are like a piece of cracked porcelain, and his body is gradually scattered in this place.

"Then you'd better bring all your friends with you, you are too far behind."

Satan is dying, and after he is reborn from hell, he has to go on a long journey to collect his own fragments of hell.

After Satan is reborn through hell, he is no longer a hell lord.

After losing the power of this dimension, he can only slowly seize power like a newborn demon.

Although he still has the authority of hell, he is no longer qualified to be called the Lord of Hell like Mephisto and the others.

In hell, weakness is mistake.

"You can't shelter those guys all the time."

Satan looked calm, as if he didn't take his death to heart this time. For Satan, who has existed for countless years, a temporary failure is nothing.

It was just the beginning of his long career from scratch.

Losing this dimension just brought him back to the original situation. He believed that he could do better than last time.

"The savage never flinched from a fight."

Bulkasso pulled the Hammer of Judgment from the ground with both hands, and then took a look at Satan.

This guy's performance finally has the spirit of a hell devil, and he is no longer the kind of idiot who only stays behind the scenes.

Strength breeds self-confidence, but the self-confidence that is born is like an inflated balloon that can burst when poked.

Only the faith that still fills the body after losing strength is the foundation of the strong.

The real strong will fail, but they will not be defeated!

From Satan's point of view, Bulkelso's eyes seemed to be looking for where to make the final blow.

A slightly crazy smile bloomed on the face of the hell lord, as always, he seemed to be aloof.

"Purer than angels, more powerful than demons to destroy everything. I'm curious what your soul will look like."

Satan laughed even more wildly.

The group of barbarians has been growing up in the flames of war since its birth, and no one knows how many barbarians died in the battle to this day.

No one on the holy mountain of Harrogath will stand still for the sacrifice of the soldiers, but will continue to step on the battlefield full of gunpowder and brimstone.

Although they will be sad, they will be miserable, they will be disappointed. But no savage ever regretted his choice.

Whether it is becoming a blacksmith, or a doctor, or even becoming a coward who escapes the battle, or dies in the army of demons in the next moment.

No one has ever regretted their choice.

The savage never repents, never shrinks from fate!

They exist in the way they want, keep moving forward according to the goal in their hearts, and go on and on!

For the sake of survival, justice and axiom, the Nephalem have continued the existence of human beings from the smallest to the present day.

The seers foresaw the destruction of Mount Arreat, but no one ever left the place.

Maddock could see the end before the battle, and he still chose to die in front of the gate of the holy mountain of Harrogas.

Bul-Khasso will offer refuge to his people if they need it themselves.

Satan's threats seemed to Bulkelso to be nothing more than useless nonsense.

"So, strong man, what is your name?"

Satan put away his madness, and used his last strength to return to the original appearance.

The pure white suit was neat and neat, and her slightly fat body stood up straight.

The eyes were blurred, and neither sincerity nor cunning could be discerned.

The slightly raised corners of his mouth made him look like a real gentleman.

Lucifer, the real name of this Satan.

At this moment, he looks more like an angel than Gabriel and Manny before.

Lucifer waved his hand to sweep away the ashes formed by the debris on his body, and glanced at the wound on his waist.

"Bulkasso, remember this name! Devil!"

Bulkelso raised the hammer of judgment in his hand, aimed at the top of Lucifer's head and smashed it down.

"The next time I see you, I won't be so miserable again."

Lucifer's voice disappeared with the disintegration of the dimension and the destruction of the body.

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"Okay, Angel. Now you should go back to the hot spring and take a good bath, wash up and wait for your Lord's call."

Constantine turned into a panda eye again, and the blue eyes that Rumlow gave him the day before disappeared under the recovery of the blood bottle.

But after drinking the blood bottle, the hit still turned into dark circles on his face.

Constantine strode up to Manny, stretched out a hand and "lightly" poked the wound on Manny's waist.

"You know, Angel! This feeling is called pain."

Constantine smiled and looked at Manny in front of him. He had long wanted to find a way to send this angel who was watching him back to heaven.

"Angel, is our faith so unbearable in your eyes? Is our piety just a price that needs to be sacrificed in your eyes?"

Angel, who had been carrying him in the corner, walked up to Gabriel, who was still a little unstable, and glanced at the broken wing.

"Your beliefs have always been needed by heaven, but not every human being is worthy of salvation. I still think so."

Gabriel looked very embarrassed. Gabriel, whose strength was taken away by Manny, was not much different from the girl in front of him now.

"God is God, God is love, this should not be limited and classified!"

Angel tried to speak in a calm tone, but the trembling of her body also told her that she was not calm.

"You are no longer godly lambs of the Lord when you use your faith as a bargaining chip for help."

Gabriel closed his eyes and spoke softly.

Matthew faced Gabriel in the direction, and seemed to want to say something, but in the end he lowered his head and wiped the hatchet on his waist.

Luke was not interested in this kind of philosophical debate. He just looked down at the complete waist at that moment, as if he wanted to know the difference between an angel's waist and a human waist.

Rumlow took out his camera and took pictures of the traces on the ground, then adjusted the parameters of the camera and deliberately took a few photos where he couldn't see anything clearly.

After all, angels and demons are all supernatural things, so it's normal that they can't be affected by the filming.

He left some evidence so he could go back and report to Nick Fury.

Then you can still take these things and go to Pierce to let him know about the things in the mysterious field.

These are not things that mutants and reformers can explain, these are theology.

"The moment faith becomes an exchange, it affects heaven. Like that angel over there."

Gabriel pointed at Manny.

"I know this. Power breeds ambition?"

Luke finally heard what he could interject, looked up and said something.

"exactly."

Gabriel raised his head and spoke softly.

"God is God, and God is love!"

Angel spoke firmly, a pure halo appeared on her body.

This halo did not pass through heaven, but descended directly on this world.

Gabriel opened his eyes suddenly, and looked at Angel with disbelief.

"You can be called St. Angel Dawson from now on."

Holding Manny's wings in one hand, Gu took down the longest feather and handed it to Angel.

After humans exchanged their beliefs for asylum, heaven has long been a mess.

That God left heaven a long time ago, and there is no news about it, and everything after that is handled by heaven itself.

This is the first human being recognized by God that Gabriel has seen with his own eyes in the hundreds of years since he came to the world.

"That's it, the farce should be over."

Gu Yi put away the butcher knife in his hand, and then crushed Manny into ashes with a wave of his hand.

"Ah, dear Supreme Master, may I be your apprentice?"

Constantine walked unsteadily in front of Gu Yi, smiling.