Dark Savages Come To the United States

"Dead? The existence that is almost integrated with nature will die? This is even more outrageous than you Volusk wanting to dedicate yourself."

Bulkelso shook his head and said, then walked a few steps quickly, and directly knocked Leoric to the ground with his own arms.

"Leoric! I warned you! This is Harrogarth!"

Bulkelso stepped on Leoric's breastbone, bent down and stared at the rampant Skeletor with a pair of wide-open eyes.

Skeleton King's previous attacks on Lekko and Vorusk were not a problem, and Bulkelso would not regard these things as provocations.

But Leoric really did the provocation.

He influenced Harrogath with his domain!

"Bulkelso, do you think you can kill me?"

Leoric's jaw shook a few times, and he let out a contemptuous laugh.

But he has no intention of fighting anymore.

Bulkelso is indeed powerful and unrivaled, but so what?

Killing Leoric is an impossible thing, unless Leoric believes that he does not exist from the bottom of his heart.

Otherwise, want to kill an existence itself?

Even if Bulkelso has fully mastered the devouring rules of the chest, he can't do it.

Swallowing just allowed Leoric to continue to exist in another way, meaningless.

"I don't have to 'kill' you, because you're already dead."

Bulkelso put his face close to Leoric, staring directly at the somewhat handsome King of Skeletons.

"The Dark Soul Stone has been on my forehead for a long time, do I know nothing about it?"

Bulkelso raised his feet and sat directly on the ground.

The threat of Bulkelso is not so hidden, at least the Skeleton King understands it.

The Dark Soul Stone can seal the Hell Demon King, so it is not a problem to seal him the Skeleton King.

Leoric knew this very well.

"I'm just a bystander. Who knew that crazy woman Leiko would directly involve me in the battle. I wouldn't just be beaten and not fight back."

Leoric's words seemed to be justifying, but he had obviously relaxed.

Since Bulkelso would say that directly, then this matter is over.

A barbarian never holds a grudge, and even if there is no way to take revenge at the time, he will continue to try.

Die or take revenge, that's how most savages are.

During the time Leoric was insane, he had killed many rash savages.

He knows the characters of these guys very well.

"By the way, where did Raiko go?"

Leoric asked casually, with some schadenfreude in his tone.

"You want to see her? Then get beaten up? Your Black King's March is a joke in front of Lei Ko."

Vorusk said unceremoniously, and then shifted his gaze to Bulkasso.

For Leoric, Volusk didn't feel the slightest bit of guilt.

Even if he used Leoric, he didn't care much.

Originally, his plan was to set his target on Leoric immediately after he failed to capture the legend of Lecco.

The Rogue Scepter is also an optional item.

Carrying the symbol of Leoric's madness is enough to keep Vader's soul alive for a while longer.

At least Jevorusk still has a throne that can be bestowed.

"How are you going to face Lai Ko? You must know that you are still missing one item from her suit."

Vorusk asked.

Although Bulkasso rejected Leiko's idea of ​​entrusting the suit, he was still very concerned about the barbarian suit of Leikou's handed down armor.

Like the Might of the Earth and Wasteland sets, there's a way for the Barbarian to move towards skill mastery.

"I took her responsibility with me, and now that responsibility is on my shoulders."

Bulkelso answered Vorusk's question with a pun.

What is Lai Ko's mission? That was just a long-cherished wish to keep the savages alive and not dead.

Now that this responsibility has fallen on Burkesso, Lecco can immerse herself in her love every day without having to think about the future of the barbarians.

"My gravel hammer is also finished. Apart from you, there is no one on the holy mountain who can evade the rules."

Volusk looked at Bulkelso with burning eyes.

Leko, who has lost the suit components, can no longer show the strength before birth, and without the Immortal King's Crusher Hammer, Volusk can no longer appear as the barbarian's hole card.

"I know your suit is seven pieces, and I will bring you your belt."

Bulkasso glared at Vorusk.

The Immortal King suit is not the same as Lei Ko's suit, it is a suit with an extra weapon in addition to the regular components.

Therefore, if Volusk wants to show the power of his life, he will not be powerless because he lacks a weapon, but the belt will make the power of Volusk discount compared to the weapon.

Besides, Vorusk had never liked the heavy belt much.

The discounted Volusk is still not a guy who can be easily defeated.

This guy made the enemy flee on hearing the wind from weak to strong, but he has never been defeated.

Even if he died in the hands of the death rule, it would still be a battle in which both people were injured.

Vorusk gave his life, and death lost its supremacy.

Volusk needs the chain of Zilanik to increase his speed so that he can deal with enemies who run faster than rabbits, so after getting the chain of Zilanik, he no longer wears the equipment that looks like a boxing belt up.

Even if the heavy belt can act as a shield, he doesn't like it very much.

"Let's go, I will prepare food and drinks for next year's celebration."

Burkasso yelled at the ancestors who had stopped, and those ancestors exchanged glances with their opponents before disappearing in place one by one.

Only traces on the ground can prove that they once fought in this place.

"I'll bet my throne they'll fight again."

Volusk raised his eyebrows and said:

"Bulkelso, why do you think I won't give?"

Volusk rubbed his chin and sat down directly on the ground.

"I was beaten up by Leiko for your way."

Volusk's tone was a bit strange, but Bulkeso didn't pay much attention.

Things have passed, and the pursuit of truth is indeed an important thing.

But it is still a bit too much to force an acquaintance who has been with him for hundreds of years for the so-called "truth".

Besides, if Vorusk didn't intend to speak, no matter what happened, he would not be made to speak.

Bulkelso knew this all too well.

"In this matter, I thank you. But in my memory, you have never offered anything actively. Your actions are always full of strong purpose. I believe you want to help me, but I I believe that you help me to let me do something."

Burkasso wiped it casually on his body twice, wiping the stains from his hands onto his body.

Then he stuffed his hands into his backpack, intending to take some spirits he brewed as a thank you.

"You three, why didn't you tell me about this in advance."

Bulkelso casually threw a few bottles of wine to Madock and the others, asking with some dissatisfaction.

"Tch, didn't you feel it a long time ago, it's just that the time when this happened was not what you expected."

Maddock walked to the place where the ancestors dropped their weapons, and rubbed his feet on the ground a few times, as if he wanted to see if there were any traces of his legend left.

Just like what Madock said, Bulkasso was not ignorant of their plans, but he just didn't expect that it would happen suddenly on this day.

According to his thinking, the help this time should happen when he truly becomes the Immortal King.

"Don't look for it, there will be nothing left. You might as well ask Bulkasso to make you a new one. Anyway, he has already imitated countless legendary handles."

Tariq slapped Maddock on the back of the head, making a crisp sound.

Tariq had nothing to say about this issue, on the contrary, he had already run on Bulkelso once.

He knew very well what Bulkelso would do after hearing this sentence, anyway, he wouldn't suffer.

"What an unlucky name, Bastin's Power! Bulkelso! Go back and build me a brand new weapon, and this time I'll make mine bear my name."

Kerrick bit the bottle and said while swallowing the spirits.

"Dude, you're dead, you can't remake a legend."

Bulkeso didn't even raise his eyes, and spoke casually.

Korik does not exist like the Skeleton King, and it is impossible to recreate any weird legend after death.

If someone asked for the matter of rebuilding a legendary weapon, Bulkelso would definitely roll his eyes at him.

Because a legendary weapon is a true legend only in the hands of the shaper of the legend.

If the ancient legend is in the hands of those legend shapers, it will naturally become the original legend. In the unbreakable connection between the two, the weapon will gradually become what it should be.

It just takes a little time, after all, things like weapons are consumables most of the time.

No one can guarantee whether their weapons will suddenly shatter during a long battle, so the weapons of most barbarians are not the original ones.

"I mean punch me a hole in my weapon and give me a superlative emerald!"

Korik yelled at Bulkelso, then glanced at Kanuk who was still lying on the ground, and spat in disdain.

Canuck is indeed strong, but he has not lived for himself.

This guy actually used to be active as the chief of the Bull tribe, which made Kerrick a little disgusted.

"Enough is enough, what happened today may be more troublesome than when I cut the pineapple."

"Well, I do have something I want you to do, but you are still far behind."

When Vorusk said this, Bulkasso showed a "sure enough" expression on his face.

"Speak, I will give you the answer after thinking about it."

Bulkelso tapped the wine bottle in his hand rhythmically with his fingers when he spoke.

"I want you to crush that bastard Rathma, pay attention, crush!"

When Volusk said this, his tone was very serious.

But the more serious he was, the more he couldn't believe it.

Volusk had never been a serious person, and like this kind of request, Bulkeso couldn't think of any connection between the two people.

"Why, did you still encounter Rathma? Don't tell me that he was the reason you didn't defeat death?"

Bulkelso asked with some doubts.

"If you can crush him, you'll know. I doubt Malthael will be picked out by those guys, and Rathma's shadow will be one of them."

"The Rasma you said seems to be a villain who specializes in bad people and good things. Why did he do this? Although that guy looks like a lunatic, he may be more sober than you and me."

Bulkeso was thoughtful.

"That guy is indeed smarter than you and me, mages have always been. Besides, Rathma is the only one of the original nephalem who is still active."

Volusk closed his eyes and said.

As for what Lars should do in the end, that's Bulkelso's business.

Volusk wasn't worried that Bul-Kelso would fail, because Bul-Kelso had never failed.

No matter how formidable the enemy was, Bulkelso never failed.

"Rasma definitely has the same plans as you and me, and he may even know more than we do, otherwise there is no way to explain that he is always enough to destroy other people's good things."

Vorusk seemed to be thinking, and the expression on his face became much more serious.

"I think Rathma also wants to be a god of creation, which is what people who reach the top think!

It's the same with me, and so is Lei Kou, and even if you can still see Li Min, that girl may also embark on the path of becoming a god. Just there is Rathma, I don't think anyone will be successful. "

Volus kept talking about what he knew about Rathma.

Necromancers are not always very pleasing, which may have something to do with their fighting style.

Corpse Explosions, Skeletons, Wraiths,

Even necromancers can conjure a cold place of death.

"So you and Lei Kou also tried to become gods? What path did you choose?"

Burkasso is not very interested in Rathma's affairs.

Compared to Vorusk who believed in and was wary of Rathma, he would only treat Malthael with the same attitude.

No matter how clever Rathma is, it is impossible for him to be smarter than Malthael, who was once the Archangel of Wisdom.

Malthael chose to absorb the power of the Great Demon God, this was definitely not a sudden whim.

It's more likely an opportunity that Masail has been waiting for for years.

It doesn't seem surprising that one is smart enough to do this.

"I chose the path like Marthael, I want to master the rules. As for Lecco, she wants to disrupt the rules and create the world according to her own will."

Volusk glanced at Bulkelso, what he said was not very clear, but Bulkelso should be able to understand.

"Because you all failed, so this time you want me to follow the path of the original ancestor?"

"That's the closest I've come to success."

"Obviously, there is a connection between that existence and you, so you are the second Immortal King?"

Bulkeso glanced at Vorusk, then turned his head away.

"You should have seen his phantom. I absorbed the product left by him, so my strength has always been traceable."

"Okay, I don't want to hear your stories about the past, I just want to know how you plan to treat those souls who have sacrificed."

Leoric yelled bluffing.

Just listening to the somewhat cloudy conversation between the two made his brainless brain start to heat up.

After getting used to the madness, it becomes somewhat difficult to think.

Bulkelso kicked Leoric who was still lying down and said:

"Okay Leoric, do you still want to hear about Leah?"

"Go ahead, I'm listening. Then you'd better think about where to put me. I'm too lazy to find someone to help me build a dungeon."

Leoric lay on the ground and did not intend to get up.

The existence of immortality still hurts, and he has suffered an indiscriminate disaster.

Anger itself is a force that can hurt the soul, it is life's revenge against non-life.

As a blasphemy against life, Leoric would be relatively harmed by the power of life.

However, every life is the manifestation of the power of life, as long as it is alive, it can cause damage to the Skeleton King.

The two are probably completely incompatible.

"This is Harrogas, do you need me to let you deepen your memory again?"

Bulkeso's voice became irritable.

Although the Skeleton King will bring greater help after recovery, it will bring a lot of trouble.

"You always like to talk about this with your fists, but it doesn't matter."

Leoric sat up directly, and the radiance of the soul began to flash in the hollow skull.

"I used to be a life, but I never felt the authority of life. Even the authority was obtained after I died and turned into a pile of rotten bones.

I don't know what happened to the original barbarian you mentioned, but obviously he didn't shake the essence of his life. "

Leoric planned to use some of the information he knew as a reward for hearing Leah's story from Bulkelso, he said without reservation.

"Life is your most precious thing, even if Malthael absorbs the Archangel and the Demon King of Hell, he is still him.

And Vorusk, you want to master the rules as a mortal? Do you know what death means?

I think if you had chosen some weak rules back then, you probably wouldn't have left an inarticulate smear at all. "

There was a creaking sound in Leoric's spine as he turned his head to face Vorusk.

"Becoming a god? The god you are talking about is probably the creation god, but do you think I am a god now?

The bones of the dead are revived under my power, and they can even show an angry appearance in my domain, so for them, am I considered a god?

After mastering the rules, one becomes a god, and becoming a god is the first step towards becoming a god of creation. "

Skeletron removed his crown and threw it to Vorusk.

"This is my reward for you. I hope you haven't forgotten to take care of that kid for me."

Vorusk took Leoric's crown without saying a word, and continued to wait for Skeleton King's next words.

"You chose to let Bulkelso go the old way because someone almost made it?

But he still failed, right? "

Leoric said as if everything was under control.

"Failure is taken for granted, you have almost never experienced the feeling of failure, is it only the victory that is considered meaningful?

I have grown up through failure.

Is failure a rule? The rule of failure is that you give up yourself? No kidding, failure is failure, and when you don't get there, you fail.

The rule of failure is to help you rule out a wrong path. What path do you have now? "

Leoric began preaching mode.

As the king of a country, he cultivated the guide of the hero Aidan, the dark wanderer.

Leoric has a unique perspective on many things.

It's just that what he wants to do now is to convince the two barbarians.

And savages are stubborn.

"Speaking so much nonsense, you haven't even touched the threshold after all."

Volusk said angrily.

This fellow Leoric was definitely not as strong when he was alive as when he was dead.

Although he was also a famous and strong man when he was alive, he was too far away from the level of "God".

"I thought you would say something useful. According to you, failure is a method of elimination? So what can someone do if he masters the rules of failure?

Do I tell you that this road leads to a road with no results, turn back quickly?

Is that what you taught Aidan? It's no wonder he's so obsessed with Adria. "

Vorusk was not at all interested in Leoric's words.

"Enough, I'm tired of listening!"

Bulkelso rudely interrupted the conversation between the two.

"Now, Leoric, do you still want to know about Leah?"

Bulkelso's tone was very tough, no doubt telling them to shut up.

Vorusk disappeared in the same place, taking Vader away by the way.

Vader was exhausted before, and now needs some help to get back to form.

So Vorusk took Vader to Kanai's Cube.

As for Kanuk, he was directly grabbed by Bulkeso's arm, and threw it high in the direction of the Elder's Temple.

He widened his eyes and stared at Leoric with an expression of "try saying one more sentence".

...

"Hi Mr. Fisk, I'm Sergeant Angel Dawson of the Major Crimes Unit, I think you already know. This is my friend next to me, he's a lawyer."

Angel said to Jin Bin in front of him, his face remained unchanged.

Jin Bing has met him more than once, but each time feels a little different.

Hearing that Jin Bing has been raising several people who look like him as substitutes, Angel knows it well.

As for whether they look alike or the effect of the operation, she doesn't care.

"Now there is no one else in this office except the three of us. I have something to ask you."

The Jin in front of Angel spoke in a consistent tone, but it was obvious that he was just a stand-in.

Matthew heard this very clearly.

The Jin in front of him was like an ordinary person after being artificially fattened, his heart beating very abnormally.

That was a side effect of the change in appearance.

Obviously, he didn't see the real Jin Bin on this trip, so the terrible changes that Spider-Man said could not be verified.

"Please tell me."

Angel has no problems with etiquette and still behaves very normally.

Even if they knew that the person in front of them was not the real Jin Bin, no one would face him with contempt.

After all, this guy has the appearance of Jin Bing.

"Today I met my boss and he was obviously out of order. I don't know what to say but I was terrified when I saw him."

Jin Bin's stand-in in front of him doesn't care at all about his identity being exposed.

This is something Jin can't tolerate, but he really has no choice.

This guy is the one who has lived the longest among all Jin Bin's substitutes, because he is very afraid of Jin Bin, so according to Jin Bin's hope, he did not show any emotions that should not be there.

Docile and obedient is like a servant who has carefully fulfilled all the master's requirements.

For this reason, he has the privilege of enjoying the convenience brought by the name Jin Bin in his private time.

It's just that he has nothing to do now.

"I mean Jin Bin! I'm not Jin Bin, you should know! I mean everyone pretty much knows that I'm not Jin Bin.

Jin summoned us doubles today, but he didn't say anything when we met, he just looked at us indifferently.

This is very unusual! "

The poor guy seemed to have lost the ability to think normally, and he spoke incoherently.

"He looked at us like he was looking at a stone, or he didn't see anything. He still regarded us as a person when he saw us, but..."

The body of the Jin Bin in front of him was trembling constantly when he was speaking.

Clearly he was terrified now.

Just when the flesh of his whole body was rolling like a wave, there was a loud noise from upstairs.

Matthew could hear that it was the figure of Spider-Man being sent flying!

But he didn't hear the guy who attacked Spider-Man at all, not even at all!

"It's the boss!"

The poor stand-in couldn't even speak clearly for a moment, and his whole body was shaking violently.

"Help me! I know a lot of inside information, help me! Take me away, you are a policeman, help me apply for special protection! Help..."

Before the substitute finished speaking, a huge body shattered the ceiling and appeared on this floor.

The guy held a huge hammer in his hand, and the golden markings on his body were constantly shining.

Matthew finally sensed the existence of Jin Bing, not because of his sensitive feeling, but because of the sinful aura that cannot be ignored!

Waves of breath like tides hit everything.

Matthew's body tensed up.

[Damn! This guy is stronger than Spider-Man said! Can Rorschach fight him? 】

Matthew thought so in his mind.

"Mr. Fisk, obviously you have done something terrible in front of me, so are you going to stay with me?"

Angel patted Matthew on the shoulder and said this.

"I don't have this plan. It just so happens that I have something to do with you, and this idiot invited you to meet in my name. So it's just right, I'm here to meet you."

Although Jin Bing's original voice was calm, it was never as cold as it is now.

This made Angel feel a chill.

"So, Mr. Lawyer, what do you want from me?"

Jin Bin glanced at Matthew, and Matthew felt it immediately.

The feeling of being surrounded by infinite malice made him almost let out a battle cry.

"I just accompanied Angel here, Mr. Jin Bin, I am very grateful for your righteous deed today. There are many people in Hell's Kitchen who have difficulty surviving and have enjoyed the help of the Fisker Group, so I beg Police Officer Angel to give me a letter to you personally. Opportunity to say thank you."

Matthew stuttered and finished a long series of words.

He was so disgusting that he could hardly stand it.

Although Jin Bing's group did do some charity, and some people did benefit from it.

But the biggest beneficiary has always been Jin Bing himself.

Charity is a business for Jin Bin, money laundering and tax avoidance are not delayed.

"Obviously you don't think so, but it doesn't matter, as long as you know how to be afraid, it's enough."

Jin Bin held the sledgehammer on his shoulders and said to Matthew and Angel.

Matthew is a blind man, so he should be "unaware" of what happened, but Angel is a normal person, so it is obviously not a good signal for Jin to dare to expose him to the other party.

"Officer Angel, what are you going to say to me?"

Jin Bing walked to the edge of the sofa as if he had dozed off.

A huge body sat on it, and the sofa made an overwhelmed sound.

Jin Bing's daily necessities are all specially made, otherwise he would not be able to bear his weight which is far beyond ordinary people.

"I was invited, and I don't know what happened."

Angel tremblingly took out the cigarette from his pocket, and silently put it on his mouth.

But the lighter failed to light the cigarette several times, showing her restlessness.

"Well, now that you've seen it, there's nothing to hide."

Matthew tore off his tie, and the buttons on his clothes scattered on the ground with a series of bang bang noises.

Jin Bin watched Matthew's actions with great interest, with obvious contempt in his expression.

His aura was completely hidden with the help of Sky Hammer Stone Crusher, which was the worst situation for a blind man.

The power of fear makes it impossible for all beings who are hostile to him to accurately identify him.

It's like listening to the sound of your own blood flowing in a dark room.

Silent fear!

"Although I don't know how you did it, I can't hear your movements. You seem to have disappeared into the world."

Matthew said to himself.

He really couldn't use his usual way to determine Jin Bin's location, but that strong sinister aura had pointed him in the right direction!

Matthew took out his mace from his backpack, and faced Jin Bing in a menacing position.

Jin Bing is very confident in his ability, so Matthew has to take advantage of this.

Even if it makes you look ridiculous, it works.

There is no shame in using your wits in the face of invincible monsters.

"Are you ready? I want to seek justice for those who have been hurt!"

Matthew roared, and quickly rushed in that direction, then jumped high, and stepped heavily on the wall with both feet!

With this huge power, Matthew swung the mace in his hand like a random swing.

It's just that he easily passed Jin Bin's body, hugged Angel's waist alone, and rushed towards the window.

The knife and mace in his hand slammed heavily on the bulletproof glass, and he jumped out after turning around.

"Interesting? I remember."

Jin didn't have the slightest intention of chasing after him, but just silently watched the trembling stand-in who became more and more intense.

Matthew and Angel, who jumped out of the window, fell on a huge spider web in mid-air, and landed safely on the ground.

It was Spider-Man who appeared in front of them.

It's just that his condition doesn't look good at all.

There was a huge tear on the poor-quality uniform, and the hood had a clear smell of blood.

"I know what you're talking about. Now Jin is not an enemy we can face."

Matthew put Angel in his hand down directly.

The situation was urgent before, and he didn't have time to pay attention to how he took Angel away.

"Next time, I mean if there is a next time, I hope it doesn't hug me like a sack."

Angel retched and said directly.

Matthew's huge impact before made her feel her internal organs being squeezed, and now she has no other thoughts except to vomit.

"Come on, I'll get in touch, it's just that my law firm seems to have to close for a few days."

Matthew took a deep look at Spider-Man.

In his perception, Spider-Man's strong body was seriously injured, which is not good news, at least within this week, Spider-Man will not have any fighting power.

"Sorry, Lawyer Murdoch. Involved your friend in this accident."

Spider-Man spoke weakly, with a deep apology.

"Go and rest for a few days, leave me a contact information, and I will contact you when I act."

Matthew pulled the muscles on his face, revealing a somewhat forced smile.

The most powerful help he can think of is Rorschach who is running around holding a wooden sign somewhere. To be honest, he doesn't like to deal with Rorschach.

That guy is too direct, and many times there is no way to reason at all.

As for Rumlow and Luke, they also seemed a little weak when facing Jin Bin.

This is Matthew's judgment based on his own strength.

When he faced Jin Bin, he could clearly feel the danger.

Although Rumlow is slightly stronger than him, he will not perform much better than him in the face of Jin Bin.

As for Luke, the current Luke has no way to beat Matthew. Although he can't be regarded as weak, as a combat power, it can only be regarded as an addition.

Matthew needs to think about how to face Jin Bin.

As for Bulkelso, Matthew didn't intend to bother him.

There seems to be something wrong with Bulkelso's recent state, although Matthew can't figure out what's wrong.

"I think we all underestimated Jin Bin, he just knocked me out with a random hammer.

If I hadn't sensed the danger in advance, you might only find traces of my existence in the rotten flesh on the ground. "

Spider-Man coughed twice and then gave a note with the address on it.

Matthew took it silently, turned to Angel and said:

"You'd better hide. If Kim wants to find us, you are the most dangerous one. Although I think he may not intend to kill us directly."

Matthew was a little puzzled.

Jin is absolutely not able to kill Spider-Man, and even killing Matthew is not so difficult.

But he seemed happy to see it all going on.

Jin Bing's performance made Matthew a little confused.

"None of the people Jin Bing wanted to find could run away. I decided to go to work normally tomorrow."

Angel finally recovered from the retching and spoke.

As a police officer, Angel knew very well what would happen to those who were caught by Kim and noticed.

So he has no intention of changing his attitude towards life.

But at this moment, Jin Bin, who was standing still and looking at the stand-in who was full of fear of him, showed a strange expression.

Kool's Master Hammer made it his business to spread fear, and Diablo's Master Hammer would go even further.

Killing is just a means of bringing fear, and fear of the unknown is the deepest instinct.

Therefore, Jin Bin uses a weird style of acting to face everyone around him, which can effectively make fear more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

But just now, he felt that the original deep fear dissipated in an instant.

So this caught Jin Bin's attention.

"Do you think I'm scary?"

Jin Bin said this to the double in front of him.

With a dead man's expression, he stared coldly at the substitute who looked very similar to him after the operation.

"Scary! No! Not scary!"

That poor stand-in was just an ordinary person, and he couldn't think calmly when facing Jin Bin.

"Then why do you look for other people's care? Or do you have any thoughts that you shouldn't have?"

Jin Bing spoke in the calmest tone.

He knew that doing so would instill the deepest fear in the poor double.

The fear Diablo needs isn't the most widespread kind.

Fear was everywhere, and that fear only allowed him to regain his strength.

But it would be foolish to want to defeat Buer Kaisuo at this level.

He needs a deeper kind of, more weird fear, which is the power that can take him to a higher level.

For this reason, he did not hesitate to let those Venerable Sky Hammers do unnecessary things, and he did not hesitate to use his will to interfere with Sky Hammer's choice.

Fear is a powerful force, but too complex.

Fear can arise about everything, just as some people are afraid of spiders and others are afraid of snakes.

Different fears allow him to better feel human frailties.

He didn't believe that Bulkelso could seal all fear away by dividing the soul.

The fear is that there is always something left out, just as a person suddenly develops a fear of the familiar.

"Okay, you can continue with your work, I will deal with you soon."

Kim casually arranged for a substitute.

Direct punishment or even killing is meaningless, and it cannot satisfy the "god" that Jin Bing believes in.

The unknown can make the stand-in fear all day long, and there will be something a little bit different.

In constant fear, people will become more convinced that they cannot overcome fear.

Similar to self-hypnosis.

If you always feel that you can't do it, then one day you really can't do it again.

Will is the most precious power, and it is equally useful if you use it to lock yourself.

It's just that Jin Bing's approach was a bit silly, hesitating and hesitant, without the appearance of an underworld emperor.