Dark Savages Come To the United States

Just as the two demon gods in hell were discussing in low voices, Tyrell was already standing in front of Madok with the brilliance of the Holy Feather.

"Madock, that incident was just an act of desperation."

Tyrell's whole body was covered by the hood, and he couldn't see his face at all.

"You go one step further, then wait for the jade to die! Tyrael! You know that only Sonya and Bulkelso have little trust in you, and now you are proving that you have never been as noble as you said! "

Maddock's body has swelled a full circle, and it seems that the next moment will fully show the posture of the fury of the berserker in front of Tyrell.

At that time, Maddock will gain power far beyond his lifetime, and that time also means that the Archangel of Justice will become the enemy of the barbarians.

"Have you seen fate? Or do you know something that I don't?"

Tyrael held the Holy Feather's Radiance flatly in front of his body, and turned sideways, just like when he faced Malthael back then.

He is ready to fight and just waiting for an outcome.

"Damn it, I said pull me out of this damn place, I'm not in the mood to listen to your crap, I can't breathe!"

Constantine let out a roar in the cocoon, and then the whole cocoon swelled up like a balloon!

That's all about the hell lord, after experiencing the demon god Mephisto being reborn from his body and Duriel drawing his power.

This hell lord who enjoys part of the authority of hell has finally made a choice.

Hell is being destroyed little by little, and no one can feel this except those hell lords who have authority.

And he is already the only hell monarch born in hell.

The Fang of Shadow is tearing apart the entire hell little by little, and is about to exchange the destruction of this piece of hell for the coming of the Burning Hell.

And Mephisto, the lord of hell, is ready to disappear, just to remind those who should know about it in the last time!

"Quiet!"

Tyrell's voice was as distant and grand as a bell being rung, and in an instant, Constantine's body emerged from the worm's cocoon!

"Tyrael, make a choice! Do you want to bear the wrath and hatred of the barbarians!"

Maddock's muscles swelled to a limit, and numerous cracks appeared on the surface of his skin.

The last Wrath of the Berserker is about to emerge, and what do the barbarians know?

Those have nothing to do with the justice of Tyrael!

"Wait for the choice of fate! Barbarians, it only takes a moment for you to understand why I am standing here!

Fate will tell you how to face justice! "

The brilliance of the Holy Feather in Tyrell's hand slowly rose, and the energy on Tyrell's body was being recycled little by little.

At this moment, the figure of Imprius appeared in front of Tyrell, holding the repaired Solarion Spear of Courage in his hand, and pierced Tyrell's chest with the scorching sun and aurora!

"Fate will not come! He took over my job, let me stop you again! Tyrael!

Just like back then on the Crystal Dome! "

The voice of the Archangel of Courage spread throughout the area like the sun, and scattered all the atmosphere of solemn justice on the ground.

Solarion hung justice high in the air, and the sun-like brilliance dazzled the body of the Archangel of Justice until only the dazzling light remained!

"Tyrael! Do you still want to go against the wishes of the Angris Council now, and do you still want to commit the crime of 'against the sky'?

Do you still want to ignore everything covered by courage, just for the 'destiny' you rely on after losing your wisdom?

Let me see! justice! Do you have power far above us, as he said! "

Imprius's armor began to turn red little by little, and the metal-like ring suspended above his head began to emit hot sunlight!

"Brother, justice never compromises!"

Tyrell shouted and his body turned into a puff of smoke and moved from everyone's sight to another place.

Imprius's attack was as useless as when Tyrael pierced Malthael's chest with the long sword in his hand.

It is very troublesome for them to fight thoroughly, but it is not impossible.

"But your justice has long deviated from what it should be! Justice should be recognized by countless lives, so I will show up to stop you!

Why is it only me who stops you, have you never thought about it! "

Imprius stood in front of Maddock, the scorching sun and aurora in his hand streaked across the balloon-like cocoon that wrapped Constantine, and then burned the remnants of Duriel with fiery power. ashes.

"clang!"

There was a sound of a weapon hitting the armor, and Leoric slashed Tyrell back to where he should be.

Now Leoric is not just a Skeleton King with a Duriel body!

Death is still inside him! Death is lingering with his soul!

"Surprise? Justice!? Whose justice are you? It's not mine anyway."

There was an inexplicable smile on Leoric's face, and the giant hammer in his hand made a humming sound in midair.

"As Malthael told you, no one can stop death. Do you think Malthael was merciful because you were Tyrael?

Don't make me think justice is irrational, Tyrael. Malthael wants to guide justice from the beginning to the end, and you chose to betray wisdom. "

After Leoric finished speaking, Tyrell's figure stood firmly in place.

Indeed, the power of justice is the most powerful among the archangels, but it still cannot let him overcome the defenses of courage and death.

Death in this world doesn't have much combat experience, but the existence that uses this power is called Leoric!

"So, what are you going to do? Prius, justice is always noble..."

"Then you'd better continue to be noble, Izreal has already made a compromise, thanks to my efforts!"

As Imprius said this, the spear in his hand was at his waist, and it seemed that he might stab Tyrell directly at any time!

"Justice should always be independent, but it cannot be separated from everything in this world. Tyrell, you should understand what I mean. I am no longer someone you can ignore."

Leoric put his hand on Imprius' shoulder, and under the high temperature of Courage, his hand smelled of barbecue.

"You are standing on the edge of danger. I don't know how you restricted Israel, but he will not make compromises like you said, unless it is part of 'fate'."

Tyrael was still secretive about Israel's news, but in exchange for Maddock's sneer.

Where is fate?

Faced with this problem, I am afraid that only barbarians know it.

The fate that Lei Ko believed in was never Yizrael, or it was precisely because Lei Ko had come into contact with the real fate that Yizrael used her own power to monitor Lei Ko.

It's just to find the trajectory of fate.

If Reiko is a barbarian who has truly touched fate, then Madoc is an existence who can enjoy fate!

Remember Maddock's title! Battle Prophet!

What could the prophet know but fate?

"Okay, the farce is coming to an end, is justice going to judge us now? Or are you saying that you have forgotten how to judge after you handed over the hammer of judgment to Bulkeso?

By the way, you have never used the weapon that symbolizes a fair trial, so would you mind telling me, since when have you been unable to hold the hammer of judgment again? Tyrell! "

Maddock kept talking trivial words, swinging the ax up and down in his hand.

The purple man's remains were at his feet, constantly being torn apart by the strong wind from the swing of the weapon.

"Bulkelso is about to wake up, if you still want to witness justice, witness how a mortal executes justice, then just stay still and wait for Bulkelso to wield the hammer of judgment to reason with you !"

Maddock's broken thoughts finally fell into silence after these words fell.

Where is the justice?

Vorusk represents the greed and plunder of death, but it is unusual for Vorusk to be able to find death!

He is the existence favored by death in the first place!

And he challenged the death that gave him strength! And let the barbarian bear the painful consequences!

Lei Kou came into contact with fate, chose to be silent under the guidance of fate, and chose to sacrifice under the requirement of fate.

Lai Ko is a believer in fate!

She really saw fate, and was tightly entangled with fate. All resistance became empty jokes, and finally she chose incomplete relief in pain.

And Bulkeso was justice the moment he appeared!

He was closely integrated with justice, but at that time Bulkelso lacked courage.

That's why Prius chose Bull Casso, because it takes courage to do justice.

And Tyrell, he is the archangel of justice, but under the bewitching of balance, he took balance as justice.

After he hides the power of justice, justice is lost!

Bull Casso stands under justice, under the justice of humanity!

Everything he sacrificed for justice was his choice. He gained courage and chose a noble sacrifice.

Under the witness of fate, he has become a righteous walker. He is fighting against all injustices. Everything he does may be more intuitive and concise than Tyrell!

Did Tyrell do anything to seal the Seven Demon Kings?

The seal of Mephisto and Baal came from the explosion of the Worldstone, and only the barbarians were sacrificed for it.

Which one of Andariel, Duriel, Azmodan, and Belial has not come to an end at the hands of humans?

Diablo had two disastrous defeats, one due to Leoric and Aidan, and the other due to Bul-Kelso and Nephalem.

What did Tyrael do?

He yelled "Go to the Nephalem!" and missed every bloody fight.

With whom is justice?

"If you are the righteous, then how can I exist? Barbarian, now you tell me loudly, who am I!"

Tyrell's voice was full of anger.

Faced with Maddock's doubts, he has not even left the most basic decency.

He is the Archangel of Justice, but whose justice is the justice of an angel? Anyway, it's not from barbarians, and the Archangel of Justice is a disaster for barbarians.

"Brother, you need guidance, it's just..."

Imprius's words are so-so.

What justice needs is the guidance of wisdom, but wisdom has never said anything to Tyrael since she locked herself in the big library.

So who is guiding Tyrael?

Only Israel!

Wisdom has insight into the truth, so it chooses the wise way.

It's just that wisdom thinks on a higher level, and the desired result is not something that other people can bear.

"How could Yizrael take over your job? The invitation to the high-level heaven is not as simple as talking, the crystal arch has been broken."

The wings of light behind Tyrael began to dim.

Obviously he has completely given up using fighting methods to solve the current trouble.

"Israel, he has always had to fight for what he wants, and he convinced me with a condition that I couldn't refuse."

Imprius slowly dissipated the Solarion in his hands, and his red armor began to cool down.

"Auriel? She paid the most when escaping from Malthael, and she shouldn't wake up now."

Tyrell said this to Imprius in front of him, and while they were talking, the aura on Bulkasso became stronger and stronger.

"Hope never dies."

Imprius lifted Constantine up from the ground, placed it in front of him, and said thoughtfully.

It is also impossible to hope that the Archangel has never completely died out.

Even if the Great Demon God wants to completely devour all the archangels, it is impossible for him to erase all traces of Auriel.

The dark universe will also burst into bright light unexpectedly, and all dying stars will always spread their last afterglow.

Even a black hole, even a force from which nothing can escape, has no way to make light lose its existence.

"So, Leoric?"

Tyrael finally shifted his gaze to Leoric.

In his eyes, the Skeleton King is the one who will never fade away. He is the one who will always exist. If there is anyone to pin his hopes on, then only Leoric is the most likely.

At this time, Constantine's body began to exude the brilliance that belonged to Auriel.

That was the power that hope bestowed on Angel, and it was the power that was plundered by Constantine in his own way.

Hope never favors anyone alone, so everyone can have the power of hope equally.

And Auriel's consciousness is not far away, and she left her traces a long time ago.

"Yes, my crown."

There was a slight tremor of soul in Leoric's blue eyes, he tore his scalp vigorously and tore open a small hole in Duriel's body.

Then threw the gleaming crown on Constantine.

At the moment of contact, a gentle light appeared on Kang Si Tanding's body.

Aurel Manli's figure appeared in front of everyone.

Constantine fell into a coma the moment Auriel appeared, but as a primer for waking up Auriel, he will get a lot of benefits.

And have a good dream.

"Terrell, long time no see."

When Auriel's voice came, all the disputes began to calm down.

Maddock's body, which had swelled to the limit, began to slowly retract, and the healing and compassion were equally distributed to all the existences present, but it bypassed the broken body of the purple man.

It's not that the wicked don't deserve hope, but that the best hope for the wicked comes only after the trial is over.

If it still exists after the trial, hope will be passed on equally.

And justice is now in the hands of Burkesso!

The appearance of Auriel has no extra brilliance, nor will it show any amazing miracles.

Hope is always there, it's just often overlooked.

Her appearance will not tell the whole world, and the world will not behave differently because of the existence of hope.

Hope is always there.

"Auriel, what did you and Imprius do?"

Tyrell's voice was as calm as ever!

No one can judge justice, and Tyrael is justice itself.

But justice itself seems incomplete, because judgment should fall on all beings equally.

"We're just trying to keep you on track, Archangel of Justice, Tyrael! Why do you think we're divided on whether to destroy humanity?"

Auriel's voice slowly passed on, and hearing the existence of this voice would calm the waves in her heart.

Hope is so good, and she only favors those who never give up hope.

Hope and Courage are the most closely associated archangels, and their opinions had never been divided before that vote.

And that time, Auriel voted no, and Prius coldly voted yes.

Wisdom has insight into the thoughts of Auriel and Imprius, and he also tries to restore justice.

"What did Israel do without telling us?"

Tyrael grasped the point almost instantly, and all the fuses pointed to Yzreal, the archangel of "Destiny".

A handsome archangel who entrusts his destiny to justice? A fate that makes wisdom drift away?

Tyrael had thought that Malthael had left only because wisdom would question everything and change everything. There is a strong curiosity in the essence of wisdom, so it is just dissatisfied with the established destiny.

"Rathma, want balance."

Bulkelso's voice finally sounded, and while the archangels were chatting, Bulkelso completed the absorption of Duriel.

Now there is a rotting and regenerating wound on Burkasso's left arm!

That's painful retention!

This will never end, until Bulkelso truly becomes a god!

"Bulkelso, you finally gave us some of the information we wanted."

There was some impatience in Imprius's voice, the barbarians and the high heavens were never shared in information.

Just like hell, heaven and earth, the division is clear.

"Necromancer? Priest of Rathma?"

Maddock patted his head and said.

What is the necromancer looking for?

Necromancers are a profession taught by Rasma himself, they find a balance between life and death.

"Rasma believes that the balance between life and death allows him to master the rules of life integrity. I have reason to believe that Rasma killed Vasily himself."

Bulkelso said with some reluctance.

Now that the words have already been said here, it seems that there is no point in concealing them.

Vasily, the original ancestor of the Druids.

The druid who integrated himself into nature and tried to control the birth of life wanted to use this method to control the power of birth of life.

But his death was a little unclear, just like the first generation of Bulkasso. There has never been any record of what they experienced at the time that led to the later results.

"Did Israel give him direction or did he plunder Israel?"

Auriel asked in a slow and gentle tone, but when any words came out of her mouth, they seemed to be the most gentle statements.

Yzreal's true face may be well concealed, no matter where he was born or in the eternal battle, he always calls himself destiny.

If wisdom is because of the curiosity that questioned everything and discovered the true face of Yzreal, then hope is to witness the existence of fate when she casts hope on Lecco.

Yzreal, Archangel of Balance.

A weak archangel who rarely makes a sound.

What Auriel wanted to know was whether Israel chose to pin everything on Rathma or whether Rathma locked her eyes on Israel after thinking about it.

"Rasma has always wanted to wake up Lilith, but that should be just the first step. I wonder if what Rasma follows is balanced." Bulkelso's eyes were a little erratic when he was telling the story, as if in a daze.

"If he chooses balance, then he may also awaken Inaris, and demons and angels are considered balance."

"Then if he plunders Yzreal, whose strength has he weakened? The Hell Lord and us have always been equal."

Imprius interrupted Bulkeso's words somewhat rudely.

Courage is sometimes not so rational.

"pain."

Leoric glanced at the wound on Bulkelso's arm and said.

A demon who was supposed to be born as the fourth demon god was forcibly divided into two. Who knows whether the two powers are half of the pain.

During the period from the birth of Andariel to the pain of looting "half", many things happened.

And that's a long story, too.

"Impossible! I am the torment of the soul, and Duriel is the torment of the body! Our oneness is the pain itself!"

Andariel's voice sounded from Burkasso's mind.

If there is anyone who can't accept this result the most, then it is this hell devil who seeks a life of pain!

Suddenly someone told her that the completeness she pursued was just a broken one, so no one would accept it.

Not to mention Andariel, who has always been known for her fanaticism and insanity!

Bulkelso didn't intend to answer Andariel's question, but the Skeleton King spoke as if he heard Andariel's scream.

"The pain of the body and the pain of the soul? How are they related? The body and the soul are inseparable. Killing the soul kills the body, killing the body destroys the soul.

I have never heard of anyone who can continue to live without the soul, nor will there be anything that can be called life after losing the carrier of the soul. "

When Leoric said these words, intentionally or unintentionally, he glanced at Maddock who was standing not far away.

Maddock gave up thinking when the topic went to a place he couldn't understand, and now he was stepping on the purple man's body to look at it.

Maddock didn't know what to say about this guy who was about to be completely scrapped and brought it back to the holy mountain. He didn't want to use his ax as a shovel to shovel meat sauce from the ground.

For that kind of thing, it is more appropriate to use a spoon.

"Harrogas is the carrier of the souls of the ancestors, and their bodies are the holy mountain of Harrogas."

That's what Bulkelso said, and it was enough for Leoric to understand what he meant.

The souls of the ancestors were not detached from the body, or they gathered their souls in the holy mountain and regarded the holy mountain as their own body.

That is why there is never more than one holy mountain for the barbarians.

Of course, this is also the reason why there are only so few ancestor spirits on the holy mountain of Harrogas.

The holy mountain Arreat, which hosted more barbarian spirits, was completely finished in the hands of Tyrael, so the barbarians never had extra favors for Tyrael.

"You should ask Israel this kind of question. I don't think that guy would choose to resist with force in front of me."

Bulkasso looked up at Imprius, showing his unscrupulousness in his peaceful tone.

The few archangels present were enough to cause him injuries and troubles, but it was impossible to defeat him!

Unless Bulkelso isn't himself anymore.

The authority of justice's trial is in his hands, and Tyrell will not be better when facing Bulkelso than when Diablo is facing Bulkelso.

Courage has pinned itself on Bulkelso, just like the choice made by Leoric, no matter what Imprius will not stand against Bulkelso.

I hope that the Archangel is equal to every existence, and will not deliberately target any one.

The death-only rule was somewhat threatening to Bulkelso, but death was now on Leoric's side.

Malthael, the Archangel of Death?

No!

He is the Archangel of Wisdom! It just replaced death and became the wisdom of death!

Vorusk had told Bul-Kelso what it would cost him the right to die.

Get death, then you must not escape death!

If wisdom cannot be killed, then Malthael can be killed now, the kind that cannot be resurrected in the high heavens!

A complete death, a fair death!

A death that treats everything equally!

Vorusk was a nephalem who knew early on that he would face death.

Maybe it wasn't brought by time, but the battle made him face death more than once.

For people, it is true that people will die if they are killed, so Volusk launched a rebellion against death without hesitation.

"Bulkelso, you may not be able to deal with Yzreal now. It's not that he can't be killed by you, but that you can't find his existence."

As Imprius said this, the light wings of courage behind him spread out, trying to strengthen his persuasion.

Yzreal didn't choose to revive in this world like they did, but hid himself in an existence that was hard to kill.

Doctor Manhattan!

Israel is hiding in Dr. Manhattan's sight. If you want to catch Israel, you have to solve Dr. Manhattan.

A nearly omnipotent existence that completely lost its humanity after becoming omnipotent!

There is no point in attacking him, and hurting him will not get the slightest feedback.

Of course, death will take effect on him, but the rules of this world don't intend to deal with this guy who just quietly observes everything.

An nerd who doesn't say a word and just watches what happens is no threat to the world.

Annihilation completely destroyed Dr. Manhattan's humanity with his own power, and nothing could move that blue guy who gave up all traces of human beings.

"What did you use to convince him? Imprius?"

Leoric twitched the corner of his mouth, then pressed his hand on the corner of his own mouth and twitched continuously.

It had been a long time since he had experienced the feeling of twitching a muscle, which made him feel a little bit tired of this time.

"A message from the Lord of Hell, and a promise to look on at his choice."

Prius didn't seem to intend to say much on this topic, so it was a little perfunctory.

If Leoric was smarter, he would choose to stop this topic, because this is the best choice for each other.

But Leoric was too smart, and he realized that the current Imprius had nothing to do when facing him, and this answer would give more information to the people present.

"What promise? And who are you connected with?"

Leoric wanted to take out a watermelon to eat a couple of bites, he hadn't eaten a juicy fruit for a long time.

He has always missed the taste of watermelon.

Besides, he wasn't black either. Duriel's body turned into a very white body, which matched Death's appearance in human form very well.

So there will be no question of discrimination.

"How does that relate to the news we're discussing?"

Imprius said with some dissatisfaction, and the temperature on his body began to rise again.

"Okay, the death of this world, you have heard it now, why don't you talk about your purpose?"

Bulkelso cast his sights on Leoric, his voice was flat and unwavering.

He hastily raised the medicine bottle at his waist to his mouth and drank it, but his eyes were fixed on Leoric's body.

"What we want is your permission, and the acquisition of those unfamiliar rules in your world. The world wants to become stronger, and we are also chasing strength."

The figure of death came out of Leoric's body lightly. The black hooded robe covered his whole body, but he didn't look shriveled through the robe.

Who knows how a skeleton can be bumpy.

But death appeared in front of everyone like this.

"A different road, you will never become the god of creation, but you will undoubtedly go further and further on the road of strength."

Auriel waved the streamer in hand and said.

Facing the rules of this world, Auriel has no special thoughts at all.

The rules of the real personification of the two worlds are not the same, and there is no bridge between the two parties who is very unhappy.

These rules are only the composition of the power of the Creator God, and it is still possible to maintain a certain degree of consciousness by abandoning the power.

This is the prerogative of rules personified.

It's just that after that kind of consciousness loses the protection of power, there is no way to guarantee anything.

Who knows if the guy who gained authority and power and became the creator god will leave the consciousness that witnessed everything and continue to exist?

Not every creation god doesn't care about the past.

As for everything that was said in front of this death, no one cared about the so-called "secret", and there was no intention of avoiding it.

Because they want to get everything they need in this world, then these rules of this world are the best allies.

And there doesn't seem to be much conflict between the two parties, at least the directions that have been decided on different paths.

How can there be no disputes in a world managed by multiple beings?

The best news is that no one wants to become a creation god. They will not constantly devour each other, and they will not start an eternal battle like the high-level heaven and the burning hell.

this is a good news.

"Strength is sometimes more important than being a higher being."

Death said this, and then silently organized the language, incidentally connecting with her brother.

This important matter still needs to be known to Eternity. Death does not mention the courage and qualifications of everyone else to make a decision.

If she was able to pose a threat to Burkasso because of her own death personality, then she could probably only rival the two great archangels in terms of energy and strength.

Or two hell demon gods.

In terms of power, after the death that devoured a world, this death represents the rule of two copies.

The sum of the Archangel of the High Heaven and the Demon King of Hell is Anu himself.

And the unity of eternity, annihilation, death, infinity and life court in this world is the God of Creation.

Those who have devoured a world have reached the level of the two creator gods in terms of power, but in terms of personality, they are consistent with the archangels and hell devils after all.

After the current Bul-Kaisso got the devouring rules and time rules of another world, he got the sin and half of the pain represented by Azmodan.

The current Bulkelso has surpassed the individuals of the five great gods.

The two worlds reached a delicate balance at this time.

There are a lot of Yiseril's handwriting, and that guy's monitoring of Lei Ko's body is not in vain.

At least he was able to observe some fragments of fate like a living Madock.

"Our ultimate appeal is not to let each other abandon themselves, nor to become one to become the god of creation. We just want to gain strength to avoid some dangerous possibilities."

The words of death are a little messy.

But Bulkasso and the others probably understood.

The devil king of hell wants to become the great demon god, but everyone wants to become the consciousness that dominates the power.

It doesn't feel good to be devoured, even if it's part of the Creator God.

"What does it cost us? Some rules? IMHO that's unlikely!"

Leoric said with a smile, and then began to wink.

The feeling of gaining muscle made him feel refreshed to the bone.

The long-lost feeling was enough to make him fall into a short-term excitement.

But just like what he said, it is impossible to make Bulkelso pay the rules of the original world!

Bulkasso and the others want to embark on the path of the God of Creation, which is the path of reclaiming all the rules.

Give some of it to someone else? That doesn't seem very realistic.

But Auriel and Imprius didn't say a word about it, while listening to the bored Maddock already planning to carve a sculpture in the shape of a purple man from the stone on the ground, and then paste it with minced meat.

The purple man's soul is not completely finished yet, if he does this, there is still a chance for the purple man to continue to exist as a training partner.

As for the hatred, he had already fallen into a complete coma the moment death came.

Death is the rule of this world, and she can restrain all life in this world.

At the moment when death appeared, no one except a few people involved would know what happened here.

"Exactly, how much do you want?"

Bulkelso directly interrupted Leoric's question.

Everyone wants to be the God of Creation, but what Bulkai wants is completeness!

He wants to end everything, to bring about change.

But becoming a creator god is not his noblest purpose.

If he wanted to completely become a Creation God, then he would not agree to hand over his share of death after becoming a Creation God to Leoric.

For this reason, Imprius and Auriel also chose to side with Bulkelso!

Break the balance, and then let everything develop in a good direction as much as possible.

Balance may be important, but what exactly is balance and how is it defined?

That's a question that the Creator Gods would think about, and they don't need to think about it.

Guys who can think from the perspective of the creator god can no longer be called human beings, and Masail may have seen some traces of that way of thinking.

Therefore, whether in the eyes of high heaven, burning hell or human beings, Malsail is completely crazy.

If they could know what the Chuangshi God thought, then they would have been the Chuangshi God long ago.

Who knows if the world is the product of a guy who looks like a ramen after a big drunk?

Does the master care or does the cook not care?

"We can compromise on the rules, but what we want is how that rule works."

After contacting eternity, death directly stated its own bottom line.

The new existence will make the world grow gradually, and they will become stronger accordingly.

Growth is their most fundamental need, especially after choosing to plunder last time brought a lot of sequelae.

They no longer choose the most dangerous course of action.

What's more, Annihilation and Infinity can't do anything at all now. If there is a battle, then Eternity plus Death will face the Tribunal of Life and Bulkelso all of them.

This approach is stupid.

"Yes, but I can only promise you on my own behalf, because I'm not sure who the final winner is, you can also wait until the guy named Marsail arrives and try to discuss with him.

As long as you are ready to fight me. "

When Bulkelso spoke, he set his eyes on the arm of death, and there was still a hand bone on the head of his bed.

He thought that was a stark enough warning.

"Bulkelso, and Rathma. Although I don't want to admit it, I don't think Rathma will be helpless when facing Masail."

That's all the information that the high heavens and the barbarians know.

Compared with the devil king of hell, the angels seem to be more in line with the pure image except for wisdom and hope...

And the barbarians are not ignorant of everything, Lecco firmly believes in the foreshadowing of fate, and fate is not Yzreal.

But fate is there, as is Vorusk and death.

At present, the information Diablo knows is unknown to Mephisto and Barr, and the information known by the Demon King of Hell does not completely coincide with the information known by the high-level heaven.

Savage knows information that neither party knows.

There are also Rathma and Marthael, as the truly deep existences in the Diablo series, they will only know more.

The five gods of this world have different positions, but they do not conflict with the barbarians.

Then the world will become richer.

Thank you for your support, thank you!

I will continue to work hard to update, and try my best to tell the story completely.