Dark Savages Come To the United States

"Come on, Imprius. I told you, don't tell me that your stomach feels weird after eating!"

Bulkeso didn't intend to stay where he was and watch Madoc and Olongus quarrel in the air.

"Gu Yi, come and find me after the things here are over. I should be in the blacksmith's shop."

After Bulkeso finished speaking, he dragged Imprius along the road.

Everything here will not have any sequelae, now is the rest time, there is no need for him to tense his nerves to find the devil to fight.

...

"Hulk is going to crush you!"

In the place where Modok and Dr. Stern were conducting research, Dr. Banner woke up at the time calculated by Modok.

As soon as he looked up, he saw Betty lying on the operating table, which was obviously not a good thing.

After a brief moment of panic, anger filled his brain.

The Hulk appears!

"Just in time, a big guy with no reason, reminds me of those guys I saw in the final group."

With a strange smile, Mordoc took out the Seabreaker from his hand, and walked around a few times.

He has heard about the power of Hulk, and now is the time to witness his own power!

"Hulk smashed!"

The sojourner Hulk folded his hands together and slammed down on Mordok's head like a giant hammer.

But it was directly blocked by the chain of the weird sky hammer of the Sea Breaker.

The power of the Seabreaker can forcibly control the water flow, but it is not lacking in strength at all.

"Dr. Stern, continue your research, you know what will happen if you piss me off."

Modok was still able to speak easily after taking Hulk's blow. Perhaps Hulk has not returned to his peak state after a series of research.

After all, enough general Ross and abomination to become monsters have been taken out of him, and Hulk is a little weak now.

"Hulk Slash!"

The Hulk Hulk behaved like an imbecile at this time, only using that extremely simple attack method back and forth.

Obviously he is still a long way from mastering his own power.

"Hulk, it seems that you have such a big name for nothing. Now you are like a child who can't get toys. You don't even know how to fight."

Mordoc laughed wildly.

In the past, the powerlessness he experienced in front of those who could directly ignore his psychic ability was finally a thing of the past.

Venerable Skyhammer let him regain his dignity, but there was some deviation between this dignity and the one he wanted.

"Modoc, now you must tell me what you want."

Dr. Stern continued to transform Betty Ross with his big head on his head, and the words in his mouth did not affect the work in hand.

"What about the reason I want everyone to fear me?

I've felt that feeling of fear all my life long ago, and now it's time for other people to feel what I have felt. "

Mordoc smiled strangely and tied Hulk in place with the chains of the Sea Breaker, as if playing.

This Hulk can't pose much threat to a Skyhammer Venerable, at least it's unlikely until he returns to his peak.

"Then what you do doesn't seem to make sense, and you feel empty and hateful when you see everyone looking at you with fear.

Or you and I can get what you want as long as we walk down the street with this big head on our heads.

Everyone will face you and me with mixed fear, and there is no point in that. "

Dr. Stern completed the guard work of the transformation, put down the tools in his hand, turned around and said to Mordoc.

Approved of Mordoc?

Don't be kidding, it hasn't been long for Dr. Stern to become this ghost, so now he retains more normal thinking.

"Huh? As long as I'm strong enough, my look will become fashionable! As long as I can control everyone's heart, I'm the most handsome man on the planet. And fear can do that!"

Mordok tightened the chains on his hands and dragged Hulk to the ground like a caterpillar.

But he didn't realize that Hulk's strength was increasing little by little. A guy whose source of power is anger is not something that can be easily defeated.

Anger knows no bounds, and anger is hard to measure.

"I think what you should consider now is, are you really as powerful as you say? There is a guy who is not afraid of you at all in front of your eyes. Now you are more like talking nonsense."

Dr. Stern turned around and gently injected a tube of injection into Betty Rose's body, which was the last step.

Even he didn't know what the results of this transformation would lead to, so he could only hope that everything would go to the good side.

"Crazy!"

A somewhat strange cry came from Betty Rose's mouth. This woman who had undergone a transformation in her coma finally woke up!

A pair of eagle-like wings suddenly appeared from her back, and her feet turned into sharp claws.

Harpy!

"Banna!"

A sharp voice came out of her mouth, and the first time she woke up, she saw the struggling Hulk.

Then I was stunned by my own voice!

"What's wrong with me!?"

Betty was in a hurry to support the ground with her feet, but suddenly her center of gravity was disturbed by the wings in many places. When her body became unstable, she stepped on the ground with her claws and made three scratches.

"Huh? You made your own modification according to my transformation plan? I thought she would be irrational."

Mordoc raised his eyes to look at Dr. Stern, and then pulled Huo in front of him again with both arms.

"So what are you going to do, Dr. Stern? Use the banshee I should have created to attack me? Or are you going to wait for the moment when I win?"

Mordoc was slightly surprised by Dr. Stern's actions, but he didn't care.

Both he and Dr. Stern have extraordinary wisdom, but the power he possesses is beyond the reach of Dr. Stern.

He is also the only one who has no idea about the identity of Venerable Skyhammer.

He wanted power to dominate his life, but it was ruined by those bastards in the final brigade.

Now that he has power, no one can manipulate his life anymore, no one!

"I just think I need some humanity after all. Wisdom will only make you go further and further down the road of indifference."

Dr. Stern clapped his hands. Since he was powerless to resist what Mordoc wanted, helping poor Betty Ross to the extent he could do was the biggest change he could make.

"Okay, I don't care about that. I don't know if you've ever heard the saying that ethics and morals are the stumbling block to modern science? I don't think you'll ever reach a higher level."

Mordock smiled, put his big face next to the angry Hulk's face, and then said to Dr. Stern from an angle like taking a selfie.

"I won, Hulk and you both lost, it's that simple..."

Before Mordok finished speaking, Skyhammer Seabreaker let out a crisp crunching sound, and the iron chains that bound Hulk were broken.

Then he heard an extremely loud roar!

"Hulk smashed!"

Hulk's strength was constantly recovering in anger, and he broke the chain just now, and used his casserole-sized fist to measure the size of Mordok's face.

It finally proved that the Hulk's fist with the big face of Modoc couldn't fill it up.

"Obviously, you're not quite right."

Dr. Stern saw the punch on Mordoc's face with his own eyes, and said in a tone as if he felt the same.

The Sky Hammer Breaker itself is a somewhat special sky hammer, more like the front end of the meteor hammer is shaped like a claw hammer.

It seems that if you use the hammer head of the sea breaker to pull out the nail, it may not be bad.

However, although the chain is a part of the sky hammer, the hammer head is obviously more particular about the materials used.

Fortunately, this does not mean that the Sky Hammer of the Sea Breaker was destroyed, and Modok was not completely finished.

There are really not many people who can fight after being punched by Hulk without any defense. Modok has the power that countless soldiers who have surrounded and suppressed Hulk can only dream of.

That's something to be happy about.

"What did you do to me? Aren't you here to help Banner?"

Betty Ross screamed in disbelief.

Now her cry can really cause harm to others on the inner level.

"Ms. Betty Ross, you have become another subject of transformation selected by Mordoc, but now I suggest that you take Dr. Banbanner and leave this place.

Then think about how to contact your father to solve all this. "

Dr. Stern walked slowly to the other end of the laboratory, of course, walking along the passage that Mordoc smashed.

That's the lounge, and there's a nice coffee machine in it, which Dr. Stern likes very much.

"Xin Hao, the coffee machine is not broken yet."

Dr. Stern took out a cup and poured himself a cup of coffee in a funny way, and toasted Banner and Betty Ross.

"Go, Hulk, this place may not welcome your existence more than you think, maybe going to some untouched high mountain is the best place for you to hide.

And now, Ms. Betty Ross, you too are a monster now, and there is no difference between you and Dr. Banner, except of course the gender. "

Dr. Stern slowly sat down on an office chair and turned around lively.

Some of the coffee in the cup spilled on his white coat, making him a little flustered.

"As for me? Mordoc will do nothing to me, for I may be the only one of his kind he thinks, though my head is a little smaller than his."

Dr. Stern took a rag and wiped it in front of him indiscriminately, then pressed the control switch of the laboratory door.

"Go ahead, take Banner out of here, wherever you want. Then I don't want to see you again. After all, my conscience and humanity will be wiped out in front of endless knowledge. Next time, you may No such luck, Ms. Betty Ross."

Betty Ross took a deep look at Dr. Stern, and then tried to flap her wings.

It is said that for human beings, even having a pair of wings is not very suitable for flying.

There are a lot of papers on why birds can fly, such as what is the difference in bone density, there is enough space in the body, and so on.

Humans don't seem to have this trait.

Especially now that Betty Rose has become a Harpy, her muscle density and other things are not much different from Hulk.

It is also born out of Hulk's transformation, and she is just as powerful.

"Miss Betty Ross, please go out of the laboratory before trying to fly. I don't want my cup of coffee to taste like dust."

Dr. Stern yelled, covering his coffee cup with his hand, and never looked back.

Betty Ross glanced at Hulk beside him, and grabbed Hulk's arm with his paws sadly.

"Bruce Banner, we're monsters now."

"Hulk! No! Monster!"

"Of course, we are not monsters, but there is no place for us in the city now."

Betty Ross said so, and then left this place with Hulk.

When their figures got farther and farther away, Dr. Stern took a sip of coffee silently.

"Okay, the coffee is a bit cold. So, Mordoc, do you still think you can be stronger than the Hulk now? Or what do you want to get from the Hulk?"

Dr. Stern spoke frankly, and shifted his gaze to Mordoc, whose face was deformed on the ground.

"What I want is the fear of despair, but why is not what you should know. Although maybe my purpose will not be hidden from you for too long."

Mordoc stood up unsteadily, walked to the side of the coffee machine and used his arms which were too short compared to his head to get himself a cup of coffee.

Skyhammer Sea Breaker turned into a small video ornament and hung it on his waist.

Of course the chain is still not restored, but that is only a matter of time.

"It's very simple to keep me from knowing everything. You just need to keep me from getting in touch with anything about you. Wisdom is not a prophecy, and you need some clues to get to the truth."

"I need your help, don't you think your statement is ridiculous? You will always know, as long as you don't know now, it's enough."

Mordoc wanted to sit in another office chair, but something too big for him to fit in.

So he sat directly on the remaining half of the table.

"It looks like you'll need a special chair."

Dr. Stern turned around with the chair under him lightly, looking a little provocative.

"That's all for later. They will get there. After all, this place is not far from that mountain at all."

Mordoc was not angry about this, and things did not go beyond his plan after all.

"Where do we go then? Receive the resources of the Third Reich? Or go back to your pioneering technology that is riddled with holes?"

"Let's talk about it later, now I just want to drink this cup of coffee slowly. The smell always reminds me of when I was an ordinary researcher, even though I never seemed to have anything decent at that time." results."

...

In the wreckage of Asgard, Diablo sat on Odin's chair and was thinking.

He found that a small slice of the humans he controlled was slipping away from his grasp.

This performance made him understand something.

The rules of this world have already intervened in it, and the good thing is that they and Diablo are not completely opposed.

The conditions that Bulkeso can agree to, Diablo can also give.

The way some of the world's rules evolve, that's not a price to pay at all.

He had obtained the corresponding information with the help of the purple man's soul, and this time he was not the last one.

As for the fact that Imprius became a human being, it was difficult for him.

He and Imprius have played against each other a lot, and they have a very deep understanding of each other.

That's why the courage to choose to devote himself to human beings makes him think about it.

As for the poor observing frog map, it has now become ashes on the ground.

"What are my brothers doing now? They don't know what happens after courage, compared to me.

No, maybe.

After all, Baal is as pure as destruction and courage, maybe Imprius has some connection with him? "

Diablo whispered.

Now he still has a lot of time, after all, Asgard is a Jedi that cannot come at all.

As for Venerable Tianchui's "game", he intends to continue to observe, it is one of the few chess pieces he can play with himself.

Can not give up easily.

"Rasma is behind the scenes? This conclusion surprises me."

Diablo laughed hehehe as he said that.

He might not know much about archangels like Yzreal and Malthael.

But Rathma was an old acquaintance of his.

All the fearful guys in the world cannot escape his perception, and Rathma is the most fearful one.

Even though Rathma had the power to retreat, Diablo never put Rathma in his eyes.

"Rasma, what is the balance between life and death for? Of course, it's not just about finding out the truth about death. There may be no one in this world who understands death better than that guy in Volusk.

But how did Rathmah do it?

How can he deal with Vasily and the first generation of Burkesso? This is not right, this is very wrong! "

No one could hear Diablo's whispers. At this time, Diablo was not at all hysterical like when he stepped on the crystal dome.

As the undisputed strongest of the three demon gods, he is the one who is the most calculating.

As for the wisdom behind Mephisto's hatred, he had discovered it a long time ago. Only the idiot Mephisto would feel that his hiding was flawless.

Thinking about it now, it seems suspicious why only Imprius came to fight him when he ascended to the high heaven.

Since Yizrael wants to pursue balance, why does he think that the absence of the archangels will make him fail?

Diablo was a little puzzled, and began to think about the past, trying to find some clues.

"Could it be Aidan? No! Everything about Aidan was done under my observation, so who could it be?"

Diablo seemed to be at an impasse.

The fact that Aidan chose to insert the Dark Soul Stone into his forehead was expected, and even the result of his own guidance.

Aidan just miscalculated his own toughness as a human being.

But now Bulkasso showed no flaws.

Back then, even with the help of Li Min and those nephalems, Bulkelso had beheaded him, but Bulkelso already had a powerful force that made him have to be vigilant even as a great demon god.

Even if he is as conceited as Diablo, he has to admit that Bulkelso has the ability to seal them in the Dark Linghu Stone, and use his will to win the chance of victory in the tug-of-war.

"Leah? That's even more impossible, even Adria only knows part of everything about Leah. So that guy Leoric?

He was indeed crazy at the time, otherwise he would not have become the Skeleton King.

etc!

Skeleton King?

Rasma! ? "

Diablo seems to have discovered the truth.

Skeletron was born because of his madness.

Skeleton King has indeed become a strong man capable of stuffing a scepter into his mouth in madness.

But why?

If madness can become the Skeleton King, then the Skeleton King should have flooded like walking corpses everywhere.

But since the world opened by Anu and Tasamet, Skeletor has been the only one.

Even among those holy kings born by his hand, none of them had the characteristics of Skeleton King.

And this kind of Skeleton King, who is immortal and beyond life itself, seems to be what Rasma is good at.

"But why? What is a Skeletor for?\

,"Diablo began to think again.

If the birth of the Skeleton King is just a miracle that can't be born once in ten thousand times, then why is it Leoric?

This is definitely not an accident.

The Leoric family became the target of his great dreadlord Diablo and became Skeletron?

This cannot be explained by miracles.

"Everything about me is under Rasma's observation? Rasma can't do such a boring thing, and I didn't seal his mother up. He doesn't need to observe me."

Diablo frowned, and Kur's appearance trembled.

Although he looks like Kur now, he is still the fearful demon god in essence.

His nails are not just fingers, but sharp claws.

"Barbarians? Rathma's target is barbarians?

As the nephalem who had the most contact with Leoric, the barbarian was Rathma's target?

Or are they telling the truth?

The first generation of Burkesso is not dead? But how could an original nephalem have survived the aftermath of the Worldstone explosion?

Or was that guy not in Arreat at the time? "

Diablo felt more and more mysteries.

Now he is very envious of Masail who is famous for his wisdom.

"What does Rathma want from the barbarian?

Or what magical power does the barbarian have that can attract Rathma's attention? "

Speaking of this, Diablo suddenly remembered the weapon that Bulkeso used in the battle with him.

"The solemn oath of Bul-Kathel! The warrior's blood of Bul-Kathel!"

Diablo stood up abruptly from his seat, as if he had thought of the most crucial question!

Bulkelso at that time only showed the pair of weapons named after Bulkelso for a moment, but that was obviously different from the oathkeeper who chopped off his head later!

That pair of double knives is not the most original legend at all!

If it is the most primitive pair of double knives, it is impossible to be destroyed in the aftermath of the dark soul stone explosion!

As the existence with the most exquisite forging skills in the Nephalem, Bulkasso's weapons cannot be damaged!

"Damn it, you all lied to me! Nephalem!"

Diablo felt a little furious.

He has a terrible suspicion!

The reason why Bulkaisso was able to inherit the name of Bulkaisuo was probably inspired by the first Nephalem!

Barbarians respect tradition, even if they are given names, they should not follow the names of their ancestors!

"Rasma, you have got rid of your own fear, and the strong and intractable fear in your body does not come from you at all!

You use me, you know my strength!

You are the one who has truly found a way out of your fear! "

Diablo's voice grew louder, until the entire ruins of Asgard shook in his rage.

"What do you want!?

Leoric did it to get rid of me, so who is the tool you use to get rid of my two brothers?

Or is there some connection between you and Israel? Or are you the archangel of destiny who hides behind the scenes and guides everything? "

Diablo suddenly put away his courage, and looked in the direction of Asgard's treasure house with strong dissatisfaction.

Someone over there got past the chaos caused by Diablo, and managed to sneak into this place that should have been closed.

But the fear in those guys' hearts betrayed them!

"Perhaps, these can be used as new pawns, but how to get them to go to that planet without Bulkeso's sight?

You'll help me, man. "

Diablo watched silently as a phantom figure appeared in front of his eyes.

He wasn't talking to himself from the start.

It turned out that it was the existence of some contradictions with Buer Kaisuo!

Annihilation!

He can't leave his position, but he can still do it if he only connects with a certain person.

Craig's undead existence has always had a death messenger by his side, but that death messenger has always been an annihilation's subordinate.

And now Annihilation came to Diablo in his own way!

Annihilation and Eternity and Death don't quite agree.

Because the situation he is facing cannot be solved by simply making the world richer!

His authority is divided between creation and destruction, and now he has double creation!

But the destruction is still only the original one!

His body has not reached the so-called balance! And he will also be shrunk in that small space and unable to move!

"As long as you can fulfill your promise and give me a piece of destruction, then I will help you!"

Annihilation didn't make any sound, but Diablo could clearly understand what Annihilation said.

"Of course, if you want to truly appear in this place, then a piece of pure destruction is a necessary condition.

But you have to know, just like death is your sister, the God of Destruction is my brother!

Baal is my elder brother, and he has always taken care of my growth. Even if we have no relationship now, it is impossible for me to betray him just because of your empty promise. "

Diablo sat calmly on the throne, and used fear to turn the few frost giants who had just sneaked into Asgard into his dolls.

"So you have rejected my offer."

The phantom of Annihilation showed a slight wavering, obviously his mood fluctuated a bit.

Diablo's presence may or may not have escaped the sight of death and eternity.

But Eternity doesn't intend to meddle too much in the affairs of these outsiders. What he wants is to upgrade the world and make the concept of "eternity" more firm.

And death seems to have placed a bet, but they never put all their eggs in one basket when betting.

They will not criticize Annihilation's actions, because devouring the rules of another world can also benefit, as long as Annihilation does not lead to complete hostility between the two worlds, they will not care!

"I mean, you have to increase the stakes? This price is too cheap."

Diablo said without feeling guilty.

Selling out one's own brother is not a problem at all for the Three Demon Gods.

The pain that has not yet been born has only become a semi-finished product under their calculations.

Maybe it's because it's not easy to vote if there are four demon gods.

"what do you want?"

Annihilation seemed a little confused by Diablo's performance, he hesitated for a while before speaking.

Getting a complete piece of destruction is his most important issue, and that will determine his ultimate height.

"I want you to pay first!"

Diablo said with a smile, he said this with the old face of Kur, adding a bit of a gloomy atmosphere.

"You will get what you want, but you have to remember that fear alone cannot defeat me, you better keep it in your heart!"

Annihilation disappeared after leaving the last sentence, leaving Diablo alone with a smile on his spot.

With a casual call, he turned those frost giants into dolls, grabbed them in his hand, and threw them casually.

[When you really appear, I won't be purely afraid. idiot! 】

Diablo thought so, but he didn't say that.

Although he was confident that that guy could not escape his perception, he still chose to be cautious.

The rules of this world are too simple.

Before there was death who didn't know how to fight at all, now there is this annihilation who doesn't care about conspiracy.

Diablo wondered how these guys managed to devour the rules of another world?

Could it be that the devoured rules only know how to fight with strength like them?

This is not because the rules of other worlds are too simple, but because the world created by Anu, the creator god, is too complicated.

The battle between the Hell Lord and the Archangel never ends, so intrigue and power go into the name Hell Lord.

[Really, so stupid!

I just said these baseless speculations, and this idiot will believe it?

It is indeed very possible that Rathma had a hand in the birth of Leoric, and it is indeed very likely that he has been paying attention to the barbarian himself.

But his position on the barbarians is still unknown.

When Lilith wanted to kill other angels and demons in Sanctuary, Bulkasso and Lasmark were on Lilith's side! 】

Diablo thought so, and incidentally expressed his disdain for Annihilation.

And in the position where Annihilation is, Annihilation is still thinking.

He is simple, and indeed he is not good at intrigue.

But that doesn't mean he's stupid enough to try his best to do something that has no guarantee.

【Diablo? Thy name is not fear. 】

Annihilation sat in his chair, thinking like a reflection before going to bed.

【To what extent do I have to pay the price before I can let this cunning guy hand over the destruction to me?

Solve this guy Leoric? Or fight when that Rathma appears? 】

Annihilation feels a bit of a headache.

Calculations and thinking are unnecessary things for him.

Even if those "death messengers" under his command fail to return as scheduled, he will just randomly choose another soul to do this.

There is not even a need for a "pick" process.

Because he is annihilation, one of the rules of this world.

"Death, come and see your brother, I'm bored!"

Oblivion called to his sister.

He wanted to see her attitude from death first.

After all, Leoric became a huge trouble the moment he came into contact with death.

This world cannot live without death. If death chooses to disappear, then the whole world will be in chaos.

This can cause huge problems with eternal goals.

Annihilation is unwilling to take such a risk to act.

Even if he doesn't like to think, it's only when dealing with low-level guys.

And Death, who was getting along with Leoric in the kingdom of the dead, completely ignored the call of annihilation.

She directly blocked the connection with Annihilation, and now she just wants to spend some time quietly with Leoric.

The love that death needs is very simple, that is to burn herself recklessly, just to let her lover's face be illuminated by light.

The love of death is too heavy for anyone to bear.

In other words, this kind of desperate love will only burn yourself and the person you love in the end.

But fortunately, Leoric, who has a bone as hard as steel and is not afraid of high temperature, doesn't care about these.

He only felt that death was noisy.

"Death, don't you have another name?"

Leoric asked directly, but the content was to question the name of death.

It's as unreasonable and rude as saying your name doesn't sound good to someone directly.

Generally speaking, who cares what other people's names are called?

Jokes about names do more harm than good because they are inherently malicious.

But Death doesn't care about it, and probably doesn't feel it.

For her who is with the dead every day, all common sense of human beings can only stay at the level of knowing.

It’s as if the god who never blinks came to earth and knew that blinking is to keep healthy, but he still feels uncomfortable because of the continuous falling of his “eyelids”.

Death has little personal experience of these human habits and knowledge.

He just wanted to give Leoric her all right now.

"What are you going to call me if you want to?"

Death said with some joy.

Leoric wasn't so strong that he didn't know his actions were disrespectful, but his original intention was to let Death give up his obsession with him.

Leoric didn't like this level of affection, it just bored him if it took up all of his time.

Leoric was a successful king, and of course a successful dead man.

Not every dead person can become a skeleton, and not every king can get the title of "virtuous king".

He doesn't like to mix other emotions when he is doing important things.

But now, helping Bulkelso to become the God of Creation is the most important thing.

If there were other beings who achieved this goal first, then all the promises he got from Bulkelso were illusory.

Now, in his eyes, the most promising existence to become the God of Creation, besides Bulkelso, is Diablo, the guy whose data was deleted for speeding on this track and restarted.

Maybe Rasma has the same chance as Malsayer, but Leoric still thinks that the latter two have little chance based on his own experience and feelings.

And he, Skeleton King Leoric, has no capital to disperse investment. This is not a union between two countries, such as marriage.

What these contenders needed was Leoric's mighty power as Skeletor, and the obsession with death of this world.

If Death finally tires of having a crush on him, then he has lost his core competitiveness in this competition.

Leoric represents the support of death at this stage, so he doesn't intend to tire death too quickly.

"Dirty" "adult" thinking.

Benefits and benefits have a future.

Who knows if this is right or wrong? But in Leoric's life as a human being, these things have become commonplace.

"Perhaps... Forget it, it's better to call you dead. After all, there is only one death in this world now."

Leoric said calmly, but he left Malthael with a pimple invisibly.

Sure enough, when he heard "There is only one death now", the skeletal face of death changed into a beauty, and made a curious expression.

Emotes are a better way for Death to choose to express himself.

After all, Leoric now has a coat that is transformed from Duriel's body, and if she keeps wearing the shape of a skeleton, it doesn't seem to be a particularly good match.

"You mean that guy named Marsail? I've got a little bit of that guy's power from Bulkeso, and it's all death, but I think I'm more pure than him, and I can be called 'death' ' the name."

Death spoke her thoughts with a proud tone.

Now she is willing to say the four words "Bulk Casso". Before that, she would not say Bulk Casso's name, but referred to it as "the guy who deserves to live".

But such words made Leoric want to complain crazily in his heart.

Masail was wise first, and then he got the wisdom of death.

He never used death as his name.

"Perhaps, but Malthael is a skilled fighter, and wisdom itself as I know it."

Leoric successfully shifted the topic to Malthael, and if all goes well, Death will have a rough understanding of Malthael.

And with hostility.