Dark Savages Come To the United States

"I suppose you're that Bulcasso that that chatterer keeps talking about?"

The figure of the woman walked out of the Burning Hell step by step, and then stood in front of Bulkelso.

"By the way, what's the name of the person next to you?"

This woman has a crown like a tree branch on her head, which looks a little weird.

The aura emanating from his body can't be said to be weak, but it can't be called strong either.

With a careless expression on his face, he was holding up a finger and blowing gently.

Bulkelso didn't want to talk nonsense with this woman, this guy smelled like a demon, and the power he got from Mephisto made Bulkelsau frowned.

Is this a self-defeating person?

Or a fallen person who was forced to choose in despair?

The aura of an elite warrior continued to emanate from this woman, but she couldn't see any evil.

This is not normal.

No one who becomes a cultist is free from sin.

When this person inherits the power from the devil, he will naturally inherit that part of the sin.

No evil wielders of demonic powers? This is not written like this in fairy tale books.

"Followers of demons? What a pity. Fortunately, I can correct this mistake."

The energy around Johanna began to gather continuously, and a little bit of solidification brought endless pressure to that woman.

Most of the guys who follow the devil have lost their ego and reason, and there is not much chance of being saved like that.

Even if there is no time to do evil, the twisted soul has no possibility of redemption.

The guy in front of him was different.

It is the original soul that holds the power that belongs to the devil of hell, and she has not become a twisted monster.

Although Johanna didn't understand how this guy did it so that there was no trace of evil in her body, but after she saved this person, there would be no more threats.

"You should at least use questions to answer questions, instead of telling me what to do with my life."

The woman lowered her finger, her long nail sticking out, looking as sharp as a razor.

His eyes became a little sharp, but still showed some superior indifference.

"By the way, my name is Hela, Odin's child."

Hela finally said her name, but as a child of Odin, she didn't say it with the pride that Thor did.

Perhaps this identity is just a long nightmare for her.

"In my eyes, you are just a poor enough person. Now I want to redeem you! Let the influence of the devil king of hell go away from you!"

The energy around Johanna turned into a very handsome tall horse, and the iron chains with thorns were directly trapped on Hela's body!

Crusader Skills!

War Horse Charge, War Horse Drag!

Among the skills of Warhorse Charge, the only skill rune with sacred power as the core.

In Johanna's hands, divine power washes over the body of the bound one.

It's torture for guys who have completely turned into demons.

But for those with free souls, this is a redemption full of pain!

Hela's peak strength was at best similar to Odin's. Even though she had obtained some power belonging to the Three Demon Gods from Mephisto and Baal, it was not enough for her to challenge Johanna.

Johanna is a strong person who can fight alone with the three demon gods who are alone!

Even the Three Demon Gods themselves don't have the power to defeat Johanna!

"drive!"

Johanna directly issued an order, and the godly horse that made a contract with her soul snorted and took a step forward.

Crusaders may be only a little slower than those witchers who like to spin and roll when they are on their way.

At least on the matter of rushing early, Bulkelso couldn't keep up with Johanna's pace.

Johanna's fighting style made her only like to face the elite of those demons, and it was not her thing to fight a wide range of miscellaneous soldiers.

The war horse ran away in a hurry, and the holy light began to rise continuously from the dragging Hela.

Johanna's rescue has begun.

"I hope you can...forget it."

Just as Bulkelso's instructions were about to be spoken, Johanna dragged Hela and disappeared into the distance.

Boulke simply gave up the idea of ​​saying anything.

Johanna wasn't going to kill Hela, so Bulkelso wouldn't have much to worry about.

Although Odin has disappeared, but a comrade-in-arms who stands on the stand of justice, Burkesso does not want to tell Odin about his daughter's death when he returns.

Hela will be washed away from her demonic aura, and it doesn't matter what Johanna wants to do.

The power of the crusader can be instilled in another person in this way, provided that person can grasp something from this power.

Otherwise, it is likely to create a believer whose heart is completely immersed in the sacred, not a warrior.

Johanna would not get lost. Although most nephalem could not remember the route, they could tell from the corpses on the ground which direction they came from.

And there is also the existence of teleportation and return, without the nephalem, they will not be able to return to the stronghold.

"Okay, hell devil, what do you want to do?"

Bulkelso clenched his fist, then turned his gaze to a secluded corner, and then his gaze was directly directed to the throne of the hell demon king in front of him.

When Johanna dragged Hella away, the direction at the beginning revealed the aura of the hell devil.

Bulkelso couldn't tell whether it was a "poisoned sweet fruit" or a big gift bag.

But at that time, the breath of the devil king of hell appeared in the burning hell, and it seemed a bit late to stop it at this time.

But it doesn't matter, Bulkelso is not afraid of all enemies.

It's a good choice to ask, maybe the Hell Lord will speak their minds.

Although these families will not tell the whole plan like a silly roe deer, they will still be disappointed if no one appreciates a conspiracy.

At least some irrelevant news, they never skimped.

The hell devil is always arrogant, and even when he is about to lose, he will maintain that ridiculous cruel "demeanor".

"We want you dead? Are you going to die?"

Waves of erratic voices came from the throne in the Burning Hell.

There were no emotional fluctuations in the words, but the disdain in them was clearly displayed.

The figures of Baal and Mephisto were shrouded in mist, and they were already sitting on the throne.

The throne in the middle should have been Mephisto's seat, but now it's Diablo's.

So the two people took the tallest one, and sat on both sides, one on the left and one on the right.

The moment Hela caught the attention of Burkesso and Johanna, they found a chance to return to the throne of Burning Hell.

"Now, Bulkelso, unless you can smash the entire Burning Hell, we will not die. We have obtained the source of power, and you have no ability to destroy it. Even the Dark Soul Stone cannot take it from the Burning Hell. Take our souls!"

It was Baal who spoke, a voice that Bulkelso knew well.

During the Battle of Arreat, Bul-Kelso had heard Baal's calm roar.

It was a painful day, so Bulkelso couldn't forget it.

"But I can stay here forever, and you can only look at me forever on the throne of Burning Hell!

I saw you, I locked you! It's time for you to enjoy the endless sense of crisis! destroy! And hate! "

Waves of anger on Bulkelso's body passed like water waves, and he clenched the legendary handle of Blue Rage tightly in his hand!

Burkesso didn't accept the threat.

Isn't it impossible to seal? What's there?

Bulkelso was able to keep two Helllords half dead from the barbarian's power!

Not to mention doing bad things, after Bulkelso entered, there would be no chance of giving birth to even a Fallen Devil in Burning Hell!

"But you can't do that because Diablo and Billie are still outside."

Barr's voice became a little louder, as if it made sense to be loud.

Perhaps this is a habit shared by species that fight in the jungle of life and death.

Loud voice means power?

Billy liked this one best.

Bulkelso still remembered the joke about "the true body of the devil of hell".

At the time, Kharazim said that he didn't even need to put on his gloves to stand still and beat Billie's real body to pieces.

Loud sound will only appear noisy.

"Even if Johanna is here, you can't keep watch over us! You have to leave."

Baal spoke quietly, intentionally or unintentionally ignoring the archangels in the high heavens.

How much trust can the archangel get the nephalem?

Is there really no gap between them?

It was a no-brainer, as the barbarians would not have complete trust in Tyrael.

Not to mention Malthael who caused everything, it is impossible for the nephalem to completely trust the archangels now.

"How should a single demon god face three archangels who can shoot at will? Even if Yzorrael won't show up, Tyrell, Prius and Auriel can come to this place at any time, and then prepare to blow up your head."

The blue fury in Bulkasso's hand was emitting bursts of brilliance.

The last will of the angel Izual still hangs over the legend.

Bulkasso, who is using this legendary handle, has also come into contact with Izual's last lofty belief as an angel.

Spare the devil of hell?

How is that possible!

On the rocky throne of hell, Baal's body stood up, and then took two steps forward.

The destructive aura that can bring a sense of fear is constantly impacting on Bulkelso.

However, it didn't work at all.

Bul-Kelso had no fear, and squinted at the destruction as if it were a parody show.

"However, they won't have a chance to make a move."

Baal's figure turned into a solid form from the shadows, and his eyes were fixed on Buer Kaisuo.

Compared with the other two demon gods, Barr looked more graceful and luxurious.

It also has the courage to be a king.

But Barr's power is nothing in front of Bulkelso.

Burkasso didn't take it seriously after hearing Barr's words.

Even if Yizrael showed his real body, he did not have the power to rival other archangels.

Bulkelso doesn't care about whether there is any connection between Inprius and the devil king of hell.

For the person of the archangel that Imprius had given him had tied the two together in a rope.

"Pure nonsense!"

Bulkelso waved the blue fury in his hand, and a gust of icy hurricane lowered the high temperature of Burning Hell a lot, and the green knife light directly passed through Baal's body, and slashed on Baal's throne.

But there was no smoke and dust, and there was no sound.

The burning hell gave birth to the throne of the demon kings, and it was these rules that were conceived as the cradle of the demon kings.

Baal didn't let out a cry of pain, and the wound returned to its original state in a blink of an eye.

"They want to end you more than I do, and their hatred of demons outlasts my life!"

Burkasso growled in contempt, and the weapon in his hand began to glow again.

"But you won't stay here forever after all, king of the barbarians? Have you ever seen a king who's always off his throne? You'll be gone, and it won't even be long."

While talking, Barr noticed that Mephisto was showing signs of standing up, and punched Mephisto back on the seat.

Now Mephisto is not fit to talk!

"Now, do you plan to continue to spend here? Or reach an agreement with us?"

The destructive aura on Barr's body is getting higher and higher. Under the protection of Burning Hell, he will not be afraid of any external existence.

It's as if no demon can ascend to the high heaven except the Great Demon God.

The deal Barr is talking about is more like coercion.

"You think I'll compromise?"

Bulkelso gritted his teeth and spit out these words, his body began to swell.

Nephalem are not restricted by many rules, and accordingly they have never enjoyed the protection of rules.

Under the stance of Wrath of the Berserker, Bulkelso can step into hell without being affected in any way.

He has done this kind of thing many times.

After passing through the outermost barrier of Burning Hell, there is Bulkelso's hunting ground!

Bulkelso's hair turned pale, his muscles were bulging, only a skirt was visible on his body, and his horns were bent and pointed at Baer.

"When you take one step, you will be imprisoned in the Burning Hell, now you make a choice! Bulkelso!

Stay outside and make a deal with me? Or step in and step into a cage from which there is no escape? "

Baal summoned all his power to awaken the Shadowfang from the borders of Hell.

He wasn't kidding, it was a plan they'd come up with during the time they'd been devoured by Malthael.

A plan for the hell lords to plot against each other!

The arrival of the Burning Hell will definitely attract Bulkhasso's attention, so whoever is in the Burning Hell will become the bait that lures Bulkhasso into the trap.

But Barr didn't intend to use this bait to fulfill Diablo.

Correspondingly, even if it is Diablo who is staying here at this time, he will not honestly become the bait to seal Bulkelso as planned.

In order to achieve a balance, Barr will stay with Mephisto for a long time, which they all know very well.

"Barr, you violated our oath at that time."

Mephisto solidified his body from the shadows, covering his mouth and roaring.

Rough and brutal.

Barr's punch before made him uncomfortable, but he still roared out stubbornly.

"Mephisto, you idiot! It was only you who made the oath with your own origin! I didn't break any oath, but you broke that damn oath!"

There was red light in Barr's eyes, and then grabbed Mephisto's neck.

Mephisto without the use of the Archangel of Wisdom is an out-and-out fool!

Seven Demon Kings!

There are seven of them!

Only Mephisto swears loudly in the name of the seven-headed dragon Tasamet!

In order to prevent Mephisto from becoming a fool who lost part of his power because of an oath, Barr has been preventing Mephisto from speaking!

Mephisto didn't say any key information, but his opening confirmed the existence of the conspiracy.

So Mephisto's power is being swallowed by the shadow teeth little by little!

Perhaps Mephisto still doesn't have to worry about his own safety in the Burning Hell, but his upper limit of power is locked by the Shadow Fang!

Even though Mephisto, who has lost some power, can still give Barr an advantage in the open and secret battle with Diablo, but it is no longer absolute!

"What! What! Agreement! Agreement!?"

Bulkelso didn't intend to inquire about the matter between the devil kings of hell. What Barr said was true, so listening to this agreement became the only choice.

Visible anger could be heard in his voice, and the battle flag had emerged behind him, exuding an ancient aura.

It is unacceptable for a barbarian to be threatened and then compromise. Barbarians who believe in settling grievances on the spot rarely accumulate hatred.

Baal understands the truth of not touching the nerves of the barbarians, and he will also be afraid of Bulkelso's direct step after losing his mind.

That means that Diablo will have more time and freedom to become stronger, which means that Baal will either end up being swallowed by Bulkasso as a snack when the Shadow Fang shatters, or the Archangel will be swallowed by Diablo is then absorbed.

There is no other possibility.

Shadowfang can't protect Baal forever.

As for the youngest brother among the three demon gods, Barr knew very well how powerful Diablo was.

Archangel can't play him, especially when the wisdom is crazy.

"It's like the battle of original sin! I won't appear in the world in person, and the demons under my command will retreat from you, and you will go outside to deal with Diablo first!"

Barr grabbed Mephisto's neck and said his conditions directly.

Andariel kept bewitching Bulkelso to take this step.

The Dark Soul Stone will not be stronger than the Shadow Fang, but there is only one possibility to smash the Dark Soul Stone that sealed her, and that is to kill Bulkelso directly!

Shadowfang can't do that, and nephalem are also children of demons.

But Burning Hell will make up for Andariel's power little by little, allowing her to slightly influence Bulkelso's judgment.

She hates a thinking savage, and even more so a brainless savage like Cassius.

That guy always stays on the dividing line between smart and stupid, so stupid that people can't know whether he is really stupid or just pretending.

"Shut up! Baal! The devil's words are always full of conspiracy! Unless you prove it to me with your own strength!"

The anger in Bulkelso's body flowed continuously like magma along his body.

Bursts of high temperature rose from Bulkelso's body, and the blue anger on his hand began to change to the color of Bulkelso's anger.

Bulkelso's and legends are long enough to condense a legend of his own.

But crippled souls limit that.

But the legend and power will not die, but continue to increase his power in another way.

The weapon that Bul-Kaisso holds in his hand adapts to Bul-Kaisso's power in high rage.

Thus releasing the most powerful side of this legend.

Burkesso made very demanding requirements.

Use your own strength to prove to him that this sentence is unacceptable to the devil of hell.

how to prove?

Divide your own origin and self, and then give a part of it to Burkesso to master.

No hell lord would do that.

This approach is no different from what Imprius does.

Surrender the person? Or surrender yourself?

"Don't talk stupid! Bulkeso!"

Cracks appeared on Mephisto's body that Barr was choking.

Barr's patience was reaching its limit.

The power of destruction is on the verge of losing control, and Mephisto has also lost the power to resist Baal at this time.

This is a situation that no one will compromise, but there is no point in stalemate.

"You forgot about a guy who's been wanting to meet you guys for a long time!"

Bulkelso's grim expression on his face was extraordinarily ferocious under the fury of the berserker.

"Leoric! Come to me!"

Bulkelso directly waved the blue anger and split a crack in the space, and the other side was the kingdom of death.

Leoric lived in the palace of death with Bulkelso's instruction, which meant that Bulkelso had been able to determine the location of death.

If death stood before the barbarian again, there would be no escape for her!

When barbarians consider fighting, they also have a lot of calculations.

Death has become a bird under the crossbow arrows, a prey that can be found at any time.

"What makes you call me in this way even if you don't hesitate to expose your plan?"

Leoric's body came out from the other side of the crack, and Leoric, who got his body, was wearing a pale robe and stood at the gate of the Burning Hell with a scarred scar on his face. .

He asked with doubts, ready to fight.

Bulkelso's call came a little suddenly.

"I'm here as if I've come home, is this body brought to me?"

The Skeleton King's Wrath appeared in Leoric's hand, and it hit the ground heavily.

The temperature plummeted again!

He has already seen the Burning Hell in front of him, the enemy has already appeared, so many greetings are a waste of time!

"Leoric, can you endure endless loneliness!?"

Bulkelso stared at Leoric with his eyes wide open, the flames on his body flickering constantly.

Leoric, who has obtained the body of Duriel, will enjoy the same treatment as the devil king of hell in the burning hell.

Will not lose, will not die!

But he will only keep waving his heavy hammer at Baal and Mephisto!

"Ha! You're asking if I, who have nothing but loneliness, can bear the only thing I have?"

Leoric probably understood the current situation.

Although this is not the same as what was said, it doesn't matter.

Revenge against the devil king of hell is the best goal!

"So, can you promise me that that bastard Diablo will feel the pain that I have felt? Bulkelso!"

Leoric took a few steps forward, his face was already close to Baal through the defense line of Burning Hell.

Although Leoric is not Barr's opponent yet, he can still make Barr and Mephisto escape without any spare energy.

Neither live nor die!

live forever! Indestructible!

Leoric was able to use this power to make the two demon gods fight him continuously.

Then feel the pain together!

"I'll make Diablo's death less pleasant!"

Duriel's aura emanated from Bul-Kelso's body, and the physical pain was proving all this to Leoric.

What he can do, the devil king of hell will also feel pain, and he will howl in pain like fear!

It's like he can't ignore the power of destruction and hatred!

"I hope that when you found Diablo, you devoured Andariel in your brain. You, who have mastered the complete pain, can bring Diablo that bastard more happy times!"

A slender white hand appeared behind Leoric, tightly grasping Leoric's arm.

But the owner of the arm never showed up.

die.

Death couldn't bear to lose her lover after a short period of joy, but she couldn't stop it!

Eternity and she had pledged to the nephalem that they would be Bul-Kathos' aid in due course.

This assurance meant that they would not be able to stop what Bulkelso was doing.

Unless they are ready to fight another world!

"Leoric."

Baal looked at Leoric in front of him, his eyes regained his calm.

All emotional expression is his means, he is a cold and self-interested existence.

But Leoric still felt offended by appearing against Duriel's body!

"If you come over, I will peel off your skin little by little."

Baal spoke calmly, then stared at Leoric intently.

This result is already to the extent he can bear it.

As long as Bul Kasso doesn't come in, things will turn around.

Imprius has given enough information, and Barr will make his own decision at the right time.

As long as Diablo is consumed, he will make a choice.

And now he suddenly had a chance, a chance to devour Mephisto!

Diablo will not go straight back to the Burning Hell, and Bulkelso knows this very well.

Because when the three demon gods gather, Bulkelso can take one or two archangels directly to the Burning Hell.

Diablo wouldn't do that.

So Barr was able to use Leoric's power to directly swallow the weakened Mephisto.

It's so easy!

Even if it was an idea that came up suddenly, Barr felt that it was fully feasible!

Even Mephisto's personality can be handed over to Bulkasso, just in exchange for a chance.

With his brother's ego, Baal can exist like Leoric.

Will not disappear, will not decline!

"Leoric!"

Just when Leoric was about to take that step, death finally appeared in this place.

She no longer cared if Bulkelso was a threat to her.

I don't care what I have to do as a death.

Love never dies.

Power says to love: "You are mine."

Love hides behind the throne.

Freedom says to love "I am yours."

Love cheerfully holds up the face of freedom.

Death is in love, but with a responsibility upon her.

She cannot be restricted in her freedom, because her disappearance will bring the world to its knees.

But love is sometimes not free.

"Death, we will meet again. Compared with the time of your existence, our difference is just a flick of a finger."

Leoric didn't look back, Barr focused his eyes on the red mark on Leoric's face, thoughtfully.

He discovered Leoric's love, and he also understood how to persuade Leoric to be his help.

Leoric will not turn his back on Bulkelso, because everything he wants is waiting for the day Bulkelso becomes a god.

But helping him solve the Mephisto matter is a good thing for Bulkelso and Leoric!

"But, I can't, I've never felt pain like this! Leoric.

You know, our time together is just a breath compared to the time I've been, but it's the only breath I have.

When I lose you, I am no longer alive. "

Death finally lifted the hood this time, instead of appearing like a human woman, she revealed that skeleton-like posture.

Her body began to shrivel up, no longer looking like a graceful woman, but just like a shriveled skeleton.

Ruyu's skeleton began to lose its halo, and the gentle shimmer began to disappear little by little.

But only her hand was still holding Leoric's arm tightly.

"Death, I don't like your name very much. Maybe you can give yourself a human name when you part. At that time, our wedding shouldn't mention 'death'."

The flesh and blood on Leoric's body began to melt, and then seeped into Leoric's tall skeleton little by little.

The Skeleton King's face is still the same, but there is no scary feeling.

Only the red seal remained on his face.

"I, still can't. I feel it! I feel your breath, I feel your soul. I see your disappearance!

That is my death, my forgetting! It is my throbbing every time I wake up! Leoric, don't do this!

Don't get involved in this anymore!

I am death, I can be called by any name, but I am the rule of this world, I can protect you. Whether it is the devil king of hell or an archangel, I can protect you! "

Death stuttered a bit when she spoke, but her hand was loosening Leoric's arm little by little.

She knew she couldn't stop Leoric from doing what he wanted to do.

The last hold?

She didn't give up.

She was almost making up her mind.

"Bulk Casso! I beg you, please don't go on! I can give you all the souls you want! I can give you back all the people you value! I can fight you Standing behind you, you will not die! Even if it is another death, I still will not lose in terms of rules!

Now tell Leoric he doesn't have to part with me! "

Death's empty eyes turned to Bulkeso.

Said it in a begging tone.

She felt that this separation would be a farewell, and that was all she could do.

The first target between Diablo and Annihilation is Leoric as an existence!

Fear is not afraid of Skeleton King, but there is no way to deal with Skeleton King.

Diablo wants to weaken the power of Bulkelso's side, and the first target will not be those archangels.

It's the Skeleton King who is far behind them in strength but very difficult to deal with!

The rules of annihilation have both creation and destruction!

The combination of the two has the power to erase existence.

He was able to take out Skeleton King, because Skeleton King's strength is too ordinary!

Without enough strength to resist this rule, you will only become a forgotten person, a person who does not exist.

Death and her brothers are somehow connected, she felt that kind of malice, although she couldn't clearly know that it would happen, and for whom.

But she felt the unease.

This one is a bit difficult to deliver...

I will work harder tomorrow!

I even went to a love letter I never sent to write this chapter, so I had a hard time...  

Memories hurt the most...

After all, I lost those touches brought by "love" in time, and lost my hope for the girl in my dream...

Really, time really makes the memory deep, but it also made me fall in love with the image of the girl in the dream.

The girl in the dream is no longer the girl she is now...