Dark Savages Come To the United States

"who is the next?"

Bulkelso was a little bored talking!

"I come!"

Suddenly, a bald head emerged from the crowd!

Just a black bald head.

That's right, Nick!

As a result of the lottery, Nick Fury had nothing to say under the restriction of not being able to swear.

"I need an armed force and I think I deserve that with my performances."

Nick Fury stood in front of Bulkelso, his eyes did not waver in the slightest.

It's as if he wasn't the one who was almost killed the last time we met.

I don't know whether to say that Nick Fury has a thick skin or that he is full of fearless courage.

Bulkelso looked up at Nick Fury, and by the way saw Constantine, who was smiling slyly, and said:

"when did you come?"

Bulkeso asked.

Nick Fury and the others were drawn in when the "Secret Realm" opened, and Bulkelso still knew this.

It's just that he really doesn't want to show a good attitude towards a guy like Nick Fury.

Asking this redundant question is just a boring pastime.

By the way, let's see how much courage Nick Fury can have.

Although it is courageous to be able to climb the holy mountain, there are two different meanings.

"I thought you'd know all about it, but it looks like I'm overthinking it."

Nick Fury said so.

Even in the face of Bulkelso, he felt that what he did was right.

So nothing to worry about.

Even Bulkelso has the power to kill his soul.

Although the word "necessary sacrifice" does not often appear in his mouth, it is very common to use this sentence to convince himself.

And Nick Fury really believes in this.

"Well, an armed force?"

Burkasso frowned, then looked at Banal who was teasing the husky.

"Are there any requirements? Like time, and race."

Burkesso asked additional questions about the request.

Nick Fury's performance in the battle is not so dazzling.

If I have to say it, it is probably that self-awareness like running away immediately when facing Barr is a bright spot.

As for Nick Fury...

He only thought that the armed forces of the barbarians were run by Banal, and he didn't take Bulkeso's eyes seriously.

Regarding the question of "race", he thought it meant ghosts.

Thinking of this, Nick Fury was a little excited.

A team of ghost fighters joined S.H.I.E.L.D., and it's pretty darn good.

Physical attacks are ineffective, elusive, and possesses great power.

Best of all, ghosts don't ask for wages!

The approved funds can build several safe houses.

"There is no requirement. We all know that there will be no racial discrimination in S.H.I.E.L.D. You can rest assured."

Nick Fury said so.

Although he had tried his best to restrain his emotions, he still showed some impatience.

"All right."

Bulkeso pondered for a while.

"It will take about a few months, and by then you will be able to harvest a reliable armed force."

Burkesso has his own answer.

When the matter here is over, Bulkelso is going to ask Banal if there is any way to quickly expand the group of dogs.

If it is impossible, finding some cute stray animals is also a way.

Training animals is no problem for Barnar.

Those little guys will be fighting force in a very short time.

Banal has a way of training small animals.

With the addition of Kurtur, who likes to wrestle with small animals, Bulkelso thinks there is no problem.

Wayne, who was in the crowd, had a strange expression on his face.

He thought about the incident that he was knocked to the ground by a few dogs while wearing the battle armor he made himself.

Although it was just a test of the difference between the equipment made by technology and the one forged by Bulkelso, the trained dog is really powerful.

Banal sensed Bulkelso's intentions, turned around with the husky in his arms, and turned his back to this side.

The dog yelped and yelled, and kicked the nearby tree by the way, and the snow fell down with a splash, staining Nick Fury's head white.

The speed at which this husky became stronger was a bit outrageous, perhaps Banal's femur was an important factor in it.

"I'll make a special trip at that time."

Nick Fury said while waving the snow off his head with his hand, his face was normal.

"Next."

Bulkeso said casually.

He doesn't plan to take too much care of Nick Fury.

This guy might be able to chat with Tyrell.

High justice is sometimes quite annoying.

"Here I come! I feel like I did nothing in the fight before, but I want to beg you to save my child! I can do anything!"

Nadya pushed Dugan away, shouting loudly.

Danny's body began to heat up, which made her even more uneasy as a mother.

Although Aunt Mala had already prepared some things she might need, and even cooked a pot of broth for her.

But the uneasiness in my heart still hasn't improved in the slightest.

Burkasso glanced at the child in her arms, his eyes became serious.

Although he knew it was impossible, he still couldn't help but care!

On Danny's body, he felt the breath of Mephisto!

Not the Mephisto who beat up a hungry homeless man, but pure hate!

"Put your son here."

Bulkelso casually swept away the snow on the ground, revealing a flat stone slab.

There are some crude graffiti-like things on the slate.

There are always some weird things to be found near the Temple of the Elders, and only the Great Elder can know the specific functions.

And now the barbarians have no grand elders.

Fortunately, Bulkelso has a way to use these legacy.

"OK!"

Najia's tone was eager, and she gently placed her son on the stone slab, then took off her coat and covered her son.

Danny's face began to glow red, and began to transmit high enough temperature.

Bulkasso tapped his heels lightly and contacted Warusk.

Stabilize a child's bloodline and don't let the child transform in the direction of the devil. It's better to let a professional do it.

After all, the duties of the Great Elder are now undertaken by Volusk.

"Chirp!"

A pig cry came, attracting the attention of everyone present.

Johanna walked over with Steve.

The pig cry came from the dagger in Johanna's hand.

Gu Yi touched the dagger in his sleeve with a smile.

It seems to be thinking of the same happy pastimes as those hell lords.

Sometimes speaking physics is more convenient and effective than reasoning.

"This child, seems to be a half-demon?"

Johanna said so before she came up to her.

The strength belonging to the Crusaders in his body is constantly rising.

There was a little pity in his eyes.

Half-demon children are the most pitiful, their will will be overwhelmed by the instinct of the devil's blood at any time.

Sanity is a luxury for them and out of control.

Nadya threw herself on the child when she heard the words, and burst into tears in a blink of an eye.

She did something wrong, and the choice she made in order to survive may be worthy of the understanding of the onlookers. No matter how bad it is, she should wait and see, and it is only right to condemn the crime.

And the wrong things she did were not enough to repay with her life.

After all, Nadya and her son did not harm other people's lives.

"More than a half-demon, the accumulated evil has cast a shadow over this child's soul."

Burkasso took a deep look at Nadya.

As a mother, Nadja did her best to provide her son with the necessities of life.

But Danny was also her accomplice when it came to cheating and stealing.

"Please save him, I can do anything!"

Nadya kept talking.

She and her son were the only people present who were not standing, and they were the only ones being watched.

This makes the scene look a bit bleak.

"Can I say something?"

Hellboy's voice came. He was wearing a cloak and holding a few chocolate bars in his hand.

Although his windbreaker was finished when he encountered Baal, along with the part of his demon body.

But the good news is that Orek saved his life.

Along with the part of him that is human.

Without his stone arms, red skin, and horns, he looked like a middle-aged man now.

"Boy!"

Li Zi nervously grabbed Hellboy's hand.

Although there is no element of hell in him now. But for a while, Li Zi was still not used to calling him Anu.

"Say it."

Holding the medicine bottle, Burkasso looked at Anu En Rama in front of him, pinched a piece of skin on his arm, and then tore it off.

Injured, he can use the medicine bottle.

"Maybe this child can be regarded as my cousin?"

Anu said so.

The eyes are strange.

The father of Danny's child is the clone of Mephisto, the hellish monarch.

The Hellboy is the blood descendant of all Hell Lords.

As far as my cousin is concerned, there seems to be no problem.

"I felt the aura of the Lord of Hell from his body, and of course the aura of that guy named Barr."

Anu said so.

Scratched the top of his head.

He has become a human being, so he doesn't need to keep the somewhat weird Yue as the leader.

The hair on the top of the head was shaved to prevent my horns from growing back and I got a perm.

It's just that the top of his head with long hair made him a little uncomfortable.

Bulkasso nodded upon hearing this.

What he felt was more subtle.

That hell lord named Mephisto is not a problem.

The problem is that hell demon god with the same name!

Mephisto's consciousness was handed over to him by Baal, and his power was divided into two bodies to construct two demon gods in the "secret realm".

This child named Danny was contaminated with some fragments of the power of the Hell Demon God.

"The power of Mephisto, this may be a kind of fate."

Burkasso glanced at Lai Ko.

This child has the hope of becoming a nephalem, as long as he can find a little bit of angelic blood to plug it in.

Not many angels are alive now.

Izual, Israel, and Anderson.

Tyrael is in the Burning Hell with Baal.

Imprius and Auriel are already human.

What Bulkelso wanted to ask Lakko was if she would teach a child.

Lai Ko shook her head slightly.

She doesn't want to take care of children.

Because she has even taken care of her own children, she will not let other children get her mother's love.

That's not fair to her children.

Now that there is no bloodline of the angel that matches the strength of the hell monarch, there is only one way.

"Jortun Kuller, come back! Take Kanai's Magic Box by the way!"

Bulkelso yelled.

Anyway, I want to use Kanai's Magic Box, so I will leave it to Jotun Keller.

"Such a great artifact, you use it to make this! I've finished what you want to say, hurry up!"

Burkesso didn't give Jotun Kul a chance to be sarcastic, and directly took his lines.

Saying this to Jotun Keller made Johanna smile.

"Me! X!"

Jotun Kuller made a rare swearing, and his profound knowledge as a mage was of little use in the face of the barbarians.

"It's definitely not because Li Min always quarrels with you because she's free! Bull Casso!"

Jordan Kooler pulled Banner and flew back.

His face was trembling constantly, and his soul and body were a little unstable.

"Um?"

Bulkelso held the hammer of judgment and glanced at Jotun Kule.

The scene immediately became lively.

"I knew that profound knowledge wouldn't be useless. Look at what you've done, Jotun Keller!"

Kerik said like he was booing.

It's great that Bul Kesso has found a way to silence his flirting with Jotun Kolle's advice.

"What are you going to do?"

Nadya said with a trembling voice.

She still doesn't quite understand how Bulkelso wants to save her son.

Even though she made up her mind after seeing Bulkeso fulfill the wishes of those before her, the determination is still trembling at this moment.

"Extract the blood of the demon in his body, and remove the soul of the cowardly demon by the way. Don't worry about your child, he will grow up healthy and healthy.

What you should consider now is how to atone for your sins. "

Johanna said so, looking at Nadya with a bit of disgust in her eyes.

It's not that she hasn't seen single mothers who are fortunate enough to raise their children, but getting something for nothing is not worthy of her pity.

Mercy from the Crusader is not cheap at all.

Johanna's body exudes holy light, making her look like a god.

In terms of appearance, the Crusaders are considered to be the top group of Nephalem.

Think of the scarred body and rugged personality of the barbarian, the breezy look and callused fists of the monk, the somber demeanor of the witcher, and the witch doctor...

Not to mention the witch doctor.

Crusader is the best image of the kind.

Nadya may have finally calmed down because of the penitent temperament in Johanna.

Jotun Kooler stepped on the whirlwind and landed, holding Kanai's Magic Box in his hand.

Kanai's will still remains in this magic box, so it is impossible to take it away from the barbarian.

Unless you can defeat Bulkhasso and the barbarians in the mountains.

Bulkasso frowned, and opened a portal casually.

"Lei Ko, I'll leave the rest of the matter to you. I have something to deal with."

Bulkelso said so, took off the mountain-splitting axe, and stuck it on the stone brick.

The moment the mountain splitting giant ax touched the ground, icy cold air began to spread.

But it quickly gathered up.

It pretty much selects the object, so it just waits.

...

"Meet Bulkelso again."

Imprius looked at the portal in front of him with a hearty smile on his face.

The power of courage acted on Jill's body, wrapped up the not-so-serious wound, and healed quickly.

Bulkeso looked at this scene, his eyes became serious.

"You swallowed Auriel?"

Bulkeso's tone was not polite at all.

Courage does not have the power to heal others.

That is the authority of hope.

It was a strange thing that the healing power appeared on Imprius.

"Don't make it so scary. I just formed a deeper connection with Auriel."

Imprius said so.

Then he showed his own essence to Burkasso for examination.

A burst of radiance spread, filling the place with positive energy.

"What offspring can two angels leave?"

Bull Casso stood in front of Jill, glanced at Frank and Anderson before speaking to Imprius.

"We are not archangels anymore, maybe a human child?"

Imprius said so.

Then he took back his own essence.

"What's the matter with me? I still have finishing work over there."

Bulkelso walked towards his blacksmith shop while talking.

Imprius followed him with a smile.

Anderson followed without saying a word. Frank glanced at his family, nodded and followed.

"I found two people when I checked the high heavens, I think you might be interested."

Imprius said so.

Then he sat on the bench outside the blacksmith's shop.

"who?"

Bulkelso was a little surprised, but he still didn't stop the action of unlocking the lock.

The heavy iron lock was opened, and the air in the blacksmith shop began to circulate.

Bulkasso took out two bottles of wine from the wine cabinet and sat down at the table.

"One is called Odin, and the other is called Frigg.

At that time, I saw a hole opened in the top of the high-level heaven, and then two people fell down. Fortunately, the fountain of heaven has begun to circulate, otherwise the two of them might have died. "

Imprius took a bottle of spirits, looked at it for a while, and then poured it into his mouth.

Courage is full of a desire to challenge, and he intends to challenge this drink again.

Maybe you'll like it?

"It's not enough for you to find a way to call me over, what else?"

Bulkelso beckoned to Anderson and Frank, sort of arranging for them to sit down.

He doesn't pay attention to what status is high or low.

They are all life, and there is no distinction between high and low in life.

Individuals have various ways of distinguishing them, whether they are powerful or not, how much wisdom they have accumulated, and so on.

But those are essentially extensions of life.

As for Odin and Frigg, he heard about the fall of Asgard.

It's just that it's not a good thing to rashly intervene in other people's family affairs before receiving a clear request for help.

"I can feel Diablo's aura from them. What's the reason?"

After Imprius finished speaking, he placed the spirits on the table.

Sure enough, he still couldn't accept this feeling.

It's too choking.

"Good news."

Bulkeso said so.

His complexion is not very good-looking.

The fall of Asgard was obviously related to Diablo, but he had already tried, and the space around Asgard became very chaotic.

It is impossible to open the portal.

Unless there is one more space in the list of rules mastered by Bull Casso.

"This kind of thing, you can come to Harrogath and tell me directly, not through that child."

Bulkeso looked at Imprius and said so.

"The righteous savages will start a righteous gang fight against a former archangel who seriously provoked them. I don't want to suffer from that."

Imprius said so, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone.

"Tyrell likes this tune, because his gang fights will be called justice."

Bulkeso said so.

Then he raised the bottle.

"Cheers to justice."

Imprius said so, and picked up the bottle of spirits that he put down just now.

"For justice."

Bulkeso twitched the corner of his mouth and clinked glasses with Imprius.

"I heard from Auriel, it seems that the finishing work you haven't dealt with is probably the successor to the Immortal King?"

Imprius said so, with serious eyes hanging on his smiling face.

"You seem to be alone, at least now you have learned to fake a smile."

Bulkelso remained calm.

"Well, I know I can't stop the barbarian's will, but do you really think being the Immortal King would be a good thing?"

Imprius said so.

Not at all avoiding Anderson and Frank.

"That has nothing to do with whether it's a good thing or not. That's my responsibility."

Bulkeso put the bottle on the table and said to Imprius.

It never seems to end well for someone who becomes the Immortal King.

But it's not a matter of wanting to do it or not.

But when to do it? The sooner the better!

"Bul-Keso! Bul-Keso! Can you hear the difference between the two times I say 'Bul-Keso'?

There are no two identical flowers in the world, and there will not be two identical Bulkasso in the world. "

Imprius said this, but when he was about to continue, he was interrupted.

"If you dare to say that name, I can keep you from getting out of this place!"

Bulkeso said so.

This world is not like the one before, where most people know what a tie is.

It's a little fidgety.

"You misunderstood me, Bulkelso.

Even if you bear the name of the first generation of barbarians, you can't do exactly like him. "

Imprius said with some embarrassment.

He didn't know why Bulkelso was so sensitive to a name.

In fact, Bulkelso's sensitivity has become a habit.

Habits developed over the long years, and he didn't bother to correct them.

"But I can do better."

Bulkeso said so.

Then he followed the open door and looked into the distance.

There is the breath of life and death over there, and what is even more disturbing is the breath of the Lantern Ring of Justice.

"Imperus, you seem to have something you haven't told me."

Bulkelso stood up, and the originally restrained courage began to appear.

The desktop wobbles a little, but that's okay.

Imprius is protecting everything here from the unintentional power that Bulkelso unleashes.

This is a tacit agreement between the two.

The reverse is also true.

"Death is crazy, you should know that."

Imprius spread his palms and spoke frivolously.

"Auriel likes you like this?"

Burkesso frowned and glanced at Imprius.

As for the topic of death madness, he didn't want to talk about it.

The end of Leoric is not something that needs to be talked about over and over again.

"Who knows? Anyway, we are all first-timers, and we need to experience many things.

At least now, I have a deeper understanding of emotions such as joy, anger, sorrow and joy. "

Imprius smiled.

Then he glanced at Anderson with satisfaction in his eyes.

"You want to be a human being, not courage?"

Bulkelso's eyebrows were all gathered together.

The news is a little bit bad.

"What I do will not change the essence of my courage, but now I don't need to think about those things that I need to think about when I am the Archangel Imprius."

Imprius picked up the bottle again and poured it into his mouth.

"Ha~ To be honest, I still prefer fruit juice."

After taking a long breath of alcohol, Imprius said so.

It's like trying to make the current situation less embarrassing.

"Well, no one has the position to ask another will to do what you want. I will not take any action to stop your thoughts.

Now, I'm off to tackle the finishing touches. "

Bulkeso said with twinkling eyes.

"Next time, you can call me outside the gate of the holy mountain instead of this way. Imprius, there will be no next time."

Bulkeso issued a warning.

Imprius just smiled silently, looking at Bulkeso.

Bulkelso knew of his kindness, and that was enough.

If Imprius was able to find Bulkeso in this way, Diablo could do it too.

This way of calling is just a reminder.

And Bulkeso responded.

The safety of the Frank family seems to be related to him. If something goes wrong, the Frank family will become the victims of the war between the barbarians and the demon god.

It was precisely because Bulkelso understood this that he gave Imprius a warning.

The more dangerous thing is, will death vent its anger?

"I heard that you found that gemstone?"

Imprius tapped the table with his fingers and spoke softly.

This is another reminder.

The dialogue between Bulkasso and Ursh only takes place in that "secret realm".

But Imprius knew the news.

Bulkelso would not have suspected the people who were there, because he had a better suspect.

Jordan Cole.

The guy probably figured this out when Bulkelso woke him up.

That ancient soul who is scheming and full of calculations about the future at every moment can do this.

Bulkeso was convinced.

"Auriel is on the side of death?"

Bulkelso asked casually, but his tone was not so sure.

Death has gone mad.

As Prius tries to hold back the storm of death, death itself should watch.

Auriel, as the ubiquitous hope, is the most suitable for scouting news.

But now she is a human being.

Bul-Kelso is not sure whether Auriel will have the same immunity as the Archangel when facing the rules of death, but Auriel never disappoints.

Hope lasts forever.

"Auriel brought hope, and I don't think anyone would deny the existence of hope."

Imprius said so.

The expression is full of confidence.

Auriel was never offensive.

No one will refuse hope.

...

"Archangel?"

Death nestled on the throne, his body curled up in a ball.

The black robe on her body covered her entire body underneath.

Mina Huck still stood there quietly without any movement.

"Hello, I want to tell you some good news."

Auriel said with a smile.

In the kingdom of death, darkness is everywhere.

This atmosphere can better bring out the mystery of death itself.

Mystery brings fear, distance and, of course, some curiosity.

"You don't seem to be trustworthy in my eyes, at least not worthy of all trust."

Death turned his back to Auriel, with his face buried deep in the throne room.

In addition to death in this place, only Mina Hark, who has become a member of the Skeleton King, still stays there.

The dead who could be seen everywhere disappeared at this time, and they were exiled by death.

From my own line of sight!

"I bring hope."

Auriel spoke softly.

The voice is gentle and peaceful.

But it is still difficult to heal the nerves of death.

"Listen! I'll keep our covenant, but not because I want to! I'm just...just following my brother's advice."

The voice of death was somewhat uncertain, but the despair and bewilderment were all exposed in front of Auriel.

"I know, but I just want."

Auriel said so.

A warm glow began to glow from his body.

In this dark environment, Auriel became the only light source that could be found.

"Hope? You're just the hope of one world, but I'm the life and death of two worlds. You want to redeem me? Joke!"

The sound of death became sharper, like the movement of bones rubbing against each other.

She finally turned around and sat on the throne with a straight attitude.

This time, she didn't show that skeleton-like posture, but appeared in front of Auriel in the appearance of a young human woman.

The black cloak disappeared without knowing when.

A pale young goth woman dressed in the ubiquitous clothes of the human world.

A black top and jeans, with a necklace of silver crosses around her slender neck, and a marking on her right eye that resembles the Eye of Horus.

Hand holds a bouquet of withered flowers.

She's cheerful, down to earth, vivacious, and as the embodiment of dreams.

At this time, she is not so much death as a part of life.

The exuberant vitality is faintly jumping from all the rotten places.

The eyes are deep and long.

"Hope, tell me, what is your hope based on?"

Death spoke softly.

The voice is graceful, no longer revealing madness.

Just looking at everything in front of him calmly, it seems a little lonely.

Auriel was astonished by this change, the death in front of her eyes seemed to have undergone a fundamental change from the one she knew.

"Why should you be surprised? As I said, I am the birth and death of life in two worlds."

Death said so.

Calm and gentle.

She got up and walked in front of Aurier, stretched out her somewhat pale hand, and slowly placed it on Aurier's abdomen.

"Hope, shouldn't it be based on the existence of all life? Or, pure hope, you represent the expectation of a world?"

Death said with a smile.

Auriel felt another heartbeat slowly appear in her body.

Just when she was a little overwhelmed, that heartbeat disappeared little by little.

"It seems that both me and Courage underestimated this place."

There was subtle anger in Auriel's eyes.

But the tone was as calm as usual.

"Pure hope, what do you think I'm obsessed with Leoric? Because he's different? Or because he's completely different from me?"

Death said so.

There was a little expectation in his eyes.

"Why are you so helpless when facing Bulkelso?"

Auriel asked.

The brilliance on his body is still trying to sway the power of hope.

"Because, I am the death of two worlds."

Death said so.

Then withdrew his hand.

Auriel felt the subtle soul fluctuation in her belly.

This stab completely calmed her mind.

"So, you think you can defeat Bulkelso?"

There was a slight sneer on Auriel's face.

"No, I don't think so. But life will eventually go to death. All I have to do is wait quietly."

Death said so.

Then he walked past Mina Huck, and stretched out his hand to touch that round head.

"Before Bulkelso appeared, I never thought that there would be such a powerful person. The short battle made me understand that death is a natural phenomenon, not a reckless gift.

It's just that his end is far beyond my sight, but it will come eventually. How can life be complete without death? "

Death slowly sat back in his chair.

"Did Buer Kasso get the power of the dream? I'm looking forward to it, when he takes control of the power."

Death said so.

There is nostalgia in the eyes.

"The death of the two worlds, do you have a bias?"

Auriel said so.

The brilliance on his body clearly illuminates the kingdom of death.

Every inch of the ground was smudged into a jade color, and every part of the ground showed a shimmer.

"As I said, I am the death of two worlds. Only I am the death of two worlds."

Death looked at Auriel in front of him and said so.

She could feel how powerful Auriel was.

I hope that this power that all life relies on will never be known as violence.

It's everywhere.

"Bulkelso will find a way to drag Leoric back from the abyss of disappearance."

Auriel said so.

Her assurances were strong.

This is the authority of hope.

What she stands for will always be achieved against all odds.

What she abandons will always suffer from various obstacles.

Auriel, the only existence that is full of kindness to the nephalem!

Yzreal's balance can only regulate the total amount of hope.

Malthael's wisdom is only to end the meaningless battle.

Tyrael's justice has always been high.

Imprius is an exception.

But the Prius is stubbornly hard to change.

Only Auriel has the ability to change Imprius.

Hope to always be one step ahead of courage!

"I'm mad."

Death said so.

Since she appeared in this posture, hatred flashed in her eyes for the only time.

"Insane madness."

Auriel responded like this.

"A lunatic will not be taken seriously by others when he says something crazy, and no one will take what a lunatic says as the only truth."

Death spoke on his own.

"Hope, you want the hope of this world? To get the hope of this world, you need to stare at a group of people, a group of paranoid lunatics who are always dressed in weird ways.

Don't try to strip that hope from eternity until you're ready.

That golden, almost omnipotent hope. "

Death said so.

After finishing speaking, he silently curled up on the cold throne.

Turning her back to Auriel again, just like at the beginning.

"By the way, you'd better get Bulkelso to help you, otherwise you won't have a chance."

Death uttered the last words during this meeting.

Auriel quietly looked at the death in front of her, and then silently withdrew her power.

This is not a confrontation.

Here's some "crazy talk" from a poor, mad being in solitude.

Some "crazy words" that are enough to change Auriel's mind.

"Finally, please call me Ashira."

After Auriel left, Death said so.

...

Eternity is in constant confrontation with the Tribunal of Life.

A burst of golden light suddenly appeared on the body.

A golden cloak appeared from behind and shrouded his body.

From this moment on, Eternal moved back to his own disadvantage little by little.

"You finally used it."

The three faces of the Life Tribunal opened their mouths together.

Waves of indescribable energy aggregation enveloped his body.

At this time, the Life Tribunal had given up on the impossible idea of ​​killing eternity.

One of his goals has been achieved.

"You are miserable."

Yong Hen said so.

At the position of his eyes, a burst of red light flickered.

Eternity uses the power that has not yet been fully mastered.

He is different from death.

Death is the death of both worlds.

Eternity is only eternity in this world!

No need to share ideas, no need to communicate with each other.

All the power is under his control.

It's just that the digestion has not been completely completed.

If it wasn't for this reason, Eternity wouldn't choose a gentle way to get promoted in the world!

"That man's strength moved you."

The life court said so.

The cloth on the head is floating.

The three heads without necks kept turning and appeared on the front in turn.

"You could have obtained the authority to judge, but all you have to pay is to shut up!"

Eternity said so.

His fist punched hard through the chest of the Tribunal of Life.

"That's not balanced, that's not right!"

The body of the Life Tribunal turned into a ray of light, left its original position, and appeared in another place intact.

Except for the head on the front, the other two heads were covered by the cloth.

"Now, you have successfully made me waste time, and the moment when I completely devoured him has been greatly delayed. Your goal has been achieved! Life Tribunal!"

Eternity said so.

Then stood in place.

Before, even every confrontation with the life court would cause the planet in his body to shatter.

He didn't use this powerful force either.

But now, it doesn't matter anymore.

He has enough time to wait for that end.

This time he won't be as rough as when he treated that world before.

After reaching an agreement with the visitors from the new world, he can choose to slowly become stronger, and then devour the power in his body when he is strong enough.

The premise is that he hasn't realized what the guys who come here will look like in that so-called new world!

A hole in the front was filled.

Death is the death of both worlds, and that description probably suffices.

Tomorrow "maybe" will be a little less, but it will not be less than 8,000 words of updates.

Of course, if nothing unexpected happened tomorrow, it would still be a 10,000-word update.

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