Dark Savages Come To the United States

Inside the blacksmith's shop, which was full of hope and courage, so it seemed very safe.

"Colson, show me the way."

Anderson stood up and spoke to Coulson in front of him.

The light on his body flickered for a moment, causing Coulson to close his eyes.

The power from courage has a powerful restraint effect on Diablo's subordinates.

Even though Coulson didn't realize what he was serving, the glare burned his eyes.

Fortunately, Venerable Skyhammer's recovery ability was not bad, and when he opened his eyes, the slight burn had already recovered.

"Diablo's toy?"

Auriel muttered in a low voice, her eyes were a little pitiful.

Playthings of fear never end well.

And redeeming someone as misguided seems like a very fulfilling thing to do.

Only that would have to let Imprius do it.

So Auriel shifted her gaze to Imprius's face, just watching quietly.

"Don't look at me, I want to take a break, at least I can experience something different in this world."

Imprius twitched the corners of his mouth, as if he didn't want to answer.

But Auriel still looked like that, watching him quietly.

"Okay! Okay! What do you want me to do, to fill his heart with courage? Or follow him and give him a hand when he falls into the abyss?"

Imprius relented.

Hope always precedes and above courage.

in various senses.

"Can fear breed courage?"

Seeing that Imprius replied, Auriel withdrew her kind gaze.

Auriel is probably the one with the most divinity one could hope for.

Compassion and healing are one of the powers of hope. If she wants to do it, she may soon be able to expand a religion.

After all, there is nothing easier than a god pretending to be a god, and hope is too positive.

"Fear only wears out courage. It's either a bang or a slow death."

As Imprius said this, he let out a long breath when he remembered the time when he was slapped on the wall by the Great Demon God.

Prius was timid at the time, even if only for a moment.

Courage should have gone to death fearlessly, but at that time he chose to escape.

Even if it doesn't affect him as courage itself, but to flinch is to flinch.

So he is like a person.

Auriel nodded.

Archangels never talk about each other's authority because that doesn't make sense.

But now that she and Imprius are human beings, it seems a lot more normal to talk about some news about each other.

"But hope never dies."

Auriel said with a smile.

Perhaps it was the reaffirmation of her family status that made her a little happy.

But at this point, she also had an idea of ​​how to redeem Coulson.

As long as Coulson can do his best, no matter the outcome, hope will favor him.

"Courage gives back hope, but isn't it unfair?"

Imprius's words were somewhat reserved.

But still questioned.

Hope, like death, gives no one more and no less.

The difference is that death is never advanced or delayed, but hope always jumps back and forth in time.

"Hope is fair, but Auriel is not."

Auriel smiled and stood up.

Now this place is constantly feeling a sense of crisis, and hope is gathering on a very few people little by little.

Thinking of what she said at the time of her death, Auril was a little embarrassed.

The hero carries the hope of this world, if you want to replace it, is it necessary to let her debut as a hero?

This is not appropriate.

A soul is already conceived in her body.

She doesn't know how much time it will take, but obviously it won't be a short period of time.

Do you want her to fight with the child?

Then she may not be called a hero, but may become a pregnant woman or a full-time mother.

While every mother is a hero, that's not what Auriel wants.

What she needs is hope in this world.

"I sometimes think, why do we exist? Just to let humans look at us and exclaim? Or just to fight the devil king of hell?

I always feel we have more to do. "

Imprius muttered twice, and drank the last sip of spirits.

At this time, Coulson also led Anderson towards Jin Bin.

"Auriel, I feel he is coming soon."

Imprius said so.

He could only speak of Marthael.

He thought of it when Malthael took the dark soul stone that sealed the seven demon kings from Tyrael.

But how should courage face wisdom?

Imprius is not stupid, but compared to Marsail, his IQ is not enough at all.

"And then? Will it kill all humans in this world?

Don't forget, humans in this world don't have the blood of demons. "

Auriel said relaxed words, but secretly clenched her fists.

Exactly what Marthael was thinking, no one knows.

"I won't run away this time."

A battle armor appeared on Imprius's body, and the metal-like ring above his head began to emit heat.

Losing the person of an archangel, or becoming a human being, or a husband doesn't change courage.

Courage will take root and sprout in every tiny place.

Even if the former tree trunk is knocked down by the strong wind, the branches will grow again, and the seeds will fall on every piece of soil!

"Really, I am impressed. Imprius."

Auriel said with a smile.

A long ribbon leaned gently on her slender neck, and there was a burst of warm breath from the ribbon.

Compassion can also sting!

Compassion and compassion will also turn into sharp knives!

Auriel's fighting power has never been the weakest among the archangels!

...

"Frank, are you back?"

Frank's wife hurried to the door to greet him.

It was hard not to worry this miserable woman about what had happened before, whether it was the battle with Anderson or the arrival of Bulkelso, this woman tensed her nerves.

Seeing that her husband was safe and sound, the tense atmosphere disappeared a lot.

"I will stay with you at home in the next few days."

Frank hugged his wife's soul body, and the coldness constantly reminded Frank that this was already a dead person.

"Stupid brother! What's wrong with you?"

Frank's daughter was being led by Jill, standing not far away looking at her father and mother.

Although young, the ability to feel emotions has nothing to do with age.

Perhaps because of nervousness, Lisa spoke with a weird accent.

"Lisa, it's all right, are you happy today?"

Frank squeezed out a smiling face and said to his daughter.

The case was made up.

Jill, who was standing aside, was looking down at the ring on his hand.

He remembered what Prius said before.

The unity ring on his hand makes him a weak point for Bulkelso.

Now he is not ignorant of Chaofan, that's why he feels worried and guilty.

The oil bottle is not a pleasing identity, but children are always unable to seek strong ones.

Unless he can find something like a radiation pile or a mutated insect in a short period of time, and then put his own life on the scale of fate.

"Father, I have something I want to discuss with you."

Jill spoke softly.

Like the movement of mosquitoes flying.

But no one in the room heard it, so the room became much quieter at this time.

Just when Frank was about to ask his son what he wanted to say in detail, there was a roar of an engine, and then disappeared outside their house.

"Hey, Amy! I just said there must be something wrong with the Tardis! She hasn't been nice to me lately!"

A cheerful voice came, and then there was a knock on the door of the Frank family.

"Doctor, what is this place?"

Another female voice sounded, and the voice was a little flustered.

"Wait a minute, I have to ask."

While the male voice was talking, he knocked on the door intensively.

"A sonic screwdriver won't do anything against wooden doors, so we better hope there's someone inside."

While the man was talking, the door was opened.

Frank's hand was hidden under his clothes, and the pistol was clutched in his hand.

The world has been weird lately, so don't let your guard down.

"Who are you!?"

Frank said so.

Although he felt a little familiar when he heard the sonic screwdriver, the person in front of him didn't have a pair of protruding ears.

So Frank is ready to shoot at any time.

"Hello, I didn't expect to meet you again. I'm a doctor, and I'm still me, but I'm not the me you know either."

Doctor Who greeted Frank cheerfully, and it seemed that meeting an acquaintance made him happy.

"Where's your profuse ear? I don't think you can prove your identity."

Frank's hand was pulled out from the hem of his clothes, and a submachine gun was poked on Doctor Who's chest.

This guy who doesn't know that he is the Son of Time still calls himself the Lord of Time, but when he faces a problem that needs to prove that I am me, his behavior is not much different from ordinary people.

"You stump me, but haven't we fought together before?"

Doctor Who smiled, and clapped his hands heavily on both sides of Frank's shoulders.

It's like not thinking that your actions will cause the firearm to go off.

Of course there was no misfire, and Frank's control of firearms may be one of the top in the world.

Even if it is not the first, it will not fall out of the top three.

Doctor Who's cheerful behavior made Frank even more suspicious.

"Listen, I remember the situation very clearly, you had a pair of protruding ears that are enough to attract people's attention.

No means of altering the appearance that I know of will make such a change in a person! "

Frank walked out the door with the gun barrel against Doctor Who's chest, and closed the door behind him with his foot.

He didn't relax his vigilance, but the person in front of him did have the subtle feeling he had seen before.

"How long has it been since we last met?"

Doctor Who said with a smile.

He was a little lost at this time, who always travels through timelines.

I can't even figure out the moment in front of me.

In his world, he has already experienced two rebirths.

That's a long enough time.

Almost ten years now.

"Less than three months."

Frank said so.

He looked at the person in front of him coldly.

The difference in the world means that the flow rate of time is also different.

Doctor Who scratched his head, still with a cheerful smile on his face.

"So, Merlin is looking for me again?"

He muttered a few words in a low voice.

Then he introduced his companion to Frank.

"This is my fulfilling partner, Amy Pond. By the way, what about the soldier I saw last time? I think what happened this time may have something to do with him."

Doctor Who said a little rudely.

It is obviously inappropriate to mention other issues when introducing my friends, but fortunately Amy doesn't care.

As for the relationship between the two, it's a bit complicated.

Fulfillment companions are right, but they are so much more than that.

Amy is his mother-in-law.

It's just that his wife hasn't been born yet in the current time.

"I remember the girl next to you last time was called Rose Tiger."

Frank said with some scrutiny.

He deliberately called Ross Taylor by the wrong name, which was a temptation.

A little rude, but it doesn't matter.

Frank was never a polite guy.

At least when he punished the goddamn guys, he never knocked on doors and handed out invitations properly.

"Ross Taylor. I have to correct."

There was a little bit of elusiveness in Doctor Who's eyes.

Well, the last Doctor Who was seen was the Ninth Doctor.

There is also an 8.5 term known as the war in the middle, so he is the ninth term.

As for Rose, the man who grew up with the cut off hand of the Tenth Doctor in the previous adventure was trapped in another world.

It was complicated, but it was an unforgettable adventure.

"Okay, what's the matter with you?"

Frank was a little irritable.

He confirmed the identity of the person in front of him, but it had nothing to do with being restless.

As for the Punisher, he never liked trouble, so he devoted himself to solving it.

If any strange person claimed to be his admirer, the most likely plan he would implement was to send those psychopaths to eternal sleep.

It's just that the guy in front of him is a little different after all.

Even Bull Casso and the others showed an abnormal attitude at a glance when facing the guy in front of them.

Not ignoring, even a little cautious.

"I came here to ask if you have encountered any weird things? Like running pepper pots and the like."

Doctor Who spoke mysteriously.

Of course the pepper pot part was a joke, but he really cared about what was going on in the world.

"Strange thing? A group of scum who got power after getting the ring ran around, and you, who appeared in front of my house in a phone booth, isn't that a strange thing?"

While Frank was talking, the gun in his hand clicked.

He intentionally made such a noise, telling the other party that he is not welcome!

"Well, this is indeed a strange thing.

But I thought, would you be able to tell me where Bull Casso is? I have something to check with him. "

Doctor Who said with a bitter face, raising his hands above his head.

Although he is full of British atmosphere, but at this time he would rather be a Frenchman.

After all, people die when they are killed.

After rebirth, he is no longer him, and he doesn't want to leave.

"You figure it out yourself!"

Frank pointed a gun at Doctor Who, then opened his door and retreated step by step.

There was a final slam of the door loud enough and a cry of pain.

"Damn, it doesn't look like he's very friendly."

Doctor Who rubbed his nose and said.

Amy on the side was a little worried.

"What's up with that Bulkelso you're talking about?"

Amy asked worriedly while looking at the doctor's injury.

There was some annoyance when he looked towards Frank's door.

"It's nothing, it's just that we couldn't participate in that rally. It was a big enough scene. You could have seen what the aliens in your mouth looked like."

Doctor Who said so.

They originally planned to go to a place to participate in the rally, and the purpose of that rally was to appease the finished Ekatan Ring.

It's just that I was guided to this world halfway.

Fortunately, it is not so strange here.

"Hey! Merlin! I know it must be your fault, you'd better come out and meet me!"

Doctor Who shouted to the sky, his eyes constantly searching, not knowing what he wanted to see.

As for Merlin who was called by him, although he was still observing him at this time, he was already unable to respond.

The battle between the two worlds, as the strongest possible under Eternal and them, of course Merlin will not stay out of it.

It's just that the power of the dream that he finally obtained was snatched away by death and thrown into hell.

And now he can't leave at all.

Inside the house, Frank comforted his family, then walked to the kitchen and started preparing breakfast.

Jill's previous question was temporarily forgotten, and Jill just turned the ring on her hand silently without saying a word.

He doesn't have the strength to protect himself, and knowing that danger is around him, anxiety will naturally arise.

Now he only hates himself for not being strong.

But when Doctor Who called Bulkelso's name before, he heard it clearly.

At this moment, he was a little hesitant, should he call Bulkelso over in a way that would hurt himself?

No one's kindness can be vented and wasted.

Jill hesitated.

His mother reached out and rubbed Jill's forehead gently.

The coldness of the soul on the hand brought Jill back to his senses.

"Son, let's go have breakfast."

Faced with mother's reassurance, most children will obey.

So it's common practice to put your worries to the back of your mind for the time being.

...

"Craig, what are you doing?"

Reco asked the man in front of him.

This man is one of the rare guys who has not entered the secret realm.

What can a guy with the concept of "immortality" do in a secret realm?

Being brutally murdered over and over again?

Or resurrected from the belly of some demon?

If he was thrown out of the secret realm before he died, it would be unfair to him who has the nature of immortality.

Simply did not let this "supreme human being" enter the secret realm.

Of course, there are still rewards.

Even if it's just a consolation prize.

"I was just thinking, should I be a hero."

As Craig said this, a layer of calluses had already appeared on the fist in his hand.

He didn't waste these time, but was constantly honing his boxing skills.

Even if there is no way to become a real monk, those boxing techniques can effectively make him stronger.

"Why do you have such an idea? The heroes seem to be unhappy."

Reco rubbed her chin with her thumb and forefinger, and asked curiously.

She might be the most romantic ancestor spirit ever.

Or it can be described as heartless.

After all, among the ancestors on this holy mountain, she is probably the only one who is obsessed with the crown of a very ordinary Leoric and does not want to rest in peace.

"A hero may allow me to find the meaning of my existence."

Craig continued:

"What do you think of the nickname Mister Immortal? My biggest advantage is that I won't die."

Craig suddenly missed Leoric a little bit. Although Leoric smashed his head with a scepter, it was to give him a memory.

So Craig didn't mean to hate Leoric.

After all, the unborn and undead sounds more powerful than him, the undead.

"not bad."

Reco was a little perfunctory.

She was thinking about what Lai Ko had said intentionally or unintentionally, about Craig.

It wouldn't be pointless to see who Oblivion is targeting, but what would Craig do?

"By the way, what does death feel like? I can't feel death anyway, so I want to ask you, if you don't care."

Craig said so.

It's definitely offensive to ask a ghost what it's like to die.

If the ancestor in front of him was not Reco, he would probably be punched.

Fortunately, only Reco was willing to answer this question.

"Death? With just one bang, I became what I am now. As for the feeling, it seems that I don't feel anything at all."

Reiko answered while thinking.

Not far away, Lai Ko has already appeared nearby.

Reco didn't understand how Craig was different, but she did!

Undead means that this person does not have the concept of death!

Maybe beings like Bulkelso can resist death, but that's because of power!

And Craig in front of him has no limit of death!

Death once said that she is the death of two worlds, but she did not say that she is the life of two worlds!

And Craig, who was looking dumbfounded there, was the incarnation of life in another world!

Annihilation works!

How powerful are the rules of death?

Even powerful beings such as eternity and annihilation, as long as they can be classified in the category of life, there is no way to ignore death!

And the judgment of life is a mystery!

Is it the soul or the mind?

Or change?

All this is clear in this world only by death.

And Annihilation obviously doesn't want to let himself have a weakness!

His attempt is Craig in front of him!

The embodiment of life!

Deadly opposites!

Annihilation wants to use this power at an appropriate time!

Woke up a little bit cold, it seems to have caught a cold again.

Lack of rest on time seems to weaken the body's immunity a bit.

I'll go to bed first, and I will give you a guarantee of 6,000.

Guaranteed 8,000 words tomorrow!

thank you all! Thanks!