Dark Savages Come To the United States

At the same time, in the Burning Hell, it is on the boundary line that separates the Burning Hell from this world.

The two pieces of land can be almost clearly distinguished just by looking at them.

Although one side is barren, there are no unbroken openings, and there are no densely packed demons crawling out from the bottom.

At this time, the ancestor spirit who was once called a warrior stood here.

Although his current position is far away from Barr sitting on the throne, the eyes of the two existences are meeting at this moment.

This kind of tacit understanding can only be cultivated after a long time of getting along, and Chorez and Barr are definitely not strangers.

Perhaps among the spirits of the ancestors, there is no one who is more familiar with Baal than Jorez.

Even if there is nothing that cannot be said between the two beings, getting acquainted with a devil king of hell is already very troublesome.

Especially the existence of those paladins and templars. People of these two professions are different from crusaders like Johanna.

They have to be more fanatical.

"Jorez, are you willing to be corrupted by me now? At this time? If I remember correctly, you should have nothing left. At most, a little legend stays on the mountain you have placed your high hopes on above."

The moment Baal spoke, his original intention was in front of Jorez, and the two existences just looked at each other through the mask used to divide the world and the burning hell.

Neither of the two beings chose to make any movement towards the other side at this time.

This can be regarded as a tacit understanding.

As barbarians, Jorez and Hell Demon God Baal both knew that they could communicate only in the current situation where they couldn't contact each other.

When the barriers are gone, then it's a fight between savages and demons.

Generally speaking, neither of the two existences will break through this barrier, even if that barrier may be destroyed even by a slightly stronger wind.

"What do you want to know from me?"

There was anger in Jorez's eyes, and the source of this anger was the devil king in front of him.

When did Baal handle it better than Diablo? Because this guy didn't have any appeals, when he wanted to get something, the hand he grabbed tightly reminded people of the most powerful pincers.

That feeling will definitely not be better than the feeling of that bug in Duriel pulling out his teeth with pliers, and even the knuckles being crushed a little bit will not be more painful than Baal's greedy gaze!

These are all things that Jorez has experienced before, and his judgment can be said to be "authoritative".

"If at the beginning I wanted to know about fate from you and from Leikou, then now you don't have any news that I have to know.

But you actually appear in front of my eyes at this moment?

It seemed that those savages on Harrogath Hill weren't all mortal either. "

Baal didn't smile at all, even though he spoke in a very frivolous tone.

Perhaps it is most appropriate to describe his performance at this time as arrogance, but Barr will never let himself behave arrogantly.

He is only destroying, and he only wants to be destroying.

"If anyone among us is really alive, I'm afraid you can't talk to me like this now!

I remember that what I promised you has been done long ago, and even the agreement between us has long since ended.

Aren't you wondering why I appeared here at this time, in front of the mighty Demon God of Destruction who has detained a part of Leiko's soul?

Of course, those things you did have long been in the past. In my eyes, you can only be called a 'devil'. "

When Jorez spoke, he seemed to be a little free and easy about what he said, but his tightly clenched fists showed his inner unrest.

Vader?

Jorez's pseudonym, in order to earn enough money to redeem his lover.

It sounds like a romantic story with a little dark humor, but only the man knows how much pain and anger there is.

By the way, Jorez is dead now, a male ancestor spirit?

"You don't even need to guess what you want to do when you come to me, what can you get from me?

Of all the things I have, there is only one thing that can interest you, why are you so impatient to get destroyed now?

Or, have you found the opportunity to completely destroy Malsail's will?

Or, those 'noble' ancestors on Mount Harrogas finally developed a little bit of selfishness, intending to detonate that damned mountain again, and then get free. "

Barr spoke slowly, he didn't pay attention to Jorez.

Although the fact that Jorez could appear in front of him still interested him, it was just that Barr didn't intend to explore these things.

Because knowing that doesn't help his goals either.

As for the real "freedom", this is a somewhat regrettable thing.

Even if all nephalem feel uncomfortable with the description of mortal heart, they will not deny this kind of thing.

People are subject to change, and Barr never believed that the nephalem would always stick to their original intentions.

Perhaps among the ancestors in the holy mountain, there is someone who can't stand the feeling of being integrated with a mountain after closing his eyes.

Even the deep-rooted hatred will always dissolve one day. When the dream of revenge is realized or there is no hope of realizing it, the hatred will also disappear with time.

"Okay Jorez! I never remember that you are such a slow-talking guy. Just talk about anything, and after I finish talking, I can wait for the day you want to come."

Barr was fidgeting, and everything around him began to crackle like glass under pressure.

Even the hell demon god yawned, and that dark, bottomless throat was displayed in front of Jorez.

"We are all dead, and dead people shouldn't interfere with too many things.

I'm just here to tell you that what you expect is impossible! Regardless of whether you are really heading towards that unemotional end, or because you have been killed, only the rules that can represent your identity are left.

You can't even get what you want! "

When Qiao Ruizi spoke, his whole head was squeezed against the mask, and the power of hell burned his face bit by bit, and bursts of smoke rose upwards.

It seems that Jorez is more like a demon than Barr at this time.

"You, are you here to tell me this? Don't be kidding. Guys like you are like maggots in the swamp! Guys like you won't give up no matter whether they are close or not.

You are trying to kill me here! ? "

Looking at the ugly face, Barr suddenly burst out laughing.

"You want to kill me? That's great! You want to challenge me? Huh? No! You just want to die!

But I will not grant your humble wish! "

Barr said with a smile.

When one person challenges another, there may be various reasons.

But the most fundamental point is to feel stronger than the opponent.

Jorez is brave, but not yet megalomaniac.

What he is doing now is courting death!

"Jorez! You exchanged that piece of your wife's soul from me! But you finally found out that that piece of soul can't return to the Leiko you are familiar with no matter what, right?

Then you think you can change this result just by killing me?

ha! Then what do you think the piece of soul that Lai Ko lacks represents?

Is it a memory, like Bulkelso? Or a feeling? Or... is it love for you? "

Barr was chattering on and on, he had already said too much at this time, and when he was with his brothers and sisters, he probably wouldn't have said so much for many years.

In the old days when there were only endless fights, he didn't even bother to utter a battle cry.

Because that never makes sense.

A beginning without an end is meaningless.

The Eternal War has been fought for countless years. Not only those who choose to flee to Sanctuary are tired of this war, but also the Hell Lord and the Archangels.

No one can see the end, they can't even imagine the end of the war.

Therefore, they each made efforts and made choices.

Barr believes that the search for meaning is painful, and that it is impossible to have a little value in the endless.

So he wants to return himself to the chaos at the beginning, the years without him, only destruction.

No thinking required, nothing required.

No boring hatred and fighting, not even anything!

That is the freedom Barr seeks!

But there is a problem he has to consider, that is fate!

What kind of future does fate want? Or what kind of end does destiny dictate?

That's not something that idiot in Baal's eyes can decide!

Inaris is Inarius, even if he did not hand over the authority of the Archangel to Yzreal back then, he could not represent the will of fate!

Fate, death, war or everything else that exists should not be controlled by a single consciousness!

This is Baal's wish!

More than once, I have devoted myself to those battles where there is no chance of winning, and more than once I have watched those humans find a way to "seal" the devil king of hell!

But those expectations turned into disappointments again and again!

Barr has gone crazy!

Who is not crazy in that experience?

Maybe that Archangel of Wisdom isn't there yet, that guy might be the only normal person among a bunch of lunatics enjoying their madness!

Because Malthael chose to find a solution!

Even if this method is cruel and ruthless!

Kill all the human beings in the world, because there is a demon side in the human body!

Kill everything related to demons, let the concept of demons wither!

This may be able to end the endless battle, this may be able to bring the eternal battle to an end!

It's just that the madmen are enjoying the madness!

"Baal, at whose hands do you want to die?"

Jorez looked at Baer inside, feeling an inexplicable feeling in his heart.

At this moment, it was as if he had reacquainted with the Destroyer Demon God, his eyes were deep and calm.

"Who do I want to die at? Thank you so much! Thank you guys for finally treating me like you guys.

The devil of hell and the archangel will not die, just like that unlucky Leoric, we can only disappear, not be killed. "

Barr looked at the quiet Jorez in front of him, and seemed to see his elder brother in a trance.

Not the Mephisto who entrusted the knowledge, but the Mephisto who once mastered the knowledge, full of hatred and anger!

The Demon God of Hatred at that time was the real ruler of the Burning Hell!

"Big brother at that time, maybe he had foreseen it a long time ago? So he chose ignorance?"

Barr's laughter gradually subsided, and he slowly said this sentence after he was completely quiet.

"Jorez, do you say that ignorance is a pleasure or a pain?"

Baal stretched out an index finger with his human-like hand, and lightly touched the mask of Burning Hell.

His movements seemed to be waiting for Jorez to touch his fingers through the mask like him.

"The powerlessness is the pain."

Jorez slowly raised the stick in his hand, and poked hard at Barr on the other side of the mask.

But there was no response, Jorez's strength was not enough to shake the mask.

This warrior is not weak, but facing this mask that even the existence of the three ancestors cannot directly break, he is definitely not strong.

"So, you can feel the pain now! I can't do anything about Leikou, and neither can you!"

As Barr said this, his dark eyes, which no one had carefully explored, reflected a meaningful light like a black agate.

"Then it's the second thing now! Diablo, what do you want!?"

Jorez looked at Barr firmly, as if he was sure that the other party would tell him.

Jorez, who asked such a question, looked very strange, while Barr, who looked at Jorez, gave an even more strange answer.

"He wanted to change the world."

When Barr spoke, he seemed to be slightly drunk, relaxed and freehand.

It was like leaning against the window in the afternoon and feeling the sun shining on his face, he was ready to receive the warmth.

"So now, Jorez, are you satisfied? Or is it that your previous joke will become your real purpose, and you plan to seek death at this time? In my hands?"

Barr spoke in a tone that drove the other party away, as if a crooked old man was tired of such conversations, and the rising fatigue in his body took away all his energy.

"In the current Harrogas Holy Mountain, Volusk has not been able to sort out all the power like Kanai. Maybe after giving him a little time, he can take on this responsibility well, but I'm not sure how long it will take, Maybe a day? Or it could be years.”

Jorez uttered a piece of news that should not be known to the Demon King of Hell.

"What do you want me to do? Go to your holy mountain in person, now that Burkasso can't get away for a while? When courage and hope are there, while you are waiting for Malthael Now that the winner hasn't been decided yet?

Stop messing around, I just want to be at peace and not feel the pain anymore.

Now I go to your house as a guest? Do you really think I'm going to get your treats instead of being 'killed' once in advance?

Do you know, Jorez, no matter how much you do for your lover, and no matter how many years later she will know what you have done for her, she will never appreciate you!

You just touched yourself, the courage needed to accept others' love is more magnificent than simply giving, if you don't want to believe it, you can consult the stubborn Imprius.

These words are what he told me back then. "

Baal's figure flashed, and he returned to his throne.

He paralyzed his body, and placed it on the said throne like a puddle of mud, but it was actually just a few stones that would not be born in the Burning Hell, and could be seen everywhere in the Sanctuary.

Burning Hell is doomed to be barren!

It's as if the high-level paradise is destined to flow from the springs.

"If you had to choose, who do you want to put you to sleep? Burkasso or Malsail?"

Jorez asked softly, he knew that he was relying on the mask of Burning Hell, and Baal, who was sitting in it no matter how far away, could hear what he said.

"Uldyssian" Baal spoke the name.

If he had to choose a person to execute him, no matter how many times Barr answered this question, he would be wise enough to say the name!

"He was about to make it. What stopped him? Guess what? Could it be death from which all life cannot escape?

Is it the fate that fell at his feet?

Could it be me? Or Lilith? Even Mephisto. Diablo, Durrell, and Andariel?

Isreal, Auriel, Imprius or Tyrael? Or even that Inarius who had fallen at his feet? "

Barr uttered a long list of names, as if hinting at Jorez in front of him.

He also didn't know why he said these things to the barbarian in front of him who had made a deal with him.

But that doesn't matter.

Barr never paid too much attention to these unhelpful "answers."

"I don't want to know about this. If you really have such sex, can you tell me how to make Reco and Reco become the people I remember?"

Jorez spoke softly.

At this time, the confrontation in the hand broke a sharp corner from the top of the mask!

The legend of confrontation itself is the most suitable weapon for those guys who are good at charging.

There was a sound like glass being shattered from the mask of Burning Hell, and the army of demons inside, which had been bred for so long and could no longer see the border, followed the source of the sound and turned their gazes to Jorez!

The strange faces of the demons looked at Jorez uniformly, and the malice in those gazes could almost burn this warrior!

"By the way, the reason why I came here was not only because those ancestors had some ideas, but also because they understood that I, like Lei Kou, may harm a certain barbarian, but it will not bring any harm to this group. Any threat!

My transaction with you is just me and you from the beginning to the end. "

Jorez said so.

In fact, it was similar, but when the one he damaged became the only choice for the barbarian group, things changed.

Jorez and Bulkelso, who were aliased as "Vida", were good friends. At that time, Bulkelso offered to help "Vida" get enough money, and was even willing to beat up the "creditor" after helping him pay back the money. .

But Jorez didn't agree.

Because this deal was just between him and Barr from beginning to end!

Next, we will send out the summary of the previous month and the status of outstanding balances.

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