Dark Savages Come To the United States

"My brother, I never thought a day like this would come.

You have actually abandoned your noble identities, and instead incarnated as human beings by the rules themselves.

Or do you all think Tyrell made the right choice? "

The figure of Inarius has not yet appeared, but his voice has already sounded!

"Tyrael's choice has nothing to do with us, and your resurrection is only our temporary decision.

Although you are still weak, you will not lose your destiny instinct, right? "

Imprius doesn't have a nice tone for Inarius.

The power of fate is very strange, even Imprius, who is an archangel, will feel awe.

Besides, Inaris is not just himself, but also destiny!

A monster with two different ideas and standards!

That's right!

Imprius would use "monster" to describe Inaris!

Not even the "alien" who seems less sharp, but the "monster" full of derogatory tone!

"My son, you just watch your uncle resurrect me like this?

Have you forgotten how terrible I am?

Ah, my dear Burkesso, you are dead...

You actually died without me breaking your neck...

So, fate is really not an empty talk..."

Inarius noticed the state of his son.

Inaris had no problem with Rathma's living-death state.

His youngest son was not born strong, and it is not surprising that he made any changes in order to pursue a strong footsteps.

But Bul Kesso...is different.

"Yes, I am dead.

But not completely dead.

Many of my deaths were caused by my dear brother.

He was avenging his other brother.

Father, your coming back is never a good thing.

Even if you abandon your position as an archangel, you are still the most dangerous one in the high heavens. "

The first Bulkeso simply sat cross-legged on the ground, looking at Inaris in front of him.

The long-lost father and son talk?

Maybe it can be counted.

If it is necessary to fight to end all this, they will also choose to fight.

"Are you two the only ones left of my child?

Your mother... ah, she has been sealed by me long ago.

The power of time always makes people helpless. Time can cross the long river and let me see the destined ending in the next moment.

But I think the world should not be what I had foreseen.

Does that mean Uldyssian finally succeeded? "

The figure of Inarius finally appeared in everyone's sight!

The figure is not burly, but it can also be called tall.

He didn't wear a hood to hide his face, and his handsome face appeared in everyone's sight without any concealment.

Only those eyes are weird...

It was a pair of gray and empty eyes, looking like a blind person, unable to respond to everything in the outside world.

There seems to be a faint radiance emitting from it, but no trace can be found.

"Uldyssian succeeded?

I don't even know about it.

Don't tell me you don't know about the agreement signed with High Heaven and Burning Hell. "

The corners of the mouth of the original Bulkasso rose slightly.

The battle of original sin is a battle between the high-level heaven and the burning hell, and the final winner is the nephalem!

Even an angry and brutal guy like the original Bulkasso would be happy with this result.

You might even feel a little peaceful about it...

It's a very delicate story...

"He shouldn't have failed! Hey~ Destiny is so powerful..."

There was not much emotion in Inarius' tone.

From the time he started talking until now, he always seemed to be lamenting something powerful.

From the mouth of Inarius, one cannot hear his praise for himself.

And no one ever said how powerful Inarius was.

No one but himself can tell fate from him.

"I saw a crusader... is she trying to stop me?

And you actually shot at her? why is that?

You all know that now that I can clearly control my body, letting her kill me is the best ending.

But you actually choose to stop her? Stop someone trying to save you? "

Inarius' tone finally fluctuated, but it was a strange strangeness.

"Johanna?"

Auriel said Johanna's name, and only she and Imprius could say Johanna's name here.

"Father, you will die willingly.

But fate will not.

Our shot is destined after you say it. "

Rathma had a weird and somewhat tragic smile on her face.

Inarius was not born free!

His words represent fate, and his observations represent doom!

For this reason, Inaris abandoned his vision and judged everything only by the voice of fate.

This can at least give other existences more possibilities...

Inarius has always been a loving father, he loves his children.

Children who love their children, children of children's children...

It's just that fate can't have love!

From the moment Inaris violated his destiny, he even lost the qualification to love others.

But what can stop a father from loving his child?

Fate and Inarius' love are intertwined and become an inexplicable curse!

"I forgot, I can't tell everything I think.

You can't say love to your mother, and you can't say me... hey~ forget it.

I can't say it. "

Inaris just let out a long sigh, then stood where he was and straightened his clothes.

He wanted to die, but he couldn't die!

Because Inaris once said a word when he was suppressed by "Diablo" to the point of dying during the Eternal Battle!

He said: "I am immortal! Death is just a journey, and I will return!"

So Inarius always returns.

This is also fate!

"It's really ugly. Fortunately, I interrupted you at that time."

The first Bulkelso took out his backpack, but nothing came out.

"I was going to be a brewer, and you sound like a good blacksmith when you say the name 'Burcasso'.

Turns out I was a blacksmith and the guy was a blacksmith too.

I want to say it was accidental, but I can't...

Fortunately, he is an excellent master brewer. "

The first generation Bulkelso wiped his hands on his body indiscriminately, and said very helplessly.

At this time, Inaris was full of curiosity, but he stopped talking.

Those few words already had the potential to have a huge impact.

Fortunately, there is not much difference between what he said before and what he said before, so probably there will be no problem.

"Who is this!?"

A heroic and tough voice sounded, Johanna still came!

If nothing else, the next thing Johanna will do is to attack Inaris, and then all existences including Imprius and Auriel will try to stop him.

Although now they can't think of why they do this...

Listening to what Inarius said before, they were not too light when they shot Johanna!

"Inarius, father of the nephalem.

By the way, we didn't have time to meet in Sanctuary.

I am Rathma, a necromancer. "

Rathma introduced himself to Johanna.

In the final battle, Rathma had seen the power of Nazeebo, Vera, and Karasim and Sonya.

But Johanna had already come to this world with the high-level heaven at that time.

"Fate~ oh!"

Johanna didn't say those two words, as if they were taboo in Inarius' presence.

Before she finished speaking, Auriel covered Johanna's mouth.

"That can't be said, although it should still be very weak now.

But never forget, the memory of that thing is forever. "

Auriel said in a warning tone.

There is kindness in the eyes.

Auriel is still kind, and there is at least one hope full of compassion among the archangels.

Destiny will remember everything you have experienced, and everything you have said.

That thing is like an indelible memo. After some things in his attention become "promises", they will eventually be realized.

For this reason, there are very few oaths in the high-level heaven, because those will be recorded by fate...

In this place, where Inarius is, there is no "freedom to act recklessly" at all!

Inarius doesn't know when he has become the vehicle of fate, and he doesn't know when he began to realize that he is such an identity.

But Imprius remembered that Inarius had been like this a long time ago.

"This is the father of the first ancestor? So what is his position?

I just don't believe that after Rathma rescued Lilith, he would have no plans for his father. "

Although Johanna still couldn't understand Auriel's words, she could change the subject.

There is not much oath in these words, and perhaps it will not be recorded by fate.

"No, no one knows.

Maybe even he didn't know it himself. "

The first Bulkelso glanced at Johanna, with some reminiscence in his eyes.

Johanna's look reminded him of his brother...

Although the gender is wrong, that guy is also a crusader.

No! It should be said that the Crusaders survive because of him.

"By the way, Johanna, do you have food and wine?"

The first generation Bulkelso asked naturally, he didn't feel that there was any possibility of fighting in the current state.

Johanna has never been naive, nor will she fight for a reason that is not pleasing to the eye.

No normal person would use "dislike" as the real reason for fighting. If this kind of thing happens, it can only be said that there is something wrong with the person who did it.

"Wine and bread, that's all I have here."

Although Johanna didn't understand why the atmosphere became tense, she was always a good talker.

So when she finished speaking, the food she mentioned was already in front of her.

"very nice."

Rasma sneered.

The next moment he laughed, he took a few steps back.

It wasn't that the food offended anyone, it was just that Rasma didn't like food.

As a living dead person, it really made no difference whether Rathma ate or not.

Anyway, you can't taste the taste, and you won't be full.

The contempt in the face of food is more like he is covering up his loss.

"Lilith was released by Rasma?"

Inarius asked a question, and it was obvious that he had thought about it before saying it.

Telling what has happened can somewhat weaken the influence of fate.

After all, it is impossible for Rathma to release Lilith twice from the same seal.

Inaris did not say in detail what kind of seal Rathma released Lilith from, and it was also to prevent "Lilith from being sealed" from being destined...

The more specific things are, the more fate will care.

Just saying "released" may mean that it was released from the room.

A bit of ambiguity can be regarded as a kind of protection, but this kind of ambiguity does not always bring good results.

"I didn't go far when Nazeebo and Bulkeso got in touch.

I basically knew what happened in Rathma at that time.

Lilith was released from the dead man's head, and by the way, the blood of the first generation Bulkasso was put into Sonya's body.

He even used the bones of the barbarian Kanai and summoned his brother to help him fight. "

Johanna's tone was not very polite.

Johanna was not alone in her lack of affection for Rathma.

"Father, what the girl said is true."

Rathma nodded to Inaris, looking very filial.

The first Bulkelso took the wine bottle from the ground, snapped off the top of the bottle and poured it into his mouth.

He didn't intend to say anything on this topic.

After all, it is not honorable to be controlled by one's younger brother to fight.

And... possessing someone else's skeleton is definitely not a comfortable experience.

Not only physically uncomfortable, but psychologically as well.

It's like wearing someone else's underwear that hasn't been washed and doesn't fit well...

Savages don't have cleanliness...but it's not that they don't care about hygiene...

It is common for nephalem to eat among the corpses of demons, but the food is not taken from blood plasma.

Food is all placed in the backpack, and no one would put disgusting things in their backpack.

Even a witch doctor...

The witch doctor would put some jars and jars containing toads and spiders, but those things may be cleaner than food in Nazeebo's eyes...

The fact that the first Bulkelso was forcibly attached to Kanai's corpse to help his younger brother fight was disgusting enough for him.

"There will be no next time.

You also don't have strong enough barbarian corpses anymore. "

After drinking a bottle of wine, the first generation Bulkelso stared at his eyes as big as copper bells and roared.

"That's not sure~"

Rathma responded with a scornful smile.

The quarrel between the brothers made Inarius frown.

Inarius loves his family and hopes that the family can love each other.

Although, he would never express these thoughts, just as he would not express love.

It is destined that the destructive power of this ability is too strong.

When the love between people has become destined, how much of it is sincere and how much of it is an exquisite design under all coincidences?

Fate's existence made Inaris miserable enough.

The summary for October will be posted later.