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309 Tyrael and Justice(2/5)

 They have confirmed Diavolo's awakening, but they just don't know where the cunning Hell Demon will appear.
                                    
Burkasso kicked the only half of Duriel's body and let out a long breath.
Every time he thought of Diavolo, Bulcaisel could not forget Leah's sacrifice.
The two Heavenly Hammer Lords recovered from their fear and exchanged opinions with each other in the chat channel unique to the Heavenly Hammer Lords.
They knew the name of Sin Leah from the moment they became Lord Skyhammer, but they knew nothing about that girl's past.
 Suddenly hearing this name from Bulkesso's mouth gave them some strange thoughts.
“What now? Continue your work or return to the Holy Mountain with this tormenting bug and make plans?”
Madoc's face didn't look very good either. Looking at Luke who still hadn't recovered, he suddenly became very angry.
 “Leoric! Come here!”
Burkatho roared loudly, his voice avoided those weak ones, and only those at Leoric's level of strength could hear it.
That is not an easy level to reach, at least those who can hear it will not have any idea about it.
 And Cytorak, who is far away in the crimson universe, is not among the weak!
“Hmm? I think I’ve heard of the name Leoric.”
Settorak muttered, but completely forgot about the funny guy he threw away directly.
 “Take my power, maybe I can see a good game.”
 Setolak took out a gem out of boredom and threw it far away.
It has been a long time since he encountered anything interesting. Whether it was creation or destruction, he had experienced it all in his independent crimson universe.
 He has no interest at all in higher levels of creation and destruction.
 Creation is due to loneliness, destruction is due to boredom.
 Now he does not feel that he needs to face such unanswered questions.
 In the kingdom of death, Leoric stood up directly from the throne of death after hearing Bulcasso's voice!
“What did you meet again? The Demon King of Hell?”
 Leoric's skull eyes glowed with a faint blue light.
“Well, are you sure there is something missing here? Leoric?”
 Death spoke softly, as if he was afraid of disturbing someone's dream.
 Leoric ignored death's solicitude and his body disappeared directly into the kingdom of death.
 The next moment he appeared next to Bulcasso.
“Duriel? Are you going to do that?”
 Leoric put the bone of his hand on his chin and fell into deep thought.
 As for what he said about "doing that", it was just an idea he mentioned to Bulkeso back then.
Neither Aidan nor he could face Diavolo, because those who are afraid cannot defeat fear itself, and they have never believed in anything other than themselves.
 Whether it is hope or courage, they will attribute everything to the guidance of fate.
 But what about pain?
 Skeleton King cannot feel pain because he no longer has the power to feel pain.
 Leoric who is sober in the endless madness will no longer suffer. He has no desires, will not experience birth, old age, illness and death, and has nothing he wants but cannot obtain.
His love has long been destroyed by his own hands, so naturally he will not experience the pain of separation.
 There is no eyes, ears, mouth or nose to experience pain, and the world in his observation is completely different.
 The sober Skeleton King would be the most suitable being to seal pain, not to mention that Duriel's pain is always only half.
 “What about your choice, Leoric?”
 Bulcaisel looked directly at Leoric in front of him, already making plans to completely crush Governor Riel's body.
 In his mind, Andariel was constantly urging him to continue, which would make Duriel and her want to meet in the Dark Soul Stone.
Duriel gets physical pain, while Andariel gets the mental kind.
 So one is called torture and the other is called pain.
 They divided the complete suffering into two parts.
“Let me think about it, I seem to have nothing more to gain. After all, I have never wanted to get a physical body to experience the beauty of the living. Wearing a coat named Duriel will only make me look bloated.”
Leoric smashed the Wrath of the Skeleton King directly onto a small head that had just grown out of Duriel, who was recovering little by little.
“Besides, this coat doesn’t seem to fit very well, and it also stinks.”
Duriel's body is much larger than Leoric's, and Leoric doesn't like sloppy things, just like he always keeps his bones as smooth as new.
 “I didn’t plan to do this originally, but things changed.”
Burkeso urged Leoric in front of him to make a choice as quickly as possible.
If Madoc hadn't gotten the bad news when he let out the threatening roar, Bul-Katho would have definitely sealed Duriel completely in the Dark Soulstone.
Whether Andariel devoured Duriel or Duriel regained his integrity, it would be a good thing for Bul-Katho.
 After completely devouring Azmodan, he had an opportunity to devour the demon god.
 Sin, as a transit point, can connect to the origin of all hell demons. As long as sin is used to activate devouring, those guys will not be able to escape the lock of devouring.
That is the most stable way forward, but in the end there is only one chance.
 It is impossible for Bulcaisel to actively create evil to charge this power, and if the naturally born evil wants to complete the charging, it may not be able to complete it after Malthael follows the trajectory.
 There are other hell demons competing for free sins. How can a Nephalem compete with the hell demons for those things?
Besides, now that Diavolo has recovered, he can only go forward after his fear is completely resolved.
 How else can a complete soul overcome fear?
 The best option is to swallow Diavolo before he is whole.
 Before Diavolo was devoured, these demon gods would not be included in his plans.
"boom!"
There was a huge noise from Madoc, and the soul-killer Ziren fell directly to the ground. Madoc forcefully inserted a stone-carved head into his hollow neck.
That was carved out of concrete fragments on the ground when he was bored, the head of Bulcaisel's former pet.
 Simply put, it is a dog head.
"If you want me to pay, then pay me. I have always been fair. What you promised me back then has been completed, and I have paid you. But what are you going to pay me now?"
 The sound from Madoc's side brought the silent confrontation to an end, and Leoric spoke first.
 “I swear on my own name, I will let you see Diavolo’s fearful look!”
Burkeso looked at Leoric in front of him and said this, his tone full of hatred for Diavolo.
If Leoric could wear the holster of Duriel, then pain would become a strength on their side.
As we all know, worms have no obvious bones, while crabs have bones outside their bodies.
 So once the hard shell of Duriel is broken, you can see the body that is completely composed of muscles.
 And Leoric will become another Duriel, a familiar existence to those hell demons.
"It's really cheap. Fear itself is full of fear. I want to see Diavolo's fear, just go and watch it. He is afraid all the time."
 Leoric used his giant hammer to crush Driel's head again, and said slightly dissatisfied.
 He was not satisfied with the reward.
 “So, how is Diavolo’s head?”
Burkeso said casually, gesturing restlessly with the two giant blades in his hands.
There is no point in talking about money with Leoric. Only these outrageous things can make the Skeletor relent.
To be continued...
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