Because of the sound of the Prius, it revealed the problem that everyone is worried about.
 The existence of Rasma!
Until now, no one knows the full purpose of Rasma. They only know that Rasma’s shadow has appeared on the path to becoming a god in many existences, whether it was the first generation Bulkesso or Vasily.
  But the most dangerous thing is that no one has found definite evidence of Rasma's involvement.
Perhaps Malthael knows something, but no one can relate to that wisdom that is beyond ordinary people.
 Wisdom itself is unfathomable enough, and it would not be surprising at all to say that he has already mastered powers beyond the scope of wisdom.
 But even this kind of wisdom is of no use when facing Rasma.
“Rathma? Then the existence we will face will only be Rathma or Malthael.
 If the goals of Rathma and Malthael conflict with each other, it is clear that there will only be one winner."
Burkeso shook the blood bottle at his hand and frowned as he watched the wound on his arm oscillating between healing and festering.
Although Bulcaisel doesn't like cleanliness that much, he doesn't like wounds that constantly produce blood stains.
"Bulkess, I am not that easily convinced, as you know very well. I still have not given up on what I insist on, but I will not fight a meaningless battle, and it is destined to have no results."
Tyrrell said to Bulcaisuo, and the light wings behind him were shrinking little by little.
But now that he has chosen to come to this world, he no longer hides his power.
Then there is absolutely no need for him to continue hiding.
"Tyriel, I never thought that justice should not exist, but as justice, you are too weak."
Burke fumbled around and took out a bottle of wine and held it in his hand without any intention of opening it.
 Bulkatho doesn’t know how he should face Tyrael, even though the Archangel of Justice has never been as noble and great as he appears.
 “Are you accusing me?”
There was something funny in Tyrell's voice. Faced with a person's accusations against justice, justice itself would certainly find it funny.
Even if that person is Bulcaisu who has been given the authority to judge.
"Justice should be everywhere, Tyrell. You lack the courage. If you are really as noble as you say, you should let justice fill the world instead of appearing in the world under the name of the Archangel of Justice.
The scene of tragedy.”
Bulkessor planted the Oathkeeper and Blue Fury on the ground, looked at Tyrael in front of him and said.
 The Archangel of Justice can never become justice everywhere, because there is always only one Tyrael.
 If he really cares about justice itself enough to be willing to sacrifice himself, then justice should be like death in the first place, untainted by anything linked to people.
“So what do you lack? You are noble, but can you give up your existence just for the world you want?
 Are you sure that your sacrifice will actually get the results you want?
Burkeso, as a human being, we can never be truly selfless.
Even if you say you don’t want to be the God of Creation, haven’t you enjoyed the power you gained along the way?
 Tell me, Bulcasso, can you give up everything you have now?"
Tyrrell said a lot of words, and began to make gestures with the Holy Feather Glory in his hand.
 Obviously he is very sensitive to this topic, even a little paranoid.
"Bulkess, you have to know that my brother may have experienced everything you are thinking about a long time ago. Compared with us, your existence was too short."
In Prius spoke softly, defending Tyrell.
 For justice, the choice to abandon "I" itself and let justice fill the world is the same for courage, wisdom and hope.
 What Bulcaisel asked has been thought about by every archangel.
  It was ultimately a vote that decided the choice.
 Four abstentions and one vote against.
 The only archangel who opposed it was Israel.
 That was probably the only time he did not abstain from voting.
 “I can imagine, because of the Prius.”
Burkeso hesitated before knocking off the top of the wine bottle.
“I can imagine that you already existed before humans were born.
 You can also imagine that what you have seen is countless times more than what I have seen, but have any of you really made up your mind?
If you were really courageous, then you should have spread all your courage to the world long ago, or in other words, only one archangel took the first step on this road.
 You think so? Auriel?"
Burkeso handed the wine bottle in his hand to Auriel, who was watching on the side.
 Aurel has already done this, she only retained the last bit of her consciousness to drive the body she wished to give.
 A little bit of consciousness controls all the power of an archangel. This is the truth about Archangel Auriel of Hope.
"Bulkess, that may not be as good as you think, you can probably understand this from the death here."
 Aurel stretched out her hand and took Bulcasso's wine.
 But he did not pour it into his own mouth.
 Hope that most of the time she won’t need power at all, and she won’t use the consciousness that has spread out into the world to control power unless necessary.
"die?"
Burkasso sneered and rejected Auriel's suggestion.
Is it necessary to use other people’s mouth to express this kind of problem?
 Obviously Auriel did not intend to tell this.
 “Auriel, when did you do this!?”
Because the voice of Prius is very urgent, I hope to take the first step, but my courage is still hesitant.
 This is somewhat unimaginable for Impris.
“Perhaps she made up her mind the moment Johanna appeared? Maybe Auriel had already made her plans when Akarat existed.”
Tyrell said calmly, he had already felt the change of hope.
 Auriel has undergone changes since that time, and these changes cannot escape Tyrael's perception.
 The scope of justice activities is always larger than courage, so people always call the name of justice, but never remember that courage is what they most urgently need.
 “Auriel, I think this conversation is almost over.”
Bulcaisel did not pay attention to Imprius and Tyrael, and he did not even take a look at Leoric and Death.
 Because Hope is the archangel who has helped him the most, and that help is real.
“Now, Auriel, what are you going to do? Still put yourself on this guy, just to hope for the ubiquitous oath?”
While Bulcaisso was speaking, he shifted his gaze to Constantine on the ground. What happened this time made him somewhat change his view of Constantine.
 Otherwise he would probably describe Constantine as "a rotten man".
“Archangels need a higher level of heaven, and so do the devils of hell.”
 Aurel said this, obviously meaning something.
Since the Archangels have begun to usher in the arrival of higher-level heavens, the Demon King of Hell should have also begun to take action.
 Otherwise, Israel would never agree to intervene in this matter on any terms of Prius.
 The things Israel pursues destined him to make this choice.
“I don’t remember that I gave the Hell Demon the weapon that can summon hell.”
Burkeso’s eyes were a little serious.
　　He gave Imprius the legendary weapon "Duan Kong" to summon the higher heaven. So what will Hell choose?
“Hell has their own ways, even more convenient than ours, and we can’t stop this.”
To be continued...