Now he is the gatekeeper of the higher heaven, replacing Imprius as the first archangel to face the enemy!
 Courage has relinquished its authority and surrendered its person.
Although he is still himself, Courage is no longer the archangel.
 The remaining strength in Anderson's body can only allow him to enjoy the treatment of an angel, and he can no longer represent the higher heaven to face the enemy.
“I don’t want the next time we meet to fight side by side, Archangels.”
Johanna did not look back, she faced the portal in front of her and spoke softly.
The Nephalem and the Archangel fighting side by side mean that everything has reached the most critical moment, and Johanna doesn't want to see that happen.
 Fighting with the archangel means that the world may have reached the brink of destruction.
The last time this happened was when Malthael crushed the High Heaven with his extremely violent attitude. At that time, the Seven Demon Kings of Hell could only howl.
“The next time I come to the higher heaven, I hope to see the noble people who are constantly coming and going already covered with wings of light. I hope you have given the noble people a home.”
 Johanna left these words and passed directly through the portal.
  She does not plan to stay here any longer. She has seen enough of the scenery of the higher heaven while watching alone.
Johanna stepped on the scorched red ground of hell, slowly opened her chapped lips and spoke softly.
 “Long time no see, Bulkesso.”
 “Welcome back, Johanna.”
 …
Burkatho appeared in Hell just before the arrival of the High Heaven.
That blockade has been broken before the hammer of the Boundary Breaker.
 And the guys in hell have no intention of reinstating the lockdown.
 So Bulkesso just told Warusk and appeared directly in hell.
 But the scene of hell made him understand that the devil of hell had been hiding in this place for a long time.
According to the descriptions of Anda Kurgas and the three ancestors, hell should not be empty.
Although those little demons are not very powerful, the time is not enough for the ancestors who came before to completely kill the whole place.
 There are familiar shadows of Bulqueso in this change.
If it’s not that guy Diavolo, it would just be Baal and Mephisto.
 Belial did not reveal the slightest information, so only Baal and Mephisto were the causes of all this.
 The burning sensation in hell is getting stronger and stronger.
Burkeso drew out the Blue Fury and felt the faint anger coming from above.
Even though Yizuer was corrupted, this legend did not become a weapon of the devil along with Yizuer's fall.
 The power belonging to the angels still exists and still upholds its original purpose.
 “Shadowfang.”
Burkeso muttered quietly.
 The only thing that can change Azure Fury is the cause of Yizu'er's corruption.
The last traces of the seven-headed evil dragon Tasamet.
 How can ordinary legends destroy that kind of existence?
Even the first-generation Bulcaisel's twin swords found it very difficult to do this.
In addition to the fact that Shanzur's power was far inferior to that of an archangel, his stubbornness ultimately did not bring him the results he wanted.
Burkeso stood quietly on the land of hell, silently observing everything around him, trying to find traces of the devil of hell.
 Be able to do this, those guys have almost recovered.
Just as he was scanning, Johanna's figure appeared in front of him.
 It would be a lie to say that he was not excited, but Bulcaisel's emotions were rarely shown other than anger.
Prius had already told him the news that Johanna might come back, so he acted very calmly.
Johanna was wearing armor. After saying hello to Bulcasso, she turned around and watched the Burning Hell solidify little by little.
 She silently took two steps back and stood half a step behind Bulcasso.
The dim suit on his body stubbornly exudes a halo.
Bulkatho is the leader of humans she recognizes. She abides by the rules, but she is different from the mages.
 The rules of the Crusaders are used to restrain themselves, not to excuse themselves.
They won’t talk about the rules and watch innocent people wailing in front of them.
　　"Johanna, go back and take off your armor to me. I will help you repair it and make it as good as new."
Burcasso's eyes looked solemn as he watched the Burning Hell swallow up the original hell bit by bit, and gradually began to emit boundless demonic fire. He spoke in the calmest tone, as if Johanna and he had never been separated.
Same.
Burkeso is not good at expressing his feelings in words, but this most common tone is what Johanna wants.
 Listening to Bulcaisel speaking in the same tone as when they had fought together, a long-lost smile appeared on Johanna's face.
 “It’s still the same, remember to help me put on the wax.”
Johanna used the broken handle of the butcher knife to knock the shield in her other hand, making a dull sound.
This was the Crusader's way of saying hello, but Bulcaisso frowned.
The shield in Johanna's hand came out of his hand, and the sound was a bit unpleasant.
 He could imagine from the somewhat delayed sound what kind of fierce battle Johanna had endured.
 “I’m sorry that I didn’t resolve everything thoroughly at that time.”
Burkeso's tone was still calm. He ignored Andariel who was making a lot of noise in his mind and spoke lightly.
 Burkeso felt guilty for the disasters that had befallen his companions.
 It’s just that these emotions cannot be heard in the tone of voice.
If he had prepared his ancestors a little earlier, if he had not fully listened to the future explained by Volusk and chosen to make all preparations and wait for the battle with Malthael, everything might have turned out differently.
 But it is not the style of a barbarian to say now how much the past is worth regretting.
 He could only say a deep apology.
“Bulkessor, a leader never fights alone. Perhaps if we had faced Malthael together, none of this would have happened. None of this is your fault.”
Johanna said with a frown.
 She still has lingering fears about Malthael in his madness.
 That is the vastness of death beyond understanding, that is the power held by wisdom.
Facing Malthael at that time, the archangel did not form any effective resistance. The devil of hell kept wailing in Malthael's body, trying to corrupt all power to resist.
That tragic and disgusting sense of contradiction made Johanna still complain a little about Bulcasso.
 But he didn’t think Bulqueso should apologize for this incident.
“The strong should bear more, instead of relying on the sacrifice of their partners.”
Bulkiso didn't intend to talk any more about this matter. The topic came to an abrupt end. Bulkiso crushed the glass bottle in his hand, crushed the residue into powder bit by bit, and sprinkled it into the hot air of hell.
middle.
The arrival of the Burning Hell was a foregone conclusion, but he found no trace of the Demon King of Hell.
 This is unusual.
The vastness of the Burning Hell is beyond imagination, just like the higher heaven that can never be fully explored.
The difference is that in high-level heaven, you can see a different scenery every moment, while in the burning hell, there is only endless demonic fire and desolation.
“The Burning Land is coming, and there’s nothing you want to do?”
To be continued...