“Yizur.”
 Anderson raised his head, looked at the door of the higher heaven in the sky, and spoke the name of the angel in a calm tone.
 He may be the next Archangel of Justice.
 High beliefs and a determination that almost never wavers.
 It is worthy of trust and deserves praise.
 It’s just that the contradiction between courage and justice seems to be passed on to the next generation.
 There was a slight conflict between him and Yizuer.
 Anderson's strength is still insufficient, but as the first subordinate of the Archangel of Courage in countless years, it is probably only a matter of time before he wants to be as powerful as Yi Zuer.
This contradiction is not one of strength, but of philosophy.
 Just like between Imprius and Tyrael.
"What?"
Colson felt uncomfortable all over.
The door to the higher heaven appeared in people's sight, and the power that had always been in conflict with the Demon King of Hell was also affecting the power of Diavolo in his body.
 “The gatekeeper of the higher heaven, a guy that a noble person will definitely see after death.”
 Anderson explained casually.
 He put the spear in his hand on the ground and looked at where Jin Bin was.
 “The location where Jin Bin is is in front? Then you can leave first.”
Anderson did not go to see Colson.
The feeling of walking with Colson is not good at all. Anderson doesn't like the current Colson. The disgust comes from the bottom of his heart.
 The power of the devil of hell will not be hidden from angels, and this time is no exception.
 It’s just that Prius and Auriel seem to have other arrangements.
 Anderson chose to walk the rest of the way alone.
 “If you want.”
 Colson’s forehead was covered with sweat and was reflecting light.
 S.H.I.E.L.D. is going to be busy again.
 What is the statement just this time?
 An experiment for a tech geek?
Coulson doesn't plan to go to SHIELD right now, as it feels more dangerous to him than Anderson in front of him.
It's better to contact other partners a little bit, otherwise all plans will be in vain if this continues.
Not far behind them, Imprius and Auriel slowly walked over.
 The sparse crowd did not notice them, or if they did, they would forget about them later.
 After all, courage and hope are things that can be seen everywhere, so they are not very noticeable.
 When they are remembered and called upon, that is the beginning of trouble.
“Seriously, you’re not going to talk to Bulcaisel?”
 Aurel's smile seemed to have not changed in a long time.
It’s as if that face was born to look this way.
“What do you say? Tell him that wisdom will eventually come? Or is it something that his position represents?”
 Because the Prius is a bit disdainful of these.
The archangels knew very well what the first ancestors of the barbarians were like, but they should not tell Bulcaisuo this.
“He’ll know, and if he falls, so what? Isn’t it Bulkesso that we need all the time?”
 Because the Prius’s fist is clenched.
Although this was what he had always thought, when he told the truth from his own mouth, he felt waves of chest tightness.
  【Human beings are really interesting.】
 Because the Prius thinks so.
 Place your fist on your heart.
“Your heart is beating fast, I can hear it.”
Aurel stretched out her hand and grabbed Imprius's evil wrist.
Those eyes opened, as bright as the sea of ​​stars.
 “Human beings are unpredictable, Israel said that at the time.”
 Aurel raised his eyes and looked at the higher heaven.
There is only one angel up there, Yizuel.
 Isreal is probably still with that blue figure now.
“Now, we are humans, just not the same as those Nephalem.”
Aurel said this.
 Then he slowly took out a brooch and placed it on Imperial's fist.
“The gift I gave you, I couldn’t prepare a gift for you on the day you became a human being. Now take good care of this blessing of ‘hope’.”
Aurel's body began to glow softly little by little, like a firefly in the last night before dawn.
 “What are your plans? What gift do you want to get?”
Prius put away the brooch, and then grabbed Auriel's wrist with his backhand.
 Pulling hope into one's arms.
 Fiery courage never knows how to restrain itself.
"I can not say."
 Aurel chuckled.
 Of course she won't say.
 Because courage is always fearless.
 Will take action based on a sudden thought, and will not notice that the ground he walks on is already full of wounds.
 A great idea.
If Auriel turns into the Archangel of Hope at this time, will all the humans present who have seen the high-level heaven transfer their hope from the hero to the god?
 An interesting attempt, now she needs someone who is willing to become an angel and is full of hope.
This is not right, but she must do it.
Aurel will be forgiven for being scolded by the barbarians, but the Prius will not.
 After all, Kanai owed her that!
 …
“Well, can I take away some souls to use as casting materials?”
Constantine looked at the wailing souls and said casually.
 Even though he was missing an arm, he didn't seem to care much.
As he spoke, he squatted down and used his good hand to pick up the cigarette that had only been smoked from the charcoal on his arm.
 Then he raised his head and looked at the guys upstairs.
“Okay, I’m just saying, playing with the soul will not end well, I know it very well.”
Constantine saw Nick Fury's face at a glance, so he waved his hand and said.
To be continued...