Like an ordinary lazy little girl.
"You want to warn me?"
Tyrell looked at the death in front of him and said.
Their understanding of the world is still too superficial.
Perhaps the only person who has ever really dealt with them is Death in front of them.
And that timid look made them take death too lightly.
"Including me, there are only five strongest people in this world.
Death, eternity, infinity and annihilation, as well as the court of life on the opposite side.
Guess who is the guy who really has the same ideals as you?"
Death smiled, as if Tyrael's embarrassment pleased her.
"I guess the court of life."
Tyrell answered Death's question casually, his expression unchanged.
"It's my brother, Sandman."
Death named a name off the list.
There are seven children in total, and the order from oldest to youngest is "fate", "death", "sleep", "destruction", "desire", "despair", and "joy".
Among them, "desire" and "despair" are twins, and "joy" was renamed "delirium".
There is more to death than Tyrell imagined.
Destiny is never simple.
In particular, Tyrael knew a brother named Inarius, who was powerful but always hidden.
Sandman is a derogatory name.
He should be called the Lord of Dreams.
But Sandman has become his most famous name.
Witnessing the world's first tragedy and nightmare between Abel and Cain, he summoned the three goddesses of fate to inquire about the whereabouts of the treasure.
However, the process of reshaping the dream world was not successful, and the two worlds began to compete with each other.
The Sandman has fallen, but fortunately his treasure is still there.
And escaped their sight for eternity.
The only person who knows this is dead, and maybe some of the guys who managed to survive in that battle.
But those guys didn't dare to tell anyone.
Because it was only because of the mercy of death that they did not become one of the countless living beings whose memories were washed away.
Survivors will fear death because they cannot escape its grasp.
As for the other brothers, Death had no intention of saying anything.
"The guys who hurt Sandman all have one thing in common, that is, they are always awake. What do you think of this punishment?"
Death said casually.
Then he yawned.
Being rejected in a dream means mental stress.
It is not a sleepless wakefulness maintained by short and broken sleep, but the pain of living in mental torture all the time.
Death will not redeem them.
For example, Nick Fury is always everywhere.
Nick Fury knew the "Sandbag" because he was the initiator of the "nightmare" that resulted in Sandman being transformed into the Demon Lord by taking away this treasure.
Nick Fury is so good that he can still play a good role by intervening in the war between gods as a mortal.
This kind of record alone is enough for him to be complacent.
But when punishment and curse fell on his head, no one stood up to speak for him.
Most of the people who know what he has done have already changed their lives.
The other survivors will not stroke their beards for Nick Fury!
"Very cruel, but what are you going to do through me? Awaken your brother?"
Tyrell said this and then sat directly on the ground.
His personality was handed over to Rorschach personally, and his power was taken away by Israel. He can't do anything now.
Like a mascot.
At this time, he seemed to be unable to do anything except not worry.
The identity of a listener is not unfamiliar to Tyrell either.
"I want you to pay the price to the barbarians for me as part of the exchange for the power of Dream."
Death said this, and there was a slight snore coming from her mouth. She was sleepy.
The sleepy look is kind of cute.
"why me?"
As soon as Tyrell said these words, he knew that he had done something stupid.
Why him? Of course because he is the weakest now.
There is no choice.
He cannot escape the grip of death.
Because he died in this world.
Even if Malthael came to this world with a share of death, he could not take away Tyrael's soul from the death that calls itself Ashira.
Death did not answer Tyrael's stupid question, which made Tyrael sigh in relief.
If the shame is only for a moment, then that's fine.
The King of Plague on the screen finally became completely furious.
Barr's constant control of him gave rise to some childlike rebellion.
Being controlled and unable to fight with all his strength left King Plague with nowhere to vent his desire for destruction.
The poisonous mist began to spread little by little, breaking through Loki's best-effort blockade.
And Dr. Doom, who was constantly told by Barr to be more cautious, became the first victim of the plague king's rage!
Teleport, smash!
Show no mercy!
The moment the Plague King appeared behind Dr. Doom, his giant arm had already landed on Dr. Doom's head.
The entire movement was so swift that there was no time for anyone to react.
Maybe Mocott can react, but Rumlow has become so weak that even the connection with him has become intermittent.
No one can save Dr. Doom's life from the plague king, except himself!
And Midnight, who keeps trying to master Dr. Doom’s body!
There was a sound like a watermelon being smashed!
Dr. Doom fell softly to the ground.
Every bone in the body was broken in the huge impact, and this kind of injury was enough to be fatal.
But Dr. Doom's will is particularly clear at this time!
The King of Plague still took back some strength at the last moment. After all, the rebellious child did not dare to put his father's will behind his head.
But Midnight's soul completely controlled Dr. Doom's body at that moment, and under this blow, it turned into soul fragments to nourish Dr. Doom's body!
To be continued...