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634 Diablo is my granddaughter? It's quite exciting to think about it.(1/3)

 "Speaking of which, what are you going to do with this guy?"
Rorschach shook his head helplessly.
He has always disliked other people's preaching, because many times this kind of preaching would conflict with his values.
"Didn't I say that?
This guy is here to die."
Bulcasso spoke and already raised his feet.
Just push it down with a little force,
This Harley Quinn, who may be a madman or a pitiful person, is about to say goodbye to this world.
Become the dead and go on an adventure great enough?
Hope death itself likes this statement.
Facing death is an adventure in itself, especially when this death seems unusual.
Well... death is indeed not normal.
Whose death would try to fall in love?
"I have an idea, I wonder if you can accept it?"
Leoric said with a smile, but there was no hint of laughter in his eyes.
Even a little cold.
Don't think that Leoric is a guy who cherishes his life so much.
His responsibility is only one from beginning to end, and that is to be responsible for his own kingdom.
This guy has never been a very kind guy, and even the fact that he became the Skeleton King is open to question.
If Leoric had really planned to become the Skeleton King, then the destruction of Canduras would definitely have something to do with this guy.
Sanctuary never lacks cruelty.
"If next time you ask for my opinion, you can finish your words before taking any action, I might be happier."
Bulcaisu frowned and looked at the King's Sword blocking his feet.
Obviously he was not very satisfied with Leoric's approach.
Who made this place Harrogath?
If this were the palace of Canduras,
Maybe Bulcasso won't be too angry yet.
So Bulcasso's feet stubbornly fell towards the ground.
"Hey~ You really can't take a joke."
The veins could already be seen on Leoric's forehead.
Against the power of Bulcaisel?
Even Nian Hammer might not be willing to do this kind of thing.
"When your jokes make others angry, what you should do is not say that others can't take jokes..."
"Apologise first, right? I'm sorry! But can you put your feet up now?
My hands can't bear it anymore.
Really, you were still so funny when we first met."
Leoric spoke quickly, but it was obvious that his apology was not sincere.
"Before you tell me your plan, I will keep pushing.
If this guy’s plan for you really depends on her, then you’d better not waste your time!”
Bulcaisel's feet were still pointing downward.
Ordinarily, with Leoric's strength, he could lift Bulcasso easily.
But this extraordinary power often ignores some "common sense".
"I need this guy to carry part of my madness. As long as you do this, you will gain a very beautiful Holy Army King."
Leoric said hurriedly.
He understood that Bulcaisel rarely joked nowadays, and if he didn't finish speaking quickly, he would be able to harvest a headless corpse that was said to be very hot with this kick.
"Not enough! This reason is not enough!"
Bulcaisuo's feet were a little harder again, and the King's Sword was even a little bent.
In a contest of strength, perhaps Johanna of the previous generation could compete with Bulcasso in terms of physical strength.
But now, there is probably no such person among the Nephalem.
"I will separate!
Death will gain the existence of the Skeleton King, and I will transform back into the purest Leoric, King of Khanduras!"
When Leoric spoke, it was almost like a roar.
The confrontation of power will always quietly change some subconscious habits of others.
"Honestly, I don't think it's true."
Rorschach interrupted and received a malicious look from Leoric.
A little crazy, and a little murderous.
"What are you looking at? Do you think I can't do anything to you?"
Rorschach returned a cold and serious look, um... upright and awe-inspiring.
He is righteous.
"not enough!"
Bulcaisel still had the same answer. His feet were already less than ten centimeters from Harley Quinn's head.
"I need to resurrect my dependent, she needs a physical body, and this body needs a crazy enough will.
Only a crazy will can calmly accept that there is another person in one's body."
Leoric continued to explain his reasons.
This reason made Bulkesso stop in his tracks.
"Mina what's up?"
Bulcaisel asked casually.
But his eyes became much more dangerous.
"Minahak."
Leoric gave this answer helplessly.
"Evil people need to be punished, do you understand?"
"Of course, you savages are more stubborn than the last.
The guy who rushed into my palace had the same attitude. He insisted on beating my archbishop to death."
The corners of Leoric's mouth raised slightly.
His archbishop was the first to be corrupted by Diavolo's seduction.
The destruction of Khanduras and his transformation into the Skeleton King were all attributed to the Archbishop.
"So you killed him."
Bulcaisel said with disdain.
"Man, if an unknown person bursts into the Temple of the Elders and says to you sitting on the throne:
'Hey! The ancestral spirit next to you is a demon! I'm going to beat him to death for justice. You'd better stay out of it!'
To be continued...
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