“This place lacks the flavor of time compared to the one I remember.
 Aurel, are you here to stop me?"
Burkeso’s words were not too polite.
 But this may be the best attitude Bulcaisel can give when facing the archangel.
 Aurel is different from Impris.
Everyone trusted Bulcasso, but there were not many people alive who Bulcaisu could trust.
 Because the Prius counts as one.
Aurel is a more troublesome existence than Malthael in the eyes of Bulcaisel.
This kind of trouble is not a threat, but a difficulty.
 How to get along with hope?
 Stretch out your hand and grab the hem of Hope’s clothes tightly?
That’s not appropriate.
 Or do you mean watching hope come and go freely in front of you?
 Auriel is hope. The more powerful the existence is when facing Auriel, the more difficult it is to find a suitable way to get along with it.
 Hope is everywhere, but hope is always selfless.
 “When have I ever stopped someone from doing something?
 Whenever I interfere in certain matters, the most I can do is give my own suggestions.”
 Aurel has always been like this.
 “How long until your baby is born?”
Burkeso looked at the mountains in the distance of the High Heaven and seemed to be very peaceful.
 A calm immortal king is somewhat rare.
 The first generation ancestors always escape, and Volusk is always in pain.
Burkeso can still find a little bit of peace deep in his heart.
It’s a pity that this kind of calm has another name, and that is emptiness.
 The experience of sealing off part of one's soul with one's own hands is a bit strange.
 As he becomes stronger, it becomes more difficult to describe the day when he will find himself again.
“It will probably take a few more months, right?
 I am now a human being. According to the human gestation time, it takes more than nine months to give birth.
Burkeso, would you be interested in teaching my children?"
 Aurel seemed to be talking to an old friend.
It is difficult for this archangel to make others feel disgusted, but this archangel is also aloof.
“If you’re not interested, you should teach your children yourself.
But I have to say, you'd better not continue to mix it.
 Fighting will inevitably involve sacrifices, and your nobility has long been recognized.
 In contrast, your actions have long been remembered by the Nephalem.
 You are not kind, at least as far as humans are concerned.”
Burkeso rarely said two more words.
After saying these words, he turned around and walked towards the crystal dome.
 There is the source of power in the higher heavens!
 Things like crossing time require energy.
Bulcaisel is not the Doctor Who whose name he doesn't even know. He is not the Time Child.
 Although time has been imprisoned in the dark soul stone on his forehead.
 But now Bulcaisel can only rely on himself, and he cannot let himself be in any possible weak state.
“I thought you were a warrior with a perpetual motion machine.
 Aren’t you able to fight in any situation?
I still remember your heroic appearance in the pit of Arreat with hideous wounds."
Aurel seemed to be joking, but her tone and expression were too serious, making it difficult to tell.
 “Are you here to persuade me?
 I know what I am doing, I am just borrowing the infinite energy from the higher heavens that can sustain the existence of a world.
  It won’t have any impact on you.
 So, make a way for me."
Burkeso let out a long sigh and strode forward.
 Auriel was getting closer and closer, but Bulcasso had no intention of avoiding him, nor did he stop.
 If a warrior has to avoid the path he wants to take, he will lose his spirit.
Burkatho misses the time when he fought in Sanctuary.
 At that time, he was not as powerful as he is now, but that kind of battle fascinated him.
　　The barbarians acted as sharp knives, Bulcaisso and Sonya rushed into the wave-like group of demons one after another and began to divide the battlefield.
 Karasim quickly moved around the battlefield, controlling the demons' movements, and marking those demons with the Exploding Palm.
Natsubo was slightly behind, preparing to summon fire bats, while Johanna blocked the demon's impact like a rock.
 Li Min and Vera will start bombing at the edge of the battlefield.
 That kind of battle can be carried out enough and enjoyable enough.
Although everyone did not use all their strength to fight, the fighting style seemed to make the battlefield a little more tender.
 “Bulkessor, Rasma has arrived.”
Aurel stepped back the moment she was about to collide with Bulcaisel.
 Her steps were consistent with Bulcaisel's, and the two of them spoke at a distance where they could feel the heat of their breathing.
 Obviously Auriel did what she said and had no intention of forcefully intervening to stop it.
 But she was also following her usual approach, constantly persuading Bulkesso in front of her.
"so what?
 Rasma is a different hero than me, and we have chosen different paths.
 He wants to save the world, and I also want to save the world.
It is his business if he is willing to sacrifice others, but with me, only the strongest people are qualified to sacrifice!
 I will do everything I have to do, and he is always looking for the next opportunity while constantly making compromises!
 You hope that you know exactly what his actions mean!
Even if you choose the right path, if you can't keep going, it means failure!
 He is a hero, but he is destined to only become a tragic hero.
 And I at least have a chance to be that unquenchable light!”
Burkeso spoke a little faster.
 Obviously, the news of Rasma's arrival caused him to have emotional fluctuations.
 Rathma has arrived, what about Malthael and Lilith?
Burkeso doesn’t believe that the final winner will gain nothing after the battle over there!
To be continued...