The path of justice may not necessarily be accompanied by laughter and laughter, it may also be a place of scorched earth!
The road opened by justice is not necessarily always smooth.
But justice will not stop. It will just wait until the road behind it is blocked again, and then it will go back and walk again!
It is said that history is a circle, and humans can never learn lessons from history.
Isn't justice like this!? Justice will come, and when people make mistakes, they will walk through this road again for countless times.
Rorschach is on his way, and he brings justice!
How can justice shrink back? Justice can fear and hesitate! It can even cry!
But justice must not retreat! He has only one mission, and that is to keep moving forward! Go to all places where the wind of justice has dissipated!
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Rasma was sitting alone on a cold stone.
His face became paler. The previous whiteness was caused by his power being more biased toward death.
But this pallor at this time has nothing to do with strength, it's just that Rasma spent too much energy during this period.
He didn't know about the news that Inarius had reoccupied the position of the Angel of Destiny, but he knew that the "new" Angel of Destiny had been conceived by the higher heavens.
He is still distressed, distressed by the death of Inaris and his own stupidity!
It was he who cut off Inaris' head with his own hands in order to break fate.
It’s also for everything you insist on!
Maybe there is also a little bit of complaint and revenge for not being as naturally strong as his brothers and sisters.
But he never thought that the reason for his natural weakness was not his father's favoritism, but his mother's selfishness?
Rasma is distressed by this, as it seems to have broken all the persistence he has had along the way.
He was still thinking about how he should act next.
"I thought you would move a little bit. After all, you were once on the side of mankind."
The Archangel of Death Massa Yin'er appeared next to Rasma, his tone was calm as if he was chatting.
Rasma's position has always been somewhat vacillating. He is not close to the higher heavens, and has never liked the burning hell.
Rasma, who wavers between the two, seems more like seeking benefits.
But Masayir knew that what Rasma was pursuing was not profit, but other more valuable things.
Just human!
Rasma is not very friendly to ordinary humans, and it is common for them to even use human lives to achieve their own goals.
But Rasma is indeed on the side of mankind, it's just that he made a choice between groups and individuals.
"I am also on the side of mankind now, but I am thinking about one thing, why does our mother regard the archangel as an enemy."
Rasma's tone was thorny.
He had indeed thought about this problem before, but this problem obviously did not require him to spend too much energy thinking about it.
Lilith is a demon, and it is normal for her to regard angels as her enemies.
He just said this to express that he did not welcome Massayin'er, but Massayin'er obviously didn't care much about his attitude.
Rasma deserves a little tolerance from him, even though this guy is not very smart in his eyes.
But that power is real!
A nephalem who has gained great power through study and hard work, even though standing here is the body of Malsayinl who has mastered the power of death.
Nor would he show disdain for Rasma.
Rasma's struggle deserves a little respect.
"Lilith? The answer to this story is a bit far away. I don't think you will finish listening to it."
Massayin'er still said calmly.
This was just a courtesy, and Rasma wasn't really interested in it, Massayiner could tell.
"It goes without saying, I think I should do something now."
Rasma stood up, holding the sickle on the ground like a cane.
He looked nothing like a powerful Nephalem at this time, more like an old farmer looking at the endless harvest of rice in front of him.
That sluggish look is called exhaustion.
Rasma was really tired.
The lifespans of the first generation Nephalem were almost endless, and the same was true for the powerful Nephalem.
But not all humans are like this. Rasma has experienced life and death too many times.
Although he can make corpses move again and the souls of the dead reappear, he knows the difference between life and death very well.
Breaking the opposition between life and death? Rasma did not do that, he just imitated the definition of life and death.
This was what the Archangel Yin Theril of Balance helped him do.
"What are you going to do? To inherit your mother's wishes and stand on the opposite side of the higher heavens?
Or are you not taking any side and just protecting humanity as you once thought?"
A sarcastic smile formed on the corner of Massayin'er's mouth.
A tired Nephalem will appear sluggish, and Malsayin has a way of reviving such a Nephalem.
The Nephalem take dignity very seriously, perhaps because in the environment of Sanctuary, dignity is already considered a luxury.
Most Nephalem value dignity.
As long as Masayir showed a little contempt and ridicule, it would make Rasma more excited.
So in his eyes, no matter what choice Rasma made, it was ridiculous. This look worked very well.
Massa Yin'er is sure of this!
"I plan to harvest lives as a god of death. What do you think about this? Masa Yin'er, I'm not smart enough, but I'm not stupid either!"
Rasma's eyes looked up and down at Massayir in front of him, and his sickle seemed ready to move!
As expected, Rasma was indeed a little more energetic.
It’s just that the effort spent before will not be recovered out of thin air.
If Rasma hadn't been bald, his hair might have turned pale white.
"Of course, you're just not smart enough.
You want the power of death? That might help you a lot, but you can't defeat me."
Of course, Massa Yin'er noticed the deep malice in Rasma's eyes, but he just looked at it without any sign of fighting.
It was as if he was certain that Rasma would not fight him at this time.
Massayin'er was still using provocative little tricks, which made him feel a little bit of fun.
If he were facing the first ancestors of the barbarians, he would not do this again and again.
Because the first ancestors of the barbarians really knew how to take action, but Rasma didn't.
Rasma will weigh the pros and cons before making a decision.
This is inevitable. Rasma was not strong at all when he was a child. He has long been accustomed to this approach in order to become stronger.
"Of course, with my strength, I still can't fight against the entire high-level heaven, but I am not the only Nephalem."
Rasma is threatening, but it is not wise to make threats at this time, and she is even a bit angry.
This still did not exceed Masayir's expectations, and he suddenly felt as if he had mastered Rasma like a toy.
That feeling was a bit strange, and Massa Yin'er knew that it might be the feeling of satisfaction that is often said.
But he needs to get rid of this feeling. The Archangel of Wisdom is always pursuing truth and correctness.
If the body he was using at this time was that of the Archangel of Wisdom, then he would never feel this way.
To be continued...