"Why, you have also installed WiFi on the high-end paradise? Or should you say you have installed a signal tower?"
Wonder Woman asked curiously.
It is said that the high-level heaven is a place that belongs to another latitude entirely. It is difficult to say whether there is a signal in this place.
"That's not true, but I do hope that there will be more new things like this in the high-level heaven." Dies didn't feel embarrassed at all.
He is a relatively enlightened kind of angel.
"Then you may need the help of someone who understands technology. Let's put it this way, I don't think the archangels can accept this change."
Wonder Woman said hesitantly.
"It doesn't matter, Amazon. Most of the archangels are happy to see the results of our choices. The worst we can do is argue with them a little.
Besides, aren’t Prius and Auriel already in the human world? I think they must support my idea.”
Dieche waved his hand nonchalantly.
"As for the matter of cooperating with humans, I'll go see Leoric's attitude first, although it may not be something to be happy about.
But he probably won’t rush into another fight with me because the result of the last fight was not very pleasant for both of us.”
Dieche said with a gentle smile.
"As for Nick Fury, for a Crusader to make such a judgment, I think I really don't want to deal with him.
But you have to at least try everything, and I will make time to meet him, so Steve, please help me contact him, lest he misunderstands anything due to my visit."
Dieche smiled, and then his body began to radiate a warm glow.
Buster Building has experienced a lot of erosion from demonic auras, although it will not have any effect on slightly stronger people.
But that's not good news for those researchers, so Diesch plans to do something to help humanity a little bit.
Releasing kindness is a bit awkward for other angels, but Dies doesn't care who releases kindness first.
"If humans can find a solution to the corruption problem, I will bring a nice gift to celebrate when I come next time."
Diesh had finished what he had come here to do. He tidied up his backpack a little and then left this place.
"Are all angels like this?" Steve asked Wonder Woman.
His years as a Crusader were too short, and he didn't know much about angels.
Or maybe it's because the barbarians' attitude towards angels influenced Steve. This was the first time he saw an angel who could communicate quietly and be the first to show kindness.
"How should I put it? Among the angels in high-level heaven, archangels are the hardest to deal with." Wonder Woman gave her own opinion after thinking about it.
"Then angels shouldn't be a bad kind of existence for humans." Steve nodded as he made his own judgment.
After much hesitation, Wonder Woman still did not object to Steve's idea.
Although angels are easier to understand than humans, their kindness cannot be completely transferred to the human world.
There are differences in the existence forms of the two sides, but Steve is right, angels are not such a bad existence for humans.
"If you have the chance, you might be able to share your views on angels with Johanna. I don't think she has much to teach you."
Wonder Woman could only give this advice in the end.
It is very difficult to persuade others to agree with your own ideas.
And it doesn't make any sense.
"I will, but it's not just us who are busy lately, Teacher Johanna is also busy."
Steve smiled.
"Hell, can you not completely forget that I exist when you talk?" Rumlow complained with a little dissatisfaction.
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Rasma on the holy mountain of Harrogas finally left here satisfied.
He learned a lot of interesting things from his brother, and now he is going to visit Canduras.
As Leoric's kingdom, that place could support Rathma in developing his own church.
Although the Necromancer also needs some Nephalem blood to grow as a seed, the core knowledge is still about the understanding of life and death.
Even if it is impossible to create Nephalem necromancers as powerful as Zul, it is more than enough to give these people some fighting abilities.
"First generation ancestor, you can go back and sort out the power of the Holy Mountain."
Warusk joked.
"I've been doing this all the time, so you kid, don't give me any orders!"
The first generation ancestor said angrily.
"Rorschach is on his way back. Are you interested in meeting him?"
Bulkesso asked.
"Not very interested. A barbarian who represents justice. This title makes me feel a little stupid."
Warusk said angrily.
"It's true, it's a little bit, but I think he's probably ready to wake up."
The first generation ancestor smiled, and then the clone he transformed with the help of the power of the holy mountain dissipated directly.
"Bulkess, are you a little stingy?"
The voices of the first ancestors rang out.
"The reward I give you is just to allow you to meet your brother. Rasma has already left. Keeping you around will only make me angry."
Bulcaisuo explained a little, then turned and left the Temple of the Elders.
The world is becoming more and more chaotic now, and he has to do a lot of things if necessary.
For example, it helps Death regain some strength, which will help when facing that guy Malthael.
"If I were in your position, I would never handle the problem this way."
Warusk muttered a few words, then took out his backpack.
"I think you may need this. I kept the unabsorbed fragments of death. If this thing is forged into a weapon, it should be enough for you to kill Malthael directly."
Warusk took out a ball of gray stuff, which looked like a ball of dust.
"The method chosen by the first generation ancestors at that time was actually quite good. He was independent and had equipment with all kinds of authority and power.
It's a pity that you chose a path that is full of heart, but you are the guy closest to success."
Volusk expressed his praise sincerely, but what he received in exchange was a disdainful expression from Bulkaisuo.
"Hey, what do you mean by this expression? I complimented you a few times and you still behave like this?" Warusk felt that his fist was about to move.
"You can't beat me."
After saying these words, Bulcasso left directly.
He wanted to see Rorschach first. No matter how much he speculated about Rorschach's condition before, it would be better to meet him in person.
Justice barbarians? Justice never marks its own head with justice.
Just like Tyrael never says he is the Archangel of Justice when introducing himself, he always just says he is the Archangel Tyrael.
Claiming to be righteous often has a purpose.
"What a bastard, but only among barbarians can such a proud bastard be born."
Warusk muttered something in a low voice.
"Herab, come in! If you have anything to say, just say it quickly."
Warusk shouted outside the gate of the Elders' Temple.
When Rasma left the Temple of the Elders, Kharab who was standing guard outside the door did not leave.
"I just want to ask, when is the time for all-out fighting? Although I want a fierce enough battle, the best opportunity is to bulldoze the Burning Hell and High-Level Heaven now."
Hairab walked in while shaking his head and talking.
Whether he really thought so or not, Warusk didn't care.
Because it is not his turn to decide when the full-scale battle will begin.
"If you had asked me this question when I was alive, I would have been able to give you an answer.
But now you should ask Bulcasso what he thinks instead of arguing with me here."
Warusk twirled the ring on his finger.
"By the way, if you have time, go see those Spider-Man and that Butler Man. They both seem to be training at Craig's place.
To be honest, I don't like seeing other Nephalem on the Holy Mountain at all."
Warusk gave Herab a wink as he spoke.
"I will drive them away and tell them that the decision was made by the great Volusk."
Hailab said with a smile.
"You know that's not what I meant!"
Warusk shouted angrily.
"I'm just saying, great Volusk, your great legend is far from over.
So tell me honestly, when do you plan to bring your career to an end?"
Hailab said meaningfully.
After he said these words, he turned around and left.
He was going to meet Craig and ask the two people who studied with him if they had gained anything.
Then see if they can ask that guy Orek to help them open a secret realm and let them experience it.
All-out battle doesn't seem far away, especially now that Lilith still exists!
Warusk watched Helab walk away step by step, and after being silent for a long time, he slowly spoke.
"The legend belonging to the second Immortal King has ended long ago, but the legend belonging to the barbarian Volusk indeed lacks a heroic enough ending."
Warusk's voice was small.
"So you plan to challenge Lilith head-on?"
The voice of the first generation ancestor suddenly appeared.
All of a sudden, the heroic atmosphere that Warusk had nurtured before was completely destroyed.
Warusk felt the taste of social death in an instant, and he reached out to cover his forehead in pain.
"First generation ancestor, you should learn to shut up."
Warusk said with pain.
"The story of the first Immortal King has become a legend, but the story of the original barbarians is not over yet."
The first ancestor imitated Volusk's previous tone and said.
Immediately after saying these words, a series of loud laughter broke out.
"That's what you said, right? Each of you is definitely planning to laugh me to death.
Even if human beings die, the sanctuary will continue to exist under another name.
Don't think of yourself as a savior. As for sacrifice... I'm not sure."
When the first generation ancestor talked about sacrifice, he calmed down his emotions a little.
Sacrifice is indeed noble, but it would be ridiculous to think that sacrificing oneself can bring about the desired results.
Sacrificing is just to make the future you want come sooner, not that you will definitely get the results you want as long as you sacrifice.
The first generation Nephalem went through too much.
"I will give my legend a satisfactory ending. As for you, I don't think Bulcaisel will keep you."
Warusk sighed and said.
"What does that have to do with you? Don't think so much, just enjoy fighting in the last days of your existence."
The voice of the first generation ancestor became a little softer, and at this time he seemed like a real elder.
"Also, don't wait any longer. Although I don't know what Bulkesso plans to do, he is always impatient."
After the first generation ancestor finished speaking, there was a bottle of wine on the ground that looked a bit old.
"This is what I just discovered, the last gift that Madoc left for you and his friends. This is the bottle that belongs to you."
After the first generation ancestor finished speaking, there was no more movement.
Warusk bent down and picked up the bottle, then wiped the dust on the bottle.
"'The best bite when good things come'? This name is really... full of regrets." Warusk said while reading the writing on the bottle.
"What, an angel is at the gate of the Holy Mountain. It's that guy Dies. I remember you have a good relationship with him?" The voice of the first generation ancestor came out again.
The sudden sound made Warusk's hands tremble violently. He was frightened.
"You either don't make a sound, or you say hello before you make a sound!" Warusk shouted angrily.
He almost dropped the bottle and broke it!
"I'm just reminding you that even if I don't make a sound, you will still be disturbed by the three ancestors guarding the door." The first generation ancestor said.
"Shut up now! I don't want to hear your voice for the next few days!"
The first ancestor roared.
"Ancestor Warusk, the angel named Diesh said he was stopping by to visit you." Talik walked in directly.
"Talik, can you knock before you come in? The door of the Elder's Temple is made of stone, not a curtain made of leather!"
Warusk said.
Talik took a few steps back and walked to the open door of the Elder's Temple, knocking on the stone door.
"I understand, just ask him to come here directly." Warusk said weakly.
In this short period of time, he was stimulated several times, and the feeling was not pleasant at all.
Talik nodded, then turned and left.
After his footsteps were far away, Warusk raised his hand and pressed his head firmly.
He was already a dead man, but he felt the long-lost rise in blood pressure.
"When I became the Immortal King, none of the compatriots around me were as irritating as you!"
Warusk said to himself.
"I remember that the barbarians around you looked at you with admiration, and then charged after you?"
Dieche's voice suddenly rang out.
Warusk put down the hand covering his forehead with an expressionless expression. He was almost used to the sudden sound.
Or rather numb.
"Long time no see, Diesh. I heard that you were killed by Leoric before?"
Warusk said with a smile.
"Yes, it's difficult for angels to grow in power. It's not like your nephalem will undergo earth-shaking changes in a short period of time.
I remember when we first met, you were still a skinny little kid."
Angel Dieche talked about the past.
"But now I can hit ten of you at the same time without any effort."
Warusk smiled, and it was a sincere smile. Angel Diesh was much more popular than the archangels.
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