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1083 Rorschach Returning to the Holy Mountain(1/3)

 "This is a victory for mankind, although it does not change much about the situation for mankind."
Massa Yin'er's figure appeared from a little further away.
His brain has not recovered yet, so he looks particularly scary at this time.
"Just like many of you think that it is impossible to defeat the Burning Hell in one battle, I don't think that letting humans decide their own destiny only requires a hammer on your head."
Rorschach said breathlessly.
He has returned the authority of justice to the higher heavens, but this practice is still a heavy burden on his body.
Fortunately, he is still a Nephalem, so he can still stand here and talk to Malsayir.
"That's true, but have you ever considered that I'm unlikely to forgive a Nephalem for punching me in the head?"
Masa Yin'er asked a little funny.
Of course he knew that Rorschach was not a person who was afraid of sacrifice, but he still wanted to see how Rorschach would react when faced with this problem.
"You don't lack courage, but you have to consider whether what you do is right."
Rorschach stood up straight and said very seriously.
"Okay, I admit that you are right. The consequences of killing you are also a heavy burden for me, especially after you made this choice."
Massayin'er shook his head, which had just recovered a little, and said.
"I think you have probably remembered my name, but I am also curious about when I can make you feel in awe."
Rorschach bears the hammer of judgment on his shoulders!
Although he lost the power of righteous authority, the hammer of judgment did not abandon him!
The wings of justice given to the barbarian Rorschach by the Archangel of Justice are still shining brightly behind his back!
Rorschach is still righteous, nothing has changed.
"When you can face wisdom directly, when you can come up with effective solutions when facing all problems?"
Masa Yin'er's answer was a little uncertain.
"Goodbye then, Archangel of Wisdom. The issue of justice is no longer my issue. Next, let's see how your wisdom will guide the authority of justice."
Rorschach waved his hand to say goodbye.
"I also want to leave you a little gift. Although Tyrell cannot appear in front of me at this time to object to my decision, I need to consider his opinion."
As he spoke, Massa Yin'er sprinkled a ray of light on Luo Xia.
But Rorschach left this glorious envelope with a seemingly awkward jump!
"What you need to consider when doing this kind of thing is my opinion!"
Rorschach frowned.
Then without any intention of staying, he directly opened a portal and chose to leave!
He is certainly not weak at this time, and can even be considered a legend.
It's just that at this time, he doesn't have the power to challenge the Archangel of Wisdom.
"I'm not used to thinking in human terms."
Massa Yin'er said to the empty crystal arch.
He accepted such a result. After all, the recovered righteous authority still had great value to the higher heavens.
Even if this value requires them to abide by some human moral principles, high-level heavens will not suffer in this way.
"Human beings are interesting, interesting at all times. But it's not just good stories that are interesting. Tragedies are also interesting."
Massayin'er said as if talking to himself.
A somewhat chaotic aperture was opened behind him!
That's Anderson and Johnny who left here before.
They seem to have gained something in "heaven". Judging from pure strength, they have undoubtedly become much stronger.
"Archangel Massa Yin'er?"
Anderson frowned.
"We're back?"
Johnny asked with some confusion.
"The answer is obvious, but it doesn't seem to be a good thing."
Anderson said without hesitation.
His faith is still firm, or even firmer than before!
But his faith is no longer about some archangel standing in front of him, but something deeper.
"That's a good thing, even though you should be a guy from Impris."
Masa Yin'er smiled and did not do anything special. He just turned around and returned to where he should be.
Anderson had a lot of doubts, but Johnny was a little simpler.
After this period of experience, Johnny has made good use of the power left to him by Yizuoer in his body.
As for Anderson, he is a very good fighter in his own right, and he knows exactly how to use appropriate power.
A spell-like page kept spinning around Anderson, but when the page fell, Anderson was still standing there.
He wanted to teleport to Imprius, but he failed.
This is a no-brainer!
Anderson is not a weakling, but he cannot break through the blockade of the Burning Hell at this time!
That was a blockade that restricted three archangels and a demon within. It would be a joke if Anderson could break through it.
"What do we do now?"
Johnny asked.
Johnny is not an indecisive guy, but compared to Anderson, he seems a bit too gentle.
"Let's first understand the current situation. I think our world has changed a lot while we were out."
Anderson gritted his teeth and said.
His expression wasn't pretty, but Anderson didn't care at all.
He doesn't pay much attention to his own image.
"Where to start?"
Johnny asked.
"Start with the guys who run the world."
Pages are flying around Anderson again, and this time the place he is going to is Nick Fury!
Nick Fury can represent the aspirations of mankind to a large extent, and at least he is an intermediary who can convey information to both parties.
This guy probably won't refuse trouble.
"Let's go, I suddenly want to ride a motorcycle again."
Johnny nodded.
When the page fell this time, Anderson and Johnny had disappeared.

In the Holy Mountain of Harrogas, the ancestor spirits who had returned before were talking to those who had not gone out about what they had seen in the Burning Hell.
Of course, they had no intention of telling secret things casually.
So the entire article talks about the creative ways he used to kill those demons.
Even when it comes to getting excited, he will demonstrate his actions at that time.
These guys are still a little too idle.
To be continued...
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