Leah is certainly kind, but her kindness is not too overwhelming.
A person who can survive in a dangerous place like Sanctuary will not be too casual even if he has good intentions.
After all, for human beings, kindness is actually a part that can be exploited.
And Lex Luthor is not a good person, which is particularly important.
"What about that thing? I think we can now add a layer of protection to those products of the Burning Hell. After all, I have no intention of letting a top scientist fall victim to the influence of this thing."
Leoric said casually.
He did think so, it was okay to become a victim, but there was no need to be a worthless victim.
It is best to have a clear and obvious research result on how much impact the materials in the Burning Hell can have.
"Who's coming?"
Gruchak asked.
He is not good at this kind of thing. If he adds a layer of protection to the stones of the Burning Hell, he will simply use his own power to wrap those things.
This approach can be said to be great.
Only by breaking through his defense can it affect other beings, but this is a huge trouble for research work.
Gruchak's strength is better than that of Leiko, but he is not as good as Leiko when it comes to precise operations.
The legendary effect of the power of the earth only tells others how to cause the greatest damage. As for fine control of one's own power, it is not something Gruchak is good at.
"If there are angels here, then let them do this, right?"
Leoric said.
It's not that he can't help, it's just that he doesn't feel the need to do it at this time.
Since there are angels here, it is enough for them to do this kind of thing.
"I'll go find Dieche. He may be better at this aspect of work."
Aidan shook his head and left here directly.
It's not that he is shirking this job, but Aidan has not been an angel for a long time, and he doesn't have much confidence in using the power of angels.
This matter is not the same as fighting. In fighting, as long as you can release your own power, you can cause enough damage.
But providing a seal is not at the same level of difficulty as using energy in combat.
"Angels are so useful."
Gruchak squinted his eyes and said casually.
"As tools, angels are indeed trustworthy.
But it is a pity that angels have their own ideas, so they cannot be used as tools by humans."
There was regret in Leoric's tone.
It seems like it's a pity not to be able to make better use of angels.
Leah wiped the cup in her hand without saying a word. She had a slightly higher impression of Angel.
But the level is limited, she just simply trusts Tyrell.
After all, Tyrell indeed showed the compassion of an archangel when it came to her.
"I've always been a little strange. The Tyrael I know is completely different from the Tyrael you know."
In the end, Leah couldn't hold back the doubts in her heart.
"What's so strange? It's like a person can't like everyone he meets. Maybe Tyrell is just particularly pleasing to the eye when getting along with you?"
Leoric sighed and said.
To be honest, he didn't know why Archangel had completely different opinions from different people.
Just like the archangel will show completely different faces when facing different people.
"Do you think there is a possibility that archangels only show kindness to beings that are in line with their authority? Just like Impris and Bulcaisel?"
Gruchak rubbed his chin.
"It's possible, but it's impossible for an archangel who does this to get everyone's approval."
Leoric said in a very strange tone, as if he was mocking.
"Perhaps they are simpler than you think? I am not saying that they are shallow-minded, but that they do things more based on their own preferences?"
Leah said.
Leah's statement may be the closest to the truth.
After all, Malthael hated everything related to demons, so he planned to destroy them along with the Nephalem.
If Malthael's ideas are followed, it will be difficult for the devil to stand up!
Demons always come back, largely because the beings that imprison them are controlled by humans.
Not to mention the question of why the archangels don't place the devil's seal in the higher heaven.
If the only beings in the world who can move freely are angels, then there will be no problem even if the Sealed Artifact of the Demon King of Hell is placed on the roadside.
Malthael's approach is indeed a matter of once and for all from the perspective of a high-level heaven.
"So I am the one who was unlucky enough to be abandoned by all the archangels? If I remember correctly, when I was alive, I gave the people of Canduras hope for a better life, and I also brought strong courage.
We have opened up our kingdom.
Moreover, I should be a king with qualified wisdom, and I should be regarded as righteous as I have established the laws of the kingdom."
Leoric described one by one the qualities he possessed when he was alive.
"Maybe it's because you reassured them so much that they didn't show up when you needed help.
A guy who can do everything by himself will naturally be ignored by others."
Gruchak curled his lips and said.
"Only guys with obvious shortcomings can easily make friends who support each other, and your perfect posture at that time made it look like you didn't need help."
Gruchak continued.
These words caused waves of low pressure to emit from Leoric's body.
"This is the first time I have heard such a comment, and I will remember it well."
Leoric almost said this while grinding his teeth.
"So have you informed Lex Luthor that you are going to conduct research?"
Leah asked.
Leia's question wiped away the cold aura Leoric had been brewing.
Because he really forgot about it.
"You must at least respect knowledge, especially when you plan to use him as a pathfinder, at least give him a good look."
Gruchak said angrily.
…
Burcasso was in a bar at this time, and sitting opposite him was a very familiar face to him.
The twelfth Doctor Who's slightly old face is a bit unfamiliar at this time.
Because his head seemed to have a lot of small light bulbs installed on it, which looked a little strange.
"So after things over there were over, you came here and became like this?"
Bulcasso asked with some confusion.
"Of course, although you didn't completely mess up time, you also made our world a mess."
Doctor Who said.
"So you replaced this body? Although this body looks almost the same as yours, how do you tolerate those strange things on your head?"
Bulcasso looked at the doctor in front of him and asked with some surprise.
"What do you mean? Should the person of this body be called Gaius Greeves? Or something else? It seems that there is no problem in calling him Thinker."
While the doctor was talking, he touched the strange things on his head.
"good
Well, you should know why I went to you, so can you provide me with some help now?"
Bulkesso asked.
"I'm a little busy right now. What I'm about to do right now is send a friend of mine home."
The doctor declined politely.
"Sending a friend home? I don't remember you having any new friends in this world."
Bulkesso asked.
"I didn't realize until I came here that his name is Starro, a starfish that can float freely in the universe.
I have to say that the humans in this world are just like the ones I know, a little too savage."
The doctor said nonchalantly.
"The existence of life must require resources, and the process of plundering resources cannot be civilized."
Bulcasso drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.
"Of course. I don't intend to accuse anyone. It's just that I have experienced a painful war, so I hope to solve the problem in a better way."
The doctor spread his hands.
He is not a benevolent man. Although he is always kind, there are times when he becomes a warrior.
"I need your help, so I'll help you get your friend home and you help me find the guy I'm looking for."
Bulqueso said seriously.
"If you're going to change something that happened in the past, your best option is to say nothing to me. You know, the past as I know it will be unchangeable."
The doctor gave a kind reminder.
"No, I don't want to change what has happened. I just want to avenge my comrades."
Bulcasso said very seriously.
"Well, I just need someone who can intimidate those guys. Of course, it's best to help my new friends let go of the torture they suffered in the past."
The doctor said with a smile.
What he said was just a simple joke.
The Doctor doesn't like to use force, but he won't stop others from taking revenge.
He is kinder than anyone else and wiser than anyone else.
"I think I might just limit his revenge to his abuser."
Bulcaisel understood what the doctor meant.
In the world of the Doctor, Bulcaisel and the Doctor have a deep enough friendship.
"You can withstand the power of time with your body, but why don't you try to go one step further?"
The doctor asked curiously.
After Bulcaisel obtained the seeds of time power, it was not difficult for him to use his body to withstand the power of traveling through time.
The Doctor is very sure of this, because Bulcaisel tied a chain to the TARDIS and traveled through time with the TARDIS.
When the TARDIS travels through time, it will provide protection to entities within a certain range.
But Bulcaisso at that time was definitely outside that range.
"I don't intend to touch the power of time. Although it is indeed powerful enough to change many things, people must have some respect."
Bulqueso said frankly.
"Okay, do you want to go with me to see my new friend first? Although his place is a bit bad, I have tried my best to improve it."
The doctor initiated the invitation, and Bulqueso nodded.
He needs the doctor's help, but he's not in a hurry.
Lilith exists in a certain time period in the past, so for the doctor who can transcend time, the time he arrives there is always "now".
"I happen to have some time, as long as the time of our return is the next second."
Bulqueso said easily.
This is not a problem for doctors either.
"By the way, did I tell you that my new friend is very strong? Although it is unlikely to defeat you, but
According to your standards, he should be considered a true legend."
The doctor said.
"Legendary? That would be interesting."
Bulqueso said.
It is not impossible for a legend to be restricted from freedom, but it is still a bit strange to be restricted by a group of ordinary people.
At least according to the legendary standards of the barbarians, the power humans possess at this time is not enough to complete containment in their state of resistance.
"He was not very powerful from the beginning."
The doctor explained, as if he understood what Bulqueso was thinking.
"Does this make sense, like humans taming elephants?"
Bulkesso asked.
"It's almost the same, it's just that Starro is restricted more than expected.
You know, there are always a lot of weird things in that country of Meilijan."
The doctor said casually.
Bulqueso nodded in approval.
We should remain in awe of things like technology.
"His home is in the universe. If you understand what humans mean by the concept of the universe, I won't explain it further."
The doctor stood up and looked straight at Bulcasso.
"Although I have felt the most powerful aura within this range, I still want to say that I generally would not rashly open a portal in front of another existence."
Bulcaisel sighed, then stood up with a bottle of wine that had not yet been opened, and then opened a portal to Starro's location.
It is prudent not to open the portal to unknown existences, but Bulcaisuo's power is fearless at the moment.
It doesn't hurt to slightly break some barbarian common sense.
"I know, so let's leave now and solve my problem as soon as possible so that I can solve your problem."
The doctor said.
"I'm a little curious, did you replace this guy's consciousness or did you bring your own body with you?"
Bulkesso asked.
"I'm not sure, but I feel like my body hasn't changed much? If you're talking about these little light bulbs, they can be removed."
The doctor said.
While talking, he grabbed one and pulled it down, making a "wave" sound.
It sounded like a toilet scraper being pulled out of a bald head.
"If you and that guy were completely replaced, I can only pray for that unlucky guy.
Many of the troubles you encounter are things that I would also find difficult."
Bulcaisel rolled his eyes.
When getting along with the doctor, Bulcaisel was rare to be able to relax.
It would be boring if friends were too serious, but the Doctor and Bulcaisel were very pure friends.
