"I think you might be able to keep this guy in the Burning Hell for a while."
Inprius said.
As he spoke, he raised his head and took a deep sip of strong alcohol. The years of living as a human allowed Imprius to at least learn how to drink alcohol.
Although this is not something worth boasting about.
"Staying here gives Baal a headache? It doesn't look like he intends to let another demon come out of the Burning Hell.
Especially a guy like this who has a deep hatred for Barr and you."
Bulcaisuo took the time to glance at the resentful Cytorak on the ground and said.
"I'm not a sharing guy, but this guy doesn't seem to be as bad as you think."
Barr bared his teeth and seemed to be in a good mood.
Even at this time, he still didn't figure out what flaws existed in the Archangel, but he had already determined this.
As long as he spends some time, Barr will eventually be able to figure this out.
"It's actually terrible, especially for an archangel."
Rasma shook her head.
For the first time, Rasma felt tired from the bottom of her heart about the matter between the archangel and the devil.
The feeling was really unpleasant, and even caused him to fall into a strange confusion.
"Rasma, you better shut up, there is no room for you to speak now."
Tyrell said unkindly.
Rasma is worried about how to face angels and demons, and the archangels are also worried about how to deal with Rasma.
Even at this moment, Tyrell felt a little regretful, regretting that he had not used this opportunity to directly make Rathma disappear completely.
The fewer troublemakers the better, and Tyrell fully agrees with this.
"Archangel, you no longer have the qualifications to be superior when facing the Nephalem.
I don’t want to spend time stressing this to you!”
Bulcaisel roared.
Tyrael can only show his hands and give in. They can be killed, but it will take some time to adjust to his past attitude towards others.
This is what the Archangels urgently need to change!
However, Prius didn't seem to care. He had just adapted to the way of life as a human being.
This change only made him feel slightly uncomfortable.
"The strong men in this world should have realized that something is wrong, and you will face even more pressure in the coming days.
I even feel a little bit happy about it, after all, there are never many opportunities to see you in a state of distress."
Impris said, raising the wine jar in his hand to greet Bulcasso.
He smiled slightly, like a bad friend.
"You have to treat me to a drink later and use your meager salary."
Bulcaisel smiled.
Friends are different after all.
"It's easy to say, I just hope that when I go home with empty pockets, Oriel won't kick me out of the house.
I have to say it's a good thing that Auriel and I's baby doesn't need to be born in a human hospital.
The cost of medical care in this country is outrageous, but fortunately none of us will get sick."
Because Prius was joking, he didn't really care about his position as an archangel at this time.
Perhaps "living" as a human being made him cheerful.
"Auriel is temporarily a guest at my house, and you can enjoy a rare free weekend.
But you'd better be rich."
Bulcaisel waved his hand and ended the conversation.
Tyrell's face on one side already looked a little strange.
As an archangel who also transformed into a human being, Tyrell has no such equal friends around him.
Although he had good interpersonal relationships at the time, no one would joke with him like this.
Even Tyrael at the time was not quite able to understand human jokes.
"It doesn't sound like the Prius was included in the confinement?"
Tyrell asked.
"No, he is monitored more closely because I am monitoring him personally."
Bulcaisel answered Tyrell's question angrily.
Rasma knew that Bulcaisel would of course monitor every move of the Archangel of Courage, but this did not prevent him from entertaining his friend Imprius.
This kind of treatment is truly unattainable for Tyrell.
Rasma is not sure whether Tyrael will have any thoughts about this.
All the archangels are strange.
"Okay, I agree with the results you gave.
So now is it time for us to go to higher heaven?"
Tyrell's tone was a little helpless.
He knew what Bulqueso meant, but his understanding was indeed not very deep.
It's as if he knew that humans need to blink, but didn't understand what blinking felt like until he blinked himself.
"It will take a while, I don't want to see Malthael again now.
I didn't restrain my strength when I beat him before. I beat him twice in such a short period of time, and I was afraid that he would die."
Bulcaisel said to Tyrell in a warning tone.
The current Archangel is not someone who will never die no matter how badly he is injured.
Although he said this, Baal finally knew what happened to the archangels.
"Good news, but also bad news.
It seems like we won't meet again for a long time.
You will definitely avoid me, and it will not be easy for other demons to kill the Archangel."
Barsin said as if he was gloating.
He even took a few steps back to prevent Bulcaisel from thinking that he would attack an archangel at this time.
Although he really has such a plan, he will not act rashly until Bulcaisel relaxes.
Although he still maintained a state that was not classified as life, the feeling of being beaten was not pleasant.
"Indeed, we need to hide from the devil for a long time.
But I don’t think this change is permanent. It has a beginning and an end.
We'll find ways to get in touch with that state, as long as there's still time."
Tyrell said quietly.
He would not show weakness to a demon, and his words were not just a bluff.
"I'll wait, but you'd better hurry up.
If Bulcaisel had accomplished what seemed like a dream, everything would have been meaningless."
Barr emphasized.
It's not unusual for him to slightly smear the Nephalem during conversations.
To be continued...