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Chapter 1149 A strange atmosphere like chatting

"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.

Even this was not done deliberately.

It is almost a common problem among these guys who have no end in sight to have a few nails in their words.

No one knows whether the nails they planted will work at some point.

"You don't need to remind me that the archangels will not be my permanent help.

Barr, the image of you I most want to see is a corpse.

At least the corpse doesn't chatter away."

Bulcaisel's tone was somewhat threatening, and Barr turned his head to the side without comment.

"It seems like something is happening in the higher heavens, and you know it very well?"

Inprius asked.

Bulcaisuo's requirements for them are obvious enough, and they cannot return to the higher heaven for the time being.

"Yes, the righteous authority has made a choice again, I know.

But I wasn't going to get involved. Johanna was the first to send me a message after she regained her freedom.

If she hadn't said she planned to regain the situation herself, Tyrell would probably be lying on the ground right now."

Bulcasso said expressionlessly.

Among the archangels who besieged Johanna at that time was Tyrell.

No victim will ever forget something like this.

"I have to do this, and of course I will not escape the consequences."

Tyrell looked like he was smiling bitterly, but his tone was exceptionally calm.

The tone and expression of these guys are always a bit inconsistent.

"The authority of justice, who does it choose?"

Impris asked.

"Maybe Aidan, I'm hesitant about it.

After all, there is still something unclear about Aidan’s existence. Tyrell, did you really not do anything to Aidan’s body?”

Bulcaisel asked as if chatting.

It is not unprecedented for archangels to do things in advance.

"It depends on how you view manipulation.

Aidan's return contains a lot of power from higher heavens.

Even if you allow him to become a Nephalem again, I cannot guarantee whether his heart will be affected by the higher heaven."

Tyrell stated slowly.

The current stage is just chatting, at least until the results are announced from the high-level heaven, they can only chat.



In the high-level heaven, Johanna and Leoric had not waited for Aidan to come out of the door.

But they waited directly for Malthael's return.

Although the archangels can be killed, their injuries can be recovered as quickly as in the past.

Malthael has not yet returned to his peak. He was injured by Bulqessor.

But in his current state, it would not be a problem to face a battle. Neither Johanna nor Leoric were his opponents.

"I hope you won't act like you want to live or die with me.

Although the Skeleton King is the only one who will not be killed here, you can't completely eliminate me yet."

Malthael's expression was a little helpless.

This is quite normal.

After all, when an archangel returns home and finds that there are several guests at home, he would certainly not be able to expel the guests directly.

Especially these guests are not so easy to expel. After all, the high-level heaven is not the home of an archangel in Malthael...

"That's not necessarily true. After seeing you, I realized that I seemed to have missed the opportunity to completely eliminate an archangel.

Do you think I would trade my life for the death of Archangel Malthael?"

Johanna looked at Malthael and said with undisguised hostility.

Archangels can already be killed. This situation is the best opportunity in thousands of years.

There is only one demon god still active in the Burning Hell, and the Nephalem seem to have the power to face the Burning Hell where there is only one demon god.

When presented with this kind of opportunity, it's really hard not to be tempted by a Nephalem.

"I hope you can calm down. Eliminating the Archangels does not mean eradicating the higher heavens.

Just because all the demons are gone doesn't mean that the Burning Hell will be a thing of the past.

Although we have been the only one for a long time, this is only our own feeling.

Maybe after our will has become a thing of the past, a new archangel’s will will be conceived?”

Malthael spoke like a scholar discussing a problem.

Johanna just took a defensive stance and did not take the initiative to attack.

When you encounter an enemy, you still have to fight even though you know you are defeated. This is your integrity!

But to directly attack someone whose position is unclear is somewhat reckless and ridiculous.

The attitude of the archangels towards the Nephalem is always wavering. The only thing that is certain is that they are definitely hostile to the Burning Hell.

This complicated relationship gives rise to various attitudes toward the angels among the Nephalem.

"Then what brought you here?

Don’t say you’re just curious, how could the Archangel of Wisdom ever have such a superficial reason for doing things?”

Leoric's cold voice made people feel uncomfortable.

Malthael was choked by Leoric's words and did not speak for a long time.

"What makes you have such expectations for me? If you go home alone and find a guest, shouldn't you go check on the guest?

Even if the person who comes to his house is a robber, he will come to see if the owner has enough strength, right?

This reason should not be considered superficial."

Malthael looked a little troubled.

Leoric definitely fits the image of an "evil guest", not only because he looks fierce enough.

His breath and actions are also rough enough.

"And your arrival didn't seem to alarm the other angels. Was it Inaris who provided help?

This is not good news, it’s even terrible news for me.”

Inaris bared his teeth and made a face, which made him less aloof.

But this performance made Johanna nervous again.

"Mathael, you are the most dangerous one among the archangels!"

The moment Johanna spoke, she even opened up her legal halo.

There are holy patterns on the ground that are constantly flashing with Johanna's long breathing.

"Don't get too nervous. In fact, I'm not the most dangerous one among the archangels.

I just firmly walk on the path I believe in.

Destroying all the Nephalem is the only way to destroy all demons.

At that time, my Soul Reavers army almost wiped out all the demons in Sanctuary."

Malthael said.

This is true, but in the eyes of the Nephalem, there is actually no difference between the Soul Reaver Legion and the demons.

They all bring human life to an end, and the methods are quite cruel.

The only difference is that when the Soul Reaver Legion kills, the scene is not so bloody.

"I'm a little curious, if you ask me to make an evaluation, who is the most dangerous among the archangels?

Tyrael? Or Israel, who has killed many Nephalem?"

Leoric's eyes flashed a rare red light.

Normally, the flames in his eyes are dimly blue.

"I said it's Auriel, what do you think?

Even the Prius is dangerous.

Let's put it this way, after you lose all hope, all you are left with is despair.

After losing all courage, only fear remains.

Aren’t these two enough to scare you?”

Malthael's tone sounded like a joke, but the content he said was indeed scary enough.

"Without all wisdom, we are left with nothing but stupidity.

But it doesn’t seem like he can’t move? At least he still has instincts.

When justice is lost, the inherent system will collapse.

But these seem to be within control?"

Leoric followed Malthael's words, but it was more to ridicule.

When facing Malthael, it was difficult for the Nephalem to show goodwill.

This guy really came close to making the Nephalem a thing of the past.


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