"In the final analysis, you are just trying to gain justice and authority for Aidan inside. But in this case, you don't need to regard me as an enemy at all.
At least on this matter, the answer I want to see is consistent with yours."
Malthael was extremely sincere when he spoke, and there was even a feeling that people couldn't bear to doubt him.
But I have to say that Malthael in this situation actually made Leoric and Johanna more cautious.
Anyone who meets a sincere archangel will easily show this level of vigilance.
After all, the existence of Archangels is dangerous enough for most Nephalem, and they should not even be believed.
Especially the two guys standing in front of Malthael have been hurt by angels!
When the interests of Malthael are consistent, this archangel's ability will never disappoint.
But it is a pity that the Nephalem and Malthael cannot maintain the same interests for a long time.
The opposition between the two was doomed from the beginning, although Malthael needed the Nephalem's existence before the demon was solved.
But any existence that poses a threat to the Archangel will become Malthael's target. The only difference is when he chooses to take action.
"When did you get the idea that I wasn't trustworthy?
I am particularly curious about this, because in my impression, I have only been on the opposite side of you once.
And that time was after the demons were completely defeated and imprisoned behind the Dark Soul Stone."
Malthael's tone became erratic.
He looked at Johanna in front of him, and then locked his gaze on Leoric.
"Leorric, I think no matter what time it is, there should be no direct opposition between us.
Where does your hostility come from? Is it as simple as helping your friends?"
Malthael asked.
But Leoric seemed to have no intention of answering this question. Leoric just looked quietly at the archangel in front of him that he could not defeat.
The red light in his eyes flickers on and off.
"Well, it looks like you have no intention of telling me what you think.
You must have gotten help from a certain guy to be able to come here. I went to him to get an answer.
He will never be as unwilling to cooperate as you are."
After Malthael finished speaking, he turned into light and disappeared from this place.
"He's leaving now?"
Leoric was a little confused.
"Obviously not, you have to know that Malthael is now two archangels.
That was wisdom just now, and death is probably still looking at us.
I will not believe that Malthael appeared in front of us just to say a few irrelevant nonsense."
The light of the law still shines under Johanna's feet.
This thing can bring a considerable increase to all the beings marked as friendly by Johanna. In turn, it can also be used to determine how many guys are around.
As long as they are not demons, Johanna can make the light of the law work on them.
This is very useful in human-to-human battles. Johanna is the Nephalem who has endured the least attacks from humans.
Because attacking her is very difficult and dangerous.
No one wants to feel the damage caused by their slashing. Everyone who was hurt by the thorns regrets their meaningless attack. The feeling is too unbearable.
"The Archangel of Death has not shown anything that can restrain me. I think they may not have obtained these things."
Leoric said.
Those who are immortal should be restrained by the power of death, but neither Malthael nor the death of this world had time to show this power.
The same goes for Tyrael, who took away most of the power of death from death.
Leoric had already guessed this.
"It seems so, but I can't think of what to do now."
Johanna said a little coldly.
Her attention was now all on the door behind her. Whether Aidan could truly obtain the power of justice was the most important thing.
In particular, Aidan does not seem to be completely trusted. It is difficult to say that the soul that has passed through the hands of the archangels has not been affected in any way.
Not even if this soul is Aidan the Dark Wanderer!
Aidan has been bewitched by Diavolo before, so it doesn't seem surprising that he was deceived by the archangel this time.
"Just wait, the Nephalem's power is still too weak now.
We can't always expect Bulkesso to do everything.
Doesn't he not only have to face the pressure of archangels and demons, but also has to guard the door for the Nephalem?
I don't believe Bulcaisel is willing to do anything."
Leoric made a joke, then he clearly twisted his neck and looked at the far end of the corridor.
There was the aura of Malthael, the Archangel of Death, and Leoric was also aware of his presence.
Fortunately, he didn't notice any fighting intention.
The will of Malthael, the Archangel of Death, is actually not much different from that of the Archangel of Wisdom, but it is a bit colder.
This is the inevitable change that will occur after gaining some kind of authority.
Influence is everywhere, and there must be a mutual influence between authority and individual will, as to what it will look like in the end.
It depends on what changes will be made over time.
But now there are obvious differences between the two archangels of death and wisdom, and Leoric is smiling in his heart.
He looked forward to the day when the two Malthael had to fight because of differences.
"Leoric, I just hope that the one who comes out is Prince Aidan.
Instead of Aidan, the Archangel of Justice who has seen a ghost, that is not a good thing."
Johanna said seriously, she was still nervous about this matter.
"I hope so, but who knows?
Just do something, it's better to take action than to stand still."
Leoric's indifferent tone gave up Johanna's idea of continuing to communicate.
Both of them focused on the Archangel of Death at the far end of the corridor.
If there is a fight, the Archangel of Death can only be the first to strike.
At this time, Malthael, the Archangel of Wisdom, has arrived at the Library of Destiny, where Inaris is.
"Inaris, although I didn't see your youngest son in the Burning Hell, I think he should already know the news that you still exist.
Tyrell had no reason to keep this information from Rasma, and even the Prius might have told Rasma about it intentionally or unintentionally."
Malthael sat directly opposite Inaris, and the two angels did not meet each other's eyes.
Inarius just sat quietly on the ground, looking at Malthael in front of him quietly, without any intention of speaking.
"Don't keep the silence you used to have in the past. You can speak freely now without dooming the future.
When your previous body dies, you are reborn in a new world.
Now you are not only a pure angel of destiny in higher heaven, you are also a part of the destiny of this world.
What I want to ask you is when can you actually make a decision.
Then tell me, which side are you going to stand on this time?"
Malthael was chatting as if he was chatting. He was chatting to Inarius, but Inarius seemed not to hear him.
Let alone answering Malthael's question, he didn't seem to even blink.
"My brother, although you know a lot of things, if you want to try something, you must at least take action.
If you want to defy fate, you should at least try to ask us if we want to help you.
Instead of deciding to take on everything from the beginning.
You haven't even asked us if we want to help you."
Malthael kept chattering as if he was complaining about something.
This time Inarius finally spoke.
"Why do you think I didn't try anything?
In fact, when I came up with the idea of asking for your opinion, I had already foreseen the result.
You should have known the meaning of my silence for a long time. You need me to speak now just because you want to know the possible changes in Aidan.
But I don’t want to tell you, just because I don’t want to.”
A smile appeared on the corner of Inaris's mouth, but this smile was somewhat careless.
Malthael sighed and acknowledged Inaris' statement.
If Inarius asked him if he could resist fate together, Malthael knew he would not agree.
Angel of Destiny can see this result, so it makes sense for him not to raise this issue.
Although this seems to be a feeling that there is a result first and a reason later, this is the power of fate.
"You are the first to resist fate, but you always use the power of fate to decide what to do next.
You are sifting out the results that will help you from what fate shows you, and then trying and guiding them.
I don't quite understand your approach.
Follow the guidance of fate to find opportunities to resist fate. Is fate such a contradictory thing?"
Malthael asked again.
This time when he spoke, the bookshelf in the Destiny Library seemed to be turned over by something.
Books that were more like energy creations made a clattering sound.
This was strange, but this strangeness did not make Malthael change his mind.
He needs an answer, rather than acting according to the result he guessed.
The power of Inarius, the angel of destiny, is indispensable. At least in Malthael's plan, Inarius's power is the help he must get.
He has done a lot for this, but Inarius has been particularly uncooperative.
"Mathael, forget about right and wrong.
When you are obsessed with right and wrong, the door to wisdom has actually been closed by yourself.
Paranoia cannot be said to be the opposite of wisdom, but the two are definitely not on the same path."
Inarius' tone sounded like he was preaching.
Malthael wasn't angry about this, he was thinking.
The Archangel of Wisdom is thinking all the time.
Inarius's words were not without value, but Malthael didn't seem to intend to accept them all.
"Inaris, you are in love.
I'm curious as to what your mentality was before you gave birth to the Nephalem with Lilith.
Before the nephalem were born, could you foresee their birth process every time?
Are you rebelling against fate?"
Malthael was still asking questions, and Inarius remained silent in response to Malthael's questions.
The communication between the two angels was like a chicken talking to a duck. No one got the results they wanted, and no one gave up on expressing their ideas.
They were constantly communicating, but no definite answer came out.
"Malthael, you will lose from the beginning.
I know, I've seen it before.
But you can actually win."
What Inarius said this time made Malthael stunned for a moment.
Destiny gives two results for the same thing?
This idea took root in Malthael's mind like a virus!
"Destiny is not a line?"
Malthael asked tentatively.
From what he understood, fate never seemed to go wrong.
But this time Malthael finally trembled!
Maybe destiny is not a line but a tree? Maybe it's a river?
Or is it a stone rolling on the ground?
Maybe even a messy ball of yarn?
He had thought about what the trajectory of fate looked like in the past, but he had never thought about what fate itself should look like.
Perhaps Inarius is destiny itself?
Inarius's decision is fate's decision?
Is it even possible that Inarius's intention to defy fate is destiny?
Malthael began to shudder!
It is very irresponsible to say that you want to change your destiny without understanding the face of destiny.
Destiny exists, and people who don't understand it can never do anything to affect it!
"Destiny is whatever image you wish for. As for you, I think it is enough for you to know that destiny needs to be changed."
Inarius finally answered Malthael's question this time.
The moment these words were spoken, there was a sound of being torn apart from the densely packed books in the Destiny Library!
It's like something is venting its anger!
"Destiny is here, but not you? Or are you not the whole destiny?"
Malthael looked at the chaotic bookshelves around him and said slowly and cautiously.
The moment he finished speaking, several cracks appeared on his robe!
Malthael felt that he might have never been as close to the essence of the problem as he was right now!
“The closer you get to the essence of the problem, the less interesting it becomes.
Malthael, Archangel of Wisdom.
Aren’t you the embodiment of wisdom? Don’t you notice that this is all starting to get boring?”
Inaris's voice seemed to have not changed since the first words he spoke.
No change in mood, no change in volume.
Some just want it to be as real and boring as facts.
"No, you have changed.
But why do I think you've never changed?
At this time, are you the will of fate or Inaris?
My brother, I'm not kidding.
I want my brother, not a puppet."
Malthael has a few more cracks on his body, but he has also become more serious!
Even Malthael began to exude the divine light of wisdom, as if he was planning to fight at the next moment!
